Street Kids

*I continue you to smile at May* Arrogant yes I am thankyou for noticing it as for not fearing her well you're either extremely brave or extremely stupid, I'm leaning towards the latter, listen to me you foolish child you have no clue what kind of battle she's fighting and I don't mean fighting everyday she's fighting every second, for the untrained that beast will become stronger taking more and more control everytime she releases it, and without help she will kill someone it may not be you but it will be a human and then there is little to be done for her without a pack to guide her and reign her in every kill will turn her more and more into a monster...So why don't you keep your little ideals of what you think we are and what we are capable to yourself, just because you read a few books doesn't mean you know a damn thing about us..And you just called me arrogant, child I'm over 116 years old I think I know what I'm saying and in the end I'm trying to save your life..Look at her do you call what she's doing control? Cause I have news for you it's not that is fear and granted part of it is fear of me but deep down she knows what she is really scared of is losing control and attacking one of you. And for the record I've not lied to Sheena in fact I've kept my word this entire time, no one is hurt and unless Sheena has a question for me I will leave you all in peace. By the way you might want to get that little one off the floor cause they are disgusting, probably not a good idea to eat here after all.
 
May turns to look back at Christian, raising an eyebrow in disbelief. Her bitter, snappy tone is back in an instant as she speaks to him once more, "Excuse me sir? Do you seriously hear yourself?" Her eyes narrow and she looks like she wants to rip your heart out. "Yes. I admit I have no clue what Sheena is going through, I can tell it is certiantly not easy just by the time I have spent with her. But I also never said I knew what she was going through. As I stated earlier, it is completely her choice if she wishes to go with you or not." She picks up on his next mistake, "Also, I haven't 'read a few books' I've dated an Alpha before, a bit like you actually, and I got my information from him. As I said earlier, it's no-where near enough to know what Sheena's going through, and I know that." She then smiles, but it is not a kind smile, it's bitter-sweet. "Save my life?" She chuckles darkly, "Even if Sheena was to wolf out and attack me, which I deeply doubt, I know I would be able to hold my own and you can't assume that I wouldn't be able to just by looking at me, sir." She leant forward now, her grey eyes switching rapidly to a crimson red, just to keep him on his toes. "And yes, may I point out. You have lied during the course of our beautiful chat. If you are able to think back to your own words, Christian, you'll remember how you said to Sheena, that 'unlike her' your friends don't fear you turning and eating their faces" She leant back again, staring him down with her eyes that were now back to grey, "Now, of course I have no idea about your own 'friends'" She put air quotes around the word friends, "But I know that I do not fear Sheena in the slightest." She smirked lightly, her shoulder brushing Sheena's, worrying about her reaction to all of this. "There you go, lie number one. We done now?" She glanced to Caroline, worry in her gaze now, before she looked back to Christian ice in her gaze, "She can move if she wishes. I think your display of guns has frightened her. Another reason I am getting a bad first impression of you."
 
Macal:


*Sighs* I was wrong you don't have any manners after all child and really do you and your friend think that I'm impressed at your trick with your eyes. Now sit down and shut up little girl this is a family affair and be grateful this isn't the old days cause if they were you all be dead right now and I'd still get to talk to Sheena. Don't ever test me child just because you did the nasty with an inferior Alpha doesn't mean you know anything, and just because you're to stupid to be afraid of her doesn't mean I lied. Sheena you know my words are true you know that right now you're struggling with the wolf and none of these people can help you like I can, you know as long as the wolf goes unchecked one day maybe soon maybe not you will kill and it may not be one of them but it will be someone and only I have the resources to protect you if that happens..So Sheena who do you fear more me or what you can and will do without my help. *Looks to Vince* I'm ready to leave please have my car ready to go and compensate the good people that work here I'm sure my little meeting has cost them some well needed tips. *Vince bows and turns to the cash register opening it up and placing a large roll of money inside it before walking out the door*


Not exactly the reunion I pictured in my head and I admit things went wrong and they were my fault, for that Sheena I apologize, so if you don't have any questions for me I'll be on my way.


