Elliot Hartnet's Story

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You’re weak.
No I’m not!
Such a baaaaby.
Shut up!
Make me.
I-I…
Exactly.

Jamie swore up and down, left and right, fucking diagonal even that his wolf was out to get him, as if it was his fault that they got stuck together. That wasn’t fair at all though, considering it wasn’t his fault that his good-for-nothing mother had gotten pregnant with some human guy and had him, this little sterile bastard that was good for nothing. Everyone either pitied him or hated him, either way around it wasn’t good. He just wished sometimes that people could just treat him normally, like they treated everyone else. But they would never do that. He was a halfling, basically a monster of the Lycan and magic world. Odd, how he was the monster.

No, I’m the monster. You’re just the thing I got stuck in.

Jamie couldn’t stand it anymore. This wolf was going to drive him insane. It got him in trouble any chance it got. Whenever Bristol would tell him to do something, if he was off daydreaming or not entirely paying attention to himself, the wolf would take over and do something asshole-ish, something that in the end got him in trouble. Insubordination, it was called, and the Lycan type didn't take kindly to it. Something like a capital offence of the wolfie world. They always told him that "Lycan" was the proper term, sounded more professional and smart and all, but he always liked the term werewolf. That's really what they were, right? As far as Twilight went, they were werewolves. Then again, he hadn't seen anyone turn into a wolf the size of a house yet, so maybe Twilight wasn't really something he should go off of...

Dumbass. No one likes you, don't you get that?
What's your fucking problem? Can't you just leave me alone for five minutes!
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His wolf grumbled and snarled, but shut up for once. Apparently he needed sleep too, since it was almost one in the morning and Jamie still hadn't gotten a wink of sleep, too busy fighting with his inner wolf. They'd spent how many years together and they still couldn't get along? It really was a shame, considering his wolf was a pretty strong character. Perhaps they didn't get along the best, but, they could probably be a valuable extra asset to the pack if they could only get their shit together. So much for that though, it was pretty much guaranteed to never happen. Though his pack didn't expect much from him anyways, so it wasn't like he was letting anyone down.

David
“….ask yourself, where is my mind? Where is my mind….”
Where is my mind?
David opened his eyes to find himself staring at a wall, laying in a bed, feeling the familiar sensation of I want to close my eyes again that he got every morning. Groggily, he rubbed his eyes and heard the faint noise that had awoken him. A small ear bud lay on his pillow, fallen out long ago from his tossing and turning in the night, volume so loud he could still hear the lyrics to Where is My Mind playing.
He stared at the wall for a moment more before moving to untangle himself from the headphones and turn off his mp3. He then lay on his back and stared at the ceiling. Get up, he scolded himself. But his body resisted, wanting nothing more to continue to lay in bed, close his eyes, and fall back into the blissful oblivion.
“Can’t sleep you’re whole life,” he said aloud to himself, making himself sit up without letting himself think. That’s how you do things. Make a decision, don’t think, and act. But it wasn’t always that easy, like when you get up for the day. Besides, there was a hollowness in his stomach that had him immediately long to be in the kitchen. That longing was enough to get him to jump out of bed and make him get ready.
A sudden growl from his stomach just elaborated on his morning hunger, that he usually always got, and got him to move to the kitchen. He thought it would be odd to be living in a cabin with people he barely knew, but he kept to himself so much that in only felt slightly different. Still, he kept to the side of the hall, and was ready to avoid all and any conversation. At least until he ate. He usually perked up after that.
Arriving at the kitchen, a thought occurred to him. It was still early. Like, really early. He actually could have slept. Groaning at his lack of revelation while still in bed, David went on to get himself something to eat anyways. An apple. That could be taken back to his room. Shrugging, he picked it up and began to walk back, but then thought it would be better to go for a walk instead. Of course through, once getting to the living room, he had to find Elliott on the couch, passed out, shirtless. Almost as if he felt like he was intruding (even though it was in the middle of the living room), he tried to hurry past as quietly as possible, which for him, wasn't much.

Rey (Skip if you don't like snakes. Basically she's brushing her teeth.)
Rey had dreams that were always a little odd, but as she brush her teeth and watch her reflection, nodding her head slightly to a beat only she could hear, she couldn't help but find this one as even odder.

