I've decided to write this out as a long story, hence the chapters.
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Chapter One
Waiting~
We were all given a purpose.
Unlike the dogs and canines of the wasteful and useless other world, Earth, we on Htrae had purposes.
We were spirits, all of us.
We were born, though, like Earth's dogs. Useless, worthless, powerless. We lived our lives for some time before given a purpose. On earth, dogs are companions to, non-existent to us, 'humans'. On Htrae, we have only canines, so we are servants to no one but the alpha spirit.
But unlike our servant opposites, we go to teachings. In these teachings, we learn about spirits, how to be one, the laws of spirits, the consequences for breaking a law. We go to teachings every day for twenty years, until we are learned. Something also different from Earth dogs, we live well into our thousands. Therefore, being 50 is very young for us, yet on Earth they would have been well expired.
When our time in the teachings are done, we are assigned and graced with a spirit. Those with the same spirit are paired in groups of two to help each other. It is the time when the likes of us grew the most excited.
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I waited eagerly for my name to be called. Our spirits were given by our teachers, who, for twenty years, watched us and learned about us. Then, from our actions, attitudes, and likings, they gave us a spirit they found fit. I hadn't an idea what mine would be. Unlike the element dogs on the world of Herat, we were not limited to ten or so choices. The spirit list ran on and on, endless almost. So I just waited, tapping my foot on the ground quickly, not meaning to, only out of anticipation.
I suppose it must have gotten irritating, for a threatening, lone voice slipped through the air.
" Quit it. "
I felt a pressure that ceased the tapping, looking down to find a paw foot on mine. I hadn’t bothered to look who was sitting around me, at the time I had been focused only on myself and my soon-to-be-spirit. Glancing up with an apologetic face, I caught the eye of a male dog, Dur. Suddenly my body racked, flinching away, almost. I took my foot from his quickly, yanking it as to free myself. I sat motionless then, sitting as far from him as possible.
Dur was two things to me.
And both of them frightened me.
A, his parents were demon spirits. Even though two demon spirit parents don’t always make a child like themselves, sometimes they could. Dur seemed…alright, I suppose. He wasn’t mischievous like most young demon spirits, didn’t try to inflict pain or tricks. He was, instead, very…quiet. He didn’t talk much. He just sat and listened. Ominous, really.
And B, I always felt something for him. Most of the time it was a feeling of being driven away, that I didn’t want to be around him. He scared me.
But at the same time,
I felt in the smallest
area that I
loved
him.
And that’s what scared me the most.
{ to be continued.
also, no, this will not be some gooey love story.
You should know me better, all of my stories contain at least one death. x3 }
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Dur { Do-ur} m) xx (f Kirives { Keer-a-vess} 
Diamond The female devil for Halloween. 
Diamante the male devil for Halloween.
the man who loves stirring up trouble
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