Mark Of The Wolf Rp.

She ran. The trees cast long shadows in the slowly rising sun, every one of them appeared to be chasing her. Asa constantly looked over her shoulder to make sure nothing was behind her. Roots and low branches seemed to reach out and grab her around the ankle causing her to trip. But even as many times as she fell to the hard forest floor, Asa continued to sprint.

Physical and mental fatigue obscured her senses, but the need to see him again fueled her and pushed her forward. The more Asa kept running, she knew she was getting that much closer to Phayte. In just the last few hours, he seemed to become her everything. Was this what she wanted? Was this what he wanted? Typical Asa, always contradicting herself. She had already made this decision, she was not about to turn back now.

Hands and knees torn up from sliding on the rough forest floor, hair tangled with leaves and twigs, cheeks stained with tears. Asa breathed heavily, nearly collapsing completely by a small flowing stream. She drank from cupped hands the cool sweet water, coughing violently as she tried to catch her breath.

But a slight movement caught by the corner of her vision startled her. Asa, clumsy and uncoordinated, tried to stand up but slipped. And right into the stream. The cold water splashed around her, chilling her to the bone. But nothing mattered. Positively nothing. Because there he was, sitting not but ten feet away. And no matter how absolutely and utterly cold and horrible she felt, just seeing Phayte had made Asa start to smile.

With a whack in the face, he came out of his daze. Glazed eyes cleared up almost instantly when he saw her figure in the stream. At first, the rush of memories saw a blonde-haired woman with bright blue eyes and a single golden locket dangling from her neck. He wanted to call out her name, tears of happiness forming in his eyes. Then, reality sunk into his optics. He no longer saw the blonde, but the red-haired girl he had found himself yearning to go back to.

"Asa?"

The word escaped his lips before he had registered they'd even formed it. He felt surprised by how calm his voice was. It slightly disturbed him. Was he becoming so used to the pain of death and agony that he could speak so relaxed when it was all still in his head? Was this another step to bringing him closer to being a monster? Would fangs sprout from his jaw? Would claws take on those slender fingernails? He shuddered at the thought of hair springing up everywhere. Everywhere. He wasn't an animal! He wasn't one of them. He was Phayte... Phayte... Did he have a last name? Surely he did. It would come to him in time.

Jumping out of his thoughts, he rose from where he sat to look at her more clearly. Asa seemed to have been through a lot. He gasped, wondering if her pack had found out about him and punished her for not killing him. Swallowing a lump in his throat, he stalked towards her cautiously. Was this a trap? Was she luring him in so her companions could finish him off? Somehow, his mind dismissed this idea and continued to force his legs forward.

He kneeled down beside her and found his lips curling into a warm smile. His white teeth flashed in the dulled moonlight. He glanced at her scraped up form and winced, wondering what hell she'd been through because of him. Moving his hands under her, he picked her up bridal-style and lifted her into the air, out of the freezing water. He stepped out of the stream and towards a large oak tree, setting her beneath it. One by one, the twigs in her hair were carefully removed, while his hands grazed along the cuts.

"You're hurt."

He pointed out the obvious, running his fingers up to her face and cupping her cheek softly, turning her eyes to meet his.

"And you came back?"

He didn't wait for an answer, as if he didn't expect one. Instead, he removed his shirt, revealing his bare chest underneath. He didn't mind if she saw him half-nude. A woman with her face must've seen several men far better than him. He draped the dry shirt over her shoulders, rubbing it gently to warm her with the friction. A smile spread over his lips, his eyes melting. No matter how badly he had been feeling before, he was happy to see her now...

Asa watched as Phayte nervously walked toward her. She wanted to desperately reach out, to tell him that nothing was going to happen, but that would have been a lie. She had no idea what could be lurking in the shadows of these woods, blood lusting and readying to kill her at any moment. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to erase the images of her being completely torn apart by the marked.

