Modern Day New York City

Connor was perched on a roof, crouching in a very comfortable position, allowing him to rest both notebooks in each knee. He was drawing a map of the city in one notebook, and writing descriptions and physical traits of people who stood out on another. "I wonder if that group is the wolves I'm looking for. Their traits match, I think." He spoke to himself, staring down at the group.

Once he had finished the map, he ripped the page out of the book and pulled his sleeve back. Showing three metal bracelets with a couple notes clipped onto them. He was in a new city, so he discarded all of the information he had from outside the city, like resetting his memory. He clipped the map onto the second bracelet, just under a note stating his name, age, birthday and how to introduce himself.
Then the skies grew dark, he stared at the sky for a few moments. Drawn to the sight. Once he looked back down to the streets, he noticed the group had already begun to walk off. "Shit" He had to catch up.

Connor stood, he winced in pain as he stretched his body as far as it will let him. He stayed leaning forward with his legs bent. It was stupid to try to stand straight, but he just keeps forgetting. Connor then took another glance down at the group to see where they were going, he wrote a quick note; 'keep following the group of strange people. Speak to them when spoken to'. It was a memo, in case he forgot while following them.

With the note clipped onto his bracelet, he took off in a run across the buildings. Jumping like a frog over the gaps and using his arms to assist him to running, like he was using four legs. The pain was unbearable, at least once he catches up, he will just have to crawl across the building with no pain.

As the group entered the apartment building gate, another wolf walked down the stairs that Jessie had told them to go up. He was dressed in mostly black and most of his body was covered by his black overcoat. Though by his scent and by a certain look in his eye it was obvious what he was: Werewolf.

Alexander looked at the group of werewolves and blinked. 'Scent before sight.' he reminded himself silently, taking a whiff. He smelled each member of the group, and could easily distinguish who was who in terms of rank. He did not care about most of the group, his dark green eyes focused directly on Sophia.

Alpha blood. There was no mistaking it. He gritted his teeth as he looked on with a certain...uneasy feeling in his gut. He then let out a low growl as he began to walk forward, no longer growling as he took his second or third step. However his growl was loud in the quiet corridor. It wasn't a growl of challenge; he knew better than to challenge an alpha, especially since he didn't know her level of strength.

He would have to stop before he and the group of wolves met, and let them pass by him since it was a bit of a narrow corridor. He would respond if spoken to, though at the moment even he wasn't sure how he'd react.

Sophia looked about the room cautiously wondering why Jessie would live here of all places. It was dusty, and smelt of old garbage and homeless people. The wallpaper was brown and peeling and the varnish on the wood floor had been worn completely off.

Jessie rejoined the group shortly and shut the door. Sophia sighed relieved as she could now let the built up pressure beneath her skin out, "I need a minute." Sophia told the others. She walked across the room to assure she wouldn't knock any of them over in her shift. Shifting herself onto all fours Sophia let herself shift. She could feel as her bones tingled and reshaped, grew and contracted, and as thick white fur covered her form. Upon full transformation she shook herself. Flashes of the recent crime spree she had slightly heard about filled her head and she had to bite back a howl of pure rage. Just as quick as it had come the wave of rage passed and she sighed in relief as the pressure began to fade away. She lifted her head and realized how small her wolf form made the room feel, werewolves were all naturally large, but alpha's were always some of the largest.

Sophia felt comfortable enough then to return the her human form, and once she straightened up she smiled at the others, "The price of my blood. When I get aggressive I need to shift forms before the feeling goes away." She scratched her head glad, for the millionth time in her life, that Hollywood got it wrong and clothes transformed with you, even if they were at a loss as to how.

"Man this store is so empty usually this place has about 10 people but so far no one has shown up after 10 minutes and the sky looks like it's getting darker" as I sit back down on the small security room watching the security camera monitors "wish the boss installed at least a t.v but beggars can't be choosers" as I look back at the monitors looking thoroughly through each one in case of suspicious activity

A look of dread came to Jukka's face as they approached the stairs. He was already exhausted enough and now they had to climb up stairs. Ugh. The young man held onto the dusty railing as he hobble up the first step, then the next, and the next. He stopped halfway up to give himself a break and rubbed his sore hip. Jukka lifted his hand and took a puff of his cigarette before throwing it on the floor and stomping it out, then he continued on his way.

