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Juliana Ramos

"Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear."

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a character in “When The Moon Rises”, as played by .euphoria.

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“Excuse me while I kiss the sky.”
― Jimi Hendrix








【More Than Just A Pretty Face...】
“Everyday I try to look my best, even though inside I’m such a mess…”
― Skylar Grey



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Full Name
My name is Juliana Santana Ramon-Lopez, long I know but it's a Spanish thing... I cannot help that. I only use my mother's last name because my father didn't play a huge role in my life. *shrugs*

Nicknames
Oh, with a name like Juliana what do you think? Of course there are the obvious ones like Ju Ju, Jules, JJ, and J. But, some people got creative and came up with the nickname Juliet. I don't allow anyone to call me by it though.

Race
Go ahead, make your jokes. I've heard them all already. But, I am a werewolf.

Powers
I am very large and have a bit more control of myself then other wolves do. Which is pretty hard to be able to say to someone. Other then that, I am pretty fast, in both forms. And, not to brag but my stamina, sense of smell, sense of hearing, sense of direction, and sight are all heightened. And, I am also the small... in both forms and I might not have the strength but I have to speed.

Role
I'm the scout of the pack, along with two others but, out of them all. I am by far the best.

Age
I'm young, I'm only twenty two.

Sexual Orientation
And since we were that close that you could ask me such a question?! Just kidding, I really don't give a crap what people think. My preference is my preference and mine alone. I'm heterosexual though.

Markings
I have a few tattoos on my body; One on my upper back of a cross one on my right shoulder blade of the quote "Never look back.", and the last one is on myleft side of a Dia De Los Muertos girl.




【Behind The Mechanics】
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“When you feel my heat, look into my eyes. It’s where my demons hide. It’s where my demons hide.”
― Imagine Dragons, Demons



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Likes
Moonlight Walks | Italian Food | Mixed Martial Arts | Jogging | Practicing | Being The Best | Arguing | Wicked (The Musical) | Winning | Italy | Starbucks | Chocolate | The Outdoors | Music (Folk, Indie, and Italian) | Using Sarcasm | Being By Myself | Reading | Sports | Being In Control | Things Done My Way | The Rain | Giving Advice | Soap Operas (Days of Our Lives, CentoVetrine , and General Hospital) | Music in General | My Friends | Dogs | Spicy Food | Swimming | My Pack | Tropical Birds "They are so beautiful." | The Alpha | Arguing | Speaking Spanish | Steak | Arizona Tea | Jogging | Stability | Things Being The Same | Organization | Dancing In The Rain | Bonfires | Dressing Up Once and A While | Her Boyfriend, Danny

Dislikes
Slow Dancing | Crying | Being Upset | Jealously | Pop, Rap, and Country Music | Abuse of Children | Being Lied To | Losing | Not Having Control | Lazy People | Fast Food | Reality Television | Cheaters | Getting Hurt | People With No Respect | Pity | People Asking About Her Past | The Rumors About Her Past | Sex/Having Sex | Romance in most situations | Weak People | The Word "Moist" | Death | Fire | Pain | My Scars | People Not Saying My Last Name Right | Jerks | Bullies | Those Bloodsuckers | Depressed People | Shots | Violence | Aggression | Needles | Anger: I hate having angry people in my life. | Falling in Love: I always end up leaving in the end...| Distractions | The Cacciatori | Losing Someone She Cares About


Fears and Phobias
| Alleyways | Never Starting A Family | Being Left Alone For Life | Fear of Puppets Please....don't ask | Abandonment | Being Bullied | Abuse | The Pitch Dark | Folklores: I believe in that shit! | Losing Another Child | Dying | The Afterlife | Going Deaf |

Aspirations/Dreams
I'm not one for thinking into the future, so I don't have a lot of dreams. But, I do want to live a long life and be with someone who loves me for me. Wolf and all. Other than that, I've always wanted to finish my education, go to college, get a career in art or something, Hell I don't know.

Secrets
I'm not one for secrets, I'm pretty much an open book to my pack. I mean, they know I have a human boyfriend, they know about my past, hell, I've told my closest friends about my pregnancy scare last year. I don't have any deep dark secrets like everyone else... Well, maybe the fact that I am losing my hearing slowly but surely... Ok, so what I'm going deaf! What's the big deal about it?

Personality
| Sarcastic, Strong, Determined, A Fighter, Intelligent, Protective |
"I will or could never be just one thing, I have many different parts of my personality that makes me... me. They all make me Angelina Santiago. To some, I know I come off as that responsible and mature woman, like a strong woman who knows herself, who she is, what she wants. And to others, and I know this for a fact, I come off as the strict and cold-heated Beta, unable feel an empathy for others. However, this Cuban here isn't one or the other. I'm both. I am true to my heritage and the way she was raised. I have always been as passionate, caring, and strong as my mother, Anya. I am a bit head head just like my mother was and in some cases, I can be far more stubborn than I should be. I am surprisingly one not to act on instinct. I just can't do it. I'm always the one slowing down and taking the time to think something through before making a decision. This fact leads me to sometimes think too much, a habit I've been trying to break. But, for the last twenty four years it has not been able to be broken. But like my father I am determined, protective, and a leader when needed. Having the heart of a bull. I am not one to take pity from anyone about anything and isn't above snapping on someone who sees me as inferior to them. And, I live to prove those types of people wrong. Which has made my father very proud. Something that I have always wanted to place from him; pride and acceptance.

