Hey guys! Ok, so sorry about the late update (again). I just got sidetracked by another story I decided to start and then there's school. Other than that I really don't have much to say other than that my cat has decided to make me his target of annoyance and thanks to Heiyou and Sdgkmnfsykmng and Goddess of Sand for reviewing! *smiles shyly* Hehe, those are probably the best reviews I've gotten. I'm glad that my story is really awesome to the both of you And to Sdgkmnfsykmng, what is your name supposed to stand for…? O.o But seriously, I wasn't kidding about my cat. He wakes me up at seven just to get me to feed him -.- I don't though, because someone else in my family can do it :P. Annnyways, back on subject, please review! :D

Chapter 9

Tori's POV

Tori tossed and turned in her sleep. She was dreaming about him again. A boy she didn't know but seemed to be something important to her. He had shaggy dark brown hair with golden highlights, much like her own. His eyes were what was different though. Hers were a dark brown but his were a vibrant, almost unnatural green. Where they were Tori couldn't tell since the scenery was blurry. But, the boy's image was crystal clear. He was on his hands and knees, something protruding from his back. His shirt was rapidly darkening with blood. The boy looked up at her and smiled weakly. Agony tore at Tori's heart and she ran to him, throwing her arms around his neck. She felt hot tears run down her cheeks as she cried into the crook of his neck.

"Hey, why are you crying?" The boy asked softly. Tori pulled away somewhat and looked at him.

"Why?" She asked, her voice hoarse. "Because….because…"

"Because I'm dying?" The boy offered. Tori nodded and sniffed. His eyes sparkled despite the situation and the pain he must be in.

"We'll see each other again," He said, "In Paradise, where ever it is."

"I know, but—" Tori was cut off as the boy leaned against her. "Blake? Blake can you hear me?" The girl moved the boy so that his head rested on her lap. She brushed the hair out of his face and cupped his face in her hands.

"Blake?" She asked a little quieter this time. His green eyes opened once again and he stared up at her.

"I'm glad we were finally able to meet….Tori…." He said just above a whisper then went limp against her. Tori shook Blake's shoulders in a vain attempt to wake him. But, the boy was gone into the eternal slumber everyone enters. The girl bent over him, her forehead resting just below his collar bone, and cried softly.

Tori's eyes flew open and she sucked in a breath. She blinked and a single tear slid down her cheek. Furrowing her eyebrows, Tori wiped it away to find that her cheeks were damp. Was I crying? The dream rushed back into her mind and she frowned. Blake. She finally had a name for the boy who had been occurring in her dreams for as long as she could remember. She never knew why though. But, at least she had a name. Maybe now I can find him. Search for him in the Yellow Pages. Of course, there are probably be a million Blake's, Tori thought. She shifted and realized that she wasn't alone in the bed. She turned her head and saw Kiba lying on his side facing her. She also noticed how close they were and felt her face flush. With a shock, she realized that she didn't mind being this close to him. Tori moved closer, snuggling into his chest, grateful for the warmth. Wait, where are we? Tori thought, realizing that they were in an actual bed. Tori carefully raised herself up onto her elbow and saw Toboe lying on a bed next to them. The rest of the room was bare aside from a dresser and closet. When she tried to think back to the day before she realized she couldn't remember coming here. All she remembered was collapsing into the snow and having a weird vision. Well, not really a vision, Tori thought, more like a weird empathy thing. There was a sigh and Tori looked to crystal blue eyes watching her.

"Uhh…" Tori trailed off and slowly lied back down, scooting away so she could look at him easier. Kiba looked at her and ran his fingers down her cheek, her skin still somewhat damp from tears.

"Were you crying?" He asked anxiously.

"Yeah, I woke up that way." Tori replied then added when he gave her a blank look. "I had a dream."

"About what?" Kiba asked. Tori frowned, uncertain of how to explain her dream.

"Well, it was about a boy," She began, "I've seen him before in other dreams. For some reason I've always dreamt about him, dunno why. But, in this one, he was dying and I was there with him. And he said something about us 'finally meeting.'" Kiba said nothing, seeming in deep thought.

"What did he look like?" He finally asked, a strange look briefly shining in his eyes.

"He had brown hair with golden highlights," Tori said then widened her eyes. "Like me…." Could he be my twin? No, he couldn't be. I don't have a twin. My parents would have told me that. Kiba watched her closely.

"Tori? Are you ok?" The girl blinked and nodded slowly.

"Yeah…fine…" She rolled out of bed and stood, ignoring the rush of sudden light headedness.

"I'm going to go for a walk," She said, looking at the wolf, "I'll be back." With that, Tori walked out of the room, disregarding Kiba's brief look of apprehension.

