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Post by G. Novella on Aug 16, 2012 4:17:09 GMT -5
Arthur flinched when Cal licked his cheek. He'd forgotten how entirely creepy Cal could be when he chose to be. Between Willy's comment and Cal's question, he felt his nerve shake a little. He kept his gaze trained on Cal, covering Timmy. Isobel could handle herself, hopefully. What had he got them into?
"What I do isn't any of your businesses," he said to the both of them, "And neither are the people I spend time with, so can we go now?"
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Post by deathrosehunter on Aug 16, 2012 4:21:01 GMT -5
Isobel felt weak, she hoped she wouldn't pass out. She waa getting really scared and wished they went to Joshuas cellar instead. She closed her eyes and tried to calm down, but she couldn't.
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Post by kumainpink on Aug 16, 2012 4:26:33 GMT -5
Cal chuckled darkly, though inwardly, he seethed. Arthur was sullied and tainted already, nowhere near the glimmering piece of perfection that he'd once been. The boy was slowly getting older, losing more and more of his glowing youth. It wasn't fair! He longed for youth and flames and sweet, burned flesh. The wolf, even with wolfsbane, wanted meat and blood. Murder!
"But, you are starting to become rather worn, are you not?" he asked, going behind Arthur. He touched the young man's shoulders and tickled his fingers dow Arthur's sides. "Dirtied with splooge from those ugly bints." He then placed his hands on Timmy's shoulders, and wrapped his arms around him. "Where as this boy is young and supple. Untainted, unmarred and so very sweet." He sniffed the boy's hair.
Aw, the boy was trembling now. "How would you like to come with me, little one? I could show you things that you've never known before. The feel of fire as it licks your skin is simply breathtaking."
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Post by G. Novella on Aug 16, 2012 4:33:18 GMT -5
Arthur felt his blood boil at those words. Immediately, he pushed Cal off of Timmy. He felt his wolf screaming to rip at Cal's throat, and his entire body trembled as he glared at Cal. He pushed Timmy back into Isobel's arms.
"Don't you dare touch him," said Arthur darkly, "Do what you want to me, but he's not some toy for you to play with."
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Willy watched the scene, amused. The boy really thought he could get away with pushing Cal. He glanced over at the frightened girl, and the whispering crowd. Things were really getting fun now.
"Touchy, touchy, Arthur," said Willy, "Don't worry, me and Cal don't play without our baby brother. Shame he isn't here. But if you promise, then something can be arranged. What do you think Cal, we can play with Arthur and his little friends soon. You get your Arthur, your brother gets the boy, a little grown to play with him, but hey, it's a compromise, and I can teach your lovely Isobel some new games."
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Post by deathrosehunter on Aug 16, 2012 4:42:47 GMT -5
Isobel tried not to snort, if they were in wolf form she would of been attaxk that creep. When she was younger, what she thought was alright, she use to play with her 'toys'. Then she enjoyed their screams, them begging for their life, her parents and family said it was normal werewolf behavior, that every werewolf does. When she was 16 she finally figured out it wasn't regular wolf behavior, but she was so use to it, she didn't want to stop.
This wolf could hardly teach her anything, she have a few tricks of her own. She was raised mafia style, she can be badass if she wanted to.
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Post by kumainpink on Aug 16, 2012 4:44:19 GMT -5
Cal leaned in nice and close to Arthur, forgetting the little boy for now. Arthur was a much better, more sought-after prize. "I think I'd enjoy that very much." he said, eying the young man. "Arthur, one of these days, your flesh will meet my fires, and we'll feast." But, he had to get a little taste now. Eagerly, he ran his long nails across Arthur's cheek, deep enough to draw blood. He then licked the blood off of his fingers. The tang of it opened the floodgates to a deeper, longer yearning. "Delicious." he murmured lovingly.
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Post by G. Novella on Aug 16, 2012 4:58:07 GMT -5
"We're leaving, and don't you two and your brother come fucking near me, or my friends," said Arthur, almost trembling at Cal's eerie gaze. He grabbed Isobel's hand, and Timmy's, and tried to move past Willy, who had suddenly moved to come near Isobel.
"Such a sweet little thing," said Willy, leering at Isobel, "How nice it would be to cut your perky little breasts, and watch you bleed. Pity your already tainted by the wolf. You know, I'll really miss you, sweetheart."
With that, he moved back to Cal, smirking.
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Post by deathrosehunter on Aug 16, 2012 5:02:02 GMT -5
Isobel held back a retort, now all of a sudden she wanted to be brave. Go figure, Isobel thought bitterly.
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Post by kumainpink on Aug 16, 2012 5:05:58 GMT -5
Timmy was both confused and afraid as he gripped Arthur's hand, trembling. He didn't understand what half of those things meant, or why Cal's hug had disturbed him so. But he felt completely unclean, just by that alone. Why was this happening? Weren't werewolves supposed to help each other? The strong, unified front he'd felt before shattered completely. And to his mortification, he realized he'd wet himself.
