The Beast...(Nexus)

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“You could always jump...”

“Danny...you're so funny...”

“Are you gonna just let them live?”

“I'll fucking kill you Daniel!!”

“Why...god why did you have to do this...”

“...It's all over...”

Daniel woke to the remaining echo's in his brain, he stared up at his ceiling fan...he was in the living room? He sat up only to watch an empty beer bottle fall out of his lap and onto the floor. He gave a grim stare, sighing he held his head feeling a slight headache coming on, standing up he checked his watch hour before work. Daniel grumbled he hated work but he needed to make a living; he walked down the small hall way only to feel something squishy underneath his foot, he looked down lifting his
foot slightly to see a candy bar with some melted chocolate now fusing the two together. He gave a moan of disgust picking the rapper of his foot. Daniel glanced around at what he could see in his house, wrappers, beer bottles, old Chinese take out not to mention dirty laundry thrown in every which way and direction. He deal with it later...though a little voice inside his head said that he'd has been saying that for the past three months.

Daniel walked into the kitchen, yawning and scratching his ass he lazily opened the fridge, leaning on the door he bent down pulling out an beer. He popped the cap setting it on the counter, he opened up a cupboard pulling out a small pill bottle. He popped two in his mouth, taking a swig of his beer he swallowed them ignoring the don't take with alcohol label printed in big letters.

Closing the cupboard door he walked into his room still holding his beer when a small lump of sandy fur crawled out from under his bed, it waged it's tail giving a high pitched bark. “Hey Chomper, you hunger boy?” The dog barked happily running out into the kitchen sitting next to his empty bowl. Daniel gave a small smile walking over to the closest, opening it he pulled out an empty bag of dog food...“Uh...” Daniel opened the fridge, quickly looking around before pulling out a box of chow main dumping it into the dog's bowl. The chihuahua whined softly cocking it's head to the side. “Hey it's Chinese...you're Mexican...makes sense.” The dog stood and began eating.

Daniel set his beer down for a moment walking back into his room, getting ready for work. He decided to wear a white shirt with a black tie, pant's and jacket to match. He looked professional but he didn't act like it. Walking back into the living room, he picked up his messenger bag slinging it over his shoulder. Putting on his work shoes he grabbed his beer again as he petted Chomper before opening the door slightly. “Hold the fort for me while I'm gone.” Chomper barked letting his tail wave Daniel goodbye.

Daniel stepped out onto the crisp white painted porch, breathing in the morning air...at least that was one good thing about to day it was actually a nice day. He locked his door, turning stepped down to the driveway, He leaned back drinking the rest of the beer in one swig till there was nothing left, burping rather loudly he wiped his mouth with his sleeve, only to notice his neighbor Mr. Norman who was only a few feet behind Daniel's white picketed fence tending his hedges, looking at his in disgust. Daniel gave him a grumpy glare.“What are you looking at?” The older name gave an even more disgusted look but other than that seemed to be quite use to Daniel attitude. Tossing the bottle onto the grass, Daniel stepped into his car, turning it on he pulled out of his driveway...making his way to another fun filled, helping others day of work...

“Denied!?...You're denying my claim!”

“Sorry, Ms...Ms. Garotting but section seven paragraph four clearly states that our plain does not cover, animals...” Daniel rubbed his temple, growling softly at the feeble old lady as she broke out into a typical old lady sob story that he really really didn't want to listen to. He tried to hold back his anxiety as he glanced at the four gray walls of his small cubicle that were now slowly closing in on him. He quickly turned his head down to look at the file on his desk.

“L-Look Ms. Garotting, if you want help, take this up to the next floor...Someone up there can help you.” He handed her a file to fill out before looking down at his watch, after this he could go home. He held his head, tapping his finger rather loudly on his desk as he waited for the woman to finish. He clenched his eyes tight, the echoing was coming back. He left his forehead beginning to sweat, standing up rather quickly he raced to the bathroom, nearly collapsing onto the sink as he slashed some water in his face, he looked up weakly up at the mirror only to see himself with a dark twisted grin on his face.

“Come on Danny don't you remember how much fun it was...ripping there limbs apart, devouring them as they screamed?”

Daniel wrenched his eyes away, by now he was shaking as he feebly grabbed for the pill bottle in his pocket wrenching out two more pills he popped them in his mouth using the tap water to wash them down. He let his legs buckle underneath him only using his arms for support as he waited for the pills to start taking effect. Building up the courage he slowly brought himself up to the mirror again, this time it was only him and nothing else.

When he got back the old lady was gone, he sighed slightly happy as he begin to pack his bag and shut of his computer. He looked at the time it was almost five, slinging his bag over his shoulder wondering what he could have for dinner he probably have beer again...Another co-worker who was also getting ready to leave stopped by Daniel's office. “Hey Daniel!” She beamed but only got a grunt of acknowledgment in return as Daniel continued to pack his things, not even looking at the girl. “Guess what there's a full moon tomorrow night and they say it gonna be clear that night to, isn't that awesome!?” Daniel dropped the pens that he had been holding...a full moon already!? He sighed deeply well at least he had tomorrow off he could re-bored his house tomorrow, he had enough ply wood so he didn't need to go bye any. “Yeah that's cool...I guess.” Putting the pens in his bag he walked out of the building only to notice that the sun was gone and a thick lot of heavy rain had come to replace it. Making a dash for the employee parking lock, he opened his car door and started the engine. Making his way down the streets, the ran was so thick he could barely see anything.

Daniel had been currently stopped at a red light as he drummed his fingers against his steering wheel. He was the only car out in this weather...lucky him. His patience for some reason was almost completely gone as the light had been red for the past five minutes. When the light did turn green Daniel wasted no time he swerved around the sharp corner. His eyes widen as a flash of color suddenly appeared and stopped in front of his car, Daniel slammed on the breaks just missing the figure by a few inches. Daniel stared, dumbfounded for a moment before getting out of the car angrily in the pouring rain; whoever had made him stop so suddenly was going to pay...

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As it was already nightfall Tala had little to say in response to this injustice on her person as she was effectively locked away in her Lycan's wolf form, without another means of communication she merely snarled and snapped her jaws in response to his angry glares. Already soaked to the bone her lustrous assortment of muddy chocolate browns, golden honey yellows and storm cloud gray pelt had been reduced to more of a wish-washy tanned color and although she still held all the strong features that made her a wolf there was something oddly out of place by the fact that she was carrying a pretty pink box tied with a bright red ribbon that seemed to form a mangled bow although this was the part she held in her razor sharp, perfectly white jaws.

Memorizing the guys face for future reference was a difficult task as the heavy rain blocked out all but the most basic features of his face, though he looked as raggedy and run down as she felt at this moment in time. Dragging herself to a sitting position the little Lupe examined the damage he'd done with his useless metallic beast, he'd clipped her back legs in his attempt to swerve and miss her and although there would be no permanent damage by the morning, or so she hoped, it was difficult for her to move anywhere right now. She let the pink box about the size of her narrow head, fall to the ground as he drew nearer. It was full of an assortment of dog biscuits anyway so there was no need for her to worry about breaking them. Snarling viciously as he paused for a moment to survey the scene.

"Well at least he has the common decency to stop and discover what he'd done... Stupid Idiot."

She thought still growling low as he finally noticed her and the damage he'd done to her back legs, the right one was broken just below the knee and the left one apart from a few seriously swollen gashes where it had come in contact with the asphalt was otherwise fine. Her soft fluffy tail was still intact with minimal damage but the combined effect of having a swollen left leg and a broken right one, meant it would be almost impossible to drag herself out of the street let alone home in a timely fashion before the greater mass of the storm hit the city... yes, it was going to get worse.

It had been such a good day up until now too, the shop were she worked had been quiet for most of the day but the influx of deliveries had kept her busy enough and out of the shop owner's hair for the better part of the day... much to Tala's relief, the woman could be overbearing at times and more often than not over protective of her beautiful little charge. A series of unfortunate events had plagued the Lycan Werewolf hybrid since she was little but now she'd found a place to hide, she'd also discovered that she could live a fairly normal life as long as she was able to explain why she had to lock up the shop well before sunset every day and why she could not join the shop owner for dinner once every month a feat so far she'd had no trouble with as she always seemed to have an excuse up her sleeve and the fact that her deliveries made more than enough to cover the cost of the few hours she couldn't work after dark meant that she was seldom questioned anyway.

She couldn't escape the thought that this heavy rain, as bitterly cold as it was, would only be the start of a storm that could possibly last all day tomorrow. She didn't know what kind of drugs this guy was on but there was a storm warning in effect, the one that said 'driving should be avoided' though to be honest she shouldn't have been walking around in it. This was her last delivery for today though, an exceptionally easy one as it was her own house she was delivering to. She sighed heavily forgetting her injuries for a moment, she wouldn't be able to get very far like this though, she'd have to play poor-defenseless-injured-doggy if she wanted to get out of here before the full moon tomorrow whether it was raining or not the moon always had an undesirable effect on her.

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Daniel stared still very darkly down at the mutt, that sat near the front of his car, he only notice now that he had actually hit the damn animal as it snarled at him. It's deep growls didn't phase him at all only pissed him off more. “I thought I had actually hit someone...” If it had been a person then he would have been more screwed as his job would quickly be after his own ass. He had been out of the car now lest than fifty seconds and already he was soaked to the bone.

