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                                                    While working in the kitchen, Dante took just a few seconds to read over his sister's text. Pushing out a chuckle, he just shook his head. Sure a night off sounded nice, but he still wasn't about to do it. After all he could just hear his father now, complaining about someone possibly getting killed or caught in the crossfire. Rolling his eyes he filled the last few vials up with the green-ish liquid. Capping each one as he examined the eight little bombs. Yes Dante loved blowing things up. Throwing something and suddenly it explodes is amazing and it keeps him occupied. Explosives had been one of the best things this world had to offer. Just like something bursting in flames, in his head it always happened in slow motion which made it so much better.

                                                    On the island he started setting up his area, getting things ready for tonight. Such as the vials inside a small black pouch set in the corner of the island. Two knives sharpened to utter perfection. Knowing full well hand to hand combat with a wolf with claws was a death sentence. Two small hand guns, one loaded with bullets soaked in wolfs bane. Although it wouldn't have much affect it would still burn like hell but that was about it. It might slow down the healing process but he had never actually tested it and watched what happened. The other gun wasn't really a gun, more like a small cross bow with small arrows. The arrows, held wires inside them that let off a nice round of shocks in order to either knock something out or give him time to escape.

                                                    Followed by some cloth, and alcohol to clean any wounds he might get to hide that blood scent. And of course the small things like a cell phone, and what not. This was his normal things that he had on him at night, normally inside a small bag that hung over his shoulder. It was easily accessible instead of carrying it on him self and being caught with it all. While placing everything nice and neat inside the bag his sister seemed to be going up to her room only chuckling when she told him to rest. After that he just nodded to needing her, he probably wouldn't but if he did he knew he could call her. Before leaving he headed up to his room, getting inside his dresser draw getting out this cologne that hid his normal smell this way those wolfs at school couldn't trace it back. He stared at it for a moment, nipping at his bottom lip.

                                                    Looking up slowly into the mirror he gave him self a cocky smirk, tossing the bottle aside and not bothering with it. Leaning on the dresser taking a deep breath he pushed off heading downstairs and out the door with his things.

                                                    8:15 pm -- Skip

                                                    Dante found him self getting out of his car, that had been parked in some random place. Getting in the back trunk he moved to his bag, grabbing it and bringing it over his shoulder. Slamming the trunk shut he went on his way, in a jog down the sidewalk. His outfit consisted of all black, a thin shirt and lite jacket to keep him some what warm. A pair of pants that had been easy to move in, with a pair of boots. He didn't feel like ruining his good clothing. Walking around the corner that's when he stumbled back, body bumping into some guy(Raidon.) This caused him to drop his bag, eyes fixed on the ground as the vials he had rolled out of the side pouch. " Oh, crap sorry.. " Dante whispered still not looking up as he fiddled with the vials rolling away.

                                                    Chuckling Dante fiddled with the bag, while eyes slowly started looking up. Yes this was like a flash back to school almost running into the Alpha.

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                                                    Honestly part of Danny didn't want to go to Jackson's. Yes part of him was scared, what if those visions happened tonight. After all, that bruise was real it felt real. The vision took place in Jackson's room, well most of it. The entire time, in almost every class he had his foot tapping the floor. His mind was a wreck, deep in thoughts on what happened. He told him self to forget, to let it go but how can you just let it go? Was his grams right? Could he really be some witch.. No it wasn't real, things like that weren't real just made up in old stories. The day was going way too fast, far too fast, happening too fast - Get the point? Danny was just flying by in each class, even his favorite part of the day lunch was gone with in a blink of a second. It was like the day wanted him closer to Jackson for some unknown odd reason. Oh maybe to feed him or so he could end up dead.

