• Children of destiny. Drawn together by winds of fate and change.


    5 miles in the Black Forest

    The sounds of pattering footsteps through the uneven terrain ring through the forest. A child running for her life as she is chased by a pack of ravenous wolves. Her long black hair kept getting tangled in the branches as she ran. Her garb, comprised of various animal pelts and clothes, gave little protection to the elements and in coming wolf attackers. She panted looking back, her yellow eyes glowed searching for her attackers. She was met with shock, when she saw a pair of fangs were about to bare down on her. She tripped up and just barely missed the fangs. Her screams fill the air as she falls down a steep hill. She landed hard on her back and groaned in pain. Her eyes looking into the darkened skies.

    "Please...someone...help me," she wept silently. Little did this young girl know, she was calling her own destiny. With latent power surfacing for the moment, he heart searched out one who was just as cold and alone as her own...

    Osaka, Japan

    In the cold of the Osaka rainy season, the sound of wandering footsteps splashed in the puddles. This young man's eyes are vacant as he peers through the darkness of his cloak. His body is slightly heavy. His steps a slow trudge. His heart is locked and cold. Lonely and craving what he has lost. The scent of ash will never leave his nose as he continues down his fated path. He can not see what lies ahead of him. Nor dose he care. He thinks nothing of himself. And only wishes for fate to intervene, within his own darkness, he hears a voice weep. He raises his head slowly. As if being called through dark means. His eyes snap to focus as he feels his forward movement halted. With a new found look of surprise he looks at the ground. His feet have been enveloped in shadow. The crawling darkness pulling his body down into this darkness. His struggles seem in vain as he is pulled helplessly into this world of darkness. Leaving nothing on the street he once walked, with but a lonely white feather, which was tainted with black spots...

    morning in the black forest

    Destiny has called forth its puppets. Two wayward souls, who bare but one thing in common, shall bind them for all eternity. Their paths intersect. Their meeting ordained by the almighty ones. No matter if they wish it or not.


    Chronicles of the elements

    Children of Destiny







    Chapter One: meet thy mate


    As the morning sun cast its glow. A young girl lay in a pool of mud. Her garments, panther pelt and loin cloth fashioned out of elk skin, gave her no warmth through the harsh night. She awoke cold and shivering. Her yellow eyes looking in all directions as she scampered to her feet. She survayed her new surroundings. Remembering vaguely of how she wound up on the ground.

    "Wie kam ich hierher? Ich erinnere mich, die Wölfe/ How did i get here? I remember, the wolves," she said softly. She looked around. She sighed to herself and started to walk. On the other side of the forest awoke a young man. He rubbed his head as he came to. His cloak, a dark brown cloth he had found in a dumpster, protected him better from the elements then what he had underneath. He looked around. He stood up and looked at the trees confused.

    "この場所は何ですか？私はさっき大阪で歩いていた。そのすべてのぼかし。闇があった。そして.../what is this place? i was walking in Osaka just a while ago. its all a blur. there was darkness. Then..." he muttered to himself. His head started hurting and he groaned in light pain. He found that he had landed on a rock when he arrived at where ever he was. He ran his fingers through his long black hair and pushed some of it aside. He looked back and forth. Sighing lightly he picked a direction and started to walk. The two strangers walked for a while in variant directions. They both pondering the same questions. The girl sighed to her self and held her arms

    "Das ist lächerlich. mein Leben war gut, bis die ältere sagte dem Dorf über mich. Wie war ich, ich weiß, war die Reinkarnation des bösesten, vile, Person auf dem Planeten?/this is ridiculous. my life was fine until that elder told the village about me. how was i to know i was the reincarnation of the most evil, vile, person on the planet?" she murmured to herself silently. She threw her fists down and screamed at the top of her lungs "Verfluchter Yume Morte! Damn you Yume Morte!"

    With that one burst of emotion she could hear the wolves barking. She had alerted them of her whereabouts. Frightened and paniced she took off running again.

    "でしょ？まさにので騒音でしたか？/Huh? What was that noise just now?" the boy said turning towards the sound of the echoed German. He looked in that direction and started to concentrate. He could hear panting and footsteps over leaves and branches. Also panting and barking from wolves. "私は何が起こっているのかわからない。しかし、誰かのニーズが今に役立つ!/ I don't know what's going on. But it sounds like someone needs help!" he said taking off sprinting. He placed his hand on the brim of his cloak to keep it attached as he ran. His movements quick and nimble. Barely making a sound as he lept and jumped through the forest. The girl ran as fast as she could through the unforgiving forest. The wolves hot on her tail. This time wouldn't be like the last sadly. She was cornered now. Pegged down with wolves growling and snarling at her. The wolves started to shape shift into men. The glared at the girl as they inched closer to her. Their teeth and claws still bared. In this form they were half wolf and half man. Werewolves.

    "Jetzt Yume Morte. wir werden unsere Rache für die Verbrechen Ihnen unser Volk getan haben extrahieren!/Now Yume Morte. we will extract our revenge for the crimes you have done to our people!" the pack leader called to her. She growled and looked him in the eye.