At his touch and sudden closeness, Asa shuddered at his warmth. Her head rolled against his chest, the soft beat of his heart soothing her tensed muscles and distraught mind. Being with him was so relaxing it seemed as if nothing could go wrong and it was beyond perfect.

She leaned against the tree as he worked his gentle hands through her hair, shivers running down her spine every time he stroked a cut or scratch on her pale skin. His voice was as gorgeous, if not more, than before. Her heart felt like it was in her throat when he told her she was hurt. So he did care, and she struggled with a smile.

Phayte's hand lifted her eyes to his, and she instantly remembered why she had come back. She couldn't possibly live without those beautiful eyes. He spoke again, this time a question and she nodded slightly in response, not knowing any other way to answer him. What he did next was unexpected. Giving her his shirt, he revealed his smooth chest. Never being shown such attention, she barely knew what to make of it all, but accepted it nonetheless.

She was filled with happiness to finally be back with him. To be so close to someone like Phayte. But her mind started to wander and she unknowingly spoke out loud.

"They're coming..."

Her usual bold and structured voice was slurred with exhaustion.

"Don't let them get to me..."

Basil stared at rayj.He dodged her strikes."You can't get me can you?"Basil said laughing."You are going to hell 1st class"He yelled as he kicked rayj in the ground and held the machete to her head.

((can get a recap please 😄 ))

[]On the ground? I thought I was nailed to a tree O_O Ouch[]

Rayj hit the floor with a sharp yelp. She struggled to regain her footing, but with each heart beat blood spurted from the gaping wound in her shoulder.

Despite the pain, Rayj managed to pull herself up onto both front paws and face Basil. It was then she realised she was looking straight at a machete.

"Your dead and you know it"Basil said yelling.He rotated the blade in circles around rayj face."What is your name?"

((Gtg))

He glanced down at her body, mangled but becoming neater. His hands dragged down the cuts on her arms, closing his eyes and focusing for a moment. This seemed just like when she had gotten hurt. They had been playing in the garden when she'd gotten into a thorn patch. It had taken a bit of work, but finally she was freed. Cut up, crying softly, he walked up to her and let his arms hang around her. She blushed, sniffling and staring into his eyes. Then they had gotten closer and closer, the moonlight shimmering off of them.

He opened his eyes, tears forming in them. How could memories so precious be fading so quickly? He could barely remember his own house. No, not house. Mansion. It had been a huge estate, towering for acres. But he'd lost all that. Why? He looked up at Asa, as if this girl who knew nothing about him could unlock it.

When her words hit his auds, he suddenly left the mourning stage of his lost life. He jerked his head around to face the shadows, his body cautiously moving with him. He stood, twitching his eyes back and forth as if the attacker would jump out from anywhere. And indeed it could... Tensing his muscles, he sniffed the air. He couldn't smell anything. He'd have to... No! He wouldn't become that monster. He glanced down at Asa, looking at her exhausted face and kneeling back down beside her.

"I wont let them get you. I promise."

When he gave someone his word, he planned to keep the promise until he no longer could hold it. He had done the same thing with her. His hands had combed through her silky blonde locks, moving her face towards hers and laughing. His own voice struck his memories with a wave of sorrow.

"I promise I'll protect you. I'll keep you safe inside my heart. Let me protect you as your husband. Marry me?"

He shook his head, looking back down at the girl that needed him most right now. The other was far from ever being protected. Nothing he could do would bring her back. Nothing... Once again, his eyes returned to the shadows, his body still tensed and ready for any assault that might be thrown towards them.

The sun started to make its way above the wood, as morning broke upon the horizon. Mist and fog started to settle around the base of the trees and visibility became slightly difficult. Colors danced slowly above them, barely visible under the forest canopy. Asa blinked slowly, staring up at Phayte. The only one she had ever felt so close to. She never wanted to leave his side.

