Street Kids

May smiled as Sheena seemed to grow in confidence. She would be back. She would be okay.


She found herself taking Caroline's hand, almost nervously, as the door was shut, separating them from Sheena. She wasn't going back to the room. She needed to be here, to watch, she needed to know Sheena would be okay.


She looked to Christian, still not trusting him in the slightest, but knowing she was under his roof, in his home, his kingdom even, she had to let HIM know. "I have to watch her Christian. I don't care how long it will take. I need to know she'll be okay." Her chin was tilted slightly, but there was clear worry for Sheena in her eyes and also determination. She didn't care if he didn't want her to watch, she didn't care that he had seen her and Sheena kiss.


Right now, all that mattered was Sheena.
 
Jason shied back a little when Devin drew attention to one patch of skin which had yet to be healed- it looked worse on a human form- but decided to retreat anyways and get a drink from the refrigerator. Rhys had the attention now, and the bagel he'd eaten earlier had left his mouth dry.


He traversed the kitchen and opened a cupboard to take a plastic cup, listening to Rhys speak from behind him. "Confessed"? What had Rhys confessed? Was it something bad?


The boy turned back with some interest as he returned to the fridge- making sure to avoid the blood. He regarded the dent in the metal curiously, before the merman drew his attention again. "I do like you Devin. I thought telling you that would make you want to see me go."


Oh. Oh... so that was what he'd confessed. Well, then.


The complexity of the situation hit Jason, even as he placed his cup under the water dispenser. Devin loved May, didn't he? But yet, May was with Sheena, and Rhys liked Devin. No wonder Rhys wanted to leave. What sort of strange fate threw all these people together?


Jason withdrew his cup and took a sip, acting nonchalantly even as he pondered the subject. He didn't want Rhys to leave- he was a part of them now. They'd been with him when he killed the witch, and he'd helped bury Kira. Really, though... maybe he really did need to see his family. It's not like they couldn't exactly physically restrain him, anyways.


The boy gave the two others a look. Well, he could mentally restrain him, but.... yeah.


Devin stepped forward and gave Rhys a hug, before turning to Jason. What should he say? "Oh, well...." He shrugged. "I guess it's not, uh, really my place to tell you whether to go or not. I wish you'd stay, though." He paused a moment, then supported what Devin had said. "Or, come back some time! Can you turn into a merman and back at will now?"


He suddenly brightened. "Hey! What's your family like? Where do you live? Uh, where in the ocean, I mean." Jason was imagining all sorts of images of mermaid families living in the sea, and wondered how they really were in real life.
 
*Christian give May a nod that she can stay* I see no harm with you waiting down here, the door is on a time lock not even I can override and the room is sealed so not even a particle of dust can get in or out of it. But what about the child are you going to make her stand here all night, seems hardly far. May is it? I know you want to be here for Sheena but she's trusting you to look at this little girl. It's up to you I won't make you do anything you don't want to. *Christian walks towards the elevator and gets on as if on cue Miyako is standing there in a completely different tight dress and moves next to Christian and slips her arm around him as the doors close.* Enjoy my hospitality.
 
Gripping May's hand, Caroline stood almost breathless before the doorway, craning her neck a little to see inside its window. Still intimidated by Christian and Miyako, she does not speak in their presence, waiting until they have left before she whispers to May.


"How long do you think it will take her...look, she's falling! She's going to sleep..."


She yawns, determined to stay awake all night, but already wondering how she will do it. Maybe she can sleep standing up, or leaning against May. She knows she doesn't want to stay in their bedroom alone, regardless.


Inside the room, the gas is filling Sheena's lungs and nose, and she is already light-headed, barely staying on her feet within moments of entering. It takes less than a minute for her legs to weaken and then collapse, and she closes her eyes, just before she feels herself starting to shift.


The change is strenuous and painful, and long in duration, even more so than when she changes in the daylight due to emotional provocation. She twists and howls, throwing her head back and squeezing her eyes shut with anguish as her joints pop out of place and rejoin themselves, as her fur emerges and her size increases and forms her Lycan shape. Sheena is panting by the time she is fully in her Lycan form, and when her eyes close and she lies down, she is deeply asleep, the gas and the strain of shifting serving to put her under.


Inside her head, however, Sheena is fully aware, fully alert, and human, standing in an open field. And facing across from her is a large black wolf, its hackles raised, growling in a threatening manner, teeth bared- a wolf Sheena recognizes as her Lycan self.


Here it is...time to make her destiny, one way or the other.