I am, in two words, intelligent and sarcastic. I have what you Americans call a "sharp tongue", and I'm always ready with a quick comment or a sarcastic remark towards anyone, though I never mean to cause real harm to anyone. I am also one to always throw myself into everything I do even if that means having to keep at it for hours on end. Like I have done with my training and my dreams of becoming a leader of sorts. Which has been my dreams for the past, what... 26 years of my life. Since I was born, I knew what I wanted to do. And with those years behind me, I hate to lose or losing no matter what it is whether it's a case or a simple match of basketball. I hate losing to anyone! I do enjoy and love sports and I'm always at her best when I'm in a competitive mood to be frank. And then of course, I like to stay active, and with that, I have a strict schedule. Which has made her stricter on myself than how my parents were which is hard to believe but it is true. She has much control over myself and my decisions, always being the one to think of the outcomes. This is the part of me that I need to feel as if I have done something with my life and that everything that happened to her in her life means something that will help me in the long run.

Thus leading into the part of me no one ever sees: the insecure woman, the one who fears being forgotten and hurt so I second-guess every decision I make because it might not be good enough. This is the part of myself that I hide from the world. Not wanting to look weak. To anyone or incapable of anything. Even those close to me only ever get glimpses, never the full truth of the person that lies far from my serious surface. Overall, l'm like most people in the world who just wants to have all her hard work lead up to... something, anything that is worth remembering in history. Even is that means pushing the people away that I have taken for granted once and a while."





【A Glimpse Into The Past...】
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“I can't drown my demons they know how to swim.”
― Bring Me The Horizon


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Place of Origin
As you can tell, I have a rather thick accent, I mean I am Cuban on my father's side after all. I was born in the beautiful city of Santiago de Cuba, Cuba. Where I was raised most of my life. I moved to New Orleans when I turned fourteen though and then came to Italy when I was seventeen. So, of course I picked up the accent.

History
Hola and welcome to the story of my life, So grab a seat and some popcorn and listen as I tell you everything. My name is Angelina Maria Santiago-Leon and I was born in Miami Florida for the most part but, days later I was taken to the beautiful city Santiago de Cuba on the amazing and topical island known only as Cuba to a young and not married couple. Their names, I can't really remember but, in the news article I have of them it says their names were Candelaria Encarnición Leon-King, a young French woman who had came to America for vacation until she met the man known as Leodanis Javier Santiago, who just so happened to live in Cuba but came to Miami for a business trip. When she found out she was having me, they both decided on moving to Cuba where his family was. And, just like every teenage parent, my mother thought that my father would stay around once I was born. That was not the case. The day my mom came home from the hospital, my father was gone. No trace of him left in their home. And, what did my mother decide to do since it obviously my fault that I was born. So, from the age of two. She abused me. She would hit me with anything she could find, a remote, a high heel shoe, and even a piece of sugar cane from our garden. She starve me for days by locking me into my closet... It was so terrifying for me to suffer through it for almost three years. But, when I reached the age of five years old. She had enough. She left me in an alley, where she said she would be right back. Man, that was a load of bullshit. I waited for a couple a days for her to return with the candy she promised me. After actually getting it. I started to walk around the city for the foster center..... I got lost. Of course, being of the age of five. A young married American couple asked if I was lost and I said yes. They took me to the police to find my mother. But, it was no use. I was so young and didn't know her entire name. By the sign of the large scar on my right arm, they didn't want to find my mother. They said how they couldn't take me with them to their home in the United States. They were devastated but did everything they could to find me a group home that would treat me well. And the one they put me in was nice, it was not glamorous but it was better than my home life with the demon spawn of a mother. And until the age of sixteen, that where I lived with other children who were abandoned by the loved ones all for different reasons, some because of mental illnesses and other were just like me. They were just unloved and unwanted and... It hurt knowing that there were other parents doing this to their children. But, none had scars like I did.

When I was of the age of thirteen and woman walked in, claiming to be my mother. No one believed her but the moment I set my eyes on her... I knew. I knew it was her but, at the same time it wasn't. She was happy and smiling and married for fuck's sake! She was saying how she had changed and that wanted me back so I could live with her, my father, and my other siblings. I was young and naive so without thinking, I went. I was sad about leaving everyone in the group home but, I promised to always write them and be there for them whenever they needed me. I returned to our home village to this massive house that they all lived in which surprised me. I couldn't believe my mother and father actually fell back in love after she got rid of me. Worst thing is after they got back together is that they had more kids! Four to specify. And, I'm just thinking "Was I really that bad?" Yet, they did treat me like their other kids. They spoiled me and did whatever they had to in order for me to forgive them. I did. And, I'm happy I did. I could never see my life without parents in it, I'm not Batman... Bad joke. Anyways, after that I began getting a better education and graduated with a 3.8 GPA which wasn't bad. And at the age of eighteen when I graduated, I decided to try and leave Cuba in order to have a better life in America so what do I do? Like a dumbass, I get on a boat with my parents, siblings, and older cousin, Felipe to try to get to Miami... It worked! Don't get me wrong but, still it was dumb nonetheless. We ended up all being residents because our parents were smart, they took us to America where we were born and them raise in Cuba. Making us residents of the United States. Genius, right? So, we continued living our lives.

