Born from the Shadows - Chapter IIIThis particular winter night was rather chilly, when Cloud sped through the gloomy city on his trusty motorcycle, nearing tonight's final destination. The road ahead of him illuminated by street lights, and the beclouded sky promised rain and obscured a full moon.Born from the Shadows - Chapter III by Rhoey
It was hours past sunset, and Cloud could barely wait to finish this last mission; all he could think of was a nice, hot shower to soothe his aching, frozen muscles, a bite to eat, and a good night's rest; anything to forget all about today's events. Yet, he could not stop thinking about Vincent's cryptic words. His tone had bothered him, as though the man had been hiding something. Cloud's mood had deteriorated throughout the course of this hectic day, and riddles were the last thing he needed. However, asking would have been futile; knowing Vincent's nature, he would have simply hung up before he had the chance.
"There is something you ought to investigate.”
"What's he even on about? I'm just a delivery guy,
Born from the Shadows - Chapter IIThe snow storms up north were not to be trifled with, especially for those who wandered alone in the vastness of the winter wasteland stretching far into the horizon. Its lethal icy gusts, and the headwind of snow provided a ceaseless barrage of a thousand numbing needles, obstructing any vision of one's surroundings. Knee-deep snow hindered all movement; one could easily fall victim to wild animals on the prowl.Born from the Shadows - Chapter II by Rhoey
Such was the case on this stormy day, when an elderly gentleman, driving back to his village on his trusty snow scooter, was sidetracked when he spied an unusual number of wolves gathering in one spot. They seemed undisturbed by the loud roar of his vehicle. A peculiar heap in the snow caught his attention, which the animals appeared to be closing in on. A carcass, he thought. But being hunters, these canines normally ignored a cadaver.
Even so, the many uses that a dead animal could serve were too significant to pass up on; it meant new leather, or a new pelt, and since this