Growling he walked closer to the animal to the point were he was towering over it. “What are you stupid? What kind of dog is out in this weather, thought you guys have more sense.” He turned to walked away but stopped and look back. “This is nothing but your fault, mutt.” He could tell very much that it was his but he didn't care. Daniel hopped back into the car, shutting the door he backed up before swerving away splashing the dog with a large amount of muggy water before driving up the road. No way he was going to go out of his way to help some animal, most likely a stray of all things...No way. He looked up at his mirror, seeing the animal try and limp away. He shook his head vigorously it was a stray it was caught out in this weather all the time. Not with broken legs which by the way you caused to happen. His mind scolded him, he couldn't believe the battles he had with himself sometimes...But still no way he was going to help that mutt.

He glanced up at the mirror again only to see it attempt to walk but only to fall in the large puddle that he had splashed her with. Still there was no chance of him stopping, but to his soon acknowledgment he had already stopped...he was getting out of the car, racing down towards the pitiful mutt that by now seemed to have given up at the concept of being rescued as it laid there in the puddle of water.

He picked it up quickly along with the weird package, minding the legs he cradling the animal which for it's size seemed rather tiny in his arms. He jogged back to his vehicle placing the mutt into the passenger seat in such a way that it was not having to support itself on it's back legs. He stepped into the drivers seat, talking one glance at the animal before heading for home.

The animal didn't look at him only rested it's head on the side window not that Daniel cared much but the physical act...seemed very human. Daniel shook his head not putting much thought into it. When he got home the rain had worsen making the task of holding a dog in your arms while juggling with the keys very difficult but he somehow managed to do it.

Walking into the door he was quickly met with a sharp yippee barking, Daniel growled kicking the door closed with his foot. “Chomper shut up! It's only me...” The chihuahua stopped as it made a dash for it's owner sliding to a halt at Daniel's feet. Once it noticed the other animal it began barking again, Daniel shoved it gently to the side making his way towards the living room chomper still tailing him barking.

His living room would have looked really nice if only for the fact that every inch of it was either covered with beer bottles/cans with the occasional wine bottle, dirty laundry and trash which was beginning to smell. Daniel still holding the wet mutt kicked a large dog bed over to the electric fire place that seemed to be the only thing not covered in garbage. Gently as possible he laid the dog down on the bed, the dog seemed literally drenched. Running into the bathroom he pick up one of the few clean towels he had. Heading back into the living room he knelt down in front of the dog, placing the towel on top of the dogs head; it growled softly at him but did not resist to the idea of getting dried off. When she seemed only damp Daniel stopped letting the heat from the fireplace do the rest.

He got up loosening his tie, pulling it off and flinging it in a random direction as he headed into the bathroom for a shower, undressing he stepped in letting the hot water drum against his ears; drowning out any voices that might have wanted to appear. One shower later, Daniel stepped back into the living room noticing Chomper hopping around the other dog like a two year old, the other dog was massive compared to him..as well as any other dog. “Chomper knock it off...” Daniel sighed deeply still using the towel around his neck to dry his hair, he had put back on his white work shirt but had left it undone do to just pure laziness, his chest was rock hard with a six pack to boot which he didn't fully understand seeing as he never really worked out...though when you're a werewolf you tend to burn the fat before it can even settle. He had put on a old pair of jeans that without the belt hung loosing around his waist.

He sat down at the couch glancing up at the mutt that now was just staring at him. He gave an slight arched eyebrow was he that scary looking? Though he did look like a fate worse than death with the dark heavy rings under his eyes that went nicely with his scared up face. He lost interest with the dog as he began to grope around inside his couch pulling out dozen of socks and other articles of clothing before yanking out a small clear bottle of vodka. Grinning like a drink he stood up walking out of living room more to just go have a drunk in his room than letting the dog to it privacy. He called out for Chomper who quickly followed. He shut the door, screwing off the cap he placed two pills that had been sitting on his end table into his mouth swallowing down the vodka like it was water. He laid back his bed already half way done the first one with a dozen more under his bed...

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Tala sat there looking and feeling quite rejected as he sped away, had she expected anything less from a mindless human? no wonder her kind fed off them, killed and enslaved them. They were pathetically useless creatures that insisted on destroying everyone else's lives. It was worse than that though she had to now somehow get herself out of this wretched storm... picking up herself in an amazing effort on her part to push through the pain she quickly learned she had more strength that she was willing to admit. Though she'd attributed this new found strength to the days, weeks, months and possibly a whole year she'd spent running from the Hunters, the murderous slayers that had killed her father and then her mother as well.

She had no desire to exact her revenge on them, they were fearful humans after all. Not understanding the pains of life as only one of her kind could. Tala sniffed, breathing in harshly as she tried to limp away and fell down. Hitting the ground hard and landing in the muddy puddle that wretched human had sprayed her with, cursing him severely in her mind as she lay there with her eyes shut tight to the barrage of painful muscle tearing agony and rush of overwhelming senses as the fresh earthy smell of rain water, mud and car exhaust hit her. Surely she was going to die of pneumonia here or something far worse and all because of that stupid idiotic... Huh? Suddenly she was hoisted into the air, strong but slightly warm arms wrapping around her lithe frame like a harness lifting her out of the muddy mess below and back into the freezing wet other world.

What was going on? Growling defensively the little Lupe glanced up at her rescuer, her growl continuing on to defiance and anger as she realized it was the same idiot who had run her over and then blamed her for it. He had been the one that hadn't bothered looking at where he was going there was a crossing there after all, she knew because she'd been using it. What kind of a monster ran over any member of the canine family and simply drove away? she would have reprimanded and scolded him with words if only she'd been in her usual human form but she wasn't and he had come back for her... even if he was a stupidly idiotic fool. He placed her gently upon the passenger seat of his car, the monstrosity that had caused her injuries in the first place and for once she was asking why?

Why was he being so gentle? Why did he suddenly have a change of heart? it seemed odd to question him about his previously under-handed comments compared to his current actions so she didn't bother trying. Not that she could a word out edge-ways anyway she was a wolf. Though he'd called her a dog... that seemed rather odd to Tala, though she guessed the heavy rain had messed up her coat and made her look somewhat like a regular stray a dog carrying a parcel could hardly be called a poor pathetic stray. She didn't bother looking at him or trying to correct his assumption of her as he stepped into the drivers seat and took off once again for what she assumed would be home. Placing her chin upon the edge of the car door's arm rest so she could see out the window, Tala watched lazily as the cars, brightly lit street lamps and the blurred mirage of neon shop signs went whizzing past. It was far better being inside a warm car than outside under it, she mused to herself. The pain in her back legs forming more of a tingling numbness now as the cold damp set deeper into her furred hide.

That was the great thing about being a wolf at least you had a few layers of fur to keep you warm on such a night even it was soaked through and becoming a distraction at least she wouldn't freeze to death sitting in his car. It smelled strangely of new paper, like freshly pressed wood inked and typed into purposeful existence. Did he work at an office? He wore a suit maybe he was a lawyer, or some kind of official. They never bothered to look where they were going... or worried about who they hurt in their attempts to get where they were going. Suddenly the ride was over, the car slowing outside a darkened building. All Tala could see was the broken unkempt fence and she hoped he hadn't just decided to deliver her to the pound. Surely it would be closed at this time of night anyway... a new wave of confusion and panic gripped her but she couldn't turn and run away, she couldn't use her legs at all what was she going to do?

Her back legs had seized up with the cold now seeping into her skin and bones it made the painful torn and grazed muscles numb but the break in her leg was only just now getting worse. He got out of the car and for a few brief seconds Tala was worried at what he might do to her, as he picked her up again and headed for the door she finally realized he had taken her home with him. A little shocked and surprised with that fact in mind Tala looked up at his face as he frowned with concentration fumbling with his keys as he tried to juggle her weight on his arms and unlock the door at the same time. She knew she wasn't very heavy a life time of running had given her a rather slim line figure of underlying muscle and tendons that could be used with great power to excellerate her beyond normal human physiology. Though she didn't expect this stupid idiotic human to know much about that... he did use a car after all to get around and even it paled in comparison to her flat out speeds that rivaled even that of a bullet train.

“Chomper shut up! It's only me...”

She was momentarily distracted from her train of thought by his reprimanding tone The same growling harsh tone he'd used against her earlier, the little dog was only defending its territory he shouldn't have been so annoyed by it. Glancing from his face to the floor and around the rooms he was carrying her through she noticed the mess, good god no wonder guys were such idiots she could count at least three major health and safety issues not to mention several other smaller implications against his person. What a weirdo... she was slightly more interested in the little chihuahua that wouldn't shut up, as he put her down on a rather dusty old dog bed that was far too big to be the chihuahua's, she wondered momentarily what had happened to other occupant but as Chomper was now investigating her painfully damaged rear legs she decided to focus on him instead.

Growling softly as the human attempted to dry her off, the unwanted physical contact had surprised her but not completely as she almost enjoyed the pat down. Leaning into the soft dry towel as it rubbed away the cold muddy water leaving her somewhat relieved, though her legs still hurt at least she wouldn't freeze to death over night. "He's not all bad... I suppose" She thought contently combing back through her damp fur that was now ruffled and unkempt. Straightening and smoothing her coat, she paid little attention to the man as he took his tie off and flung it to a corner of the room. Tilting her head to one side as she attempted to tidy up the fur underneath her front paws, she kept an eye on the human as the annoying little dog wandered over yet again to investigate her work and sniff the towel he'd used to dry her off with. The man quickly disappeared and Tala heard the sound of rushing water and saw the steam leaking out from underneath the bathroom door that wasn't too far away.

