Street Kids

"Of course, who doesn't love May," Rhys found himself muttering a little bitterly. Then he shook his head. He expect this reaction. Well actually Devin took it better than Rhys had expected. He watched the man go and sighed deeply. It wasn't easy and Rhys felt both bitter and angry and hurt by Devin's rejection, but wasn't that what he had wanted in the first place?


Rhys watched him go and then looked back to where Jason might be. He thought it was best to go now while Devin was distracted. Maybe only Jason was going to notice at first or maybe he'd be able to go and they wouldn't learn he was gone until much later. By then Rhys hoped to be far away in the case that they did come after him. Rhys wished he could explain and so he left a note on an end table, before slipping out the door and heading where he could tell the ocean was.


Dear everyone,


I know it might be hard for you to understand this. I don't expect you to really. But I've come to the conclusion that I must return home. It's no one's fault by my own. I don't belong here. I can see that now. Well I've always known it and now I am able to go back to my home and my family. Please don't be angry at me for leaving. I know this is the right choice.


I'm sure no one will miss me either. May, Sheena and Caroline. I see they'd be happier with a boy gone. Jason... to you I would want to apologize the most, but I know you're strong and that I'm still mostly a stranger. As for you Devin, well, I don't expect you'd want me around much anymore.


So I'm going. And I won't ever return. Don't...don't come after me. I'm sorry, but I know I have to do this.


Rhys





 
*Vince pretty much ignores Sheena and May, looking down at the now scared little girl, he leaned in pulling the candy bar out of his pocket and holds it out for Caroline.* Hey there little one your name is Caroline right? That's a pretty name for a pretty little girl. Do you like chocolate? Cause I have 2 daughters a little older then you and they love chocolate. Now don't listen to the angry girl, she knows little to nothing about Lycans and would probably be less angry if she had some chocolate *he grins at her*, first of all we don't eat little girls or any of those things she mention, sure the beast is scary but we're also protective and caring of those we're close to, there is so much none of you know about us. Christian however is a bit of a hard ass and likes things to run smoothly. So I guess you girls can follow me unless you want to ride in my car, I have AC and a dvd player. *He stands back up and looks at May and Sheena* You really shouldn't make a child prejudice of something you know nothing of, just because you don't like *Looks at Sheena* What you are, *turns and looks at May* or what we are, doesn't mean the child needs to carry your prejudice.
 
Caroline eyes Vince apprehensively, not taking his candy bar. She wouldn't have anyway, unless she was very, very hungry, but the fact that Sheena was shaking her head at her vehemently from behind him made her all the more inclined not to. The man sounds nice, and says he won't eat her or hurt her...he's calling her pretty...and talking about...prejudice? She knows Sheena is nice even if she's Lycan, but this guy the girls say isn't...but May's being sort of nice to him?


She has, of course, noticed by now that Sheena is angry more often and quickly than May is, so she takes this into account too. All of this is thoroughly confusing to her, so she says little before slowly coming up from the van and coming to stand next to the girls, except, "I'm not a little girl."


Sheena rolls her eyes, then instinctively grabs her hand, as though to keep her near as she begins to walk with her and May to the car. She doesn't go to the front seat, pulls Caroline back from doing so, and hopes May won't either. She's not about to sit next to this guy. As she slides into the middle of the backseat with Caroline on her left she tries not to show in her face or body how very nervous she is.


Caroline with them now...how could this have happened?
 
May raises an eyebrow at Vince as he says she knows nothing about Lycans. "I know plenty about Lycans. Not as much as you, I must admit, but enough." She manages to catch his gaze as she speaks next, "I'm sure you're nice, but so far Christian has given me no impression of himself besides a violent jerk. So yeah, I had an inkling that he may be inclined to eat Caroline if she annoys him, or kill her."


May of course slides in behind Sheena in the back of the car, shutting the door behind her as she almost instantly grabs Sheena's hand and squeezes it lightly, she could imagine how nervous Sheena may be feeling right now, especially now that Caroline is with them, and she presses her shoulder lightly against Sheena's, just to remind her that she's there for her.