Cal leered at them sadistically, but with a sense of something far more sinister too. He was still savoring the blood on his fingers, licking and smelling it.
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Post by deathrosehunter on Aug 16, 2012 5:10:26 GMT -5
Isobel looked at Timmy, "Are you okay honey?" She hated the ailence, and didn't know what to say. Of course he wasn't okay, if they weren't walking she would of pulled him onto her lap and hold him.
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Post by G. Novella on Aug 16, 2012 5:10:41 GMT -5
Arthur pulled the group away, and they headed back to find Joshua. He ignored his torn cheek, or the fear he'd felt thanks to Cal. They were all silent, and he didn't know what to say. Finally, he opened his mouth, "I'm sorry. Don't worry, we're in a private cellar, away from them."
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Willy watched them move as Cal licked his fingers. It really was a damn shame that someone else had gotten to touch that girl's body, to defile it. However, judging from Cal's expression, Arthur and his little boy were something he really was lusting after.
"Tell you what Cal," he said, priding himself on being a reasonable big brother, "If you find me a pretty little sweetheart of my own, we can take the boys."
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Post by kumainpink on Aug 16, 2012 5:15:43 GMT -5
"Wh-what was th-that?" Timmy asked fearfully. "Why was that guy touching us?" He didn't understand it, and that scared him. Maybe if he knew, he could calm down. Cal's touch was burning through him, making him feel ugly and dirty. But why?
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Cal's grin spread from ear to ear. Euphoria rushed through him in an instant, as he registered Willy's words. If he were a dog, his tail would be wagging. "You mean it?" he half-asked, half-begged.
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Post by G. Novella on Aug 16, 2012 5:22:43 GMT -5
Arthur stopped, and knelt down to meet Timmy's eyes. He felt incredibly guilty, remembering the first time he caught Cal's attention. It wasn't fair that Timmy had to go through that.
"He's sick," said Arthur, "Don't think about him. I'll protect you from him, I swear it. He, he has an affection, for boys. Just don't really think about him."
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Willy smiled serenely at his brother, "As long as you find me a sweet little lovely, and you're willing to share the smaller one with your brother, I don't see why we couldn't anymore."
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Post by kumainpink on Aug 16, 2012 5:35:13 GMT -5
Cal looked at his brother with wide, adoring eyes. Willy was indeed a god among wolves, even more so than the legendary Fenrir Greyback! He would have gotten on his knees and kissed Willy's holy feet, if Willy hadn't told him to stop doing that. And the price was so reasonable! He would find Willy the prettiest girl he could, a real gem. One that Willy could enjoy for a long time!
And share the little boy? That too wasn't so bad. The flesh on that one would be sweet, but nowhere near as delicious as Arthur's! He licked his lips, as drool slid down his cheek. After years of pining and watching and dreaming, Arthur would be his! He settled for a small bow. "I won't fail you." he said, his voice quivering with excitement.
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Timmy nodded, unsure of what to say now. He settled for sitting in a corner and hugging his knees, not caring that he stank of urine. Soon, it wouldn't matter anyway.
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Post by deathrosehunter on Aug 16, 2012 5:40:42 GMT -5
Isobel sat next to Timmy, and began to rub his back. She sent Arthur a piercing glare. This wouldn't have happen if he just took Joshuas offer. But nooo, he had to be freaking stubborn like a hippogriff.
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Post by G. Novella on Aug 16, 2012 5:42:19 GMT -5
"The moon is rising!" called out Patty, "Please move to your cellars! Any wolf not within a cellar shall be put down! I repeat, to your cellars!"
Arthur felt relief, as he wiped the blood off his cheek. He turned to Timmy, who was still quivering, "Let's get going then, Joshua'll join us."
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Willy smiled at his sweet little brother. Cal was always so dedicated to helping. He pet his little brother's head, when the woman's voice came crying out. He knew Cal didn't like her, she was one of the bints who was spoiling his Arthur. He gave the woman a glare.
"Let's get transformed then," said Willy, "And I trust you'll find me a real gem."
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Post by Chameleon on Aug 16, 2012 5:46:34 GMT -5
Joshua looked around after Arthur, Timmy and Isobel. He had lost them in the chaos of wolves, and found them finally with relief. "Where were you?" he asked, before he looked at them hesitantly. They seemed shaken, and there was blood on Arthur's cheek.
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Post by kumainpink on Aug 16, 2012 5:46:58 GMT -5
Timmy got up followed, trying to soothe his frayed nerves. The transformation would be painful, but at least they'd be together, right? "Okay." he mumbled in a low voice.
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Cal followed Willy to the shelter, eagerly. This was why he followed his brother. He never failed to please and always knew what was best. And now, the reward would be more blissful than he could ever imagine!