She had been in some war, a soldier or something, but no one seemed to be worried about it, and when it was over, no matter whose side, everyone just kind of sat around. She walked around, looking at everything, helping people, but she felt drawn to one area. There sat a boy. He was only, like, nine, but he had a snake about the thickness of a thumb and the length of an arm in his hand. It had small black eyes, hissing now and then. She felt fascinated. The boy held out the snake, saying it needed help. So, she knelt down and got close to look, but the snake just stared back. She opened her mouth, for only a moment, to say, "What is wrong?", and the snake immediately sprang from his hand and shot into her mouth. Panic. Pure panic. She bit down and grabbed at it's tail, desperate to make sure it didn't slither into her throat. She stopped it in time, bout now the snake felt even more slimy, even gooey, in her mouth, and juices leaked from where she bit. With horror and disgust she began to peel the dead thing from her mouth, and as she scraped her teeth with her nail, she awoke.

"I must be mad," she said to herself, but there was a huge, toothy grin on her lips that contradicted the statement.

Xavier
Xavier had been sleeping soundly for the past 10 hours, having fallen asleep pretty early the night before. He wasn't sure about everyone else, but he himself was completely and utterly exhausted. Maybe it was the new people, not trying to seem too weird, but he was pretty sure he already had a slight negative reputation with some people. He tried to ignore that though. Positive. Positive.

When he woke up, he actually felt very well rested and very upbeat, which was strange for his mornings. Usually he seemed like he was dead, a zombie, unsociable. When they first got to the mansion, he figured he'd never sleep. Considering he didn't sleep well unless under great conditions, and they were put in a basement, he was worried. But it turned out it was a pretty nice basement, and if not for lack of windows, he could swear he was above ground. And the slight chill. That threw him off too.

He wasn't quite sure what to do with himself while he was alone in his room. Besides sleep, he couldn't think of much. Draw? He was never quite into that. Read? Never found anything very interesting. He had a laptop, but he couldn't think of anything to do. That was productive, at least. He kind of wished he had a window, at least he could sight see, or have some natural light.
No, he thought to himself, there's nothing wrong with being here, just go outside for sun. Looking at his hands, he realized he could use some sun too. He was too pale. Or at least it seemed it. Maybe he could do something fun he usually couldn't while others were awake? There's nothing to really do without people, he rebutted, basically arguing with himself. Muttering under his breath, he left his room anyways, hoping to find something.

Bristol was wrapped in her fuzzy blanket fort, dreaming peacefully, until she heard it. From the level below her balred "NAAAAAAANTZ INGONYAAAAAAAMA!!!! BAGITHIIIIII BAAAABAAAA!!!!!!! SITHI UHM INGONYAMA!" Frowning, she flashed her fangs at her blankets and made her way out. Couldnt be too mad though, who could hate the lion king? She made her way into the bathroom to take care of her morning business, hopping in the shower, drying off, and then applying the little makeup she could be bothered with. Bristol ran a quick brush trough her fiery hair before messing her fingers through it. Satisfied for the moment, she stepped from the bathroom and made her way to her dresser.

"Remember. No wolf transformations this morning between nine and ten. I've ordered a little something in"

Awwwwwww no pretty writing on her wall this time! It was Matty C.'s voice inside of her head, not an uncommon occurrence, but it was Mr. Matt's lazier way of giving announcements and requests. She would have to let him know of her disappointment later, the little surprises were always nice though. Digging around in her drawers she found a green and blue striped spaghetti string shirt, and slung it over her head after donning her bra. A hoodie with most of the sides ripped out followed the shirt over her head. She slung some jeans onto her hips and gave herself a once over in the mirror, and as usual, was satisfied.

Leaving her room, she knew that Elliot was not in his room by the faintness of his scent, so she made her way down the stairs, all the while wondering why they didn't invest in an elevator....not that anyone in the house could really be worn down that easily, it was more of an annoyance to have to go down all these flights. She went almost all the way down to see who was in the living room area, mainly because she hadn't smelled any food yet, and low and behold, Shorty was there!! And if that wasn't awesome enough, her fellow Alpha was sprawled out on the couch half naked!

"Eli...Sweetie, the others will be here soon. Wakey wakey..."

Holding a finger to her lips to hopefully quiet Georgia, she stalked on tiptoes to the couch before pouncing on Elli. Her legs straddled his hips as she landed on him sing songing "Good morning sunshine!!! Matty C. is ordering in, if you didnt get the mental memo! No wolfies till after 10 and you do not want to miss the food in a house full of wolves!" After she was certain her partner in crime was awake, she bounced off of him to give Georgie some quick morning cuddles. This girl was becoming one of her best female friends, so she was due morning cuddles!