                                                    When that final bell rang, it wasn't sweet music it was this chime that kept playing and playing teasing him. He avoided friends, gave small smiles and acted a bit distant. When someone asked he just said he wasn't feeling very well. What was on that clip? Yes his mind was still on the clip of Jackson in bed.. Not that he thought of Jackson in bed, well not all the time. Danny wasted no time in going to his car. Just sitting back, the window cracked a little. Taking deep breaths trying to calm his nerves that seemed to be freaking out. " Breath.. " He told him self while his eyes slid shut, chest rising and falling with each breath.

                                                    He wanted answers so he was going to Jackson's. Maybe he should leave a death note, like if something happens to him he loves this person and that person. Jackson wasn't a killer right? Drugs mess the mind up- Yes he was back on the drugs kick. Getting out his phone he just sort of stared at it while breathing softly still.

                                                    To; Jackson
                                                    From; Danny
                                                    Msg; I'll be over soon.....


                                                    Pressing send he tossed the phone aside, while starting the car. Backing up he made his way out of the parking lot. Heading home first to gather some things maybe have a talk with his grams about what happened.

                                                    Time Skip -- 8:01 pm

                                                    After getting home he gathered his things, had a good talk with his Gram's about this OoOoO witch crap and at the right time left having told her he was staying over Jackson's. In which she replied with watch your back, he didn't know what that meant but figured it was one of her weird saying's or warnings like she normally did. The girl was very odd and mysterious most of the time even with being family. After arriving at Danny's place he went to the front door, knocking three times while waiting for an answer. Sure he was a bit worried, and after what his Gram's had said it had his skin crawling. Kind of like maybe he should head back home, just call this little sleep over thing over. What if Jackson was luring him in just to snap and go bat s**t crazy. Chuckling to him self like some crazy person he stood waiting for the male to answer.

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A time skip just happened, making the new time 8:00 PM' The hunters are out, and some things will go down tonight. A new section on the front page was added. " The Events " These will be events in the rolepaly, such as founders day, parties at the school, or someones house even other things planned. Currently we have a Masquerade party planned at the founders mansion. Read up on it and look for a date. Be sure to take part in OOC Chatter, for plotting and pairings wise.

Also if you know anyone who might want to join send them this way.

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                                              xxxOnce the school was out Derek made sure to make his way back home as so as possible. Once at home he pulled off the stupid clothing the school made him wear. He changed into his normal clothing, making his body feel free and relaxed. He dont like the whole dressing up for people look. It just wasn't his thing.

                                              xxxDerek told his pack to meet him in the town. It was most likely it was a bad idea but they needed out once an a while. They were like puppy's, wild and needed training. His body left the house the cold air rushing his face. The feeling of the air relaxed his muscles making a small smile grow on his face. His nose took in the smells and his ears stayed alert as he moved though the woods. It wouldn't be a long walk since his house was oddly close to the town.

                                              xxxFinally reaching in the town Derek watched people pass by him. His eyes watched over everything making sure if there was a hunter he would be prepared. The light blue eyes scanned back and fourth as his body moved forward to the fountain in the center of the town. His arms crossed over his chest as he waited for the Pack to show. He wasn't in the mood for delinquents or tardiness. Derek made it vary clear to them that when he said a time or called they were to show up as so as possible.

                                              Where: Walking around the town With: His pack? Feeling: Board
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                                                                          Isaac held his head finally waking from his knockout,he groaned grabbing his head sitting up blinking he had a loud ringing in his ears that he couldn't shake off. Attempting to stand and walk he stumbled over cracking his shoulder he closed his eyes,it would heal but it still hurt. He stood up placing his hands over his ears trying to muffle the sound but it was no use the sound only increased. Dropping his hands down he reviewed his surroundings trying to find out where he was, he was where they usually were taught or trained. He glanced at Boyd then at Erica she was no longer paralyzed but he didn't bother saying anything to either of them he just walked out.

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                                                                          Isaac was supposed to be meeting up with Derek and the rest of the pack and he knew better than to keep Derek waiting. Taking the short-cut through the woods. Hands in his leather jacket, he sniffed the air and smelled refreshing smells like food,air fresheners instead of dried blood. He needed a break from that place anyhow. As he walked bumping into people he spotted Derek and walked over to him "What happened to the suit?" He asked raising an eyebrow at Derek.