Sheena had listened to the back and forth between Christian and May in silence, her head spinning, barely able to hear their last several sentences, to wrap her head around any of this at all. Christian...Christian had known her mother. He had liked her mother...wanted her, even. Her mother had rejected him? Her mother...why would her mother choose Sheena's father over him, when her father was...well, himself? Did that mean Christian was worse?


He said he could have saved her. He said...if Christian had been with Sheena's mother instead of her father, then Sheena could be with her. But then...wouldn't Sheena have never been born?


He says she is exceptional...almost royalty...just what her cousin had said, when she came to help her so briefly, much to briefly to truly be any help at all. He says he can train her...help her control herself...


He says she is disgraceful. Disgraceful, and scared...he can see her fear, despite her efforts to conceal it. Disgraceful...afraid...DISGUSTING...it's always with her, no matter what she does.


He says she will kill...that she will hunt...that she will have no control, when the full moon comes. And Sheena knows this could be true. The first few times of the full moon, her cousin had come to basically lock her up, not allowing her near other humans, then left her when it had subsided. Last month, her cousin had not come. Last month....last month, Sheena had awakened with blood beneath her nails, and prayed that it was animal.


What if she did hurt someone now...what if she killed them? What if she killed May?


She stares at the gun Christian is showing her, even as her hands close around the paper with his phone number, her heart seizing at the sight. She will not take it...she will not even touch it. Not now, not ever...


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Blood, blossoming across his chest, a surprisingly high scream...VV's sobbing,VV's grasping hands, "No, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I'm sorry, Legs, sorry..." warm blood against her hands, sticky, damp, rolling eyes, limp....weak pulse beneath her fingers...


Abruptly Sheena stands and heads straight for the door, looking ahead, not turning back. She has the number still in her fist but has left the money behind. She has no destination in mind...but she can't stay here.


Disgraceful....


The gun...


She'll kill someone....


Six days...


Mom. Mom...she could have lived. She could be alive. She could...


She could have never been born. Maybe...she SHOULD have never been born.


Beneath the table Caroline's head jerks up when she is mentioned, and her hand snakes up to grab the napkin holder. It's a sorry weapon, but better than nothing...she guesses.
 
May glares at Christian as Sheena gets up and leaves. As simple as that. But she can tell Sheena is breaking down inside. "S**t." She mutters, glancing after her. She pushes herself up from her seat, looks to Hood, "Look after Caroline." She murmurs to him before glaring daggers at Christian, "Don't follow us." And then she chases after Sheena.


Pushing herself outside, and glancing around for Sheena. Where is she?
 
Sheena has passed Christian's SUV, and if she were able to stop and think about it she would know that his people- her people too, or so he said- were inside, watching her every move. But she cannot think of that. She merely moves forward mechanically, one foot in front of the other, and when she hears May's voice, her own name called across the parking lot, she changes direction, disappearing to the back of the building. Climbing on top of the dumpster, she pulls herself on top of the roof, where she continues to pace, barely aware of and hardly caring how close she gets to the edge with each stride.Despite the pain pressing so heavily against her chest, seeming so swell and spike through each part of her, she does not seem able to cry.


Back in the diner Caroline, still under the table, now snatches the roll of silverware on top of it, hoping the utensil inside is a real knife...no such look. Butter knife...still, she holds it up as if in warning, even as her hand shakes slightly.
 
*Stands up and walks towards the coat hook to retrieve my overcoat* Well you folks have a good night, I hope I haven't cause any of you to much trouble. *As I step outside I look towards the roof where Sheena is before walking towards my car* RIGHT I FIGURE WE GOT ABOUT 10 MINUTES BEFORE THE COPS SHOW UP LETS ROLL! *grabbing Vince's phone* Miyako we're out of here meet us on the road and for the record you were right the sniper move was a bit much, I'll remember next time. *Getting into the car which pulls out quickly as soon as my door closes* I guess now we wait and see if our seeds take root, so who wants some ice cream?
 