Once Vince gets into the front of the car, she fixes her eyes on the back of his head, speaking lightly in a casual tone, "How far away are we?" She's trying to make conversation, figuring just because Christian is a class one a-hole doesn't mean all his pack members are, right?
 
*Vince starts the car but before he drives off he turns and looks at the girls* I hope you will refrain from insulting Christian to his face or around anyone else, as I said we that are with him are quite loyal and would kill or die for him..What you seen at the diner was the result of your friend, the guy that smells funny threatening Christian's life, trust me that is not how he wanted that meeting to go, in fact all he's ever done is offer his help, like at the prison Miyako was there to protect you Sheena but your friend again was the aggressor after she risked her life for you...Just saying Christian acts the way he does after a century of life he does what he does to ensure the survival of the pack, what's your excuse?...But yeah he can be a big ole jerk sometimes to but he also does not eat little girls. *Vince drives for about 30 minutes in what seems like circles before he finally stops about 4 blocks from where he picked you up in a gated alley, with men standing guard just inside the gate and a couple on the roof.* Sheena, Christian wants to speak to you alone for a few minutes, Raina and Caroline I can show you the room you'll have to share.*Standing just inside the door is Miyako in another tight fitting dress, this one a red with another long slit up the side so she can get to her weapons.*


Miyako: Sheena, follow me, you can not afford to keep Christian waiting any longer!
 
Christian does not eat little girls, huh? Maybe not, but does he kill them? Does he lock them into boxes? Does he hurt them? Sheena was hardly convinced or assured, and as the driving went on both she and Caroline were silent. Sheena found herself squeezing May's hand tighter and tighter the closer they drew to their destination, and though she was sweating, her hands were icy and she found cold and clammy all over. Soon she would wolf out, soon she would be uncontrollable, and have to give herself into Christian's hands. She had no idea what would happen or what she might do.


As they pull up to the gates, Sheena knows they have arrived even before anyone appears to greet them. She tries not to look at anyone, or to breathe too loudly or swallow too hard, but she can feel Caroline looking at her after staring at the gates with wide eyes and knows the girl is watching her reaction. She squeezes May's hand again, giving a slight shiver even before Vince announces she is supposed to see Christian alone. Then her eyes meet May's in alarm and she presses closer to her without quite intending to, silently declaring her reluctance to obey.


See Christian ALONE? What if he made her do...something, anything, that she didn't want to, where May wasn't there, where no one could see? And May and Caroline share a room...what about Sheena? Would she have to share with CHRISTIAN?


Her eyes take in Miyako and her sexy dress, and she connects more dots- is Miyako going to dress her in something like that, is that why she's going with her? She doesn't move, not able to articulate these fears.
 
*Miyako rolls here eyes at Sheena* Come on already I don't have all day! You know it would be OH SO HELPFUL if you would stop being such a scared little girl and get over yourself, I bet you honestly think Christian set all this up...went through all this trouble just so he could bring you here and have his way with you, trust me he didn't, you're not worth all that trouble. Besides he prefers women, not little girls that are scared of their own shadows.


Vince: Come on Miyako be nice to our guest, it wouldn't kill you to at least pretend you have more going for you then being a cold-blooded assassin, have you ever considered baking?


*She glares at him before walking away not waiting or caring if Sheena is keeping up but says over her shoulder*


Miyako: Maybe I'll grind your bones into flour and bake a cake!
 
A little girl? Sheena didn't take kindly to being called a little girl, as if she was no more than Caroline. She was seventeen, only a year from adulthood, and in terms of life experience had been through more than most adults SHE could think of. Miyako's insults were enough for her to lift her chin and step away from May, towards her, and then to follow her. She did look back at May, hoping that somehow, this would still be okay. That May would see her, help her...they couldn't keep May away from her, could they? That's not what she'd come here for. It's not what she agreed to...were they going to keep them separated, permanently?