With a quick kiss to the cheek she cooed "Good morning Beau!" as she shot thoughts to her Matty "Get up sleepy head!!! Matty C. ordered breakfast!!"

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Mindy woke with a scream. Not hers this time, but Faline's, and the scream was followed by her coughing. Mindy sighed and pulled the blankets over her head. She did not want to wake up.....She. Did. Not.

Another pointless day that she shouldn't be living......another pointless day where everything could go horribly wrong, but really, what went right for her anymore?

"Get up you worthless thing and feed me!!"

Ugh.....the wolf....

"Thats right you sack of bones, lets go!"

"I dont want to.....

"I don't care! Get up!"

Mindy pressed her hands against her ears trying to shut that wolf up, but it didn't matter.......no matter how hard she tried, the wolf was still there, and would never be going away.......with a sigh she relented and got out of bed. Mindy stripped out of her pajamas and put on a black baby tee with a colorful abstract design on the front and some jeans before twisting her hair up into a messy knot and taking on the day. She could hear Bristol screaming about how Matt Coston had ordered breakfast so she ignored her growling stomach and made her way upstairs to find an unoccupied corner to crawl into while she waited for food....hopefully her wolf would just, for once, be patient, but she couldn't count on it.

She was greeted by the site of a half naked Elli sleeping on the couch and for a moment she couldn't breathe. He looked so much like Andrew that some days she just couldn't stand the sight of him, and she prayed that today would at least be bearable.....Miss G was sitting on the ground beside him and it looked like she was being mauled by Bristol.....and there was her corner on the other side of the room. A rocking chair was placed beside a window and it looked like the perfect place to curl up in while she waited for the food.

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Jamie woke up quite a while later, but his wolf still seemed to be sleeping, leaving his mind rather… quiet. Truthfully, he had grown used to having the wolf up in his head all the time, judging everything he did and criticizing anytime it got a chance. Not hearing it was odd for him, he felt alone. Shrugging it off, he got out of bed and headed to the one bathroom that was on the basement floor, making sure no one was occupying it before he went inside to take a shower. Not long later he emerged wearing one of his usual, odd outfits. He had a sort of reputation for wearing strange things, mostly because he liked to piss off his wolf, but also because he liked standing out a bit. For a guy that preferred to fade into the background most of the time, he didn’t dress like it.

On his way upstairs he ran into a certain Omega that was coming back down with an apple, literally running into him before bouncing off and towards the wall. This woke his wolf, it probably sensing danger when really it was just Jamie hitting his funny bone off of the wall.

You’re so clumsy.
Go back to bed.

Jamie ignored his wolf from there on in, turning his attention to David as he started apologizing. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to run into you.” He finished, a few more apologies stuck onto the front of that. He was rubbing his own elbow, feeling the familiar sting of hitting your funny bone. He would no doubt have a bruise tomorrow, simply just because he bruised easily. ”Hey, what are you doing back down here anyways? Isn’t there supposed to be some sort of surprise or something from one of the Keepers?”

Rey
After brushing her teeth and hair, taking a quick shower, and getting dressed, Rey had plopped down onto her bed and began painting her nails. Bright, neon orange for that day. She loved to paint her nails different colors, and had a collection going. The collection was still packed away in a bag, but she had to have at least 30 different colors. It was almost an obsession even, and she often thought about giving some of it away. She obviously hadn't.

Around the time she had started a movie to watch while she waited for her nails to dry, she heard the shower staring. Matthew. She smiled a bit and almost got up to pull some prank on him, but stayed put in the end. She was enjoying her early morning movie. Matthew announced that they had gotten breakfast to everyone, which Rey had forgotten about completely.

"Rey are you up? Are you coming down for breakfast?" Came a muffled voice, obviously Matthew's, from outside her door. Rey grabbed her remote and flicked off the movie, then got up and called back, "Yeah I'm coming!"

Rey slipped on some shoes that were basically just slippers and half ran out into the hallway, almost running into her fellow keeper. Just barely managing to dance around him, she grinned and waved.

"Mornin'! Ready to head down I hope?" She was already backing up to the stairs as she asked, her hand out to feel the wall as she walked backwards to ensure she didn't go too far and fall.

