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Shaken, Broken, Yet still hopeful
Topic Started: Mar 30 2009, 09:30 AM (1,235 Views)
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OOC: I’m still trying to grasp every detail of the race if I do something wrong in the development of this thread just point me in the right direction please and thanks. Here goes nothing.

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Saturday a day in the week that almost everyone looks up to, a day where most plan to unwind or just sleep in, on the other hand a Kid only seven year old currently dress in a lose green shirt, knee short camouflage pants and a good pair of running shoes, what made this pair good they where old and so they where stretch enough for his taste, was walking whit a small piece of paper in it the direction to his objective, more than once he stopped thinking if he should go after all the only thing he was told was, here lives an old student from our school he may be able to give you a hand, how In hell? if there not even a good book in the library, and where talking about a library that has books that as old as hell itself and in some of the most arcane languages and topics, so what made this old alumni so special?

The boy red bandana fluttered in the air as he walked, he had decided to walk for multiple reasons, one so he could have time to think, two taking a train, bus or any other place packed whit other people was not in his list of priority’s, he wanted to avoid all stressful situations. Turmoil of emotions filled him, he took a deep breath as he found himself in front of a rather large house, or was it that he felt so intimidated that his eyes where playing tricks on him? Anyways he took another look at the slip of paper on his hands making sure that he was in the right house, he swallowed hard "I’m here, its too late to turn back".

What only took seconds seem to be an eternity for the youth, he dragged his feet to the front door and softly knocked, hoping that no one would hear. His heart was racing, his eyes darted all over the place as his hand held tightly to the piece of paper he was given. He waited for an answer, that he didn’t want, so nervous he was that the thought of leaving crossed his mind again, after all if the rumors where right all of the old living alumni of AHS are power houses in there own areas, he could do what? Turn into a little kid a will and get bitten by a werewolf. Oh snap and what’s if he doesn’t want to help me?, I’m just a bug in the way it easier to dispose off than help. I should have fallowed advice and stop going places alone if something happens I don’t have no one backing me up an uneasy smile formed on his face as he knocked again. If no one answers I’m out, yea that’s a deal I’m out if no one answer, theres still a cuple of days left before full moon
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"61... 62... 63..." Rog counted his hanging crunches as the beat from Disturbed pounded in the background. Sweat glistened on his exposed abs and dripped off of his wild hair as he worked out. "69... 70..."

tap tap came a small sound, almost completely covered by the music, from upstairs.

"Awooo!" Rog howled as he flipped off the parallel bar and landed on his feet. "I'll be right up!" he yelled, grabbing his leather shirt and a towel to dry off.

Upstairs, he opened the door for a small kid with one hand as he toweled his hair off.

"Its a little early for popcorn season, and you don't look like a boy scout," he commented, slipping the towel on his shoulders, "what can I do for you kid?"
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It was unbearable, second where like hours for him, he was about to hyperventilate or something, his feet felt like cinder block keeping him tied in front of the dreaded door, he concentrated every fiber of his body into one command leave as he slowly turned a voice shattered his hope of escape.

"I'll be right up!"

He was bound by those words, every muscle in his being froze, he slowly turned toward the door against his deepest desires and waited. The door open and his eyes widen in shock.

"Its a little early for popcorn season, and you don't look like a boy scout, what can I do for you kid?"

He felt tiny, next to this six foot teen, his words started an a murmur, he looked at his own feet drawing a line whit his eyes so he could calm himself down even if just a little “I’m a student from Anime High School, I was told that an old student live here…” he was so nervous that he forgot the name of who he was looking for, he rapidly re-read the slip of paper and continued “ I think his name is Jacob Leventa?” he swallowed hard and tried to look at the man face, yet his nerves where making it a difficult.
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The kid was clearly on edge, Rog didn't even need his nose to know that. However, he also exuded the typical pheromone to indicate nervousness. Something else too, the kid's scent was slightly familiar.

"Yeah, he lives here, he's the owner," Rog replied in a neutral tone so as not to frighten the boy any more. He may or may not know that they were werewolves, or he may just be really shy around new people, it didn't matter Rog supposed.