Against her better judgment, she mutters back to Miyako as they walk, "I'm no little girl, but even if I was, at least I'm not a redlight hooker wannabe who sleeps with any dog that howls louder than all the rest." Referring, of course, to Miyako and Christian.
 
Rhys started down the street. He did not look back at May's house. He couldn't. If he thought too much about what he was doing or he dwell too much on his choice. If he looked back at the house, then he might return. And he couldn't do that. He had to move on from this human life.


Rhys had never imagined it would be like this. When he was first strandard on land, he always imagined he'd trick the Witch or on bitter, angry days, kill her and then he would be whole again. He'd be able to go back and see his friends and family and forget about his time on land. It would be like a dream. Just a silly, pointless little fantasy and he'd be able to move on from it all.


But no. The longer he was on land, the harder it was to ignore the reality. How many times did he just want to give up and accept his fate? But Rhys had gotten what he wanted. He just didn't do it alone as so often he thought he would. And that was what lead to a complication. He wasn't alone and now he had to leave something behind. Besides his years away would his friends and family remember him? Would it be like he had remembered? Would it be worth going back?


Rhys had to hope it was.
 
*Miyako spins, he eyes have shifted and there is a growl in her voice* You listen and listen well little girl! I don't care what you may think but Christian is mine and mine alone, as far as I'm concern the only competition I have is a dead woman that betrayed her kind and got what she deserved! So I suggest you remember that when you're speaking to me or god forbid an unfortunate training accident happens and you fall on my sword...several times! *Quickly turns and continues to walk* Remember you're a guest here and one that owes this redlight hooker wannabe your life, if not for me you'd be dead or rotting in that prison I saved you at! *Reaching the elevators to Christian's penthouse she unlocks it and steps onboard and waits for you.* I'd gladly die for him, does that sound like the words of a woman that sleeps with anyone like you think. You have no clue what he's risking doing this for you, yet you think you can judge him.


*When the doors open Christian is standing there with 2 other men having a heated talk, Miyako holds out her arm, not letting you off the elevator.* Be silent and be safe, if I tell you to run you run. *Taking Sheena by the hand Miyako slides along the walls to a door and quickly moves inside and pulls Sheena with her, she looks nervous even scared as her chest heaves up and down...First time Sheena can see actual fear on one of the worlds deadliest assassins.*
 
Her mother, getting what she deserved?! Her mother DESERVING to be brutally killed, by her alcoholic jerk of a father, her mother DESERVING to be buried with nothing more than a stone to mark her resting spot, her mother DESERVING to die young without Sheena hardly knowing her at all? Her mother, whom Sheena had spent most of her life longing for and idealizing, someone that Christian could have wanted...


Under any other circumstances Sheena would have snapped out, perhaps with words, perhaps with fists, and she even started to do so, turning towards Miyako with her face flooded with color. Older and stronger or not, no one got away with speaking about Sheena's mother like that.


But as she opens her mouth, turning towards Miyako with aggression, Sheena is being pushed back with one of her arms, and being told...to be SAFE? To RUN? What the hell...


When Miyako grabs her hand Sheena is too shocked to resist, instead throwing a glance back over her shoulder, beginning to be a little intimidated by the woman's sudden shift in attitude. To her the woman seemed tense, even...was she frightened? By what? By who? What the hell was going on?


She doesn't ask, but she is burning with anxious questions as she follows her in silence. And what about May, Caroline? Were they okay?
 
Jason closed his journal. He hastily ran through the door to his room and down the hallway, seeing everybody gathered in the living room. Yep. They were leaving.


The things he'd just been writing about ran through his head as he received a punch to the shoulder, and then a hug. There was nothing to do now, though. Sheena was determined to go through with it, evil Alpha werewolves or not. And, even as Devin worried about her, May was as well.


Jason waved as they left, standing just outside the doorway. He continued watching until the van moved out of sight.


The boy turned around and sauntered back into the living room, allowing the door to shut behind him. He caught Devin's statement about the four of them being the only ones there, and responded cheerfully: "Yep! Let's have junk food."