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Caroline stands rigidly beside May, craning her neck slightly to see into the window cut just above comfortable reach for her in the doorway separating them from Sheena. She has seen Sheena shift once before, but that does not keep her eyes from widening now as she watches the older girl, fascinated, somewhat disgusted, and at least a little frightened. Uneasily she puts the tips of her fingers together, imagining them twisting and growing claws, and then touches the top of her head, imagining her jaws sprouting fangs. Shuddering, she stares as Sheena remains still on the ground, and tugs May’s arm, alarmed.


“Is she dead? May!”


But of course, Sheena is not dead. Inside her own mind, she looks her wolf self in the eye, seeing nothing and no one else but the two of them. Her mind is racing with worries and possible failures, and she has no idea what to do. Her one comfort, and also her biggest fear, is that May is watching her. May is supporting her…May believes in her.


But May will also see every moment if she fails.


The wolf snarls, its fangs bared, blue eyes narrowed until only a small slit of color showed. Its right paw clawed the ground, threatening, and Sheena’s heart leapt into her throat. Its fur was raised, and she knew that one false move, and it would be ready for attack. And how would she defend herself?


The wolf gave her no more time to ponder. With another loud snarl, it leapt forward, powerful claws digging into the ground for leverage, and dove for Sheena’s throat.


Sheena threw herself to the ground, her shoulder hitting hard, and rolled, jumping to her feet just as the wolf hit the ground, missing her entirely. The next time, however, it is not so unlucky, and it meets her in the air, its claws slicing into her shoulders, knocking her to the ground. Sheena cries out as sharp pain spikes through her, and she shoves out as hard as she can, though she expects nothing to happen as a result. Already, she is sure, she has failed. The wolf will take her now…the wolf will cut her open and rip her apart.


But she is astonished to realize that when she pushed out, the wolf was thrown off of her, several feet away, and landed hard enough that it didn’t jump up immediately. Due to her shove, she had kept it from cutting her more than shallowly with its claws. For a moment this made no sense to Sheena, and then she remembered. Christian had said she would be as strong as the wolf…Christian had said that she would match it. She was equal to it…she did stand a chance.


She could do this…but how? How could she be equal with no teeth, no claws, no protective fur…and no weapons?


The wolf was up again now, and it was obviously angered by the blow she had rendered it. Ears flattened against its skull, it let out a loud growl, then rushed her again, jaws open wide, as it leapt towards Sheena’s throat. Sheena quickly blocked her neck with her arm, barely feeling the fangs rip through her skin as she kicked out with all her strength, catching the wolf in its more vulnerable exposed stomach. She was slightly satisfied as it made a pained noise and was thrust back, but she knew it wouldn’t be long before it was back all over again, determined as ever, and even more angry.


And this went on for some time. The wolf would attack, occasionally get in a bite or a slash, and Sheena would force it away from her. She thought that maybe she was hurting it a little, but she could not break the skin- how could she, with no weapon and all that fur? It had hit its head once, but not enough to crush it…she had not kicked or hit it hard enough to break bone or internally damage, she was pretty sure. Eventually she would tire, because she was the one losing blood, she was the one with all her exposed, vulnerable human skin. How was she going to tame this thing, how was she going to KILL it? Was she supposed to kill it at all, or simply make it obey? Well how the hell was she going to make it obey when it wanted to kill her?!


This, she realized with a sinking feeling, was a question she should have asked before sticking herself in here…what if she killed the wolf and she died too? But what if she didn’t kill it and that meant she had no control of herself?


Attack and dodge. Kick and throw. Bite and claw. Over and over, and Sheena is not sure how long this has lasted…or how long she herself can go on. She is tiring, her muscles taut with tension and weariness, her hair snarled and wild, hanging in her eyes, and she is sweating from fear as much as from exertion. She has even tried to command the wolf verbally, shouting for it to sit, to back off, to stop, and it acts as though it has no command over human language. Maybe it doesn’t. How do you tame a creature that doesn’t understand your words?


She had just thrown the wolf to the ground again when she saw her…a woman, slim and pretty, with very long brown hair, standing to the side of the field. Sheena does not turn fully at first, but when she sees the woman motion to her, she turns, still peripherally aware of the wolf and any movements it might make. The woman looks her in the eyes and smiles with such warmth, such gentle pride, that Sheena stares, momentarily confused. And then it hits her…even with all photos of her destroyed, even with only vague childish memories remaining, she knows that smile. She sees many of her own features reflecting back at her from this woman’s face.


