 |  | The Lost Cause: Chapter 1 |
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Avery's POV A pained groan escaped my lips as I woke and rolled over onto my left side immediately remembering the big werewolf bite that took up my right side. As I slowly tried standing up a scream escaped my lips as I accidentally stretched the wound and it started bleeding again. "Fuck." I muttered as I looked down at my once white button up shirt that was now stained deep red with a slight brownish tint where the blood had started to dry. "Motherfucking werewolves attacking me for no damn reason. WELL FOR YOUR INFORMATION CHARLES I DIDN'T HAVE SEX WITH YOUR BITCH OF A GIRLFRIEND!" I roared already filling with new energy as my wound started closing up and healing at a unnatural pace and new blood started filling my veins. Considering how much the wound had healed by now I must've only been knocked out for half a minute or so which is more than enough for a couple of werewolves to run at three quarters of a mile. Besides I don't exactly have werewolf or vampire speed nor the perks of magic or being able to fly so it wouldn't have matter anyways since I never would have caught up with them anyhow. "I'm so gonna get back at you for this Karina." I mumbled angrily as I rose to my feet and started limping my way home knowing I would soon stop limping and my side would soon stop hurting . She had told her jerk of a boyfriend the werewolf jock -like all werewolves- that I had tried hitting on her and tried to get her to sleep with me which is complete and utter bull considering she was the one that came onto me. Even though she is well aware that it wasn't my fault nor my idea she still told him that I was the one who came onto her for the simple reason that I didn't wan't to sleep with her. My wound was almost completely healed only a couple of minutes after the attack healing way faster than any other magical or mythical creature I have ever heard of wounds well except for the rest of my own kind or well I am the rest of kind my own kind. My kind the lost causes as we are called are the off spring from the lost boys Peter Pan's gang and soul shape shifters. Lost causes can't have children and ever since the last soul shifter disappeared of the face of earth -or well this earth at least- it's been impossible to 'create' -as the council calls it- anymore lost causes. As I walked up the driveway the front door swung open and my dad stepped out. I groaned inwardly as I awaited the usual shocked gasp horrified pale face and angry clenched fists. And as I expected he paled slightly as he got a horrified look on his face his fists clenched and a shocked gasp escaped his now open mouth As he took in the sight of my bloody torn up clothes I was just happy my wound had healed and my soul shifter blood made sure only wounds caused my silver weapons or weapons laced with dreamshade would scar though dreamshade would also kill me. "Dad I-" "Don't. Save it for later right now just... Just get inside get cleaned up and come find me so we can talk." I knew better than to argue with my dad when he was like that me always getting into trouble was starting to wear him out not to talk about him constantly having to worry about me lying dead in a ditch somewhere. Unfortunately being a lost cause means trouble is in your blood it is literally impossible not to get into trouble it's fate no matter what I do and how careful I am it's impossible for me not to get into trouble. So instead of arguing like I sometimes do I just nodded and gave him a kiss on the cheek as I passed him on my way into the house as soon as I was inside I ran up to my room to get cleaned up and put on some... Well less revealing clothes I guess you could say. * It took me at least an hour to get all the dried blood of my body and out of my hair and then I used about half an hour to throw my old clothes in a thrash bag find some new clothes and the now dried blood of the floor. I'm glad I live in the mythical world because otherwise this would have looked like a murder crime scene and there would probably have been police running all over the place soon or well that is if anyone had seen me covered in blood or just the bloody clothes in general. I picked up the garbage bag with my old clothes and opened one of the windows in my bedroom the one facing towards the back yard and hurled it outside it hitting the side of the thrash can before I threw my hand up in victory yelling "Score!" shortly after yelling I remembered I had to go talk to my dad which was a downer. To get my mood up again before I had to go talk to him I decided to call my wolf Nita since she was always near by. As I waited for her to come I thought about how the big but still gentle gorgeous red wolf had obtained her name. Nita an old Native American Choctaw name was given to her after she had been on her first hunt just like all wolves here in this mythical land she was named after her first hunt where the wolves show their strengths and weakness'. She had not listened to the Alpha something that is rare amongst wolves since loyalty and respect is their two most prominent features due to