It's not all Black and White (being edited)

The Dream

New story YAY yeah i know my other stories havent really been updated in a while but im going to be online more now that i have a house and internet but till then here is somthing i came up with while living at a friends place its set in the same world as the HavenFalls series but the characters dont interact in fact Shiro doesnt even know it exists. the chapters of this story will only be short okay peeps i hope you enjoy rate, comment, vote whatever :P

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~-~Shiro~-~

It always starts the same way,

I'm back in Venice standing on a bridge above the river it took me a few nights to recognise it as Venice though. The once beautiful city was bleak and gray, the stone walls seemed to crack and crumble at my touch.

i try to swallow but my mouth was dry and my tongue felt like sandpaper. The whole place seemed to emit danger, i had to get out, i needed to run.

I run through the crumbling streets like the devil is at my heals, all i can feel is a dark presents behind me. I just want to run faster to get out of Venice but my legs feel like lead, they just keep getting heavier till i can barley move them.

Suddenly as i put a heavy foot down the world shattered like glass, breaking away as i fall.

There was nothing below me only darkness, i get a sinking feeling in my chest as i fall into the nothingness and just when i hope the nightmare is over i hit the dark water, The water burns my skin like acid. I don't know how that worked, all i know is that i was on fire as i drowned.

The acid works like bleach draining the colour from me till i was as bleak and gray as the dead ruins of the city. i watched the colours flow up as i sank to the bottom of the dark water.

That's the point where i shoot up finally awake covered in a cold sweat and my heart racing, I sit at the end of my bed taking deep breaths to calm my heart. Once my heart stopped beating like a drum i looked over at the bright red numbers flashing on my bedside table.

Its only 5:13am, i yawn cracking my neck and then my knuckles, there's still a fair while till my next call from Conrad. falling back onto the bed i groan, the thought of seeing him is worst than being up so early and it made me want to bang my head against the wall repeatedly. I close my eye but its pointless to try and go back to sleep after that dream.

i never can.

Rubbing my eyes i pull myself out of bed and looked around the bedroom, its pretty empty with only the basic stuff king single bed, wardrobe and a slightly messy desk. The rest of my place has the same non-lived in feel as my room, truth be told i don't spend much time here its really just a place to sleep.

I move through my empty apartment like an insomniac, well i guess i kinda am. I'm up nights whenever I'm working a job for Conrad but my nocturnal schedule tends to carries into my days off and if i want to keep my second job at the bookstore i've got to be awake during the day. It sucks but i need both those jobs to get by.

Making myself a hot cub of tea and a bowl of cerial didn't really do much to pass the time, so i got dressed in my usual old jeans, singlet top and a giant black hoodie. I take a quick look in the bathroom mirror as i brush my hair and grin I'm not exactly what you would call normal looking, sure i look like a normal person bright blue eyes, lightly tanned skin, slightly below average build and a little on the short side, I'm only about 5'3 max.

My abnormalities start with my hair colour its stark white, not light blond full on white but that's the last think most people notice when they look at me, the first is my ears followed by my lovely tail both match my white hair.

The traditional Japanese term is Kitsune but these days people just call me and my kind fox demons. Were basically human just with fox ears, a tail and a small amount magic. We also live longer than normal, something that didn't help my kind since most are dead.

I crack my knuckles, a bad habit of mine, before walking out the door. If i cant sleep and there's nothing to do then there is no point in sitting around bored so I'm heading for the roof. I live on the 6th floor in a pretty empty apartment block and since there is no one else living on my floor so Ive claimed the roof as my own.

I'm walk along the edge of the roof for a while before stepping off and landing rather gracefully on the fire escape.