Why Did It Turn Out This Way?[Evey]

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Ooc//No, I'm not killing off Michael, I'm just playing on how he feels on his past.

Here Michael was once again. New York, The Big Great Fat Ass Apple. It was night, and the moon will be turning full by tomorrow. It was the anniversary of the day he left his home. The night that he first turned into a full wolf. He now hated to turn into wolf form. I brought him all of the pain and suffering. He was on top of an apartment looking down at his house.

He could see threw the window that his mom was still sad about him leaving. He wished he could go back but he just couldn’t. He felt like killing himself. He already left a note saying that he might just might kill himself. He hated all of the pain he caused for his family. Tears formed in his eyes and slid down his face. All he needed really was just for someone to talk to him, or just kill him. Just something to end the pain in his heart.

[evey Knightley]

Evelynn had noticed that Michael mentioning a note on his bed at the pack meeting. She knew that Michael would be going back to New York for a while. Evey waited a few days after everything settled down, and poked her head into his room. She picked up a note that said he might kill himself. She shook her head sadly and turned to her go to her own room.

That was two days ago, and here she was walking up a bunch of stairs to get to Michael. She knew he was around here somewhere, close to his mother. Evey was amazed at New York. She had never been to the city of the Apple or was it the big apple? Shrugging her shoulders she walked out onto the roof.

Evey stopped in her tracks. She wasn't even sure she should be here. But he was her pack mate and she needed to let him know he mattered. Edging closer to him she whispered softly,"Michael. Come away from the ledge. Your scaring me a little there, love."

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Michael looked at his family some more. This what he was good at, spying. He loved his spying. He was vary good at it. He never got caught. It was almost like when he steals stuff. Never got caught. He had much info in his little head. He even knew that Litte and James where together, way before any pack members did. No, he didn’t care that they where together.

He only hates Coven Vampires. The Black Nail Coven, to be exact. All because of that bitch Aubrey. He then heard and smelled Evey, and older female of the pack. A newbie pack member. He stood up to look into his eyes. “What does it really matter?” He asked walking closer to her. He stop shortly to get a better look into her eyes. No, he was never afraid to look anyone in the eyes.

[evey Knightley]

Evey gazed back into the youngest pup of the pack's eyes. She could see his hurt, could feel it roll off of his body in waves. He puts up a bad-ass bravado, a macho act, to cover the hurt. Well Evey wasn't buying it.

"It matters because I care what happens to you. Think I would drag myself all the way over here for nothing? I saw your note and I got worried. So I came."

She knew that the only way to get through to this pup was to be brutally honest with him. She sunk to the floor of the roof, pulling her knees to her chest.

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Michael knew that she could see threw his small act. Michael was thoughty, but deep down inside; he was just confused and broken. He was even afraid to turn into a wolf. It just brought back all of the pain. There was an inner wolf that was just hurt inside. He kept that wolf in a mental cage. The cage was only broken on the full moon. The wolf had a vary similar personality to his.

Witch was weird because inner wolves normally had different personalities. But he was different. This wolf was young and was all of his bad and some of his good traits. That is why he kept it in a cage. He didn’t want it. He didn’t like, no he hated having a second Michael in his mind. He hated his curse. He hated all that he had done.

He was just confused inside. He wanted to cry but no tears would come out. “Why does anyone care what I do? Even when I risk my life to spy on are vampire foes, no one thanks, cares, or pats me on the back. I feel so useless. I'm the oly one that the pack doesn't seem to care about.” He said as he sat down next to her. He then toke his hat off and laid it down next to him. He then did the same with his bandanna. Then he just looked at the moon as he waited for an answer.

[evey Knightley]

Evelynn sat quietly while he asked his hurtful questions. The she-wolf wanted to help her youngest brother so bad. She just wasn't sure how she could. She was fairly new to the pack and still didn't know all the members different personalities. This young pup was really hard to figure out. Oh, he was very hurt, she knew that. But why? What really was going through that young mind. She knew some of it was hurt from leaving his birth family so young, and some of the other was just teenage angst. The angst she could help with, but the loss of his family she could only sympathize with. She too had lost her parents. Hadn't they all?

