Realistic or Modern Generation 8

[PenBlade1326]

Brax sat there, frozen. "Ian I...I.." Was all he managed. "I'll....I'll go wake the others." he said, sounding defeated. Why was Ian acting this way? Must of been the shock and trauma...yeah, that's got to be it. Brax left Ian on the couch, bandages and tended to, he trudged up the stairs slowly, thinking about what Ian said. Brax's fists clenched. He was going to kill Dr. Peters next time he encountered him...he'd make him pay dearly for this. Brax knocked on Harley (@Hi Im Red ) and John's (@wonderboy1234 ) doors as they slept upstairs. "Guys...Ian's back." He said.

 

[Hi Im Red]

I an waited until Brax was completely gone to drop the act he pulled out a phone that was given to him before he left to communicate with the trackers. He typed out a message quickly to one of his men that had the phone: 20 minutes, circle the house then, and wait for my signal. He pressed send and hid the phone away before any of them could come down again. He returned to his act of Ian curling in on himself, hiding his tear stained face between his knees and hugging his arms around himself looking exactly as he did when he was first brought into New Genisis when he was 15. Cowering in the corner of his cell, hugging himself tightly, wishing that he would have someone else.


Harley woke to the faint sound of knocking on her door, she turned slightly, grumbling incoherent curses as she pushed herself out of bed, pulling a sweater over her head as she went to the door. "I'm coming," she groaned opening the door seeing Brax outside the door. "Okay, I know I'm tired, I swear you just said Ian's back."

 

[PenBlade1326]

"He is...h-he's back..." Brax said to her, his face tear stained and pink. He was overjoyed..."He's alive, Harley...and he's okay." Brax said again, now smiling and knocking on John's door.

 

[Hi Im Red]

"He is?" Harley was gone, going down the stairs and went straight to the living room seeing how afraid and meek Ian looked all bloodied and dirtied. "Oh my...Ian," she went over to the couch and sat down next to the scared boy pulling him into her arms. "Oh, god, you look horrible," she muttered looking him over.

 

[PenBlade1326]

@wonderboy1234


Brax watched Harley go down the stairs. He continued to knock on John's door. He finally gave up and just walked into the room. He found John sleeping and sighed, walking to him. "John...get up. You need to see this." He said, whispering into John's ear. Just for reassurance to wake up John, Brax placed a random kiss upon John's sleeping lips before Brax stood and walked to the door.

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony, upon hearing the door open, had woke and had been curiously watching Ian in shock, which he hid behind his usual emotionless face. Something seemed wrong, as if something bad could happen any minute. He ignored the feeling as he let the others celebrate in their own way

 

[wonderboy1234]

Jonathan woke up surprised by Brax's kiss. Oh my...what had come over him? Jonathan threw the covers off the bed and jumped out wearing only a pair of black boxers. He tried to grab Brax before he left the room but...Nope! Too slow Jonathan. Better luck next time.


He rolled his eyes and swung open the bedroom door and yanked Brax's arm backwards forcing him to face John. His nicely sculpted bod was now in full view of Brax. His skin was pale but his pecs and torso where sculpted quite nicely. His biceps where toned along with his calves and the rest of his legs. Jonathan loved the front of his body. There were no scars there (except for the triangle of cigarette burns bellow his right collar bone). Jonathan's back was a different story there were lash marks along the length of his back and there were plenty of claw marks torn into the white skin.


"What do I have to fucking see that's so goddamn important you gotta wake my sorry ass up for?!" Jonathan questioned staring into Brax's sparkling eyes.

 

[PenBlade1326]

Brax observed John. "Uh...uh....what?" Brax shook his head. "Oh yeah, Ian's back. He's back and...alive." He said, joyous, his face still tear soaked though. A thought popped in his head as he freed his arm of John's grip. "Uh John....You're not wearing pants." Brax said, looking the other way. Not annoyed, for he liked the view...just awkward....but damn. Brax couldn't help but blush.

 

[wonderboy1234]

"Why the hell didn't you tell me that sooner?!" Jonathan asked.


Within moments Jonathan pushed past Brax and bolted down the goddamn stairs.


"I'll put some pants on in a minute soldier! That's what you get for waking me up!" Jonathan shouted at the bottom of the stairs up at Brax. He looked at a saw Ian with Harley downstairs.


"Oh my god! He was serious," Jonathan muttered under his breath running over to Ian,"Holy shit! You're alive!"