Seeing Rhys call Devin aside, Jason decided he was a little hungry and entered the kitchen. To the cabinet he went, the socks he wore making no sound as he padded along. If they wanted to replenish their food stock, one of them would need to get a job or something; or they could go back to stealing off the streets. How much would it take to feed him, a shifter, a merman, one and a half werewolves and Caroline?


Armed with a bagel (and cursing the lack of snack food in the house), Jason emerged back from the kitchen. He was just in time to witness Devin retreating from wherever he'd just been, looking troubled; but the Lycan passed out of sight before Jason could say anything.


The boy decided to go outside. It was nice for no evil supernatural people to be after them for once, but really... Well... Life in a house was vastly different from wandering the streets, and Jason was sort of bored.


Not that he was complaining. The group had definitely seen enough action and drama for a year or ten.


Jason needed to tell the others if he wanted to wander farther away, but there was nothing wrong with sitting about in view of the house (which was vaguely more interesting than sitting around inside the house.) Kira's grave was to his left, but he headed right; he didn't think he should pay his respects while holding a bagel.


To the right and a little behind the house was a small area of woods, which was the perfect place for him to enjoy his confection. He probably wanted shoes, though. And maybe a book. After regarding the trees for a while, chewing, the boy turned back to supply himself.


Jason was interrupted, however, by Rhys leaving the house. The boy watched curiously as the merman began to walk down the street; he looked sort of gloomy, for whatever reason. Maybe whatever he'd talked to Devin about.


It was none of his business, though, and Jason stepped back inside. The novel he wanted evaded him, however, and he spent some time trying to find where he'd misplaced it; but he found something much more surprising. A note.


"Dear everyone..."


Rhys' silent trudge down the sidewalk suddenly made much more sense.


Jason raced back outside, but the merman had had ample time to put some distance between himself and the house. No problem, though; the boy started down the street the way he'd seen the other boy go. After a few seconds, he decided instinctively- left- and took a turn. Should he tell Devin first? Nah, with his Lycan powers he could track them both easily.


The note had said not to come after him. Well, if Rhys wanted to dive back into an ocean, then so be it; but he could have at least said bye!


Left... Right... He paused at an intersection to let a car by, then ran across. Jason took stock of the area; he was nearing the city, but it seemed Rhys had just skirted it. He should be someplace near. Running around a chain of cheap restaurants, he finally caught a glimpse of the merman.


"Hey! Rhys!" he called, stumbling slightly over a curb.
 
May watches as Sheena walks away, knowing she can't follow but mentally slapping herself for breaking her promise so soon. He won't try anything right? Not yet. She hopes so. And as she and Caroline are left alone with Vince, she looks up at him, "Our room?" She questions, standing a bit infront of Caroline so that the girl is behind her shoulder, "Is Sheena sharing with us aswell?" What she really means is, will Sheena be sharing with Christian? 'Cause if so May might have a major issue there. Who knows what Christian could do to Sheena if they were alone in a room, a bed even, together.


She wouldn't allow him to do anything to Sheena.


She follows Vince as he shows them to their room, still in the form she had been in when she had first met Christian and Vince, the only form they had ever seen her in. She was glad for this form at the moment, knowing that if she was in her own skin then surely all the male Lycans - at least the single ones - would be pratically dropping at her feet. It wasn't May being big-headed or vain that gave her this opinion, it was experience. Sometimes even the married men would try it on with her. May had been described as many things; such as a nymph, a goddess and even a veela by some Harry Potter fan boy.


So yeah. She was glad for this form.