"Come inside," Rog offered, stepping out of the doorway to let the kid in, "I'm Rogelio Browning, but you can call me Rog," he continued. "Jacob is usually around about this time, ah! There he is, catching a nap," Rog commented, spotting his fenrir napping on the couch. "Jacob! we have a visitor!" Rog called to wake up the fenrir.
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There the Fenrir was, passed out on the couch in the midst of a catnap. Dressed in his school uniform, the white dress shirt was partially unbuttoned at the neck and the collar was messily opened, his tie lying discarded on the floor. His right arm hung limp off the edge of the couch, his fingertips brushing the floor. In spite of leading the largest, most powerful pack in Domino, and possessing the blood of a true Fenrir, Jacob had a keen habit of falling asleep all over the house, often turning up in strange places. Gabe himself had found the Fenrir asleep on the kitchen counter at one point.

Regardless, his eyes fluttered open at the sound of his name being called, those violet eyes already sharp and alert as he shrugged off the weight of sleep. Voice still thick with his rest, Jacob growled lowly under his breath, just loud enough for human ears to catch from across the large living room.

“If it's more Red Hoods, tell them we're busy.”
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He truly wanted to head that he was at the wrong house, or something along the lines of scram kid, yet want he heard was different.

"Yeah, he lives here, he's the owner,"

“Owner” the word escape his lips in shock, his mind exploded whit conclusions, is Jacob this guy’s dad? Look of the size of him I can just imagine how big he is he really tried no to, yet he still ended up imagining a man who visage just scream his superiority.

"Come inside", his feet felt like they where maid of metal heavy and solid. Yet he was able to walk.

"I'm Rogelio Browning, but you can call me Rog, Jacob is usually around about this time, ah! There he is, catching a nap,"

He heard every word whit attention, in fear that missing a word could cost his head later on. He slowly nodded just so there was absolutely no doubt that he was hearing every word.

"Jacob! we have a visitor!"

His eyes jumped in the direction where Jacob was, by surprise his mental image seem to have been wrong, which allowed him to relax a little, well until he glared whit his piercing eyes.

“If it's more Red Hoods, tell them we're busy.”

Articulating sounds in to words became a alien tongue, and his face turn pale, again he struggled to keep his heart in his chest “My name is Ken” his words clearly dripping whit fear, the only solution was the letter he had in his pocket one that the administration told him not to open.

He pulled the small letter from his pocket, the yellowish envelop had the school seal and written in it out side in a very professional and elegant way was Jacob’s name. He showed the letter at the distance “ This is for you”

Inside few but very precise words where written.

“He’s going to be one of your kind, you have better experience than us “
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Virtually undetected or completely ignored, whatever the case Mercy stood at the height of stairs, leaning precariously over the rail as if she didn’t have a care in the world. Looks were increasingly deceiving. Moreover, never underestimate a werewolf. While portraying an absolute demeanor of aloofness she was also keeping a keen eye on their new arrival. Yeah, she’d seen him coming up the walkway. For some reason Mercy had been spending a lot of time looking out her windows. Being cooped up inside for days on end was starting to weigh on her. Which made her wonder why she was even here when she had the whole day off anyway. She should be outside running around the forest and chasing things. Then her wolf reminded her of the visitor and she remembered.

That has to be him.

Not too long ago she had the ‘interesting experience’ of meeting a young man that said his brother was going through a transition. Now she could have been wrong on her guesses but it would be far too coincidental for it not to be this kid. Of course, she’d been wrong before. So from her lofty perch she continued to watch, enjoying the feel of her bare feet on the floor and the light blue cotton dress she was wearing. It sure beat boots and a greasy jumpsuit for once.

“Another stray?” She quipped as she smirked and hung herself over the banister enough to pull her feet off the floor. “Wouldn’t happen to know a Shikagami Enji, would you kid?”
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Jacob took one long look at the paper before crumpling it up into litterbug material and casually tossing it into the currently unlit fireplace. At the sound of his sister's voice, Jacob craned his neck backwards to look up at the young woman he'd been having an extended feud with since the day of her birth. Stretching his arms out over his head and arching his back a tad, Jacob let loose a long groan of a yawn before kicking his legs out over the side of the couch and standing.

“Mercy, did we forget to take down the big neon 'Werewolf Orphanage' sign on the front of our lawn?”

