[M] can't hold on, can't resist

Liam · 12-08-2011, 12:33 AM

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WARNING: This thread contains material exceeding the general board rating of PG-13. It may contain very strong language, drug usage, graphic violence, or graphic sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.

Okay, first is Liam, then Sky and Tal need to post, then it's open for anyone to reply.

The whispers, they drove him nuts. He resisted, he tried to hold onto his promises to both his future mate and his step-mother. But soon the shadows taunted him as much as the whispers. He stared at the monster with the glowing red eyes sitting in his closet. The whispers grew louder, drowning out the words Sky had told him. He stood abruptly, pacing. When the frantic movement didn't drown out the whispers, the glowing embers staring at him, he lifted his hands to his head, pressing one to each side as if to press the voices out, to relieve the pressure he felt building.

For a moment, the world fell silent. He drew in a slow breath, his golden eyes half closing. With a resounding crash, the voices, the snarls, the voiceless whispers began again. Liam snarled, charging out the door of his room, down the stairs, and out of the house. His sudden movement startled Tameri, who curiously followed her older brother. She couldn't understand why he didn't like her. The six month old female followed at a distance, stopping when Liam reached the border and hoisted himself into a tree covered with curious markings and lots of colors. The black she-pup sat at the bottom, staring up.

Out of the house, the male was beginning to feel better, until he looked down and saw a pack of shadows staring at him. The butterflies began whispering, taunting him, pushing him towards his test. His hackles raised as he snarled at the slavering shadows waiting for him. He leaped down, watching as all the shadows save one vanished like smoke. This one was the largest of all, it's bulk menacing, it's deep red eyes glittering with pure evil, it's ivory fangs glistening in the sun. Liam snarled, unsheathing his claws. His voice was a guttural snarl as he spoke to the beast. "Time to die, beastie."

Tameri took an uncertain step back, unnerved by the burning hatred in Liam's eyes. She whimpered his name softly, stepping back again as he advanced. His words terrified her, and she turned and fled. She was smaller than him and got caught less in the brush, but the larger male was clearly gaining on him. Her intent was to run to the house, to find mom and dad, and have them calm Liam down. She didn't understand why this was happening, she didn't understand why this was-

Liam roared his victory as the bulky shadow stumbled and fell. he didn't realize they were in Thornbury again, didn't realize anyone and everyone could see him, could see the crime he was going to commit. He fell on the shadow beast as if it were prey, taking pieces of it's flesh from it's hide. A sickening ripping noise, and a leg came free.

Tameri screamed in pain. Not a yelp, not a whine, a howl, or a whimper, but a scream of pure pain and terror. She sobbed for her mom, she sobbed for her dad. Liam's punishing fangs continued to tear into her smaller frame as she tried to free herself from his grasp. As she tried to kick him with her hind legs, a bright light tore through her vision and she screamed again as her hind leg was removed forcibly from her body. All she'd wanted to do was get him to like her, why was he hurting her? She whined and whimpered for her parents, her vision greying out. She'd just wanted him to be her friend. She'd wanted to be a good big sister to the new puppies that mommy had in her belly. Why was this happening? What had she done wrong? With a final whimper, Tameri's brief life was over, her flame extinguished by the big brother she'd adored.

The shadow stopped fighting. Liam released the severed leg, wondering why it looked suddenly smaller than it had before. Perhaps shadows shrank as they died. His butterflies were in full control now as he relinquished the small corpse, not even recognizing the tattered scraps of fur and flesh as his adopted sister. He glanced around, seeing shadows everywhere. He leaped to his feet, assuming a defensive crouch as they circled in around him, pinning him in place.

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Taliesin Dir Rhiannon · 12-09-2011, 11:52 AM

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xxx

One scream, and then another. The male's blood ran cold. He muttered a quick apology to Auntie Rosie, who had him looking at a small cut on her arm, and quickly exited her house. For a moment, he could only stare, his heart stopping. Later he would reflect on how in moments of extreme terror, instead of shaking like the human books describe, a body goes completely still. He was still now, his body frozen with grief and anger and shock. As Liam dropped Tameri's leg and body, the spell was broken. Now Tal was moving, though to him it seemed too slowly, it seemed as if the air had thickened around him.

He watched, almost detached, as Liam crouched defensively, his golden eyes wide. Tal could hear a snarl coming from his lips as if his son was a stranger, as if his son was a... a...

"Murderer!" The voice was not recognizable as the pale scholar's. It was a primal snarl of fury, a throwback to when wolves were truly wild, not self domesticated. His slender body met the muscular one of his son, his punishing fangs at the boy's throat. As Liam stilled under him in submission, Tal held the grip a moment longer, then released him. He kept his weight on the male, keeping him pinned. If Liam really tried, he could free himself, but the brown hued male was still under Tal, his eyes vacant as if he had taken a vacation into his own mind.

