Street Kids

That is not what I want Sheena and I'm insulted at the suggestion. *The thought is crossing his mind tho* Look Sheena I could care less who you're sleeping with. If fact if you're calling to insult me then perhaps I'll leave you on your own so you can eat your little girlfriend then perhaps someone will do you a favor and blow your brains out. I'm risking alot trying to help and protect you Sheena, I've already destroyed another pack that was after you, so how about showing me some goddamn gratitude!
 
"I'm not sleeping with anyone..." Sheena started out, but as Christian talks over her, she begins to panic, her voice rising to assure him. What if he did just hang up on her, what if he refused to help her? What if he really did just cut her off now and leave her where she could never be in control?


"No!" she blurted, her voice more stressed than she wants, and also louder. "No, I'm not...I just...you don't KNOW what this is like for me, okay, it's just..."


She takes a deep breath, closing her eyes again, and feels herself shaking, her heartbeat erratic even as she makes an effort to lower her voice. "I'll...meet with you. Once I do what I have to for Caroline. And bring May....I'm...I'm sorry. I will."
 
You're running out of time Sheena, you need to finish what you're doing quickly bring who you need to bring but hurry, instead of me sending someone you'll have to find your own way to me, now I have other matters to attend to. Call me when you're ready and I'll send you directions to reach me. And Sheena as proof that you're serious, bring me your mother's gun back. *Remembering her reaction to seeing the gun before* That gun is part of her legacy for you I hope you've taken care of it.
 
The gun...he wants the GUN....he wants HER to have the GUN?


Almost immediately, even at just the mention of the word, Sheena shudders, her jaw clinching so hard pain spikes through her lower teeth. She cannot imagine not only taking the gun, holding it in her hand, but handing it back to Christian to use as he sees fit. She cannot imagine travelling with it in her possession, deliberately...could it have really been her mother's? Was her mother really someone who carried a GUN? Why would she give it to Christian?


Almost a full minute passes before she almost whispers, "Okay."
 
Good girl now don't keep me waiting to long cause if you do the only thing I'll be able to help you with is what kind of dipping sauce you want with your little girlfriend's liver, remember if you get her on the day of the full moon you'll be to late. And only the girl you mention is allowed to come with you if one of the others show up all bets are off and I'll leave you on your own...Especially that smelly guy with you I'll blow his damn head off if I see him!
 
"You said you wouldn't hurt them! You said...I'm not doing anything if you'll hurt them," Sheena's voice rises again, her eyes snapping open, but even as she speaks she knows that she can't abide by her own words. She HAS to do what Christian wants...she has to, if she wants to be able to control her powers. She has to, if she wants to get through every month without hurting people. She has to, if she wants to get through every month without hurting May.


But now...now it looks like she's gotten herself into even more trouble than she'd originally had. Now...what if everyone is in more danger? What if Christian really won't help her? What if he kills everyone, May too, and doesn't help Sheena at all? What if he controls her and makes her hurt people MORE...or what if he kills her? What if he makes her even more of a monster than she is?


What if he makes her kill May?


At this thought Sheena can barely remain standing. Silently she hangs up the phone, then lets herself slump to the shower floor, never mind that it's damp and not too clean, and covers her face with her hands, her breath coming in rattling spurts.


She is incapable of not screwing up not just her life, but everyone else's too.
 
(If you think about it, May's pretty smart. Christian knows practically nothing about her. All he knows is her name is May, but even that isn't her real name, so if he tries to track or search her via the name May, he'll get nothing. Also, he doesn't know what she looks like, because he hasn't seen her true form and even if he had she could still switch forms whenever she wants to throw him off. Clever little May :D )


May listens silently as Christian responds to Sheena, her teeth unvisibily gritting as he mentions wanting something in return. Of course, she has the instant same thought as Sheena. That Christian wants her body. Even though May hasn't actually slept with Sheena, and the thought at this moment of sleeping with another girl confuses and even slightly scares her a bit, May wouldn't let Christian even look at Sheena in that way.


Then Sheena tells him that she has a girlfriend, and May has to turn her back to Hood and Caroline before she lets the unstoppable smile grow on her face. Girlfriend. She was Sheena's girlfriend. She speaks as she turns her back, so that it looks natural, "Sure Caroline, I'm pretty sure she's done by now" She glances back to her, looking as she had when she turned, "You can grab one now if you want, I might aswell." Even though May had no need for showering when she switched forms, it was nice to have a shower. And it helped keep her natural form clean too. Then she heard another thing she didn't like. Christian was telling Sheena that she was going to eat May, kill May.