May looks around, not spotting Sheena anywhere. She hisses out her words, "Dammit!" She then glances around, the place is deserted - probably thanks to Christian's gun display again - but this time it works in her favour. Even so, there may be cameras. So she runs around to the back of the building, finding the isolated area before switching into a common bird. She then flies upwards, simply planning to search the skies for Sheena before she sees her pacing on the roof. Barely missing the edge a few times. She speeds down to the rooftop, landing upon it before switching to herself. Actually herself this time, brown hair and eyes galore. So if Christian was to follow - which was wishing against - he wouldn't even recognize her. She doesn't move over to Sheena, still at the edge of the roof as she watches her silently. She can tell Sheena isn't in the mood for talking, so she isn't quite sure what to do. She sighs lightly and waks a bit closer, still giving her room to pace, as she watches her. "Sheena..." She speaks lightly, unable to think of what to say. She folds her arms, feeling the chill up here, "I wish I was as good at comforting you as you were with me. But I suck in these situations.."
 
Hearing May's voice, Sheena's head does not turn towards her, but she stumbles, catching herself just before she falls by putting out her arms for balance. She barely allows herself to regain her footing surely before she is pacing again, more agitated now than before, walking in increasingly wider circles around the roof that are just brushing along the edges. Another falter could potentially send her over the edge.


She will not look at May...it is not that she does not want her here, or does not want her to comfort her, but that she cannot bear to look her in the eye. After May has heard what Christian said about her, after May knows what she really is, what she could...and probably will...do to her? How can she?


She should be dead. No, she never should have been born. How many lives would be better now, if she hadn't been? How many people would be better off having never known her?


Her mother would still be alive...wouldn't she? Her mother would be okay.


Her hair whipping about her face, Sheena does not speak, head lowered, arms wrapped tightly around herself. She paces, her steps fast even though her strides are short.
 
Rhys nodded at Devin, touched that he cared so much. He paused for a moment, looking at Devin with an odd expression. No. He couldn't possibly....


Rhys decided that now was not the time to figure that out. He turned back to the Witch who smiled cruelly at him. "That's right Rhys. Put a leash on your mutt. This is between me and you. And when I kill you, I will kill that Caroline girl too. Lying to me! She was suppose to bring you to me!" The Witch shrugged. "It matters not for I have you now."


Rhys could not later explain the chaos of the fight with the Witch. He grabbed Kira's gun and shot at the Witch. The Witch simply teleported out of the way. She moved, drawing the lake water over and hitting Rhys in the back. As she did so, he grabbed a large rock and threw it, hitting her square in the head. For a while it went on, the Witch using her powers, and Rhys not sure, using whatever he could.


Eventually they had turned and the Witch was now with her back to the water. Rhys was completely wet and breathing heavily, bleeding and he was sure something was broken. But no. He had to win this fight. He searched for so long and now he was able to take down the Witch. He was not giving up.


Rhys thought about it, knowing his powers were there. He ran forward, hitting the Witch in the chest. She didn't see the attack coming and so both stumbled backwards, falling into the water.


For a moment, there was a struggle then they parted. Rhys saw that they were a little far out, enough to be under the water completely and not able to really touch. He squirmed, knowing he couldn't last as long as her. She opened her mouth, her words lost to the water. He bet it was just bragging.


Moving as fast as he could, he hit her again in the chest, kicking his time. He struggled to the top of the water, trying to get a breath in. He just barely broke the surface when he was dragged back up. He flailed, trying to get her off of him. For a while it seemed that she would win. He was pretty weak and the desire to just let go. To let the water claim him. It was so strong that he felt his eyes closing.


But no! He couldn't die. Not like this. Not to her. He swam, trying to get away from her. He then saw it. Someone must of dropped their knife into the water. Rhys swam for it, almost pushed out of the way, he flailed again. Her tried once more and as he felt his hand wrap around the hilt, the Witch was at him. She tried to make him drop it and it was getting so hard to breath. Rhys knew too much longer and he'd pass out.


He kicked at her, finally getting her off and then drove the blade right into her heart. He saw her let out a shreik, bubbles forming all over the place, then fall to the bottom before he blacked out.
 
Kira saw Rhys was in trouble and ran in. She dived under and then swam as fast as she could. She grabbed him and then pulled him back up. She held him tightly as she swam to the surface. She pulled his head up out of the water and then swam back to land. She pushed him up and then got out herself. She grabbed Rhys and dragged him out of the water before kneeling beside him. "RHYS!" She shouted to him and then checked to see if he was breathing.
 
