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"Something has been taken

From deep inside of me

A secret I've kept locked away no one can ever see

Wounds so deep they never show

They never go away

Like moving pictures in my head

For years and years they've played."

~Easier to Run, Linkin Park

Chapter 2

Tori's POV

Images flashed before Tori's eyes. She saw a black and white wolf fighting on what looked like ice covered ground. She saw a girl with short light purple hair with a group of wolves. Then the scene changed and Tori was in a large cell that had blood everywhere. In the corner was a table that had various surgical tools, syringes and vials. In the corner sat a little girl, her knees drawn up to her chest and long hair falling from her shoulders, shielding her face. Soft sobs could be heard from her. Tori wanted to reach out and help her, but couldn't. For some reason, the girl seemed familiar. Images to fast to decipher sped in her mind then she heard a gunshot quickly followed by a howl. Lastly, she saw a boy. The same boy she had saw at her work. His image flickered and the white wolf stood in his place.

The alarm blared and Tori's eyes shot open. Rubbing her eyes, Tori smacked the alarm to turn it off then got out of bed. That is by far the weirdest dream I've had, Tori thought oddly. After changing, she slung her backpack over her shoulder and walked into the kitchen. Hurriedly making toast, Tori took her keys and started towards the door.

"I'm off to school!" She called then shut the door behind her. Hopping into her old Dodge, Tori started the engine and backed out of the driveway. On the thirty minute drive to town, Tori's mind had plenty of time to mull over her dream. Who was the strange girl and what the heck was she doing with wolves? What was with the cell and surgical tools and blood? What really bothered her was the boy and the wolf. They couldn't be the same person; that was impossible. Wasn't it? Tori had heard stories of some place called Paradise and how wolves could sometimes disguise themselves as humans, but she never believed them. They were just fairytales. Or maybe they weren't. Maybe Paradise was real and wolves could appear human. But, that wouldn't explain why she had seen one in the forest so close to her. No, that wasn't true. Chloe was right, she had just been scared and was seeing things and the dream was just her mind overreacting. Yeah. That sounded logical. Then her mind went to the little girl. What had happened to her? Was she still alive? Was she even real or just a figment of her imagination? Tori turned into the town and to the small building that was her school. Cutting the engine, she stepped out of her truck then locked it and made her way to the front doors. The ancient buildings bricks were a deep mahogany with ivy covering the front wall. A statue of a man and rider sat at the base of the steps leading to the double doors. Tori walked up the steps and into the school. Lockers and classrooms lined the walls. To the left was hallway leading to more lockers and classrooms along with the girl's bathroom. To the right was the Principles office, more classrooms and the guy's bathroom.

Teenagers crowded the hallways; there chatter echoing throughout the school. Tori smiled despite herself and pushed through the people to her locker. Unlocking it, she tossed her books inside then slammed it shut. It tended to have problems shutting all the way.

"Hey Tori!" The girl turned and saw Chloe walking over with her brother Chase. She waved as they weaved through the crowd towards her.

"Hey guys," She said.

"Chloe says you got chased by something in the woods last night, is that true?" Chase asked, leaning against the lockers.

"Yeah pretty much," Tori said, smiling at him.

"You still think it was a wolf?" Chloe asked, eyeing her friend. At this, Chase raised his eyebrows.

"A wolf?" Tori shook her head.

"Nah, I thought it was but not anymore. No normal wolf would be that close to humans."

"That would've been cool," Chase commented, "This place could use some excitement." Tori nodded agreement then the bell rang. The three of them made their way to their separate classes. Tori reached for the handle then saw movement in the corner of her eye. Turning her head, she scanned the hallways and saw someone turn the corner. Narrowing her eyes, Tori peered around the corner and saw him at the end of the hallway. It was the same boy from her work and from her dream. Quickly, Tori scurried back to her class and turned in her paper to Mr. Ed then sat at her desk.

What's he doing here?

After taking roll, Mr. Ed then continued lecturing on the Greek and Roman cultures and their similarities and differences to the modern world and each other. Tori leaned back in her seat, arms crossed over her chest. This was so boring. Just like that, the sharp, stinging pain racked her head. Biting her tongue and forcing herself to keep a straight face, Tori clenched her fists. Her head throbbed and blood pounded in her ears. Then, for a brief second, her senses increased tenfold. She could see the tiniest speck of dust on Mr. Ed's desk at the front of the room. A scratching noise sounded loudly in her ears. Looking around, Tori saw a fly on the window sill. She could see the individual lines making up its eyes and wings. The tiny hairs on its legs as it cleaned itself. Then, as quickly as it had started, it ended and Tori blinked and shook her head. Her head swam temporarily then went back to normal. What the heck is going on with me?