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Devin had been actually searching for Caroline, needing something to distract his mind from what Rhys just revealed, but upon finding, well, nothing. He went back down stairs, spotting a note he frowned as he moved towards it. But before he could grab it and read it, a loud crash occured from the front door and he stuck his head around in time to see the barrell of a gun and ducked back as he narrowly avoided getting shot in the arm. "Ah sh*t!" He growled out, kicking up his senses a notch, he noticed he couldn't smell either Rhys or Jason's scent, and calmed, for the moment forgetting the note as he jumped out from his hiding spot, slammed his foot into the hand holding the gun and kicked it away from him, only to let out a yell of pain as he was shot in the shoulder, turning around to smash the OTHER gun away from the second guy, he stepped back and growled, "What the fu*k? Who are you?" The second guy sneered at Devin as the first jumped for the gun again, "We're here on behalf of Calius. You pissed him off and he wants revenge. Not to mention you seem to have something that belongs to him, Siran's her name, right?" Devin growled, "She doesn't belong to him." Another shot hit him in the thigh and that was it for the Lycan.


He growled loudly, teeth turning fully canine as he fell onto all fours and shifted in record time, leaping at the guy with the gun, and tearing his arm clean off, he let out a yell of pain as the massive, horse sized black alpha wolf spat his arm out. Growling viciously as he grabbed both guns in his mouth and destroyed them before spitting out the ball of metal that remained, a howl shuddering the building. The man with both arms still intact growled back then shifted also, changing into a tiger. Oh great. A shifter. Then the man with only one arm left also shifted into a lion that was missing a front leg. Damn. Two shifters. Calius had upgraded his hench men.


But they still weren't good enough to beat Devin. Though they gave a good fight. The three beasts fought for a while, at one point both leapt at Devin at the same time and tore at him, ripping bits of his flesh away. But after a while of vigorous, destructive violence, Devin had torn the head off from the lion and had pinned the tiger and torn it's heart out.


Devin fell back, panting heavily in his Lycan form as he looked at the blood splattered kitchen - where they had ended up - and looked around to see a trail of blood from the door to the living room. Yeah. He had trashed the living room and kitchen. One sofa was knocked over, blood on it, the other sofa had various scratches and rips in it, not to mention blood on it. The tv was on the floor face down, surprisingly no blood on it. But the carpet had enough blood on it and claw marks to make up for that. And the kitchen, well it of course had blood on it, and the fridge had a major dent in the side of it where Devin had been smashed into it. Of course the arm in the living room, the head, heart, pieces of Devin's and the two shifter's flesh and two dead bodies in the kitchen could also be counted as a 'mess'


Yeah. The boys weren't gonna be happy. Wherever they were. But Devin was suffering from a bit too much blood loss to really care about that right now. So, after letting out one of the loudest howls he had ever done - one that was sure to reach at least five neighbourhoods away - Devin passed out on the floor, still in wolf form as his body began to heal, the two bullets popping out and laying on the floor infront of him.


(Tip 1: Don't leave Devin alone in a house; he'll ruin it xD )
 
(Duly noted)


Rhys had thought that no one would be coming after him. He truly felt that none of them would want to. Or at least if they tried, Rhys would be too far gone for any of them to find. But that didn't mean he couldn't take his time. He wasn't sure who might find his note first. Jason, Devin or Caroline. He thought that if Caroline found if first she might... well Rhys didn't know. Show it to the others? Keep it to herself? Probably not care that Rhys had decided to take off.


As for Devin, well wouldn't he be relieved? Rhys was certain he wouldn't want to be around him at the moment. And Rhys had a feeling that if he didn't go, his feelings wouldn't change right away and that would just make it all awkward and uncomfortable. So Devin might be upset that Rhys left without a word but maybe be relieved as well that he didn't have to deal with Rhys' crush.


As for Jason? He probably want to follow if any of them did. But Rhys has assumed that Jason would tell one of the others first before taking off after him. When he heard him call out, Rhys was startled.


He turned and looked back. Yes the voice did belong to Jason, but he was alone. Rhys swore, wondering if he should just keep going or go to Jason. He didn't expect this and he was left unsure of what to do next.


So he waited for Jason to approach him.
 