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                                                    x_x Going on with her classes, the dark haired girl felt like today was much more of a bore then usual. Then again who ever said school was ment to be fun. Maybe if she actually socialized with more people then just her brother, it wouldn't be as bad. Once her last class was over, she walked out, feeling her phone going off. Pulling it out, she read a very late reply from her dear brother. He really did need to learn to keep his phone on him, what if it was an emergency? Smiling at her brother's text, she shook her head a bit, before typing a reply.

                                                    To: Big Bro
                                                    From: Natty
                                                    Really? Kick someone in the sack and act all innocnet?
                                                    LoL Nice plan bro, but don't worry I can handle myself!
                                                    Tonight? Count me out, going to enjoy myself, while father's out >.<


                                                    x_x Pressing SEND, she put her phone back into her pocket, heading towards her locker. Although she's never gone 'hunting' on her own, she usually would go, and lend a helping hand to her brother, but since they're father wasn't around... She just wanted to enjoy some her time. Maybe rest a little, Food, go for a jog through town, shop a little while she's out, point is, just to do something that didn't involve training and hunting. Actually all that sounded nice, that's what she'll do once she gets home. Rest, Food, Jog, Shop, and maybe some more food. Arriving at her locker, she put her books away, before exiting the school building.

                                                    -Tiny Time Skip-


                                                    x_x Making it home, she went straight up to her room, to change. After changing into something more comfortable, which was a tank top, shorts, old school 'skater' socks. She then made her way down stairs, to get something to eat, seeing her brother 'cooking' something up. "Why don't you just rest up a bit?" She said, grabbing herself and apple, taking a bite out of it. "Well be careful, and if you really need me... just give me a call" She said, giving him a quick peck on the cheek, before going back upstairs.

                                                    -The 8pm Time Skip-


                                                    x_x After hanging out in her room, relaxing and listening to some music, the teen looked up at the time. Seeing that it was already eight, she stood up from her bed, streatching a bit. Walking over to her window, she opened it, looking out. Never to late to go for a jog, and maybe grab some late dinner, while she was out. Grabbing her phone, she slipped it into her jogging armband, before strapping it on her arm. Plugging her head phones in, she started her music up, as she put her running shows on. Streatching a bit more, she started her jog out of the house, heading towards town.

                                                    x_x As she was jogging towards the fountain, she noticed something in the corner of her eyes. Turning her head to see it was just making out, she quickly turn her head back foward, but it was to late, she felt her body run into something or someone. She felt herself going down, she would of caught herself, but it was a reflex to be a clutz when out in public. Thinking she was going to hit the ground she closed here eyes, but slowly opened them, not feeling herself it the ground. Looking up, she saw a very unexpected face. For some reason, her cheeks where feeling slighlty warm "Umm... sorry about that" She apologized to the male, once again. Gosh, he was going to think she was a major clutz, which was a good thing, but still.



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                                              xxxDerek turned his head left and right every so often. He wanted to keep a look out for one hunters and second his pack. It was slowly becoming a problem, the waiting that is. He didn't care much about the whole hunters and what not. The only thing to worry about would be seeing the Kanima. Now that would be the real problem.

                                              xxxWith a familiar sent that rushed his nose Derek turned quickly. His body relaxed seeing Isaac.Isaac's little comment made Derek roll his eyes a bit. Taking a step closer to Isaac he grabbed harshly on the back of his head as he looked for any real markings. HIs head moved pressing his nose and lips onto the spot were the jugular vein would be. It wasn't anything odd but more like an alpha move to greet and show who was the boss. Pulling his head and arms back from Isaac with a low grin."Well its good to see that your alive ."

