Post by Neko_LG on Jul 30, 2008 21:20:58 GMT -5
Chapter 2: Trudging On
Tsume walked away from the cave, the rest of the pack in tow. The snow had covered Kiba’s body, while the pack had stayed in the cave for another three days. Tsume had reluctantly agreed to lead the pack when the others insisted on following Kiba’s last wish. They continued east for another three days, hardly talking. Suddenly on the horizon a huge dome rose up from the ground. Tsume looked at it harshly. “That’s Sundance city. How the hell it got its name, I’ll never know. “He said, his eyes scanning the snow-covered ground. Toboe stood next to the older grey wolf; the lights that came from the city were a dull orange colour. The four wolves walked forward, sniffing the air, smelling the lunar scent, smelling Cheza.
Cheza was in the large green regeneration tank. Her body had been found amongst a field of withering lunar flowers, exactly where she had become their seeds. Somehow her maiden form had returned, perhaps it was her love for Kiba. Now the people who were watching over her saw a distinct change in her mental status. She had been in her dormant state for two years (A.N: there was no afore mentioned time change, sorry), but now, her mood had changed from indifferent to distressed and sad. It was obvious that Cheza had sensed some sort of loss, the death of Kiba had been a hard hit to her. Tsume’s human projection walked up to the large building. “Is that all? If they knew Cheza’s true purpose then they would guard her more carefully.” He muttered, slinking past the reception desk and down the stairs. The basement laboratory was filled with a green glow as Cheza’s eyes opened. “Ki…ba…”she whispered as Tsume opened the tank and let the liquid out. “Cheza, Thank you for everything you did for us.” He said, quietly. “We want to ask for your help…one more time.” Cheza looked up at Tsume and she too remembered. She fell to the ground, holding her head in her hands. “This one is sad. The sadness consumes this one’s mind, to the very corners. Why is this?” she asked, not understanding the empty feeling inside of her heart. Tsume could only look on, unsure of how to comfort her. Cheza looked up; Tsume opened his mouth to speak. “Cheza…I…Kiba was killed” he said slowly, realisation creeping up on him as well. Over the last three days Tsume didn’t think about Kiba’s death, pushing it to the back of his head. In a way, he had always though of Kiba as a brother. Someone to help him out when he needed it, someone to save him from himself. Tsume put his hand on Cheza’s tiny shoulder. “He asked me, to lead the Pack to you, and then help you to lead us to Paradise.” Tsume was unsure of her reaction, waiting for a reply. Cheza looked up after a while, her beautiful face unmarked by tears, Cheza was not happy about Kiba’s death though she wanted to help Tsume and obey Kiba’s last wishes. She nodded, starting to stand up. “This one will help you. This one promised Kiba that she would.” Together they walked from the large building, no-one had taken a second look at them, and in fact no-one had been there to take a first look.
A large purple-ish coloured wolf looked from on high, cackling softly to himself. “Ah, Cheza. I realised now that the first step to you was getting rid of that stupid, white wolf. Soon, soon you will be mine. And nothing will stand in my way.” He said, turning from the scene, a single golden eye flashing in the fading lights. The evil Lord Darcia had been resurrected, and now he walked down the hallway, littered with unconscious bodies. The wolves, now led by Tsume, were on their route to Paradise once more. Though this time, Darcia knew of their weaknesses. “To kill a wolf, you must go for their heart, which is to say their mate.” He chuckled, pointing to Hige and Blue, who were happily talking to one another. “If I can get rid of the girl, just as I did last time, the golden wolf will fall. With only two wolves protecting her, Cheza will come to me.”
Tsume walked away from the cave, the rest of the pack in tow. The snow had covered Kiba’s body, while the pack had stayed in the cave for another three days. Tsume had reluctantly agreed to lead the pack when the others insisted on following Kiba’s last wish. They continued east for another three days, hardly talking. Suddenly on the horizon a huge dome rose up from the ground. Tsume looked at it harshly. “That’s Sundance city. How the hell it got its name, I’ll never know. “He said, his eyes scanning the snow-covered ground. Toboe stood next to the older grey wolf; the lights that came from the city were a dull orange colour. The four wolves walked forward, sniffing the air, smelling the lunar scent, smelling Cheza.
Cheza was in the large green regeneration tank. Her body had been found amongst a field of withering lunar flowers, exactly where she had become their seeds. Somehow her maiden form had returned, perhaps it was her love for Kiba. Now the people who were watching over her saw a distinct change in her mental status. She had been in her dormant state for two years (A.N: there was no afore mentioned time change, sorry), but now, her mood had changed from indifferent to distressed and sad. It was obvious that Cheza had sensed some sort of loss, the death of Kiba had been a hard hit to her. Tsume’s human projection walked up to the large building. “Is that all? If they knew Cheza’s true purpose then they would guard her more carefully.” He muttered, slinking past the reception desk and down the stairs. The basement laboratory was filled with a green glow as Cheza’s eyes opened. “Ki…ba…”she whispered as Tsume opened the tank and let the liquid out. “Cheza, Thank you for everything you did for us.” He said, quietly. “We want to ask for your help…one more time.” Cheza looked up at Tsume and she too remembered. She fell to the ground, holding her head in her hands. “This one is sad. The sadness consumes this one’s mind, to the very corners. Why is this?” she asked, not understanding the empty feeling inside of her heart. Tsume could only look on, unsure of how to comfort her. Cheza looked up; Tsume opened his mouth to speak. “Cheza…I…Kiba was killed” he said slowly, realisation creeping up on him as well. Over the last three days Tsume didn’t think about Kiba’s death, pushing it to the back of his head. In a way, he had always though of Kiba as a brother. Someone to help him out when he needed it, someone to save him from himself. Tsume put his hand on Cheza’s tiny shoulder. “He asked me, to lead the Pack to you, and then help you to lead us to Paradise.” Tsume was unsure of her reaction, waiting for a reply. Cheza looked up after a while, her beautiful face unmarked by tears, Cheza was not happy about Kiba’s death though she wanted to help Tsume and obey Kiba’s last wishes. She nodded, starting to stand up. “This one will help you. This one promised Kiba that she would.” Together they walked from the large building, no-one had taken a second look at them, and in fact no-one had been there to take a first look.
A large purple-ish coloured wolf looked from on high, cackling softly to himself. “Ah, Cheza. I realised now that the first step to you was getting rid of that stupid, white wolf. Soon, soon you will be mine. And nothing will stand in my way.” He said, turning from the scene, a single golden eye flashing in the fading lights. The evil Lord Darcia had been resurrected, and now he walked down the hallway, littered with unconscious bodies. The wolves, now led by Tsume, were on their route to Paradise once more. Though this time, Darcia knew of their weaknesses. “To kill a wolf, you must go for their heart, which is to say their mate.” He chuckled, pointing to Hige and Blue, who were happily talking to one another. “If I can get rid of the girl, just as I did last time, the golden wolf will fall. With only two wolves protecting her, Cheza will come to me.”