He obviously thought she was some weak little human girl. She couldn't blame him if he got this impression, she was small in this form, even in her natural state she still LOOKED like a sweet, innocent seventeen year old girl. That's what gave her the element of surprise.


Once she has heard Sheena hang up, she looks to Caroline and Hood, "I'll go grab Sheena, you can come if you want to have a shower now instead of later." (I'ma assume that Sheena is still in the shower bit rather than standing outside it, I think she is anyway)


She then walks into the shower area, looking around when she hears Sheena's erratic breathing. She sighs lightly to herself and walks over, tapping lightly on the closed shower door which she knows Sheena is behind, letting her soft voice drift across the space, "Sheena?" Her tone is gently careful, guessing by her breathing and the conversation she just had that she was having some sort of breakdown. "Sheena? It's May, can...can I come in?" She asks this just in case Sheena isn't decent or even if she doesn't want her there.
 
*Hangs up the phone and as if she read my mind Miyako appears behind me from out of the shadows*


Chris: You heard everything I assume?


Miyako: Indeed, I guess I'm going back out to babysit the pup again, do I at least get to take a shower and eat something before I go out.


Chris: Shower...yes in fact I'll join you as for eating something, I suggest you pick something up on the road, I get the feeling our little Sheena is about to do something stupid and with the other packs out there looking for her I rather my right hand be there to protect her...from the shadows of course.


Miyako: Just how long are we suppose to take care of her? It's not our job to take care of strays...even strays with such noble blood.


Chris: *Wrapping my arms around her pulling her close to my chest* You will protect her until I say to stop, remember my dear if one hair on her head is harmed I'll be finding someone else to share my bed with....Everyone is expendable except her always remember that.


*She pulls away a glint of defiance in her eyes*


Miyako: Your will be done Christian, if you'll excuse me I'll get cleaned up and get going before I completely loose her scent.


Chris: I think that's best. *lets her go and moves behind my desk* Keep her safe and sound even if you have to protect her from herself or her moronic friends...She lives at all cost.


(BTW Lycans track by scent and once they have it you pretty much need an ocean or thousands of miles between you for them to lose it, shape shifting doesn't change your scent :P )
 
"I'm gonna get my food first, okay?" Caroline tells May, shaking her head. "Then I'll get one...I'm hungry right now. And anyway I see Hood, I'm fine."


She has a feeling that May thinks she needs to be with someone like a babysitter, and though part of her is slightly insulted at the implication she's a little girl, yet again, another part of her is kind of happy May worries about her, especially after what happened at the diner. And anyway, Caroline doesn't want to get too far from anyone, even if she does want to prove that she's okay by herself too.


Sheena hears May approach, can smell her scent, and sucks in a slow breath, rubbing her hand over her face. She swallows repeatedly, then attempts to stand and open the shower door, taking a long while to do so. She doesn't answer, just opens the door and steps outside with May, her hair still dripping, her dirty clothes now damp as well.
 
Jason had the strangest dreams.


He was crouched back in the tall grass by the road- only there wasn't a road. The yellowed grass spread in all directions, to all horizons. He frowned as he stood straight, looking about for any sort of landmark across the uniform plain; after a moment, he managed to pick out a curiously flat surface in the distance. With nothing better to do, he began jogging in that direction.


After slogging through the rough grass for quite a while, the boy reached his destination. It was the lake. Jason stood with his hands on his sides, looking down into the water; while most of it was clear, pristine, there was a strange object in the far side of the lake and a muddy taint that was spreading slowly from it. The brown and black liquid slowly drifted into a larger and larger puddle, accelerating faster than a natural substance ought to; it picked up speed, quickly spreading across the rest of the surface- roaring as a wave rose up from it- it reached the edge of the lake and reared up into the air. Jason felt frozen as the foam-tipped geyser of black and brown rose higher, unable to do much but gape. Then the water crashed down on him.


Jason wasn't quite sure what occurred next- the scene had a very dream-like quality (which wasn't all that surprising, as he thought in retrospect) but he felt as if there were other things carried along in the wave with him. They darted about, like fireflies in a glass jars; slowly converging on him.