Crossing the expanse of the living room to reach the kitchen counter, Jacob poured himself a glass of water before turning around to face his guests and Skoll. “There is something about this that bothers me,” Jacob said as he brought the glass to his lips, taking a quick swig. “First, why does everyone keep showing up here like this is the Hilton. It's no wonder we have Red Hoods scurrying around our feet like cockroaches armed with assault rifles. Secondly, why does his wolf smell an awful lot like yours, Rog?”
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"Not quite it seems like," Rog replied to Jake's comment about red hoods. He grinned as he thought about ripping red shirts apart, of course with people inside them. They really could not know who they are dealing with, not only was Rog a mutant, but his entire pack was stronger than normal lycans in general.

Rog listened a little to Mercy and Jacob, but was taken aback when Jake confronted him about the newcomer's wolf.

"Uh, well..." Rog stammered. "I have been going out in the woods as a wolf more often... I don't remember much after each trip. Hey kid," he continued, turning to the boy, "how did you turn into a werewolf? Were you bit?"
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Jacob took the envelope and took his time, Ken did his best to maintain his calm, his leg slowly quivered against his will, I promise I wont do a prank on these guys ever, just let me get out of these one alive

A new voice ringed through his ears, Ken was not known to be a pessimist yet it’s never late to convert, his hairs on the back of his neck stranded on point and his mouth went dry.

“Mercy, did we forget to take down the big neon 'Werewolf Orphanage' sign on the front of our lawn?”

What, They didn’t tell me that at the academy I’m dead I’m sure of it I’m dead a small bead of sweat started to form on his brow, in the academy they just told him to come here nothing else.

“Another stray?”

He felt tiny, he haven’t seen the new person, yet he new that she was taller than him Next thing you know she will call me a pup, I’m only for dam feet and I know that they can squish me, but that doesn’t make me a stray his mental rant allowed him to calm a bit more thought it was a long way from his normal chirpy personality.

“Wouldn’t happen to know a Shikagami Enji, would you kid?”

He lowly formed a frown akk, even here he hunts me, Slowly ken turned to face the woman, and whit an uneasy smile “Yes ma'am, I know him” he didn’t know what to say, he did know that he was a pest at times, since he has a habit of being over confident and stuff. “why you ask?”

Thought his concentration was mainly at the lady, he was still paying attention to his surroundings. “There is something about this that bothers me,” Wha?!!, please its not my fault he closed his eyes to hide the tears that where forming.

“First, why does everyone keep showing up here like this is the Hilton. It's no wonder we have Red Hoods scurrying around our feet like cockroaches armed with assault rifles. Secondly, why does his wolf smell an awful lot like yours, Rog?”

That was a turnabout, he didn’t expect to hear that, well maybe if you told the academy to well not divulge the information to the first kid that comes around, but what really picked his interest was what he said to Rog, and he started to try and tie it up. He open his eyes which where a still a teary and look at Rog as he started to speak again.

"Uh, well..." the bead of sweat that had been forming in his brow slowly crawled on his skin forcing him to wipe it whit the back of his hand, he didn’t want to miss what Rog was saying since it may be another piece to the puzzle that he was trying to tie up.

"I have been going out in the woods as a wolf more often... I don't remember much after each trip. Hey kid," Ken was startled that Rog threw at him the conversation.

"how did you turn into a werewolf? Were you bit?" he was at a lost, he slowly pieced the word in his mind being careful to make everything clear. “I, I was bitten in the forest” he bit his lip hard “ I have only been diagnosticated whit the infection” he thought that whit that bit of information it was clear that he haven’t changed not once in his life. His eyes moved again toward the floor it seems that he would not get good news today after all.
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Shaleen down the stairs rubbing her belly...she was hungry. She smelled raw fear and frowned as she hit the main room. "Ello all." she said her t-shirt framing a small bump around her midsection. SHe padded over to Rog and hugged him, nuzzling his neck for a moment.

She proceeded into the kitchen and located a thing of leftover taco meat and a spoon. She returned and finally noticed the new boy.

"So he's goin ta be one of us then?" she asked shoving the taco meat into her mouth. She hummed softly as she ate.
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Despite herself Mercy barked out a laugh at Jacob’s question. Now that he mentioned it this place was sort of like an orphanage for all of the forgotten or otherwise ‘put away’ wolves. It sure made for interesting conversations at least. With the new kid’s composure starting to crack Mercy began to descend the stairs.