This is her mother. This is Stella Sadovsky. And there is a gun in her hand.


Stella says nothing. She simply holds her daughter’s gaze, still smiling that soft smile, and then in one swift motion, tosses the gun in her direction. Behind her the wolf is up again, darting straight towards her intent on finishing its dogged goal, and Sheena has little time to make a decision, or even to voice a thought. The gun is coming to her, and she cannot think then of how much she hates guns, of how much she fears them, how the thought of a gun in her hand again, used to harm or threaten another living being, makes her sick to her stomach. The gun is coming to her, it is a weapon, and she needs a weapon now, so badly, that she reaches out her hand and catches it, flipping it around to appropriately stand in her grasp. She turns to face the wolf just as it is leaping up, and fires, hitting it in the upper chest.


The wolf howls and falls, struggling to get up again with obvious pain, and Sheena fires again, hitting its other side. The wolf is still attempting to stand, and she aims for its front legs, making sure it will not be able to stand.


The wolf cannot stand now and is howling, more frightened than afraid. Sheena can see its pain in its eyes, and is surprised to realize that she has no fear…not of the wolf, not of the gun in her hand…she has won. If she wanted to…if it was the right thing…she could kill the wolf now. She could stand in front of it and shoot it in the head, and it could do nothing to stop her. She had the power now.


But watching it struggle, Sheena does not want to kill it. It’s strange, but she feels sympathy…and instead of hurting it further, she carefully approaches it from behind, squatting close, and strokes its fur with the hand not holding the gun. She can feel her mother’s eyes on her, from the distance, can swear she can feel her smile…but as she strokes the wolf, feeling it gradually relax beneath her touch as its howling becomes occasional whimpering, before stopping entirely, Sheena does not look up. And when she finally does, wanting to look her mother in the eyes one more time, her mother is gone.


She strokes the wolf one more time, then carefully lifts the gun, examining it…and yes. It is the same gun Christian had tried to give her earlier. The gun he had tried to tell her was her mother’s.


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Rhys was surprised by Devin's reaction. No this was not right. This was not how he saw it happening in his head. Devin wanted him to go. Wanted him to leave. He would be happy to watch the poor merman just swim away with his tail between his legs or whatever. Rhys was surprised by this and it only made the decision hard to follow through with. He didn't want Devin to miss well. Well yes he did. He wanted to be miss. After being alone for so long, Rhys realize he wanted someone, anyone to miss him, to care about him.


"You'll miss me?"


Rhys barely got those words out when Devin gave him a hug. At first he froze, then turned beet red. He then returned the hug, wanting it to have last longer. When Devin pulled away, Rhys turned his head to hide the blushing. He was just glad nothing else decided to get excited. That would surely make Devin want to see him go. Clearing his throat and trying to ignore such thoughts, he nodded.


"I'll come back and visit. You guys have been so good to me and I'll miss you all. And I..." Rhys paused at the questioning. "I don't know if I can. I feel like I can, but I haven't tried yet."
 
(Guess I'll move things along)


*The elevator's doors open and Christian steps out in a completely different suit holding a fresh cup of coffee, hours have past and the sun is slowly coming up, he step next to May and Caroline and peeks into the window, seeing Sheena has reverted back to her human self, he arrives at the very second the time lock releases and the door slowly cracks open. He turns and grins at the girls.* Well she changed back so I say she won. *He steps into the room and removes his jacket and covers Sheena with it. Next to her he lands on the floor the cup of coffee and then walks back out of the room.* She'll need some sleep and a good meal but she'll be ok and back to herself in a few hours...Now excuse me I have some business in New Orleans to take care of if you need anything Vincent is at your disposal.
 
May stands completely still as Caroline speaks, she is watching Sheena, watching her so intently that she is scared her eyes will pop out from her skull. She is so scared, but she believes in Sheena, she has to. She needs to. She does.


She remains silent even as Caroline speaks, not answering her. She doesn't realise she's holding in a breath until her chest begins to tighten with the pain and she hears Caroline ask of death. Staring at the wolf, seeing the rising and falling of the chest, she lets out a breath and shakes her head, "No..she's alive Caroline."


For now.


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Devin nodded a bit awkwardly as Rhys spoke, he had seen the guy's blush and tried to ignore the disgusting voice in his head telling him that he shouldn't have done that, telling him that he should have just told Rhys to go and be done with him. Devin may be disgusted at the thought of wanting another guy, wanting to kiss another guy and wanting to...yeah...