The little chihuahua had returned, assuming she was some sort of new toy or friend to play with he started running around her, barking and jumping up and down like, well like a Mexican jumping bean. Raising an eye brow in mild amusement and curiosity she wondered what he intended to do, she was at least twice his size if not bigger and was hardly impressed by all this attention. Laying her head on her front paws for a rest she kept her eyes open laying an ear flat back against her head as the other remained pricked forwards listening as the man re-entered the room. "My bite is worse than my bark little one..." she growled sternly, giving the little dog a sharp warning yip to let him know she was not messing around. She was in pain and wasn't entirely upset when the little dog and the man retreated to what was probably his bedroom. The warmth from the electric heater was enough to dry her fur completely and provide her some comfort but Tala was hungry and her box of freshly baked dog biscuits was no where to be seen. Had the human left it in the car? She sniffed the air having avoided it before because of all the garbage lying around. Her suspicions were confirmed when her senses returned a pungent stench of decaying take away and disgustingly filthy laundry.

Ergh, yuk... perhaps he is that bad. She thought bitterly to herself as she tipped a rotting chinese container halfway over in an attempt to find something remotely edible nearby that would tide her over until the morning when she would hopefully be able to leave this place on her own. As she knocked the container over though it set in motion a domino effect of avalanching garbage, containers and clothes that snowballed until it hit a nearby bookshelf and dropped books and more clothes in and around the dog bed. Half emerging from the chaos and putrid debris, Tala was mortified to find she had a pair of old boxers on her head and a dirty shirt wrapped around her neck as well as a larger pile of clothes on her back legs painfully crushing them. Yipping loudly to get the mans attention, she used her front paws to free her head of the disgustingly gross boxers and shook off the shirt trying feebly to drag herself out of the rest of the mess as sharp shooting pains came shooting up her spine, indicating her legs were indeed buried deeper than she had originally thought besides that though.... she was still hungry.

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Daniel growled deeply from under a pillow, the wolf that he had yet to discover was actual a wolf was yelping loudly hurting his ears. He gave a small roar of frustration ripping the pillow off his face, he stomped over to his door kicking it open with so much force that it dented the wall.

Daniel wasn't mad, but unless you knew him that's how you would describe him. He stomped into the living room where the wolf was now laying half covered in cloths with it's ears pined back. Guess it hadn't been expecting the reaction that it had received. "You stupid animal what did you do?!" Part of his living room floor was no longer visible.

He walked over to the wolf, glaring darkly down at it. "I should just fling you outside or better yet where I found you." It seemed not all that scared by his threats as it gave an equally lowered growl that could match his. Though that growl seemed to be laced with a small painful whine. Daniel momentarily forgot his anger fit, as he inspected the source of the animals discomfort, it's injured legs seemed to have had been further crushed his assortment of cloths and books.

"You are a hopeless mutt..." He gave a small charming smile as he gently pulled away the cloths from the animals legs. Suddenly Chomper came over barking loudly spinning it circles. "Suppose you want food huh?" The small dog barked happily racing into the kitchen. He had forgotten to buy dog food again...once again forgetting about the mutt he walked into the kitchen pulling two lean steaks from the freezer throwing them both into a large pan, letting them simmer as he got himself another beer as he was seemingly to lazy to go into his room grab another bottle of vodka.

Uncapping the top he was about to take a sip when he felt another presence in the room. He whirled around only seeing his average dinning table and the yellow walls of his kitchen with the few paintings he possessed. He glanced around lifting an eyebrow before feeling the precise once again this time near his feet. When he looked down he wished he hadn't...

"Mister...why did you eat me? A little girl that couldn't be no older than six, crawling with her arms as her lower half was missing...missing because he had eaten it. She began to crawl up his leg, but he kicked her away she rolled onto the floor. She got up again her eyes impossibly wide with the haunting look of death. Daniel back into his counter sloppily reaching for his pills and beer. He threw six in his mouth, more than he should have he chewed them up another this he shouldn't have done...taking the beer he dip his head back as he drank the medication down.

He finished the bottle off tossing it to the side as he brought his head back up his eyes screwed tight fearful that the girl would still be there, gradually he open his eyes only to be staring at his dog that was twirling in a circle indicating that food was done.

Sighing he wobbly got up making his way to chompers bowl placing it on the counter tossing the steak inside before placing it down on the floor for him to nah on. Grabbing a plate from his cupboard he tossed the other steak onto it along with a bowl of water, walking back into the living room where the mutt was laying head faced towards the fire, he placed the plate and bowl down next to the mutt where it quickly turned towards the food and began eating.

Daniel sat down next to it wolf, taking a better look at the animals injured legs. He placed a hand on one of them receiving a dark warning growl from the wolf. "Relax...I'll make it feel better..." Gently with his thumb and index finger he began to make small circles gradually making bigger ones easing the tension in the tore muscles and allowing more blood flow to seep through and rewarm the animals legs.

He must of did this for at least an hour, until he notice that the animal had fallen asleep. He gave a small smile, grabbing a small blanket he draped it over the wolf, before quietly getting up and walking into his room. Where his earlier mistake hit him like a wave, he stumble unable to walk straight any longer he flopped onto his bed only to fall over on the other side taking his blankets with him. Daniel felt like he was spinning, he could think sentences or actions only let the faces of the people that he had murder start down at him...This people Daniel could never escape not with his pills, not in his sleep not even in his death. They would always be there reminding him of the beast he was...

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"I should just fling you outside or better yet where I found you."[/b]

Why did she always attract these losers? What did he hope to accomplish anyway, it wasn't as though she'd get far in this state. Glaring just as darkly at him or so she hoped with a protectively weak growl, she couldn't help it the extra weight crushing her legs was almost unbearable. Small bitterly painful tears welled up in the corners of her eyes as he drew near to inspect the cause of her hurt. Day and night she had to put up with this, stupid idiotic humans acting without thinking of the consequences. They never realized what they'd done till it was too late and then never bother to correct the situation, in fact they usually repeated their earlier mistakes... what a complete waste of life.

"You are a hopeless mutt..."

"Right back at ya goofball..." She growled though barely menacing enough to be considered a growl it was more of an acknowledgment that she'd heard him, heard and understood what he meant. She was slightly aware of his charming smile, having not eaten since early this morning thanks to the lunchtime rush though, she found herself feeling a little sick and giddy as the trapped pulse of blood returned to her heart and brain. Gasping with the intense headache that now seemed to be developing as a result, feeling more and more irritated by the second. She snapped harshly at Chomper as he came over to investigate his only guest, by now it was more than obvious that she wasn't a normal stray as her mottled chocolate coat had all but dried completely. She quickly returned to resting though now having given up completely on the idea of food, as she rested her head limply on the side of the bed and watched the dancing electrically generated flames.

It seemed strange he didn't own an actual fireplace but then again who did these days? Her ears lay flat out to the sides in an annoyed defensive fashion as she listened to what was going on in the kitchen, suddenly there was the sound of a fridge or freezer door opening and closing rather harshly in its frame and her ears snapped to attention her eyes along with her head whipping around to catch a glance of the juicy red raw steaks before they landed with a deliciously comforting sizzle. So he hadn't forgotten that living creatures needed to eat after all, she was about add her own order with a yowl of satisfaction when he seemed to faze out. His face went blank, pale and frighteningly devoid of any expression as the meat sizzled away... it was going to burn if he didn't snap out of it soon. Suddenly Chomper started whining in a soft almost childlike tone and the human seemed to get annoyed lashing out with his foot as he yelled for the small dog to get away.

Tilting her head in slight confusion and yet strangely interested at the same time as she sat there watching Chomper, who despite being kicked at didn't seem worried at all. As the human who was clearly in distress at whatever he was imagining to be there, backed into the counter and scrambled around for a pill bottle and his alcoholic beverage. Did he wish to kill himself? Tala could only watch helplessly as he downed several of the pills and the entire bottle of beer, not to mention the numerous other drinks he'd had already. Didn't he read the labels?! you weren't supposed to mix booze with medications... good god he really was messed up. Tala hadn't seen anyone before so willingly reckless as to do something so stupidly suicidal, he was going to kill himself as surely as she wasn't able to walk and yet he seemed fine. Completely oblivious to the fact that what he'd done would have sent any medical practitioner running for the nearest emergency ward or ambulance station.

She wasn't aware of any phones in the house yet and as detrimentally entertaining as it would have been to send him away for a few days to a mental asylum or something she felt strangely sorry for him. She too had haunting demons, ghosts that refused to leave her alone, though she'd never sought to drown her sorrows with alcohol or drugs. Chomper started barking and twirling about in circles indicating the meat was cooked well enough and that it was time to eat, surprising her even further as she watched the man eventually snap out of his medicated trance and serve the dog a piece of steak. She vaguely wondered if he had any paracetamol for this headache of hers not to mention the throbbing pains emanating from her broken leg, as he walked over with a plate obviously containing the other steak for himself and a bowl she hadn't noticed before.

Tala wondered what was in it, as the enticingly delicious aroma of freshly cooked meat wafted over on top of the all too over-powering stench of disgusting garbage to land infront of her. Tala looked up questioningly at the human as he set down the bowl full of fresh clean water infront of her as well. Cautiously she sniffed the food, he'd been kind enough to save her from drowning in the storm and kind enough to remove his trash from her back legs but to feed her as well? Everyone knew if you fed a stray it would always return, no matter what you did to try and get rid of it. This guy sure was stupid but she wasn't complaining the steak smelt so good she couldn't help but take a bite whilst he wasn't looking. Mmmm... each bite was so mouth-wateringly good. The juicy meat besides being a little darker than she usually liked it, melted away in her mouth the intense meaty flavors mixed with the flood of spit and meat juices to form an altogether pleasing sensation she was so busy eating that she'd barely noticed the guy had sat down again quite near to where she was eating.

