Street Kids

Rhys followed after Devin and when the werewolf reported that Jason would be in trouble, he suddenly felt a bit protected. He let that distract him from the shirtless Devin. He hurried along and caught sight of the young boy - and the thugs coming after him.


"Good to be alive," Rhys replied to Jason, frowning. "Seems you got yourself in trouble. Get behind us. Me and Devin can handle this." Rhys wasn't so sure of his words. Surely Devin could handle himself. He might be able to taken them all himself as well and Rhys was tempted to let him do so. Besides his fight with the Witch, Rhys wasn't one for violence and he wasn't much of a fighter as well. But he wanted to do something. He looked at Jason, smiling a little.


"Glad you're alive as well."
 
Devin grinned at Jason as he carried on in his usual way, glad to see that firstly, the kid was alive - sh*t he didn't know what he'd do if Jason had died aswell - and secondly that the thugs hadn't actually harmed him, yet.


When the younger one spoke of dealing with the idiotically armed teenagers - who were quickly approaching - Devin nodded, a grin on his face. "Sure." He stepped foward then, the two thugs had come to a halt a few feet away and seemed to be consulting about if they could take the three guys. Obviously deciding that they could with the reasoning that none of the three were armed and they had a gun, the one with the gun and a pocket knife glared at Devin, "That boy took something of ours and we want it back, just hand him over and you two can go." Devin rose an eyebrow, "You think I'm an idiot kid?" He stepped a bit closer, sending off a menacing vibe, "How about this? You apologize to him for trying to mug him and I'll let you go." The one with the bat glared at Devin, "Who the fu*k do you think you are?" Devin smirked and held out his hand, "Oh, I'm MindYourOwnBusiness. Now apologize and get the heck out of my sight." The boy with the bat, clearing furiated by Devin's condensing tone, took a swing at him with his bat, not expecting Devin to react so quickly, grab the end of the bat and pull it down sharply, causing the end the thug was holding to smash up into his chin and crack something, the boy falling back with a yell. Then, the other kid aimed the gun at Devin, his finger about to pull the trigger when Devin smashed a hand against his wrist and the other hand hit the barrel of the gun in the opposite direction, causing the gun to spin out of the thug's hand and fly into Devin's hand. He aimed the gun at the thug and rose an eyebrow again, "Gonna apologize now?" The thug looked at the barrel of the gun, swallowed, then spoke, "You wouldn't." Devin rolled his eyes, "You got a silencer on this gun?" "Yeah." "I would."


The other thug, who had recovered from the chin bash, grabbed his bat and leapt at Devin in a desperate attempt to knock him out, Devin, without even blinking, turned and shot the thug's leg; the other thug hadn't lied about the silencer. He let out a yell of pain and fell down, dropping the bat. Devin felt a sharp pain on his arm and looked to see the thug had thrown his pocket knife at Devin, Devin looked to the thug and his eyes flashed yellow as they filled with anger, the thug's eyes widened as he stepped back. "Sh*t..did your eyes just change?" Devin stepped forward, the thug stepped back. "Apologize to him, now." He nodded in Jason's direction and the thug finally stuttered out an apology to Jason, "Go." Devin's one word was all the thug needed to grab his friend and leg it back down the alleyway.


Devin turned back to Rhys and Jason, pulling the knife out like it was a simple splinter, "Fu*k that hurt." He looked up at Jason, "Hey, nice to see you're alive kid."
 
Sheena too is glaring at the man in Hood’s grip as she continues to hold Caroline from running to confront Hood. The younger girl is still twisting and straining against Sheena’s stronger grasp, attempting to slip out from beneath her arms as Sheena hunches her taller form over her. She doesn’t want to hurt Caroline accidentally, but the way the girl is fighting her frantically, it’s hard for her to judge how much strength she is using against her. She can feel the girl’s racing heartbeat against her forearm, hear her shallow breaths, and Caroline is flushed with her exertion and her emotion, still shouting.


“Let me GO, Sheena, he’s hurting my dad! Let me go!!!”


The alarms are shrilling through, and already Sheena can see the guards coming out, guns drawn…and surely more police are to come. Immediately she freezes, her own breath growing difficult to draw, and she tightens her arms around Caroline so much the girl gasps in pain and ceases struggling, thinking her hold to be deliberate. The police are shouting, and Sheena’s mind skips back in time, back to her own imprisonment, her own small cell, the sound of a harsh voice telling her to back against the wall, of the hand on the gun at his hip, the first rough hand sliding up and around her side…


Without any further thought she bolts, dragging Caroline with her so the child is almost falling to the ground. Opening the door to the van and shoving Caroline inside, she scrambles in after her and slams the door. Immediately Caroline tries to reach across her to the door to go back outside, but Sheena shoves her down to the floorboard and holds her down, half lying over her, her breath loud and raspy, shuddering. She shuts her eyes, trying desperately to hold herself together…what would happen now, if she wolfed out while in such an enclosed space with Caroline? What would she do to her?


Outside the van Lewis is ashen, his lips moving in silent wordless prayer. His eyes dart as he waits for what he now expects to be his death.
 
