Zach had no choice but to obey the strange being in which threatened him so. With beads of sweat dripping down the back of his neck, he slowly led the group to their desired destination. It was quite simple in fact, due to his instinctive draw toward the stranger...as easy as glancing at a radar.
When they reached the hideout the boy could immediately sense a sort of ripple through the air, a small flinch, and then he turned sideways to hand War over to the silver-haired man. "Careful now, this isn't going to be pretty."
As if on queue, the howl of a werewolf was heard from somewhere up above. It was a warning howl, one that caused Zach's legs to lock. "Ugh...I can't---" the boy's feet moved back of their own accord. His eyebrows raised. The only other time something like this had happened to him was when Raphael ordered him to stay back....the order of an alpha...but that man...is certainly not Raphael...but then again...was that Raphael's voice he could hear? Everything happening to him today was just so odd...
"--why...are we...here--?" Zach questioned, struggling.
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Ethan was panting, weak, but the scent of War and the stupid wolf boy was quite intense in the spot where he was now standing. It was in front of some shop, I hate my life... the vampire complained internally, as he lifted the hand clutching his shoulder to find it splattered with his leaking blood.
Giving in, Ethan went and punched the store's window open, turns out it was a pharmacy.
In a matter of minutes the man was now wrapped up in a "good-enough" sort of way, and continuing his grumbling trek after the two.
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I will turn off, and I will shut down, the chemicals are restless in my head...
||Ethan
Mood- Tense. Angry.
Status- Single ;D (hurhurhur)
Quote- "Don't worry, I think I'll try keeping my grip a little...tighter this time."
Operation- ---
Goal- Its a mystery.
Theme song- Dance With the Devil | Flawed Design
Crush- ------