His soft touch left her with no pain in her small cuts and scrapes. It was amazing what effect Phayte's nearness had on Asa. He had her practically seduced with every touch, every word. His silky voice filled her again, and it put her thoughts straight so they wandered no longer. Completely amazing. Only one other that she could remember had such power over her. Only one.

A sense of danger lurking behind every shadow, and a crunch of leaves under footsteps sent Asa's heart racing. He was so unbearably close, she scrambled to her feet taking notice at how clear his scent was. His presence had made the small hairs on the back of her neck stand on end, and sent goose bumps up her arms. Her fierce green eyes slowly scanned the area for movement.

"Why hello, Asa."

A cold hand gripped her shoulder, and snapping her head around Asa found herself face to face with... Adrian. Unexpected. Adrian, one of his cronies and was mostly faithful to him out of fear rather than loyalty as most were. Asa then slowly turned her attention to the others stepping into view from behind the trees. They formed a loose circle around them, with her, Phayte and Adrian in the middle. One... Two.. She counted a total of four including Adrian who still had a tightening grip on her shoulder. But where was he?

"Now Asa, I really thought I could prove others wrong. You had such potential."

Edward. Always having to make a dramatic entrance. Edward. The one that had changed her. Edward. The one that stole her heart and showed her what she thought was love. He strutted closer to Asa, lifting her chin with his forefinger. Asa snarled viscously, but Adrian simply tightened his grip. She was not going to take disrespect from him, but he wasn't going to take disrespect from her and Edward gave her a sharp smack across the cheek in return. Smirking, he turned to address the lost. Encircling Phayte, his eyes swept up and down as he spoke.

"Ah, correct me if I'm not, but this is the scum that you now show loyalty to?"

Staring into her eyes, he felt lost in them. He wanted so badly to tell her everything. To pour out how he'd lost his first love, yet seemed to be caught up in it again. It may be too early for that. He'd have to wait and see. He leaned closer to her, smiling gently and resting his forehead against hers. Warm puffs of breath caught in the chilly night air, rising in the crisp, moist fog. Everything seemed so perfect. So... beautiful...

Then, she rose. He looked up at her with confusion. Why? He stood slowly, his senses suddenly on fire. His ears captured every sound, nose every scent, his optics missed nothing that the shadows did not hide. Yet, he was too late. He spun his head around to look at the man that appeared beside Asa. His shock paralyzed him. At first, he felt betrayed. Had she led him into a trap after all? He took a step away from her, tensing his muscles up.

The scent strengthened. He tore his head around the forest, trembling as his eyes met several others. Asa and Phayte were no longer alone in this forest. His suspicions of her fell when a new figure appeared. He had waves of control coming off of him. He was clearly the leader of this gang. He watched in shock, unable to move or react, as he came to Asa. The smack jogged him back from his coma of insanity. He felt his spine go rigid, the fire appear in his eyes. These people were enemies. These monsters were enemies...

As the man circled him, he found the gaze unsettling. He had an urge to pull away. To this creature he appeared as a dog with its tail between his legs. He couldn't transform out of sheer will. Even if he wanted to he was outnumbered. He heard Asa's breathing, he had seen the terror on her face... He bared his teeth in anger, being careful to not let it consume his thoughts and cloud his common sense. He relaxed with the greatest push of will power, coming to a calm and collected state.

"Depending on whom you speak to, yes, I believe I am. And who, may I ask, are you?"

He kept his senses alert, his body tensed. He was in a human body, but he'd noticed how even in this body he could be a regular superhero, granted powers from a radioactive meteor. He could jump, run, and do things he never could before that monster had bitten him. He gritted his teeth together, flaring his nostrils out to make himself seem bigger. He'd need all the false muscle he could get.

