Hello everyone! ^-^ I haves officially decided to start a new story. I believe this one is much better than "war of the blessed"-an old story that had been in my journal that I deleted. This one will be updated fairly often I hope, and I personally love it. And "Fate" won't be the official title. I don't know what to call it...if you have a suggestion comment the story with it, please. And also, if you want to get on my good side you could draw the characters! ^.~ for detailed descriptions and possibly a picture or two by me, PM me!! Sometimes I base characters off people I know so if I know you in reality and you think one of the characters act like you, they were probably based off you! Sometimes I do this purposely, sometimes accidentally. So please enjoy "Fate" and review~~ <333
--ren
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I lay silently on my bed of coarse animal furs, black hair sprawled in a dark halo around me. I giggled, a grin permanently on my face. Tomorrow was the day. My wedding. I grinned a wide werewolf grin as I rolled onto my stomach, pulling myself to my thin two legs. I giggled and skipped down the cave hall to the entrance and tilted my head back in a cheerful "good morning" howl to the soon-to-be-my pack, Lunar Cloud. Arms came around my waist and I turned around with a soft gasp as I came face to face with my fiancee, Damian. I grinned and pulled my arms around him, snuggling into his perfectly tanned, bare chest. A soft sound of pleasure came from the back of his throat as he picked me up, kissing me gently but yet still full of lust. His lips caressed mine softly and I entangled my fingers into his hair. He continued to repeat my name over and over.
"Rena, Rena, my precious little Rena," He whispered as he pulled away. It was then that I heard the rude hoots and howls and glanced outside, seeing a small crowd of wolves and people laughing. I blushed deep red, embarassed about my display of affections and buried my face into Damian's shoulder. After a moment of recovery, I gave a slight giggled and whipped around with a wild grin to my pack as I raised my head back and a rumble from the bottom of my throat ended with a howl that everyone eagerly returned.
"I love you," I whispered to Damian as I lightly stroked his perfect white wolf ears, my nose touching his. His ears twitched and he closed his eyes with a content smile.
"I love you more," He said with a chuckle that sounded as if a chorus of angels had begun to sing. I sighed softly. Even I had to admit that angels had their good points, even if they were our mortal enemies. The sigh had more depth to it than that. I couldn't stand how different Damian and I were, looks wise. Well, with all the werewolves of Lunar Cloud.
My name is Serena, but my wonderful Damian calls me Rena. My Damian is perfect. Virtually flawless. But me, I still haven't been able to figure out why he loves me. I am far from perfect. Compared to my perfect Damian, I look like a human. Rough black hair, dull violet eyes, pale skin, thin, and somewhat weak. Damian had always been my best friend, but one day he asked me to go hunting with him, a very high honor. Not many were asked to go hunting with this alpha. A year later he proposed to me. And now, I was a day away from my wedding and excited beyond belief.
"Rena, Rena," Damian whispered softly, bringing a lock of my hair to his lips for a moment before letting it go and putting his lips to my neck. I gasped softly and he chuckled gently, lips caressing my neck ever so teasingly. I moaned softly as his fingers began to lightly massage against my hips and I began to lose myself. My fingers dug into his black tresses and I tilted my head back as he continued to plant small kisses on my neck. He began to lightly nibble on the necklace he had given me years ago.
The necklace had black beads and a single wolf fang that was polished white. He had given it too me when I was thirteen. It was the first memory had. Anything prior I couldn't remember. None of us know why, I had merely been told something tragic had happened and would probably never remember anything before I was thirteen. I had always accepted this, figuring I would never know anything else.
One of his hands continued to massage my thigh while the other slowly made circles on the small of my back. He grinned as his toungue lightly flicked across my throat. I gave a small moan and someone cleared their throat abruptly. I jumped and turned to the side, facing my pack. My face heated once again as I realized he and I were still in front of everyone. Damian chuckled and held me up slightly higher.