May watches with some alarm as the police arrive, as Sheena sprints back to the van, clearly emotional. She looks to the police, in the blonde form still, and rolls her eyes as they raise their guns and tell them to 'put their hands up and surrend' May raises both hands above her head, muttering to herself although Hood and Lewis would be able to hear, "Well, this is annoying." She then looks one of the officers squarely in the eyes as he nods for May to move away from the unnatural form that is Hood. She does so and he heads over, she allows him to cuff her and then she spins around, using the chain inbetween the cuffs to wrap it around his neck and hold him hostage. Glaring at the other guards as she yells out in her form's voice, "Shoot and he dies!" The man is effectively blocking her own body from being shot, "Put your weapons on the floor and step away!" She yells to them and they hesitate, she tugs slightly on the man's neck with the chain, causing him to stop breathing for a moment, "NOW!" She is playing the part of crazy murderous girl well, and they put down their weapons, stepping back. She smirks, "Good little guards." The man she is holding hostage mutters, "Crazy bit*h." She rolls her blue/green eyes, "Yeah whatever." She looks to Hood and Lewis, the man she is holding wondering how the heck such a small petite looking girl is strong enough to hold HIM hostage. "Hey, can we move this party into the van?" She addresses this question to Hood, not saying his name just in case, "We can deal with Lewis once we're outta here."





The guard she has hostage makes a move to elbow her stomach, she moves to the side, still holding him, so that his elbow hits thin air and she tuts, "Silly boy." She tugs on his neck with the chain and he chokes slightly. "Let's get moving guys!" She hisses to Hood and Lewis.
 
Jason nodded and scrambled onwards behind the two, not really minding being protected. But seriously, though, he told himself, he'd had it under control. Vaguely. The jumping-into-the-lake plan had been completely foolproof.


After Devin had run off and as Rhys spoke again, he grinned a little. "Thanks," he said- but after all, he'd met worse. Not like Hood or Witch worse, but somewhat threatening at least. Coming to a stop on the sidewalk behind Rhys, Jason glanced to his right at a storefront before turning back to where the werewolf was confronting the two thugs. He was mostly silent for the duration of the fight- wincing when the gun came out and the knife found its way into Devin's side- and only asked Rhys, "Do you think he needs help?"


Apparently not. Jason was relieved when the fight was ended and Devin came back, relatively unscathed. Trying not to wince again when he pulled the knife out, Jason gave a wary laugh and said, "What, were you two thinking I was dead?" He paused and added, "Uh, but, you okay there? Knife, and all...."
 
*Miyako watches from the shadows, shocked that they be so foolish to think that they have the advantage, the only reason any law enforcement officer would put his weapon down is because he has sniper support, sticking her head out and looking up and around and sure enough both guard towers facing the road has a sniper and a spotter. There isn't much time before that stupid girl gets her brains splattered all over that van. Miyako begins to move down the halls towards the tower access door, he keen senses gives her an alert right before she comes across a small group of guards on there way outside to the fray outside, springing out right infront of them, quickly she draws her katana and passes through the group of guards, it's not until she's about to turn the corner when they fall dead, barely felt the blade pass through them.


As she moves down the hall finally arriving at the door leading up to the tower, silently she glides up the stairs and there stands a sniper with his sights lined up on May's head, his spotter there giving him calculations for his shot. Miyako moves into position behind them drawing two blades and without losing a beat pushes them both into the back of each man's skull then adds a small twist to cut the spine, one down one to go. Picking up the sniper's rifle she turns and aims at the second sniper team. And fires twice, the first bullets flies true and shattered the spotter's skull, the record from her rifle startles the sniper who misfires his rifle the bullet travels by May's head missing by a mere inch striking the tire on the van causing it to explode outwards sending the rubber belt from it all over the ground behind her. Before he can readjust Miyako's second bullet strikes him in the heart, killing him instantly. Miyako then turns her attention to the guards on the ground who have started to reach for their guns on the ground, but she begins picking them off one at a time until she's empties her weapon and has to discard it, sadly she left 3 guards standing.


She has no choice, she steadies her nerves then dives out the tower, sword drawn landing on the back of a guard, there is a loud crack coming from his breaking spine and bones, again without loses a beat she leaps towards another guard just as he reaches his gun, but he's to late Miyako with a flash of steel sends his arm flying off but before he can even scream she spins swinging her sword taking off his head. The last guard on his knees glances at his gun on the ground, Miyako pulls down her mask looks at it and smiles at him but this is a smile of a predator gives to it's prey, cause there can be no witnesses to tell what she's done here, with a flick of her wrist she slices through his throat.


Wiping her sword on his shoulder and she slumps over gripping his neck, she turns towards the van, and walks towards May putting her sword away, speaking with a rather thick accent* Are any of you injured, do you require healing?
 
With Sheena lying on top of her, pinning her down to the floorboard of the back of the van, Caroline cannot see anything outside of the van, but she can certainly hear the commotion outside, and particularly the gunshots. Terrified, the younger girl begins to scream, her shrill voice nearly deafening Sheena in its proximity to her ears.