The boy wasn't sure about these fireflies. They felt... Alien.


The next thing he knew, he was washed up on a wooden floor, coughing and spluttering. He had no recollection of even any discomfort in the water, but, well; his dreams never had payed attention to nuances like continuity.


Staggering up, Jason looked about. He was in a library- only the room was soaking wet. Every book was drenched.


He stared for a little, before some dream-logic urged him to get a move on unless he wanted an angry librarian to catch him there and charged him a ludicrous damage fee. Jolted to his senses, he made his way to a plain metal door (it seemed perfectly normal at the time). When he pushed it open, it squeaked so loudly that Jason winced and checked behind him for enraged bibliophiles; holding his breath, he tiptoed into the next room and quickly shut the door.


Jason was about to take a breath; but it was completely lost as he found himself balanced on a thin catwalk with no railings suspended over a very long drop.


He gulped. At the other end of the cylindrical chamber was another, identical metal door; he took a deep breath- no point in waiting and second-guessing himself- and raced down the metal walkway.


Going back didn't even occur to his dream-addled mind.


There was a sudden yell from below. Jason hardly had a chance to comprehend it before, distracted, his feet slid out from under him and he fell with a shout. He reached out for the catwalk, but it slipped past his grasp as he plummeted to the ground.


Crap! Where was his journal? He had wanted to write something on his deathbed. Scrabbling, he flung out the book and scribbled as fast as he could, forgetting that the pages were supposed to be soaked. It was a dream; nothing made sense anyways.


Fell off of catwalk, died persued by angry librarians


Cremate me. Leave my ashes somewhere nice


And there was the floor. Jason shut his eyes and braced himself, readying for the inevitable.


He splashed into water.


Oh. Well. He supposed that wave from the lake had to have gone somewhere. Jason swam up to the surface and treaded, shaking his head like a dog drying itself. He looked about, blinking; past the rippling of the water, he saw an entryway in the wall.


First off, he held his journal above the water and wrote:


Nevermind. False alarm.


And then began to swim towards the opening in the circular chamber.


When he climbed out into the archway and nearly slipped on his wet feet, he kept a careful gaze at the floor as he continued on; the exit had led to a stone tunnel, leading far into the distance. Peering into the dim lighting, he just barely made out a flash of movement farther in.


Realizing that there had been someone down there- someone who had yelled- Jason started off at a run. He recalled the distinctively female voice that had shouted, having been too busy falling to his death to really think on it earlier. Catch me if you can!


Passageways began to appear to either side of him, lighted by torches on the wall. Jason slowed for a moment to debate turning, but forward just seemed correct; he continued on. Random objects and pathways littered the tunnels- hatches, doors, vents, manholes, archways, windows...


"No... No..." he muttered as he ran on.


He suddenly skidded to a stop. The person- she'd gone to the right! There was a passageway concealed behind a heavy curtain. Jason didn't know how he knew, but with certainty, he dashed through the fabric. It led into a courtyard with looming trees on either side; looking between the three other exits, he chose the right-most one, and began to run to it.


Then there was a movement. Two men who's armor had blended perfectly into the stone walls suddenly stepped into view, looking like they had come straight from the medieval age. "Halt!" they cried in perfect unison, as twin weapons crossed in front of the passageway.


Jason reeled and nearly fell as he complied to the soldiers' command. He didn't know the proper term for the spear-like weapons they were wielding- poleaxes?- but they sure looked sharp. "You shall not pass!" they shouted; their voices sounded strange, as if there were a dozen men all speaking at slightly different tones. With a start, Jason realized their eyes were completely red.


He swallowed as the men glared down at him, but then drew himself up. "You wouldn't harm a little kid, would you?" he asked, feigning courage as he looked them in those creepy eyes. "I'm not going to do any damage back there!"


His voice faltered as the weapons were lowered and pointed at him.


"Okay, first off- first off point those things away from me." Jason looked up defiantly; it didn't matter if he died. It was just a dream, after all. "I said point them away! And let me through the exit."


The men were unresponsive.


"I said step aside!" he yelled.


There was another moment of silence; then the soldiers withdrew their weapons and took a step to the side, leaving the path clear.


"Thank you," said Jason, taking a breath. He straightened his drenched shirt, and continued onwards.


