He was tired, finally, of the same history over the years. His life was a damn cliché. The bad brother craving to see his brother’s suffering but never actually killing him. Al least the ending was not going to be the same. He will not turn good at the last second and then life both of them happily ever after. He was going to kill him this time, no matter the method or the cost, and he was letting himself die later. He never had something to call life. Maybe at first, but that was gone a long time ago. He just killed, hunted, had sex, and stalked Daiken. The first years it was fun, but now, after a century, he was tired and bored. Tanken knew he was never going to change, and he hated life to much to try and live it for the next centuries that may pass over him. Just as he finished the checking of all the traps at the bloody forest, he straightened himself and yawned. He had been working for quit a long time now, maybe weeks. He couldn’t actually count the time as he had been too entertained with the whole traps creation and other dirty tricks he was going to use against his brother. Now he just needed the pray to fall on one of his multiple traps. He would have to go and look for him, and then draw him to this place. He knew Daiken, and it was going to be very easy to put him on the edge of his nerves when he could take a look at him.
Tanken shifted into his black beast and walked slowly towards the city once more. It wasn’t going to be a good idea to get into the Darkness territory if he wanted to draw a single wolf to his own death. He must wait on the city center for him to appear. He had been watching him lately and he had been going to the Shopping District several times in the last month. Maybe that routine hasn’t changed. Once the lights started to appear before his blue eyes, Tanken shifted back and walked like a normal mortal would do along the several lights and streets. Her looked around and moved inside a restaurant. Moving upstairs like a shadow, he opened the roof’s door and walked to the edge, looking down at every being under him. He liked that view, himself above them all and no one actually knowing it. He sat on the corner like a gargoyle and waited patiently for the next hours for him to appear.
It may have been luck, destiny, or the time he waited, but Daiken finally appeared on his sight. Tanken stood up and moved slowly but anxious to the other side of the building. He looked down at a dark alley and jumped to meet the concrete street again. He walked towards the busy street with his hands on his pockets and waited there, in the middle of all the humans walking forwards and backwards worried about their own issues, until his brother’s eyes would meet his and let the fun to roll on by itself.
Tanken shifted into his black beast and walked slowly towards the city once more. It wasn’t going to be a good idea to get into the Darkness territory if he wanted to draw a single wolf to his own death. He must wait on the city center for him to appear. He had been watching him lately and he had been going to the Shopping District several times in the last month. Maybe that routine hasn’t changed. Once the lights started to appear before his blue eyes, Tanken shifted back and walked like a normal mortal would do along the several lights and streets. Her looked around and moved inside a restaurant. Moving upstairs like a shadow, he opened the roof’s door and walked to the edge, looking down at every being under him. He liked that view, himself above them all and no one actually knowing it. He sat on the corner like a gargoyle and waited patiently for the next hours for him to appear.
It may have been luck, destiny, or the time he waited, but Daiken finally appeared on his sight. Tanken stood up and moved slowly but anxious to the other side of the building. He looked down at a dark alley and jumped to meet the concrete street again. He walked towards the busy street with his hands on his pockets and waited there, in the middle of all the humans walking forwards and backwards worried about their own issues, until his brother’s eyes would meet his and let the fun to roll on by itself.