"NO! NO NO NO! DAD, DAD, DADDY, DON'T KILL MY DADDY!!!"


Lewis can make no move, cannot respond to the child he has so long called his daughter and her shrieks. He can barely understand them among the cacophony. His face is so drained of color, his body trembling so badly within Hood's grasp, his eyes darting so wildly that he appears moments from unconsciousness, and perhaps it would be a blessing in his mind were it to come.


Back in the van, still hunched protectively over Caroline's body, Sheena's alarm grows stronger, ever more overpowering to her as more gunshots join the noise outside. She can feel her breath growing even faster, her entire form trembling badly, and with growing panic she realizes what the adrenaline and fear she is feeling is doing to her...she is about to wolf out. She will not be able to stop herself.


Hastily she scrambles apart from Caroline, who is now sobbing , curled into a ball on the floorboard, and falls out of the van and onto the parking lot concrete just as her shifting begins in earnest. She has no time for a plan of any kind as her joints twist themselves out of shape, breaking and reforming as her Lycan form takes over itself, her clothes shredded on the ground behind her. Snarling, Sheena begins to run around the general area of where the guards had been coming from the last she checked, looking for any of them to meet head on, but it becomes obvious fast that all have already been taken out. Her eyes skip past Hood, Lewis, and May to fixate on Miyako, and facing her, she growls, pawing the ground.
 
*Miyako is far from an alpha so she no power to control Sheena, but she is over 60 years old and a highly trained fighter so she stares back at Sheena, holding her hands up to show she means her no harm* Easy sister, I'm here to help you that's all I'm not here to fight with any of you, so calm yourself, look around you there is no one left to fight. *Miyako turns to May* Talk to her before she hurts someone or gets hurt.
 
May, as the bullet whizzes past her, has already heard it coming and steps forward, pushing the guard with her so that the bullet has no way of hitting her. She isn't stupid. Then, as Miyako speaks to her she rolls her eyes, "I'm good." She has to give it to the girl though, she's got some skills.


Then, Sheena leaps out, turns into wolf form and growls at the crowd, May looks to her. "Oh sh*t Sheena." She mumbles. She throws the guard down to the floor and shifts her hands, making them smaller so that the cuffs slip right off onto the floor. She then shifts them back, tugs off her backpack and throws it against the wall, striking her hand down so that the guard - who is about to get up - is knocked unconcious by her hitting his pressure point. She then turns to Sheena and stares her in the eyes, "Sheena, calm down. The guard's are gone, don't worry. Miyako won't hurt any of us." She says this with a soft voice yet she is confident, not seeming at all scared by Sheena as she even takes a step closer, ready to shift if she needs to.
 
Sheena growls at Miyako again, her eyes narrowed, fur rising as she faces her, not backing down from her threatening stance. But when she hears May speak to her, her voice soothing, reassuring her that everything is okay, no one will be hurt, her eyes shift towards her reluctantly, their blue color sharper than usual in its hue. She is still in a tensed position, ready to attack as she allows her eyes to rove the area, then turns her head as well, taking in that there are in fact no one left shooting. Still, she remains in her Lycan form as she goes to stand protectively in front of May, calmed down some, but wary enough that she is still in wolf form.


Inside the car Caroline has rose up from her place on the floorboard to look cautiously out the window, biting the insides of her cheeks. Seeing that her father is still alive, and appears uninjured, if very frightened, her heart skips a beat in joy. Nevertheless she doesn't move to join him, her eyes rooted to the Asian woman who had apparently committed all the killings, and to the Lycan Sheena in front of May, her eyes wide.
 
May, smiles lightly as Sheena seems to calm some, standing infront of her protectively. Her heart seems to skip a beat at this. At Sheena protecting her. And the happiness that lights in her eyes is undeniable. She wasn't used to being protected, she was usually the protector, or she was out in the open.


But Sheena wants to protect her.


Without thinking, she reaches out and runs a hand over Sheena's soft fur, her fingers stroking the spot where her neck and back join. She looks at the wolf infront of her, then, remembering the t-shirt, she looks back to where she discarded it, "Sheena, your top is in there." She informs her, remembering once when Devin had shifted he had simply picked up the clothes in his mouth and ran off to get changed behind a bush. She continues to pet Sheena sub-consciously.
 
When Sheena first feels May's fingers running through her fur, Sheena looks up sharply. She cannot remember having ever been petted while in her Lycan form; she would never allow someone to get that close to her, for fear of what might happen. Being in her Lycan form while it is daylight, she has much more control of her actions and thoughts than she would when forced to shift at night, during the full moon, and there is little chance of her attacking someone whom she doesn't want to attack. Still, her fear of herself and her power in her Lycan state is enough that she always avoids others as much as she can, and she could never conceive of letting someone touch her, of them wanting to be near enough to risk it.


