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Tuesday, January 25, 2005

Writing
Well, good morning, Looks like I am here on my own today, well, until my mum decides to come downstairs, lol, but that may take a while :)

Not much did happen last night, although I did get alot of writing done. I started another WOlf's Rain fan fic, the first one didn't feel right for me, this second one feels alot better though, I think I prefer it alot more to the one I was writing, got alot more effort into it :)

I will leave you with that at the moment, and I will talk to you all later, c ya

Chapter 1 – Encounter

It was a normal day in Freeze City, the sun shone down from the artificially made sky, inside the dome, outside, the freezing wastelands for as far as the eye can see, nothing but death and withering nature, long since destroyed, and people forced to live inside these cities, waiting, for the end to come, and it could be sensed, by all, that it wasn’t far.

Richard looked around, the steam raised from beneath the floor, the steam from the lower industrial areas under the city, looking around, the decrepit buildings, only just still standing still, from decades of ill-maintenance. A bag over his shoulder, containing most of what he held dear, he was like nay of the young who lived in the city, they were forced to live a hard life, his family long since dead, he wandered the city trying to make what ever kind of living he could, using government housing to stay in, it wasn’t much, but at least he survived, but, for what the world was turning into, it was not a lot.

Turning around the corner leading onto Franklin Street, he walked down it again, he had no specific destination in mind, he was just wandering the streets like he did most days, he did not really care where he ended up, after living on the streets for so long it is a thing you get used to, you go wherever the wind guides you, you follow your hearts resolve. It was half way down this street he heard a noise behind him, slowly; he turned around to see what had created the loud ‘Thud’. The street was empty, but, in front of him as he looked slightly down was a large animal, whispering to himself, Richard said, “Is that a Dog, no, it’s too large, it, couldn’t possibly be” the thought going through his head were quite frantic, but organized, was it a Wolf!? There were extinct though, how could one be standing in front of him, it couldn’t be possible, could it?

Before he was able to think anymore on this, he suddenly found that the large, Brown animal pounced, landing straight on top of him, Richard let go of his bag and let it hit the floor as he raised his arm to try ad block the creature, of course this was useless, his arm was not made to withstand attacks, but, he did deflect it before it had a chance to strike. He felt a cold chill run through his back as he threw it back slightly, still snarling at him, he was scared, really scared, but, he was able to somehow summon power within his legs to get up and run, down a near-by alley. He could hear the animal running behind him, trying to catch up, in fact, it didn’t even have to try, it was playing, it could catch him at any time, and Richard knew this, making him even more scared.

Exiting out into a small courtyard, the remains of old fountain in the middle, broken, and destroyed, looking as if it had not been used in a long time, a thick green moss covering it. This was where it finally made it’s move, as he was about to run past the fountain, he felt himself been thrown to the floor, he could not see it but he knew exactly what had forced him to the floor, he felt a deep tear in his back, he could feel his heart beat n his back, screaming out in agony as it did, a chill falling over it, and feeling a liquid run across it. He was able to turn around, the animal still unmoving, and as he tried to defend his face as it came in for another attack, the blood shining on it’s teeth where it had bitten into his back, it bit straight into his arm with no hesitation, he called again in pain as he saw the teeth sink deep into his arm, the blood pouring out, dampening him and his clothes in a crimson shade, a darker shade of red.

It was at this point the thought crossed his mind, he was going to die here, of course, living in the city and the way he did, he expected he would not live to be beyond the age of 20, but still, to die like this, he did not expect this at all, perhaps it was Karma that he would die in this fashion, a punishment on him for been Human, having killed the world and the species that once inhabited it, it was destiny that he should be killed by what his race had been killing, and although this brought no comfort to him, it brought a kind of closure, something so he would not die empty.

The animal did not stop, it pulled and threw at him, trying to get him arm to move, he could feel his skin on the arm be torn away as it bit to the bone, the pain was so much, he was calling out in desperate agony now, for what he did not know, as no one would hear it, and if they did, they would not do anything to help, the nature of people who lived in this City, you took care of Number 1, no one else. The animal backed off slightly, Richard had to move his arm in order to stop himself from been in total pain, but as he did, the animal came straight back in and he was too slow to use what was left of his tattered left arm and it reached and bit straight into his left shoulder. He sat up slightly as it bit in, its sharp teeth reaching deep into his skin, he could feel it every inch, calling out now in extreme agony, just wanting it to end, he wanted to fade away, why was it him? Why did he have to walk down that street? He could have gone straight forward, was it his destiny? He just wanted to die at this point, he was in a total state of fear as he began to feel the taste of metal in his mouth, and blood began to drip from the side, the end was near for him, his vision began to blur slightly, the pain was dampening all his senses, he could no longer fee, hear, see properly, he was slipping.

His eyes became heavy as the animal moved away from him, leaving a deep wound in his shoulder, he looked to it, touching it slightly with his right hand, the blood covering it almost immediately, it was indeed deep, and as he looked to the animal, all he could see was it snarling back at him, its muzzle covered in red, his blood, it licked it’s lips, and began to move at him again, this was it.

It was at this point he then saw a white blur pass in front of him, from over his head, was this an angel to take him away? No, it wasn’t, in fact, whatever it was jumped and collided with the other animal, creating a large thud. His vision began to focus slightly as he looked upon whatever it was, was that, a White Wolf?
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