Well, after playing the Okami games and reading some fanfiction based on it, I decided to write my own fanfiction. A friend (Johnwolf234) graciously allowed me to use his OC in my story. IF you guys read my Wolf's Rain fanfiction, some of the characters may appear here with a slight modification. Although, I'm going to focus on finishing my other story first, consider this a little teaser. Onward to the story we go~

Well, you're not going to believe what just happened to me, and I don't expect you to. My life was pretty normal, well normal is kind of pushing it. At school, I was the type of guy to get in trouble since I always end up in a brawl. It's not even my fault. When I see people picking on other people, I step in. Usually I try to tell them to get lost, but half the time it doesn't work that way. I end up beating the bully to a bloody pulp, then I get sent to the principal's office. I'm not scared of the principal, but when my father hears about it, now that's scary.

I used to live with my mother and father. My father, he's a drunk. He has anger issues, and would often beat me in the series of his mindless rage. My mother however, she was kind, caring and loving. I don't know how a person like my mother and a person like my father met, they're two different people. I really disliked my father, but my mother on the other hand, I loved her. She was like a goddess to me, always emitting warmth and love.

When I was eight, she was caught in a car accident and passed away.

Ever since, I distanced myself from my father. I didn't want to deal with him, or even be in the same house as him. My mother two very close friends, they were called Joey and Fogul. People I've looked up to as my godfathers. They were kind to me, buying me presents for my birthday when my own father refused to do so. Watching over me, picking me up from school. I promised myself when I turned 18, I would move out of my father's house, and probably live with one of them.

Anyways, this one day after being excused from the principal's office, I was walking home wondering how the hell I would tell my father about this. I wore a little black trench coat, cause it reminded me of those detectives you see in movies and a black fedora hat to cover my black hair. I was walking down an alley when I saw a figure shifting in the corners of my eye. I stopped, and leaned in to get a better look.

I saw a white dog laying on its side, breathing slow and steady breaths. Its fur was matted with dirt, and some cuts was visible on its body. What surprised me though, was the strange blue markings on its body. I accidentally leaned in too far, and knocked the top of a garbage can lid over, awakening the creature. It jumped up and snarled at me viciously, revealing sharp teeth. Blue eyes met my blue eyes as I scrambled backwards in fright. After a brief moment, it stopped snarling and stared at me.

"Uhm... I'm not going to hurt you" I said tentatively. Reaching my hand out in a slow gesture, allowing the white dog to sniff at it. It laid on its belly, and stared at me for a brief moment. I took out a piece of my sandwich(which I haven't bothered finishing) and laid it on the floor while stepping away with my hands up. The dog sniffed at it curiously, before taking a bite of it. It barked once, happily.

"Well...uh...see you around" I said, before starting to walk away. I suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder, and I turned around in horror to see my father beside me. His face unshaven and he reeked of alcohol.

"John, what the hell are you doing" he snapped at me, gripping my shoulder and actually hurting me.

"What?" I stammered.

"You know the principal called me today and said you got in a fight" he whispered with venom. "You're going home right now, and you're in some deep trouble."

"Get away from me!" I said, tearing away from him. "I have had enough of this, of you!"

"Don't you dare talk back to me" he said, and punched me across the face. I staggered a bit, and put my hand in the side of the face he punched. The white dog growled at my father, and my father turned to face the white creature.

"What the hell are you looking at?" my father said, picking up a piece of rock nearby and chucking it at the creature. The dog dodged it and leaped at my father. A crowd was starting to gather now, as people watched in horror at the sight of a dog attacking a man. However, my father wasn't weak, he used to be a construction worker. With great strength, he hurled the white creature away and the dog yelped as it landed, a sickening crunch was heard.

I felt a surge of fury in me and I walked up to my father and punched him in the face. "Fuck you!" I shouted as I walked away from him and towards the creature on the road.

"John, don't you dare walk away from me" he screamed after me. "John! JOHN!"

I ignored him as I approached the creature, and noticed that one of its leg was bent in at an odd angle.

"John!" I heard my father shout again.

I turned around again, about to tell my father to shut up but I heard the sound of an incoming truck. My head turned around, and saw the truck coming at us, honking its horn. Out of instincts, I pushed the white dog to the other side of the lane. I was going to roll away from the truck, but for some reason my body became paralyzed. The truck was literally right in front of me now, I could see its headlights. I closed my eyes tightly, awaiting for an impact of some sort but it never came. I opened my eyes, but all I saw was darkness. My head began throbbing, and I felt my body falling to the ground. I think this is what it feels like to die, but for some reason I felt at peace.

A thought raced through my head. Is the dog okay?

Yes.