“Why does anyone care what I do? Even when I risk my life to spy on are vampire foes, no one thanks, cares, or pats me on the back. I feel so useless. I'm the only one that the pack doesn't seem to care about.”

Michael sat down next to her. He pulled off his hat and bandanna, laying them meticulously beside him. Evey went to grab his hand, but thought better of it. She kept still, the way she was, curled up into a little ball. Sighing, she looked up to the sky. She waited a few minutes before speaking up.

"Michael......... You are very important to our pack. You are our baby brother. I'm sorry if you feel unappreciated. I really am. I'll make the older pups remember their manners." she said very gently, with her green eyes still turned up to the heavens. She paused in her speech, glancing over to him.


"There is a war approaching, my brother. Our pack leaders have their plates full. Our brothers and sisters need our love and our support, but most of all, our patience. Forgive them for not being there for you like you've been there for them. This will pass." she said to him, allowing a small sad smile linger on her lips.

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Michael looked at Evey. Baby brother. That is what they thought of him as. He was both a younger and older brother to his family. He had a little sister that he would do anything for. He really loved her. He missed her the most out of his family. But now she didn’t have a loving, caring, older brother. No, she had a second older, stupid brother that was in jail.

He wanted to show Evey why he was here. He walked over to the edge. He looked at the window and saw his mom crying to himself, he felt guilty that he caused her so much pain. He wanted to cry too, but didn’t. He just looked at all of the sadness he caused.

[evey Knightley]

She watched as he moved to the edge of the building, making her very uncomfortable again. She stretched her legs out, and pushed her self to a standing position. He hadn't said a word about her little speech to him. What did I say wrong?

She walked over to him, standing just a little behind his left shoulder. He may be her little pack brother, but he was a hell of a lot taller than her. They mostly all were. She stood there watching him look out at the building across from them. Her green eyes followed his line of vision, and looked into a window of the building. She saw a woman who resembled Michael, crying to herself.

Evey laid a hand on his back, a soft touch to let him know she was still there. When he was ready, he would talk to her.

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Michael just stared off into view of the window. All he could see was his crying mom, moaning the lost of her second child. He mom was looking out the window, with many tears coming from her eyes and running down her face. She had her head down by the window on a dark green pillow. Her pillow was completely soaked in tears. Michael could remember that day all to well……

Then one night while walking home from working with his mom. He was all alone like he is most of the time when he walked home; he entered a strange deserted ally. He use the route like always. Then he blacked out. He woke up hours later to find a strange bite mark on his wrist. Michael had soon forgotten about the bite mark and went home.

Nights later his body started to act weird. He gained a taste for raw meat and blood. His strength increased a lot along with his speed. Then one night on a full moon, he woke up in a middle of a park, next to a torn up dog corpse, he figured it out, he was now a werewolf and he ran away, thinking his family would never take him back.

The thought made his fist clinch up. The thought of all of the pain that he caused made his heart hurt. He didn’t notice Evey’s hand on his shoulder. All that he noticed was his sad as hell mom. “Just look at all of the pain I caused.” The grumbled to himself.

[evey Knightley]

Evelynn stood there with her hand on his shoulder. He looked deep in thought and she didn't want to interrupt him. She just sat there, not knowing how to help this poor wolf-boy. Because he really was just a child. No matter how he wanted to portray himself to the world, he was just a lonely young pup.

She couldn't imagine his grief. She ached to help him, a motherly instinct trying to claw it's way out her calm facade. She was stunned when she realized this motherly feeling coming forth. Where had that come from? She wanted to coddle him, tell him soothing words, and help him in any way she could.

This was something Ella should be helping him with, not Evey. She suddenly felt out of place and a bit foolish. She heard him talking, and she strained to hear his soft words.

“Just look at all of the pain I caused.”


Evelynn looked at him. He caused? He didn't do anything wrong. He didn't choose this right? She spoke what she thought.