I then decided to go off on my own and move to the city of New Orleans, Louisiana. There is where my life changed forever. I got a house not far from this mansion which supposedly was where werewolves claimed years back, I didn't believe it. I thought they were normal people, they looked normal and seemed normal... Except for their tempers but, whatever. I was jogging in a small section of the woods that was my neighbors' and I begin to hear something. Before I know it I see this giant ass wolf stop right in front of me, look me right before I turned the opposite direction to get myself out of there. Hey, don't laugh! If you have a giant black wolf chasing you, what are you gonna do?! Let it get you?! Of course not, you run. And when I started running, I began to feel myself changing, I was getting faster, stronger, and well... I began to have a temper erupt that I never ha before. That's when I changed into my wolf form for the first time. Turns out, the that's what the jackass was trying to do, he somehow knew I was a wolf and he was trying to get me to change. Dick move, by the way but it made me feel as if I finally was complete. And that's what I need to feel. for once, I felt as if I knew exactly who I was and I loved feeling like that. When I told my parents they said they knew, it was a thing that was in our family for generations but only the "purest of the heart" got the gift. Which is why the last person known to have it was my grandmother, Felipa. None of my other siblings had it nor did my parents. I felt so special for once in my fourteen years of life.

I ended up moving in with my neighbors who also were the only pack in the city. And it was nice, sure they all had tempers at times but so did I. We still worked fine. Besides they offered protection and a bond that you felt like you needed after changing. For the next four years, life was good, I was young and stupid and only did the minimum in the little school I had. Other then that, I loved living my life, being young, just like almost everyone else in the pack. Yet, I was willing to go serious whenever those bloodsuckers thought of acting up. But, it wasn't until I turned seventeen, three years later. These... humans came and wiped us out. We were out on a full moon and all of a sudden one by one we began to fall to our deaths. I was always the fastest, which helped me get away. I told my family and they sent me away to Italy where I had a family member in a pack. They told me that the pack would take me in and protect me... And, well, I've been here ever since.



【Just A Little Extra...】
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“If you forget the way to go and lose where you came from. If no one is standing beside you, be still, and know, I am.”
― The Fray, Be Still



Snow Ghosts ♦ And The World Was Gone
You said you'd wait forever
But I blinked
And the world was gone
You wade through the water
Slowly your hands grow numb
I wish you felt me falling
I wish you'd watched over me
You said you'd wait forever
But I blinked
And the world was gone
And the world was gone
And the world was gone

I run through your head
Loud with a nightmare
Brushing your skin with my breathing
Turn out the light
And every nightlight
Run you can run you can run
I blink and the world was gone
I blink and the world was gone
I blink and the world was gone

You said you'd wait forever
But I blinked
And the world was gone
You wade through the water
Slowly your hands grow numb
I wish you felt me falling
I wish you'd watch over me
You said you'd wait forever
But I blinked
And the world was gone
And the world was gone
And the world was gone
Be what you want ♦ Robin Loxley & Oliver Jackson
The light of the dawn has no meaning
Your lost in the haze of the night
The strength that should be there within you
Is wasted and all left behind
I can see what it is you believe in
I can see you've got so much to hide
Everything you touch has no meaning
You need something to keep you alive
I can be what you want me to be
Don't just give me the words
Don't be setting it free
I'll be fine, I'll be safe, I'll hold on to faith, right here, yeah right here oh

Uh oh, uh oh oh
Uh oh, uh oh oh
Right here

Look through the haze of the evening
Let it open up and free your mind
It's time to jump in with no reason
It is time to see if fait can decide
I can be what you want me to be
Don't just give me the words
Don't be setting it free
I'll be fine, I'll be safe, I'll hold on to faith, right here, yeah right here oh

So begins...

Juliana Ramos's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Astrid Character Portrait: Jack DeCoste Character Portrait: Aeliana Sophia Holt Character Portrait: Mariette Le'Rouge Character Portrait: Landon Seymour Character Portrait: Michael Molinelli Character Portrait: Janelle Molinelli Character Portrait: Luca Agani Character Portrait: Scarlet Meade Character Portrait: Ryder Molinelli Character Portrait: Genevieve Le'Rouge Character Portrait: Zakhar Korzhakov Character Portrait: Sybil Parrish Character Portrait: Leanna Jo Harper Character Portrait: Juliana Ramos Character Portrait: Maxwell St. John Character Portrait: Carla Medici Character Portrait: Michael "Monster" Molinelli Jr. Character Portrait: Darcy Character Portrait: Stefano Klein Character Portrait: Victoria Calirillo Character Portrait: Andrew Black Character Portrait: Alessa Lightwood Character Portrait: Dr. Joseph Lennox Character Portrait: Dante Rella