                                              xxxTurning back to look around Derek could feel something run into him. What was with this day and everyone running into him? He was sure he was big enough for people to see. His hands moved quickly grabbing the girl from falling. His eyes followed seeing it was the youngest hunter. A small grin ripped at his face as he looked at her blush."I'm starting to think your stalking me. Or that you think Im cute and you want me." Derek joked as he moved his hands away and to his sides."Oh how rude of me. This is Isaac. Hes a good friend of mine." A toothy grin pulled his lips apart as he moved to show Isaac."Isaac this is Young Knight. She goes to school with you all, she quite a powerful young lady. Since you know her now, we should try to be friends." Derek joked a bit it was fun to mess with people.

                                              Where: Town main fountain With: Isaac and Natalise Feeling: entertained
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                                                                          Isaac flinched as Derek grabbed him,instinctivly he grabbed Derek's hand and clenched.His head snapping back feeling his nose and lips sending a shiver down his spine,his skin peeled back exposing a veins,he raised his eyebrow as best as he could when Derek made a statement. It was hard to talk and it was obvious Derek was asserting his dominance over him, he didn't try to resist he just pull harder,but he kept adding pressure and he began to feel every little strand of hair being pulled off his head until he finally was released. The corner of his lips began to pull away from each forming a smirk as he examined the girl was powerful? She didn't look like much and she was way too clumsy to be,Derek must have mistaken her for someone else.

                                                                          He chuckled walking over to Derek's side staring at the girl "Maybe." He said silently turning his attention to Derek he slid his hand down his hair trying to reduce some of the pain and get some of the loose strands Derek pulled out. He pulled his hand down looking at it, not much had been pulled out and what had will grow back in a few days. He'd be fine as long as there was no bald spots, he turned taking his attention from the two to the fountain as he turned he felt a wave of cold air hit his face,he took a step toward it admiring it.





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                                                    Scott McCall shifted his weight uncomfortably on the pedestal in the tux shop. He’d been here for three hours. He’d had to call and tell Dr. Deaton that he couldn’t make it into work because of this. His mother had insisted he get fitted for a tuxedo for the Founder’s Day party coming up on Sunday. Thankfully this was the first and last fitting. With everything that had been going on, Jackson being the Kanima, Lydia, Derek, he’d kept rescheduling it. He couldn’t say no to his mother when she asked nicely like that, hell, he hardly said no to her at all. Just lied to her constantly. That was a big difference, and not in his favor. Originally, Scott hadn’t been planning to go at all, given that he didn’t have anyone to take, since he couldn’t see Allison in public, lest her parents make good on their threat. But his mother had insisted, since he was a part of a founding family, that he had to go. So he was going, to make her happy. After all the lies he’d told recently, it was the least he could do. She’d already paid for this and gotten him a mask. There was no way he could back out now.

                                                    When the attendant told him he could step down and helped him out of the pinned jacket, Scott was grateful. He hated doing this. Staying still for so long. It built tension in his muscles and made him want to run flat-out as far and fast as he could. He could usually barely stand a seventy-five minute class, three hours was torture. Pulling on his sweater, Scott was escorted out of the shop, which was apparently closing, and sighed as he hit the sidewalk, starting to walk, not going anywhere in particular. It was too late to go and try to finish up the end of his shift. Picking up his pace into a jog, Scott gave into impulse and started running harder, not so fast that it was inhuman, but fast enough reaching the edge of town within minutes and starting up faster as he entered the woods, getting the pent-up energy out as the rain soaked through his clothing.

                                                    He was well aware that it was dangerous, and that he wasn’t paying much attention to his surroundings. Jackson could have been out and about as the Kanima, and though Scott was sure that Jackson wouldn’t kill him, since he hadn’t before, it wouldn’t do to take chances. Even his running was taking a chance. There wasn’t a doubt that the hunters would be out, looking for something to hunt. Finally slowing to a stop, Scott breathed deeply, remembering a time he couldn’t have run like that without needing his inhaler after. He never missed the asthma. After taking in his surroundings, realizing he was closer to the Founder's Mansion than he had first thought, he turned and started his run again, this time heading towards home, a route that would take him directly past the Founder's Mansion.