"Yes, I love this girl. Is it such a crime for me to show her how much?" He asked proudly. One of the more rebellious wolves of the pack laughed.
"In front of everyone it is," He said sarcastically. I shot him a dirty look and he slowly slid into the shadow of a tall tree. I grinned slightly. I was made for this place. I already had everyone's trust and loyalty. I laughed softly and gave Damian a quick peck on the lips and he turned to me, the look of lust having returned to his eyes. He leaned in for a more passionate kiss and I touched my finger to his lips.
"Save it for tomorrow," I whispered tauntingly. His eyes flickered slightly and he raised an eyebrow, a smile curling at the end of his lips. He lightly kissed my finger before I brought it back to his shoulder.
"Anything for you my love," He whispered. I smiled softly. I was about to reply when a long warning howl was heard. A kitsune had crossed the lines. A shudder rippled through Damian and a growl erupted from his throat. His normally green eyes that held lust now held pure anger. He let me down gently and was instantly his white wolf self. A white blur streaked through the camp and he was gone. I sighed softly. This entire war seemed like a waste of effort to me. I slid into my cave and continued to ponder my thoughts.
Damian seemed to have a one-track mind. He only thought about winning this war. He so badly wanted to win against the kitsune. The war had been started when a young kitsune shed the blood of a wolf in neutral land. By law, the neutral land was to be given to the wolves, but the kitsune pled innocent, saying it wasn't the young kitsune's fault. Now, the kitsune were trying to win the neutral area for themselves.
The kitsune were led by a white fox, like we were led by a white wolf. The white kitsune was named "David". In his human form he has thick black hair, white kitsune ears-one with two piercings, the other with a black tip-, and a white with black tip tail. He isn't nearly as gorgeous as my Damian, but he was rather handsome...for a kitsune that is.
Back in reality I brought a hand to my neck and began to fiddle with my necklace. I paced the floor, anxiously waiting for David to return. I finally couldn't take it anymore. I stormed out of the cave, still fiddling with the necklace and went to a waterfall in the forest I loved. I stood at the top and just as I was about to sit, I slipped. My face crashed into the dirt and I heard the soft "plink" of my necklace breaking. Beads scattered and the wolf tooth fell. Instantly a burning erupted in my stomach. I groaned and pulled myself to the river and took a deep drink. I happened to glance at my reflection. I didn't have my ears anymore. Or my tail. My eyes widened. What kind of demon magic was this? My eyes widened as memories flooded my mind.
'A thirteen year old girl was fighting the crowd of school, trying to get to her wall so she could find where she was at. She leapt up, catching herself and pulling herself to the top of the six foot wall. She stood and began to look around. Before she knew it, she found herself tumbling onto the other side. But someone caught her. She looked up into the anxious amber eyes of David, the kitsune leader. She watched him for a moment and saw his mouth was moving, but she had no idea what he was saying. Slowly she slipped into unconciousness.
The next day she awoke with the werewolves. A necklace was around her neck, when she touched it the young alpha, Damian, seemed to appear out of nowhere. He looked at her with gentle eyes full of concern. He checked her over and began to explain that she had been in a traumitizing situation and it was unlikely she would ever regain her memories...'
Tears filled my violet eyes as I realized I was that young little girl. I had been rescued by David, the kitsune leader. My fiancee had been lying to me all these years. I sat there shakingly, holding myself and trying to keep myself together. My chest felt as though there a gaping hole where my heart used to be, and I could picture Damian perfectly, holding it. Footsteps and snarls were heard. I looked up to see Damian fighting David in a vicious battle. I stared at them both in shock and awe, they were merely a blur of white with small smudges of black. Both realized I was there and transformed into their human forms dutifully. David gasped softly.
"Serena," He whispered. Damian looked around at the scattered beads and fell to his knees. David seemed to notice also. He ran to my side.
"Damian," I choked out softly, tears falling finally. David gripped my shoulder gently but firmly.