 

[PenBlade1326]

Brax followed behind John, not taking shame in slightly checking him out as he went down. Brax knelt down beside Ian and Harley on the couch, and beside Johnathon as he stood up. Brax took Ian's hand and gently rubbed it with his thumb. Brax suddenly felt a surge of energy sweep through his mind...something was different about Ian's EM signature...but Brax shook it off, thinking it was a result of what he'd been through. 
Brax noticed John was still in his underwear. This made him...awkward, especially since Ian was back. Brax still felt weird around Ian...his EM signature was making him uneasy. Brax stood up and whispered to John's ear, "I'll get you some clothes." He whispered, and randomly placed another kiss upon John's skin, right on the cheek, leaving a warm spot. Brax was then up the stairs in no time, happy to get away from Ian's EM signature...he then looked for John some clothes.

 

[wonderboy1234]

What the hell? Another kiss from Brax...John had never even kissed Brax in an I'm into you kind of way (the were only ever used to comfort him in bad times) and now Brax had done it twice in like 6 minutes. What was wrong with him?! Wait...what if it was some code. He was looking at Ian when he did it the second time. Was Ian bad? Was this the wrong Ian? He decided to play it cool and see what would happen.


"Thanks," Jonathan said when Brax went upstairs to grab his clothes. He looked down at Ian,"you're lucky to be alive big guy."

 

[Hi Im Red]

Ian slowly stood off the sofa, still 'weak' on his legs, which thankfully -and according to plan- caused him to stumble forward and into John's chest. He was exposed, making him an easier target, that's all he wanted was John to be able to be caught off guard. The trackers had to be set up around soon. And what with the small romance brewing in the group would make his job all the more fun. "John," he said his voice sounding weak and tired, "why didn't you come? I wanted you to come," he said which made his tears start flowing down his cheeks once more, clinging onto John's shoulders to keep himself upright, his newly formed scales scratching long John's bare skin.

 

[PenBlade1326]

Brax quickly found John some clothes he could slip on in front of the others. A pair of well-fitting jeans and a grey v neck tee shirt. Brax hurried back down with the clothes and passed them off to John. "Here ya go," he said, placing them in John's arms. And Brax couldn't deny he actually liked kissing John's cheek...and his lips moments earlier. It was...fun? He then took a few steps back, watching John as he held his clothes, and glanced at Ian and Harley. 
((Sorry, our posts went up like at the same time xD ))


Brax didn't trust this...Ian had said the same thing to Brax himself. He could tell be Ian's EM signature that something was off. He went from being happy to see Ian to cautious, and he then flung Ian back on the couch. "Cut the act, your not telling us something...what the hell's going on Ian?" Brax demanded. "No way you escaped alone...that's not possible. Not in your 'condition.' I don't buy this act...tell the truth, before I beat it out of you." Brax said firmly. He had never been this way...especially not to Ian. Brax was dead serious...something wasn't right.

 

[Hi Im Red]

Ian pulled himself up on the couch, holding one hand behind his back, his face twisted in pain. Ian sniffed and tried to hide his face from him, "I'm sorry," he said looking like the small scared kid that he was. Then the act dropped, "Because for once you are actually right," he said grinning wickedly. Ian shot up from the couch, pulling the dagger from the waistband of his sweats and was on Brax with one blink of an eye. Brax was strong yes, however what with everything Ian had gone through it made him considerably stronger. "None of you come here or I will slice open pretty boy's throat," he said keeping the blade of the dagger held close to Braxton's neck, holding him into his chest with a strong arm. "and for you," Ian whispered to Brax, "you're going to be good, or lover boy will be the first one I kill."

 

[PenBlade1326]

Brax was taken by surprise. He scoffed as Ian pounced on him. "And to think..I cared about you. You sick fuck...I'm gonna kill you." He said, pracitically screaming but not moving to much, avoiding the blade to his throat. "What do you want? Why are you doing this?"

 

[Hi Im Red]

"Oh honey, don't flatter me," Ian drawled, "I've already been to hell and it was beautiful," he said with a toothy grin, though he never really did answer his question, his eyes just turned to Harley, "Hey, princess, come here," he said. "Don't be shy, I have only one knife," he said, satisfied that she obliged, hesitant on her feet as she walked towards him, until she was standing right next to him. "Why don't you go ahead and slip your hand in my pocket," he said with a wicked smirk, as she did as told, pulling out the phone he had to communicate with his Trackers. "Good girl, now I want you to sit back down and press that middle button when I tell you too," he said his smile obviously fake as she went to sit back on the couch, she would fight, however, she was too in shock, this wasn't Ian. She could tell, the Ian that cowered in the corner of is cell every night and cried himself to sleep, was defiantly not this one. She knew the Ian from the cell next to her own even though she never talked to him. One thing was certain, she wouldn't believe that this was Ian no matter what anyone told her.

 

[PenBlade1326]

"Ian...if you're in there...forgive me. You too John." Brax said before planting a huge passionate kiss upon Ian's lips, hoping to snap Ian out of this...whatever it was. Trance? He kicked Ian off of him and flung Ian into the wall. he scrambled to his feet and picked up his staff by the door. "Harley, John, let's move!" He commanded, imitating leadership. He then swung his staff at Ian as he was on the floor, wacking the boy in the face with his staff. He twirled his staff around and readied himself in a stance. Now he had to fight...Ian of all people.