Entertaining his notion that she was in fact a stray mutt she growled protectively quickly snapping up the last few tantalizingly tasty chunks of steak as his hands touched her back leg. Alarmed Tala immediately moved to bite him or scare him away, dragging her swollen grazed back leg out of his grasp she was unfortunately too slow with the other broken leg and felt a sickeningly cold wave of dread wash over her. What did he intend to do with it? was he going to hurt her again? Growling louder for his benefit alone she added a certain tone of anger... he didn't seem to have heard her the first time

"Relax...I'll make it feel better..."

She seriously doubted that... and yet somehow as she looked glaringly into his eyes she felt oddly safe, as though he meant her no harm. Strangely comforted by his touch Tala went quietly back to gazing at the warm wavering flames in the electric firebox. His soft touch was so relaxing she instantly started dozing off as soon as her headache dissipated in the first few soothingly satisfying minutes. Pretty soon she was dreaming of a large golden field filled with a wavering ocean of yellow grasses that swayed gently in the breeze lulling her even further into a glorious dream of chasing her pet dog Shimmer through the field...

Ohh no Shim! who would feed her?! The sudden mental backlash was enough to make her sick again as Tala shook herself from her wonderfully reminiscent dream sometime in the early morning, before the sun had even begun to rise. It wasn't unusual for Tala to normally be up this early given the fact she worked quite laboriously in a bakery but the overwhelming urge to run and run and never look back was taking hold. Gripping her heart with an unshakable adrenaline rush, god how she hated the full moon's effect on her. It made her think the worst was about to happen and want to flee though her current condition seemingly wouldn't allow it.

As she none too gently leapt off the dog bed to land on her feet her broken back leg screaming with a new found agony, howling with an equally earsplitting scream of her own Tala sank to her haunches examining the damage she'd done to herself. It seemed her grazed leg had healed completely but the broken one was far from it, how odd that her super-fast healing from generations of her species being hunted hadn't gone for the most prominent injury first. Snarling at the fresh gash that had appeared as a result of her foolishly quick attempt to flee she cursed herself for always being so frantically jumpy, then again she had good reason but right now she needed to bandage this up so she wouldn't bleed to death and splint it if she possibly could. Limping slowly towards the bathroom where she hoped to stumble upon a first aid kit stashed away somewhere. She wasn't getting her hopes up too soon but surely this pathetically wasteful human had something of use in here.

Carefully transforming herself back into her human shell Tala was shocked to find out how incredibly filthy her clothes were, no good to dwell on it here though. She could already hear that blasted yippee chihuahua barking again, did the stupid mutt ever shut up. She was briefly reminded of that saying that dogs look and act like their owners before she finally located the medicinal cabinet above the scum plastered sink. Inching her way over as the trail of blood left in her wake only increased in size. She was lucky enough to find a few old bandages hidden well behind the dozens of old and used pill bottles not to mention the dozens of new ones... how many pills did this guy take anyway?

She quickly bandaged her leg as best she could before changing back into her wolf form, it was harder and harder to remain in her human form during the day of a full moon it would probably be the last time she could before she hid herself from this pathetically useless human, as perfectly stupid as he was she doubted he wouldn't notice a snarling viciously predator-like werewolf tearing his home to shreds. Then all of a sudden it happened, as the sunrise filled the lower edge of all the windows she transformed yet again without a free will of her own. Her back legs stretched and lengthening with painful repercussions for her recent break, her soft fluffy paws becoming lethal talon-like claws as her body shifted to something between her usual calm protective self and that of her defensively accurate wolf.

Her front claws half resembled hands, growing twice her usual wolf-like self as her darker brown almost black pelt. Her feet and toes more wolf-like than her front feet were also unusually large as the werewolf took over her mind and body. Tala was present but only as a subconscious figure she could see, sense and smell everything that was happening but no longer had control over her actions. Tala was usually unaware that her transformation took place not only for the night of the full moon but the day as well because she locked herself away in her apartment until the next day the numerous clawed scratch marks gouged out of her front door were testament to that.

Fortunately she did have some limited control, being only half werewolf she could slightly influence the creature now possessing her body by feeding it an emotional wave of whatever feeling she hoped would do the trick. In this case it was fear, making herself fear the man that had saved her life by first attacking her might have seemed difficult if it were not for the fact that she was already very wary of strangers in the first instance. Unlikely as it was there was something the werewolf found more pressing, the little yappy chihuahua's barking was sending shock waves of painfully sharp reverberations through her head, almost driving the werewolf into a killing frenzy. Snarling she took off for the bedroom door, shattering a sofa in the process and sending mountains of dirty laundry flying in every direction as her blindingly fast speed made short work of the hallway, bounding off the walls the beast seemed to almost disregard the fact that she had a broken leg as it landed squarely in the middle of the corridor and began hammering away at the locked door with its claws, tearing strips of wood away from the bottom of the door in an attempt to reach the tasty little morsel inside.

Screaming inside her head Tala tried everything she could think of to distract the werewolf that had now completely taken a hold of her but like an enraged and wounded bear it just kept shredding the door which remarkably stayed mostly intact throughout ordeal. Eventually the chihuahua stopped when it realized what was lying just in wait outside the door, or did it shut up because there was something worse where it lie? Whatever the reason the werewolf continued to attack the doorway having had enough of merely tearing the door to shreds it began head-butting the door itself, shaking the walls and slowly shattering the door frame until the door itself gave one final squeal of protest before it caved in.

Hungrily searching for that irritating rat the werewolf began searching the bedroom, sniffing cautiously as she slowly crossed the threshold though it was only just sunrise outside the bedroom was pitch black, she could barely see an inch infront of her own nose and worried both Tala and the werewolf, something was unnaturally out of place. Taking her final opportunity to scream and berrate the werewolf from the confines of her mind Tala pleaded with it to leave the man she knew to be inside alone, he had done her some harm yes but she in no way wished to see him dead or dying. She was exasperatingly clear in her mind instilling as much panic and fear into the horrifyingly ugly beast as she could she knew was an abomination half-human, half-wolf and not quite sane in this instance but she had to continue trying for everyone's sake.
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Daniel had only be able to escape his troubling nightmares, when he woke to the sound of his door being smashed in. He felt his dog cowering into his chest as he listened to the heavy footsteps of the animal that he now regrettably let into his home. He pushed Chomper under the bed as he stood up slowly reaching for the lamp, turning it on the light illuminated the room.

Daniel was a little more than surprised as to what he saw, a werewolf...he had let his own kind into his home! Daniel mentally kicked himself why hadn't had listen to his instincts and left the mutt in the rain. He backed up into the corner of his room as the beast edge closer to him. He looked around slightly panic as he's finger fumbled around for a weapon his hand laced around a wooden baseball bat bringing it up as quick as he could cracking the bat harshly against the monster's head knocking it over.

He leaped over the beast, dropping the bat as he grabbed Chomper making his way out of his room and down the hallway, by now at the angle of his window the light of the early morning was pouring into the living room covering the back wall in an deep amber glow, he stopped then and there completely immobile, holding back the bile turning in his stomach as his conscience tried desperately to fight off the effects of the moon.

He covered his eyes, casting them down at the small dog that now whined worriedly for his owner. He gently put him down, glancing around he knelt down in front of the dog. The small dog whine trying to climb back into Daniels arms not wanting to leave his owners side. "Go hide, go hide in your secret spot." Chomper hesitated backing up slightly before speeding of to hide.

Daniel stood up dashing out of the hallway making his way down the other side, pools of light seeped onto the white walls of the hallway pulsing the urge to change more as he ran past them. He raced to the other end of the hallway where at the back wall was a single door that after a staircase of steep and dangerous steps was his dark and gloomy basement. He opened the door, staring down at the pitch black. The basement contained no windows and was made of solid concrete where the moon could do little affect on one said person. He thought maybe if he could get the mutt down here it would revert back to normal at least then he could assess the situation better, if those fuckers had sent another one of there lackeys to kill him, he be sure to devour the little morsel and send the bones back as a present.

He heard something coming from the other end of the hall he turned, the light from the windows was causing a glare making it hard to see the figure that he could tell was running towards him, eventually he say who it was. A flower crown made of lilies followed by a train of golden hair flowing behind her as she ran towards him, bright emeralds stared with pure happiness at the site of him. Her long white dress curvy perfectly to her every move as she inched closer arms outstretch ready to embrace him.

Daniel could only stare dumbfounded, his pupils dilating as the only woman he had ever truly loved , that had been stripped away from him and forced him to live alone for centuries thanks to that godforsaken man...she was here! his love, his life, his very happiness his..."...Anthea" The name had barely escaped his mouth as his lover turned back into what it actual was...the snarling beast that was now to close to him for him to do anything. It skidded to a halt or had it shoved him...? Either way he was now falling backwards, he hit the stairs hard tumble down them as he heard a sickening crack come from some part of his body.

He landed on the ground unmoving for a second as the chemical imbalance of his own mind and his instincts took over, an uncontrollable anger weld up inside him as his body transformed, He sat up sitting on all fours his black fur coat was rugged tore and matted. He growled darkly crawling on all fours into the shadows.

A few seconds later the beast came down though in the darkness it didn't quite seemed the same it looked almost paniced as it circled around slightly looking for him but Daniel could barely notice that; all he saw was a younger, more weaker set of his kind, no not even that what he saw was prey even more yet food.

He knew the little Lupe was quick much faster than him but Daniel could make up for that in size and brut strength alone. Returning the favor Daniel pounced onto the mutt giving it no time to react as he pinned her down with his weight as he was much larger then the whelp that now lay underneath him; snarling and growling as he saw nothing...only food.