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ImageTensions were high as black SUVs surrounded a small home on the outskirts of Rose, Italy. Speedboats came along the waterside of the home, docking and releasing a number of men and women dressed in black and armed with crossbows, rosaries, and holy water. It was like a scene from a movie as they swarmed the house and kicked down the doors, crashing in through the windows. Who were they and why were they there? An average onlooker wouldn't have the slightest idea, figuring that the rather peaceful residents might be drug dealers. Anyone looking at the scene could tell that the residents were either not there or the suits simply didn't find what they were looking for. A rather official looking man emerged from the home, ripping off his tie and throwing it to the ground before dropping to his knees in prayer. The house was completely devoid of life, not a single trace of vampire in the home. Either the leeches knew they were coming or their source was lying. Doctor Lennox was displeased that their trip to such a pitiful excuse for a town had turned out to be a waste of a ten hour drive and three hour preparation with a team of thirty men and women. They would be back on their way to Rome now, leaving in a hurry and without a care as plans were made to torture their prisoner for correct information this time around. As they drove away, golden orbs gave a light shine from the bushes nearby. Anyone looking from the outside would have sworn to Heaven and back that it was a giant black bear that was watching them before taking off.




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Location – Rose, Calabria, Italy – Luna Foresta – Casa dei Lupi Luna
Time – 5:28pm
Setting – Rose, Italy is hardly a city compared to the nearby cities of Rome, Milan, Venice, and Naples. It is still a beautiful little town, nonetheless. It's a quiet place and not really much goes on around there, easily overlooked by most people and not exactly a tourist hotspot. It is home to an ancient and proud Pack of Werewolves, though the numbers have dwindled since a major attack on them ten years ago. They are one of the many Packs that are dwindling in numbers, as many Packs across the world rarely have any more than ten or twelve members, most of them under the age of thirty. Their territories grow larger each passing month as the Cacciatori close in and wipe out the surrounding Packs. Living in Rose is also a small Coven of Vampires, finding it easier to dodge the Cacciatori than the Werewolves but still endangered as many of their fellow Immortals. The danger is not as much in Rose as it is in their neighboring big city -Venice- where the Cacciatori rule the world of daylight more so than ever. But every day, the Cacciatori get closer to discovering their whereabouts. After a close scare one week ago, the Vampires have teamed up (and moved in with) the Werewolves, hidden in the large forest outside of Rose.





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“Papa! Papa!” Janelle was the first to greet her father as he walked through the door. The burly man had anticipated her jump and caught her midair, swinging around with her. “Janelle, quello che ti ho detto di battere la gente a scuola?” His deep voice was stern as he stopped spinning with the small girl and watched as her green eyes were cast down. “Mantenere al minimo e non dimenticare di farle tenere la bocca chiusa.” He nodded as he set her down on the floor. “Esattamente. Quindi - La prossima volta, meglio tornare a casa per una storia la vittoria meno la chiamata dai vostri insegnanti.” The Italian man planted a kiss atop his daughter's head and ushered her off to finish her lunch before taking off up the stairs to the “Alpha Cave”. His room was the largest bedroom in the house and it was filled with things that you'd think you'd find in a hunter's lair; Trophy heads from various animals, a bear skin rug, fur blankets. The only things he didn't have were guns, having a particular distaste for the weapons.

The Alpha shed his uniform suit and tossed it into the hamper before donning a simple black tank top that hugged his cut muscles and a pair of loose denim pants, sliding a belt through the loops; he wasn't a fan of the sagging style. He let out a brief sigh of relief, hardly feeling comfortable in a suit even after so many years of being stuck in one. He ran his fingers through his thick, ebony mane as he left his room only to come face to face -sort of- with his son. Little Monster Mike looked up to his father with his innocent, soulful blue eyes as he spoke. “Ho bisogno di un nuovo libro. La Psicosintesi. E ' del dottor Assagioli tesi di dottorato.”, he stated plainly before walking away from his father to join his twin in the dining hall for steak before dinner would be started. He was hoping that his father would take them hunting.

The Alpha gave a curt nod with a lifted brow and parted his lips to warn his son about his hijinks, knowing that Monster and Trouble were planning something for the vampires, but the adorable boy was already running away to plot and chow with his sister. Shaking his head, the older man found his gaze shifting to the left. He walked down the hall some to meet a dead end where the wall was covered with picture frames holding portraits and pictures of all members of the Lupi Luna Pack, past and present. His favorite was that of himself with his mother. Janelle Chloe Carter (nee Molinelli) was one of the eight children of Alberto Molinelli and the last one to die. His mother, his uncles, his aunts, his grandmother, and his grandfather. They had all died at the hands of the Cacciatori but all of them -even himself- were too fool to look past their war with others to think the humans were capable of it. As Michael looked back now, thinking about how some things didn't add up... He knew it had been them.

And they would pay.

He didn't know when or how, but they would. Lately, he felt like giving up and sometimes he felt as though his family were all rolling over in their graves. His own brother and Beta with a vampire fetish, his Delta a halfbreed who seemed (embarrassingly) more Wolf than most of the other purebreds in the Pack, and his Scout a Half-Breed running around with a handicapped human trying to have the best of both worlds. If the pickings weren't so slim and her loyalty not so...wishy-washy, he would have killed the fool of a human by now. But, so long as he was safe (or alive, at least) she remained. Michael tended to brush off the smaller wolf when she moaned and groaned about his children harassing her and her human.