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Got a secret
Can you keep it?
Swear this one you'll save
Better lock it, in your pocket
Taking this one to the grave
If I show you then I know you
Won't tell what I said
'Cause two can keep a secret
If one of them is dead…


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                                                                Her car stalled. Great. Silently, she thanked her mother for not getting the engine checked. Sitting there for a minute before pulling out her phone, intending to call her step-father, Kenneth, so he could come rescue her from the big bad woods. No Service. Great. Looked like she’d have to walk, find a garage or a house somewhere and use their phone to call either Kenneth or a tow truck. Popping open the door, she swung her legs out, glad she’d worn sneakers and brought a heavy jacket. Looking out into the dark trees the girl shuddered. God she hated the woods. It wouldn’t be too bad if she kept to the road…but still. They were there. Taking a deep breath, she grabbed her purse and the flashlight her mother kept in the glove compartment, pulled on her jacket and hopped out of the car, being sure to lock it before starting to walk. She had a terrible feeling about doing this, especially since she’d been starting to see…those. The eyes. Red, gold and yellow. The vision kept repeating, every few days since she’d gotten here. She continued on, trying not to freak out at every little noise or movement.

                                                                It wasn’t much later that…something came rushing out of the bushes, tackling her to the ground before she could do anything to avoid the blow. She managed not to crack her head on the pavement of the road, but she felt as if half the skin on her forearm had been torn off when she broke her fall and looked up into the face of…Well, she didn’t know what it was. She had seen something like it, back when she was little, on the camping trip that had made her hate the woods. This one crouched above her, snarling as it held her down, and she saw that its eyes were gold. The same eyes she’d been having visions about…

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                                                                Poppy jerked out of sleep suddenly. She hadn’t even realized she’d fallen asleep and had to peel a piece of newspaper off her face as she sat up straighter amidst a mountain of boxes. She hadn’t finished unpacking yet. That dream…it scared her because she couldn’t tell if it was just a nightmare, or a premonition. Looking at the box in front of her, she found that she’d managed to draw a set of eyes and teeth on the side of it. Well, the teeth were new. Shaking her head, she got up, grabbing her purse before picking up a stack of boxes and carrying them down the stairs carefully, leaving them just inside the den door, in case her step-father wanted to keep them for anything, before finding her mother.

                                                                “I’m going to walk for a bit. Got keys and my phone. Call if you need anything.” she said as her mother nodded.

                                                                “Put on a jacket.”

                                                                Poppy only waved at that, she knew it was raining and was intending to put a jacket on. Pulling the scarf over her head, so that it resembled a hood and covered her hair, she put on her jacked. Since they’d arrived, she’d grown less skittish about the woods around the place, but wouldn’t go in them still. She was determined to get past that, however, and she was going to try to get over it tonight and venture into the forest. The hood cut off her peripheral vision, and she was hoping that might help. It might also make it more dangerous, as would wearing black while walking at night, but she was trying not to think about that. Putting in ear buds and pressing play on her iPod before sliding it into her pocket, earphones blasting pop music (she had opted not to go for Christmas music this time around) as she headed out the door, reaching one of the footpaths within minutes.

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Why do you smile
Like you've been told a secret?
Now you're telling lies
Cause you have sworn to keep it
But no one keeps a secret
No one keeps a secret...

Why when we do our darkest deeds
Do we tell?
They burn in our brains
Become a living hell
Cause everybody tells
Everybody tells…

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                                                xxxBeing home alone brought a lot of time to think. Jackson's head seemed to rush with things over and over again. It was driving him insane. He didn't know how more he could take of this. He was really alone in the end. No matter how much money or love his father or well kinda father would show it wasn't enough. He needed more, maybe an understanding from someone. But in the end it was help that he needed. Help to go though the night, help with this damn curse of a beat he had growing inside, itching to kill.