But he wasn't a bast*rd.


So he nodded, "Yeah, make sure you come back, hopefully we'll all still be in one piece." He muttered almost jokingly, looking around at the carnage, seeing a bit of his own old flesh on the floor. "Stupid Calius." He growled out then. How the hell had that sicko found him? Found May. He needed to tell May. Lord knows how she'd take it, badly obviously, but he needed to tell her.


He sighed and looked at the two dead bodies, "Right.. I should probably clear this up.." But Rhys's words confused him, as he had missed Jason's question, "Don't know if you can what? Leave? If you can't leave then why don't you just stay with us two?"


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May heard Christian coming before the elevator even opened, as she had heightened her hearing in her tenseness, and was already looking in his direction as the elevator opened. She keeps back her eye roll at his change of outfit and moves aside as he comes over, not wanting to be closer to him than necessary. At his words though, May can't help but smile.


Sheena won. She did it.


Then she looked back in time to see Christian cover Sheena and place down the cup of coffee. Sleep and Meal. Got it.


Once Christian had left, May tugged Caroline into the room with her and then ran over to Sheena, dropping beside her with both concern and pride. She looks to Caroline with the brightest smile she had ever given anyone, "She did it Caro. She's gonna be fine."
 
As the hours passed, and Sheena had done nothing particularly exciting, and in fact had made no movement other than to twitch in her seeming slumber, Caroline had gradually relaxed and then fell asleep standing up, her head bent to May's shoulder. She is roused awake now as May jostles her, announcing that Sheena has done it, she's awake, and runs to open the door and drop beside Sheena's form. Caroline rubs her eyes, then follows May slowly, peeking around the edge of the door before smiling too. Sheena was still lying down, her hair tangled around her face, and Caroline was slightly embarrassed to see that other than a jacket, she appeared to be naked.


"She's not wearing any clothes!" she whispered to May, not coming any closer.


Sheena opens her eyes, her vision blurry for a moment, and then, seeing May hovered over her, smiles widely, reaching to take her hand. She starts to sit up, then, realizing her nudity, blushes and covers herself, then readjusts herself so she is fully in the jacket before she hugs May hard. She feels refreshed, rested...and somehow more confident and proud of herself than she can remember feeling in her life.


Pushing back from May a little, to look her in the eye, she says simply, "My mother was there....she helped me. I think...I'll be okay."
 
"I am quite sure I can leave," Rhys responded, his voice filled with sarcasm, but then he smiled. "I meant I'm not sure if I can change back into a merman. Before... well I always assumed I'd just be one again, but I clearly still have legs, so I'm not sure."


Rhys then shrugged. If he couldn't change back, he was stuck on land. As much as that appealed to him, Rhys wanted to see his family again. Wanted to know that they were okay. And he missed the ocean. It had been so long and he wanted to return to it, even if it was for a little while. Rhys knew that he'd come back. He had something to return to and well... he couldn't leave them behind. He made friends and he was damn sure to come back to see them again.


"Do you guys want to come with me? I mean to the shore of course. I don't expect you to follow me underwater," Rhys said with a laugh. "You don't have to."
 
Jason was still wondering about the merpeople families. Did they have cities? Were merpeople cities a thing? How would they build them? They'd need tools.... Did they just use stone tools like fables would lead you to believe? Maybe they were as sophisticated as life was on dry land.


Rhys extended an invitation for them to accompany him to the shore, tearing Jason from his thoughts. "Well of course!" said Jason, brightening. "I mean, we wouldn't just let you leave alone. Besides, we'd get to visit the beach!" The boy looked eager to go on a trip, leaving behind the blood-crusted house for a little. And, if he was being truthful, he sort of wanted to see Rhys as a merman.


Seeing him off was the more important thing, though, obviously. He was a friend, after all.


Jason considered this for a little; were they all really his 'friends'? He wouldn't classify them along with the kids he'd met years ago at school. Hood? Sheena? Caroline? Friends? More like a... Sort of dysfunctional family, he guessed. Was there really even a term to describe their little group?


Jason wandered a step over to lean against the wall, but jumped back as he felt something wet through the hole in his left shoe. He knew what it was before he checked the floor; "Eh," he said, shaking the blood off of his foot. It was a little depressing to think this wasn't the first time he'd had blood on his socks this week. He'd washed them earlier, but.... Eh.
 
