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British · by **British** on Sat Dec 18, 2010 2:36 pm

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The dead body of a wolf lay a few feet behind Michael, who had paused after finishing his daily hunt to sniff out any other wolves in the area. Unfortunately for him, this wolf was just an animal- not a werewolf. The killing of werewolves prided Michael, as those bloody creatures were nothing less than enemies to him, but even the poor normal wolf was enough to satisfy his desire for blood.

In a swift motion, he turned from the body and began back towards his home. The snow that had begun to fall gently hours before was now parading from the sky in huge sums, causing his path to be blurry with white. It was not a problem though, as this was basically a daily occurrence in Shilo, and Michael simply removed his hands from the pockets of the fur jacket he wore and pulled himself back onto the black horse that stood idly a few feet away, before kicking his heels against its body and ordering it to go. It took a few minutes to reach a clearing from the monstrous pine trees, but once he had, the Ice Palace was clearly visible, as it was the focal point of all of Shilo and was visible nearly anywhere. Michael admired the architecture of his home, and he believed that it looked even more elegant covered in the white blankets of snow. Shilo was a winter wonderland, and Michael didn’t understand why the small rebellion groups that happened every few years thought that it would be better any other way.

The guards recognized him, lowering the draw bridge quickly in order for Michael to smoothly enter the Kingdom without having to wait, and a moment later he had ordered one of the servants of the home to bring his horse to the stables, allowing him to go inside. Doors were pulled open for him by other workers who were quick to give their King a bow before closing the doors behind him. Michael paid no attention to them, and briskly made his way through the long hallways of the palace before entering the kitchen. A huge fireplace stood in the corner; logs were burning and over them was a large pot cauldron filled with boiling water. A few stoves were placed in the corners, and by the aroma coming from the room, fresh bread was being made. Michael glanced around, giving the head chef a ‘hello’ before heading into the dining hall and taking a seat at the head of the table.

“Call for the others,” he said blankly to a female who was finishing setting the table, and only a moment later Michael could hear shouts echoing throughout the home for Edward, Rosalie and Holly. They would eat breakfast together, as they did everyday, and discuss the day’s plans, as they did everyday. Little did they know that today would be far from any average day.

mindless_invalid · by **mindless_invalid** on Sun Dec 19, 2010 2:25 am

Calamity nodded to her ruler, quickly finishing setting the table and walking out into the hallway.
Setting the table was not a part of her normal duties, but she was obedient to a fault and would do whatever was asked of her, for serving the Everests' was not just her willing duty, but her legacy, the last promise she had made to her mother and one she intendd to carry out until her death, which, considering the extremely large lifespan of shapeshifters, could be hundreds of years away.
"Edward!" she called, knowing that with their superhuman senses, the other Everests would hear her no matter where they were in the castle, "Holly, Rosalie! Breakfast is being served, and your brother awaits you!"
She returned to the dining room, bowing low to Michael as she reentered, and going to stand at the foot of the table, her hands clasped behind her back in an 'at-attention- stance. Occasionally, if they were discussing private matters, the rulers would ask her to leave whilst they discussed their daily plan, but mostly they preffered their armswoman to be close at hand, ready to recieve her orders when necessary.

**

Cael spluttered as he woke, his mouth full of something cold and wet that he couldn't immediately identify.
He rolled over from his position laying face down, and sat up, wiping his eyes clear of snow... snow?
"What... where am I?" he thought aloud, his eyes widening as he scanned his wintery surrounds.
"What the hell..."
This was definitely not home. His first thought was that perhaps his friends had played some kind of prank on him, but that was foolish. It hadn't been snowing at home, and there was no way they could have dragged him to.. wherever this was while he was passed out. Still, it seemed more likely than him having magically been transported here.
"Maybe I'm dreaming," he thought, settling on this as a more likely situation. He rolled back the sleeve of his jacket, thinking it was lucky it had been cold last night and he'd dressed warmly.
He pinched his arm, letting out a small gasp of pain. But that didn't mean anything, you could feel pain in dreams, sometimes.
"Tula?" he called, "Kaden?"
He stood up slowly, thinking he would look for his friends. He had a strange sort of certainty that they were here, somewhere. It wouldn't be unusual, one in particular of his friends occupied his dreams regularly. He blushed at the thought, taking a few steps forward through the snow.
"Hello? Guys?" he called again.
"Anyone?"

SilentButterflies · by **SilentButterflies** on Sun Dec 19, 2010 5:23 am

It was ultimately her own quaking body that woke Tula up; her bronzed skin was covered in goose-bumps and her teeth chattered uncontrollably against a pair of paled lips that were otherwise dry against the cool air.
The teenager groaned as she rolled over, one slender hand grappling for the nonexistent duvet that she was sure had been wrapped around herself earlier and only when she suddenly came into contact with a face full of ice did those large grey orbs shoot open, the tips of the dark lashes that lined them covered with fluffy white snowflakes that Tula tried to, unsuccessfully, blink away.
“W... What.... W... Where...”
The murmured sounds rolled unattractively off the brunette’s tongue as she tried to scramble to her feet, delicately running two hands through her hair as she tried to shake off some of the... the snow?

