Unheard Memories

[Chez]

Chez's dark-hued coat blew as a breeze passed the looming castle that stood firmly on the ground platform in front of him. His tail was slightly drooped, for he seemed to see images in his mind that were not his own. Memories of a wolf who he didn't know, but somehow knew the varg as Demon. Memories and images of the black wolf, pinning him to the ground, snarling as he felt wounds in his side and chest. He couldn't get rid of them, and looked to the ground with closed eyes.

"I can't beleive what Zei has been through." He somehow knew that he had been in a war against two sides of wolves before he had came. Zei had suffered greatly, and Chez now knew what the scar on his muzzle and chest were from.

No vargs were around at the moment, and he laid on his haunches, listening to the wind as it passed. Above him, he heard nothing exept for the wind, as it passed the large castle.

[Wolfbane]

The ghostly presence of one who should not be swept through the castle. His eyes were the stars that adorned the great sky, his breath the chill wind that caressed every stone. The eerie noises that echoed through the cavern like rooms were his footsteps, and the seering hot sensation that one was not quite alone was his presence. Wolfbane lurked in the castle this night, and Wolfbane had found something that amused him. His eteranl form hovered above the lonesome wolf. Throwing back his head, he howled, the wind picking up in both volume and ferocity as it soared with his voice.

[Chez]

Chez jerked at the sound, sighing. "I'm hearing things," He muttered to himself, and as he closed his eyes, Zei was there.

Chez.

The voice echoed through his head.

"Yes...?" Chez answered in his mind, watching the form of Zei.

It is me. We must be in contact. I sense fear. He closed his eyes tightly.

Chez did the same. When he opened the,, he saw the darkness around him.

[† Demon †]

It had seemed like an eternity. Every night away from the place she had grown up seemed like torture. Yet, now she had returned, and her first thought was not of her so-called family, it was to visit the only place she felt safe. The castle of man's creation.
With swift steps, her ebony paws swept at the frosted earth, plumes of frozen breath parting from her jaw as she sprinted towards the stone outlay of the building. An occasional twitch was noted by her left eye, the scar of crimson red still upon it. But, even without the mark of her past, this she wolf could still be placed in a category labelled pure evil.
Her eyes seemed to have a mind of their own. Sprayed with poison green, and speckled with amber, they appeared to glare at anything and everything that got in their way; causing her to have a pathway of slaves before her, causing her to forget the pain and hurt of a long and twisted history.
Lost in the depths of her mind, it was only when she felt the cold sensation of concrete against her pads that she knew for definate that she was home.
The same blackness surrouned her. The same scents floated up her sensitive nostrils. The same emotions filled her, and the same cruelty flowed through her, as though calling out to her. demon... demon... welcome home it seemed to whisper, causing her to feel slightly light-headed, but it soon passed away- leaving her smirking coldly in the shadows.
Pacing carefully, her eyes thinned slightly, claws making a small chink on the floor in unison. Peeling back her lips, she kept her tail held high; growling loudly as though to mark her arrival. As far as she was concerned, nothing or no one could lower her status now. She was a free wolf... returning home to the place that flowed in her veins, forever.

[Chez]

As the claws clicked along the passageways, they echoed into the neraby auds of Chez, who turned to the castle and padded in. Just cub tales, he told himself, for the howl had really jolted him away from jolly-land.

As the clicking got closer, he stopped at a passageway that was near Demon's form, and he turned it causiously. As soon as he recognized the ebony form of Demon, he stopped in his tracks, and crawled into his 'hiding spot'. He was not afraid of Demon, but he preferred to stay away from the varg. The memories of Zei still haunted his mind.

[† Demon †]

[glow=black,2,300]Smirking, she saw a glimpse of a wolf before her. Yet, what really amused her cold, heartless form was the fact that he tried to escape the fury of her hatred by blending into shadows.
Pacing a few steps more towards the creature, her smirk twisted into a cruel smile. Sneering, she slowly parted her ebony lips. "Well, well, well.... what do we have here?" remarked the she wolf darkly, making no attempts to hide her hatred of this wolf. Cousin or not, there was something about him that reviewed Zei.
Hearing no reply, but the voices of silence, she again spoke. This time her words were harsh, and full of a bloodlust; which made her form match to her very name. Demon.
"You are someone that acts more like a chicken than their own kind. You bring shame to the ones called Putnar. You are a waste of space in the eyes of the Gods... and you still have no courage to show your pitiful self to me..."
Smirking, her eyes sparkled with darkness, her claws clentched the concrete. And with a smirk on her jaw, she lifted her head to the ceiling, and released a sour howl, never once removing her eyes from the form so frightened before her.[/glow]

[Chez]

Chez snarled. Ivory canines reflected off moonlight that had found it's way into the castle, and they glimmered.

"Shame, is what I have been living under for years," He spoke finally, emerald optics staring at the ebony wolf in front of him.

"Pushed under memories of hatred and cruelty." He sat on his hind legs, still staring at Demon.

"But I've left that world," He snarled, and moonlight created a glimmer to his optics for a moment.

"I am in the world of the putnar now, and shame nor name has no effect on me. What really matters is what is trapped in a soul. Trapped, for some wish to not let it free. For me, it is to be free, and live with a family." He stood up, and began to pace. "Call me anything you want, but I will not change in any way. All you want is hatred to feed off of, someone to eat off of s\and to understand you. You just want someone like you."