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Bewildered the animal shook its head, yet another mistake as its throbbing headache broke all barriers inside her head. She'd managed to convince the beast at least for a moment, that the guy was a friend and as playfully curious as she was in her other forms, this was also true for her werewolf form as well. She could only watch star-struck, as twinkling lights flashed before her eyes and almost blocked the man's panicked exit. The beast now uncontrollable, flinged Tala's consciousness into a far corner of its mind like a scrap of paper hurled at a waste paper basket. Tala hit the wall hard, as her werewolf form charged after its attacker blindly following the scent of frightened male human and its pathetically small mutt.

Things were only going to get worse. Alot worse. Flying down the halls at break-neck speed, shattering furniture and floorboards alike with her taloned claw-like paws as she increased her speed. Having finally located the human who'd struck her, she snarled viciously... fleeing prey could not outrun her how did he expect to? She was worried for his safety but no longer had any control over the beast now as it ripped the house apart, smashing a nearby door into toothpick sized splinters as she tore through it to get at the tasty human she knew to be on the other side at the end of the hall. Only just barely noticing the steep stairwell hiding behind the man, she skidded to a halt trying to avoid the deep dark abyss below. Stupidly lacking the mental ability to realize she was traveling much too fast to avoid colliding with the human she crashed into him. Sending the man hurtling down the stairs and into the shadowy black depths of what appeared to be a basement.

She knew this for some reason though she'd never lived in one, she smelt the damp sodden stone floor and the moldy green moss attached to it not to mention whatever the walls were made out of. Taking a few more curious whiffs of air to try and determine just how deep this place went the beast slowly embarked down the staircase in search of its lost meal. The tiny Chihuahua had seemed like a good idea at the time if only to shut the damn thing up but with an irresistibly good human lurking about why bother with a snack? she was so very hungry after all. When she reached the bottom she could no longer smell the man, searching for him in small circles she wandered about the basement floor. Suddenly she stopped, pausing for a moment as something else caught her attention. It was the smell of another werewolf... an older male. Tala barely had time to fling her ears back and bare her teeth in a snarling growl of defense, before the looming great blur of fur and teeth descended upon her. Knocking her to the ground and pinning her down.

The werewolf's eyes widened in surprise as her pupils narrowed, a fight she could handle. Though the little Lupe was abnormally fast and agile, lacking the power or strength to take this great shaggy beast to his grave she did possess a hidden advantage in that her light-weight bones were harder than they should have been from years of running away and running on breaks such as the one in her hind leg. She was a tough bitch and not at all easy to keep down, lifting her legs up underneath his rib-cage as well as her already well placed front feet she lashed out with all her strength, throwing the huge hungry animal off her and hopefully across the room. She did have enough time to get to her feet before she heard something moving towards her again, snarling viciously like the hungry predator she was. Tala pushed at the barriers in her mind, shocked and surprised that this human was also one of her kind. Eventually as the werewolf examined the room further for a brief second and realized there were no windows she seemed to gain a foothold.

Forcing herself against the primal defensive instincts she managed to get the creature to back away, to wait and see what happened next. She didn't know how big this room was she couldn't see the other side but already she could feel the werewolf's angered and frightened spirit moving into the background letting her take over. Tala was not without her defenses either, she was accustomed to fighting threats in her wolf form rather than her human form so she had no fear of taking on this creature if she had to. Her injured right leg was bleeding now the bandage she'd managed to wrap around it was torn and tattered, no longer hiding her wound or the fresh smell of blood from the other. As Tala moved closer to the center of the room circling the other as she waited for it to attack, she couldn't speak to it, she didn't know how or if it would even listen in its enraged state whether or not the man was still in there she did not know.

Sinking low to the ground, Tala almost let her belly touch the cold hard floor. Her velvety ears flat and out to the sides in slight concern, as her snarling fangs indicated she would fight if she had to. Her shoulders were bunched trying to make herself look as big and as frightening as he did, whilst her tail hung limply to one side. She crouched even lower letting her body rest for a moment as she slowly and cautiously lay down on the floor, her rear leg was throbbing almost drowning out the sound of his strongly beating heart. She kept her ears out to the side, one flicked back as he suddenly moved growling and snarling louder she made herself known this would hardly be a fair fight with an already injured leg. She wanted to lie down, to lie down and sleep as the blood kept draining from her, trickling down her leg to her ankles before dripping into a small puddle on the floor.

She hadn't meant to destroy his house or attack him, surely he of all could recognize that fact being a werewolf himself. Frightened and injured her Werewolf instincts started taking over again, worried that the man-turned-werewolf might attack again. She had no choice but to immediately shoot to her feet, sliding out of the way of any sudden attacks and backing up into... a corner? Her head whipped around for a moment to see that it had indeed only been a corner leaving him a small window of opportunity as she backed herself further into the corner-she-could-not escape-from. Her werewolf side seemed to find this even more frightening but Tala was still hoping there might be some sign of the man there behind those terrifyingly tragic eyes, that she could find and appeal to for mercy.

When she was sure she could find none, Tala slowly sank back into the background. Releasing her control over the instincts that so far had kept her alive... The monster within her knew she was faster than this male however strong he might be and it took off for the basement wall adjacent to the door. In one astounding leap the frightened creature managed to jump high enough up the wall to be level with the door, then agile as a snow leopard she leapt across to the doorway and to her freedom. At the last second though her broken leg caught on the staircase's railing sending her flying spine first into the slightly ajar steel door, effectively slamming it shut and locking them both inside. Whining and scratching at the metal and now deadlocked door, her werewolf instincts began to panic. Gouging, digging and scratching at the walls to try and escape the male it knew wouldn't be too far behind.

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If Daniel could smirk he would have enjoying the sound of the little ones frantic heartbeat. Slowly inching up the stairs the broads weened under his weight as he growled in delight. He was practically on top of her, and he could almost see the fear in her eyes.

Daniel grabbed her roughly by the neck, flinging her down the stairs listening to her tumble down the stairs barely giving her time to get up before he was on top of her again. Drawing his claws deeply along her side, drawing instant blood which drove his hunger more.

As fast as he was on top of her she was gone having slipped from underneath him. She seemed to have disappeared into the far end of the room. He could tell she was hiding which only made him more excited. As he stalked towards he began to knock or kick anything that would make a lot of noise. He enjoyed the panicking heartbeat as this session continued for hours as he tormented her nerves till they were on edge and he could feel it.

Finally after having enough fun, he quickly found her he snarled darkly his massive jaw ready to crunch down on her small skull as she made every attempt to get away from him. He notice that she had seemingly put herself into another corner but this time she was getting away.

With one paw press down on her throat and the other raised above his head as he readied himself to tear her organs out a high pitch yap caught his attention. He stop in mid swing listening to the sound, feeling very confused. He looked down at the creature that lay panicking underneath him then back up at the door. He searched his brain tell he remember what the small barking meant. Backing away from the small Lupe he laid back down on his fours giving a deep whine he let his ears fall flat as if he had just been refused his favorite chew toy and turned from Tala making his way heavily up the stairs till he was at the top where he quickly smashed the door knob. The door swing open slowly revealing Chomper who did not seem scared of the dark raggedy beast and only wagged his tail slowly.

He stopped once to look back at the smaller werewolf but having the lack of light he couldn't see her. Taking Chomper into his mouth much like a mother with her pup, he walked back into the living room. Dawn of the new moon was almost here and the beast within him was almost gone back to sleep as he went to his bed they was now for some reason laying in front of the fire place.

He laid Chomper down before laying himself down as the little dog curled into his thick black fur almost becoming invisible to the werewolf. Daniel could vaguely smell the scent of a different animal but the comanation of the pills and the fact that he was still very much intoxicated as he slipped further and further into his human self but until dawn he would remain the beast he was now though no matter what form the nightmare would be there as soon as he past out and as he mulled off to sleep he briefly wonder were the little mutt had gone.

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Tala was outraged, everything she did to avoid this savage creature and keep the one overwhelming her mind in check the worse things seemed to go. Shattering wooden boxes in her frustrated state, Tala climbed the stairs once again to escape. The cruel brute had opened the door for the edible squeaky toy and seeing a second chance the werewolf had taken over. Ravenously hungry now and without reason the beast charged down the hallway, ignoring Tala now that it had been injured further by the horrendously strong werewolf now lying upstairs in front of the fire. If only Tala had released her grip on it awhile ago it would have ripped the brute from ear to ear for pinning her down and making her look weaker in comparison. She was no softer than a jagged boulder tumbling down a cliff in search of the bottom, being none too gentle with the state of the shambles of a house she tore after the werewolf and its tastily annoying little morsel. She was about to start another fight with the creature when something caught her attention.

Shattering her mental bonds like a sheet of thin ice, the little Lupe let loose an ear-splitting howl only a few steps from the werewolf. Amazingly, she soon got a response a ticking scratch, scratching at the door indicated something was trying to enter the house from the other side. A sharp yip and a bark between the hybrid and her pet and suddenly Tala was bolting for the front door at full speed. Smashing through it with her thick wolven skull like the door was made of little more than plywood Tala entered the night air. The rush of icily cold air and the fresh stain of rainwater filled her nostrils as she snorted to free her nose of the recently acquired wood chips, at this point there was no need to stay at this poorly kept household any longer. Tala had her freedom for the moment and a guide to lead her out of harms way if she happened to get out of control. Suddenly the werewolf noticed something out of the corner of her eye, a friendly neighbor seemed to be spying on the comings and goings of the place. More than a little worried by what he'd seen only moments ago as the wolf had come crashing through Daniels front door he was busily dialing numbers on a nearby phone from the safety of his lounge room.