Ok, so Tula was pretty sure that she’d had something to drink last night. At least one bottle.
Possibly more.
But no way had it ever effected her like this, with some kind of trippy dream that she couldn’t shake off. Unless someone had slipped something more into her drink, but then, why would they? The people who’d been with her on the tracks were her friends, they’d never...
It was with this thought though that it suddenly all came flooding back to Tula, the image of memories hitting her mind like a fast flying projector film. The laughing, the closeness Cael as he lay on the tracks next to her, the sting of the alcohol in her throat, the strange coolness of the air, the bright lights and then the train...

Trying to stifle a little yelp as the realization seeped through her veins like the icy snow beneath her feet, Tula, for a moment, was rendered paralyzed. Her thoughts wouldn’t unscramble and she couldn’t conjure up enough feeling in her limbs to get them to work. Her, Cael, Bethany and Kaden had all been hanging around the rail tracks; they’d checked it was safe before they’d organised it hadn’t they? There weren’t any trains running that night... So then why did the memory of a blaring train horn and the lights of an approaching vehicle keep smacking into the eighteen year old’s mind? Was it because... Was she really... She couldn’t be.... could she?
However, before Tula could even dare to let the word escape her mouth, a far away voice seemed to capture the air around her, a far away, familiar voice....
“Cael,” the brunette managed to choke out then, her legs working on auto pilot and carrying her forwards before she even asked them to. If she was dead then at least she wasn’t here alone, and at least she was dead with someone she’d choose to be dead with over anybody else in the world.

“Cael!” She called out, half running, half tripping towards the form in front of her, before she’d practically fallen into his chest, her arms clutching around him for support if nothing else.
Now usually, don’t get her wrong, Tula didn’t show any kind of weakness, physical or emotional. After what she’d been through as a kid, the girl had worked up quite a wall around herself and even Cael hadn’t seen her this frightened before, this vulnerable. Usually the eighteen year old was the one with the sarcastic comments, the sharp tongue; this version of Tula was almost somebody completely different.
“Where are we, Cael?” She asked, her teeth still chattering as she eventually pulled back to get a better look at his face – usually this kind of closeness would have bothered her, after all, she’d had feelings for this guy since forever, but right now she was too scared to notice and as more snow began to dance from the sky, the brunette could only wish they’d be able to find somewhere warmer soon.

BurningBridges · by **BurningBridges** on Tue Dec 21, 2010 3:52 pm

Holly sat on the window seat of her bedroom, her dark grey (nearly black) eyes, staring out as the sky let go of white powder. She watched intently as the fluffy snowflakes soared through the sky, being pulled in every direction by the howling wind, before settling down on the white ground. The storm was intensifying, but it only made everything look more beautiful in Holly’s eyes. She loved the purity that the white gave Shilo, the clean feeling that it left when the storm stopped, and the bitter cold chill that accompanied it.

The routine call that Michael had arrived back home and was ready to eat normal food soon rang out, and with an inaudible sigh, Holly pulled herself from the cushioned bench and slipped on a pair of rabbit-fur moccasins. She pulled a dark green sweater over her arms, buttoning it up before trudging down the hallway and down the stairs.

“I haven’t hunted yet today,” was the first complaint that Holly made to Michael as she entered the dining hall, after flashing a smile in Calamity’s direction. The shapeshifter had been with the family for as long as Holly could remember, and although she was technically a servant, Holly saw her more as a mentor. She didn’t hold the same relationship as she had with Rosalie, but Holly respected Calamity and although she complained often to her about school work, she always seemed to follow what the woman said.

Holly slipped into her normal seat at the table, glancing around for a moment before a male servant began to carry in their food. A warm croissant and eggs were placed before the youngest ruler, and she picked at it slowly, not bothering to wait for the rest of her siblings to enter as she knew she should.

“I’m going to go ice-skating once the snow settles down,” she said to Michael, glancing up from her plate for a moment. “It’s not like you’ll need me here for anything other than having someone to yell at anyways. Rosalie will come with me, or Calamity will.” Holly paused, turning sharply in her chair to face the woman that stood at the other end of the room. “You’ll come with me to ice-skate, right?” she said, her voice become a bit more innocent from the tone she had used with her brother. Normally, Holly would have insisted on going alone, but just days before there had been a rather violent peasant uprising and she knew that her and her siblings would be a target for murder. Although Holly could hold her own, she doubted that she would stand a chance against a werewolf, or a crowd of anything. Besides humans, of course.

DreamingForever · by **DreamingForever** on Tue Dec 21, 2010 5:21 pm

The eldest Everest daughter could be found in her piano room, sitting down on the stool. The room was darkly lit with only the glow from the fireplace lighting up her elegant profile, which was staring intently down at the keys. She looked… distracted. Her mind was somewhere far away from this time. In fact, her mind was exactly ninety years in the past.

A loud scream echoed around the ice palace causing Rosalie to jump. What in the world was happening? Was something the matter? Standing quickly, Rosalie glided to the door and threw it open only to meet the eyes of her mother.