On the other side was a humongous room, metal rafters far overhead and tin-looking walls far off to either side; it would have made an aircraft hangar feel jealous.


"Aw, crap," said Jason, gaping. The room was riddled with doors all over the walls; thousands of them, most of which not even on ground-level. He spotted a ladder in the distance.


Behind him, a heavy wooden door slammed shut.


Then he suddenly frowned, and opened the door immediately to his left. Giving the gargantuan room one last skeptical look, he walked through.


He barely realized that he ought to be back in the courtyard as he found himself outside the building altogether. However, looking behind him, he saw only a lone door frame with its door creaking back and forth in the wind.


Jason raised an eyebrow.


He was standing in a ravine, sheer cliffs preventing movement in any direction but forward; he noted smoke rising from above the walls. Gravel crunched underfoot and a strong wind blew in his face when he started walking, making him mildly uncomfortable but determined to find his destination. He still felt like he was on the right track.


And, a few twists and turns later, he arrived. It was the witch, sitting on a boulder, cooking something on a stick over a blazing fire.


Nonplussed, Jason said nothing as she looked up at at him. The world had suddenly become very quiet; the boy could hear the silence pressing into his ears. Countering his set face, the witch suddenly gaze a smile, and slowly looked up at the sky.


He looked up.


A boulder was falling.


Jason gave a start and tried to scramble backwards, but his foot caught on the uneven floor and he crashed to the floor. Still silently, the boulder crashed down the ravine wall.


There was little time to think. Jason closed his eyes, clenched his fist, and acted on instinct.


Just before the boulder hit the ground, there was a flash, and the boy disappeared from the ravine. The witch gave a laugh and bit into her meat, the sound of the wind clear once more.




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Back in real life, on a couch in May's living room, Jason gave a yelp and crashed back to awareness.


Immediately, there was a flash, and the boy was gone.





(I am so sorry about my absence! DX The worst part is, I have no excuse. Just some doozy of a bout of procrastinating. Have a very long post to make up for it.)


(The dream isn't completely random and pointless, by the way. It'll make more sense later.)


(Oh. Yeah. And another cliffhanger. xD I won't wait over a week to follow up on it this time, though, promise.)


 
(Loved Jason's dream :D )





May doesn't really know what to say as Sheena slowly opens the shower door and steps out, her hair damp and even her clothes damp, so she simply hugs her. This always seems to work, hugging Sheena when she's upset, and it just feels natural. May chuckles lightly, trying to lighten the mood as she comments on Sheena's damp clothes, "You're not supposed to shower in clothes silly" She then falls silent, one could almost feel the serious atmosphere around them as May quietly spoke, "You don't believe him do you?" She asks, realizing afterwards that the sentence doesn't make much sense, she adds more on, "Christian I mean. You don't believe him, about eating me." She carries on blabbering, just to try to make her point clear, "Even, even if he commanded you to try and...kill me. I'm not as easy to kill as everyone seems to think I am. I know you're supernatural, but I am too."


Devin lets out a yell as Jason, the human kid, vanishes. "Sh*t!" He leaps back from the spot where the kid was, "What the heck?" His eyes search the nearby area before he turns to look at Kira and Rhys, "What the hell just happened? Did he just teleport?!?!"


(Sorry, writer's block)


(Can scents not be changed by shape-shifting? May has got her shifting practically mastered, even down to changing her hygiene to that of someone else's. What kind of scents do you mean?)
 
Sheena does not at first mold to May's hug, simply hanging within her grasp with her head held up, her body slightly limp without actually leaning into her. But after several moments she slowly closes her arms around her, then holds her tightly, bowing her head into May's shoulder. She says nothing for some time, simply holding May and allowing herself to be held by her, swallowing often. She is not crying, but her eyes feel hot, and her body seems strangely weak.


She hears May talking to her and realizes that she must have been listening in, somehow, though she is not sure how. It occurs to her vaguely as well that she does not see Caroline or Hood; May must have left her with him. How long has May been listening to her? Has she been standing outside the shower all this time?


After several moments she speaks, her voice almost a mutter. "I...May, I might do it all on my own...even if I didn't want to. I don't...I don't have control. I could do it. He could make me. I could do it to anyone, not just you...Caroline, Jason, anyone. And...did you hear what he said? He might kill them. He might make me stay, or make me kill, or make me...I don't know why I called him. But if I didn't...I don't know what I'm supposed to do."
 