Evey looked down at his mother, crying on her green pillow. Softly she said to Michael, "Michael. YOU didn't do this. Whoever turned you against your will did this to you and your family. You didn't choose this. There should be no guilt from you."

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Michael looked at Evey. Then he remembered that stupid bitch Aubrey. The last time they saw each other he was on top of a roof in Paris. She and him talked. He opened up to him and she did the same. She even said that she would go with him. But then he talked her into going on a hunt with him.

That was when it changed. She drank from him and chased him into the woods. There she gave him the worse scars in his life. He stepped back from her and took his jacket, and shirt off. “I know, that is why I joined the pack, to have a family. But the last time someone promised me something and I trusted them look what they did.” He said as he pointed at one huge hole like scar on his chest right in the middle of his pecks.

Then he turned his neck to show a second gaping scar on his neck. Aubrey did them both with her mouth. He had two more on his legs. “The last vampire I opened up too, the last person I opened up to did this. How can I trust that you you by showing you where my family is?” He asked her.

[evey Knightley]

Evelynn was startled when he took the clothes off of his upper body, showing the awful scars on his torso and neck. She held one of her tiny hands against her mouth trying not to gasp at the injustice of what was done to her younger pack mate.

“I know, that is why I joined the pack, to have a family. But the last time someone promised me something and I trusted them look what they did.”

The last time he trusted someone? What? Does he think im going to turn against him?

“The last vampire I opened up too, the last person I opened up to did this. How can I trust that you you by showing you where my family is?”

She was completely taken aback by this comment. Did he just compare her to a VAMPIRE? His own pack sister? Evelynn's green eyes flashed with sudden anger, her fangs elongating slightly.

"Michael. I know you don't think that I, a pack sister, would turn on you. Your first problem was to trust a VAMPIRE! They are nothing but deceitful, hateful, single-minded creatures. How could you think that I have nothing but love and respect for you? I want to help you, I do, but I cant help you if you aren't willing to allow me too."

She calmed herself down, sliding to a sitting position on the floor. Her anger had subsided. What does he need from me? What does he want me to do?

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Michael turned, picked up his jacket and shirt, and slipped it back on. The scars still hurt like his heart. He hated most vampires, almost all vampires because of this. It had been vary hard to trust people sense then. He looked at the anger in her eyes. He didn’t want to anger her, it was just hard.

He was just vary confused inside. He sat down liked her, and faced his so called pack sister. “I’m sorry if I angered you, I didn’t mean to. It is just vary hard to trust anyone. After James betrayed use, I don’t know who to trust. But I’m willing to give you a chance.” He told her. Then he looked at the moon and stars. But his gaze slowly returned to Evey.

[evey Knightley]

“I’m sorry if I angered you, I didn’t mean to. It is just vary hard to trust anyone. After James betrayed use, I don’t know who to trust. But I’m willing to give you a chance.”

"Yeah...James....It's hard on all of us." she whispered.

Evelynn looked at Michael as he sat down next to her. She nodded to him and looked back up to the sky. She wanted to make sure she got what she wanted to say to him clear in her mind first. The sky fascinated her tonight. The sky over New York was one she had never seen before. Not many starts shined in this small part of the world. There was too many lights on all hours of the day and night for the stars to shine through. Finally gathering her thoughts she turned back to him.

"Michael, I'm sorry for my anger. I forgot what it was like to be so young. However, you have got to find a better outlet for your anger. You'll be happier. I had to learn that too. I AM here for you."

she turned her gaze to his face, hoping she could knock some sense to this kid in a better way than was taught her.

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He looked at her as she spoke to him. She was here for him? No one was ever really here for him, not sense Patrick found him and took him in. He looked at what little stars he could see. The he turned to her as he was about to speak his mind.

“I try to control my anger most of the time, but it had gotten a little harder sense I got bitten nd had this inner wolf. I’m……….” He trailed off. It was still a little bit hard to say the he was sorry, but he was going to try. “I’m sorry.” He came out with. “I’m trying my best, I really am, but it is still hard.” He finish.