It didn't take long for him to fall behind the others and he was very relieved when they finally made it into the apartment room. He leaned back against the wall and slid to the floor, resting his hands on his knees. Jukka watched the other silently and was taken by surprise when Sophia transformed. Though, he couldn't figure out why he was so surprised. She was large and threatening, like an alpha should be.

Much to his relief, she didn't stay in that form for very long.

Felan had stayed behind Jukka the whole while continuing to rummage through her bag finally finding what she was looking for when they finally make it inside the apartment room. It was a nice green apple she had found recently. She held it out to the skinny male just as Sophia changed and the look of shock crossed his face. "... Apple.. " She says to Jukka and holds it closer to him looking at Sopia a second after doing so then smiles seeing Mistress Sophia Shift for the first time.

As Connor watched the group walking along, he suddenly stopped. "What was I doing again?" He asked himself as he rolled up his sleeve to show his notes. He read the note clipped on top of the others which read 'Follow the group of strange people'. "Ah yeah, that's what I was doing." He looked back down to the group to notice that they were all entering a building.

"Damn, I would search the building. But that will be a waste of time, who knows where they went. I guess I'll just wait for them outside." With that, he updated his top note to: 'Wait for the group of strange people outside the building. Be sure to engage in conversation if met with them'. He then jumped down from the building, landing perfectly on his feet. It didn't hurt, he was used to crazy movements and actions, allowing his bones to grow stronger than usual.

He walked towards the building and stood at the door which the group walked through, he stopped at a conveniently placed bench located opposite of the door. Instead of sitting, he jumped up onto the bench and squatted down, still on his feet but in a comfortable squat position. He stared at the door, waiting. But soon he began to question himself, "What was I doing again?" He asked while looking at his notes, "Ah, yeah..." He pushed his sleeve down and pulled a notebook out of his pocket. He began drawing his surroundings in a panoramic view, outlining every single detail he saw.

"Dang, if online someone was around to order me around. Life would have more meaning if I was told what to do. I know!" He sighed to himself, but as he came up with an idea he rolled his sleeve up and added to his main note; 'Be sure to ask to join the group, ask the leader. See notebook 1 page 57'. Of course, page 57 was the page containing observed information of the person who seemed to be the leader.

As he waited, Connor kept asking himself every now and then the same question: "What was I doing again?" Only to remind himself after looking at his notes on his arm.

Sophia stared at Jessie, 'You're my pack?" Sophia thought back to watching her parent's with they're pack. They had dominated others by force, strays that wandered into their City and were caught were quickly added to the numbers. That was one of the reason't Sophia was so hesitant, one of the reason's she left. Her parent's pack had never been kind to her, for most of them had never wanted the pack life. Sophia raised her hands and smiled nervously, "I never had any intention of creating a pack Jessie, I just figured as we're all good people we could work together to get rid of the bad people." Sophia looked at the others, questioning eyes looked right back heightening her nervous embarrassment, "I mean if a group asked me to be their alpha I would do it, I was trained since I was just a pup, but I'm not going to force anyone, that's bad for a pack, sooo yaaa....it's not for me to say if we're a pack...." Sophia laughed a little bit. If these wolves wanted to be her pack she would gladly take on that responsibility, but she was nervous, the male on the staircase had obviously been angered by the presence of authority, "I figured wolves in this part would prefer the loner life, I don't mean to force anyone, I will only have a pack of those who choose to be with me." She looked at the floor to scared to meet the eyes of the others, what if they were judging her like the pack of her past.

Jukka blinked and watched as Felan offered him an apple. He wasn't sure if he should actually take it or not. The female seemed shy and had stated one word. According to Jukka, when people used few words it mean't that they were either uncomfortable or something else was going on in their mind. However, Felan didn't seem to be all that threatening, and so, Jukka slowly took the apple from her and gave her a small smile. Lifting it to his mouth he bit into the hard fruit, biting it in half. After chewing the first piece he finished the second. Two bites and he was done. Of course, crab apples were small anyway.

"Thank you," he replied quietly.