“That Kenji kid was here a while back wanting some information on werewolves. Mentioned his brother was going to turn and I’m assuming that’s you.” By now Mercy was standing shoulder to shoulder with the kid, more or less, considering his height. Considering her standpoint on ‘mutts’ she wasn’t exactly -happy- that he’d been bit and that he was now infected. However, he was acting like a scared rabbit and her wolf recognized him as a fellow predator and not prey. More importantly it was running circles around her consciousness and telling her to comfort him. Blue eyes shifted to a bright silver. Damn inner wolves, so unpredictable. Hers in particular was too maternal for her liking at times. Yet she couldn’t ignore the whims of the wild one as she bent down and nudged Ken playfully.

“Try taking a deep breath. No one here is going to hurt you, okay?.” Her wolf was trying hard not to let Mercy be too imposing, so far it pleased. The toothy grin that followed displayed a set of slightly elongated canines. Probably not the most convincing sight in the world but her vocal tone and expression was sincere enough. It was Shaleen that drew her attention away. Placing a hand on the kid’s shoulder in yet another attempt to comfort him she shrugged.

“Maybe, I think it’s up to the big bad boss man over here though.” She looked at her brother with a smirk. “Stray wolves usually make for bad publicity.”
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“Yes,” Jacob said in response to Mercy, “they do.” Setting his glass down on the kitchen counter, the Fenrir crossed his arms over the front of his chest. “The newly turned have no control over their actions while shifted. Not to mention that it's exceedingly easy for you to trigger in places and situations that could get yourself or others killed.”

It wasn't Ken that Jacob was angry with, not in this particular situation anyways. Leaning away from the counter, Jacob walked the room and came up behind Flame, his eyes visibly narrowing as he made to hook his right arm over the Skoll's shoulder and neck. The gesture itself seemed almost friendly, if not for the hidden threat inherent within their sudden proximity and Jacob's obviously soured mood.

“Rog, what am I going to do with you? Running around in the forest alone, attacking and turning students?” Claws slipped out from Jacob's fingers like loaded switchblades, but he made no motion to sink them into the flesh of Rog's throat. “Me and you go back a good while, Rog. I've fought for you before. I've murdered for you and your mate. This isn't a very good repayment of loyalty.”

Claws vanishing as quickly as they'd appeared, Jacob hazarded a quick glance in Shaleen's direction as he stepped away from Rogelio. Well aware that he'd completely shattered the soothing comfort that the women were offering the latest stray, Jacob didn't feel the least bit sorry for the display. “You're welcome to stay here, but we do have rules,” he said to Ken.

“Randomly attacking people endangers us all. He could have killed you, or you could have slipped through our fingers and ended up murdering half of your dorm's floor before being put down like a rabid dog. I would have hoped,” at this point Jacob glanced behind himself and leveled an extremely serious look at Rog, “that a future father would be more careful when it came to the safety of his family.”
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Shaleen felt her hackles rise in her mind when Jacob had claws to Rog's throat, but she was the pack's Geri and she had to back her Fenrir even if it meant letting Rog get in trouble. She sighed and turned back to the new boy.

"Hmmm where to put ya... There's an empty bed in with Rhys, Gabe, and Harker. Come on pet let's get you settled then." she said. The warm Irish brogue made her a welcoming wagon for most of the strays that roll in. SHe was still working to make Gracie stop cringing around the den.

"There there love, no need ta shiva like tha." she said rubbing the boy's hair. "I'll take him up to his room Jacob."
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He had thought so. His wolf had seemed rather satisfied one trip, now he knew why.

"Shit..." Rog commented under his breath. He had just created a potential problem. The Red Hoods were gaining popularity, and werewolves rampaging around were not going to help matters. He had screwed up big time.

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“Rog, what am I going to do with you? Running around in the forest alone, attacking and turning students?”


Rog felt the claws at his neck, not daring to move as he knew Jake was faster than him, despite Rog being a lupus breed wolf. Besides, those claws would pierce his jugular before he had time to react.

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“Me and you go back a good while, Rog. I've fought for you before. I've murdered for you and your mate. This isn't a very good repayment of loyalty.”


"I've always served the pack loyally," Rog replied, not turning around even as the claws went away, "this is one of my few transgressions." Still, he stood there as Jake moved away and explained to Ken just how dangerous this kind of situation was.

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"I would have hoped that a future father would be more careful when it came to the safety of his family.”


The glance that Jacob gave Rog made his blood run cold.