Tala licked her lips hungrily, bypassing the annoyingly distracting blue dog that had called her in favor of a freshly panicked meal. The neighbor kept a warily watchful eye on the wolf as she stalked him, moving closer and closer to the open window he tummy flat against his newly manicured lawn and pink flamingos. Tala had a moment to briefly wonder if human was as tasty as she remembered it being before she was bit and hard, yowling in pain as tears welled up in her eyes Tala spun around to find the black, blue and white marked wolf-like dog clamping down on her tail and pulling her away from the mans house. Snarling with the effort of holding back the enormous werewolf in her small tightly clamped jaws, Tala could just make out the faint glow of a purple name tag that read the word 'Shimmer'. Snapping her anger and hatred at the interfering animal Tala lunged at the dog who narrowly dodged the creature before grabbing its tail again and continuing the dangerous game of tug of war it had already started. She couldn't keep it up forever though, eventually she'd have to find some other way of distracting her hungry master away from its not-good-to-eat food source and find something to keep it distracted with until sunrise.

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"Daniel...what are you doing silly?"

"Seriously...Danny, could you be any meaner?

"I love you, Danie-"

Daniel snapped his eyes opened to the earsplitting howl that was not his own. He looked up just in time to see a smaller version of his kind running off to the front of the house. This seemed to wake Chomper up too as the little dog had stood up at attention. It looked at Daniel giving a quick bark which Daniel answered growling gloomily in response before walking on all fours toward the front door. He was surprised to see a rather small dog trying to calm down the werewolf that seemingly taking a tantrum. Growling deeply he stepped onto the lawn making his way over to the two of them, both seemingly stop, starring up at his scared up face.

Daniel even on his fours was giant he was almost the size of his car and when he stood on his hing legs he was a good eight feet tall if not more. He loomed over them, growling darkly his eyes catching a glimpse of the man next door who now after seeing Daniel seemingly fled into another part of his house. In some part in the very back of Daniel mind he was having a spaz but he couldn't understand why at the moment. All he knew was being outsized right now was bad and this little Lupe was causing trouble.

Standing up he took the animal by the throat sternly, dragging it up with him. Her kicks, claws and snapping growls did nothing to phase him. He simply held her at an angle were she could not touch him, walking back into house he brought her back down to the basement the small dog that had been holding her tail followed closely behind him. He sat her down in the corner, giving a growl he got back down on all fours making his way to the kitchen, pushing the fridge into the wall across from it; it's doors swing open and a very large piece of meat fell out.

Taking it into his mouth, he brought it down to the basement, tossing it to the Lupe's feet whether she would eat it or not he didn't really care but he knew he had to distract her from the tasty humans out there though he didn't know why. Growling he stalked up the stairs again laying down next to the fire place again this time he was facing the basement door, if she came out he would stop her...Laying his head down he watched the door, growling softly, His eyes drooping closed the vodka had done it's magic, somewhere vaguely in his memory Daniel knew if he got really drunk before he turned he would become almost mostly tame...Well at least that's what she had trained him to do...

He couldn't fully remember at the moment, it had something to do with the small dog that had once again curled up next to him and had something to do with this house and the dog bed that he was laying on. He knew it had something to do with a memory that he was parochially suppressing but wasn't quite sure. Daniel gave a painful whine, whenever he tried to remember something he would only get the painful feeling whether it was actually pain or emotional and it wouldn't go away till he stopped trying to think about it; luckily for Daniel sleep came quickly tonight.

Daniel woke to the feeling of the morning sun blaring on his face, he let out a groan covering his eyes. He suddenly became unbalanced and slipped off...his coffee table? Standing up he growled, rubbing his back, he looked down at this legs realizing that half his pants where gone. “Ugh..what a night...I feel like a bill bored...” Chomper came out of nowhere barking loudly, Daniel growled holding his head in knew realization that he had a really big hangover.

Putting a hand to his head, his eyes half opened as he zombie walked to his room. Grabbing a pair of baggy jeans he slipped them on. He sat down on his bed, lowering his hand he pull up another vodka bottle, unscrewing the cap he took a swig. Reaching for his pill bottle he took out two, only noticing that there were only four left...damn it would barely last him a day, guess it was time to get some more of Luke.

Yawning not really worrying about it at the moment, he walked back into his living room intending to watching the morning news, only to stop staring in disbelief at his T.V which now had a lamp going though it. His couch had been completely smashed and knocked over all the paintings on the wall had been ripped up and torn down, his wall were covered in dent's and even some of the floor broads were missing not to mention his books were no longer readable. Daniel dropped the bottle of vodka holding his head stumbling backwards a little. “There's just know way...I could..have..” He looked down at Chomper who wasn't giving his usually growl of you-did-this. Daniel searched his brain for what could have happened..then he remembered...The MUTT! Growling angrily he made his way to the basement door, Stomping down the stair very loudly, to pissed off to speak. As he stood over what he expected to be the werewolf from last night, he couldn't tell what form she was in due to the lack of light, but it didn't matter she was getting no mercy either way...

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Her head was pounding, aching with new found levels of pain. It was nothing compared to the rest of her body though, her broken leg was agonizing not to mention the countless bruises now littering her human form. Her usually bright and colorful dress was torn and tattered, revealing much of the muddily bruised olive-toned skin underneath. Her long slender legs as well as her thin well-toned arms were bare, marked with only the slightly raised swelling of purple, black and blue that came from severe damage to her complicated network of veins and muscle tissue. She would have looked worse if not for the fact that she was partially clothed at least by the ragged dress she wore and the blue working dog curled up and over her stomach in an effort to keep the unconscious woman warm. Her leg still broken around the shin area was almost beyond repair, blood oozed from it ever so slowly onto the tattered and torn make-shift bandage, she’d managed to apply to it before the full moon had taken affect. Though she was still breathing, it was with some difficulty. As the large bite mark that covered her throat had caused more damage to her human form than it would have to her struggling werewolf one. Her long dark brown hair was probably the only redeeming factor, it was neither marked with bruises or broken in anyway, shimmering softly with the glow of sunrise beaming in from upstairs as the beast returned to finish the job it had started.

As the metallic door gonged against the stone wall of the basement behind it and Daniel came storming down the stairs, the blue working dog lifted its head and at first it seemed friendly enough, wagging its tail happily in response to a visitor. However, it quickly noticed all was not as it seemed and returned to viciously protecting its master as he came further across the floor to stand over them. Shimmer snarled in reply, snapping and baring her sparkling white teeth as her soft black ears lay flat and slightly backswept out to the sides, as she tried indicating that he’d done enough damage already. Continuing to bark in protest and standing up now as well to declare she meant business, the blue working dog stood protectively over Tala’s lifeless body, hoping to prevent anything else from happening to her in the canine’s absence. Her werewolf form was always hungry, no matter what it was offered it was always ravenously hungry. She’d never been able to fully control it before last night, a fact that she couldn’t quite manage now either. Lost in a swirling vortex of complicated thoughts and feelings, was Shimmer okay? Had she hurt the man who’d run over her and rescued her from certain in the storm… was it even still raining outside? She didn’t know what was going on outside the confines of her pain-filled body but Tala hoped nothing bad had happened. Her werewolf had vanished a few hours earlier, just as the first rays of sunshine hit the house. She wasn’t used to being confined in someone’s basement though, the werewolf had continued its destructive rampage even without her consciousness to restrain it. Brutally scarring the basement walls and floor in order to escape or to create as much damage as possible she wasn’t sure she knew it was there though as memories of her atrocities came flooding back into her mind. For a moment she thought she’d be unconscious forever but even as she thought about giving up and letting fate take its course she could hear Shimmer defending her.

”Good girl… Shh now.” Tala muttered weakly, her voice a raspy imitation of its usual cheery luster. She coughed harshly with the effort as the blue dog continued to growl more softly, glancing back at Tala briefly as she tried to sit up and push the dog away from her bruised and battered body. Being pinned, rolled and flattened by the male had not exactly been the most gentle of options but she was glad he wasn’t injured or dead, he did look very angry though. ”… I’m so sorry… I---“ She continued trying feebly to explain herself and her actions. Unsure of how much exactly he remembered of last night’s incidents. It was too painful to sit though and she doubled over in pain, collapsing on the cold hard concrete floor once again with a harsh painful groan. She was too weak to say anything more, allowing herself to sink back into unconsciousness and hoping whoever this man was had at least some integrity and wouldn’t throw her out on principal considering he had similar issues of his own that needed taking care of. She had a brief panicked moment, where she thought of Shimmer and the fact that the dog had been left without a meal for almost an entire day before she remembered her werewolf sharing a large piece of meat with the herding dog that had so irritatingly kept her from the tasty human next door last night. Grateful for her pets intervention and the apparent hospitality of this strange man she relaxed her mind, merging with the buzz of unconsciousness and allowing herself to be swept away in a rush of random irrational thoughts and memories.

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Daniel couldn't believe it, how was he suppose to yell at her, mentally punch her in the face now? He stared down darkly at the pair; the growling dog did little to faze him as he shot a growl of his own. His eyes were merciless what was sorry gonna do? It couldn't fix his house nor could it pay for his home to be repaired...still heard the sincerity in her voice...”No, Daniel stop right there.” He was muttering to himself again he stood back a little scratching his head a little more than annoyed with whole situation. “Just had to faint didn't ya.” Daniel bent down a little; he could smell the blood and dirt coming off her, not the most appealing smell that's for sure, then he remembered her broken leg that had been a result of his carelessness though he wasn't ready to admit that yet, still the girl wasn't going to get any better here.