He honestly didn't care and assured her that she was doing it to herself. But, she was just a stupid kid. She wouldn't listen. That was fine. When they both realized how dangerous it was for them to be together, he wouldn't have to kill anyone. For now, he had just banned the boy from his land. While she was an irritating little thing, Juliana still had Wolf in her and her cousin, Grace needed her. Right now, he didn't have time to worry about some stupid girls though. He needed to find his brother. And Scarlet. He definitely needed to find Scarlet.

Heaving a heavy sigh, the Alpha turned away from the wall and made his way downstairs in the massive cabin out the in woods. This home was designed to house an entire Pack. As a child, he could remember when his mother ruled nearly fifty wolves. This home wasn't originally designed to be a home for everyone, but for those who had no other place to go. His grandfather had built this home with his wife and children after migrating to Rose from Rome.

It was originally just a secret summer home hidden in the hills of the forest of Luna for he and his family. Albeit, a large one. But he welcomed his Pack members when they needed a roof over their heads. It was the one place of his that the Cacciatori never found. Those who had gotten close died before coming within two hundred yards of the cabin by the lake. Michael had inherited two hundred acres of the forest from his grandfather who had been buying land for decades. It was great because it was all posted and hardly anyone trespassed. Those who did usually turned up dead anyways.

Michael had been raised in this house with twelve other young Werewolves - There were so many memories here. And now he was welcoming vampires...His grandfather and mother would take turns skinning him alive if they were standing before him right now. But maybe they would understand. This was for the survival of their races. If they knew what he knew, they wouldn't be so angry. He closed his eyes for a few moments and then opened them as he made his way into the large main dining room where his two children were hovering over a plate of raw steak and a piece of paper. They were incorrigible.

“Scarlet!” He threw his head back and called for her, letting loose a howl afterward that reverberated from every corner of the house and echoed outside as he called for his Sentinel.

It didn't take long for Scarlet to appear, an old fashioned camera in one hand while her other hand brushed leaves from her hair. “Hai chiamato?”, she said with an easy smile as she stopped in front of Michael.

Junior and Janelle looked over as Scarlet came around a corner, seemingly occupied with a camera before glancing at Michael. The children's faces lit up with bright smiles, readying themselves to dash away from the large table and embrace her with a hug - Janelle mostly wanted to tell her about the boy that she had beat up earlier at school and sent to the hospital with both legs broken. She was literally one narrowing of the eyes away from getting expelled. It was times like these when Mike wished that they had teachers in the Pack like they used to; younger Werewolves tended to have a lot of trouble getting through school with a perfect record.

Focusing on the task at hand, he gave his children a stern nod so that they returned to their scheming before wrapping Scarlet in a tight hug. “Ho fatto. Ho bisogno di tenere un occhio su alcuni dei vampiri. Non preoccupatevi di pattuglia, dovrò Grazia e Paolo su di essa in tua vece.” Scarlet happily returned Michael's hug, focusing on not thinking too much about his arms around her. “Nessun problema, Capo.” Scar replied with a playful smile as she pulled away.

He gave her a bashful smile as he reached up, towering over her even more as he did, though he was only scratching the back of his head. “E ho bisogno di guardare Ryder intorno a quelle zanne femminili ... e non esitano a dirmi quando esce di linea.” Rather than speaking of “stepping out of line” as people usually did, referring to rude or hostile behavior, he was more concerned with Scarlet checking to see if Ryder would be flirting. His dark brown eyes were pleading with hers as he looked into her blue orbs, placing a hand on her shoulder.

Scarlet placed a gentle hand over his and met his gaze, “Non ti preoccupare, terrò d'occhio la situazione.” She made a promise with a reassuring smile. He was the Alpha of the Pack so following his orders was literally written into her DNA, but with Michael, Scar would have done so anyway.

In the background, Janelle was making kissing noises and little Mike was rolling his eyes, obviously displeased. Mostly because he had a childlike crush on Scarlet, partly because his sister was being immature and he thought it was unbecoming of her. He grabbed her hand and their notebooks, exiting quickly with a glare towards his father. Michael gave a soft laugh and lifted a brow at Scarlet. “Credo che dovrei guardare fuori. So che il tuo ragazzo è pazzo geloso.” A teasing smirk appeared on his face as he let his eyes roam over the female in front of him as he quickly changed the subject to something lighter.

Scarlet couldn’t help but laugh at Michael’s remark. “Io avrei paura anche se piccolo Mike mi ha messo sulla sua lista nera.” She joked, the corners of her mouth lifting up into her own smirk. Scar ran a hand through her hair, turning slightly to watch the children leaving the dining room. “Ma non preoccuparti, io ti difenderò.” She added, her smirk turning into a grin as she gazed back up at the Michael.