Wading through the shallow shorelines of the ocean, Pandora looked a little bit silly, stumbling every time a wave higher than her shins hit her. Not to mention, she looked out of place, taking wide steps out into the ocean in a blue cashmere sweater that just fell over her bottom. The girl wore some white tights underneath, but they were getting mucky with the sand under her feet. The most prominent of her features was probably the mess of black hair that seemed to cover every part of her head.


There was a flash of pale skin from underneath, where her ears or nose would flash past, before the wind would flip it around again. Last time she heard, she was waiting for someone…ad while she didn’t know it, three of those someone’s were heading towards the shoreline where she stood. The girl’s eyes seemed to glint against the sun, and she finally took a look around at her surroundings. Her hands soon found her neck, where she traced the mark of her suicide, engrained forever on her skin.


Then she covered it up with hair again.


((Wasn't quite sure what to do with Cain, so you just got Pandora fer now~))
 
Ana licked her lips as she looked around the streets. Most people were ignoring her and those who weren't just glanced at her. Ana didn't really care. She preferred to be ignore. Just being around people like this sent her into a panicking state. What if her gloves came off? What if she touched someone? What if it happened again?


She put a glamour over herself, a small one. Even now she was a poor excuse for a witch, but what she could do got her by just fine in the year since her sister was taken. The glamour ensured no one approached her at all. She had things she had to do and being stopped would only delay them. Ana couldn't let that happen. She had to get out of here. She wasn't sure exactly where she'd head, but the best thing to do was start over. Have a new life where she could be isolated from people. It sounded sad and lonely, but Ana knew it was the way it had to be. She was a danger to people.


Ana had stored up some money for this as well. She intended to stowaway on some boat, but if she got caught, which was both likely and not, she needed something for them to keep her. Even for a little while. She had to get out of here.


She headed down to the docks, her mind set.
 
Caroline rubs her eyes again, stealing glances between the now-covered, but still undressed Sheena, and Vince behind them, uncomfortable. She wants to move to help block her, but her small body won't do much, and anyway, she doesn't want to acknowledge Sheena's unclad state herself. The fact that Sheena is hugging May in this state makes her think of how they had kissed in front of her earlier, and she looks away totally, starting to talk to Vince.


"Um, she needs clothes. And I do too? Because I didn't bring any and there's are too big. But you probably don't have clothes for girls except that other woman, the one who hates us. And hers are too big too."


Sheena looks up, still hugging May, and says to Vince, "Um, yeah, can I...get some clothes?"


She also wants him to leave her be, let her have some privacy to talk to May without him hanging over her shoulder. She doesn't want to talk about what she experienced, and especially not her mother, in front of any of them.


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*Vince nods* I'm sure we can find something for now and if you wish I'd be happy to drive you all to shop from somethings you may need. *He winks at Caroline and smiles* We'll just make Christian pay for it all so you can get anything you want. *Vince for a man his size is very well dressed, he doesn't wear expensive suits like Christian does but his casual clothes look good on him and fairly expensive* I'll go get you something and then you can shop.
 
Caroline perks up a little at this promise, almost smiling as she lifts her head up to look at him. "Anything? Can I get a dress with no straps? And high heels...and a bra?"


"Caroline!" Sheena blurts, her cheeks coloring with embarrassment for the younger girl now rather than herself, and Caroline looks at her, nonplussed, as she continues to explain herself.


"A real one, not the dumb training ones like I got before. Except it would probably have to be padded or something..."


"You're FINE right now," Sheena mutters, horrified at the thought of this guy, even if he did seem nicer than Christian and definitely Miyako, strolling through the lingerie section attempting to guess twelve-year-old Caroline's bra size. "Just...uh...thanks, Vince..."


She waits until he leaves the room before speaking to the girls again- Caroline first.


"God, you don't TALK about things like that in front of guys!"


"I did with my dad- I mean...with-" Caroline started, already wilting slightly at the mention, and Sheena shakes her head.


"Let's just say he's not the measure of what's normal, Caro." Turning her attention back to May again now, still snuggling close to her, she says more softly, intent, "May...I did, really. I saw my mom."
 
May smiles widely as Sheena hugs her, responding with the same strength Sheena had. She doesn't feel right about both Christian and Vincent being there when Sheena was nude, protective even and is glad when she covers herself. She wishes to shift into the form she saw the other day, wearing a tank top with a large jumper over it, but she doesn't want to use her powers here at all unless she has to. No need for Christian or his Lycans to know May was more than a weak little human - no offensive to Caroline of course, May had just always seen herself as weak when she was 'human'


Then Sheena speaks of her mother, her mother being there. May's smile increased and she squeezes Sheena's hand gently, "Good, you did really well Sheena, I'm proud of you." She nods as Sheena says she'll be okay, she will, May knows she will.