“Mother! What is the - ” she began, taking a step towards her beautiful mother.

“Not now, Rosalie! Find your sister and hide. Do you understand? Hide.” The terror in her mother’s voice terrified Rosalie more than the gash on her cheek.

“Mother I - ” Rose began again, eyes wide.

“I love you so much, Rosalie. Please, find Holly and stay safe.” The Queen kissed her daughter’s cheek for the last time before spinning on her heel. “Take care of Holly!” came the shrill cry from her mother’s lips as she ran down the hallway, off towards her death.

Rose hadn’t known this would be the last time she’d ever see her mother. She didn’t know that her parent’s subjects were killing her father at that very moment. All she knew was that her little sister was now her responsibility and she would do anything in her power to take care of Holly.

Rosalie shuddered at the memory, jerking slightly. Every morning since that day she sat in this same room and remembered. She’d wonder if maybe she had been brave enough to follow her mother, if she could have saved her. If she had found Holly just a bit quicker then ran off to find her father. They could still be alive.

The sound of Calamity’s voice shook Rosalie out of her sad thoughts, causing a smile to spread across her pretty face. Michael was home! Giggling quietly, Rose ran out of her room and down the stairs at an inhuman pace, slowing to a walk once she’d reached the dining room. Smoothing down her dress, she entered the room with a bright smile.

“Calamity, Michael.” She nodded at each of them as she walked past them before leaning down to kiss the top of Holly’s blonde head. “Good morning, sweetie. Did you sleep well?” She examined the younger girl’s plate, frowning slightly. “You don’t have enough fruit. Get some more.”

Rosalie plopped down onto the seat next to Holly’s, smiling down at Michael. “How was your hunt, brother? Did you get enough to drink?” Worry clouded her green eyes as she stared down at him. “And Calamity, have you had breakfast yet, dear? Do make sure you eat.” Rosalie may have been the mother figure to Holly, but she still took good care of her family, Calamity included.

mindless_invalid · by **mindless_invalid** on Tue Dec 21, 2010 9:41 pm

Calamity returned the youngest Everest' daughters' smile, bowing slightly to the Holly as she did so.
"Of course, Holly. I would be delighted to accompany you," she agreed, thinking it was for the best, what with the recent disturbances amongst the peasants, for the girl to have some extra protection. She didn't doubt the childs' ability, but she knew that between the two of them there would be no chance of injury or loss.
She bowed again as the elder of the girls' entered, returning her greeting.
"Thankyou, Rosalie," Calamity smiled in reply to her rulers' offer of breakfast, "but I will wait until you have all eaten. How was your hunt this morning, lord Michael?" she asked politely.

**

Cael felt his heart lift in his chest as Tula ran toward him. It began a drumming tattoo in his throat when her arms wrapped around him, and he responded automatically, hugging her back.
Where are we, Cael? she asked, in a frightened, fragile voice Cael had not heard from her before.
He clutched her tighter, her own fear spreading to himself a little, "I don't know, Tula. At least we're both here, right?"
She was too warm against him for this to be a dream, her breath coming out in little puffs of fog, her teeth chattering. As she pulled a little apart from him he tugged off his jacket, wrapping it around her shoulders and trying to ignore the cold that bit into his bare arms.
"Any sign of the other two?" he asked, "I don't know why but.. I have a feeling they're here somewhere as well. Wherever this is.
Anyway, we should try and find someone. There must be life around here someplace."
He put an arm around the girls shoulder, rubbing her back to get her warm. "We need to find somewhere dry as well, where we can make a fire or a shelter or something, until we figure out what's going on. Do you wanna find shelter first, or look for the others? I don't want to stray too far before we find them."
Inwardly he thought, if he was lost, there was noone better he could be lost with. But now wasn't exactly the time for those kind of thoughts. It was freezing, and if they didn't find some form of shelter before night fell, they would be in trouble.

Havenxxx · by **Havenxxx** on Tue Dec 21, 2010 10:47 pm

Edward was different than his siblings. He didn’t possess the leadership qualities that Michael had, the talent that Rosalie had, or the assertiveness of Holly. His vampire qualities were also much stronger than his siblings; he could rarely go over twelve hours without a large amount of blood, his senses were enhanced to an even greater sense, cold didn’t affect him as much as it did them, and he had never been able to sleep for more than ten minutes at a time. There was such a contrast in the way that he acted naturally, when his vampric qualities overthrew his gentle persona, and Edward hated himself when he got like that. It was the reason why he tended to distance himself from other people. He didn’t want others to see that monstrous side of him.

It wasn’t unusual for Edward to be seated outside, his back against one of the towering pine trees, as snow poured down from the Heavens. It didn’t bother him, and as he was wearing a coat, the chill of the air didn’t bother him. He was simply enjoying the moment of things. He wasn’t asleep, although his eyes were sealed shut, and he wasn’t waiting for an animal to hunt. That had been taken care of hours ago while his siblings slept.