*Vince opens the double doors to their room but it was more like an apartment.* Lets see fully stocked kitchen but there is a chef on duty 24/7 downstairs if you decide you want someone else to do the cooking, living room with Satellite Tv, I put in an Xbox just in case you girls wanted to amuse yourselves, full private bath and 2 bedrooms, I'm sorry these arrangements were made before we knew about the little one, but I'm sure I can bring up another bed if you'd like. Now the rules of the house there are only a couple, be respectful of your hosts, you're free to make calls if you like but please tell no one where you are and last you are minors so please do not go down into the nightclub. If you need anything please ask it's my duty to make you feel at home. Now I'll leave you ladies to get settled. *Backs out the doors and closes them.*


*Back in Christian Penthouse, the two men leave, Miyako sighs in relief before stepping out with Sheena* Thankyou Miyako, would you please go down and make the preparations for her change. *Miyako smiles at him trying to hide her concern over who was just in here with Christian, she can't believe they got that close to him and she wasn't here in case they tried to assassinate him.* Sheena take a seat, I'm going to be blunt with you. You wasted a lot of time I needed to prepare you, if you hadn't done that I was sure that you would be able to handle your shift with my training, but now I have only hours instead of days to do this, in fact we have exactly 6 hours 32 minutes, I'm going to indulge myself for a few of those minutes by clearing the air. I have no interest in your romantically, I did not isolate you so I could have my way with you, but I do need you but I'll tell you about that later. Now then walk with me we'll take the stairs down and I'll try to explain what will happened to you tonight.
 
Caroline sticks close to May as she walks with Vince, not quite touching her or taking her hand, but near enough to her that she could do so if she became frightened. She has not expected much, but as Vince opens the door to their new quarters, her eyes widen, pleasantly surprised by its niceness. "I never had an Xbox," she says cautiously but with obvious relish as she walks over to look at it, touching it. "I don't know how to play...May, you want to? Or should we call the boys first?"


Still fingering the Xbox, she looks around, then turns back to May, frowning slightly. "Do you think they're really going to help Sheena? Or do you think they're lying?" She hesitates, then adds, "Um...doesn't Sheena already turn into a wolf all the time though? So how is this gonna be any different if she does tonight? She never did anything really bad before in the day when she did."


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Sheena is still looking at Miyako, confused by her reaction and as to the identity of the men who had so intimidated her as they continue forward to the room where she deposits her with Christian. She is apprehensive as she sits across from him slowly, briefly biting the inside of her cheeks as she listens to him. She does not want to be here, she certainly doesn't want to be with him and only him...still, she tries to listen, skeptical as she is, and limits herself to one question as she stands again and follows him down the stairs.


"What do you need me for?"


Better not be something disgusting...better not be something sick...
 
*Christian walks along side with Sheena keeping a modest distance from her* I told you once that your mother was like royalty in our world, I wasn't kidding, at one time our families were to be joined, it was arranged by my father and your Grandfather, your mother and I were actually happy together but that wouldn't last long, see in those days we were isolated from the outside world, we only knew our own kind, the only access we had to the outside world was our education from our elders. One day your mother and her sister being rebellious teens ran away to explore the world, neither came back, your mother abandoned me for the excitement of the human world she even took on a human mate, your father..See I didn't drive your mother away she left me for a human she trusted and loved. I will not lied I was..I am angry of that choice she made but I've moved on and found a mate that I trust and care for. (notice he didn't say loved) Anyway Sheena what I need you for is being the only member of your bloodline that can be found I need you to vote for something that is important to all Lycan's in a few weeks there will be a vote of all the bloodlines to decide rather or not our race will be part of a foolish war, with your vote you could save your race from needless bloodshed. (He's lying of course about the vote, he's actually for the war)
 
Sheena takes this in, frowning slightly as she thinks through what she's just been told. Her mother, engaged to marry Christian...and she had LOVED him? Sheena just can't believe that. Not HER mother, not the image of her mother she's always held in her mind...surely she wouldn't want a guy like Christian, unless he was tricking her about how he really was.


But then again, her mother had loved her father....and that didn't speak for sound judgment.


Had her mother never known a human before, really? Was that why she loved Sheena's father- she didn't realize what he really was like? She wasn't used to humans?