Rhys was unconscious his lungs having filled with water before he had felt his power surge into him and a little something else as well. But it didn't matter that he was now a merman once again. He had drowned and his breath was weakening. His body was wet and limp as if all life had been drained out of him. The only way now to save him was CPR.
 
(You just had to have KIRA save him didn't you? Is this why you asked me to get kira to save him?)


Kira looks at him and then swallows. "Rhys I am so going to kill you after I save your life!" She said and then leaned down and did her best to preform CPR. She opened his mouth and gave him air. Her will to save him (As probably anyones would be) was stronger then the awkwardness of putting her mouth to his. Couldn't they find a better way to give people air! I don't know beside every large body of water....have a CPR kit with a little thing to give people air....I don't know where his mouth has been!
 
May watched Sheena, then started forward as she almost fell. She groaned aloud. "Sheena! You're going to fall if you don't stop!" She waited for only a moment, but Sheena carried on pacing, so she stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, pulling her so that she stumbled into May. May wrapped her arms around Sheena in a hug, "Don't worry about what Christian said Sheena." She decides to take a shot at what she thinks may be bothering Sheena, she hopes she is right. "It's very unlikely that you would be able to kill me Sheena. I've seen your Lycan wolf form and that means - as a shifter - that I can match it." She hugs her a bit tighter, trying to get her to stop pacing, worried she will fall off the edge of the roof. "I'm not going to leave you here to throw yourself off the roof." She says stubbornly, "You're the first person in....." She counted back the years to her Mother's death, "...six years that has made me scared to lose you." She rolled her eyes at herself, "Is it sad that the only other person was my Mum and she died anyway?" She let go off Sheena, folding her arms and trying to look her in the eye, "Now, you can carry on pacing on a dangerously high roof, or we can go somewhere a bit safer and talk?" She has no idea how Sheena will react. She just hopes it isn't an outright rejection, that would sting.


Devin's eyes widen as he watches them fight. Rhys looked like he was losing. Badly. He resisted the urge to get up and tear the witch apart. Rhys wanted to end her himself. He could understand that. But then they went into the water, and before Devin could comprehend what was going on, Kira had pulled Rhys out and was giving him CPR. "Oh s**t!" He leapt up and ran over to Rhys, dropping down beside him and Kira. If it had been a different circumstance, Devin would be laughing at Kira for kissing someone, but now, he was damn worried. He watched Kira, then when she came back up for breath, he spoke, "You gotta do this aswell, to get the water out." He then put his hands together and pumped them down on Rhys's chest, pushing against his body to get him to spit the water out. He then let Kira carry on giving him air. No way was he putting his mouth to another man's lips. No way in hell.
 
Hood stood silent for a very long time, listening to the words of the other. His eyes nor his face betraying the rage that bubbled beneath the surface, he simply stared forward, only moving when May mentioned to look after Caroline. Making his way toward the table the girl was huddled under, he leaned down to a knee and gave a weak smile. "It will all be okay, Caroline. You have nothing to fear," he said, voice surprisingly reassuring. However, he doubted it would work. She knew him as an inhuman creature, but thankfully had only seen him at his tamest...


Standing for a moment, he shot a glare toward Christian as he left. "Yes, you have a good evening as well. Hope we do not meet again under different circumstances. I would love to show you and your mutts my true potential," he said with a psychotic grin to the back of the other, not even sure if the words had been heard at all.


Resuming his other duties of watching after the child, he looked back down and extended a hand. "Come. Let us go back to the van so we can head to get your father," he started, smiling again. Just as he went to continue, another loud BANG cut the silence and his smile vanished.


One of the waitresses, a small young lady with dyed bright red hair, had taken a revolver from under the counter and used it. It had been a lucky shot on her part - not being able to aim well with hands shaking in fear - but it hit it's mark. A hole had appeared in the center of Hood's head. "You.." he started, reaching forward, when she shot again in a panic, emptying all six shots into the male.


Giving a surprised exhale of air and a look of confusion, he stumbled and fell forward, landing with his head looking directly at Caroline's hiding spot under the table. "Van..." he grunted, then went very still.
 
As May finally releases Sheena, Sheena stands shaking, her eyes finally shifting upward to meet May's. In May's gaze she can see her concern for her, her firmness in her determination to stop Sheena from doing anything to harm herself...but more than that, she can see her sincerity of her words, her genuine caring for her and what she's feeling, what she's going through.