When Vince winks at Caroline, Vince, a man, winking at Caroline, a girl, not even technically a teen yet, May looks away and rolls her eyes. One point against Vince. Then Caroline goes and asks for a bra, high heels, she asks this from Vince, with him in the room, and May has the same reaction as Sheena. But she let Sheena handle it, since she got there first, and spoke once Vince had left, "Sheena's right Caroline, just uh, don't talk about girl stuff infront of guys, especially not here."





Then Sheena is speaking to her again, about her Mum, and she is snuggling into her. May smiles warmly at her, hugging her back fondly, if Sheena's mum was anything like May's, then she would have loved to have seen her too. For now though, she doesn't know, so she responds softly, "Was she nice? Your mum?" Maybe Sheena's mum is what got her through it.


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Devin grinned when Rhys responded with sarcasm, then nodded to his request, "Yeah sure. Uh, I'll clean up when I get back I guess." As much as Devin wanted to stay here, and no matter how easily he brushed off the two dead bodies around them, he knew Calico wouldn't give up so easily. Not at all. He just needed to keep the others safe, and let May know as soon as possible.


Whenever that would be.....


Devin grinned as he noticed Jason jump; he had gotten blood on his feet. He grinned, rubbing the back of his neck, "Heh, sorry about that Jason, didn't really think about where the blood was going when you're getting attacked by shifters." He did feel sorry for the kid, Devin was sure he had seen him scrubbing at his bloodied socks just the other day.


He turned to Rhys, "So, to the beach then?" He had, currently, completely forgotten Rhys's crush on him, what with Calico on his mind and the fact he'd have to clean up when he got home - which would suck.


(Gah sorry, lazy post)
 
Sheena almost glows as May praises her. May is proud of her, May thinks she did well...and Sheena is pretty proud of herself too. She had stood her ground, she had done everything she could, and she had done well...even though her mother had helped her, given her the gun, she had still done it herself.


Remembering this, she nods, still keeping herself closely tucked into May. With May's arms around her, she feels very warm and safe...happy. She cannot remember the last time she felt so happy, so pleased with herself, and okay with who she is. It is a feeling she has no words for, but she tries.


"Yes...yes, she was...god, she was beautiful, May," she says softly in response to May's question. "She gave me a gun...her gun. And...I used it...and I'm not afraid. I didn't kill my wolf self, I just hurt her...I think I tamed her. She can't help how she is."


She is quiet, remembering her mother, memorizing every facial expression, every aspect of her face, so she will never forget, not that she ever could. Putting how it feels to have seen her, to have heard her, is more than she feels she can give justice to.


"I wish she was still here," she says softly, and Caroline continues to watch her, frowning slightly.


"Well if you tamed it...does that mean we can go home now?" she asked hopefully, and Sheena looks over at her, this finally occurring to her.


"Um...maybe not just now...but soon, probably," she says with some confidence. "But they do want me to vote for something to keep them out of war first, because I'm last of my blood or something."
 
This felt....strange for Rhys. He was finally able to go home and yet apart of him wished to stay. Maybe he'd just go home and see everyone and then come back to land. He'd have to decided that soon, but for now, he was not going to back out of his desicion. He was leaving.


"Yup." He looked at Jason and then to Devin, happy that they would be going with him to say goodbye. Hey maybe he couldn't change back after all and in trying to return, he'll drown again and Devin would give him mouth-to-mouth this time. It was a funny mental image and the merman worked hard not to laugh out loud. He exited the building, feeling a sense of both home sickness and sorrow. He looked at it. Even if it had been a short time, Rhys would miss it and all his new friends. If he could really call them that.


"I'm glad you guys are taking this so well. I didn't want to just abandoned you guys. But I have feeling I won't be gone long."
 
Jason looked up from his shoe when Devin apologized. "Nah," he said. "It's okay. I'm sorta.." he looked back down. "Used to it by now, I guess." He'd only just now thought, about how this blood had been pumping through someone's body a few minutes ago. It was almost scary how little it affected him now. Just another day with the street kids.


He set his foot back down. "To the beach!" he agreed, when Devin asked and Rhys responded. As the other two passed through the house, Jason made a detour to the other side of the living room, gingerly picking his library book out of the blood puddle. The liquid was beginning to dry, staining the pages a dank red brown. Many of the pages were congealed together when he tried to shake it out.