The rest of the day went normally. Tori kept an eye out for the mysterious boy, but she didn't see him again. Where had he gone and why was he here? She wondered if she should tell Chloe about him. Nah, she'd just freak out and say I had a stalker and that I should call the cops or something. Besides, I would like to find out who he is anyway. Tori walked out the double doors and started towards her truck. The sound of a can being kicked made her look up just in time to spot the mysterious boy walking down a dirt path by her school. Tori walked towards the path and saw him heading towards the woods. She jogged to catch up to him. To her surprise, he turned and looked at her. The mere intensity of his gaze stopped her in her tracks. But, she didn't feet scared. Somewhere in the back of her mind, something itched with recognition. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't remember.

"Who are you?" She demanded.

"Kiba," He said slowly, "What's your name?" The way he asked the question made her tilt her head slightly. He sounded so….curious and innocent.

"Tori…." She said, "Why were you watching me in that restaurant?" Kiba shrugged but offered no further answer. For some reason, she knew he was hiding something, but didn't pry. The boy started down the path once again and Tori grabbed his arm.

"Wait, where are you going?" She asked, not wanting him to leave.

"To the forest," He said, pulling his arm away slowly.

"Why? It's not safe," Tori said, "There are cops patrolling."

"I'll be fine," He said, his voice sounding confident. With that, he ran off and disappeared in the woods. Tori stood there, feeling as if she had even more questions than answers. Sighing, she walked back to her truck and started the engine.

Something's different about him, that's for sure, She thought as she headed to her work, His eyes are so…intense.

Kiba's POV

The sun set on the forest, setting the trees ablaze in oranges and gold's as the white wolf padded silently through the trees. The birds squawked alarm calls as he walked below them. He was positive now that the girl, Tori, was who he was looking for. Although, why he was drawn to her, he was trying to figure out. She was just a human after all. And yet, something was different about her. But, he couldn't quite place it. Kiba couldn't figure out why she had cried out like she had when he had showed himself to her. He knew it wasn't from fear, even though she had reeked of it. He hadn't meant to scare her. Kiba stopped and looked at the Cabin she had run to. Just the mere sight of it made him edgy. It held death, nothing more. A branch snapped and Kiba turned, tensing. A gun cocked and he turned and ran into the forest, hearing the human following. The trees and bushed flew by as he ran, relishing in the feeling of power as his muscles propelled him. Kiba ran until he reached a big boulder and jumped to the top then waited for the human. Once the human was within sight, he leapt off the rock towards him. The man shot, grazing the white wolfs' leg. Kiba collided with the human, ripping the soft flesh of his throat, the metallic smell of blood filling his nose.

More men appeared, surrounding him and pointing guns. Some had dogs, others not. Kiba snarled, blood dripping from his jaws. They fired their weapons and loosed their dogs as he attacked. The forest was filled with the sounds of dogs snarling and yelping. Kiba sank his teeth into the neck of a dog, feeling his fangs grind against bone. The dog fell to the ground as another leapt at him. Their bodies collided and the white wolf growled as the animal bit into his shoulder. Twisting, he grabbed the dog's leg and threw him off. Snarling fiercely, the dog stood and tackled Kiba once again. They rolled around, a tangle of fur and claw. A small cry of pain escaped Kiba as he felt claws rake his side. Snarling, he turned and bore his teeth into the dogs back, feeling its spine break with a crack. A gun sounded and the wolf whirled around, the bullet grazing his foreleg. Kiba ran at the man and tore his gun away from him, breaking it in two. The man whimpered as gold eyes locked with his. Merciless, Kiba tackled the man, snapping his neck. Gun shots riddled the air and the ground ran red. Bodies of both men and animal alike; lied here and there. Kiba, dodging bullets, leapt at a man, colliding with his chest then sank his teeth into his throat, blood seeping into his mouth.

"Go to hell, you wicked beast," The last man growled. Kiba snarled, ignoring the pain in his leg as the bullet tore into his skin. The wolf jumped into the air, smacking into the human. He bit down on his arm, tearing through the skin. The man smacked Kiba across the head with his gun, but the wolf refused to release his grip. Cursing, the man shoved his arm into the wolfs' mouth, making him let go. But, before he could do anything else, Kiba had his mouth around his neck, snapping it.