Sighing darkly, ignoring any protesting growls that might of came from the woman's seemingly guard dog Daniel took the girl up into his arms, minding her still beaten up legs as well as any other injures. He was surprised at her weight, she was lighter than he had expected he could feel her petite almost fragile frame against his palms, for a fleeting dark moment a cold voice whispered inside Daniel's head saying how easy it would be to crush the poor girl small bones. Daniel physically shook his head throwing the thought out of his mind thought the echoing taught and physical numbness still remand. He frowned sadly at the floor shifting the girls body so he could get a better grip; walking back up the stairs he walked back into the only room that had not been caught in the chaos and destruction.

Daniel stopped at the door it has been months almost a year in fact since he last enter this room. Already the memories of who used to sleep in this room were coming back but he quickly shoved them away. He skillfully turned the knob of the door, letting it quietly creak open he stood there for a moment staring into the whitewash room almost afraid to go in but remembering the girl he also threw that feeling aside stepping in. Now supporting her in one arm he pulled the deep red blankets down, the bed set itself was expensive seeing as the comforter was made out of satin and the white sheets underneath it were silk in fact the whole room was done up as if it was meant for the queen, from the goose down pillows the the crisp white fire place to the antique furniture it was like stepping into a whole other room when comparing to the rest of his house the only dirt was the layers of dust that had accumulate over the lack of use of this room. Though anyone could tell that this had once been a girls room.

Settling the woman down gently he leaned over slightly expecting her wounds more carefully, a tad bit of guilt shot throw him as he stared at her damaged leg it didn't look any better from last night in fact it almost looked worse. The bandaged lay slightly torn but still managed to keep any blood from spilling onto the sheets. He needed to fix that better, quickly leaving the room, he walked over to his bathroom kicking the large amount of cloths away from the bathroom closet, he pulled the door open as more dirty laundry rushed down to meet him, grunting lightly in annoyance he shove the material away. It took a few minutes but he managed to find it, a medium sized white case with a large red cross on it. Wiping the slight dust from the case he brought it back into the room with the unconscious girl; setting the first aid kit on the end table he pulled up a chair next to the bed. Opening up the first aid kit he pulled out a pair of scissors and ever so carefully cut the bloody bandage loose, tossing it into a near by waste basket. He grimly frown at the state of the girls ankle he really have must of hit her hard and whatever might of happened last night hadn't help. Daniel knew she needed more than just a few bandages and maybe some human medicine he guess he have to go find a better tonic for her leg and other injures. Taking a swab and some rubbing alcohol he gently clean her wounds wiping away any access blood, very skillfully he re-bandaged her ankle and anywhere else that need his attention.

When he was finished Daniel, stepped back quietly pulling the covers over the woman. He stared at her for a moment...she was pretty...for a mutt. Daniel frowned but a mutt was still a mutt and she owned him big time and he wasn't about to let some pretty face get the better of him. Grumbling darkly Daniel walked out of the room leaving the woman and her dog inside shutting the door behind him. Stepping into his room he pulled on a black shirt grabbing his wallet and dark navy jacket he stepped back into his hallway. Noticing his dropped bottle of vodka he smirked picking it up there was still over half a bottle left inside, he brought the bottle to his lips, taking a swig as he walked into his kitchen.

After some effort of putting his fridge back in place Daniel then notice that he no longer had a front door, cursing under his breath Daniel looked at the damage luckily the screen door remained completely unharmed seeing as how Daniel always kept it back against the wall, it didn't do much for insulation but it would have to do for now. Closing the door behind him, Daniel stepped onto his white porch. Fumbling with his keys as he made his way to the car; he was about to open his front car door when he was stopped short as a wooden cane flew up in front of his face. Daniel sighed looking down at an elderly woman wearing a blue dress and a gray button up sweater she gave a stern look her eyes blazing from behind her glasses, her fake teeth gritting at him. Daniel gave a grumpy look. “What do you want?” The woman seemed almost baffled for a moment before scrunching up her nose. “Mr. Zakchaios, you know very well what! Mr. Norman told me that last night you had some wild beasts in your yard.” Daniel gave a very believable look of What-the-hell-are-you-talking-about as he raised a high eyebrow at the woman. “Uh..sure he did.” He moved again to get into his car but the old woman stopped him. “It's true, Mr. Norman wouldn't make it up.” Daniel just shrugged pushing the cane away stepping into his car. “Well maybe Mr. Norman should check himself into the loony bin.” Daniel smirked darkly at the woman as he pulled out of the driveway and into the street, rolling down the window he looking sternly at the woman. “And keep your cats out of my yard!” Yelling as he screeched away from the woman who grumbled darkly to herself making her way down the sidewalk.

Daniel looked back at the street, growling to himself as he turned his attention to the road. Damn that woman pissed him off not only her but the hold damn neighborhood always putting there nose into his business. Speaking of which that mutt had cause more trouble then he original thought he was going to deal with that later. If he had lucked out maybe only Mr. Norman had seen them but if any other cork had seen them and had the same story...ugh he didn't know what he would do. Daniels hair suddenly stood on end, he gripped his steering wheel, staring darkly at the road in front of him; he didn't want to look up he really didn't but a mirroring voice coaxed him to do so. Grudgingly he looked up at the mirror. There in the back sit sat him, slumped back staring smugly back at him through the mirror.

“Hello Danny...” His others voice was smooth and deep unlike his slightly raspy dark voice. Daniel looked back at himself darkly through the mirror. “What do you want?” He pressed himself farther into his seat turning his attention back to the road, hoping to the death of him that this other him would go away. “I was just curious Danny..” His other self stared idly at his nails picking the dirt out of them. “That cute little mutt you got sleeping in our home, I bet she be great to sleep with...” Daniel groaned. “Fuck off...You're not doing that. Besides I honestly doubt she want to do it with you. ” The other Daniel frowned his shoulders droop as he gives Daniel a fake pout before correcting Daniel. “You me 'you' I'm just some crazy hallucination you made up with that fuck up brain of yours...and who said she had to be willing?” The darker Daniel smirked once again, leaning up till he was breathing on Daniels neck. “Or maybe your just to afraid to admit that I'm the real you...” Daniels eyes widen, as he reach for his pill bottle, quickly snapping it open he gulped down the to pills dry. He glanced up at the mirror to see that the other him was gone...he let out the breath he had been holding.

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Her eyes flickered open the second Tala was once again alone, some invisible switch inside her head letting her know it was safe to come out, letting her know it was safe to once again prowl the daylight hours of her nightmarish life. She was caged inside her own head for what seemed like an eternity, waiting for the man to relinquish his control over her if only momentarily, she seemed to like him for whatever reason and yet she feared him at the same time. She lived in a permanent disguise, hoping against hope that no-one noticed, that no-one could see through all her carefully placed protective shell. Now someone knew, he knew! and she wasn't sure how she should feel about that. She was far too busy as it was worrying about the state of his house and what he intended to do to her now that she was effectively trapped inside his home. Tala thought she could vaguely hear the fainting rumble of his car as it sped away and she felt for once afraid to be alone.

She couldn't understand why just this once she felt this way, was it because she feared he would tell someone or was it more because she feared what he might do when he returned? Whichever it was she certainly knew it was fear she held in her heart for him and nothing else. Propping herself up carefully she quickly noticed the job he'd done patching up her broken leg, surprisingly with the right amount of attention it seemed to be healing now, not faster than usual as she'd hoped but it was healing the damage severely worse since last night did nothing to lighten her mood. Scowling darkly she examined the room he'd placed her in, it was nice enough. Though she held no favoritism it seemed like he'd just dumped her in whatever available room he could find and run off in a panic. Perhaps he'd come back and end her life so she wouldn't have the chance to figure out if she could continue running or not. Tossing that thought aside for the moment she tried to figure out if there was some possible way she could reverse the damage she'd done, no doubt the place looked like Frankenstein had gone mad in this man's house. Though she doubted it looked any better on the rare occasions when he turned into a werewolf, though he did seem to have better control over himself than she did at least.

She thought about that briefly as she scanned the room a second time, searching now frantic for a way out. She hadn't the strength yet, to lift herself out of the overly comfortable bed and onto the floor, though this seemed only a matter of time in her mind she was looking for an easier exit one that didn't involve breaking anything else though she had yet to try the door handle she was looking for an open window or an air vent something that would be dark and something that might ease her tensions. The room itself was now lit in an awe inspiring shade of soft yellow, the gentle sunlight playing with the silken sheets as she moved underneath them casting a kaleidoscope of color to hit the blank unimaginative white walls. For a second this place didn't seem so bad, the white walls were a spark for her imagination a creative slate from which to draw on she could imagine all sorts of things painted there just of view, though she would never dream of spreading her artistic talents upon his walls. It was like having an art gallery in her head, the colors mixing to form astounding shapes and scenery, entertaining her fantasies until she dragged her reluctant mind back to the problem at hand. She was stuck here.

She sighed heavily, resigned to the fact that she couldn't sit here all day and do nothing but rest. Lifting herself up properly now she sat against the head board reflecting upon her imagination once more before getting up out of the bed. Shimmer barked angrily for her to lie back down and relax but she waved a hand dismissively at her pet shaking her head. "It's no good... I have to fix this. Now you can help me get out of here or you can bark at me some more... which is it?" she asked her dog, her reprimanding authoritative voice didn't seem to sway Shimmer's decision though and she barked again once to prove that she had not changed her mind. Tala frowned her bottom lip jutting out in a slight pout as she placed her hands on her hips to be forceful, the action left her unbalanced though and she landed softly on her broken leg. A howl of pain escaping her throat as she hurried to correct the problem.