A distant call pulled him from the tranquil state, and Edward recognized the voice from Calamity. She was calling them in for breakfast, as Michael had arrived back home, and after one more deep breath, he brushed the snow from his pants and hair, and in just a few seconds he was entering the palace.

All of his siblings were seated by the time he entered, and he kept his eyes on the floor as he moved towards his normal seat, glancing down at the food that had been placed for him and quickly consuming it before glancing up at Michael.

“Are there any further reports of uprisings? Today is the… the day. Holly, maybe you shouldn’t go out today, at least not past the palace grounds, but I wouldn’t even do that. You really don’t know who is on our side and who isn’t.” He glanced towards Rosalie, hoping for her support in an attempt to clean their youngest sister out of harm’s way. A moment later though, he turned towards Calamity. If there was one servant in the home that he trusted, it would be the shape shifter, but Edward found it hard to put his full trust into anyone. Calamity’s mother wasn’t one of the ones to kill his parents, but many other people working in the home had assisted the rebels in their planning, and now that the prophecy date was here, there was a feeling of unease with all non-family members.

____________

Kaden was positive that he was dead. It seemed like humans had had it wrong all along, and Hell wasn’t a burning hole filled with flames. In fact, it seemed to be quite the opposite; a freezing place covered in snow. He had peeled his blue eyes open minutes ago, but couldn’t move from the laying-down position that he had awoken in. He was dead. He was sure of it, and by no means did he want to go explore Hell. He was already freezing and figured that maybe it was possible to die again, of frost-bite or something, and maybe he’d appear back on Earth, or anywhere other than here.

The sound of a voice surprised Kaden, and if he didn’t recognize it he would’ve been ten times more scared than he already was. It was Cael who was speaking, and Tula was responding to him. Kaden jumped at the sound of their voices, pulling himself out of the freezing snow and running towards the source of the sound. He could barely see their figures through the snow that was coming down in huge amounts, but a minute after trudging through it, he had reached the two.

“Holy fuck; thank God that you two are fucking here,” he exclaimed, grabbing onto Tula’s arm for a quick second to reinforce that this was all real. There was a pause, and that was when Kaden realized how cold he actually was. He had worn a pair of jeans, sneakers, a long-sleeved t-shirt and a hoodie the previous night, so his body was covered, but by no means was he warm. A chill ran down his spine as he pulled the hood of his sweatshirt over his head.

“Where the hell are we? I thought I was dead, but my hearts beating… so I think I’m alive… but there was that train and I don’t think I got out of the way… and now I’m here, and you guys are too and… where’s Bethany?” he glanced around, the white surrounding the three huddled friends as he attempted to look for another figure of his girlfriend. He was panicking to say the least, and the coldness that shook his body was the least of his worries. “We’re in a forest, but the one behind the tracks isn’t like this. The trees to fucking touch the moon at home…” he noted, gazing behind him at a forest that seemed to go on forever. “If we’re not already dead, then we’re going to die here.”

StarStruck · by **StarStruck** on Wed Dec 22, 2010 4:35 pm

Athena’s home was quite cozy for a cave, and despite being totally alone in Shilo, she found her only comfort here. It was a long cave that led deep into the mountain, but the human rarely traveled deep through the tunnels. She preferred to stay midway- close enough so that she was able to get light during the day, but far enough in so that if someone did approach, she would have time to run deep through the spiraling cave tunnels. Much of the floor was covered in animal skins or hay, and towards the back of her living quarters was a pile of animal fur, used as a bed. There were small handmade items that she had taken from other caves that had once housed humans like her, including a wooden chest that held her hunting gear, a basket that she used to collect wild berries, and spears and bow and arrows that she used to hunt. There was a small fire pit towards the front of the cave that was lit during the night, as she feared the smoke would set off a signal of advanced life and send vampires towards the inhabited region.

Releasing a quiet sigh, Athena pulled herself up from her makeshift bed and ran her fingers over an ancient looking book that lay on the floor. Her fingers glided over the worn cover, and she pulled the pages apart until she had reached the back of the book. Centuries before Athena had been born, and even before Shilo had been taken over, it was predicted that one day a family of heartless vampires would take over Shilo. The prophecy had not been taken seriously until King Marco II passed away and the Everest’s assumed the throne. There was an outbreak of fear and the book that was now in Athena’s possession was searched for, until it was one day discovered in a small abode in the mountains where she currently resided in. People read further into the prediction, and saw that there would also be saviors. A group of valiant young humans would come from another world and return Shilo to its former prosperous state. The day that this was supposed to happen had come, and although it was only morning, Athena feared that the prophecy wouldn’t come true. Or worse; the Everests would stumble upon these heroes and dispose of them before anything could happen. Athena was determined to find the people, but Shilo wasn’t such a small place and it wasn’t exactly safe for someone who was thought to be extinct to be roaming around. But voices that could be heard from a short distant proved that she wouldn’t need to.

