A Renewed Hope(Niku)

[avyuir]

OoC: Usin Lyia my dear =P

BiC: Lyia walked briskly through the green forest. The sun shining down through the leaves onto the cool forest floor. Her wolf trotting along side her. The day was warm, but not hot, and the shade of the trees was cool. Lyia loved these kinds of days, neither too hot nor too cold, they were just perfect.

She figured it was around noon. She had woken up sometime early in the morning, and from the position of the sun, and the slight rumble of her stomache. She sat down underneath a large tree and got some food out of her pack. It was only some bread and some cheese, but it was enough to fill her for now. She also got out some food for Lutai, who happily barked when it was given to her.

"Oh you silly wolf."

Lyia ate her food quickly. Though she did have enough to feed her and Lutai for a few more days, she was running low. Seems I have to go into a human town soon. I dislike going hungry. She sighed slightly, she knew she wanted to reach the next town quickly, much to her dismay, but it felt good to be sitting down. She slowly began to nod off, letting sleep claim her.

~*~*~*~

Lyia looked around, she had been here before. But where was here? Her eyes darted bac kand forth, looking for anything that might signal as to where she was. This place, it was like from a distant memory, one long forgotten. Where am I? Is anyone here? She strained to here for anything, a footstep, a rustle of clothing, but nothing.

"Is anyone here?!?"

No reply came. Lyia took to the air, perhaps she would be able to see something. She flew above the treetops looking for lights that might indicate a city. But nothing. Yet finally, she heard what sounded like whispering and then it became louder, until someone was yelling.

“Thinking he's so damn smart. I’ll teach you no damn day!” the voice yelled. “Don’t follow me and forget you ever met me.”

That voice is familiar, but why. Lyia flew in the direction of the voice. She saw a man there, and another person, one who looked exactle like me? Thats me down there. Lyia's eyes drifted back to the other figure. She felt like she knew him, but she didn't know why.

"Fine then Nephilim! If you don't want my help then so be it! I'm leaving, I don't need your goddamn moodiness!"

"Moodiness! Fine leave see if I care!"

"Ohhh, you'll care Kenshiro! You'll care when you're staring death in its eyes knowing that I could have helped you!"

The other Lyia stretched her wings and took to the air. She was gone within a matter of moments.

Lyia's eyes were still focused on the other figure. Kenshiro, who are you? She felt something grab her, and turned to see what it was.

~*~*~*~

Lyia jerked awake from her sleep. She hadn't realized it. She looked around, it was now getting dark. Seems I must have fallen asleep. Damn, I had hoped to reach that town today. Oh well. Lyia looked for Lutai and found her dozing a ways off. She let out a sigh and then yawned. She might as well go back to sleep.

"Kenshiro . . . . . who are you? Or, should I say, how do you I know you?" She whispered it merely to herself, but not like anyone was around anyways.

OoC: Hmm, sounds slightly crappy/cheesey but w/e. Lets begin =P

[nikuvillain]

OoC: Sorry for the wait, but we care finally being now.

IC: “Bartender, give me the strongest thing you got here,” the young man at the end of the table said as he sat down. Kenshiro didn’t feel much like being around people, he felt he needed it. He laid his head down on the table waiting for his drink. It’s been a while since he last had a drink and he need one more then ever.

“Women problems young man,” the bartender asked sitting down the drink next to the young healer.

“Yeah, of the worst kind,” Kenshiro replied back sitting up, grabbing his drink. “Know any cures for it.” He took a sip keeping his eyes on the old man next to him. Whatever he made for him burned his throat and that feeling felt good.

“You could always tell her yes. You might end up being married, but is that so bad.”

“What!? No, no, no. I don’t mean that kind of problem. Dear god that the last thing I need,” Kenshiro quickly stated before drinking so more. “I want to get rid of all these women that seem to what to help me. They do more harm than good and I end up haven’t to help them in the end. I hate that.”

“Well that is a problem. Most men would love to have women run to them willing to want to be around them, but you want them to go away,” the bartender said almost laughing at the idea of a male not wanting to be around females. “So, you want men to be around you more then?”

“No, I don’t want anyone around me at all,” Kenshiro said glaring at the bartender.

The old man took a step back noticing the glare that the young Nephilim gave. “You ready do have a problem of the worst kind, but it not with females young man. Your loneness will catch up with you and haunt you for the rest of your life. We has humans seek friends to wash away are sorrow, but you want no friends.”

“I believe I’m living that life already and the problem is I still need to fix what I’ve done,” Kenshiro said closing his eyes and resting his money for the drink on the table before walking out of the place. The streets of the town where quiet and cold just to the Nephilim liking as he walked the lonely roads.

