CHAPTER ONE: THE COMING OF A STRANGER

Katana wasn’t sure how many days it had been since she had left. She had still not found the one she had been sent to find in the first place. Katana had come from a wondrous place that the people of this world called Paradise. Ever since she was a pup she had been told by the elders of her pack that she was the chosen one. She was to venture into the real world and find the one that was known as the White One. She had been traveling across the country trying to find at least a small lead as to where he might be. She had come to a small city, but did not plan on staying there very long. She couldn’t explain it, it just seemed to have a lonely smell and feel to it. Today was the day that she had planed to leave on. Something had made her put it off to the last minute though. She could not figure out why she wanted to stay longer. She just had a feeling that she needed to stay.

Right now, she was lying in secluded junk yard trying to sort out these strange feelings. Suddenly, she caught a small whiff on the little wind that came into the city. She recognized it immediately. It was the smell of a wolf. She got very tense until she saw what color the wolf that had wandered into the junkyard was. The male wolf was… Pure WHITE! The wolf that was walking by stopped dead in his tracks. They stared at each other for what seemed like hours. Then Katana realized that something was very familiar about this wolf. Then it hit her like a lightning bolt on a thunderous fall day. This was the wolf from the legends. “The White One!” she said in pure aw of who stood before her.

“What did you just say?” questioned the white wolf in surprise.

“Oh! I’m terribly sorry. You just took me a little by surprise, that’s all. I called you the White One… that’s how I grew up learning your name.” Katana answered very nervously.

“What do you mean that’s how you learned my name? And also, who are you?” the other asked, a little confused that a complete and total stranger supposedly knew him.

“Please excuse me, my name is Katana, and I come from the place that those of your world call Paradise.” The white wolf looked absolutely stunned. “I guess this must be pretty shocking. Please let me explain. When I was a newborn pup, the elders of my pack chose me to be the one to come here and find you. As you probably already know, you are the one that is supposed to be able to open the Gate to Paradise. I was to come here and help to guide you and your pack to the Gate. If you don’t mind me asking, what is your real name?” As she had suspected, it took the White One a while before he was able to answer her. When he was finally able to answer her, he was still a little star struck.

“My name is Kiba. I’m not sure what to think of what you have just told me. I do know that I am supposed to be the one to open Paradise. As for my pack,” suddenly Kiba grew very soft voiced, “they are all dead. They died the last time we tried to find Paradise.”

“I’m so sorry. I mean to say that with as much feeling as I possibly can. I should know better than anyone what it’s like to lose anyone who is close to you. But, my mother always told me that you should not dwell on the past; that you should look at the past as a way to help determine what not to do in the present. So tell me, what do want to do about all of this chosen stuff that we seem to have gotten ourselves tied into?”