Athena literally jumped at the sound of other voices. Who dared to approach such a deserted region of Shilo? They weren’t werewolves; Athena held close relationships with the pack and would recognize their voices. Well, the werewolves knew better than to be speaking so loudly. Whoever was outside was wishing for a death sentence. Unless they were the vampires. Fear shook Athena, and she lunged towards the wooden chest that held her hunting gear, before producing a bow and a sash filled with arrows. Quickly, she threw it over her shoulder and loaded the bow, knowing that if they were vampires she wouldn’t hold up much, but a brave death was better than a cowardly one.

“Here goes nothing,” was all she could think as she silently crept out of the cave. She was hunched over, creeping silently through the snow and pulling her small form behind the trees. She was moving closer towards the source of the voices, but she began to realize that there was no way that these creatures were vampires. If they were, they would have smelled the scent of her blood from miles away. If they were vampires, she would already be dead.

The facts began to add up, and Athena could feel the pulse of her heart quickening. This was it. These were her people- humans. Shilo was saved. Athena wasn’t sure how she was supposed to approach these people, so she paused for a moment, slumping behind a tree and listening as the group spoke.

"Anyone?" one voice called out.

“Where are we, Cael?” a voice responded, after a few other exchanges that Athena missed over the loud beating of her excited heart.

“If we’re not already dead, then we’re going to die here,” was what another person added.

There weren’t words to describe how thrilled Athena was, and after listening to their conversation for a minute, she lowered her bow and stood, stepping into the clearing a few feet away from the group. She allowed her bow to fall into the snow, and pulled her hands up, attempting to signal to the fearful faces that she wasn’t going to harm them.

There was a pause before Athena took one step closer, not wanting to scare the poor people anymore than they already appeared to be. “I am Athena Artemis Way; a resident of this dreadful version of Shilo. By no means am I trying to harm you, but you are in harm’s way. I know this might seem insane, but I am your type- I am the only one in Shilo like you. Please- you must follow me. We aren’t safe here,” she spoke gently, keeping her voice strong enough to be heard over the high winds but soft enough to show that she wasn’t trying to hurt them. She wasn’t sure as to how they would respond, but she being out in the open in broad daylight wasn’t sitting well with her, and she turned on her heels, slowly moving back towards the cave before giving them a final wave to follow her. She knew that they would come- by the looks of it, they were all freezing and Athena knew they had no other option.

British · by **British** on Wed Dec 22, 2010 4:54 pm

Michael nodded to Calamity as she raced out of the dining hall at his command, calling for his siblings to come down to eat. They began to file in, and soon servants were placing trays of hot food in front of them. Michael’s thirst had been quenched but he was still hungry, and the delicious aroma coming from his plate was making his stomach growl. However, he waited for all three of his siblings to enter before taking a few bites of food.

“My hunt went well, thank you,” he said in response to Calamity and Rosalie’s question. “I managed to catch a wolf off-guard, so it wasn’t much of a fight, and although that’s not much excitement, he was a big one and the amount of blood he held made up for it,” he continued before taking in more of the food.

His silver eyes flashed towards his youngest sibling in an instant when she mentioned going ice-skating, and although he wanted to knock some sense into the ignorant child, he knew he couldn’t do it with Rosalie allowed. He was glad to see that Edward attempted to reason with Holly, but doubted it would do anything to change her mind.

“No, Holly. There is no way that I will allow you to exit the castle today for leisurely activities. Someone will take you hunting later today, but nothing more than that.” He turned his attention to Calamity, who was standing on the opposite side of the room. “Calamity; take her into the kitchen to eat with you. We have matters to discuss that are important and Holly isn’t needed at the moment,” he gave his sister a daggered glare, pushing her not to test him. Michael knew that sometimes he left out the youngest Everest, but he only did it to protect her. Only days after Holly had been born, he promised to his parents that he would protect her, just as much as he would protect his other younger siblings. Edward and Rosalie had matured though, and although Michael still felt as if they were his responsibility, he trusted them with information. He knew that they understood what was going on in Shilo but Holly didn’t. Her innocence was still alive and well, or at least he assumed so, and Michael wanted to do everything in his power to keep it that way.

He waited until the door had been securely closed behind the two females before addressing his remaining siblings.

“Yes, we did receive reports of a small rally going on in Town Square by a few foolish nymphs, but our men took care of them and I believe that the people know better than to try anything today. The prophecy was simply a lie, my siblings; a lie. There will be no rebels, and if there are, they will be destroyed. The throne is ours, rightfully ours and we will defend it to the deaths. Honestly though- humans overthrowing us? Do either of you believe that that is anything more than rubbish?”

Cinderstella · by **Cinderstella** on Fri Dec 24, 2010 1:03 am

It wasn't just the chilling breeze that brought Bethany to consciousness, but the sputter of icy water as she jolted upward and looked around frantically, feeling the sting of something like...snow on her tongue. Wait, what? Snow? That didn't make any sense. Turning over, she could feel the fluff of the precipitation underneath her, the bareness of the upper part of her back numbing from the cold. A flash of memory gripped her; she had forgotten her sweater, she recalled, when she joined her friends at the... at the... the train tracks! Yes. It was something terribly unlike her, to drink and break the rules. The last thing she could remember was what looked sort of like headlights and a loud blast of a horn and then... darkness.

