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Saturday, September 10, 2005

   Fake Wings, Chapter 3
Well, here's the new, weekend story update! I will be updating the stories every Saturday, for those of you who like them, or are just reading them to get your nickels. =D

Chapter 3

Minoru awoke groggily, and with a dull pain in his back. He turned his head, and saw a young man, a few years younger than himself, healing a gaping wound in his back. Flesh sewed itself back together, the boy staring intently upon the wound. Minoru tried to speak, but he coughed instead, blood splattered out of his mouth and onto the dirty ground before him. The boy jumped in surprise, the wound still somewhat open.

“I’m sorry! You were injured and I just wanted to help…” The boy went on and on, rambling. Minoru laughed at him, even though it was painful. This boy had a very valuable power, and might even be able to save the remaining villagers.

“It’s okay… where’s everyone else?” Minoru asked, as the boy finished healing the wound. The boy merely shook his head, pointing around at all the dead bodies around them. Blood ran down the streets, into the sewage system. Minoru looked on in horror, then looked back up into the boy’s face. Hit spiked, blonde hair wasn’t able to hide his face, which was evidently sad.

“I had to hide and work carefully… I wasn’t able to save anyone., until I found you unconscious and with that gunshot wound.” The boy said, leaving Minoru looking shocked. The gaping hole that had once been in his back was made by a GUN? ‘The Hunters must have some powerful weaponry on their side…’ Minoru thought, standing up. His back hurt, but he popped it, and all was fine.

“My name’s Minoru, what’s yours?” Minoru asked the boy, offering his hand. The boy looked at him, but took his hand reluctantly. He was wearing a white t-shirt and grey shorts, as well as very simple sandals. The boy looked about 18, three years younger than he was.

“My name is Ian Mathers… my family came from the original America… nice to meet you Minoru.” He mumbled, letting go of the older man’s hand. HE started off down the street again, looking for survivors. Unfortunately, he found none. Minoru looked around for his sister, but couldn’t find her around either.

“Say, Ian, did you see a girl with sandy blonde hair around here?” Minoru asked Ian desperately. Ian thought for a moment, scratching his chin. Then, the memory came to him, and he realized where this girl was.

“A woman with long black hair and a nodachi took her away. They were kidnapping Alters, calling them test subjects.” Ian said, watching as Minoru’s face fell. He realized then that it might not have been a good idea to tell that to Minoru.

“No… they’re going to torture her! And if she isn’t strong enough… they’ll kill her!” Minoru said aloud, mainly to himself. Ian looked horrified; he’d heard about the hunters’ experiments with alters. There was a tale going around that they’d fused an Alter with fox DNA, and were training her to be a bio-weapon within their stronghold. Minoru walked towards some of the food stands, gathering food and putting it into a backpack he found.

“What are you doing?” Ian asked, running up behind Minoru. He glanced over his shoulder, and continued packing food, until the backpack was full. He zipped it shut, and put it on his back.

“I’m going to rescue my sister. If you don’t wanna be here alone, you’ll come too.” Minoru said, sounding harsh. Ian looked down at the ground, his hands in his pockets. Minoru wanted to apologize; he’d sounded very rude, but Ian looked up at him, serious.

“I’ll go... just let me go get a few things.” Ian said, running off down the body filled street. Minoru chuckled to himself; this kid was tough. For some reason, he felt like he admired him. It slipped his mind as he got a few more supplies, looking over at the boy as he disappeared down the streets.

Yeah... there's Fake Wings. Updated again next Saturday!
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