her not listening to him she had wandered of and gotten lost. While being lost she had somehow stumbled upon a bear and it had attacked her seeing as she was alone and some bears here aren't quite... normal at least not normal to humans to us only meat eating bears with fangs are actually not that rare I would even go as far as to say they are pretty normal around here. She somehow managed to kill the bear which is hard enough for a whole pack of wolves to do even with the size and skills they poses here. Originally being werewolf's who where so cruel and cause so much damage that the fairies cursed them and turned them into wolves but seeing as they were already part wolves and had so much power they could not turn them completely and they just ended up being more wolf than human. After she had killed the bear she used two days to find her way back to the pack dragging the wolf with her all the way after that they had named her Nita which means Bear. It is said that when a wolf kills something or someone for the first time it takes over part of it's soul and they come to posses some of their strengths and some of their weakness' therefore they are named after their first prey as to never forget that it is a part of them from then on. Yes Alpha? she asked through mind link only the lost causes share mind links with animals and every other creature in this world and any other worlds. Meaning not even soul shifters nor werewolf's could talk to animals no actually that's not entirely true soul shifters all had one animal they could talk to the animal they connected with their soulmate. And no not the true love kind of soulmate no that's different this is more like the bond between children and their parents just stronger in certain ways. They typically connected with an animal on their twelfth birthday and they were insuperable up until their eighteenth birthday. A day before their eighteenth birthday they would go into the woods together and when the moon reached it's highest they would either kill their animal soulmate and obtain their form aside from their own human form or let it live and die themselves. A cruel fate some might say but it has always been like that and it is what's normal here in our world. Would you like to go hunt with me later? I think I will need some time to think with what my dad seems to have planned. She looked up at me and tilted her head slightly a sign she was thinking about my question. I could just have commanded her to go hunt with me seeing as I am her Alpha and has been ever since her old pack died and I found her and treated her wounds and saved her life. A gang of vampires had attacked them she was the only survivor and unlike werewolves this kind of wolf does not heal any faster than normal wolves would. The reason I don't command her around is not because I'm scared she will leave because she doesn't wan't to do what I told her too no this kind of wolves are the most loyal creatures in all of the worlds and would never leave the person who saved their life it is against their nature. No the reason I don't command her is because she is my friend and my equal . I respect her and she respects me that's how it works for me therefore I only ask her to do things for me never command her. What did you do this time? She asked her eyes glinting slightly with amusement as she started panting slightly from running in the Texas summer heat even though it was starting to get dark it was still pretty hot here especially if you have to carry around a big fur coat like she does. Why must you always assume I was the one who did something? I asked a small smile playing on my lips as I replied to her playfully. Because you are a lost cause. Trouble follows you everywhere and even though it is not always your fault we all know that most times it is. She answered and I nodded when she finished before I sighed and shook my head with a happy smile. You are to smart for your own good Nita some day you might even out smart me. I teased her slightly. We all know that day happened a long time ago. She teased back giving me a wolf like smirk to which I just pouted at her before sticking my tongue out at her. So... Wanna go hunt later? I asked remembering that she had never answered my actual question. Why not. Besides I need to stretch my muscles they are getting stiff. Just to add to the effect of her words she stretched slightly before sitting again looking up at me. Avery your father may be a patient man but I doubt he will wait forever. She said and only just then did I realize that my dad must have been waiting on me for at least two hours now. You're right I should go. I'll whistle for you later when I'm ready? I asked since mind links can only reach someone if they are actually listening and it's hard for an animal to focus on one thing for so long. Instead of answering me she just cut of the mind link from her end and bowed her head slightly as a sign of respect and to say good bye to which I just bowed my head to before turning around and running downstairs to where my dad and dinner was waiting for me. | ||||||||||||||
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