Jukka's attention then turned to Sophia and Jessie. It seemed as though they were not being forced to become a pack, and he appreciated that. He had only been in a pack once before and it hadn't ended well. The young man's attention turned to the window as the rain began to pour down. A shiver wen't up Jukka's spine as he watched it. After a moment he leaned back against the wall, his hair slipping away from his left ear.

Even in human form, half of his ear was missing. The scarred edges were a dark red and gruesome in appearance. I an attempt to calm himself, he closed his eyes. However, he kept his other senses up, just in case anyway moved towards him in a threatening manner.

as i continue to sit in my chair watching the camera monitors i realized it had been a whole hour without a single person besides me as i gave a deep *sigh* i get up from my chair to get a snack from the store and pay of course i walk out side the small security office into the cold shopping store "at lest it didin't rain, i'm thankful for that" as i skim through the sandwiches looking for a ham and turkey one to occupy my hunger and a news magazine to hopefully pass time as i continue to find that one sandwich "man are they all out of ham and turkey the rest have mustard on them and i hate mustard" as i go back to the small office with my magazine in hand and sit back down in the small chair and continue to look back at the monitors and that's when i see one of the trash cans tipped over though i aint no garbage boy i had to pick it up because rats and other creatures could come near the store so i stand back up and walk outside the security office and walk to the main door with keys in hand and before unlocking the door i look at the sky and see it is still getting darker so as i unlock the door and re-lock it i head to the left side of the store and walk up to the garbage can to lift it up "wonder how it fell" as i said in my mind walking back out to the main door and reaching in my pockets to try and find the keys and that's when i spot and just the corner of my eye i see the keys on the floor in the inside of the store "oh come on" as i said face palming my head in the process "its bad that i dropped the keys on the floor but now im stuck outside while on guard duty and a chance it might rain man this just gets better and better" as i slump next the the main door and realizing that im gonna have to camp outside for the whole bloody night.

Alexander didn't even really make it outside before he stopped walking, sniffing the air quickly. The rain made it a little harder to discern what he smelled, but he could still smell it. He bit his bottom lip and turned around, heading back up the stairs quickly, using his nose to follow the group up the stairs, stopping for a moment to look at Connor before continuing into the room the group was currently in.

He entered the dumpy room and looked around, blinking slowly and allowing his dark green eyes to adjust. He looked at each member of the apparently newly formed pack before looking directly at Sophia again. "I didn't think that forming a pack would have to take place somewhere like this..." he said calmly.

He then shook his head. "But that's not what is important. What is important is a single question: Do you have what it takes to protect those that can't fend for themselves?" he asked Sophia calmly. "I can smell your Alpha blood, and I am aware of what an Alpha Wolf can do. But I'm asking if you have what it takes in here." he said, gesturing to his chest.

"In this city, you're going to need to be able to kill in order to protect both humans and werewolves from each other."

Sophia was caught off guard by the male male she and the others had passed on the stairs, "We haven't formed a pack, no one has agreed to it and I'm not the type to force my will unto others." She thought about the other half of what he said, "I understand this city is dark, that's part of the reason I'm here. I left my comfortable life with my parent's pack to make my own life as well as escape a badly created pack." She looked down, "I wanted to make myself worth my blood, and after hearing of cold blooded murders, rapes, and other crimes committed by our kind in this city I decided I would head here and make a difference, however small." Sophia locked eyes with the male, "Don't think I haven't killed before either." Sophia felt her expression go dark, "Every wolf is expected to at some point. My parents trained me to fight my entire life. I was attacked one night shortly after my twelfth birthday, a young male alpha sought to keep me until I was old enough to become his mate." Sophia fell silent in memory of that night, it didn't happen often but it wasn't as rare as it should be for alpha males to take mates by force, "He died like the desperate mange he was." Sophia sighed, softening her expression, "However if I had known he had a pup with no mother, I would have had my parents take it in in a heart beat. It'n not about what happened between you and the guilty, it's about whats right and wrong, and understanding who to punish and how badly to do so." Sophia smiled, "Does that answer your question?"

Alexander blinked slowly as he listened to what Sophia was saying, staying absolutely silent while she spoke. As she finished her story and gave the moral of it, he blinked again, breaking his intense focus. "It does answer my question." he said. He then looked to each of the other wolves in the room before looking back to Sophia. "You'll make a fine Alpha. But I will not be joining you." he said.