For a moment, Tal was undecided about what to do. And then he remembered the pained screams of his tiny daughter, the female he'd promised he would protect. He didn't know the greatest threat would come from her own family. He threw his head back and let out a terse howl, a howl of grief and pain and anger. He called for his mate, and he called for the leader. Let Skye decide Liam's fate. Liam was no longer his son. He had no words, only the simmering grief and rage.

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Sky Rhiannon · 12-09-2011, 07:39 PM

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OOC/WC Sky.... is... um... doing a good job at controlling herself... ._.

At first, Sky thought it to be a dream. A terrible, horrible dream. And at first, it was; her mind played tricks, turning the real screams into a nightmare for her as she slept, mind drugged with hormonal exhaustion. In her dreams, Argul returned, killing every young wolf in D'Arte before her eyes as she sat helpless, watching.

Then her mate's voice joined the rest of the screaming and she woke, eyes flashing in the dark room, searching for him in fear of his safety, tired mind still not entirely awake.

Tal's voice sounded again, this time for their leader, Skye... and she knew something was terribly wrong.

Despite her pregnant state, she'd never run so fast before. She made seconds of the staircases of her home and found herself stopping dead around the corner of her street, the sight before her too much for her tired mind to comprehend right away.

Taliesin sat, pinning down Liam, both men covered in blood... and then the reason; Tameri. Little precious Tammy... torn to peices just a foot away from them. Blue eyes went wide and she felt bile rising in her throat, hackles lifting. "Liam did this." Sanja told her as her shock broke and her eyes tore from the mangled body of her daughter to the young man... no, monster, Tal had pinned beneath him.

Rage. Pure, unadulterated rage. Her lips pulled back to reveal gleaming fangs to the point that her gums showed fully, split tongue pulled back as she let loose a vicious snarl, cold as ice. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY TAMMY!? She roared, doing everything she could to hold back from attacking him, only for the sake of her mate. LET HIM UP SO I CAN KILL HIM MYSELF! She demanded, her voice riddled with blind rage.

It was happening all over again and this time, it was her baby the victim. This time, he wouldn't get away. This time, she'd pay him justice for his sins. "We should've killed him the moment he admitted to his insanity, Sky... he'll die to our fangs... he'll pay for what he's done." Murderer... SCUM! Still, she stood where she was, not wanting to lose herself and harm her mate... or her pups, who'd not even begun to live yet. Self-control... self-control...

Orin Takekuro · 12-09-2011, 11:26 PM

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Orin Takekuro

:: 400+ ♥ Word Count ::
:: OOC You have no idea how long I waited for Sky's reply so I could come in. Eeep. Don't include me in the post order... if at any point I need to be skipped just pretend Orin's being all fervent and crazy in the background. ::

The call rang out through all of Cercatori d'Arte, despite being meant for only two people, but when in a pack you were family, and when a sound like that sang through the lands and sent chills down every spine, the pack would respond. And so did Orin.

Ears perked and swiveled at the sound of the first grievous howl. The mournful cry sank her heart into her stomach before her conscious even fully processed it. Her head jerked up and her face went blank for just a moment before contorting in pain. By the time the second howl sounded and summoned their leader she knew something horrible had happened. Leaping into action, Orin snatched a vine and rode it down to the forest floor, and sprinted away from the Terrace.

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By the time she arrived on the scene Sky had already arrived. She might have only caught the tail end of the mother's words if she hadn't screamed them as she did, but at that volume Orin was close enough to hear everything. As the words processed a pungent metallic odor suddenly made itself present. It was an odor that Orin would never forget. Blood. Not just blood, but Luperci blood.

The first sight of the figures made her stop dead in her tracks. She gasped audibly and threw her hands to her mouth, whimpering as her golden gaze fell upon the gore before her. Taliesin had Liam on the ground, pinned. Sky stood over them, her back to Orin, but she guessed what her face might look like. And there on the ground... that shape... Visions of the past flashed into view before her... a warm sensation poured over her body, just like it felt when Argul showered her in her own son's blood.

She would have vomited if not for the rage that washed over her now. The scent of blood and the sight of the pinned boy, the direction of Sky's anger, it did something to her. A ripple was felt through her pack bonds, and reading Tal and Sky she knew who was to blame for this carnage. 'Murderer! Scum!' she heard Sky cry and she believed her without a doubt. A breath later she was at the woman's side, her own visage reflecting just how close to the brink this scene brought her.

“What are you doing, Tal?!” She screamed, frantic and demanding. “Kill him! Kill him now!” Her voice was more a visceral growl than words, but their canine heritage made it easy to understand. “Kill that monster! Don't give him a chance to hurt anyone else! Kill him! Kill him!” It became a mantra, she kept repeating the words over and over, her voice high and desperate as though she could cause the demon's death by force of will alone.

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