"Come along Serena, we need to go," He urged as he tugged me towards the waterfall. He leapt off the edge and I heard the spalsh of him landing. I stood and turned to Damian. His eyes no longer held their usual lust and love for me. Instead it was merely resent. Resent for me having figured out his secret.
"I'm sorry," I whispered as I turned and took a running start, jumping off the waterfall after David and falling to my fate.
--ren
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I lay silently on my bed of coarse animal furs, black hair sprawled in a dark halo around me. I giggled, a grin permanently on my face. Tomorrow was the day. My wedding. I grinned a wide werewolf grin as I rolled onto my stomach, pulling myself to my thin two legs. I giggled and skipped down the cave hall to the entrance and tilted my head back in a cheerful "good morning" howl to the soon-to-be-my pack, Lunar Cloud. Arms came around my waist and I turned around with a soft gasp as I came face to face with my fiancee, Damian. I grinned and pulled my arms around him, snuggling into his perfectly tanned, bare chest. A soft sound of pleasure came from the back of his throat as he picked me up, kissing me gently but yet still full of lust. His lips caressed mine softly and I entangled my fingers into his hair. He continued to repeat my name over and over.
"Rena, Rena, my precious little Rena," He whispered as he pulled away. It was then that I heard the rude hoots and howls and glanced outside, seeing a small crowd of wolves and people laughing. I blushed deep red, embarassed about my display of affections and buried my face into Damian's shoulder. After a moment of recovery, I gave a slight giggled and whipped around with a wild grin to my pack as I raised my head back and a rumble from the bottom of my throat ended with a howl that everyone eagerly returned.
"I love you," I whispered to Damian as I lightly stroked his perfect white wolf ears, my nose touching his. His ears twitched and he closed his eyes with a content smile.
"I love you more," He said with a chuckle that sounded as if a chorus of angels had begun to sing. I sighed softly. Even I had to admit that angels had their good points, even if they were our mortal enemies. The sigh had more depth to it than that. I couldn't stand how different Damian and I were, looks wise. Well, with all the werewolves of Lunar Cloud.
My name is Serena, but my wonderful Damian calls me Rena. My Damian is perfect. Virtually flawless. But me, I still haven't been able to figure out why he loves me. I am far from perfect. Compared to my perfect Damian, I look like a human. Rough black hair, dull violet eyes, pale skin, thin, and somewhat weak. Damian had always been my best friend, but one day he asked me to go hunting with him, a very high honor. Not many were asked to go hunting with this alpha. A year later he proposed to me. And now, I was a day away from my wedding and excited beyond belief.
"Rena, Rena," Damian whispered softly, bringing a lock of my hair to his lips for a moment before letting it go and putting his lips to my neck. I gasped softly and he chuckled gently, lips caressing my neck ever so teasingly. I moaned softly as his fingers began to lightly massage against my hips and I began to lose myself. My fingers dug into his black tresses and I tilted my head back as he continued to plant small kisses on my neck. He began to lightly nibble on the necklace he had given me years ago.
The necklace had black beads and a single wolf fang that was polished white. He had given it too me when I was thirteen. It was the first memory had. Anything prior I couldn't remember. None of us know why, I had merely been told something tragic had happened and would probably never remember anything before I was thirteen. I had always accepted this, figuring I would never know anything else.
One of his hands continued to massage my thigh while the other slowly made circles on the small of my back. He grinned as his toungue lightly flicked across my throat. I gave a small moan and someone cleared their throat abruptly. I jumped and turned to the side, facing my pack. My face heated once again as I realized he and I were still in front of everyone. Damian chuckled and held me up slightly higher.
"Yes, I love this girl. Is it such a crime for me to show her how much?" He asked proudly. One of the more rebellious wolves of the pack laughed.
"In front of everyone it is," He said sarcastically. I shot him a dirty look and he slowly slid into the shadow of a tall tree. I grinned slightly. I was made for this place. I already had everyone's trust and loyalty. I laughed softly and gave Damian a quick peck on the lips and he turned to me, the look of lust having returned to his eyes. He leaned in for a more passionate kiss and I touched my finger to his lips.