David
Crunch crunch crunch. David had almost finished his apple, and was looking up at the ceiling as he thought. He could hear people waking, commotion starting. He had hoped to be outside by then, but Elli sleeping had startled him enough to make him back track. The girls were having fun with it though, no doubt. He could hear them from where he was, laughter. It made him smile now and then, especially since he doubted they were able to immediately wake Elli up despite the noise.

"Remember. No wolf transformations this morning between nine and ten. I've ordered a little something in," Matthews voice went off in his head. It felt a little unnerving really, especially since it wasn't even his pack's keeper, but the others. Though, the packs were together now...

David shook his head slightly, trying to snap out of it, and then stumbled back when he collided with something. Did he really miss a wall being in front of him? Blinking slowly at the object, he realized no, he hadn't. And said object was a person. His brain immediately went into a quit checklist, almost analyzing what happened. Not my pack member. His name's Jamie. He ran into me. He's talking.

And then: Shit, I don't know what he said.

He was still trying to remember what he said, watching him rub his elbow. He slowly realized he had apologized, and was now focused on the fact that Jamie seemed to hurt himself.

”Hey, what are you doing back down here anyways? Isn’t there supposed to be some sort of surprise or something from one of the Keepers?”

Blink. Surprise? Oh, breakfast.

"I got this before the announcement. I avoid big groups anyways, especially when you're expected to talk a lot," he answered slowly, then nodded to Jamie's arm. "You okay there?"

Xavier
Outside his room, Xavier felt a bit unnerved. He could tell people were up and about, but wasn’t sure if he should really join or not. He didn’t know many outside his pack, and many in his pack just thought he was trouble. He felt conflicted. Up to the living room, maybe kitchen. Outside even.

He stood in silence for a moment, thinking. Finally he decided to go on upstairs to the living room. There was no harm in trying. On his way up, he heard girls laughing, Elliott’s teasing, and other little sounds that indicated people were already up. It was all muffled though while in the basement, and became clearer as he came to the living room. Elliot was walking out, probably to his room. Two girls, from what he could tell were Bristol and Georgia, were on the floor cuddling. Glancing around, he also spotted Mindy. Sitting in the corner in a rocking chair. He wasn’t surprised really.

After looking among them, he decided to go outside and sit on the deck. Hopefully no one would mind, it’s not like he wasn’t allowed to leave anyways. Making his way outside he was pretty sure no one noticed him. He took a seat on the edge of the deck, looking out into the forest. He heard breakfast would be delivered, and could wait for that.

"Get up sleepy head!!! Matty C. ordered breakfast!!"

Matt fell out of bed at the Bristol's words in his head. He was able to block out the music from across the hall, but the scream from downstairs was impossible to ignore. He woke up after that and sat in his bed, looking forward in deep thought. Bristol's voice in his mind snapped him out of it as he dusted himself off from the fall. He walked out of his room, still in his boxers and jumped into the shower, allowing the hot water to wash over his face, waking him up a little more. After a few minutes, he grabbed a towel and dried off, wrapping it around his waist, making sure it was secure and wouldn't fall off anytime soon. He quickly brushed his teeth and exited the bathroom, returning to his room to get dressed.

As Matt looked in his closet, he realized he felt a little drab today. Maybe it was being woken up with telepathy or maybe it was just a random mood, but Matt knew he needed to combat it. So, he pulled his phone from his nightstand and played a song to lift his spirits as he picked his outfit for the day; a pair of jeans and a white v-neck t-shirt. After putting on the clothes and a pair of sneakers from his closet, he exited his room and headed down stairs. On his way down, he passed by Elliot who he gave a small wave to as he passed. Matt was wary of Elliot. He couldn't help but be. With the packs uniting, a lot was changing and having two Alphas under one roof could have ended terribly, but it didn't. Quite the opposite actually and Matt didn't know which one of those possibilities scared him more.

After a minute or two of walking, he finally arrived where the others were congregating and found Georgia and Bristol laughing and cuddling on the floor. "You ladies having fun?" Matt said to the two women on the floor playfully as he sat on the couch nearby, making himself comfortable. It was then he noticed Mindy in the corner in a rocking chair. "And good morning to you too, Mindy." he said in an attempt to be polite. Ever since Matt met Mindy, she had been distant, but from what he'd noticed, that was her procedure for most people.