The sky was the pale grey of early morning. Snow covered the sidewalk and streets, gleaming and untouched. The weather was cold but there was no sign of the fierce wind the day before. Most of the shops weren't yet open and the streets were deserted. Tori hugged her body, shivering slightly in her hoodie. I should have brought a thicker coat. She walked the streets, leaving footprints in the snow. It wasn't snowing at the moment but the dark clouds said otherwise. Sky scrapers guarded the outside of the city, looming tall and ominous in the predawn light, there tops hidden in fog. Tori trudged through the ankle deep snow, the snowing melting into her sneakers. You can't even tell where the sidewalk ends and the street begins, Tori mumbled to herself. She reached the end of the street and looked to the left and right. To her right, she saw what looked to be an alley. At the end of the alley was a chain link fence, a graveyard lying beyond. Tori turned towards it, slipping somewhat in the snow. She pulled her hood over her head and zipped up the hoodie, clenching her fists in her pockets. Even though there was no wind, the tempeture was at least in the forties. Tori reached the alley and headed towards the chain link fence. Trash cans and bags lined the sides of the alley, snow covering the tops. The trash cans rattled and a cat slipped through a hole at the bottom of the fence and disappeared in the grave yard.

Tori grabbed the top of the fence and climbed up and over, dropping lightly onto the ground. Tendrils of fog weaved through the graveyard. Tori shivered and strode forward, looking around. Some of the grave stones dated back to the 1900's, others were as recent as a few months ago. As Tori continued farther into the grave yard, she noticed a tall, elaborate grave stone under a weeping willow. Curiously, she walked over and tried to decipher the wording. Dirt and grime covered the letters and the girl wiped at them with her hands. When the words clean enough to make out, Tori was shocked at what they said.

Janette Buckingham
1855-194o

What the…? Could that be the same Janette that lives in the house next door? Tori thought. Another grave stone sat next to the first, lying flat on the ground. Vines and dead leaves covered it. Crouching, Tori brushed the leaves away and tore the vines away. In bold writing was Janette's husband's name. Ok, Tori, don't freak out. There's probably more than one person named Janette and Ben Buckingham. It's perfectly normal, the girl chided herself. Despite that, a chill ran up her spine and a strange feeling came over her, like she was intruding onto someone else's property at night. Something snapped in the back of her mind and her eyesight became crystal clear and her senses enhanced. Somewhere, a cat yowled. Tori stood, her muscles tensing, looking around for anything unusual. A howl pierced the air quickly followed but others. They were calling to each other. They had found what they were looking for. And that was her.

Forms appeared and disappeared in the corner of her vision, taunting her. Heart pounding, Tori turned and began running, uncertain of where she was heading since the fog had thickened. She heard their paws thumping lightly on the ground, flanking her. Their musty scent filled her nose, along with their excitement. A wolf leapt out and snapped at her, making Tori veer to the side. Her foot caught on a gravestone and she fell. The wolves descended on her, a mass of fur, claws and teeth. They ripped her clothes and tore at her flesh. Tori growled, feral instincts taking over. She kicked and scratched , trying to fend them off. The wolves were relentless though, seeming unfazed. One wolf, a grey female, clamped down on her forearm and yanked, as if trying to drag her. Tori cried out in pain then slashed the wolf across the face, leaving behind bloody gashes. The beast released her and Tori frantically leapt to her feet. She ran, pushing herself to her limit.

The wolves followed, snapping at her legs. Tori skidded to a stop in front of a large tombstone. Atop was a huge black male. The wolf snarled as the pack encircled her. He was obviously the alpha. Tori tensed, breathe coming in short, quick gasps. Her eyes darted between all the wolves. There were at least eight of them. But there could be more, hiding somewhere, Tori thought, dread creeping into her. Blood dripped from the bite wound on her arm and her shirt was rapidly darkening from blood. The alpha jumped down from the tombstone, his form briefly flashing human.

"Come with us, human,"He said, his voice low and threatening. Despite the dire situation, Tori bared her teeth, feeling the fangs bite into her lower lip.

"You'll have to kill me first." Right, sure, Tori, She scolded herself, challenge an alpha. The alpha growled and the pack lunged, moving swiftly. They yanked at her ankles, making her fall to the ground. She disappeared beneath them and all she saw was fur and snapping teeth. Then Tori realized something. These weren't normal wolves. They were larger, much larger. But they didn't seem to be trying to kill her. They just wanted to break her into submission. Tori fought her way through the wolves and began to rise to her feet. A wolf grabbed her ankle and yanked, its teeth tearing into her skin. Tori snarled and kicked at its muzzle. It yelped and released her. Another wolf tore at her side and Tori cried out and struggled to get out of the wolfs' hold.

A form flashed in the corner of her eye and a boy collided with the wolf. They rolled, a tangle of fur and flesh. A few other wolves joined in, attacking the intruder. The boy broke free and grabbed Tori's arm, yanking her to her feet then running, half leading half dragging her behind him. Tori followed, her vision swimming from blood loss. He led her back to the chain link fence she had jumped over to get into the graveyard. He leapt square over it and ran down the alley. Tori jumped but her foot caught the top of the fence and she fell to the ground. The boy stopped and looked back at her then came over and grabbed her hand, pulling her to her feet as a wolf leapt the fence.