 

[Hi Im Red]

As Ian laid on the ground, he just laughed, "Feisty one, I like that," he said grabbing the phone Haley had dropped sending out the signal to attack, not in the house, that was for him, but after the others. "I really don't appreciate being hit by my pets," Ian said standing up as if the blow hadn't effected him at all, and in a sense it hadn't. He was so numb to pain at this point that nothing hurt him. "Baxton, trying to take up leadership, isn't that sweet? Well you're leading is going to get those two killed, there are at least fifty of my men out there right now, more waiting beyond the forest, there is no chance of survival.


"You don't understand, Ian was a figment of your imaginations, I've been here for one job only, and that is to bring you three back where I will get to have my way before Dr. Peter has his way," he smiled not even trying to show that he would fight back, he knew that he could take Braxton easily.

 

[PenBlade1326]

"Ian...I trusted you....you're evil." Brax said, his voice turning...animalistic. Shark time. "I...won't...let...you...hurt...them..." Brax said, his teeth turning into shark teeth between every word. Brax kicked Ian's dagger out of his hand and tackled him, unleashing several punches into Ian's once-sweet face. He growled, unlike a shark would. He grunted with every punch, making Ian's blood run down his face. He even went as far as to bite him with his shark teeth. Brax was an animal..literally.

 

[Hi Im Red]

Okay, so the bite DID hurt, he couldn't hide that one; however, Ian punched him hard in the nose pushing him off of him. Standing up and grabbing Brax's staff, using his knee to break it in half then tossed it aside before he bent over and took him by his hair and threw him across the room like a rag-doll, hooking his leg behind his knee and yanking his foot out from underneath him just to pull him back up on his feet a new dagger appearing in his hands. "You're so foolish, Ian always carries two daggers," he said holding his arm tightly around his throat and using the dagger to slice a gash across his stomach, letting him go and kicking him harshly in towards the wall.

 

[PenBlade1326]

Brax cried out in pain. "GOD....dammit..." He cried. But, it wasn't the first time Brax was injured. Wait...blood. Brax's blood would send him on a frenzy, like any shark. Brax then forcibly wiped his hand on the gash, covering his hand in blood. He sniffed it, sending his inner shark on a "feeding frenzy", making him spring up. "You're going down." He said before roundhouse kicking Ian's face. he was shocked John and Harley weren't fighting...maybe it was shock.

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony, upon seeing Ian and Brax fighting, jumped Ian from begun with a snarl, sharp claws digging into his shoulders and other claws that stuck from Tonys boots stuck into Ians lower back. The wolf creature hated to see the fighting, but Brax was wounded and the wolf wouldn't let any member of his pack die on his watch, when Tony was perfectly fine, except his earlier leg wound, but that he ignored

 

[Hi Im Red]

Ian actually laughed at the attack, like this was some game -an to him it was. He grabbed Tony's hands pulling the claws out of his flesh and flipped them both, using Tony to break his fall, letting go of his hands and leaving him on the floor as the trackers finally decided to join the figt, not that Ian needed the help anyways. He turned to see Harley coming towards him, however he held out his arm stepping to the side and held her in his arm, spinning her around putting her in a choke hold easily.


"Ian, I know this isn't you," she said gasping for air, not bothering to fight back, "Dr. Peter did this to you, now stop this!" She said her oxygen supply being cut off.


Fine, no more nice Harley, the beast was here. She took her claws an wrapped them firmly around his forearm, yanking his arms off of her neck. She spun him around, taking his arms and yanking them down, hearing a sickly pop in ine of his shoulders as she did so.


"That tickled," Ian said standing up popping his shoulder back into place with a grin. When and if Ian came back he was going to be in a lot of pain. He sent a kick to her stomach sending her bak into the couch and turned to Braxton once more, "Just you and me, sweetheart, and I think I'll take you home as a prize," he said with a smirk. Readying himself for another fight with the shark hybrid.

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony howled as his claws were ripped out, leaving his hands bleeding. He silenced as his head hit the floor, dazed. Shaking himself he threw himself at a tracker, this time using his sharp teeth instead of his missing claws

 

[PenBlade1326]

Brax looked at Ian, a menacing look on his face. Shark mode: activated. He'd take pleasure in this fight...he was forgetting it was Ian, instinct taking over. Brax wouldn't be taken easily. He pounced on Ian, struggling with him and slamming his head into the had wooden floor. Brax basically beat him into the floor. He took a second to look at Harley as she lay on the couch, wind knocked out of her. "You'll pay for that one..." He snarled and lunged at Ian, full force, his fists making heavy impact on Ian's chest.