Rhys was not expecting Jason to disappear. He looked over and blinked, rubbing his eyes. Did he.... Did Jason just teleport? Rhys stood, ignoring the head rush and walked over to the other couch, cursing under his breath. No. It could not be possible. He was the only one who was suppose to get something. Jason was human, normal. This shouldn't have happened.


'And yet it did,' he thought, shaking his head in disbelief. 'Jason had recieved some of the Witch's power. That is the only reasonable explanation. But if I and Jason did, did the others as well?'


He wished he could ask Jason some questions. Surely Jason had a few of his own. It was not every day you randomly get powers. He also wondered where the boy went. But as he was not here, Rhys turned to the other two.


"I think...the Witch. She had teleporting powers. After her death, I guess her powers seeked out other bodies. I gained my mermanness back and maybe more. Jason seems to have gotten teleporting. Do you two have anything...new?" Even if they did not, it was surely going to be one weird story to tell the others when they returned. The others.... Rhys was torn between warning them of Caroline's two-timing nature and finding Jason.
 
(Ooooh, could it be possible that Devin gained a new power or not? Also, waiting for Fire's post before I post for Devin, she's getting a bit left behind :( )





May feels her own body relax as Sheena does, glad she accepted her hug. She even tightens her grip slightly, not to the point of hurting Sheena, she is just assuring herself that Sheena is there.


As Sheena speaks, May has to struggle not to sigh in exasperation. She understands Sheena's concern, but it is beginning to extremely annoy her how both her AND Christian speak so easily about Sheena being able to kill her. It's not like May is undermining Sheena's strength and skill. But HELLO? May's a freakin' shapeshifter! She could shift into Sheena's Lycan Form herself if she bloody wanted to! She could shift into CHRISTIAN'S Lycan Form! She could even shift into Hood's Form! Not that she was being big-headed or anything, but she could be any of their forms and make them fight themselves or something stronger than them! May had spent the past four years mastering her shape-shifting, and although she still had a way to go - inanimate objects being one of them - she knew how to use her power to it's fullest.


But still, she kept that all back and instead focused on Sheena's next words, about killing Caroline or Jason. "It's only me and you going to see him right? Caroline and Jason will be safe at home, and even if he sends you back to get them - which would be stupid and a waste of his time anyway - Hood will be with them, and Kira, and I'll so be going with you. You'll have three people to stop you." She then focuses on Sheena's next problem, trying to eradicate all of her doubts and worries, not wanting her to be upset, "If he makes you do anything you don't want to Sheena, I'll solve his 'command over you' problem by getting rid of him, then the spell will break and you'll be free to do whatever you want to do again." She has absent-mindedly been stroking Sheena's hair soothingly as she was speaking, much like her Mum used to do to her when she was little. "You don't have to go if you don't want to Sheena." She is whispering now, her voice much softer, "I can help you during the full moon, whatever you need help with, I'll help you."
 
"I can help you...Whatever you need help with, I'll help you."


Sheena cannot remember anyone ever speaking those words to her before, cannot remember anyone in her life who even had the capability of speaking and the words being true. And she can tell that May is sincere...that May has the ability to keep her word.


Closing her eyes, she savors the feel of May's hand in her tangled, still slightly damp hair, soaking up the comfort this gives her. May's voice is soothing, her words logical, and Sheena feels herself relax, her heartbeat beginning to slow.


Maybe she's right...maybe it will be okay. Maybe she doesn't have to be anything Christian says she will be...she has May now, and everyone else, and surely they would never let that happen. May can help her.


Does she want to go with Christian? No, of course not...but she does want to know about her mother. She does want control...and she doesn't want to put anyone into danger. What she doesn't know is whether going with Christian will make everyone safer, or less safe....or how it will affect her own safety.


"What do you think I should do?" she asks May, lifting her head to look up at her at last.


[MENTION=1478]Fire of Hearts[/MENTION] (your post for your group :) )
 
(Not sure. I had it where the humans (Jason and a temporarily human Rhys) had received the powers. Jason got teleporting, persuasion and tracking where Rhys got mermanness and control over water (and maybe fire))
 
(I am at a huge Role play wrighters block...I haven't been posting all that much lately in fact I haven't post in any of my role plays today! UGH! [in fact I might drop this role play....I feel slightly uncomfortable in this role play now.] I'm sorry)


(I'm sorry I'm dropping out...I'll miss this role play.)