"Try not to fall behind," he said, grinning. Is he actually enjoying this? Tori thought, surprise weaving its way through her adrenaline. Then she noticed how his teeth were pointed. Wait, is he like me? The boy ran down the alley, this time not releasing her hand. He led her through alley after alley until they finally out ran the pack. He turned onto a street near the back of town, heading towards a rundown building. A familiar scent filled Tori's nose then there was a white flash and she felt teeth brush her hand. The boy ahead of her released her and stopped, whirling and eyeing the white and brown wolves standing between the two. That's when Tori got a good look at the person who rescued her. He had shaggy, dark brown hair and an almost unnatural shade of green eyes. That's the boy from my dream, Tori thought, shocked, that's Blake. Kiba growled low in his throat and stepped towards the boy.

"Wait, Kiba," Tori said quickly. The white wolf shot her a look, his gold eyes flashing. The boy was silent, watching them closely.

"I think he's a friend," Tori continued. Kiba gave the boy a long, suspicious look, but shifted to his human form. Toboe did the same, looking at Tori with a confusion plastered to his face.

"Who are you?" Kiba asked, his voice commanding.

"That's Blake," Tori spoke before the boy could say anything. The boy cast her a puzzled look but nodded.

"Yeah," he said, "I'm Blake and you must be Kiba." His voice was friendly despite the threatening look in Kiba's eyes.

"Tori…how do you know him?" Toboe asked, looking from Blake to the girl. Tori sighed, fighting the urge to collapse.

"It's a long story," She replied. Kiba looked at her, his now blue eyes worried.

"You shouldn't have run off alone," He said, his voice both concerned and cross.

"You didn't stop me," Tori shot back.

"You left before I could."

"Hey, guys," Blake interrupted, "Those wolves will come back you know." Tori looked at him.

"Do you know a place that is safe?" He pointed a thump at the building behind them.

"That building relatively safe," Blake replied, giving Kiba a challenging look. Kiba narrowed his eyes at him but remained silent. Toboe looked from one to the other, an apprehensive look in his eyes.

"Alright," Tori replied, breaking the silence, "Let's go." Blake nodded and started towards the building, Toboe followed, looking over his shoulder at Tori and Kiba. Tori started forward then fell, her leg buckling beneath her weight. Kiba caught her and slung her arm around his shoulders, letting her lean on him.

"Thanks," She mumbled then winced as her leg protested to her walking.

"Are you sure about him?" Kiba asked, as they trailed behind Blake and Toboe.

"He's the one I've been seeing in my dreams," Tori replied, looking up at Kiba briefly, "Now, I've found him. I need to know what's so important about him. Besides, he saved my life." Kiba said nothing but Tori could sense his distrust.

Inside, the building was dimly lit and musty. It was empty of any furniture except a large carpet off to the side. Tori sat on the carpet carefully, grimacing as her injuries screamed in pain. Toboe and Kiba sat on either side of her.

"Are you ok?" Toboe asked, concern in his eyes. Tori smiled weakly.

"Yeah, I'm ok." She looked up as Blake knelt in front of her holding gauze and various other bandages.

"You're lucky they weren't trying to kill you," Blake said, a crooked grin on his face. He pulled up her pants leg and wrapped the bite wounds on her ankles and calves along with the wound on his arm and torso.

"Why'd they want me anyway?" Tori muttered. Blake shrugged but appeared to be hiding something.

"Who know?" He said then looked at her, "But, how did you know my name?" Tori gazed at him, attempting to ignore the strange resemblance he had to her Father.

"I've had dreams with you in them for as long as I can remember," She explained slowly. Blake raised his eyebrows.

"Really? That's funny, because I could say the same about you."

Just who is this guy? Tori thought.

"Have you to met before?" Toboe asked. Tori shook her head.

"Nope," Blake replied, "But what are you guys doing here anyway?"

"We're looking for someone," Kiba said, speaking for the first time.

"Oh? Who?"

"A grey wolf. He has a scar on his chest." Blake thought for a second then nodded.

"He was here a few days ago then left. I can help you find him." The boy set his green eyes on the white wolf, his eyes glittering boldly. Kiba returned his gaze, daring the boy to challenge him. Tori placed her hand by Kiba's, letting her fingers brush his. The wolf glanced at her then sighed.

"Fine," he said slowly, "You can come." Blake grinned and stretched his arms above his head.

"Awesome, we can leave in the morning."

With that, they all fell silent. Blake and Toboe quickly fell asleep, their soft breathing filling the building. Tori rolled onto her side and looked at Kiba lying next to her. His back was to her, unmoving aside from the rise and fall of his sides.

"Kiba?" She said quietly. He turned so he was facing her, his crystal blue eyes boring into her.

"I'm sorry I worried you," Tori said.

"Its fine," Kiba said, moving closer to her then added softly, "Just don't do it again." Tori nodded and let herself fall asleep beside him, knowing he wouldn't let anything happen to her.

A/N: And its finished! :D This one's longer than the others, I thought you guys deserved it after waiting so long lol. Anyways, tell me what you guys think! ;D Until next time!