He then quickly reached into the pocket of his overcoat and pulled out a piece of paper and a pen, scribbling down an address on it before walking up to Sophia and stopping mere feet away and extending his hand to hand her the paper. "However, if I am required to help save our kind from killing itself off, you can find me here." he said calmly.

Even though he stood well within arms reach of an Alpha who's blood was nearly boiling earlier, he did not appear intimidated at all. In fact he seemed quite calm, almost as if he were holding back his negative emotions. His particular scent was much stronger than any normal lone wolf, but it was not that of an Alpha. If he were in a pack, it would almost appear that he would be equal to the Alpha, be directly under the Alpha, or, somehow, above the Alpha. There was just something... unnerving about him.

He then turned, the tail end of his coat swishing behind him, stuffed his hands in his pockets and started to leave the room, looking at each and every werewolf within the room again before finally leaving the room.

Felan smiled warmly at Jukka as he took the apple relaxing and watched as he ate it in two bites. She sat to the left of him catching sight of his ear but decided it was best to keep quiet. " It he wants to talk about he will " She thinks to herself then turns her head to the side thinking " I do wish to join mistress Sophia... but what about?..." She continues to talk in her head, glancing at Jukka a little worried. " Sophia... " She begins but jumps and snaps her mouth shut as the new male enters and begins to speak spooked at the sudden and new wolf. A few minutes after the male left she looked towards Sophia and looked like she was struggling for words " Sophia.... I'll follow... Sophia." She stared at her for a few minutes before the stress of the sudden appearance almost became to much and she stood quickly bowing low to Sophia " I-I'm sorry pl-please excuse me.." and she ran out of the room and blindly running out the door running and jumping over the bench not noticing the man squatting there at all and hides in some bushes right before she transforms into her tiny wolf form barely bigger than her five foot human stature curling up and trembling waiting for her sudden panic attack to stop.

As Connor was finalizing his drawing, a sudden figure ran out of the building, jump over the bench just missing his body and fall into a bush behind the bench. "...The fuck?" He spoke to himself, looking back at the bush. He just noticed the trembling wolf through the hole made by the person. "Oh it's one of the wolves."

Connor jumped onto the backrest of the bench, still squatting down. He faced the bush, staring through the strips of hair covering his face. His eyes seemed to glow green, they seemed like the eyes of insanity. But the tension of his stare was soon broken by his voice. "What are you doing?" He asked to the bush, ignoring the strange looks from people as they wondered past him. Must look like he was talking to the bush.

The little wolf jumped at the voice whimpering softly then looks up her eyes filled with frustration and distress. She locked eyes with the man and scooted back cautiously not knowing what to make of the man squatting on top of the bench. After a staring him down for a minute she slowly scoots closer confused by this curious person and lifts her snout to sniff at him her ears pricked forward with interest. Little by little she scoots closer while sniffing; being careful to not come out of the bush. She tilts her head to the left yipping quietly in confusing at his strange smell.

"Aha, that's pretty cute." Connor giggled to himself as he slowly reaches his arm out to pet the wolf.

"Anyway, please transform back. It would be nice to speak to you." Connor spoke out with a very calm voice. His words were dragged out, he watched the reaction to every syllable which left his mouth. This wolf is obviously not the leader, but befriending it will bring him closer to being ordered around.

Ah, the thought of being ordered around brought a smile to Connor's face. He would finally gain control of his life again, he will have meaning to living. And of course, he will have fun.

She touched her nose to the palm of his hand before pushing her head into it changing back her head still pushed into his hand nudging it comforted. " H-Hello... " She says staring down at the ground. Looking up at him she speaks again quietly " ... You smell weird.." Tilts her head " Who are you?.. and.. um.. How're you doing that?.." Pointing indicating him squatting on the back of the bench.

Connor giggled, it was quite amusing for this to happen. Plus this person seemed nice, maybe a good master. "I smell weird? I think I showered this morning, can't quite remember." He gave a friendly smile as he returns his arm to rest across his knee.

That damn question, always the same. "Who are you?". This question changed Connors expression to thought, "hm, wait there." He pulled his sleeve up to show his metal bracelets with several pieces of paper stuck to them. On top of the paper was the most important note to Connor. He read what the note said out loud; "I am Connor Gateworthy, 18 years old, Male, Human. Nice to meet you." He lowered the sleeve over his arm again and gave another smile.