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Post by deathrosehunter on Aug 16, 2012 5:51:24 GMT -5
Isobel walked beside Joshua, she can't deal with Arthur as of right now. Next time she's putting her foot down, and demand that they go to Joshuas.
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Post by G. Novella on Aug 16, 2012 5:56:47 GMT -5
Arthur could tell Isobel was angry, and he sighed. It was his fault after all. He glanced down at the shaken Timmy, and hoped his first group transformation would erase the bad memories.
"It's nothing, just a run in with a rougher wolf," said Arthur uneasily, as they moved to the shelter. He held Timmy's hand comfortingly, and sent an apologetic glance to Isobel.
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Willy couldn't help but feel envious as he saw Cal's eager state. He so desperateky yearned for something to lust for. Ever since the incident, he hadn't been satisfied for long, desperate in the way Cal was. Maybe soon, he'd find something.
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Post by Chameleon on Aug 16, 2012 6:04:42 GMT -5
Joshua nodded confused. Rougher wolves. It would perhaps terrify Timmy, but he couldn't exactly see Arthur or Isobel be a bit afraid of rough wolves, unless it has been one of the bad ones. But he decided to not name his concern, and just followed with the three persons.
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Post by G. Novella on Aug 16, 2012 6:17:20 GMT -5
They arrived in the smaller cellar, and shut the door from the inside. He could hear the steps of the wardens outside, as they went along and sealed the doors to the shelters. He felt nervous, as he turned to face the group. Finally, they were going to transform. He tugged off his coat, and wiped the blood off his cheek again.
"Er, there's a safe over there to shove our clothes in, and a curtain you can use to strip," he told Isobel, pointing to a small partision with the safe behind it. They'd shove their clothes and wands in there, before the transformation would take over.
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Post by kumainpink on Aug 16, 2012 6:20:19 GMT -5
Timmy relaxed a little, feeling more secure now that they were away from everyone else. Nobody could hurt them here. Though now, he started to worry about Arthur. That man was scary, and seemed to really want Arthur for some reason. If Timmy was feeling this bad, what about him?
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Post by deathrosehunter on Aug 16, 2012 6:25:02 GMT -5
Hunter walked up the steps to the grand house, he sniffed the air, she's here. He banged on the door, "Open up Florence, I know you in there." Hunter turned around and banged his boot on the door. He could care less that he may wake up their neighbors, Florence is going to tell him where his god sister Isobel at. "Florence open up this fucking door right now," Hunter yelled. He faced the door again and began to pound the door with his fist again.
A few seconds later the door opened up, a furious Patrick opened the door. Before he opened his mouth Hunter punched him in the gut, "Took you long enough."
Hunter walked past Patrick whim fell to the floor. He saw Florence standing at the bottom of the stairs, a small creepy smile appeared on his face. He rushed towards her, pinning her to the wall by the throat. "Where the hell is Isobel?" He needed to see her, he haven't saw her since she was 16.
"She's at Otter-," Hunter fling her to the ground, she didn't need to say anything else.
"If something happen to her I'm coming back here and fuck your arse up," Hunter kicked Patrick on the side. "That goes for you also."
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Isobel was nervous, what if she hurt one of them, she was already piss, she feared that she would lash out on Arthur.
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Post by G. Novella on Aug 16, 2012 6:26:36 GMT -5
When no one responded, Arthur sighed. "Isobel, go get changed behind the curtain unless you want to walk home nude. They don't provide clothes if you ruin yours while transforming. We'll pass you ours as we strip down over here."
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Post by deathrosehunter on Aug 16, 2012 6:32:05 GMT -5
Isobel nodded her head okay and walked over to behind the curtain. She leaned against the wall and closed her eyes. Isobel stripped off her clothes and waited behind the curtain.
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Post by G. Novella on Aug 16, 2012 6:33:22 GMT -5
Arthur stripped and handed the clothes over by shoving his arm through the curtain, and looking away. He could feel the wolf starting to rise as the transformation beckoned. Within minutes, he'd be turning.
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Post by kumainpink on Aug 16, 2012 6:34:56 GMT -5
Timmy did as Arthur did, feeling the wolf within him rise. It wouldn't be long, now. "Ready, Arthur?" he asked, offering a small smile. Now wasn't the time to worry about creeps like Cal. He had a transformation to look forward to.
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Post by Chameleon on Aug 16, 2012 6:35:33 GMT -5
Joshua stripped of his clothes as swell, and shoved them into the curtain, on the same way as Arthur had done. The could feel it come, and he closed his eyes, as he waited.
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Post by deathrosehunter on Aug 16, 2012 6:39:43 GMT -5
Isobel sat down on her clothes and laid her head on her knees. She hated the feeling of the transformation, she always get sick the next day. A part of her wanted to be back home with her mother and father. She doesn't mind the killings they may have her do, she want to do that. The anger she feels right now, she wants to let it out on one of those guys.
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