But May is not frightened at all...May is touching her, even petting her. And as Sheena gradually relaxes, her fur smoothing down, a slight noise of contentment emerges from her throat before she can stop herself. She lets May continue to pet her, though she is still eyeing Miyako, and hearing May's words about her shirt, nods slightly in acknowledgment. After a few more moments she can feel the first signs of her beginning to shift back in her joints, and she pulls away, grabbing the shirt from where May had indicated in her mouth and moving quickly to hide behind the car as she shifts back to her human form. She is still blushing, a little embarrassed, as she notices Caroline staring at her from the van as she does so. Pulling the shirt over her head, thankful to see that it covers her to the place on her legs halfway between her knees and thighs, she rejoins the others, still standing slightly in front of May.


She is very aware of Lewis, who she now definitely considers, even without knowing the full story, to be a sick kidnapping pedophile, and grits her teeth at her proximity to him in so little clothing, resenting that situation as she speaks.


"I don't know why the hell you keep following me, whatever your name is, and I REALLY don't like guns. So...you can go now." Turning back to Hood with Lewis, she says, "Do...SOMETHING to make him get in the van and not touch Caroline, just until we can go somewhere away from here where he can talk to her."


Without waiting to see if they listen to her, glancing at May as though to ask her to follow, she gets into the van, gently pushing for Caroline to move over and then taking her hand, not out of affection or to comfort, but to be able to restrain her from trying to touch Lewis if she needs to.
 
*Miyako walks towards May intrigued at the effect she has over a another Lycan* You seem to be able to control the beast that's rather interesting and impressive, but this doesn't change anything, this time she willed herself to shift but under a full moon without proper guidance this could have ended ugly. *Looks towards Sheena in the van*To answer your question I was sent to protect you and it's a good thing I showed up. *Again looking at May* It was foolish to stand out in the open like that, you may not have feared for your life but the child inside the van or Sheena could have been killed, please in the future leave the combat to those that are experienced. *Miyako moves to the guard May knocked out and kneel down placing her knee on his neck and left it there until he stopped breathing.* Do you have a spare tire? If not I suggest you take what you need from one of the prison transport vans, while you do that I will make sure there is no evidence of your presence here. *She then looks to Hood there is some delay in her voice* You there, you should hide these bodies. If you all wish to get away here with your objective I suggest you listen to me and do as I say. Now if I'm not back in 10 minutes you have my permission to leave without me. *She stands and walks back towards the prison after about 8 minutes she returns with a small stick with a red button on top, she moves back to the van and sees Caroline and smiles at her.* Hello little one, do you like fireworks, here this is for you, if you push it you'll see fireworks. *Reaches for Caroline's hand and places the stick in her hands*
 
"I didn't WILL myself to do anything, I don't WILL myself to shift," Sheena blurted out defiantly towards Miyako, the van door still open and leaving her able to hear her words to the others. "It just HAPPENS, and I still didn't do anything to you or anyone else even if I should have. You don't know everything about me."


Still, the woman's implications are exactly her own thoughts, and she shifts uncomfortably beside Caroline, thinning her lips. Because...just because she hasn't hurt anyone so far in the daylight, doesn't mean that she couldn't one day...and it was entirely another matter under the full moon's glow.


Sheena knows that May won't take kindly to Miyako's jab about her being foolish or inexperienced in combat, and smirks, knowing that May won't let that slide, and making a comment of her own. "You don't know anything about May either, clearly."


It took her a moment after Miyako's suggestions to remember that yes, they did still have a flat tire, and that her getting back in the van was in fact a useless move, seeing as they couldn't drive it yet. Sliding away from Caroline, she told her briefly to remain where she was as she went around to open the trunk of the car, checking for a spare tire and tire iron. There was no spare tire, but there was a tire iron and jack. As Sheena removed it, heading towards the prison van to take one of their tires to replace theirs with, she calls back to Caroline.


"Don't get out of the van, Caro, okay...and Lewis, don't you talk to her, and if you touch her one of us will tear your head off, trust me. Also...Caroline, don't touch that thing she gave you."


It took several minutes for Sheena to remove and replace the tires as was needed, even with her working as fast as she could. The whole time she was very much aware that she was squatting and bending in only a t-shirt, and she gritted her teeth, trying to ignore the fact that her face was a little flushed. Caroline, meanwhile, had looked out the window again to see all the dead guards and was sitting very still, no longer calling out to Lewis, silent tears slowly drifting down her cheeks. She does not touch the detonator in her hands any more than she has to, carefully holding it apart from her. As Sheena finishes up, calling out again for May and Hood to get back to the van, she slips back beside Caroline, who looks over at her and says in a small voice, "Why are you being so mean to my dad...I didn't...why did she kill all those people?"


Sheena swallows, then takes the detonator from her hands, deciding then and there the responsibility of destruction and any further deaths was not Caroline's, nor was it hers either. She lay it on the floor board, shoving it away from her with her foot.


"We'll talk in a little while, Caro, okay?"


To Miyako, she says, "I'm not killing anyone who isn't trying to kill me. You can take that back. I'm not letting her either."
 