Kira looked at them and then blinks. She looked at Logan who suddenly was growling outside. "What's wrong boy? Is Jason out there?" She asked and opened the door. She looked around and then suddenly she let out a terrible scream. Blood dropped on the ground and Kira looked up to see the demon that was stalking her. He had his claws in her belly all the way through her. She fell to her knees. "No...." She yelled out when he took his claws out and she fell. She looked up again her eyes cold as she looked up at him. "Y-you..." She closed her eyes tightly. She couldn't speak anymore it hurt to much.


He kicked her in the head and then laughed. "I can't believe ow easy you are dear Kira." He smirks and then looked inside the window holding up his bloody claws. Kira looked up and then coughed up blood. She looked at the house feeling her live slipping away. "Please....don't hurt them..." She said quietly and then looked at him. He just laughed and she started crying. She looked at Logan who was whining and growling at the demon. He looked at her and then with one last slash at her heart. Her eyes widen and then she stopped breathing. She was dead. The man who killed her was standing over her not afraid of the others inside right now.


Logan ran out and looked at Kira. He whined and then layed beside her nuzzling her. He wanted to wake her up...but she wasn't sleeping. He started making crying sound and looked at her. She wasn't moving at all, completely liveless.


(If anyone wants they could control my demon character I know Hood had an intrest in him. Do what you want with him lol.)
 
(Ah nevermind then. Devin shall remain his Lycan-y self, unless the witch had stolen Lycan powers from another Lycan or something, then Devin could possibly have gained them.)


Devin shrugged, "I don't think so man.." He rubbed the back of his neck, "But really? You think Jason got the witc---" He froze as he heard Kira's ear piercing screech. His eyes widened, "Sh*t! Kira!" He sped outside just in time to hear Kira's last plea and he reached the demon just after he slashed Kira, "You bast*rd!" He shoved him backwards, his skin rippling and wavering as his bones made terrible snapping sounds, the demon looked at him and just laughed, "She's dead. You can't save her now" Devin growled, his eyes turning yellow as wolf fangs grew out of his teeth. "I can damn well avenge her." In the next few moments, Devin fell to the ground on all fours, fur sprouting from his skin as his bones shifted and cracked into place.


A massive, majestic black wolf, nearly three times the size of a regular wolf, now stood infront of the demon, snarling viciously with bright blue eyes. (Yes, I made Devin's wolf the opposite colours of Christian's purposely ^.^) The wolf let out the true howl of an Alpha, the trees around the house shaking violently as if there is an earthquake and even the house behind him probably shakes slightly, a vase falling inside the house and smashing onto the floor. Devin's wolf can hear the demon's breathing, can smell Kira's blood thick in the air and even Logan whimpered slightly at the massive wolf, wanting to run back inside but loyal enough to stay beside his dead owner. Without any more waiting, the wolf leapt at the demon, taking him by surprise as the wolf was even a lot bigger than the demon himself. His teeth managed to take a chunk out of the demon's bicep and the demon let out a cry of pain before he managed to push the giant wolf away, flying backwards with a hand clamped over his now-missing bicep, blood pouring from the wound. Devin's wolf spat out the chunk of skin and muscle, blood on his sharpened teeth now. The demon glared at the wolf, "That all you got?" Devin's wolf growled again, showing the bloodied wolf fangs as he ran at the demon. The demon jumped up into the air, landing behind Devin's wolf and going to kick him, but Devin's wolf ducked, avoiding the kick and grabbed the foot inbetween his teeth. He tugged and the demon fell, Devin twisting the foot to the side so that it snapped before he ripped it right off, leaving a bone jutting out from The demon's ankle.


He let out a yell, "You a$$hole! You're going to regret that!" Devin's wolf made another leap after spitting out the foot, but missed as the demon jumped right over him somehow and flew off. Devin's wolf spun around, blood dripping from his mouth as he realized the demon was gone. He glanced to Kira, the viciousness vanishing from his eyes and wolf features as he slowly walked over to her, still in wolf form. He sat down, much like Logan but only a MASSIVE version, larger than a human, as he lightly nudged Kira's dead body. Her dying words....they had been to protect him and Rhys, to not hurt them. Maybe Kira didn't hate him afterall, and now she was dead. His back was to the door - if Rhys were to come outside - but he couldn't shift back yet. In his haste to avenge Kira, he had forgotten to at least take his pants off before he shifted, now he was clothesless and would be nude when he shifted back.