                                                xxxThe day seemed to last forever. Jackson kept his mind off of things by either sleeping or cleaning up his room. He had must of changed the room more than five times. What else was there to do. He couldn't just leave the house, no. It risked bumping into Scott or even Derek. And lets just say he wasn't in the mood for a talk or a fight at this point. Feeling his phone go off Jackson looked seeing that Danny would come over. What a relief.

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                                                xxxJackson had gotten words once more that Danny was on his way. he passed around his room seeing how dark it was getting. He hated the night now, it seemed to be the key point of when he lost all control. Hearing the door made his body jump but also rush down to the . He paused to peek though the hole to see if it was in deed Danny. And it was. Putting on a fake smile he opened the door."I'm so glad you came."

                                                xxxAfter ushering in Danny and closing the door Jackson looked around a bit . The room slightly awkward."Ok so, I have the notebook we could watch. I mean if that's fine with you." Maybe this whole sleep over thing was an bad idea. Jackson's eyes went back from Danny to the clock looking at the time. God he just hopped that tonight he would be normal and not try to kill his best friend once again.


                                                Mood: Tired, Confused Location: Home With: Danny
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Erica looked at herself in the mirror, making sure everything was normal with her, no scratch or anything. She flipped her hair and ran a hand through it and looked at Boyd, ''I will go meet with Derek'' she said with no emotion in her voice, not even annoyed or anything like it. She fixed herself in the mirror and walked out of the place where they usually trained to exhaustion, making her way toward the meeting place, keeping her stride and expression neutral as she got close to the towns main fountain. Her pace slowed down as she noticed Isaac and Derek with another girl, she tilted her head to the side and kept walking toward them, her hair bouncing to every step she took, ''Sorry I took so long'' she said, looking at Isaac who was looking at the fountain, throwing him her best smile and so did with Derek but lighter, her attention turned to the girl as she looked at her curiously, ''Who will take me to the party on Sunday?'' She simply said as she looked from Derek to Isaac, making her usual stance with her elbow resting in the palm of her arm that was crossed against her chest.




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                                                      x_x Listening to the Alpha speak, her eyes widen a bit. Did he really just accuse her of stalking him? Him? Well she actually should be, since it's her job to hunt them, but no, she was not stalking him. "Stalking? ugh No....I was just..." Wait did he just said she thought he was Cute? What? Was he serious? Him cute?... Alright, she admits, he was cute... and quite charming, but still he was a werewolf. But no way did she want him... ugh ya no way. That was convincing right? Well either way, no. He was a werewolf she was a hunter, he was old, and well she wasn't. O.k, he wasn't that old... Age really wasn't a factor, it was the fact that he was an alpha.

                                                      x_x "Cu.... cu... cute? No... I mean not that your not... I just... I was just jogging by... " She stuttered a bit, straightening herself up, rolling her headphones up. "I wasn't paying attention..." She added, tucking the headphones into her armband, she turned her attnetion over to the teen male, as she was introduced to him. Although she knew very well who he was, after all they not only go to the same school, they had a couple of classes together. "Nat's fine" She said, to Isaac since, Derek introduced her as 'young Knight'. Really? Wait, Powerful Young Lady? She was no were near being a powerful young lady. Then turned to look at Isaac as he said 'maybe'. Hey! What's that suppose to mean? She wanted to say, but kept it to herself "Powerful young lady? I wish, more like invisible young clutz, is more like it" She said instead, but it was true, she went through school being invisible and a clutz.

                                                      x_x Noticing the blonde walk up, she gave her a friendly smile, before looking back at Derek. So... great... she must of been in the middle of a pack meeting. Good going Natty. She then raised an eyebrow a bit, as the other female mentioned the Founders Masquerade Ball, asking which one of them where going to take her. Date or not, the young hunter would have to go, after all her family was one of the founding families. So usually she just goes with her brother and father, well when he was around. She actually did enjoy them, afte all she was a girl. What girl didn't enjoy a party and getting all dressed up.