May had just said she was scared to lose her...May was not scared of her, or what she might do...she was scared to lose her.


It didn't matter to her that Sheena had been weak and angry and losing control ever since she knew her, that she had been frightened and klutzy, that she had seen her naked and sick, half starving and desperate. She had seen her sleep-cuddle Jason and having panic attacks, trying to kiss her and making a complete idiot of herself. She had heard about her time in juvie and the men, she had heard about her mother and her father, and now she knew Sheena's struggle, that every day, every second, it was a possibility that she could kill...


And May was still standing here. She still wanted her. She was afraid to lose her.


Slowly Sheena sat down, forgetting the van, forgetting that Hood and Caroline below would be waiting, that they would not know where to find them, forgetting that Christian and his men could still very well be watching. She sat down, wrapping her arms around her knees, and put her face against their bony knobs as she fought back tears fiercely.


May was afraid to lose her.


Beneath the table, Caroline is speechless. The woman that has been shooting is so close, each shot so loud it seems to vibrate to Caroline's core. She is shooting Hood...Hood is...he's not moving...he's...


Without another thought, Caroline scrambles out from under the table, acting purely on instinct. Snatching up the gun that Christian had left behind for Christian, she holds it up with shaking hands, pointing it at the woman. Her mouth is quivering, her eyes bright with fear, but her expression is hard. The gun is heavy, but she keeps it raised.


"Put that down or I'll kill you," she blurts, her heart knocking hard against her chest.
 
(Actually Rhys would prefer Devin to be the one giving him mouth-to-mouth but we all agreed that Kira, out of the three, would be the most likely one to do it xD )


For a moment nothing happened. Rhys could feel himself slip away, but then he let out a large gasp, coughing as water left his lungs and he was able to breathe once more. He blinked, struggling to become fully conscious and figure out what was going on. Was he a merman? The Witch was dead and he had felt...something. But he also almost drowned. Thinking too hard hurt his head and he groaned.


He opened his eyes slowly, still on the ground. He wasn't able to sit up. Kira and Devin were both by his body and he suddenly felt embarrassed. One of them must of given him CPR. If he could manage it, he would have touched his lips. He assumed it was Kira as she was closer to his head, but a disappointed feeling bubbled up. He found he wanted it to be Devin who did it. Then he found that he really didn't want to think about why just then.


"You guys..." he said through a couple more coughes. "What's up?"
 
Kira looks at Rhys and then sighed deeply. She looks at Devin and then back at Rhys. She looked away blushing slightly. "....Good....You're ok." She said not relizing just how bad her blush began to be. She stood up and then sighed deeply crossing her arms. She looked away. (Aw a love triangle! Poor kira...>///<.has no idea about Rhys but that is just how evil I am.)
 
Jason had crept backwards and pressed his back to a tree, still trying to think of anything he could possibly do. Maybe if the fight went badly, the Witch wouldn't notice him running for help? He wasn't sure whether that was plausible in the least. How far away was the prison? Miles. Jason frowned deeper.


The boy was a little surprised to see Devin come over to his position, let alone crouch down and talk to him. "Uh, well," he said, unhelpfully. "You could always go wolf and eat her," he said, not much more helpfully. Why are you asking me? he wondered cynically, eyes fixated on Rhys and his opponent. He winced to himself every time Rhys was hit by an attack, and cheered internally for every hit he scored; Jason felt nervous, as if he couldn't quite convince his body that there was nothing to do but watch. He felt like he should be doing something- running, yelling, helping.... Something!


Jason stood when the fight plunged into the lake. It was suddenly still, in stark contrast to before- Kira dived into the water, and Devin rushed over. "Uh," he offered, hesitantly.


Left alone, he suddenly felt very light-headed, and the world felt strangely distant. Kira's shouts and the splashes from the lake blurred and muted, and a ringing sounded in his ears; the boy staggered slightly as dizziness overtook him.


There was a sudden pain in his head and Jason blacked out.
 