How appropriate it was.... The novel had always been bloody; just more literally now.


The boy couldn't exactly present a blood-stained paperback back to the library. He'd just say he lost it, he guessed. Tossing it back onto the floor, Jason ran to catch up with the others.


"Really?" the boy asked when Rhys spoke about not being gone long. "That's good to hear." Jason strolled down the sidewalk, staying by Devin but letting Rhys lead.
 
*Minutes pass and Vince returns with clothes in his arms* I hope these fit, Miyako and you are about the same size I think but I decided to ask one of the waitresses if they had something cause to be honest Miyako scares the crap out of me and I don't want her pissed off at either of us. *There's a table in the room he leaves the clothes on and starts to back out the room.* Take you time getting ready, when you're ready to go just take the elevator up to the ground level and follow the hall you'll find the doors leading outside and there will be a car waiting with an escort to take you shopping. *Vince kneels down to Caroline's level and smiles at her.* You make sure to tell the driver to take you for ice cream when you're done shopping. *He then looks up to Sheena and May a bit seriously.* It won't take long before word gets out that Christian is out of the city and for our enemies to make attempts to grab you all, please stay close to you escort and please don't make any attempts to contact anyone and tell them where you are, to keep you safe the least amount of people that know you're here the better for us all. Now I'll leave you to get dress. *He gives Caroline another quick smile and leaves.*


(For the record Vince is no pervert Caroline reminds him of his own daughters who he misses.)
 
Caroline stares back at Vince, then slowly, uncertainly returns his smile, looking at May and Sheena afterward as though to see if it's okay. She likes the idea of ice cream...it's been quite some time since she had any, and she won't mind getting new clothes that actually fit her too. Wearing May's hand-me-downs right now means that everything she owns is too long, too baggy, and years old.


When Vince has left the room, she sorts through the clothing he's left for Sheena before Sheena can, intending to give her advice on what to wear. Sure, Sheena might be wearing May's clothes too right now, which means they also are ill fitting for her, but Caroline has also noticed the clothing she wore before borrowing from Sheena, and she thinks that she could give her some tips on what would look better than her current sloppy dress.


"Hm, I don't know if any of the pants will fit you because your legs are so long...I like some of these shirts, too bad they won't fit me. I like this outfit," Caroline announced, thrusting out a red tank top and black jeans. "Try that one."


Sheena is hardly worrying about how she looks, as long as she's wearing clothing that will somewhat cover her body, and she takes what Caroline offers, half turning away from them to dress. The shirt fits okay, but Caroline is right, the pants are a little short in length and baggy in the waist. Whatever, they're better than nothing.


What she is worried about is what Vince just said about people trying to kidnap them. Why would they? How many enemies did they have...or was he lying, and they would really be trying to RESCUE them because they all knew what sort of man Christian was?


She looks at May questioningly as she stands, supposing she's about as ready as she ever will be, if they have to go at all right now. Caroline stands too, asking questions of her own.


"How come that Vince is being nice when Christian is so mean and that lady is? Do you think he's really nice or just pretending?"
 
*As the girls change clothes the door is kicked open and two men walk in to the girls room one with red hair the other dark brown, they smirk and laugh as they see the girls* Well well looks like the boss left his little pet project all alone, what's say you come downstairs and party with us we promise you a good time, but first feel free to drop those rags and show us what you're working with. *both men well over 6 foot but they seem rather small amd skinny compared to other Lycans, most likely runts of the pack. One turns it's glance at Caroline and licks his lips moving towards her and grabbing her by the wrist and lifting her all the floor so that she's eye to eye with him.* I think we'll throw this one back she's to small and skinny no boobs whatsoever. I wonder if she'll bounce if I throw her against a wall.


*Suddenly from behind them a roar* PUT HER DOWN! *There is a blur that moves across the room and suddenly Caroline is falling to the floor but before she hits it she's caught, the lycan that was holding Caroline suddenly grabs what's left of his arm that was removed at the elbow his friend looks up to see Vince standing there holding his arm which still has his hand wrapped around Caroline's wrist, which Vince pulls off of her and with one quick movement lifts Caroline onto his shoulder.* These girls are under my protection! If either of you dare touch them I'll end you! Now apologize, clean up this mess. *Both quickly apologize over and over then clean up the blood and the arm from the floor before they leave, Vince finally puts Caroline down and pats her on top of the head.* I'm sorry sometimes the young ones don't obey the rules when they know Christian is not around, but I promise you they will never bother you again, I'll see to that.
 