*Miyako leans into the van and picks up the detonator and presses it a quick cascading explosion rips through the prison reducing it to a pile of ruble* You have much to learn about being a lycan, one we don't hunt what we can't kill, two we leave no witnesses to what we are, in your case we can add the 2 dozen felonies you committed before I intervened. three if you're gonna shift you need a wolf pack, *Pulls her pack off her back and grabs a pair of black sweat pants and tosses them on the Sheena's lap.* four unless you're sleeping with them try not to show your ass to men in your pack, have some dignity for god sakes* Grow up sister the sooner you stop hating what you are the easier it will be for you to control it...But it's not my place to teach you how to be a lycan, you have Christian for that, you must be very important to him cause he's never offered to teach any other stray. Just who the hell are you that you warrant such a blessing?
 
Sheena's face is stoic as she can make it as she watches the prison exploding out the window, making no comment verbally. She only clinches one fist slowly beside her thigh, then pulls on her sweatpants with as little motion as is possible. Her only comment to Miyako is a terse "I'm not your sister."


When Caroline's hand creeps into hers and squeezes hard, Sheena lets her hold her hand, knowing that the younger girl has to be terrified by this point. She is not thinking of Caroline at this point, but of what Miyako had just said...and of Christian.


Why WAS she so important to him, that he would go to all this trouble, send all these people to follow her, to watch and protect her? If he didn't do this for other girls...what was so special about her? Who WAS she, really?


She didn't know, and this was her answer as she stared at her fingers wrapped around Caroline's.


"I don't know."


(Ok, should let Grin and Jo catch up now)
 
Hood stood for a time without moving or speaking to anyone, the man in his clawed hand twitching now and again to prove he was still living. About to move towards May when she restrained the officer, he stopped, sniffing the air and tilting his head, a guttural sound coming from his throat. Blood, death and Miyako. When the female landed, the creature gave a glare, eyes seeming to crack with white lines at the corners. "You," he said plainly, hardly visible mouth stretching open, the 'teeth' sharp as razors.


Caroline's screams tore at his senses, but he ignored them for the time being, focusing more on Sheena's scramble from the van and the snapping sound of bone that was a tell-tale sign of her transformation. Giving another growl, he moved to watch her and watch what unfolded between the group, unsure if he should keep his eyes on Miyako or Sheena.


As May calmed the transformed Lycanthrope, white orbs twisted toward the biker-woman again, studying her. When Sheena barked an order to get rid of Lewis, he complied, tossing the male in his grasp into the van. Blackness shot over him, pinning him to the wall and hardening. Eyes going to Caroline, they narrowed. "Do not touch him or talk to him. Not yet. Not now."


When another order came, Hood snarled, eyes cracking with more white lines. It was frustrating. "Do not think that this means I answer to your words, Miyako. This is to prevent myself from discovery." Moving to the bodies closest to them, he began picking them up with tendrils that extended from his back. One by one, he pulled the bodies into his form, ingesting them and absorbing them. In this new body of his, it was less of a chore, but there were more surges of thoughts and memories.


After a bit of a stagger and righting himself, he moved to the van once more. Just as he was about to speak, there was a click and the prison behind them exploded, showering debris around and reducing the entire facility to nothing but rubble and dust. It was shocking, and the surprise of it shown on Hood's face, white eyes going wide for a moment, then squinting, white lines splitting up the side of his black flesh.


"I should SLAUGHTER YOU!!" he roared, mouth opening wide and just a glimpse of his long fangs appearing. "Senseless killing, destruction... INTERFERENCE!" The creature's arms twisted into the large clawed ones once more and he crouched down.


"You and those you work for have caused nothing but more issue! Always deviating from the form, changing the plan, making things unnecessarily difficult!" he spat poisonously, raising a claw into the air. "It is time we ended the constant bother. It is time for you to die."
 
May turns her blue/green eyes on Miyako as she speaks to her, clear disdain in her glare as the other speaks to her. "The beast?" She grounds her words out, "She's not a beast." She defends Sheena quickly, expecting Miyako to turn around and speak of the bloodshed and the lives Lycan's cost when not controlled, like she cared about any of that. As far as May can see, Miyako is the one who just killed more than 2 dozen men.


But then she has the insolence to call May foolish and inexperienced. Now May is pissed off. Miyako doesn't know May, she doesn't know the half of what May can do. Siran was foolish and inexperienced, not May. She takes a step forward, intending to go over to Miyako and drop kick her in the face, or something along those lines. Her body seems to be shaking, the bones rippling underneath her skin just as a Lycan does. But then she hears Sheena's comment, "You don't know anything about May either, clearly." And she calms.





Maybe, just maybe, somebody FINALLY understood her. Maybe. But still, this comment of Sheena's is enough to stop her from tearing Miyako's heart out of her body, but she is still frickin' annoyed. So she walks over to the van, managing to place herself between the two girls inside and Miyako, so she is facing her. Her eyes narrow almost into slits and her voice, even though it is smooth and soft, you can hear the underlying threat in it. "Excuse me, Miyako." She speaks her name like it's an infectious disease. "I knew exactly what I was doing. Firstly, they're prison guards. They wouldn't shoot an innocent child inside a van or a girl who seemed no threat. Infact, it was idiotic of them to fire at me. The police are widely known for locking up threats rather than killing them. To them I was a human girl, and they have a thing against killing Humans." She folded her arms, "Sheena's right. You clearly know nothing about me, so I suggest you stop acting like you do." She then leapt into the van, sitting beside Sheena as Hood spoke of killing Miyako. She smirked, "Go ahead Hood. I'm sure no-one here will mind." Her hand reached down and reassuringly gripped Sheena's free hand as she slammed the door shut, stopping Miyako from responding to her and also protecting the three girls - and Lewis - from whatever Hood may unleash on Miyako outside.
 