*Only a few miles away, my superior hearing picks up the gunshots, my first instinct is to turn around and make sure it wasn't Sheena getting shot at, but the group of police cars coming from the other direction and passing us at high speed with their lights and sirens on, make that option impossible, Sheena is on her own for now, I have no time or intention on killing police officers at the moment it will call to much attention to my presence here.* Watch your speed we don't need to be getting pulled over for anything stupid like that. *picking up my phone I call Kendra and Vince how are in the SUV ahead of mine* I want you two to resume your duty and keep an eye on her and try not to get caught this time, for godsakes you can see for miles so don't get so close. We're heading back to Hell's Kitchen so report if you see the others try and make contact...No scratch that kill any other pack that tries to make contact and bring me their Alpha I'll personally tear it's heart out..Noone and nothing will stand in our way do I make myself clear, I've tried being nice for now on we're gonna get bloody! *


Kendra: Understood Christian, your will be done. *hangs up*
 
(Wait, is Rhys gay? It would be hilarious if he was. Both May and Devin would have a person of the same gender in love with them, yet they are both currently straight.)


May sighs softly, walking over and sitting beside Sheena, pulling her own knees up in a mirror image of Sheena's. But she instead leans her head lightly on Sheena's shoulder, trying to show her support as she speaks lightly, hoping that her words would get through to the silent girl. "I'm sorry that I can't help. And I don't know exactly what you're going through." Like Christian. Ugh, just his name irritates her now. What an arrogant jerk. "But I promise, I'll do whatever I can to try and help." She pauses, taking in a breath, "And...if that involves you going to stay with...Christian." She swallowed her own bile, "Then I won't stop you." She ignored her thoughts of being alone again. Sure she had the others now. But it sure as heck wouldn't be the same without Sheena. "As...As long as you're happy, and safe." She sighs, closing her eyes, still leaning slightly on Sheena.


May speaks in a small voice now, "I'm so glad I met you Sheena." She carries on, her voice a whisper, eyes still closed, "I thought I was heading no-where. I....I even, almost, I.." She pauses, "I tried to drown myself a few days before I met you." She admits, her voice almost non-existent. "I, I know I'm getting off topic here. But I just wanted to let you know, that you...that meeting you stopped me from trying again." She feels her eyes watering and she mentally scolds herself. Isn't Sheena supposed to be the one needing comforting? "If I hadn't met you...I'm not sure that I'd even be here right now."


Devin watched, then grinned widely as Rhys spoke, "Man! You're alive!" He pulled him up into a bear hug, then let go, "Oh sorry. Forgot you almost just died." He was so glad. The feeling of dread lifted from his chest. He couldn't deal with anymore good people dying. He then heard a small thud and looked behind him, his eyes widened slightly, "Uh. I think the kid passed out."
 
Kira looks at Devin and then sighs. "Thanks....for your help." She mumbled to him and then looks down. She sighed deeply and then looked at her wet clothes. "Aw man!" She grabbed her hair and started ringing it out. She looks at Logan who came over sniffing her. She sighed and then petted him. "I'm fine boy...." She looks at the lake. She sighs and then takes a look at the lake.
 
The red haired waitress said nothing as the smaller child raised the gun at her, simply squeaked, shaking hands still holding the empty revolver in a death-grip. A beat passed in silence. Finally, two small clicks broke the quiet and the shuffling of clothing, movement of a body. Hood began to prop himself up shakily, more bullets slowly pushing out of bloodless wounds and clamoring onto the dirty tile floor. He spoke, quietly and plainly to the small girl, not facing her just yet. The form he'd taken was badly damaged now from all the gunfire and he didn't wish to frighten her. "Caroline, please, put down the gun," he stated simply. His words (and possibly the fact that his bullet riddled 'corpse' was standing back up) caused the waitress' eyes to roll back in her head as she lost consciousness. "You need no blood on your hands."


With this, blackness washed over his form again, causing the rest of the few waitstaff and patrons to scream and flee or hide. Concentrating, he shifted into the human form once again, just as the few remaining bullets pattered onto the tiles. Extending his hand and finally looking toward the girl, he gave a warm smile. "Give me the gun, if you would. We must hurry and leave this place before the authorities arrive," he said calmly, tilting his head as he began to hear sirens off in the distance. "Come now, let's go find your father."
 