Sheena had tensed immediately as the men came into the room, standing and moving forward with every intention of fighting if she has to. There might be two of them, they might be larger and stronger, but that didn't mean she wouldn't give everything she had to keep them from getting to her, Caroline, or May, especially May.


"Get the hell out of here, or I'll make sure you got nothing to show," she spat. But then one of them was not only looking at Caroline, talking about her body, he was grabbing Caroline, who let out a frightened shriek, her brown eyes almost bulging as he lifted her off her feet. The preteen kicked her feet, which meant she was painfully putting added pressure to her wrist in his grip.


Infuriated, Sheena rushed forward to help her, but Vince beat her to it. She backed up slightly as he defended them, her mouth dropping as Vince detaches the guy holding Caroline's hand from his body, causing blood to spatter over them both as well as Caroline. Caroline, on Vince's shoulder, stares, her eyes huge and stunned, unable to speak. When Vince puts her down, she whimpers, rubbing at the blood on her shirt anxiously, and then darts over to May, wrapping her arms around her tightly in an effort so seek reassurance from her.


Slowly, keeping her eyes on Vince, Sheena walks to the two to rejoin them, putting one hand on Caroline's shoulder protectively. After a few moments of watching him, she nods. "Thanks," she says almost begrudgingly. "But...let's get this straight right now. There are people in this pack who obviously have no issue about...making us do things...and hurting a kid? And I'm supposed to just be okay with...Christian actually thinks I would want to JOIN this? Thanks, but no thanks."
 
May smiles as Sheena tells her she didn't kill the wolf, and of course as she tells her she loved her Mother, May loved her own Mother too, it seems she and Sheena have a lot in common actually. But not killing the wolf sounded like the right thing to do. Killing it, wouldn't killing it be just like killing herself?


Yeah, she was glad she hadn't killed the wolf.


May looked up as Vince returned with clothes, and of course May has no interest in them, they are merely for Sheena. May can shift into different clothes, a different person, whenever she wants to. Even if she did somehow shift and become naked, she could just shift into a clothed girl again. Then enemies are mentioned, as well as being kidnapped, and she frowns. Well, that wasn't good. She made a mental note to keep close to both girls, and just as she did so, two men burst into the room. She, like Sheena, leapt up, ready to attack, and as they speak she crosses her arms over her chest and grinds out her words, "I suggest you leave before we make you unable to breathe, let alone party."


Then one has grabbed Caroline. Innocent Caroline. And is talking about her, her body, Caroline's body. May feels herself bubbling over with anger. She feels strongly that girls, little twelve year old girls like Caroline should not be looked at for their body at all, let alone teased about it. May herself didn't have the chance to not be judged at that age for what she was 'working with' And she feels Caroline should have that chance.


She steps forward, intending to rip the guy's head right off, feeling good that she had the advantage of them thinking she was simply a human, but then before she can show any signs of shifting Vince is there, Vince has stopped them and Vince has saved Caroline. Caroline is suddenly clinging to May and her own arms instantaneously wrap around the younger girl protectively, nuzzling the top of her chin against Caroline's soft hair. "It's okay Caro. Vince got them, it's fine." She whispered this soothingly to the younger girl, knowing that if one more second had gone by - if Vince hadn't shown up - then May and Sheena would have taken the Lycans' heads' off. May herself notices some splattered blood on her arm and looks at it with a small sigh. She looks up then, once Sheena has finished, "She's right Vince. Thank you for helping us though." She then looks to see Caroline has also been hit with blood, and glances back to Vince, "Do you have showers we could use?"


She still holds Caroline protectively, stroking her hair gently.


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Devin grinned as Jason commented that he was used to having bloodied socks, "Yeah, you do get used to it after the first week or so, I don't even notice it anymore." He gives him a joking smirk, "You only really have to worry when you start getting used to it being on your face, then you should worry." For Devin, he had hit that point years ago. Being a Lycan was a messy job sometimes.


Devin nodded at Rhys's words, "Yeah, just don't be gone too long, I have a strong feeling that trouble isn't too far away." He smirked, "Then again, with our little group, it always seems to be around the corner." This was so true. Since he'd found May and her 'group', it seemed that disaster was always striking, they'd already lost a member, and he hadn't seen Hood for ages, so maybe they'd lost two.


He hoped the gelatin beast had gone for good; he didn't seem to like Devin much.
 
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