“Oh? Scarlet proteggere me. Mi sento talmente sicuro.” That actually made him chuckle a bit as he tried to imagine a situation in which the much tinier female Wolf would ever be in a position to defend him. That was mostly his ego talking; He was a pretty big guy. Most people never pegged him as a doctor. They always assumed that he was a mechanic or a construction worker. Or a model. It was flattering.

Scar gave a nonchalant shrug before raising her eyebrows and smirking at the large Alpha. “Va bene allora, mi limiterò a sedersi e guardare come il mio ' fidanzato geloso ' ti insegna a non giudicare in base alle dimensioni.”, she teased, flashing Michael a cheeky smile. Scarlet couldn’t imagine a time when she would be needed to defend the giant standing in front of her, especially not against his nine year old son. That didn’t mean that she wasn’t willing to tease him about it though.

He gave her another hug as he checked his watch and gave a sigh. “Vamps dovrebbe essere sempre presto. Gioia.”





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ImageOne week. For one week, she had been shoved into a room that she shared with all the other vampires. She didn't just share the room with them, she was bunking with them. Sure, the beds had curtains in front of them to be pulled shut and the beds were very comfortable and the room was light tight... But how the hell was she supposed to get any privacy sharing a bedroom with seven other vampires? It was outrageous! She didn't even have enough closet space to fit all of her clothes, having to ship quite a few outfits out to her home in Iceland. Now she only had twelve measly outfits. It was barbaric. Okay... Not really. But she did enjoy having her privacy and her choices. For the past few days, she had contemplated simply leaving for a Coven more of her...caliber. But she decided that being this close to the Wolves was a once in a lifetime opportunity that no other Coven would be able to grant her. That, and she enjoyed that none of the other vampires pried for information. Though, the lack of conflict was an absolute bore. She'd have to make some trouble later.

Regardless of whether she felt like leaving or not, here she was. She was the first to rise, her eyes open long before the sun had begun to set. She had been lying with the curtain pushed back some so that she could feel the warmth of the sun stinging the side of her face. Cheveyo's blood was wearing off and the sun was beginning to irritate her flesh but she found it comforting nonetheless. As the sun said its farewell, she pulled the small curtain over the window shut and rolled over, right out of bed. She was the first to shower out of the eight and she took her sweet time doing so. The water was hot enough to burn flesh but it didn't bother her any. She enjoyed the heat, as it reminded her of her childhood when her father would find hot springs for them to bathe in. It was always a nice break from the usual ice and snow.

She opted for a rather “Plain Jane” outfit for the night, as opposed to her usual choice of clothing that didn't quite seem to fit the small village of Rose and most certainly not the surrounding forest of Luna. But her black and white outfit was just plain enough while at the same time satisfying the vampiric necessity to look fabulous. Her hair was dry within seconds after a quick bit of pacing at top speed, leaving her hair as fabulous as she was. But perhaps that was just her ego speaking.

Pshaw! What ego? She was simply...confident.

A fanged smile of bliss on her face, she left the bathroom, her fingers curled around the silver chain that rest around her neck before making her way out of the shared bathroom, through the shared bedroom, and down. She hadn't taken too long earlier that week to map out the entirety of the massive log cabin and she had to admit that she adored the architecture. Many parts of it were newer, more modern. It had been updated to accommodate the inhabitants. But there were still unchanged parts of it that she could simply stare at all day. Like that entrance! Positively perfect!

She'd draw it later, most definitely before anything happened and they had to leave. Or, Odin forbid, the Cacciatori found them and burned down the beautiful home. But her focus right now was on the wine cellar. She had spotted a particular brand that tickled her fancy earlier that week. No, it wasn't a nice 1970 Henri Jayer Richebourg Grand Cru, Cote de Nuits, France (She doubted these Wolves could afford that), but a more recent, twelve year old bottle of Kvöldsól. It was made using krækiberries; she used to eat them as a child and the wine they made was simply amazing when mixed with some nice, organic, O positive blood.

Her fingertips trailed along the bottles until she found the right one, plucking it from the shelf and speed off to the “guest kitchen” which made her wonder why the hell they needed a guest kitchen? Did they not allow guests to dine with them? Should guests feel flattered or offended that there was an entire wing of the home just for them? Sure, the good stuff was located in the Pack's end of the house on the west, but still. She was a bit bothered when she would cross to the west side of the home and receive a few dirty looks. Either way, she was content with the cozy guest kitchen, pouring a glass of the wine and glancing up to see a young Native American man appear with a glass milk bottle filled with red liquid.

“Gott kvöld, elskan. Engin hvutti passar dag?”, he teased as he handed her the glass of blood and watched her mix it with the wine. “Gefðu hvolpinum um tuttugu mínútur eða svo. Hann verður hér.” She took a long sip before leaning back against the counter. “Fara á undan og höfuð út til Rómar til að kíkja á viðskiptavini okkar. Hittumst þar síðar.”

Their exchange was brief, the male disappearing in a flash of blue light and leaving behind a scent that made her skin tingle with warmth, reminding her of a bakery. Jack was the only other vampire she had let meet Cheveyo, but she had never told him what Chev was. As far as the majority of the world was concerned, Faeries were myths. And she was going to keep it that way. Thinking of Jack, she wondered where the young thing was right now. She wanted to go for a run with him and show him some flowers that Cheveyo had shown her centuries ago.




