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Post by keylogger3 on Jul 15, 2008 22:56:01 GMT -5
Gage laughed evilly at James’ words. “Your blood is great. Never tasted anything better!” Gage yelled. He glared as he tried to kick him in his ribs. He jumped over the leg. He did the splits and clamped his legs in between his legs. His crotch still hurt as he did this. But he tried to ignore the great pain. He stabbed his knife into the greater and upper part of his leg.
He smiled at his great work. He held his leg so he couldn’t move it. Then he started to twist the knife that was far into his leg. He laughed as the knife started to blind up the skin, muscle, and blood. Gage was enjoying James’ pain. After he twisted his knife seven times in a row. After he pulled his knife out. Then he let go of his legs and jumped backwards, making a great backflip, and landed on his feet. James shouldn’t die from his wombs. Hopefully.
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Post by *James Silvius on Jul 15, 2008 23:12:10 GMT -5
James clenched his teeth in more pain. First his shoulder and now his leg? This vampire was torturing him slowly! He had no mercy, this cold-blooded fiend. He didn't care what Litte thought of him now. Litte made the mistake in making this guy a vampire. A terrible mistake. James wanted his head on a silver platter. Well-done, cooked to perfection. The wolf inside him roared to be free, to taste the vampires blood for once, to rip, to shred, to KILL.
Silver fur exploded from his back which arched gracefully. Feet and hands became paws, sharp claws grew from them. He could not hold back the wolf any longer. It came out eagerly. Suddenly his shoulder and leg didn't hurt anymore. All he wanted to do was tear his teeth into that beast. He wanted it dead. He wanted it in pieces. James gave into the wolf. This was something he never did before. He considered this primitive. He howled, snarling and getting down on his hind legs to fight.
His mind no longer belonged to an 18 year old boy. A wild blood-thirsty wolf took control of it with one thing in mind. Kill. The wolf bared his teeth. The wolf lunged at the vampire. The wolf pinned it to the ground, and the wolf began clawing and ripping it's fangs through the vampire's dead flesh.
James was gone. All that remained was a wild animal.
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Post by keylogger3 on Jul 15, 2008 23:32:34 GMT -5
Gage watched with amusement as he watch silver fur exploded from James’ back which arched gracefully. Feet and hands became paws, sharp claws grew from them. He laughed as he tried to challenge him into a great fight. Such anger in this boy. He loved it. This is what he was waiting for. A real fight. Now he didn’t have to hold back at all. This was going to be a lot of fun.
“Stupid ugly as sh*t object!’ Gage said as the wolf jumped on top of him. This thing was probably going to die. Gage grabbed the beast’s head and knocked his head with his. He then threw the thing off of him. He looked at his ripped up jacket. He wiped the blood off of him. His chest hurt and stung as he did. Gage growled. James was going to get it now. He licked his blood-covered knife. He charged at the animal with great force. He bend down and aimed a fast swipe with is knife at the beast’s chest.
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Post by *James Silvius on Jul 15, 2008 23:41:46 GMT -5
James jumped free of the knife's blade at the last second. Claws outstretched, he aimed for his face. Good. He ripped up his beloved jacket. The wolf was happy. He growled, his biting teeth searched for a target. He wanted something in his mouth. Something that bled and caused the vampire immense pain. Kill.
His head was still buzzing with the vamp's head-bonk. The wolf thought no more of it, and the buzzing stopped as fast as it began. He tasted the vamp's blood, it made the monster all the more stronger. It just drove him crazier, needing his blood instead of wanting it. Nothing could stop him now...
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Post by keylogger3 on Jul 15, 2008 23:56:38 GMT -5
Gage looked at the stupid creature. He ripped his jacket. He made fun of his race. And he made fun of both Litte and him. Sh*t. He had enough. This thing was dead in his eyes. Now it tried to attack his chest again. Now he was trying a second stupid blow to him. He took off his and whipped it around the wolf’s neck. Then he threw the wolf to the side. “Stupid object, you can’t beat me.” Gage said as he walked over to the beast, swinging his blade, getting ready to cut up the creature. Make him pay.
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Post by *Litte Snow on Jul 16, 2008 0:02:15 GMT -5
Litte had been walking outside by herself. She was actually very much amazed that Gage wasnt around her. He had been there with her every night since she had changed him. Well. Maybe not every night. But most nights. But there had been no sound from him today. She didnt think much of it. Just thought that maybe he was off on his own. She couldnt always be with him. But it made her weary. She didnt know why.
