Collar [Sebaciel]

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CIEL P. [P.O.V]

I had just woken up,To banging on my door.It was aggressive,And it made me want to grab one of my many guns..Or all and just shoot whoever.Thats just me being the morning grump I am...I suppose.Huffing,then stomping over to the door and flinging it open.No other then the newspaper guy that came by and gave our news mostly about the wolves new catch,Or the murder.I wasn't even sure this was official,But being curious,I snatched it away and slammed the door shut.All that could be heard was the boy huffing and mumbling before stomping off himself.As I looked through the paper,It came over me that it was time to go to the bakery and then to my parents graves out in the deeper parts of the forrest.Luckily it was a weekend,As per usually it was when
Id decide to tend to the bakery and visit the graves.I would've never done it weekdays anyways because I attend a small school with the other villages teenagers.Thus after reading off the details,Figuring a wash off would be good,heading to the back of my small house,getting a bucket of water and pouring it over my head.I was already in just a simple white dress shirt that was so often worn by me.Thus the actual cleaning came along and I tended to it.

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Now being prepared for the day,I dashed out the door and started off with the day long before I prepared for myself.First the flower shop for flowers,Then the normal shop,After the normal shop,the bakery.I head home then regroup,And head off on the small trip to the graves in the Forrest that belonged to my late parents.I passed by a few worried strangers,And crying families.It wouldn't hurt to drop by the crime scene after finishing my first tasks on hand,but as they did flash by..I'd found himself on the scene,an apple in hand and his red hood pulled up over my head.Inching closer gradually toward the two bodies,I traced an empty gloved hand over bite and claw marks,Dug two fingers into deeper wounds,But was cut short when a feminine hand tapped my shoulder.Then turning to find a middle aged woman teary eyed.

"Please Ciel!Relieve me of this pain and hunt the wolf.We've all pleaded relentlessly!"

The woman begged,If I can recall correctly..This was the mother of the most recent victim as of today,Soma.Everyone knew this day was for the protector of the village.It wasn't to fool with,Everyone acknowledged my short temper so why ask today?The ticking of my watch consumed my mind and pulled me off somewhere a ways off from this one sided conversation.Once I felt a hand on my shoulder,The grip deathly tight..I automatically went for my gun and pulled it out.Mindlessly,It was pushed up against a certain spot between the persons eyes.It was Soma's mother,So why did the grip seem tight?Maybe it's just because I've become frailer.Passing villagers looked at us in awe and some looked enraged.The fake crying started,It was hollow and empty.Villagers raged and Id simply walked away,They knocked stuff from my hands..I saved the flowers though.I started straight to my destination of my parents grave,Gun still clutched in hand.

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After tremendous amounts of walking,I found myself surrounded by..Wolves.A blond one,fairly large.A blond and white one,Somewhat small,And a seemingly cherry colored one,That was small in the adult age..And a way smaller blonde one of them all.As my eyes wondered I didn't seem to notice the largest out of them all and possibly the leader,A pure black one.He has the reddest of eyes that just drew me in.

"Wolves..Wolves!What a great encounter on the way to visit Dead people..Pfft."

I continued to walk by,But was knocked over by the smallest blond wolf.The black one slowly approaching,And all the others growling viciously.Small one jumped off,And the black one basically pinned me to the ground.However that was possible,He turned into a human.He had dark raven colored hair,those red glowing eyes,pale porcelain looking skin,he wore a proper suit and some gloves.He flashed a smile not a friendly one but, a fierce one.He had fangs,But that's what people would call them if he was a vampire.So they were just K9's wayyyy on the sharper side,Fit for a mutt like him.

"I'm not scared improper mutt,Coming a top me like this."

He raised an eyebrow then took my flowers singlehandedly,Then sat up as his legs still straddled me and held me down.Slowly,He started to pluck the petals away.I still had a huge respect for my parents so as he done so,I became enraged.I grabbed him by his chin,Used the small amount of force I had and pulled the gun on him I had hidden in my hood.

"Watch it mutt."

The wolf-man smirked,dropping the ruined flowers.I frowned at the fact he had tested me and I fell for it.The other wolves were in defense poses surrounding us.He jumped off me and turned back into the mutt he truly was.He and his wolf friends just ran off into the many trees,Strangely enough.I got back up,dusted myself off and started again in the direction of my parents graves,Frequently grabbing flowers from overgrown weeds just so I would have some to put down on their graves,It was only a little while longer before I arrived.I kneeled in between the graves and whispered a short prayer.The more I sat in silence,The more the long ago memories built up strong emotions within me,the more tears threatened to fall.I missed them.Gathering small amounts of flowers I created two flower crowns and put them down on their graves.Should I even go back to my village?Or am I shamed because of my panic against the manipulative woman I had encountered.Soon I had settled between the graves,Like I did when I was child and drifted off into a deep sleep.