    "zum letzten Mal! mein Name ist nicht Yume Morte. Mein Name ist Kittie und ich weiß nicht, was Ihr redet!/for the last time!!! my name isn't Yume Morte. My name is Kittie and i don't know what your talking about!" Kittie shouted back. The leader grabbed her by her throat and started to chock her.

    "Stille du kleine Winde! Du wirst mit deinem Leben bezahlen!/Silence you little winch! You will pay with your life!" he shouted. He bared her fangs at her. He reared his head back about to bit her head off. Kittie shrilled and screamed at the top of her longs. This was all the boy needed to find her.

    "不死鳥の変換/ Phoenix Transformation" he called silently. The woods was met with an orange glow as his body burst into flames. With this massive rush of heat and power, the wolves looked away from their sought out prey. The pack leader met with a knee to his face. As he recoiled back from the blow he toppled over and watched as in his place stood a young boy, roughly 11 or 12 years old. He had dark red hair, and his eyes matched. He still bore his cloak, but it was now that of a long cape. Upon the boys head were a pair of fox ears that twitched with even the slightest movement. He wore a white shift with red sleeves down to his elbows. Red braces on his forearms with metal plates on the outer forearm. His pants were red jeans and he also wore black and red combat boots. He glared and looked at the other wolves

    "Was ist das Gör denn hier?/Whats this brat doing here?" one of the wolves called out. The boy glared at him not understanding what he was saying. He didn't have to understand them to know that they were threatening a girl. He reached to his back and drew a long broad sword that was almost as long as he was. He held the weapon with both hands and glared

    "Ich weiß nicht, wer du Bengel, aber wir lassen Sie nicht aufhören uns!/ I don't know who you are brat, but we won't let you stop us!" one of the wolves shouted charging the boy. The boy glared with his fiery red eyes and brought his sword up with one hand. Smacking the wolf over the head with the flat of the blade. The wolf backed up and grabbed his head rubbing it. The next wolf charged. The other three with him. The boy glared and sheathed his sword. Smashing his fist into the sternum of the first. As the first doubled over in pain, the boy jumped off his back and spun in mid air. Hitting the second with a corkscrew kick in the face. He landed on his attackers face and jumped again to dodge the other two. He drew his sword and dropped to the ground, cutting the first one in half right down the middle. Then spinning and cutting the second in half at the waist. As his body toppled over the wolf cursed the boy with his final breaths.

    "Meine Leute! Du Scheißkerl/ My men! You b*****d!" the pack leader shouted charging the boy.

    "不死鳥美術：炎の急流ブレード/ Phoenix Art: flame torrent blade" the boy said coldly. His movements made it seem like time slowed down. The blade flowed in a circle and then touched the ground. He closed his eyes and snapped them open. Cutting the wolf 8 times in the form of a star. He then stabbed the wolf leader in the chest and his body burst into flames. The boy kicked the incinerated corps off of his blade and sheathed it. He sighed softly and transformed back. His clothing changed back to a ratty sleeveless shirt, and worn down jeans. His hair changed back to black and his eyes changed to yellow. Kittie stared at him with disbelieving amazement. And at the same time, a look of interest in this person who saved her life.

    "姉は大丈夫ことですか？/ are you alright miss?" he asked looking at her. She gulped and stood up tall. She was roughly the same age range. He examined her and looked a bit weireded out. She had cat ears, and a long black tail swaying behind her. She glared at him and took off running. "待って！/ wait!" he called out to her giving chase. She ran through the brush with the boy on her heels. She looked back to see him still running after her. She didn't see the ledge coming up on her. She ran full speed off a cliff. Her eyes widened and she started to flail. The boy saw and threw his cloak off. She looked up as she fell to see this boy, spread a pair of radiant white wings. He dove after her. He pinned his wings to his body as he tried to feverishly catch up to her. He stretched out a hand and reached for her. She looked at him wide eyed and reached for his hand. Once they clasped hands. He pulled her towards him. He cradled her in his arms and spread his wings as wide as he could. The kickback force of the sudden decrease in speed nearly ripped his wings out, but he endured it. He fluttered and slowly glided down to the ground. Kittie looked at him and felt her face heat up softly. Once they landed he let her down. The two stood in awkward silence for a few minutes. Then both tried to break the silence

    "ので、あなたは誰ですか/so wer bist du?？/so who are you?" they asked at the same time. They then looked at each other strange.

    "Ich kann dich nicht verstehen/私はあなたをわからない./ i can't understand you" they said in unison again. This was getting the two no where fast. The boy looked at her and tried fragmented English

    "speak, engurish?" he asked slowly.

    "ja! My name is kittie! Oh my god i didn't think we would be able to speak at all without it getting lost in translation" kittie said in rapid fire. The boy raised his hand, meaning for her to stop.

    "what's the matter?" she asked.

    "spuiku ritaru ingurish," he stammered out. She nodded.

    "can you tell me your name?" she asked. He nodded.

    "Sanosuke. Yuroto Sanosuke"