Noticing where she was pointing Connor still had no idea how anything he does works. "That is a good question though, I have no idea."

"Anyway, who are you? Do you need help with anything? Can you be my master?" Connor suddenly grew desperate to find a master, he was just loosing any feeling in life, there is no point in life unless he had someone to lead him and order him around.

Felan stares at him a couple minutes while she processes this. "Conner..." She says then smiles "It's nice to meet you too! I like your name. Oh.. I'm Felan.. I don't remember my last name or my age but I feel like I knew a Conner once.." She scratches her head trying to think then sighs giving up " I dunno if I'd be a good master but I can help you as a friend or something.." Her shoulders slump and she smile fades "I don't really know if I need help I've always been a baby.. I don't even really know how to fight just run away.." She looks down and says " I think it would do you better to ask mistress Sophia to be your master, I'm a low ranking wolf anyways and mistress Sophia is very strong and really pretty too." Looking up at Conner "Would you like to meet mistress Sophia?"

As Felan spoke, Connor noted every important detail said. Especially updating his information on her. "If you have met me outside of this city then don't bother trying to remember. I throw out my notes every time i leave a city" Connor gave the little warning, it was the only thing that was implanted into his brain, of course reading, writing and language was also there.

"I don't need help, I need a master." Connor noticed Felan's body language before she explained her cowardness. This gave him an idea. "I don't usually serve the strong, I serve the strong willed and needy. If you accept to become my master, then you will not need to fight or run away. I'll do anything for you." Connor jumped down off of the bench, his height from floor to head stayed the same. He was slightly bent forward with his legs bent a little. His arms hung limply before he placed them into his pockets.

"I do not know who this mistress is. But I am on a self mission, I think." He checked his arms again to remind himself. "Oh yeah, I gotta wait here until a group of werewolves leave the building."

Felan peeked out from the bush before crawling out over the bench if there was one thing she had it was her agility. She stood in front of him sizing him up for the first time " It must really hurt to stand straight if that's how you always are." She frowns before continuing, " Well.. If you really do need me... hmm.. Alright but could you.. maybe.. " she looks down " Maybe help me learn how to fight?.. I want to be able to defend myself and become strong! " her hands clinch into tight little fists, " I want to be able to protect those I care about.." She holds her hand out to him " and Mistress Sophia is leader " Points up at the third floor " Everyone is up there, I can take you to them or if you still wish to wait I can sit here with you till they come down."

The sound of many feet shuffling around drew closer and closer to the old apartment building. A single figure flew through the gates of the building and into the main courtyard. It was Alexander. He got up and let out a loud, low snarl as five figures entered the main courtyard.

Alexander charged the group with a growl and started to attack them, but whenever he gained the upper hand, one of them would manage to hit him and knock him to the ground. The entire thing was just a tangle of bodies with barking, growling, snarling, and screaming loud enough to be heard by even some of the most hard of hearing within a few blocks. That obviously included the group of the werewolves in the room with Sophia.

The pained cries of Alexander echoed throughout the courtyard before he let out a loud howl and transformed into his wolf form, his bones snapping and reforming, joints and tendons rearranging themselves and muscles tightening and loosening as needed as his body morphed.

When he was finished transforming, in his place was a great black wolf with glowing green eyes. Werewolves are naturally large, and Alpha's are unnaturally large even among werewolves, but Alexander.... He was something else. Even without a drop of Alpha blood in him, he was huge, almost as large as Sophia's wolf form.

The werewolves he was fighting also transformed and were all torn apart in the next series of attacks by Alexander as his teeth sank into them and flung them at each other. When he was done with the group, who now limped away as fast as they could, he let out another loud howl of triumph before shifting back into his human form. As he shifted back, the black fur of his wolf form turned into a mist and circled his human body, forming his clothing again.

Once done with his transformation back to human form, he fell onto his back, panting hard. He was exhausted, and even though his wounds were healing, he was in immense pain. He continued to lay there, motionless except for the quick rise and fall of his chest as he breathed.

With his breathing was a pained whine that was coming from him. Something wasn't healing right, and he needed help.