Now, she was here. Wherever "here" was. She sat up, frightened as she looked around, touching her disheveled brown curls as she got onto her knees and brushed the snow off of her jeans. "What the..." she murmured, voice shaking and teeth chattering. She wrapped her bare arms around herself, only wearing a tank top. Tears threatened to spill from her eyes but she held them back. Hearing voices, she stumbled to her feet and towards the sounds. She felt the sobs rising in her throat, pure fear stinging her senses.

"H-hello!" she called out in a frail voice. Bethany hoped with all of her being that someone familiar would come into view, but she couldn't see very well, tears beginning to fog her eyes. "Kaden?" she yelled again, hoping the voice of her boyfriend would answer back.

SilentButterflies · by **SilentButterflies** on Fri Dec 24, 2010 11:21 am

For a small time Tula simply lost herself in Cael’s warmth, the familiar scent of him filling her nose and silencing for a short time the inner quaking her nerves had taken to erupting with. She was just so happy, so relieved that she wasn’t in this god forsaken place alone that she didn’t pull away until he did, to drape his jacket around her trembling shoulders, the remaining warmth of his own body thawing out a small fragment of the snow that’d melted upon the brunette’s bare arms.
“Th... Thank you,” she said gently between chattering teeth. “But you take it back as soon as you get cold okay Cael? We’ll share it.”
Only managing a half-hearted smile then though, the expression soon fading back out into fear alone after a moment, when Cael spoke again Tula only shook her head, snuggling into his side like a vulnerable animal trying to get away from everything bad in the world.

Usually, the girl was quite the opposite of this new, fragile thing that she’d become; Tula always seemed to have this ability to cope with anything, no matter how ridiculous, but suddenly, giving her a situation that she simply couldn’t explain, suddenly giving her the possibility that she might not be alive anymore had shaken away the armour she kept locked around her heart, leaving her torn open and susceptible to any kind of emotional weakness.
“I h-haven’t seen them, but we should look around before t-trying to find shelter, I think,” the brunette replied as strongly as she could, attempting to release herself from Cael’s gentle grip so that they could both look around for the others a little easier; the quicker they found them, if they were here of course, the quicker they could find shelter and warmth.

However, before she could detach herself from her friend’s arm completely, another form was heading towards them, a form that looked and sounded remarkably like... like Kaden!
This time, it was a genuine smile that pulled at the eighteen year old’s pale lips, a sigh of relief flooding from her mouth. If three of them were here, Bethany surely wouldn’t be far off, which meant that it was less likely that they really were... dead.
Clutching back the hand that had gripped her arm briefly, Tula shook her head at the mention of Bethany and was about to come in with some remark about finding her quickly before another voice cut her off, this time the tone being somewhat unfamiliar as she struggled to look in the direction it had come from.

Needless to say that the words Athena spoke started off the deep trembling in the eighteen year old again, but she was able to get some kind of a hold on herself this time around, give herself strength just by looking at the two friends who were here right beside her as well as drawing it from the thought that her final friend was somewhere nearby. The only thing that threatened to shake fear back into her heart though was the final words that hung in the air after Athena had stopped speaking. They weren’t safe. They weren’t safe. But why? And should they follow this woman, should they believe her? How could they trust her?
Although even as this thought collided with the rest of the jumbled mess in Tula’s mind, she knew they had no other choice... and there was something about Athena that rang true. Call it instinct or something deeper than that but Tula had started to feel somewhat safer when she’d appeared and she wasn’t about to let go of that.

So, eventually stumbling away from Cael, still clutching his jacket around her shoulders, Tula called after the girl with a new found confidence coursing through her system, coming to a stop just as she reached her.
“Wait... Wait... I-I think our friend might be around here somewhere. Can we find her.. b-before we come with you?”
Of course... If they were going to go with her. Tula herself wanted to, but turning back to look reluctantly at the two boys, she was suddenly a little unsure of whether they’d agree or not.

mindless_invalid · by **mindless_invalid** on Sun Dec 26, 2010 1:24 am

"I think that's a good idea," Cael agreed with Tula, clapping Kaden on the back, "Good to see you, man."

Then the woman appeared, introducing herself as Athena. Telling them they weren't safe. A deep, dreadful feeling of foreboding came over Cael, and he was struck with an urge to follow the woman. He didn't know why, but he thought they could trust her. Besides, there was four... three of them, and only one of her, he thought to himself, suddenly remembering that they still hadn't found Bethany.

"Wait... wait.. I-I think our friend might be around her somewhere. Can we find her.. b-before we go with you?" Tula said, showing that she must share Cael's feeling that they should trust this woman, Athena.
"Yeah, we should find her first. We can't leave her out here, and if were undercover, she could easily wander straight past us and end up anywhere," Cael said, looking to Kaden for support.

"Kaden?" for a minute he thought he heard her voice, calling out to her boyfriend, but he couldn't be sure he hadn't imagined it.
"Did you hear something?" he asked the other boy, looking around at the snowy landscape again. He couldn't see anyone, but he could have sworn...

