He’d never had much issue with Halo. Now Enigma on the other hand, he’d never been able to see Jael as anything more than a wolf. They were wolves—all of them—but Enigma had chosen to believe the words of a liar. He’d idolized the man and the dream he’d shown then, instilling into them, but Jael had been different. White as snow he’d looked the most like their mother. Enigma had Vitium’s eyes. And Halo looked the most like a coyote out of all of them. He needed to speak to her, to try and give her the slightest grain of truth regarding their heritage. He’d found Colibri. He was neither wolf nor coyote, and he’d never fit completely into either world, but that didn’t mean he should deprive others of potential truth. She hadn’t looked the same. Halo had defied the odds with her finely sculpted features and crimson eyes that told nothing. There was no way he could even consider himself a de le Poer now, for he didn’t even know who or what he was beyond his mother’s embrace. He didn’t care anymore. Stealing through the moonlight like a thief he moved quickly, swiftly toward his goal. He’d never trespass, for that wasn’t his place. It’d been a long time since he’d even dared call Inferni home, and even then it hadn’t felt right to him. He’d adored the coyotes that’d chosen to disregard the wolf within him, and yet he had always abhorred having to deny who and what he truly was. He was the vagabond that didn’t even deserve a name, for he didn’t belong anywhere. Only the wide, open earth was meant to contain him, with open skies and no walls to hold him in. Free your body, free your mind, he’d tell himself, pausing only a moment to breath before approaching the skull-ridden borders. He would not go far. He’d wait until the chance arrived for what he needed. He hoped they’d still be respectable toward him, even if he could no longer call himself one of them. No, to be otherwise would only prove their ignorance and exactly why he’d needed to run away in the first place. Eyes born of hellfire and madness scanned the horizon, searching for life and his next cue. |
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While she had always been the sibling with the fiercest heat flaring in her chest, she had gotten well along with the two brothers that never had managed to get along well with each other. Jael had carried their wolf mother’s white coat and had always been picked at for that. Enigma had taken it all out, of course. Halo had not. Their blood was the same – she had been unable to judge him for his appearance. She had just been relieved to have so much of the wolf in her hidden away. Those were still her genes, and still not a day passed where she forgot to resent herself for what she was. It had been accepted and dealt with, but Inferni and her position here could not change her blood. She still felt impure.
And now she was all alone, just like she had been her entire life in one way or another. Or.. well. This was not true. Solitude was something she had found that she cherished beyond everything. She had realized that the horrible day when something nestled deep within her womb has shifted and moved for the first time. Little had made sense to her back then and things had not changed. The obvious answer had been impossible, but the little creature inside her had turned out to be very real. Bile wanted to climb up her throat every time she consciously thought about this little thing that by now had formed a recognizable bump on her originally flat belly. She could feel the little bastard child whenever it moved now, though all that had changed in her appearance was that little bump – it could almost be taken for plumpness. Some females turned enormous when they were pregnant, but the Hydra had not.
She was so out of it that she hardly recognized the male that this oddly familiar scent she had followed belonged to. It was surreal, they both had left her. Jael had grown, and though the Lykoi wanted to react with hostility, she found that she could not do this. Not now. He was a familiar face in a world that had turned alien the moment her world for the second time had crashed down around her. ”Jael?” the female vocally wondered, melancholy attached to her feminine voice.
06-26-2010, 05:57 AM
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The title sounded odd and alien in the girl’s oversized ears. While she had never forgotten about her messed up siblings and her parents, they had eventually ended up visiting her consciousness mind less frequently this last year. Immerse distance did this to her, and all of them had willingly chosen to abandon her, with the insignificant exception of her ivory wolf mother. Her ears leaned against her thick auburn hair, but she could not reject him as she wished. His smile was most welcome, and she offered him one of his own, though even she could feel the sad lines corrupting some of the genuine feeling in it.
His quiet words moved her, but she did not understand how he could speak such words when his actions had proved a different point well. He had chosen to abandon her, had he not? It was not the time to point accusing fingers though, and the girl decided to pay more attention to her curiosity. ”Where have you been?” despite trying to act out of her hot tempered character, she found her voice to sound accusing.
06-30-2010, 06:31 AM
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Perhaps she was able to understand, but she did not want to. She missed her childhood. Tainted and corrupted as it was, at least she had been together with her siblings. Her brothers had not always quarrelled about everything. Growing up and becoming an adult was the worst thing that had happened to her, but when she had been a child she had been unable to grow up fast enough for her liking. Her smile faded slowly away from her sorrowful face as he finished. Where did he belong then? He smelled of loneliness, and that was a life she did not think he deserved. To hear that he had found their mother forced cherry orbs to widen slightly in silent shock, but she had already abandoned the woman emotionally. She had nothing to say to that.