Inside the van, Caroline is frozen with her fear, her hand gripping Sheena’s more tightly than Sheena would have thought her capable of. She is staring out the window at Hood facing Miyako, her eyes so wide she appears to be unblinking, and she is trembling so badly Sheena can feel it, pressing her shoulder into Sheena’s hard, as though she is attempting to burrow into her side. It is not within Sheena’s instincts to know how to comfort her, not when she still feels she barely knows her, but she lets her hold her hand, grateful when May joins them in the van and takes her other hand too, squeezing May’s tighter than she does Caroline’s.


Outside the van, Hood is clearly infuriated, growing beyond being able to control himself or his form any longer. He has long abandoned his human shape, his form now black and almost entirely shapeless, with claws and tentacles seeming to appear as he wills or needs them. He is roaring his fury in a voice so loud and ominous that Sheena’s stomach drops, her mouth going dry…what if he cannot control himself, what if he cannot reel himself back in, after he attacks Miyako? What if he turns to them?


And then another thought dawns on her, one that until now, she had entirely forgotten, and she leans across May jerkily to throw open the van door, yelling out to Hood with urgency.


“HOOD! YOU CAN’T KILL HER!!! Christian said if he was hurt, he said if she was killed, he’d come after me, he’d take me, he’d force me…you can’t kill her! He’ll send them all after us, the whole pack, he’ll kill everyone…leave her alone! Just get in the van and leave her alone!”


In the front seat, where Hood had flung him inside the van, Lewis is ashen, trembling even more violently than his “daughter.” He continuously wet his lips, making harsh swallowing gestures with his throat as if he could not quite complete the attempt. His hands tightly gripping his knees to the point his knuckles were white, Lewis’s eyes darted rapidly, taking in the destroyed prison, the sinister form of Hood outside, the woman who had so coldly taken out the entire population of the prison without so much as a blink, and then the three teenage girls behind him in the van’s backseat, seeming to find each of them an equally threatening sight. Each time his eyes came to rest on Caroline, they skipped away almost immediately, and his breathing grew still more rapid and sharp in its audible sound.


And then Caroline was catching his gaze, her dark eyes round and glinting brightly with her fear, her features pinched and pale. She did not reach for him, afraid to after what Hood had threatened, but she did speak to him, her voice higher pitched than usual, pleading.


“Dad…Dad, why is he doing this….why did he kill all those people. Dad, I’m scared…”


Lewis grimaces, his eyes skipping away again, and a sound almost like a sob escapes his throat. Watching this interaction, Sheena’s eyes narrow, her stomach clinching with disgust and anger, and she stares at Lewis in a very hostile manner, her voice sharp.


“You tell her, Lewis. Right now. You tell your DAUGHTER what’s going on.”


Lewis took a deep breath, his eyes darting again towards outside, and Sheena’s voice rises as she snaps, “LOOK at her, tell her what you f*cking did!”


“Daddy?” Caroline asked, her voice dropping, and she seemed to shrink back against her seat, as though dreading his reply. “What…what did you do?”


The reply was probably no more than a few seconds in coming, but it seemed to Sheena to take years. Her attention was diverted between what was taking place outside, the danger of what would happen if Miyako were to die, and what was going on inside the van, the confrontation between herself and Lewis…she didn’t know where to look, where to be listening.


“I…Car-sweetheart,” he quickly amended with a fast look outside the van, seeming to realize the wisdom of not continuing to call her the name that he had himself assigned to her. “Sweetheart….what people have been saying…that I…I took you…and…that you’re…that you’re not mine…”


He took another deep breath, seeming to be having great difficulty forcing out the words, and when they come, his head is bowed, his hand half covering his face, his voice choked. “They’re right…it’s true…I’m not…I’m not your biological father.”


“You’re not her father at ALL,” Sheena corrected harshly, “You fuckin’ took her out her bed, just like they said, you LIED to her, tell her you lied to her!”


Lewis nodded, though the verbal statement did not come, his hand still covering his face. Beside Sheena, Caroline’s mouth opened, but did not form words. She stared at Lewis with huge shellshocked eyes, her hand in Sheena’s going suddenly limp, and when she first spoke, her words were very small, barely audible.


“You…you’re not my dad?”


“No, baby,” Lewis choked, and Sheena clinched her jaw, sickened by his use of the pet name. “No, not…like that. I love you, sweetheart, I’ll always love you, you’ll always be my daughter in my heart. But…I didn’t…you’re not my blood.”