"Save it for tomorrow," I whispered tauntingly. His eyes flickered slightly and he raised an eyebrow, a smile curling at the end of his lips. He lightly kissed my finger before I brought it back to his shoulder.
"Anything for you my love," He whispered. I smiled softly. I was about to reply when a long warning howl was heard. A kitsune had crossed the lines. A shudder rippled through Damian and a growl erupted from his throat. His normally green eyes that held lust now held pure anger. He let me down gently and was instantly his white wolf self. A white blur streaked through the camp and he was gone. I sighed softly. This entire war seemed like a waste of effort to me. I slid into my cave and continued to ponder my thoughts.
Damian seemed to have a one-track mind. He only thought about winning this war. He so badly wanted to win against the kitsune. The war had been started when a young kitsune shed the blood of a wolf in neutral land. By law, the neutral land was to be given to the wolves, but the kitsune pled innocent, saying it wasn't the young kitsune's fault. Now, the kitsune were trying to win the neutral area for themselves.
The kitsune were led by a white fox, like we were led by a white wolf. The white kitsune was named "David". In his human form he has thick black hair, white kitsune ears-one with two piercings, the other with a black tip-, and a white with black tip tail. He isn't nearly as gorgeous as my Damian, but he was rather handsome...for a kitsune that is.
Back in reality I brought a hand to my neck and began to fiddle with my necklace. I paced the floor, anxiously waiting for David to return. I finally couldn't take it anymore. I stormed out of the cave, still fiddling with the necklace and went to a waterfall in the forest I loved. I stood at the top and just as I was about to sit, I slipped. My face crashed into the dirt and I heard the soft "plink" of my necklace breaking. Beads scattered and the wolf tooth fell. Instantly a burning erupted in my stomach. I groaned and pulled myself to the river and took a deep drink. I happened to glance at my reflection. I didn't have my ears anymore. Or my tail. My eyes widened. What kind of demon magic was this? My eyes widened as memories flooded my mind.
'A thirteen year old girl was fighting the crowd of school, trying to get to her wall so she could find where she was at. She leapt up, catching herself and pulling herself to the top of the six foot wall. She stood and began to look around. Before she knew it, she found herself tumbling onto the other side. But someone caught her. She looked up into the anxious amber eyes of David, the kitsune leader. She watched him for a moment and saw his mouth was moving, but she had no idea what he was saying. Slowly she slipped into unconciousness.
The next day she awoke with the werewolves. A necklace was around her neck, when she touched it the young alpha, Damian, seemed to appear out of nowhere. He looked at her with gentle eyes full of concern. He checked her over and began to explain that she had been in a traumitizing situation and it was unlikely she would ever regain her memories...'
Tears filled my violet eyes as I realized I was that young little girl. I had been rescued by David, the kitsune leader. My fiancee had been lying to me all these years. I sat there shakingly, holding myself and trying to keep myself together. My chest felt as though there a gaping hole where my heart used to be, and I could picture Damian perfectly, holding it. Footsteps and snarls were heard. I looked up to see Damian fighting David in a vicious battle. I stared at them both in shock and awe, they were merely a blur of white with small smudges of black. Both realized I was there and transformed into their human forms dutifully. David gasped softly.
"Serena," He whispered. Damian looked around at the scattered beads and fell to his knees. David seemed to notice also. He ran to my side.
"Damian," I choked out softly, tears falling finally. David gripped my shoulder gently but firmly.
"Come along Serena, we need to go," He urged as he tugged me towards the waterfall. He leapt off the edge and I heard the spalsh of him landing. I stood and turned to Damian. His eyes no longer held their usual lust and love for me. Instead it was merely resent. Resent for me having figured out his secret.
"I'm sorry," I whispered as I turned and took a running start, jumping off the waterfall after David and falling to my fate.
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