"You can help us," he said, turning back to Athena, "If you live here, you must know this place. Help us find Bethany, and then we'll know we can trust you. Sorry, but, we don't know where we are, or what's going on. You've appeared out of nowhere, and I'll admit my instinct says to trust you, but help us first."

**

Calamity nodded, taking the youngest Everests' hand and leading her from the room. If there was anything she needed to know, the other rulers would tell her later. She was kicking herself a little inwardly for not remembering what day it was. She was a fool, of course today was no time to be gallavanting off ice-skating and the like. Not that she believed anyone would have the power to overthrow her beloved rulers, but everyone had thought their parents were untouchable as well, and look where that ended up.. she swallowed the stab of pain that rose with the memory. It was just another link between her and the four rulers, that she too had lost her mother that day.
When they reached the kitchen, she went to the corner, pulling out a large cage she'd put there earlier.
"I'll still take you hunting later if you need to, but I caught this one earlier and thought I'd save it for you," she told Holly, revealing the young doe she'd trapped inside the cage, "I know it's not as fun when they can't get away, or as nourishing as wolf blood, but I thought you'd like it," she smiled at the girl, hoping she'd be pleased with her present.

BurningBridges · by **BurningBridges** on Sun Dec 26, 2010 11:13 pm

Holly glanced up from her plate as Rosalie and Edward entered, smiling slightly. She ran her fingers through her hair before pushing her plate in front of her. Rosalie commented on how she didn't have any fruit on her plate, and Holly couldn't help but to roll her eyes. "I don't want any fruit," she retorted quickly, flipping her hair over her shoulder. "I'm not even hungry anymore."

She listened as her siblings engaged in small talk but when Edward disapproved of her ice skatig excursion, her jaw dropped in dismay. It wasn't a surprise to Holly when Michael immediately took Edward's side and ordered Calamity to escort her out to the servant's kitchen where she would finish her meal.

"I am never allowed to know anything," she began, although she had obediently slipped out of her seat and moved towards Calamity. "You know, if mother and father were here I would have just as much say as you all," she shot, clearly upset at being thrown out just because her siblings were discussing politics.

Holly allowed Calamity to take her hand and lead her out to the kitchen. She quickly slumped into a chair but as Calamity shifted away for a moment, the scent of warm blood filled the room and soon she reappeared with a caged doe. Eyes brighten as she stared at the lovely creature and it only took a fraction of a minute for her to open the cage and pierce the animal with her teeth before cleaning the blood out of it.

"Thank you," she said after wiping her face clean and taking back her spot in the chair. "At least someone cares about me," she added dramatically.

DreamingForever · by **DreamingForever** on Thu Dec 30, 2010 4:11 am

Rosalie watched Holly be forced to leave the room with sad eyes. She wanted to let her sister in on the talk of royals things but... She was too young. Too pure. Rose would not allow for her sweet little sister to be ruined by talk of death and attacks by the rebels. So, she stayed quiet as Holly stomped out of the room and into the kitchen. "Yes, we did receive reports of a small rally going on in Town Square by a few foolish nymphs, but our men took care of them and I believe that the people know better than to try anything today. The prophecy was simply a lie, my siblings; a lie. There will be no rebels, and if there are, they will be destroyed. The throne is ours, rightfully ours and we will defend it to the deaths. Honestly though- humans overthrowing us? Do either of you believe that that is anything more than rubbish?

Her eyes widened at the talk of a riot. She hadn't heard anything about this! But, she was usually the last to know things in the group of elder Everest children since they still had the foolish notion of protecting her. She found it rather endearing - and a tad annoying. She had proved time and time again she was useful. But, she reminded herself, she was lucky they told her anything. At least she knew about this prophecy nonsense. Humans taking over? The vile creatures. It was impossible that those weak things could take over their land. Rosalie wouldn't let them take over her land.

Rosalie shook her head, blonde hair following the motion. "Whoever made this prediction must've been confused. No human will be taking over Shilo. We have taken care of the land and it's people for years. They are loyal to us, yes? They might not be loyal out of love, but they are loyal." Her intense eyes stared at Michael. "They fear us. They want to keep their children safe from harm. An uprising of a large scale is impossible." Her gaze flickered over to Edward. "Don't you agree, brother?"

Havenxxx · by **Havenxxx** on Thu Dec 30, 2010 2:26 pm

Edward mouthed a ‘thank you’ to Calamity as she escorted Holly out of the room and into the kitchen, where she would stay until they had finished their talk. He knew the young girl was upset at being uniformed frequently, but it was for her own good. She was still too young to make sense of what was going on and if she was not going to be able to contribute, there was no use in her knowing.

The door clicked quietly behind them but Edward could hear his sister’s feet stomping for another few minutes. Michael and Rosalie were quiet for a moment, and Edward glanced over to them and watched as they picked at their meals, before doing the same. He paused as his brother began to speak, answering the question that he had asked minutes ago.