Then her curiosity peaked and she could tell by his careful approach of the forthcoming subject that an uncomfortable surprise was on its way. Lips pursed and she knew she could not go on living without hearing this little piece of information, whatever it was. She had experienced horrible things already in her short life; surely she could withstand some bad news. She would always regret these words she now spoke. ”Tell me.”
07-06-2010, 05:09 PM
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Quiet shock found her, forcing her curious mind to partly shut down. For now, she could just listen. Oversized ears took in her brother’s voice and she was not sure what to make of the words he so gently spoke. She could not hear those unspoken words of his, but as thoughts of her own against started travelling through her mind, she realized what this could mean. Ears fell against auburn locks and she mourned her mother and the pain that had been inflicted to her. Had she not been broken by her uncle, she could have feigned indifference, but the dislike for the woman who had birthed her could not somehow justify such a grotesque act done to her. An overwhelming need to stare down at her own hands washed through her, but the ruby gaze was locked on her brother’s, frozen in time. She had always looked more the coyote than wolf, while her brothers’ forms openly showed their conflicted genes.
Of course, this was the time where Halo should have turned around and taken her leave, but she could in no way have anticipated the horror creeping up on her; brought to life by her brother’s tale. When her mask of stone softened, a puzzled smile broke into her stunned face. There was nothing humorous about this scene at all, but her mind swam through the information, couldn’t accept the horrible truth that slowly was building within. A coyote dressed in coal and gold, blood for eyes and a chaos star. She had once taken pride in knowing more than what was necessary about her Lykoi family; all the family members. The name of the beast stood clear before her, but she couldn’t take it in. Jael could in no way understand the damage he was inflicting right now.
A light tremor shook her face, and her lungs were painfully empty of air. Lips parted to draw in oxygen to still the quiet ache, but there was nothing to harvest. Her throat was partly blocked, and after a few moments of obvious, internal struggle, the woman’s chest heaved, her voice scratching up her throat, creating a trembling, desperate sound that she had never heard before. Desperation was coming to get her now. ”You lie,” her sickly voice accused urgently. This was a cruel joke—yet that had always been Enigma’s specialty.
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He did not respond as she needed him to. He had to tell her that this was a cruel lie. Yet, she could see the truth in his eyes; watched anger distort his pale face. Her glare fled from his figure when he drew his conclusion. It was the man she had madly idolized until she had received a taste of what he could offer. Whatever innocence had been left of the brainwashed girl had been taken by the crimson eyed beast. She could have blamed Samael—could have blamed herself forever, but she had finally managed to push through. Now, with Jael’s words ripping new, deep gashes into her soul, she was being sucked into the nightmare again. With her teeth bared, her blood red gaze returned to his face as he disturbed the dark waters where darkness lurked. She felt the terrible madness ripple through her, but control was a necessity now, and she held on to it with all her strength. ”He—“ It was ridiculously difficult to speak with a closing throat. It was not until the treacherous tears streamed down her face that she realized that she was crying like a child. ”—forced me... i-into...” It was unbearable to even think the words. ”Just like o-our mother..” Her lungs refused her air still. Despite her fear for physical contact she felt herself stumble toward her pale sibling, strength quickly leaving her.
07-13-2010, 09:24 PM
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Colibri had been a good mother. She’d have kept them pure, raising them right and keeping the darkness at bay for a time, until they grew to see the world for what it truly was in their own time—or so he almost believed. Yet Sin had come in, stealing away their innocence and marking them so early on in their lives. Jael fought for purity, even if vileness had already touched him in the form of the man that had possibly helped to create him. Halo may have been harmed, wounded, but that did not mean that she needed to follow in the path laid out for her. She could yet hold her head above the waves, refusing to breath in the suffocating waters. She just may need a helping hand, and Jael desired to be there for her, though he wasn’t sure that he was able—not yet, anyway. He wanted to behave properly as her brother more than anything, Enigma be damned if he choose to seek Vitium out and truly become his father’s son. Suddenly, pain wracked through her body. Concern tore across his features, desiring to know what was happening. She winced, whining as though she’d been struck. “What’s wrong?” he asked, voice cracking in confusion. His arm remained around her, holding her close, wishing to make the pain go away but unsure exactly how. There was only one thing that he could thing of doing. He threw back his sleek head and howled to Inferni in a voice purely wolf. But they would have to come. Halo was their’s, and she belonged to them as one of their own, even if he did not. He had to make sure that she was safe, and he couldn’t help her like this on his own.
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