Jessie began to cough. "They better not have killed each other,"She though coughing badly. Her body shivered even though it was not cold. She had to go back to her friend but what about Himion or anyone else. She sighed not knowing what to do. Perhaps she should never had came to the woods. Her thoughts were stuck in her head. She shook her head to make them go away but they stayed there.HEr concious told her to leave but she had refused to leave. She had continued to not listen and now she had thought of the idea to listen. Her hair blew slightly and she jumped off the tree. SHe turned in her wolf form and decided to say goodbye. She howled and howled. She stopped and turned into human form. She began to walk off but hesitated. She ignored and continued to walk out of the woods. She went into town and sat against the wall resting.

Originally posted by Bear Hug
"Your dead and you know it"Basil said yelling.He rotated the blade in circles around rayj face."What is your name?"

Rayj lay still on the floor, her breath was short and rattled, but she still hadn't given up. Although her shoulder had rendered her front leg useless, her hind leg's were still in perfect condition. Using one last burst of strength, she pushed herself foward and snapped her jaws around Basils's ankle, trying to bring him down to her level.

( huh? did you read my post? )

[]Yea? Is Basil too far from my character? Rayj is just trying to help Himion bring him down >_< Maybe im reading your post wrong.[]

(nevermind...I read your post wrong.)

Adrian eventually resorted to forcing Asa onto her knees and wrapping a tight arm around her neck as he found no other easier way to restrain her. Yet she still struggled against him almost to the point of unconsciousness from lack of air. She knew trying to get away was useless, but she was never one to simply stand there. No, it was her instinct to take on her oppressors no matter how miserably she would fail.

Edward smirked with satisfaction as Asa was overpowered, but turned his attention quickly back to Phayte. The fear that he usually fed off of was distant with this one, yet still Edward could see his slight twinge of fear. Staring at Phayte with narrowed blue eyes he wondered why Asa had chosen this pitiful excuse of a werewolf over him. It annoyed him greatly, he always got what he wanted and this would be no exception. He quickly contemplated what to do with either of them, his decision on what he really wanted changed as the lost that stood before him spoke. He could care less if the other lived but it was Asa he needed to deal with at the moment.

"If you really need to know, I am Edward, surely Asa has told you all about me?"

Waves of arrogance rolled off of him with every word. Being as self absorbed as he was though, he had so much authority over the goons that followed him, his small pack was not one to mess with.

"But no matter, Asa probably won't be here long enough to tell you our story now. You see," Edward started to walk back to Asa,"You have done nothing wrong, so there is no need for fear. It is her," Edward grabbed a hand full of Asa's red hair and viciously yanked back her head, forcing her to look at him,"You, my dear, that will face the consequences of your actions... or rather, lack there of." He paused for a moment, and then continued as a malicious smile spread across his thin lips

Asa took in shallow breaths, gasping in pain when Edward, the boy who she had once thought she loved, pulled harshly on her hair. As she stared back at him, she noticed something in his deep perfect blue eyes. The frightening need to kill twinkled brightly and the blood lust that she had seen only once before was there the night she was changed. Asa shuddered at the excruciating pain of that horrible night, and now she knew she was about to feel worse. Edward tore his eyes away from hers and looked up at Adrian whose arm was still gripped painfully around Asa's neck. She watched Edward carefully, praying now for any mercy or second choice. She then gasped weakly as he nodded once to Adrian.

"Kill her."

(I think i am going to start this over soon. But for now you guys all go ahead and keep Rping.)

(alright, since lil' whatshisface doesn't seem to be getting on any time soon and silentwolf is on. I think I will go ahead and bring this story along a bit.) Himion was tired and injured..."I'll get you later...destined fool." Himion decided to not leave Rayj there to get torn to bits. He picked her up and put her over his shoulder seeing as she obviously couldn't keep up with him in this condition. He ran at a tremendous speed dodging trees until he was back in town. Fortunately, he had a small apartment at the edge of town. He turned in to his human form and helped her inside and layed her down on the couch. He looked out the window making sure Basil hadn't followed them, then sat down by the couch on a chair. "are you awake?" he asked her.