However, she got her answer as she walked down the street a little further. She could smell blood and it wasnt human blood. She was confused by that. And then two smells hit her. James and Gage. Her eyes widened and she already knew that was trouble. So she sprinted after the smell and before she could blink she ws standing there where they were and Gage was about to stab James. And she just couldnt let that happen.
She ran ahead of him and stood in front of James. She didnt care if James bit her but she wasnt going to let him die. "Gage! Stop!" She said and held her arms out to block all directions to James.
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Post by *James Silvius on Jul 16, 2008 0:24:19 GMT -5
He saw so much hatred in Gage's eyes. A killer. That's all he would ever amount to. He needed to die. The wolf part of him was all for this. But if James was himself right now, he would have disagreed. Object, he called him. He was no object. He was an animal, a beast, a dog, and a killer.
He stood his ground. That knife was coming at him again... So suddenly, James smelled a scent he new very very well. It nearly knocked him off his feet. Litte. The wolf growled, told James to go away and let him finish his work. He could deal with Litte later.
James pushed himself free of the monster's cage, or at least he tried to. It was really hard, the wolf was so blood-thirsty. It wanted to kill. James shoved his way back to reality with one thing on his mind: Litte. If he hurt her like this trying to get to Harms...
He'd kill himself. He had to regain at least some control before she got here or he was lost in the mind of an animal. Like lightning, Litte was in front of him, protecting him from any more wounds that beast wanted to inflict upon him. The wolf wanted control back. It tried to shove James aside. Kill. Kill vampires. All vampires must die.
James threw himself against the brick wall of the alley. No! He would not kill Litte. He would not! With a roar, James broke free from the monster. The part he hated most about himself. The wolf surrendered. James's will was too strong. The splitting headache came on. Something he never experienced before because he never let the wolf out like that.
James lay on the the cold floor and whimpered. All the pain came back to him. All of it all at once. It was unbearable.
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Post by keylogger3 on Jul 16, 2008 0:41:32 GMT -5
“Fine Litte, I’ll let him live as long as he his nice to you and doesn’t do anything to you.” Gage said as he slid his knife into his pocket, after cleaning the blood off of it. He kind of liked the taste of James’ blood. It was better then what he would expect from a fitly creature. He looked at his ripped up jacket that was on the ground.
“Damn, I loved that jacket. Now I have to steel a new one. Consider yourself lucky wolf. Can we please go Litte, I need something to drink and I know you do too? While the night is still young at lest. Please, before anything else happens.” He said to Litte. He watched James as he was in pain. Well he deserved it. He looked up at the moon then back at her.
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Post by *Litte Snow on Jul 16, 2008 19:14:28 GMT -5
Litte looked at Gage with relief showing plainly in her eyes. She put her arms down and she let out a sigh. She hadnt realized she had been holding her breath. She hadnt expected Gage to stop without a fight. But she was very grateful to him. "Ill owe you one." She told Gage. And she meant it. He didnt have to stop. He could have just stabbed through her and killed him.
She turned though and bent down by James. She looked at him sadly and noticed he was in so much pain. She glanced back to Gage and said, "Go on. Ill catch up. Im going to make sure he is all right." She then turned her attention back to James.
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Post by *James Silvius on Jul 16, 2008 21:00:50 GMT -5
James didn't care what Litte and Gage said. Not at the moment anyway. The headache wouldn't go away. The wolf was somewhere in there, mocking him. Weakling, it said. You are so weak. Look at you, lying there drowning in pain. Pain makes you weak. You would feel no pain if I were free. Never again. No emotion.
James wanted it to shut up and leave him alone. It was tempting... ever so tempting. But if he let that beast out again, it would hurt Litte most definitely. He couldn't do it. He would just have to suffer through this. Litte touched him. James shied away from her and flinched back, but he couldn't move. He couldn't even change back into a human.
James whined. That monster. That beast. What had it done to him? He wasn't thinking about Gage, it was that thing inside him. It haunted him. James searched the darkness for Litte's eyes. He wanted to see them. It would make that thing go away.
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Post by keylogger3 on Jul 16, 2008 21:37:58 GMT -5
“Stupid creature, he can’t even control the beast that lurks with in his mind. Pathetic. Well I’m going to go grab a bite. Seeya in a little Litte.” Gage said as he started to walk out of the ally. His shoes clicked agents the concrete as he walked, making loud echoes. The echoes gotten smaller as he left the ally. It wasn’t hard for him to find a nice female. He flirted with her for a little bit, then he dragged her to a near by ally.