And what was this about a war? What war? Over what? With who? How was she supposed to vote if she didn't know anything about it?


"I'm not even full Lycan," she says hesitantly, glancing over at him. "And I don't know anything about a war. Why would I vote? I don't even know what it's about."
 
I understand that you don't know or care about your fellow Lycan's, in fact I bet if you could your would purge your lycan side if you could, but there are those of us that love who we are and don't want to die for no reason. Sheena you look at us and see us as just killers but what you fell to understand is to the humans we're monsters, to the vampires we're slaves, we're hated on so many sides that we are in constants battles for survival so if we seem cold and lack emotion to you it's because the world around us made us this way..You understand that don't you the world has made you the same way, If I were to touch you in a way that would be appealing to most women but to you it would be a threat and you probably stick that knife in my gut wouldn't you..You're not bad or evil it's just the way you're wired cause the world you lived in made you like that..We're not evil we're surviviors!
 
Not evil...not bad...the way she was wired. Not evil...a survivor.


Was that true? Was that what Sheena was? She had spent so much of her life hating who she was, even before her Lycan identity began to assert itself. She had hated herself for the way she looked, for the sound of her voice, for what she saw as her "stupidity" because of her lack of achievement in academics, for the fact that she was female. She had hated herself for every mistake, small or serious, she had ever made, for what she had had to resort to for survival, for what she had been subjected to. She had hated herself for who she was and what she feared she would be, and of course, she hated herself for being a monster...for everything that being Lycan entailed.


But could she help it, any of it? If that was just the way she was made...if it was meant to be...then did that really make it wrong, if she could not help it or change it? Being a survivor, rather than a monster or a freak...somehow that sounded better.


But if that was what she was, didn't that make the other Lycans the same? And didn't that mean they were okay too?


She was confused as she remained silent, simply following him. He knew more about this war than she did.


"Are you...wanting me to fight in a war?" she asked hesitantly, looking up at him. She didn't want to, but she wasn't about to say so yet.
 
Rhys didn't say much when he heard Jason, just turned around and muttered something indistinct. The boy wasn't sure what to make of that.


Jason stopped on the sidewalk and spent a second with his hands on his knees. He caught his breath and was soon up again; spotting some teenagers across the road, he spoke quietly. "You could of-" he took a breath- "said goodbye at least!" It would have been presumptuous to ask him to come back right then, the boy supposed. He'd have to see.


Why had Rhys left so suddenly? Surely something was up; he'd spent four days with them perfectly normally. Why would he leave without telling anyone? Was he mad? Had something happened between him and the others that Jason hadn't heard about? Rhys had been acting a little skittish around the house lately. If that was the case.... Eh, it figured that Jason would be left out of the loop.


A sudden, plaintive howl pierced the air, making Jason flinch and spin around. It had been a wolf's cry; or more likely, a Lycan's! And it had come from the direction of the house....


"Devin!" Jason exclaimed.


Two of the girls on the opposite sidewalk were staring at him now. "Do you know what that was?" the taller one asked.


"Uh," Jason looked over in their direction. "Uh... no."


"Who's Devin?"


"Um... Uh, pet wolf." He looked back at the merman; "Come on, Rhys!" he said, beginning to racing back towards the house.


"You have a pet wolf?" called the girl.


"No, I made that up!" he yelled back.


"What?"


"Nevermind!"
 
Rhys watched as Jason approached him. Would he get lectured or begged to come back? Did Jason even know that he was planning on leaving them all? Well he guessed he did. Even without reading the note, Rhys had begun to run off, well more of a walk. It was clear that Rhys was not sticking around. He felt the sense of guilt grow, especially as this was Jason, the one he thought would be the worst to leave behind without a word or anything.


But when Jason just asked for him to say goodbye, Rhys was surprised. So Jason wasn't going to ask him to come back after all? Rhys was unsure of how he actually felt about that. Part of him wanted to be force back, he would admit to that right now. But he knew that he wasn't being pulled back now, at least not by Jason. So he was still going to go.