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                                                  To put it as gently as he could, unpacking was a pain in the a**. Miscellaneous boxes still covered the sitting area of his apartment, coaxing him to rip off the tape that sealed the items inside. In time, he mentally chided, dark brown eyes roaming around the open concept. Most of his belongings had already been organized and unpacked. Eventually, everything would be moved around again and again until Raidon was pleased. He had all the time in the world to mess with the layout of his furniture; he shouldn't rush it just yet.

                                                  Placing the last of the kitchen supplies in their proper areas, the brunette gave a silent sigh and let his arms fall from the counter. Well, at least one room in his apartment was dealt with. He deserved a break, didn't he? He had been unpacking all day so far and had gotten quite a bit done so far. Sure, things might have been a little bit messy and cluttered but all that would be straightened out in a day or two. Hopefully. Reluctant to admit it, Raidon was a little bit of a procrastinator. At least he got the work done though. Walking back into the living room, he let himself fall back onto the black leather loveseat facing one of the large windows, head tipping up to stare at the ceiling. It was dead silent, save for the humming of the refrigerator. Why was he here again? What possessed him to travel to this particular area? Boredom? Maybe. Interest? Most likely. Stretching his arms above his head, Raidon gave a disgruntled sigh and tilted his head back over the armrest to look out into the darkness falling upon Mystic Falls.

                                                  It was be a perfect time to be outside roaming around, so why was he staying here wallowing in his own boredom?

                                                  Pushing himself up an off the couch Raidon grabbed his phone and keys from the dark wood coffee table. After collecting his jacket and checking to make sure everything was in order, the vampire locked his front door and made his way down to the elevators. Being on the fourth floor had it's perks but came with some disadvantages as well, such as waiting for the elevator to come from the underground parking back up to where he was located. Sure, he could always take the stairs but he was feeling lazy today and the stairway just seemed too far.

                                                  Soon enough, Raidon found himself walking down the empty sidewalks, the cold, crisp air filling his lungs (not like he really needed the oxygen, but old habits die hard). Despite how busy it looked during the day - not that Raidon spend awhile staring down at the ground below - it was quiet now. Few voices rang in his ears and that was only from the house across from him. In the half an hour he had been roaming around, only about five cars had passed him,

                                                  "Really," glancing back over his shoulder, he gave his apartment a once over, "you'd think it would be at least a little busier here." Raidon flipped out his phone - a force of habit - and checked on the time. It wasn't really that late out - there should be at least a few people wandering. But, that might just be because Raidon's home was located in more of the quieter places of town. It was nice and all, but dull. A little too dull for the vampire's liking.




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        ➥➦ ʟocαтɪoɴ .☂ Apartment, leaving and to the streets
        ➥➦ мσσd .☂ tired, calm
        ➥➦ тαʟкɪɴɢ тo .☂ no one
        ➥➦ ʟıƨтεпıпɢ тσ .☂ top picture
        ➥➦ συтғıт .☂ side picture
        ➥➦ яεʟαтıσпƨнıρ ƨтαтυƨ .☂ single
        ➥➦ σσc .☂ .....

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                                                    "No, I haven't seen him yet. I can hear his heartbeat though. It's kind of erratic right now." Scott's reply was refreshing, it was good to know that one of your friend was in no danger. But what does he mean with 'erratic' ? Why would Scott use that word to describe Jackson ? Come on Allison, I'm sure Jackson is fine and you are overreacting. Let it go. She thought about it and decide to stay calm. Bla bla bla Derek Hale open the door from the classroom, asking for her. Did he was planning something ? Her big brown doe eyes fly back to Scott face for a instant screaming for help. She didn't want to walk out with Derek and she surely didn't want to be alone with him. But Scott's face reveal no threats or extreme concern for Derek so Allison try not to show her weakness. Slowly she gather her stuffs before silently walking outside. Her pink lips curl down and then into a straight line. "What happen?" she asked worried. Oh no he is here to kill Jackson, oh no he can't do that ! I can't let him do that ! "Is something wrong Mr. Hale ?" They both agree that Jackson was dangerous. How they where going to deal with him was another story. Allison didn't agree to help to capture Jackson, she knew that Derek was going to kill him. Bla bla time skip to eight 'o'clock. The hunters were out tonight and Allison was with them.