Translations (In order of dialogue)

“Daddy!”
“Janelle, what have I told you about beating people up at school?”
“Keep it to a minimum and don't forget to make them keep their mouths shut.”
“Exactly. So – Next time, I better come home to a victory story minus the call from your teachers.”
“I need a new book. La Psicosintesi. It's Doctor Assagioli's Doctoral Dissertation.”
“You called?”
“I did. I need you to keep an eye on a few of the vamps. Don't worry about patrol; I'll have Grace and Paolo on it in your stead.”
"No problem, Chief."
“And I need you to watch Ryder around those female fangs...And don't hesitate to tell me when he steps out of line.”
"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on things."
“I guess I should watch out. I know your boyfriend is crazy jealous.”
"I’d be scared too if Little Mike put me on his blacklist."
"But don’t worry, I’ll defend you.”
“Oh? Scaret protecting me. I feel sooo safe.”
“Alright then, I’ll just sit back and watch as my ‘jealous boyfriend’ teaches you not to judge by size.”
“Vamps should be getting up soon. Joy.”
“Good evening, love. No doggy sitter today?”
“Give the puppy about twenty minutes or so. He'll be here.”
“Go ahead and head out to Rome to check on our clients. I'll meet you there later.”



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Character Portrait: Michael Molinelli Character Portrait: Luca Agani Character Portrait: Scarlet Meade Character Portrait: Ryder Molinelli Character Portrait: Leanna Harper Character Portrait: Juliana Ramos Character Portrait: Stefano Klein

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Juliana was fast asleep until she felt movement on the other side of the large bed. She groaned as she got up to her love stretching his arms above his hand as he let out a loud yawn. He looked down at his girlfriend before smiling and bending down to kiss her forehead. "Hey beautiful." He said as he signed the words as well. While Danny's English wasn't the best, he wasn't born deaf meaning he knew a few words that he saw as important. The half-breed smiled before getting up herself and laying her head on his bare shoulder. Danny chucked a bit before looking down, admiring his love's bare body. "You know you're not wearing any clothing, right?" The girl looked down before pulling the blanket up to her chest. "You couldn't have told me that before?" She told him while signing back to him. The man just shrugged.

"How was I suppose to know you wouldn't remember something like that. I thought you wouldn't forget last night at all." Juliana just rolled her eyes before grabbing the robe set on the floor next to her. As she slid it on, she stepped out of the bed with a smirk on her face. Danny just watched her motions all with a smirk on his face. "I have to go. So, I'm taking a shower."

"Why? Can't we just spend the day together," He asked before getting out of the bed with nothing but his boxers on. "Just the two of us? No wolves, no Michael, no supernatural shit of any kind?" He asked before wrapping his arms around his girl's slim waist. "As much as I would love that. I can't. We're due for a hunt and it's almost six in the evening, and we all have to be there. Besides, I don't know how much Michael would be okay with that. With me skipping out." The boy just rolled his eyes at his girlfriend's answer. "Michael this, Michael that. I know he's your...leader or whatever the hell you call it but, he treats you and I like we're shit, has refused to let me come anywhere near that house, and has made it clear that he doesn't want us together.

"Don't you think I know that..--"

"Then why don't you just leave. You know, we could run away and find a pack that actually cares about you." Danny wasn't a fan of the Alpha. In all honesty he probably hated him just as much as Michael hated him. He only met the man when Jules first joined the pack but, that was enough for the two to pass judgment on one another. "It's not that simple, Danny. There's a lot of stuff going of that you wouldn't understand. Right now, I need to stay here. Whether or not I want to. The second this passes over, I promise that we can go somewhere, anywhere. Okay?"

"You promise?"

"I promise." She signed to him before looking him in the eyes. Danny was a bit skeptical if she really meant what she was saying but, the couple has been together long enough for him to take her word. The Italian man sighed before letting go of her and sitting down on the edge of the bed. "Ok, I trust you. But, if you can get away later today, let me know." Juliana nodded before giving him a passionate kiss on the lips but before he got too into it, she pulled away with a smirk on her tan face. "Okay, I'll call you." She told him in sarcasm. "Oh, you're so fucking funny."

"I know, that's why I said it." With that, Danny pulled her in for one more kiss before letting her go and watching her enter the bathroom. When she closed the door, she shook her head before turning on the shower. She hated when Danny put her into situations like this. As much as she disliked the way the Alpha treated Danny, Michael wasn't that bad to her. He still protected her whenever he needed to. And she would feel like a traitor if she did leave the pack. Something her parents never would approve of her being.

After about twenty minutes, Juliana had her damp hair in a ponytail and a towel wrapped tightly around her body as she stepped out of the steamy bathroom and into the cold bedroom. She walked over to the dresser and pulled out a pair of jeans and a shirt that she kept over her house. She slipped on the clothes before walking out the door to the kitchen to see Danny sitting on the counter with a mug in his hands. He looked towards her with a smile. "I made coffee. Want some before you leave?" She moved over to him a kissed his cheek before signing to him. "Love some but, no. I really have to get going before the pack gets worried about their poor little mutt." Danny rolled his eyes before wrapping his arms around his girl one more time before leaning in to kiss her goodbye. The Cuban girl smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck, every time one of them tried to pull away the other one would just pulled them back in.