Caroline was very still beside Sheena, and when Sheena glanced over at her she was somewhat alarmed to see that she had gone so pale she appeared to be nearly bloodless, on the verge of fainting. Her voice seemed from far away, not from her mouth at all.


“You…you lied to me? You…”


“Your name is Madeline Brinkerman,” Lewis sounds as though he is crying now, though he has turned in such a way that Sheena cannot see his face. “You were called Maddie…you remember that, sweetheart. It was just…I wanted you to be my little girl, and I knew…I just wanted…”


“No,” Caroline whispers, and she shakes her head, faintly at first, then harder, her voice rising, gaining strength. “NO, you’re lying. You’re my dad…you’re my DAD. I’m not Maddie. I’m not Maddie, I’m CAROLINE, my name is CAROLINE, you’re my DAD…NO, they’re making you say that. They’re making you…you’re…”


“No,” Lewis shook his head, and it was clear now that he was indeed crying, the words almost a sob. “No, sweetheart, I’m so sorry. It’s true. I’m not…you’re not my blood.”


“YOU’RE LYING!” Caroline screamed, and then she tried to jerk her hand from Sheena, fumbling for the door handle, but her hands are shaking so badly she can’t seem to find the coordination to do so. “You’re lying…no…I’m not Maddie…you’re LYING…you’re my DAD, don’t say you’re not…you’re my DAD…WHY WON’T THIS DOOR OPEN?!”


Breaking out into tears, she scrabbles at the lock on the door handle one more time before giving up, doubling over so her head is almost on her knees, her body shuddering violently with her sobs. Still bent, she chokes out, “No, no, you’re my daddy. NO…”


Sheena looks at May with some alarm, not knowing what to do, what to say…what IS she supposed to say? Her heart is in her throat as she finally gestures for May to switch places with her, so she can help with Caroline and so Sheena herself can be closer to the opposite door of the van. Right now, she has to see what’s going on with Hood and Miyako…because if Miyako is killed, that will be her fault…and so will everything that happens after. She can’t let that happen. She can’t let anything else go wrong right now.


She does give Lewis the darkest, most loathing look she can summon before turning back towards Hood and Miyako, as she says in a low hiss, “You are completely despicable, and if it were up to me, you’d be the one out there facing Hood. Just so we’re clear.”
 
May sits and listens as Lewis begins to explain, giving him her dirtiest glare as he does so. She can't think of men as anything but having some sort of sick, ulterior motive - from personal expierence - and so she can only imagine what might have happened as Caroline got older and more....figure enhanced.


As the younger girl begins to raise her voice, her face as white as a ghost, May senses she may need to step in. Watching as Caroline begins to sob and try to pull the door open, her body shaking with the tears as she doubles over, May sighs to herself and gets up, directing a hateful glare at Lewes. What a messed up man to have done this to Caroline, to have messed with her head so badly that she can't even comprehend what he is telling her.


"Caroline." She speaks softly, deciding to use the name the girl prefers, her arm instinctively wraps around the younger girl, letting Caroline lean on her as she cries. Not sure what to say, she just lets the girl lean on her and cry on her.


(Ah, not sure what May should say to her O.o )
 
Rhys watched the fight in a mix of anxiety for Devin's safety and joy at Devin kicking their butts. He was both impressed and a little turned on by Devin's actions and words and he felt his face go hot for a moment, before he calmed himself down. Well this was only going to get more frustrating for him.


When Devin got hit with the knife, Rhys let out a gasp. After the fight was over, he was frowning. "I am glad he's okay," Rhys said, not looking away from his crush for a moment. Then he looked at Jason. Dead.


"We...We weren't sure Jason. You just disappeared and...." Well it was better he learned now and not later. "Kira is dead."
 
Devin grinned at Jason as he asked about the knife, "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little scratch." The knife had gone much too deep to be 'just a little scratch' but, as he glanced down at the wound you could see the skin seem to regenerate and stretch, covering the once-wound completely and effectively healing it. Devin wiped the bit of blood that remained with his finger and the area looked almost completely normal again.


He smirked at Jason, "See, not a problem." But then Rhys uttered that Kira was dead, and Devin's joyful attitude dampened considerably. His smirk gone as he looked down, adding onto Rhys's words, "That demon killed her." He remembered how the demon had slashed his claws across Kira's body, ending her life.
 
She knew nothing about her life. She knew nothing at all. Nothing was true, nothing was real...everything was a lie. Her whole life, everything she had believed and trusted in, a lie.


Caroline- Maddie, her father- no, Lewis- not her father, LEWIS- had said her name was Maddie...god, she didn't even know her own name anymore. She didn't know anything...was she really thirteen at all? Lewis had said that Caroline was older than Maddie was, had said that her birthday was earlier...he had told her, back when Maddie was supposed to be eight, from what she believed at the time, that she was actually now nine. What was her true birthday? What was her true age? Was she thirteen, or was she only twelve?


The more she thought about it, the more horrified she became, the more her stomach twisted and churned inside her as her suspicion dawned that she was in fact still twelve years old. That everything, absolutely everything she thought she knew to be true and instinctive knowledge about herself was a lie.