[† Demon †]

[glow=black,2,300]Demon's eyes sparkled as the words bounced off her like raindrops in a summer storm. She could not hold in her laughter. As her cruel laugh echoed all around her, she smiled with malice, and took a small step towards the opposing male. Smirking, her words followed.
"Oh, Sikla, Sikla, Sikla... you have my pity. Hiding in a shadowy pit with only your memories to comfort you... with only your pathetic excuses to hide behind a fake identity..." Sneering, she was amused when the moonlight filtered over her, giving her an awesome demonic glow. Taking another step forward, she circled the male as though to judge him.
"You are worthless... weak and undeserving... but i can change that.. i can make you better... just fear me, love me, do as i say... and the world will fear you as they fear the one called Wolfbane... they will honour, respect and love you like no other.... and i can give you it on a silver plate..." Smirking, she watched. Watched and waited for the wolf to make his final choice.[/glow]

[Chez]

(Chez is like Zei, I don't use my posts as a referance for how old my character is.)

Chez ignored the words.

"Weak, some are. But the body is the curse, a mind a gift. Some just have to look harder."

His emerald optics glittered as more moonlight spilled into the castle.

"There, you want someone like you. You want someone that people fear and respect."

"And true identities, no wolves have ever given their trues. Only fakes, and even underneath the one you see as true, there is more."

"You have not let out your identity, either. The memories of pain in your childhood; it,too i
s feeding off hatred and fear you supply by doing the same to others.

[† Demon †]

[glow=black,2,300]A smile crossed her lips. Teeth glinted as they peered from their ebony cave. "Harsh words darling, Harsh words..." Her voice was cold yet in the depths lay some understanding. It was true. Her childhood had some effects of how she had become; yet that was all she had now. Her cruelty.
Sneering at her deepest thoughts, she glared into the eyes of the wolf before her. "Why this burning rage towards me.. Chez? We could be friends you and I... we can help each other.."
Smiling lightly, the glitter in her eyes faded. For a moment, she was paralyzed. The memories of her past loves locked into her mind like a plague. Yet, soon she washed it away like her once cares that had rested so peacefully in her shattering heart.
Looking back up Chez, she sat motionless on her haunches, no movement made for what seemed ages. Then, a slight flicker of her tail on the concrete made an echo around her. Demon growled under her breath, and watched Chez carefully; making sure he didn't try anything smart.
"So, what do you say?" she growled after another long awkward silence, "Do you want to end this pointless quarrel, or should I make it easier for the both of us, and kill you right now?" Smirking, the thought of spilling his blood brought glory to her lips, yet hastily the mists of evil was blow into a locked corridor in her mind, as she continued to watch; never once removing her poisoned gaze from the optics ahead.[/glow]

[Chez]

Tail flickered, and Chez did not move. Emerald optics stared at the green ones that hovered in front of him. "You know, Zei...he never felt connected to you."

"Perhaps of the childhoods of death and harsh memories...you both had them. He just5 didn't feel it was right, and one moon after your seperation he left, in seek of a real family."

"That is what I long for, and I know you will not be able to give me that."

[† Demon †]

[glow=black,2,300]Demon tilted her head to the side. "A real family..." mocked the she wolf coldly, "there is no such thing..." Smirking, she continued her rant, her voice increasing in volume word by word, sentence by sentence.
"It is built on lies and false trust. There is no such thing as a real family. Each one is the same. They will all throw your love and care back in your face eventually. You are better off alone with one or two wolves by your side. A friend, and an alliance. ..." Sneering, she winked at the male, and stood slowly on her paws.
Turning her back on him, she took a few paces towards the winding staircase. "Of course," she growled, halting and looking back at the shadowed figure, "If you wish to know more about me, and the .... real me. I am offering you to walk with me for a while... after all, suns away from my home lands.. i do feel rather lonely..."
Smiling sweetly, and honestly to the wolf, she continued to walk. Knowing someone, somewhere would hear her silent call, and realize her pain was more than a reason to kill, fight and be a heartless she wolf nowdays.[/glow]

[Chez]

Chez nodded slowly. "All right..." He growled, and trotted to where Demon was.


(Sorry, really crappy post.....)

[† Demon †]

Lol. its okay, this one isnt exactly brilliant either...

[glow=black,2,300]Demon smiled darkly. "...Excellent..." hissed the she wolf, before taking a few paces up the stairway. Looking back in short and silent glances, she made sure the wolf kept following. "Hurry up," growled Demon under her breath. Reaching the top of the stairs, the she wolf gave a deep sigh. The smell of winter mist was so thick in the air, that it could almost choke you if you breathed in too much. Sneering to herself, she poised herself in the darkest and most comforted corner of the room; drops of rain seeping through small windows and holes in the crumbling walls.
"So," she drawled finally, optics fixed on Chez, "What is it you want most.. ?" [/glow]

[Chez]

"The same thing you long," Chez told her firmly, planting himself a few meters away from the ebony varg in front of him. "One who understands me." His ears flickered as wolfsong crossed the castle; he peered out an old stone window and saw the full moom hovering where they were. Emerald optics never left Demon's as he awaited her reply, tail brushing across the rock floor.