Sheena keeps her head down, not yet speaking as May comes to lean against her, her shoulder pressed into Sheena's own. Sheena feels so badly inside that it seems to have transmitted to her body as well, and she physically aches all over; she feels that if she moves, or even speaks, something might literally break.


As May tries to comfort her, speaking of how she'll support whatever makes Sheena happy, Sheena can think of nothing that can make things better, nothing that could make her feel okay, let alone happy. What could possibly do that now? She knows very well there is no hope for her. She is homeless, she is a middle school dropout, she's been to juvie, she's wanted, she's supposed to be dead. She is scrawny and strange-looking, she is too weak and yet too dangerous..she is neither human nor Lycan in full, and wanted by neither, disgusting to both. She is unable to love or want men, and no sane girl would ever love her. She is damaged goods and always has been. She destroys everything she ever touches. Her mother, her father, every person she ever tried and failed to help, all the Foxfire gang and their families too...Mr. Kellogg, his family, and now...now she's going to do the same with everyone else. It's inevitable. It's what she does.


Christian knows...and they will find out.


But then May begins to tell her how glad she is that she met her...that meeting Sheena may have saved her life. And as she listens to this, feeling the weight of May's head against her shoulder, beginning to dully sense how badly May wants to help her, the weight of pain sitting heavily in her chest rises to her throat, choking her. Sheena does not look up, but when her tears come, so do words, barely understandable.


"I...I hate what I am."


Caroline holds the gun steady, keeping it aimed at the waitress even as she faints, even as she can hear and see others fleeing the building all around her. Behind her she can hear Hood speak, just after she had earlier heard the sound of the bullets exiting his body, but she does not turn. Her pulse rapid, mouth dry, she holds the gun with both hands, though they are shaking slightly.


It is not until he asks her to put down the gun that she turns her head slowly. There is no surprise in her face as she registers Hood's presence, in fact, no change of expression at all. She does not hand him the gun, but instead slowly sets it on the table nearest, picking up the cell phone and wad of bills Christian had left behind with the hand that had set down the gun, then putting them both into one pocket. Without looking back at him she begins to walk in the same slow fashion to the door.
 
(Nope he's bi. He is just crushing on Devin. And Joboz your characters are just magnets for people of the same sex.)


Rhys was happy to see them both and didn't catch Kira's blush. He was still trying to fully regain consciousness. But when Devin hugged him, he sat straight up, feeling his blood pumping faster. He was sure his face was red and he looked away.


"No...it's fine. I didn't mind the hug." No he had rather enjoyed it. But that was not something Rhys would say. He was still confused to his feelings. Thankfully, for Rhys at least, Jason seemed to have passed out.


"I guess we better get back to the house. I think I need to rest. That wasn't an easy fight and I did drown and all."
 
Devin chuckles lightly, oblivious to the redness of Rhys's cheeks and simply thinking it was because he had almost just died. "Yeah, I guess drowning can tend to make a guy need to rest." He offered his hand to help Rhys up, glancing to Kira at the lake. "Uh Kira?" He spoke hesitant, knowing she probably still disliked him, "What should we do about Jason?" He nodded in the direction of the passed out boy. Taking a second glance, he hoped it was just him passing out because of shock or fear or something.....people didn't pass out for any other reason...did they?


May frowns as Sheena mumurs something about, hating who she is? But she can tell Sheena is crying, and an undeniable pain strikes her own chest. Her eyes widen slightly and the first thing she can think of to do is pull Sheena into a hug. It's her solution for crying - hugging. "Hate what you are?" She frowns, trying to make sense of the words before she realizes. She hates what she is, does she mean half human and half Lycan? May isn't quite sure what to say to that, she she simply holds her for a moment. This was the one situation that May found herself unable to relate. What May was had been the only help she had gotten over the past four years - it kept her able to defend. It kept her alive. But, she guessed with Sheena. It sucked being half of something and half of the other. Because, she could imagine feeling like you're not really part of either species. She assumed Sheena didn't feel like a Human or a Lycan. "What do you mean Sheena?" She asks softly, still feeling the pain in her chest when Sheena cries, "You're a good person. You're beautiful." She says this with so much honesty. It doesn't matter to her if Sheena doesn't dress like the typical female stereotype, or even if she has dried blood from Kira still in her hair. She is still beautiful to her.
 
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