““Yes, we did receive reports of a small rally going on in Town Square by a few foolish nymphs, but our men took care of them and I believe that the people know better than to try anything today. The prophecy was simply a lie, my siblings; a lie. There will be no rebels, and if there are, they will be destroyed. The throne is ours, rightfully ours and we will defend it to the deaths. Honestly though- humans overthrowing us? Do either of you believe that that is anything more than rubbish?””

Edward was sincerely shocked at his brother’s statement. There had been a small rebellion that had been quickly put down? How could that be? Why?

He knew that the citizens weren’t exactly in love with them, but just as Rosalie said, they feared them, and fear was superior to love. If the citizens loved them, they would feel it easy to revolt, and Edward despised war. Because they were feared, no one bothered to disrupt the peace. It was simple, and although the harshness of the situation did itch him a bit, in the bigger picture it was alright.

“Yes, yes; any human would be a complete idiot to step foot in this territory,” Edward began, placing his fork on his plate as he straightened up in his chair. It was true that a human would never last in Shilo, but Edward wouldn’t mind stumbling across one. How he longed for the rich warm blood of a human. “I thought that no one believed there was any truth in that prophecy, but then again, it is most likely that the lower classes of Shilo would believe such rubbish. Never again shall an Everest die at the hands of rebels. We were given power in order to protect the citizens of Shilo and that is all that we have done. I doubt that there will be anymore rebellions,” he concluded, turning back to his plate and finishing the rest of his food.

_____

With Bethany lost, Kaden was barely processing what was going on around him. His eyes searched through the clouds of parading snow for his girlfriend. “Bethany!” he had called out multiple times, receiving no response other than the howls of the harsh winds that circled them.

Just as he turned around to tell the others he was going to look around for the girl, a figure appeared in the distance.

“Who is that?” he muttered after seeing that the female was not Bethany. Her hair was light and she was bundled from head to toe in what appeared to be fur clothing. Kaden had tightened his grip on Tula but took a step in front of her and Cael, ready to attack if the person made any sudden movements. The closer she came though, the less aggression that Kaden felt towards her. Something in him told him that this girl was nothing harmful, and as she spoke Kaden listened closely, taking in every word she said.

He hesitated to respond to this Athena girl, and lucky Tula and Cael spoke to her, giving him a few extra seconds to compose himself before agreeing with them. “Yeah, we’ve gotta find Bethany before we go anywhere. It’s so damn cold out- she’s gonna freeze if we just leave her out here.”

StarStruck · by **StarStruck** on Fri Dec 31, 2010 7:05 pm

The female was the first to respond, and Athena looked her over with curious eyes. Despite her obvious current state of confusion and fear, the female held a pretty appearance with brown hair and delicate bright blue eyes. She had asked whether they could scout out their friend before following her back to safety, and before Athena could respond the two males had agreed with her. Athena could feel her face brighten at the words they spoke. If she hadn't already been sure that they were the chosen ones, she was now. The prophecy revealed that there would be four saviors and now that they had spoken of a fourth human, Athena held no doubt that Shilo would be restored. That was as long as the vampires didn't get involved.

"Freezing to death would be the least of her worries," Athena commented after Kaden spoke, but she quickly moved back towards the three people and nodded. "I will assist you in locating your fr-" she paused at the sound of a voice in the distance. She guessed that the others had not noticed the female voice as due to their freezing appearances, they were not used to such a snowy climate. She did not speak, for the voice did sound far and she didn't want to lose the trail. Instead, she sprung from where she was standing, throwing her arm over her shoulder and signaling for them to follow as she ran towards the voice. It took her around three minutes to stumble across the terrified looking girl, who was conviniently standing only a few feet from the entrance to her cave. Athena wanted to shout towards the following humans that she had found the girl but she held the urge, knowing that any noise could wake one of the Everests loyal subjects.

"Come in here," she said once the other three had caught up and spotted the lost girl, "we should be safe enough in my home for me to explain what is going on."

British · by **British** on Fri Dec 31, 2010 10:36 pm

Michael listened intently to his siblings' views on the subject, nodding slightly after every comment they made. He was glad to see that he was not the only one who found the idea of a rebellion to be impossible. There had not been a human in Shilo in a great amount of years and the possibility of four falling from the sky as the prediction suggested was impossible. Rosalie was right; the citizens of Shilo knew better than to rebel. Maybe they were harsh rulers but the Everests provided Shilo with stability and security, and he knew that was worth much more than any type of love.

"Never again," Michael repeated intensly as his brother spoke. It took a great deal of self control to keep the memories of his parents from flooding his mind, but he managed. He didn't want to see the blank stare of that came from his father's eyes after the potion had spilled into his body. He didn't want to see the horrified reaction of his mother, or the shrieks of pain that came from the beautiful woman as she was taken down. Never again would anything like that happen. Never.

"I am glad that we are all in agreeance," he concluded, standing from his chair and walking towards the door. "Our men have been stationed in the villages to diminish any further uprisings, although there won't be anymore. If either of you need me, I will be in the study," he finished before exiting the room and heading up towards the study.

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