Rhys opened his mouth to give Jason a goodbye and then continue on. He was also glad that Jason didn't ask for an explanation of why Rhys was leaving. But then he heard the noise and he paused, mouth open.


Devin. Devin seemed to be in trouble. Rhys shifted as Jason had an exchanged with a couple of girls and then called at Rhys to follow. Rhys was torn for a moment. He could just go. He was sure Jason would continue to go and help Devin out and Devin could take care of himself right? But he didn't want to see any of them get hurt and he was still close to the house. Maybe..Maybe he could leave after helping Devin. He doubted it'd be as easy as now, but Rhys knew that he couldn't just abandoned Devin when he was in trouble.


Sighing deeply, Rhys followed, wondering what the hell was going on. He burst into the house, knowing that he probably wouldn't be much help.
 
*Christian stops and turns to face her, placing his hand under her chin and lifts it up, smiling at her* Of course not Sheena, the last thing I ever want is for you to have to experience the horror or a war, I simply need your vote so that the right people are in charge and can make the right choices for our kind, that's all and in exchange for your help I will help you control the beast so that even you a half-breed will be able to call it at will, not out of fear or anger but as a piece of yourself..an extension of yourself..Let me explain. Right now the beast in you is a feral animal, living and doing things by raw emotion and instinct, that's why you could attack one of your friends or a complete stranger, the wolf doesn't care, true you get the speed, strength, healing and enhance senses but you can not focus any of that to do any good. But with guidance and proper training you can be like my pack and myself. With a clear mind, using intelligence and tactics when you shift and have to defend yourself, be able to tell friend or lover from foe. And the perks like really enjoying running and hunting, Sheena there is no better feeling not even sex that is better then running with a pack. These are things you were robbed of when your mother married a mortal..You know some consider what she did a betrayal to her kind and to me and for awhile I would agree with them, but recently I've made decision that would be considered selfish, no who am I kidding the word treason has been tossed about a lot lately but I have to do what's best for my pack and myself, I can not afford to kiss the egotistic wrinkled asses of the syndicate when my world is in danger of being torn apart by their stupidity!
 
Sheena stiffens when Christian touches her, wanting to jerk back immediately from his hand, and after a moment she does step away. She does not want his skin making contact with hers in any way, ever. But right now he is speaking to her earnestly, really seeming to want her help, and though she can't stand him, it seems rude, or at least inadvisable, to pull back rudely.


She cannot imagine anything enjoyable about being Lycan or being in her Lycan form, and she certainly can't relate to his description of sex as good. She also doesn't like the way he has referred to her mother, at least passively, as being a traitor or selfish, and narrows her eyes, crossing her arms, and takes another step away from him. Still, despite everything she's heard and everything he's done to make her put up her guard against him, she still can't help but wonder exactly what he's talking about.


"I still don't know what you mean...what are you wanting me to do?"
 
*Turns and starts walking again his hands in his pockets* In 2 months there will be a special full moon a blood moon some call it, on that night the members with with pure blood or their direct offsprings will be allowed to vote for who leads us all..Oh don't worry it won't be me I have no intention of taking of some an annoyance but I am supporting someone that I believe has all of our best interest at heart, I've done some research and polled all that will vote and I've found with my vote and a few others I've convinced we are only one vote of getting the majority..Seems so Hollywood that it all comes down to one vote but this is the situation and you being the only member of your line that is either alive or hasn't gone underground are our only chance of winning the vote, trust me we've searched for your aunt and cousin and of course you know your mother and grandfather are both gone, so it's my task to convince you to not only vote but to support me and vote with me, it will save thousands maybe millions of lives. *He stops at a door and starts to open it* Sheena I've never said I was a good guy, you know I'm not, I've killed for the pleasure of it and savior my enemies flesh and bone when I was younger but now I'm a Alpha and my first duty is to protect my pack and my race. I will never have clean hands and I make no apologies for anything I've done...Except scaring you and your friends that night in the diner, a good leader knows his flaws and how I handled things that night was one of mine. *Pulls the door open for her.*
 
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