"You are right, of course," Rog replied, hanging his head, "my conduct has been unbecoming of a Skoll, and an expecting father. I'll try harder to keep my wolf in check."
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OOC: AAAhhhh!!!! Ken what the hell are you doing @_@ Someone bring him into his sences >.<

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“That Kenji kid was here a while back wanting some information on werewolves. Mentioned his brother was going to turn and I’m assuming that’s you.”

He didn’t know what to say, and thought he did hear him call him brother once or twice it felt awkward since they have nothing similar. She walked toward him and the first thing that ran through his mind was Dam you, your going to get me killed her eyes turned silver and he didn’t know if he needed to fear or …

The nudge was the equivalent of a thin mantel of calm, yet a part of him didn’t want to accept it a new female arrived and tried to fallow her whit his eyes the thin mantel crumbled and started to make him nauseous. The greeting from the new arrival only made him receive another wave of nausea, it seem that Rog and her where close, but his mind was questioning it self why did he feel so bad? Why did he feel like he was betraying there trust?

When the young woman returned from the kitchen, she spoke again his eyes instead of looking at her face, they where concentrated on the meat she was eating.

"So he's goin ta be one of us then?"

Now he knew why he felt that he was lying, his appearance and it was clearly evident by the words that Mercy said “Try taking a deep breath. No one here is going to hurt you, okay?.”

He did take a deep breath, but it was more so he could control the nausea, that should be becoming quite evident whit the green tinge that his skin was taking. He responded to her grin whit an uneasy smile one where his missing tooth was quite evident.

“Maybe, I think it’s up to the big bad boss man over here though.” Those words made him acknowledge Jacob again, yet he was able to capture Mercy last words, “Stray wolves usually make for bad publicity.”

“Yes, they do.” Daggers those three words where daggers through his heart. It was not a little quip done to make him loosen up, it was a fact. Those daggers where going to continue to piece him through whit what Jacob would now point out , “The newly turned have no control over their actions while shifted. Not to mention that it's exceedingly easy for you to trigger in places and situations that could get yourself or others killed.”

Ken didn’t know what to do so many things he wanted to do, yet he was frozen he felt like he was chained, to see what could happen if he fail to control, something that he was sure Rogelio had more experience at.
“You're welcome to stay here, but we do have rules, Randomly attacking people endangers us all. He could have killed you, or you could have slipped through our fingers and ended up murdering half of your dorm's floor before being put down like a rabid dog.” His mind repeated that line again and again.

What the… his anger against himself was so big that he couldn’t form a clear line in his mind I’m, im

"Hmmm where to put ya... There's an empty bed in with Rhys, Gabe, and Harker. Come on pet let's get you settled then." He was snap back, tear running there way, uncontained, uncontrolled he allowed himself to fall on his knees, sobbing whit out feeling shame, he felt guilty.

"There there love, no need ta shiva like tha." Even thought she did what she could to comfort him, for him the words where empty. "I'll take him up to his room Jacob."

He stood up and whit a short struggle he began to talk “I’m sorry, I’m just a pest in the way. I don’t want to be in the way” he dragged his feet toward the exit “ I’ll make my way out, I’m not worth your time”
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He doesn’t look so good… Was Mercy’s first thought. Her second thought was that perhaps he was getting a bit smothered by all of the attention. Moreover, he was scared to death and she couldn’t blame him. Her nose couldn’t keep up with all of the other twists and turns of this emotional rollercoaster, it didn’t want to. Tapping her chin ever so slightly she began to formulate a plan. They couldn’t make the kid stay; that was kidnapping. They also couldn’t just let him go out on his own, not yet. He was against overwhelming odds and there was no one in his corner, no one he was familiar with anyway. Unfortunately for him Mercy had a round about way of asking him to stay.

“Don’t be so selfish. No one here thinks you’re a pest except you.” At least she sounded sure enough of her own statement. She would imagine that Jacob was too busy being irritated at Rog’s irresponsibility than he was by Ken. He was a snarky ol’ fellow but his head was on straight most of the time. If Ken were to walk out that door now though there would be a bigger problems in his future. Theirs as well, and Mercy had enough things to deal with. Her wolf was taking again but once Mercy agreed with her. “Stay with us, learn what we know, it’s not something you have to go through alone. If you walk out now then you’re walking out on the only people who can really help you.”
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“Don't take this the wrong way, as I don't intend to hold you against your will, but you're not going anywhere. For the exact reasons I was just talking about, we can't have you roaming around amongst the sheep where you're the most likely to cause harm. Not only to them, or yourself, but to us as well.” Giving a soft sigh and a gentle shrug of his shoulders as if to dismiss the entire situation, Jacob allowed himself to smile in that warm, but strangely dangerous way of his. As if his smiles could so easily turn into a Judas kiss the next moment.