(Haha, just realized that could be awkward for Rhys. His crush currently has no clothes and will shift back naked xD )





May looks back at Sheena as she raises her head, asking MAY what she thinks she should do. She blinks, what should she do? What would May do if she were Sheena?


If she did go, there was the possiblity that Christian could do all the things Sheena mentioned, make her kill, make her stay, he could make her do ANYTHING. Even...even stuff like May's father used to make May do......


But if she didn't go. May had gathered that Sheena, on the full moon, would go wolf and possibly kill everyone in her sight, innocents could die, not to mention Sheena would be a wreck afterwards, and May had no idea if she would be able to stop her from killing or not.


Either way, it didn't help thinking of what she would do, this was Sheena, not May. "I think....I think you should do whatever feels right Sheena. I know that you're probably not sure what feels right, because either way, something bad could happen, but either way, something good could happen too. You just have to decide which way has less bad and more good." She looks into Sheena's eyes now, holding eye contact, "No matter which one you choose, I'll be there every step of the way, okay?"
 
Back with Hood, Caroline is growing a little impatient. She has already eaten her food and now swings her legs beneath the table, wondering what is taking May so long to get back to Sheena. She wants to get a shower but feels awkward going back there, just in case they are actually doing more of that kissing stuff, or in case one of them is still in the shower and she might see more of them than she wants to. After a while she stands and starts to walk around the gas station area, picking out some candy.


Taking in another slow breath, Sheena nods. She is unsure of which would be better or worse...she has thought about it so long and hard in just the past several minutes that she is almost exhausted. Maybe now is not the best time to decide...but there is one thing she can be glad of. May still wants to be with her...May promises she will be with her. And May is still not disgusted with her, still not seeing her for what Sheena herself so often has difficulty believing in.


"Thank you," she told her, pulling back and giving a very small smile, before she stepped out of the shower at last. "Um...maybe I should get some clothes...these are kind of wet...do you want to shower? Actually...hang on, we should call your house, check in on everyone. What's the number?"


When May tells her, Sheena dials, letting the phone ring. She wonders if Rhys even knows how to answer a phone, being a mermaid...she just hopes it won't be Devin who picks up.
 
(She probably has but the powers she had stolen fade with time. The ones I mentioned were all she had at the moment And oh god. Poor Rhys.)


Rhys was beginning to wonder if Jason might just teleport back and save them the search when he heard a noise from outside. He frowned, not sure what was going on. Was it Jason? But as he moved he saw that no, it wasn't Jason - it was Kira.


The merman went wide eyed and hurried to her body. He would have been prey for the demon had Devin not also went out and choose to fight it. Rhys was only half-aware of the fight, wishing in the back of his mind that Devin not die either. He had just become friends with the girl and she...she was gone. If Devin was to die too, Rhys wasn't sure what he'd do. Well the choice of going back home or not would be made easier though finding Jason would also be a priority. Though how would he explain it all to Sheena and May and Hood when they got back? How would he even explain Kira's death? He looked down at the body, fighting back tears. He rarely cried now but Kira was his friend, however briefly. And now she was gone. He could have liked her too, just as he liked Devin. But not that chance was lost.


Rhys now looked back at the fighting, not able to look at Kira's body. "Devin..." He wanted Devin to shift back. He wanted to know what to do - burying her would be the best but Jason... He also wanted to be comfort by the man though he would never say that outloud. He lost Kira, he didn't want to push Devin away.


"Hey. Is it gone?" But instead of waiting to answer and possibly realize that Devin would be turning back naked, Rhys heard a phone ring. He was confused at first but he went to answer it, pulling it as far as he could to the door so wait for Devin's response.


"Hello?"
 
When Rhys picks up the phone, Sheena blinks, slightly surprised. Guess that answered her wondering...


Shifting the phone to her other ear, shoving her hair back over her shoulder, she says a little awkwardly, "Um, hey, it's Sheena...we have a cell phone now. It's...kinda a long story. We aren't at prison yet but we will be soon...there's been...a lot going on. We all kind of need to talk, I guess...anyway...I'm just checking in. How are things with you guys? You go swimming or whatever...is Jason or Kira there?"
 