The ally was close to the one that Litte and James where near. The female make a somewhat loud scream for her last breath. The scream was loud enough for both James and Litte to hear. Gage drank the woman dry and threw her to the ground. He wiped the blood off and sat near the wall in a different ally that was still near James and Litte. He sat and watched the moon.
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Post by *Litte Snow on Jul 16, 2008 21:43:25 GMT -5
Litte watched Gage go from the corner of her eye and kept most of her attention on James. He looked like he was in so much pain. It hurt her to see him like this. Why hadnt she gotten there sooner? But she couldnt stop on that right now. He was having troubles and she needed to at least try and help him. But she felt so hopeless. Like she couldnt do anything right anymore. Plus he had flinched away from her the first time. If he didnt want her help what was she supposed to do?
Then she shook that nasty little thought away and said it didnt matter. He would accept her help weather he liked it or not. He didnt have a choice. She looked him over and she could tell him shoulder and leg were the most hurt. She swallowed and was about to answer when she heard a female scream. She knew it was Gage and she ignored it. "James....can you change back? We need to get you help."
She needed to find some help and if that meant finding another werewolf...then so be it. She didnt care if her life would be in danger. She just wanted to save him.
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Post by *James Silvius on Jul 16, 2008 21:56:21 GMT -5
Litte said something. She wanted him to change back. James was afraid to. It could hurt more. Gage was gone. He was alone in this alley with Litte. He needed some sort of medical attention, both physically and emotionally. The wolf didn't want to go away, but just the sound of Litte's voice made it fade.
James shut his eyes. He began the change. Limbs began stretching and just that alone sent shots of more hurt up his body. He didn't stop. He knew it would hurt a lot more if he did this any later. He had no clothes left. They lay in shreds around the alley. Litte would just have to live with it...
The rest of it wasn't as bad when he began. In a little more than a minute, James lay on the alley floor a very bruised and bleeding human boy. "You're going to have to carry me," he managed to gasp out. Litte wouldn't have to go far, his pack was likely on the way and they couldn't be far...
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Post by *Litte Snow on Jul 16, 2008 22:35:00 GMT -5
Litte stayed by his side as he changed back. She knew it would be painful for him. She winced slightly as the full extent of his wounds were shown to her now that he was human. Gage had taken a really good beating out on him. She shook her head sadly. Why hadnt she come earlier. She could have stopped this. And because she didnt wonder where Gage was, here James was hurt. He could possibly die. And she felt like it was her fault.
Then it sunk in. Carry him. Could she even lifet that much weight? But she nodded to him and said, "Ill try. I dont know if I can carry that much. Im strong...but..." She shook her head and then had straight determination in her eyes. She moved closer to him and hugged him closer to her and then picked him up. He was heavy but she didnt care. She had to help him. "Is your pack coming?"
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Post by *James Silvius on Jul 16, 2008 23:37:46 GMT -5
James knew that Litte underestimated herself. She was a vampire. She was really strong. It was one of those blasted abilities they had. Because she thought she couldn't lift him, she might as well have the real strength of a girl her size. But she held him close for a second. He always loved how her skin felt on him. He was going to get her all dirty with his blood.
James lay limp in Litte's arms. He saved her, and she returned the favor. As if on cue, a howl broke the silence. James didn't lift his head to see, he knew that howl very well. His pack leader had finally come. James heard eight other paws clacking on the stone ground. He was probably flanked by Abby and Miranda.
James heard Gavin proceed forward. He bared his teeth at Litte and growled. "It's ok. This is the one I told you about last week," James rasped. The vicious looking wolf stood up straight and gave Litte a small nod. Thirty seconds later, Gavin the human was standing in front of her.
He shook his head. "Oh James, look at what's happened to you. You're extremely lucky she got here when she did. I'll take him." Gavin extended his arms for Litte to give the boy to him. Before Litte could give him up, James whispered to her:
"I'll be ok now. Go find Gage. Find that woman's family that he killed. Explain that she will not be coming home," he picked his head up and kissed her cheek. That much he could do. "Love you."
(( Okies Ali, god-mode James' pack. Say they took him back to their house. This is my last post. Doesn't matter to me if you continue posting with Fax ))
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