“We didn't get off to the best start, but that's probably my fault. It's unfortunate that my position as Fenrir sometimes requires me to act like a right bastard, but that's behind us now. I'd like you to stay.”
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Ken was being a brat instead of hearing to reason he was acting like a little kid, letting his emotions get the best of him and not thinking things through, it was hard but he needed to calm down after all if he was not in danger, he had and idea of the power behind Rog’s bite and if everyone in this room had a fraction of that power which was clearly evident that they had that and more he didn’t have much of an option, but instead he was still on the verge of a tantrum.

“Don’t be so selfish. No one here thinks you’re a pest except you.”

He wanted to snap back and scream that her words where pure lies, but he couldn’t she was being nice to him, she was trying to help, and he came here for help, yet his fear had killed his original intention. He was being selfish after all they had already mention the dangers and the lack of control he would have, heck if he cant control his emotion, it will be an almost impossible task for him to learn to keep himself on check, and the moon was around the bend. He felt that he was being ripped in two one side wanted to stay, to be brave, yet the other half was scared and saw it self only as a pest.

“Stay with us, learn what we know, it’s not something you have to go through alone. If you walk out now then you’re walking out on the only people who can really help you.”

Her word where Cristal clear, he knew that he needed control, that he needed the help and they where the only one that could help. Even the school had sent him here since they could do very little. He was slowly burning up another fever was creeping through his skin, they where becoming constant and intense, and the emotional rollercoaster was not helping.

“Don't take this the wrong way, as I don't intend to hold you against your will, but you're not going anywhere. For the exact reasons I was just talking about, we can't have you roaming around amongst the sheep where you're the most likely to cause harm. Not only to them, or yourself, but to us as well.”

He was tearing up again, he closed his eyes and bit his lip, is this my fate he tried to control his breath, if it is, I should stop trying to avoid it

“We didn't get off to the best start, but that's probably my fault. It's unfortunate that my position as Fenrir sometimes requires me to act like a right bastard, but that's behind us now. I'd like you to stay.”

He took a deep breath, well, if I’m staying I’m not going to keep anything hidden. “Ok, but” he open his eyes and looked around “I don’t want any miss understanding, for me this is my real age and body. But…” he still felt a bit edgy and what he was going to show was one of the things that was making him uncomfortable from the start.

His childish features slowly started to fade as his body started to gain height, the excess energy that escape from his pores was siphoned into his clothing making it change whit him, in the matter of seconds the seven year old was growing cruising through the years like if where nothing and for Ken it was nothing , his shirt started to gain its original patterns, a stylize fire in black appeared on the green backdrop, by the time the shirt had finished changing a fourteen year old stood there trying to keep a strait smile.

“ My real age is this” he closed his eyes expecting for the worse, specially from the girls since he was sure that they wouldn’t treat him that nicely if he had arrived in his current age.
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There was a part of Mercy that really wanted to point out that Jacob didn’t need an excuse to be a bastard; he just was. However, she bit her tongue on the matter and let the Fenrir speak his piece with no more than a snicker from the audience. Oh she’d find a way to turn this around on him soon enough alright but in the meantime their visitor had a secret to share. Watching Ken change was less that entertaining for Mercy. She was a werewolf that worked in a garage with a shape shifting reverse cat girl, a time traveling mix breed blonde woman and the occasional company of a pink haired mage. Yeah, this was normal.

“Cute… but we’ve got to work on your wardrobe.” She chortled. Despite the sudden change in atmosphere Mercy’s eyes were still that shade of silver that indicated her wolf was still in charge. “You’re lucky kid, we’ve got one of the best cooks in town. Maybe he’ll whip up one of his amazing dishes tonight.”

Oh yeah she went there, she called him ‘kid’. It wasn’t necessarily derogatory. Even if he was only a mere two years younger than herself Mercy would still view him as an infant. Maybe after his transition she’d stop saying it but in the meantime he was still a ‘pup’. “And now that it’s all settled what would -you- like to do Ken? You’re welcome to go get settled in a room or just hang out if you like.”
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