[avyuir]

Lyia slept well through the night even though she had her nap in the middle of the day. It was pretty restful too, which was unusual for the dreams she had been having recently. The strange dream kept coming back to her, and during her nap was not the first time she had seen the dream, even though it had been the clearest of them all. She wondered who she was, she felt like she had met him before, but she didn't know why she couldn't put a face to a name. He intrigued her so much that she could barely even stand it.

"Now now Lyia, don't let your curiosity get the better of you . . . " But she was curious, in her dream she had called him a Nephilim, and extinct holy race that used to co-exist with the Heavens. They had all been thought to be extinct, but it seemed that if this one were alive . . . perhaps there would be more.

"Nephilims . . . what a special race they are. Such mystery flows around them . . . " Lyia packed her few things, though it wasn't much and threw on her black cape. She would be heading into town today, one because she needed too and two she needed a bed to sleep on. The cold ground was not helping her back at all.

"Perhaps one day I'll meet this Nephilim, who knows it may be today cause I'm feeling lucky for some odd reason." Lyia started down the grass pathway back to the main dirt road with Lutai following with her brisk little paw steps. Lutai always followed Lyia no matter where they went, even if it was into a town. Lutai began sniffing the ground, picking up a scent of something or someone.

"Come on Lutai, we need to hurry to town, and I don't feel like running off back into the forest. I don't have enough supplies to last us through tomorrow . . . Lutai!" Lutai had dashed off into the forest, which annoyed Lyia to no end. She knew Lutai could take care of herself . . . but she didn't want to leave her faithful pup behind.

"Wolves . . " Lyia grumbled and slowly trudged after her wolf in the direction she had raced off into. But what had peeked her curiosity she did not know . . .

OoC: mmkay, that should do for now ^^

[nikuvillain]

The lonely path of life that Kenshiro walked with one that could easy break anyone. He walked with shame, sadness, sorrow and unforgettable sins that no one should have to live with. Holy dog my a**. I’m nothing anymore. If I was something to start with, he thought as he strolled down the streets. The beer did nothing to help his mood it only made him sadder. He forgotten what it was like to be happy all his memories where pitiful one that only brought sadness to his heart.

“Heart, huh,” he said thought about what it meant to have a heart. It meant nothing to him, but he does know that his is somewhere. Locked away deep within his past never to see the surface of the planted ever again.

Where should I search now for the power I seek? He question glazing over the grassy meadow. He didn’t even notice when he had left the town thinking to hard about what was and what can’t be. He pitiful powers where useless to him and what he want he could not find.

“Grrrggger…”

Kenshiro shot his head up looking for the sound of growling. He could hear it off into the distance coming closer to him. He’d hoped that whatever it was not bleeding or fighting. The smell of blood would only make his day even worst. The young Nephilim sniffled the air smelling the wolves that ran his way. “Woman,” he snarled also being able to smell the lady that followed them.

Kenshiro body glowed bright and he quickly transformed into his true form. He’s sliver wings flipped in the air and he ready them to fly. He could see the wolves and the young lady coming out of the forest. He’d met her before he was sure of it and he wasn’t ready to say hello as he begun to float in the air.

[avyuir]

OoC: just one thing dear niku, only one wolf is present

BiC: Lyia ran quickly as she tried to catch up with Lutai, whatever had her wolfs attention had quickened her pace. Lutai normally doesn't run this fast, I wonder what has peeked her interest. . . Lyia noticed the trees beginning to thin out, she was obviously reaching the end of the forest. Lyia ran straight out into the medow with Lutai, where for a moment she saw a glowing figure that transformed itself into a beast.

"What the hell . . . Lutai get away from that!"

Lutai quickly ran back to Lyia, growling, but not menacingly, almost in a greeting to the beast. Lyia felt as she looked at the beast,s he felt she knew it. But what she could not figure out was why she knew it . . . it had wings, it was glowing with a holy aura. . . . A holy aura . . . . it . . it can't be . . . Lyia felt the pressence of a holy being, the pressence was stronger than even hers. Is this the Nephilim that has been haunting my dreams . . . or is it something else.

Lyia could only do one thing . . . and it would decide if this being were friend or foe, if she would battle to the death with it, or befriend it . . . she wondered if this was him.

"Only way to find out . . . Are you . . . are you Kenshiro the Nephilim, one of the few holy races left within the world?"

Lyia felt stupid for asking, but she needed to know, she needed to know why this being, for if he was Kenshiro, haunted her dreams for the past few months, and what significance it had for her . . .