Ahh, she was a mess today... glancing towards the antique dresser that held her shape upon its surface. There was an elegant full length mirror etched into its surface and she looked every bit the rundown stowaway she was. Sighing with a painfully condemned look plastered across her face, Tala went to see if the door was even locked as she was expecting it to be. It wasn't. The relief on her face as she finally realized was paramount to her mood, she immediately perked up. Searching yet again through all the damage she'd caused as she tried to find a phone, it was almost impossible to find anything in this house but she wasn't entirely sure it was her fault either. Wincing with a painful expression as she surveyed the damage she'd caused last night, it was extensive and she knew she'd have to call in a favor if she had any hope of righting things to the way they were before. Eventually she stumbled across the phone somewhere in the kitchen, inputting several numbers until she got an answer from the other side.

"Hello?.... who is this?!"[/b] The male sounded irritated, almost annoyed that she'd called him or more likely that she'd managed to track him down after such a short time away. "This is Tala, Embry.... I'm going to need a favor from you." She spoke softly, trying not to irritate the Lycan any further. He often came into the store with the exact same sour expression she could imagine on his face now though the treats he often bought from her always seemed to put a temporary smile on his face. "you in trouble Miss Bardolf?...."[/b] He answered reflexively, protective at the slight nervousness in her voice. "No i'm fine Embry... I just have a slight damage bill i need to rectify, not my place this time. I'll give you the address..." She replied regretfully. Embry didn't ask any more questions, he listened patiently as Tala went over her story. When she was finished Embry merely muttered a quick farewell, promising that he'd be there shortly to help her out. Tala hung up the phone and sighed with a mixture of frustration and relief, she could be such a pain at times... look at the mess she'd created for herself! it was no wonder she had such a hard time convincing her mistress to let her live by herself for a change.

Embry arrived within ten minutes, an astounding feat considering he'd wrangled up several of his mates to help out. They had the place looking like new in no time, the floor once shattered and riddled with holes along with the walls and the torn up furniture had all been replaced to as near enough perfection as they could get in such short notice. The couch she'd ripped in half was probably the only exception to this rule, she hadn't enough time to find a replacement and she doubted that Daniel would appreciate it being replaced by something sub standard, guys were unfortunately creatures of habit. She sighed dis-contently at the two chunks sitting roughly were they had been in the middle of the otherwise tidy room, Tala with Shimmers help had scoured the live-able parts of the house, cleaning the bathroom, kitchen and lounge room so that it was almost entirely clear of debris and any other foreign materials. There was a few things she didn't touch, like his medicine cabinet. She had no idea what it would do to him having all his medicines rearranged even if they all seemed empty. She did his laundry though, stacking the mountains of clothes in neat piles to be put away later, she wasn't sure how he'd like having his place renovated and cleaned for a change but she hoped he wouldn't be as mad as he was before when he'd found her in the basement.

She still had the image of his enraged face etched into her memory, whenever she closed her eyes he was there staring down at her impossibly angry at something she'd been unable to control. it was all too soon that Embry called out to her from the basement, the last room that needed fixing. "What do I do about this?.... you certainly had a field day in here didn't you?..." He called quietening down to a murmur as she appeared suddenly in the doorway. His goofy a-little-too-worried expression was enough to make her smile though and she shook her head in reply. "I'm not sure you can do anything about that unless you want to redo the entire house.... let him have it as a memento. At this point he's probably going to be as angry as all hell with me anyway." She replied, knowing as much as she hated to think about it that the dark haired werewolf would inevitably track her down over this... she was sure of it.

Embry didn't argue, he merely sighed with resignation and called his workers to attention like a military general, they were done here now and the rest would be up to Tala when she was feeling better. Giving her a lift to the hospital to see about her leg, Embry then took Tala and Shimmer home to her less than appropriate apartment, surprisingly still intact after all they'd done to it over the years. Feeling slightly guilty by the way she'd left without a proper goodbye, the note and plate of sympathy cookies was hardly fair considering the damage she'd done to him personally though she hoped in time he'd get by without a second thought to what she'd inflicted on him in one miserable night. Though she had not forgotten the physical damage he'd done to her either, she was at least willing to forgive him if he didn't react too badly to the changes she'd made.
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Daniel arrived at Luke's house taking no time to park and exit his car, walking to the back of the yard he twirled his keys in his hand. Not bothering to knock he opened the door and walked inside not taking off his shoes since he wouldn't be here that long. “Luke?” Soon after Luke called back so Daniel walked down the hallway making his way to the kitchen; already he could smell something odd, Luke must have been making something for his store. His notions where corrected as he enter the kitchen he saw Luke standing over a large metal pot, a dozen of bottles all containing some non human substance along with and ancient book worn with age being held up by some cheap book stand as Luke had his face into the book, reading the ingredients carefully.

Not taking his eyes from the book he grabbed a bottle, it held some sort of green liquid. Luke eyes filled with concentration as he double check the book before slopping some of the liquid into the pot. Daniel had to admit whatever the demon was making smelled good, though he knew to any human it smelled worse then shit. Luke was the first to talk as he turned the heat on low, glancing up and giving one of his infamous cheesy smiles. “Hey, haven't seen you in a while?” Daniel said nothing, instead he shrugged. “Been busy...” He knew Luke could see right through his lie, the demon had known him for years now and had somehow managed to become the werewolves best friend whether intended or not.
“Any way I need something...” Luke perked up motioning him to follow Luke, Daniel said nothing following the demon down to his cellar.

“So what do you need? I got just about everything.” Luke was already rummaging through some boxes taking guesses to what the Werewolf might need. “I need some sort of fast acting healing tonic...or whatever you call it.” Luke stood up turning so half his body was turned towards Daniel, lifting a questioning eyebrow. “Why you don't look hurt...” Daniel rubbed the back of his neck...groaning mentally, why did Luke ask the very questions he didn't want to answer. “It's not for me...it's for this stray mutt I picked up at the side of the road. Luke blinked. “So you rescued it?” Daniel gave an awkward smirk. “Not exactly...Look I know I could just go to the vet but why do that when I can get something better from you for free?” Daniel smirked as Luke gaped. “Taking advantage of me again?! What if I said no!?” Daniel smirked. “You can't say no, your too nice.” Luke pouted before turning and walking over to a cabinet pulling out a small brown paper bag. Motioning Daniel back up the stairs into the kitchen.

“Alright just steep this in some warm water, make sure the dog drinks it all if you want the best results.” Daniel had kept up the idea of the mutt being a simple dog, just for the fact he could avoid playing twenty questions with Luke. Daniel took the bag from Luke looking inside it. “It's Fairy tea.” Luke answered without giving time for Daniel to ask. Luke went back to previously been working on. Daniel shifted nervously if only slightly as he knew the reaction he was about to get as he ask Luke wearily. “I need some more medication...I'm out.” Though it had been quiet before the room had become even more so as Daniel could see Luke face without even looking at it. “Daniel...” His voice was low and dark. “Those pills were suppose to last you three months...” Daniel gave a nervous shrug happy that Luke couldn't see it. “Yeah and?” He made his voice sound bored but really on the inside he felt like a child being caught in the act. Luke whirled around clearly angry but mostly you could he the honest caring look in the demons eyes. “It's only been a month! Shit Daniel are you kill yourself?!” Daniel glared at the ground darkly, yeah maybe somewhere in his subconscious that was what he was trying to achieve but he wouldn't be telling the demon that, he simply looked away shrugging. “They just don't work like they use to.”

“That's because you're abusing them!” Luke put a hand to his head he was at a loss at what to do. “Daniel, you may be able to live forever but that doesn't mean you can't die. If you keep this up...I'm not going to be able to pull your ass up from hell.” That had meant to come off as a joke but it seemed to hurt the werewolf more as he began to storm off, making his way to the front door ripping the it open. He had almost made it out the door when Luke stopped him handing him another brown bag, staring down grimly at it. “There's a months supplies...Please make it last Daniel.” Daniel said nothing walking out the door slamming it loudly behind him. Walking to the car, he hopped into the drivers seat, tossing the bags into the seat next to him. He sat there looking at nothing before grabbing the bottle from the bag; tossing two pills into his mouth following a swig of vodka to wash it all down.

When Daniel got home all had seemed normal till he had actually enter the house, the bag of fairy tea falling to the ground as he stared shock at his home. What had she done!? He growled darkly almost panicked as everything was not as it should be, all the old smells were gone most of his old furniture was gone and replaced. The mutt had taken it all away everything that he was trying to desperately cling onto everything that still had her scent on it was gone, covered by the horrid smell of paint or cleaned. He already knew who was behind this as he kicked the door open to the spared room only to notice she was gone. His anger flared anew as he made his way back to his car, stepping inside he slammed the door almost breaking the glass. He sat there for a moment, thinking thought it was nothing pleasant...How was he suppose to find her?

Almost instantly he looked up at his mirror noticing a bright colored ribbon, reaching back Daniel grabbed the box staring at it. The mutt had, had it with her the first moment he had met her. Looking at it carefully he quickly found an address, smirking almost sinisterly as he knew where this little bakery was, though he had never been in there himself. He speed away making his way quickly to the bakery, it was one of those cute self owned ones as fair as he could tell though he didn't know for sure. Stepping out of the car he managed to calm down enough, to at least act polite. He wasn't going to let her get away with what she did even if he had to drag her out of the store by the scruff of her hair stuff her in the trunk and drive her to some abandon warehouse and...Daniel stopped himself right there almost afraid to go in now, for that brief moment he sounded so much like his old self already his mind was telling him to go grab his pills but he ignored it making his way up the store steps. The little bell chimed as he enter, smiling like a fox he made his way to the front counter. Her back was turned from his but he could tell it was her, gently he put the box down his voice filled with a murderous dark intent that border on psychotic as he spoke...

“I believe you dropped this...”