Panting, Kiba limped away from the battle scene. Blood dripped from wounds, staining the leaves crimson. Dark clouds covered the moon, veiling the forest in perpetual darkness. Soon, Kiba found himself growing weary and lied at the base of a tree. Closing his eyes, he let himself fall into unconsciousness.

Tori's POV

Tori stepped out of her truck and started towards the house. The wind blew carrying the scent of rain. But, there was a different smell in the air to. With a shock, Tori realized it was gunpowder. It was faint, but definitely gunpowder. What the heck? Tori thought as she walked through the woods, trying to find the source of the smell. Thunder rumbled in the distance as she walked. Tori's foot his something hard and she looked down. Her eyebrows raised at the gun at her feet.

Well, there's the source of the gunpowder. Then the smell of death and blood reached her nose and she wrinkled her nose up. Cautiously, Tori moved forward then gasped at what was before her. Dead animals and men littered the floor. The ground was saturated with blood. With wide eyes, she walked forward. She recognized a few of the men as people on her Father's team. Her eyes locked on a certain man.

"Ben!" She said and ran forward, crouching next to him. With sad eyes, she stared at her uncle. Then noticed the bite marks on his arm and neck. Carefully, Tori examined the rest of the bodies. What animal would kill this many humans at once? Tori stood with arms cross over her chest. The wind blew and rain sprinkled from the sky. Shivering, Tori wrapped her arms around herself, wishing she had brought a jacket. That's when she saw the blood trail. Narrowing her eyes, she followed the dots of blood through the forest. After a while, Tori began to lose hope. Then she saw something at the base of a tree. She jogged forward then gasped at what lay before her.

It couldn't be. She had imagined the wolf. Right? It had just been a figment of her imagination. But, it was right there. In front of her. Slowly, Tori walked forward, her hand outstretched. Even in the darkness, she could tell it was badly injured. Her hand brushed its fur and she drew it away bloody. I can't just leave it. But, taking it would mean risking getting arrested or maybe even killed. Tori sighed and stared at the wolf. Oddly enough, she felt attached to it. Despite that, where would she take it? Sure, she could take it to her house, but how would she get it inside without being noticed? Shaking her head, Tori crawled closer and slowly inched her hands beneath the wolf. Thankfully, it didn't stir.

Grunting, Tori managed to get the wolf into her arms. One arm beneath its hindquarters, the other around its chest. Funny, I don't remember being strong enough to carry a fully grown animal. Shrugging, Tori trudged through the forest. It was raining harder now, and her clothes were soaked. By the time she reached her house, she was exhausted. She walked towards the door then gently set the wolf down on the front porch. Carefully, she opened the door and checked to see if her parents were near. Nothing. Relieved, Tori hoisted the wolf into her arms and, as quietly as possible started towards her room, kicking the front door shut.

"Tori? Is that you?" Called her Mother from her bedroom. Tori froze in the hallway.

"Yeah, Mom it's me," She said, hoping they would stay in their bedroom.

"Where've you been?" She asked.

"Oh, I was with Chloe and Chase," Tori said, "Sorry, I forgot to call." She heard her Mother sigh.
"Well, don't forget next time, you had us worried."

"I won't." Tori quickly scurried to her room and set the wolf on the floor. Flipping on her light, she realized just how bad the wolfs' condition was. Three deep gashes ran along his side, along with a bite wound on his shoulder. What she was mainly worried about though, was the bullet wound on his hind leg.

The bullets probably still inside. Great, I'll have to get it out.

After finding some tweezers, Tori knelt by the wolf. One hand on the wolfs' leg, the other holding the tweezers, she peered into the hole. Taking a breath, she carefully slipped the tweezers inside, bracing herself in case it woke. The tweezers hit something hard and she slowly took it out. The bloody bullet slide out and she tossed it into the trash can. Now, to take care of the other wounds, Tori thought. She slipped out of her room and tip toed down the stairs and into the kitchen. Walking into the pantry she took the first aid kit and some alcohol then padded back to her room.

After cleaning the wounds, Tori cleared a space in her walk in closet for the wolf. She placed some towels on the floor then picked up the wolf and laid him on them. Tori looked down at the wolf.

"Who would have thought that I would keep a wolf in my room," She said to herself, smirking slightly. Tori found herself gently stroking his head then stood and lied down on her bed. What am I getting myself into? She thought before closing her eyes.