It wasn't until Juliana got a post from her cousin, that the pair actually pulled away from one another. Reading it, she silently cursed in her mind. "That's my cue to get going. I love you and I'll sneak away if I can."

"Love you too, Juliet." She grabbed her bag before running out the door, down the steps of his house. She heard someone snapping and looked up to see her boyfriend on the balcony. "You forgot your medication." He told her before dropping it into her hands. She slipped it into her bag before blowing him a kiss. "Thanks, baby. Love you."

"Love you back." The girl got on her motorcycle before waving to her boyfriend who waved back before walking inside to get ready for the day. It didn't take the girl too long to get back to her pack's house. She put her bike back where it belong before rushing inside. She smiled towards her cousin and raised an eyebrow while to older cousin came to meet her at the door asking with a very upfront question. "Well? What happened? Did you finally..--" Juliana cut her off before motioning her to lower her voice a bit. "I'll tell you later. Now, shut up." Ever since she told her cousin about what was happening to her, Grace took it upon herself to try and learn sign language.And for a beginner she was doing quite well. "Oh, I knew it! I knew you guys would! So, how was it?"

"Gracie, I'm not talking about this with you right now. I'll tell you later, got it?" Grace groaned softly before answering with a curt, "Fine." She walked into the kitchen with her cousin be her side before leaving the side of the younger cousin to get some juice from the refrigerator. "Good afternoon everyone."

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Astrid Character Portrait: Jack DeCoste Character Portrait: Mariette Le'Rouge Character Portrait: Michael Molinelli Character Portrait: Janelle Molinelli Character Portrait: Luca Agani Character Portrait: Scarlet Meade Character Portrait: Ryder Molinelli Character Portrait: Zakhar Korzhakov Character Portrait: Leanna Harper Character Portrait: Juliana Ramos Character Portrait: Michael "Monster" Molinelli Jr. Character Portrait: Darcy Character Portrait: Stefano Klein Character Portrait: Dante Rella

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“Sounds lonely.” Leanna replied softly as Janelle and Jr. wandered away, wishing not for the first time that the twins had other pups their age to socialize with. Human children, while perhaps not inferior in all the senses Jr. claimed, were most definitely not ideal playmates for were-pups who could literally turn their human peers into mincemeat if they truly tried. Lonely and unchallenging Leanna thought regretfully before making her way to the kitchen and saying her good mornings before grabbing a glass of water. She didn’t like taking food from the pack home, and it was rare for her to do so unless she’d brought a load of groceries and cooked a meal for everyone first.

Leanna’s ears perked up when Michael mentioned Ryder. She hadn’t seen him since that morning, but knowing him like she did, Leanna had a pretty good guess. She never had to answer however, as Ryder showed up moments after Michael asked after him, smelling like shower gel and dampness. On him, it wasn’t unpleasant. At the entrance of Dante however, Leanna stiffened considerably, instinctively inching closer to the omegas as her eyes following every movement of the unpleasant vampire who sent Ryder a mean look before stalking away. Leanna’s hearing was very good, and the muttered insult added to the flash of protective anger that passed through her, making her bristle before she shoved it down. Imagining everyone else, especially Luca and Stephano, had been put of edge by the brief encounter as well, Leanna projected out a sense of calm and ease as a small comfort to her pack mates.

Ryder’s suggestion of a hunt seemed to cut the tension, at least from her perspective, and Leanna agreed. If only to go out running as a wolf again. It had been a few days since she’d had the chance to indulge that pastime, and her inner wolf was crying out for the freedom of the forest. “The opportunity to stretch our legs would be nice.” Leanna chimed in quietly, so as not to seem demanding.


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“Cheating…” Darcy groaned as Jack and Astrid took off without the puppies, part of her wanting to join them for the excuse to get out of the stupid house. She wasn’t close enough to Jack or Astrid to go crashing their plant party though, and Astrid was definitely not the person to piss off, so Darcy resisted the urge. Instead, she decided to go exploring around the house, and zipped back to her bunk to retrieve her candy stash. Feeling in the mood for something she could chew viciously, Darcy pulled out her pack of strawberry twizzlers and began her trek about the enormous house. It really was a nice pad they had set up here. 'How the furry half lives...' she thought, mildly amused by her own joke as she began poking around the hallways for something interesting. She hadn’t been walking for too long before she ran across two pint sized puppies whom she recognized vaguely as the alpha puppy’s kids. Had Darcy been prone to wiser behavior, she might have simply backed off and gone down another hallway to avoid the two altogether. Darcy however, was Darcy, and she was nothing if not nonchalantly reckless, and continued her snooping.

“Munchkins.” Darcy offered in greeting with a lazy two finger salute with a twizzler hanging from between her teeth, looking particularly non-threatening. Vaguely she held out the pack of twizzlers in offering, not caring particularly whether they took one or not. “You guy aren’t one of those freak kids who aren’t allowed to have sugar right? Cause that’d just be depressing.” Darcy drawled lazily in Italian.