Rhys was relieved to hear Sheena's voice on the other end. He was surprised they hadn't made it to the jail yet but he guessed it was because of the "long story". When Sheena asked him how things were and mentioned swimming and Kira and Jason, Rhys found himself looking back at Devin, then to the couch where Jason was and then to where Kira's dead body was as he couldn't see it from where he was. He could barely see Devin.


"I think I have my own long story," Rhys said. "A lot has happened on this end too. Some you might not believe. Do you have time to listen? You don't have to say your long story."
 
(Um...Demitri? That's a no. You cannot join a rp until you post a character to the rp's sign up sheet and are approved. And this particular rp is closed. Please remove your post? I'd be happy to explain to you how the site works in the shoutbox, as would everyone)


Long story? Rhys and the rest of them had a long story too? What, had Christian contacted them...or someone to do with Caroline? Or...oh no, had someone come because of May's dad? Because he was missing? Had they been found out?


This was all jumping to conclusions, of course, and she had no information to go on, but there were more than enough possibilities flitting through Sheena's mind in response to Rhys's vague words. Glancing at May, hoping she was listening in, she said carefully, "Um...we can...skip mine. I'll just say...we've had a lot of issues...and we're probably in danger. To some extent. But then that's not unusual, right...so...what's going on with you? Aren't Jason and Kira there?"


She's hardly asking for Devin.
 
"No. Jason nor Kira is here," Rhys said, gripping the phone tightly. This was going to be a hard conversation to have but he was glad it was him and not Devin on the phone. He could only imagine how the pair might talk to one another, even over the phone. Her took several deep breathes then began. He told her how the four of them went off swimming and the Witch had tracked him down. About his fight with the Witch and her death. Also about how Caroline was planning to sell him out to her as well. Then he went on to say how he passed out and so did Jason, then to the more recent events. His return to being a merman, Jason's new abilities and disappearance and then to Kira's death. "It's just me and Devin here until we either find Jason or he comes back."


He wasn't sure how Sheena might respond to the news. It was surely a mix of happy and bad. But the happy was mostly his own and he felt that Sheena would feel Kira's death and Jason's new powers were more important than the return of his own. He did not mention his crush on Devin though or his conflicting thoughts on what he wanted to do. That was less important and he didn't think Sheena would care. He looked back outside at Devin and sighed.


"It's a mess here but me and Devin are fine...I don't mind being alone with Devin either and I am sure we can take care of it all. You guys just focus on finishing your own goal."
 
As Rhys rather calmly worked his way through his explanation of everything Sheena, Hood, and the other girls had missed in the past several hours, Sheena's hand tightened over her phone, and she remained very still and quiet, her features progressively rigid as she attempted to process it all. It was simply unbelievable that all of this could happen in only a few hours...but then, was it? Ever since she met them all, hadn't her life been nothing but one disaster after another? Hadn't it ALWAYS been like that?


The witch dead...Jason, with superpowers? JASON? Jason, the kid who couldn't even touch a gun without almost killing someone? Rhys a merman now...what did THAT mean? How was he even answering the phone on land if he was a merman? Caroline selling them out...something to do with the witch? The witch had sent her after Rhys? Did Caroline even understand? Why would she do that?


But above all, it was Kira that she struggled to understand...Kira...how could it be that Kira was dead?


Kira had often been injured, sometimes upset, always mysterious, often surprising in her capabilities...Sheena had not known her well, nor felt particularly close to her, and at one point had entirely mistrusted her. But she had liked her...Kira, strange as Sheena found her, had come to almost feel like family...all of them had.


And now Kira was gone. Kira was murdered.


Sheena remembered the feel of Kira curled into Sheena's lap as a cat, attempting to give her comfort...she remembered the gentleness of Kira's smile, the way she had apologized for herself so often...how she had wondered how it was possible for someone so gentle and with such a guilty conscience to be a bounty hunter. And now she would never know. She would never know ANYTHING.


She did not cry, but she swallowed, her hand reaching for May's and squeezing hard, and she licked her lips, her voice hoarse when she finally answered.


"We...okay."


She looked at May, seeing if she was okay, if she had anything to say.
 
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