Clouded Vision

Clouded Vision, Chpt 1

The picture to the left is Vincent, drawn by me! I'm sorry, it's not very good, but I figured it's better to have a bad pic straight from the mind then a good one that's not wxactly rite.

It was in the most desolate, spiritless ally way that Vincent stalked and wandered in the shadows, chasing nothing, but hoping to find something to eat. He wore a black trench coat, paired with old faded jeans. Under his trench coat his chest was bare. Under a mop of thick black hair hid a strangely unnaturally yellow eye. The other was cloudy and lifeless, like a witch's crystal ball, harmed in some mysterious accident. He screamed to any human with common sense to be dangerous. As if having one dangerous form wasn't enough. Across the street a fast food sign glowed dully, the bright color fading in and out lazily, but it was enough to make Vince's stomach complain with a stunning blow. Vince grasped it, slightly grimacing, and reached into his pocket. Out of it came a couple of dimes and a quarter from the generous donor of a trash can. He gave a frustrated groan and his hand closed around the coins. Vincent shook his head, wondering how long it was since his last meal. Oh well. It was too dangerous to go in there anyway. Vince continued to stroll through the allies aimlessly, unable to find peace of mind. When the human smell-which seemed to be constant somewhat left his nostrils, he sat on the floor, scattering rats. They paused, staring at him with their beady eyes, and resumed eating their scrapes, Vincent growled, offended that even rats didn't bother to fear him now, but they ignored him. Too tired to call his bluff, he instead leaned back and closed his eye. There was no use closing the other eye, since all it saw was constant darkness.

"A month." He thought with despair. The simple sentence tied his innards in knots and left a hard lump in his stomach. "They've been dead a month." A mere month ago his pack, the last one on Earth had been hunted and killed off. The pack that accepted him despite what a monster he was; what he had done to his own mother. They simply accepted him without question. But now he was a stranger again, but with more painful memories burdening his mind. The long to howl to the dear moon overwhelmed his body, racked it with the longing, to express his pain the only way he knew how, but it was immediately suppressed. Howling was almost as dangerous as changing. During the night a human's fear grew immensely stronger. A mere howl could bring hundreds of animal control with their imaginations running wild. Even if humans thought they were the most dominate species, their instincts knew better. They knew Mother Earth wasn't content with letting a species rule unchallenged. Even after him, along with his species was dead there'd be a new, different species to take his place until the human race finally toppled.

Vincent lifted his head to think, when in that second there was a very small gasp. Vincent's ears perked up at the noise. "Damn." He thought, lowering his head so that neither of his eyes were visible to the stranger. Under the covering of black hair Vincent listened closely. No sound could be heard; not even the shuffling of feet, meaning whoever had gasped was still there watching him.

"Hello?" Vincent called, deciding to play an innocent homeless person.

There was no answer. Vincent bit his lip nervously. Maybe the human thought it was the one in trouble, but in actuality it was him. Only if the human attacked, which it wouldn't, would Vince attack. Even if the human suspected something, a dead body was a lot harder to hide than a truth full of lies. But there was a strong chance, either way that Vince would be in trouble.

Eyes peered out at him, and he met the gaze. The eyes belonged to the face of a girl, about the age of eighteen, with bright blue eyes, glowing skin and short hair so bleached it looked almost white.

"I didn't mean to scare you." Vincent spoke softly, hoping to make himself seem less frightening.

The girl's eyes widened with utter terror and backed up a couple steps.