                                                    There was very little light along the roadside but the young Argent didn't seem to take notice of the dark lonely area she found herself in. Allison was not afraid however. Solitude was only a companion to the brunette. The evening air was crisp and the half moon hanging in the sky was of no use for guidance. Brown eyes stared ahead at the town lights that glowed over trees before she turned her attention to the long stretch of road behind her. This was now where she had to make her decision. Was she to go on ahead and find her answers? Or turn back and return to her loyal friends? "Focus on the road Allison !" Chris scold in a sour tone. Allison knew he was probably thinking she was day dreaming with Scott. "I'm watching the road, Dad." She reply. "No you are not. If you think this is a game then you are wrong. Open your eyes ! It is a damn war ! They won't hesitate to rip your heart out. " Chris shout. Why is he been so harsh ? I hate everything. I didn't ask to be a hunter...I just want to be normal. Allison thought angry as she stop the car in the middle of the road "I thought I saw something moving around. I'm sorry." Allison gulped hard. It could be anything. Maybe her own imagination. Now she was going crazy. "Stay inside the car we are going to check the perimeter." Chris order before the hunters walk out of the car, leaving Allison alone.

                                                    They were taking so long Allison decide to look for them. She step out of the car and lock it before walking around with a weapon - just in case. The cool breeze shuffled through the leaves above her. "Dad ? Hello ? Dad ?" Her feminine voice echoed. "Is this is one of your twisted games...or challenges...I will literally kill you dad, please come on. Where are you guys ?" Maybe just maybe she could have mention Jackson weird sickness... to her family. But that will be betraying them, her friends. Nice ! Dad and his stupid challenges ! I don't have time for it not when Jackson is around slashing people. Great just wonderful! She thought. She couldn't find herself to hate it though. To the brunette it showed her determination and what she had to go through to come this far in the game. That's all this was…a game. A game of survival, a game of desperation… Nothing was safe in the real world and being only a kid years old had taught her that the only true thing fairytales have in real life are the monsters inside the stories. She only hoped that there wouldn't be a second time of an attempt at her life again. With a sigh, she rubbed her hands together to warm up her cold fingertips. Her fingerless leather gloves were more of a necessity seeing as if she used regular gloves.

                                                    "I can't believe it, they left me behind." She sighed angry as she kick the nearest tree. Just when she was completely sure there was no one around she hear steps. "Don't let it be Jackson.." Allison mumbled in low voice as she point with her weapon the running shadows. If I run without looking backwards I can make it to the car and leave....but the steps are closer.. Her lips press together as she aim the shadow "Shoot! Do it!" She scream inside her head as pulling the trigger. Her eyes catch a glimpse of Scott facial features and she let a scream.Scott ! No ! "Are you ok? Did I hurt you ? " Allison asked in a shaky tone of voice without moving from her place, because if she did she was going to break down. "I thought it was Jackson or Derek.." she added. "What are you doing here? My dad is around with the other hunters. You shouldn't be here Scott, if the catch you...I." Allison begin walking to meet him. "They know something is wrong...all the dead bodies...they want to kill every last werewolf. It's not safe." She slowly approach his side, her arm slide behind his back as she give him a kiss on the cheek.

                                                    "Hi," Allison giggled. Okai been around Scott definitively turn her dumb. "It's good to see you around," I must sound stupid! Gosh think of something good to say Allison or just shut up. "Founder's Days is in two days who are you taking with you ?" Her voice was neutral, she wasn't mad or sad. She crave to be holding hands with Scott the entire party but that wasn't possible. "I wish we could go together..." Allison whisper.



                      xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Location ll Forest ; Mood ll Scare/ Gloomy ;, Speaking To ll Scott
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