She didn't know the basic facts of her life. What was her middle name? Caroline- Maddie, really she was Maddie- could not remember what Maddie's middle name had been...only what CAROLINE'S was. She could not remember very much of her life before Lewis...Lewis had worked so hard to convince her that she should forget it, that she should only remember her time with him...the time that was the truth. He had told her over and over that her life with him, that his love for her and her love for him, was the only true and important thing in all the world.


She had been willing to run away for that truth. She had been willing to walk for days and go hungry and cold, to lie and put herself in danger, to be with frightening strangers and to break the law, maybe even to kill or die.


And it wasn't truth at all. It was all a lie.


She sobbed into May's side, her head bowed, hair falling over her face and sticking to her cheeks, feeling her nose begin to run but not bothering to try to stem it. In the front seat Lewis was silent, no longer even trying to explain or apologize, and she could not look at him, could not bear to see him and the pain she knew would be reflected back at her from his face.


He lied to her...he lied. He was not her father...he took her from her parents. He took her away, he made her stop loving them...he had made it so her life could never be the same, never be normal, never be HERS again.


He had made her Caroline. And now no matter where she was or what she did, she no longer knew how to be anything or anyone else.


"I don't even know my name," she gasped, knowing that no one would be following her thoughts, that no answer would be what she was needing to know. "I don't know my NAME...I'm not thirteen, I'm TWELVE, I'm not...you...I'm not ANYONE, I don't know ANYTHING, I'm not even thirteen, I don't have a NAME!"


For Sheena, the car has become increasingly claustrophobic. She is already sitting close up to two other girls, one who is so very upset that her weeping seems to be taking up every ounce of space in the car to the point that Sheena feels like she's nearly choking on her emotion. And then there's Lewis...being ANYWHERE near him is entirely too close for her comfort. She would dearly love to simply choke him to death right there, right now, but the last thing they need is for Caroline- or whatever her name is- to break down even further right now...and there's still Hood and Miyako to worry about.


She deliberately doesn't allow herself to look at either Caroline or Lewis, her eyes fixed on the couple outside.
 
*Miyako looks at Hood more curious then scared after all in her time on Earth she's seen all sorts of horrors* So this is what your monster looks like, you all look at me with disgust for what I do to survive yet you travel with this one who thinks he can hide what he did, I smell the dead on him, the bodies of the dead were not hidden inside when I came back out, I find it amusing that someone that's had such a meal is still so moody, did the dead give you a tummy ache. You think I care what any of you think or do, then you are foolish I completed my mission so my obilgation to you all is over. I grow tired of you all so for now on you ungrateful brats you're on your own.


*Miyako slowly backs away from the van, her eye not leaving Hood as well as her hand on the hilt of her sword as she moves to the tree line. She smirks*


By the way the average respond time for the state police is 10 minutes, I pressed 911 on my phone 8 minutes ago and if you do get away from them there is always Esbern's Pack that is hunting you I was suppose to stop, but if you're so good Little May you can handle 2 dozen full lycans that have decades of death underneath their claws!


*She drops a smoke bomb and vanishes into the trees*
 
May, since she is in the closed van, she isn't affected by the smoke bomb, and the only thing on her mind right now is Caroline.


Poor Caroline, who's life has been so messed up by that bast*rd of a man that she doesn't even know her name, apparently not her age either - had he lied to her about her age too? Probably, he probably wanted her to have a different birthday, one that meant something to him.


And as Caroline begins to throw out words, not knowing her name, not knowing who she is, believing she is now NOBODY. May can oddly relate. Of course has never been in this situation, of being kidnapped and convinced she was an entirely different person. But she had been three people in her life - if you didn't count her endless amount of forms.


First there was Siran, then she had been Lust, and now she was May.


She speaks lightly at first, consoling Caroline, "I understand Caroline. Not completely. But I understand not knowing who you are." She looks at the sobbing girl, her eyes full of worry and concern, "I've been three people in my life. The first one was a young girl called Siran." She wasn't entirely sure where she was going with this, it sounded like she was telling a fairytale by her soft tone, "Siran...Siran was weak, and she was scared of everything and everyone she met. She didn't know how to speak to people, she couldn't fight, she couldn't do anything." She carries on, not acknowledging that Sheena and Lewis can hear her aswell, "And then there was Lust. Lust...she was a bit complicated. She wasn't weak like Siran, not physically, and she could do great things, she could shift into anybody she wanted to be. But Lust was emotionally unstable, she was still scared of some people, mostly men, and she was forced to become Lust, she didn't want to be Lust." She hopes this is working, "And then, when I left the terrible people that made me become Lust, I decided to start all over again. I didn't know who I was anymore, I didn't know if I was Siran or Lust, I didn't have a name, so I made myself a new identity, I gave myself a name." She smiled lightly, "May. And I decided that I was going to be whoever I wanted to be now."


She paused, hoping Caroline wouldn't freak out on her as she suggests in a light, caring tone, "Why don't you do that? Give yourself a name, whatever name you want, and start over. Give yourself another shot at life." She looked up, glaring at Lewis, "This time you'll be doing it for yourself, no-one else."
 
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