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Post by Andy James on Mar 30, 2010 18:58:06 GMT -5
Andy heard the scream and without thinking bolted up the stairs with inhuman speed. If Brookelle hadn't screamed and Andy had just done this out of no were he would of taken a second to recover from shock, but Andy was pushed with adrenaline. As his feet landed on the top of the stairs he pushed off with force he had never felt before. Making it to Brookelle and what he know figured was Bruces room Andy swung the door open and looked straight at Frank, one of the werewolves that had been at his house just a few hours ago. Without thinking Andy raced across the room and body slammed into Frank, just as he heared the front door to the house crash open. Andy didn't have time to figure out if it was Bruce or someone else entering the house.
Andy moved over to Brookelle picked her up bridle style and moved her out of the room into his room. Once he had her seated on the bed he turned and walked out of the room, adrenaline still pumping into his system. Andy didn't know what he was going to do with the werewolf. He knew that Brookelle had turned her and he only had her to look up too for vampire information. He knew that she would have to teach him right from wrong in this new world. She would end up being like his mother for what Andy hoped would just be a few months. And the thought of losing brookelle, which would most likely be the end of him frightened him. It frightened him more then when he found out he was a vampire. Andy didn't notice his hand shake as he reentered the room to find more then one werewolf in there. Bruce was home.
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Post by Brookelle Bones on Mar 30, 2010 19:07:07 GMT -5
Brookelle heard Andy running up the stairs. Brookelle watched as Andy body slammed Frank, in the end making Frank drop her and get slammed into the wall, but also making Brookelle hit the ground rather hard. As she cringed in slight pain she knew that she was safe for now. Brookelle then heard the front door be slammed open. She didn't know who it was now, it could be Jake coming to back up Frank.
Brookelle felt Andy pick her up and then she saw that she was in her room, or the one that they let Andy have for the time being. As soon as she was set down, she watched Andy leave the room. She let a few tears drop from her eyes but she couldn't stop them. There was nothing she could do. She had just been attacked for no reason. Brookelle still wanted to know who else had entered the house, she could only guess that it would either be Bruce or Jake, and she hoped that it was Bruce.
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Post by Bruce on Mar 30, 2010 19:40:10 GMT -5
Standing in his livingroom listening, Bruce heard running footsteps and and two separate slams. Seeing Andy quickly walk out of Bruce’s and Brookelle’s room carrying Brookelle. Rushing up the stairs, Bruce saw Andy enter the room he was going to stay in until he learned everything he needed to know. Quickly rushing down th hall, Bruce entered the room to see Frank stirring on the ground with Bruce’s Colt in his hand.
Within two strides, Bruce had crossed the room and grabbed the Colt from Frank’s hand and Franks throat. Lifting his fellow wolf by his throat, Bruce looked Frank in the eyes with pure hatred. Frank looked back with a mixture of shock and fear. ”Bruce please. I was trying to help yo-”
”SHUT IT FRANK!! Bruce shouted. Pulling the hammer back on his his Colt, Bruce put it under Frank’s chin. ”You have fucked up for the only time. Too bad for the werewolf counsel, cause Im going after them next.” Bruce said before he pulled the trigger, creating one entrance and two exit wounds while splattering Frank’s brains onto the ceiling and walls.
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Post by Andy James on Mar 30, 2010 19:59:00 GMT -5
Andy watched as the gore proceeded. Bruce was angered and Andy didn't know what he might do. Cringing at the sight Andy moved out of the doorway and into the hallway. Andy keep his back against the wall and found himself catching his breath. His body was filled with adrenaline, or what he thought it was. He didn't really know if it was adrenaline or if it was just pure excitement over seeing the kill and the evens that had just unfolded. Either way Andy felt confused and shocked at what he had just done. Not only had he bound up the stairs but he had body slammed a werewolf. A god damn werewolf. Andys body slowly moved down until he was in the sitting position against the wall. He couldn't look in the room. He didn't want to know what Bruce was going to do with the body or if Bruce was still to inferiority with everything to talk. But Andy knew that Brookelle needed him.
"Bruce Brookelle needs you."
That was all Andy thought he would be able to say for the next good few minutes. Andy shook with emotion and he didn't know what to do. Everything this night had happened so fast his brain was having trouble sorting through it all. Andy brought his hands up to his head and brought his head down between his legs. He wanted this all to end. He didn't think he could live like this. Was this how all mystical creatures acted towards one another. They acted like they were good buds and then try killing them. Non of this was sane non of this was human even. Andy closed his eyes fighting back tears and the urge to go into the room. He was still starving and there was now fresh blood in the room behind him. His body wanted nothing more then to go in there and devour any blood left in the dead werewolfs body but Andy couldn't do it couldn't look in there. He just stayed were he was as he heard Bruce walk out of their bedroom into the hallway then towards his room.
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Post by Brookelle Bones on Mar 31, 2010 5:53:30 GMT -5
Brookelle heard Frank say that he was trying to protect Bruce, so it must have been Bruce there. She heard Bruce yell and she just laid down, she wasn't going to go get involved in this. She was still in shock. She hadn't been able to do anything against Frank, but he had caught her by surprise.
As she heard the gunshot she began crying more. She didn't know who had been shot, or shot at. She could smell blood. She heard two things hit the floor, probably the body, and Andy in the hallway. She knew that he could smell the blood too. She then heard him say that she needed Bruce.
So Bruce must have been the one with the gun, so that must mean that Frank's dead. Brookelle watched the bedroom door that she was in open. She still didn't move, she didn't want to. She watched Bruce walk in, she smiled up at him, but she was still shaking. She didn't know what to do, Bruce was right, she wasn't safe at the house, or when she would have left.
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Post by Bruce on Mar 31, 2010 12:46:37 GMT -5
Bruce stood there for several seconds after dropping Frank’s body. He was still infuriated at Frank’s actions. He had trusted him to not do anything stupid, he had warned him to not try and hurt Brookelle. The hand that clutched his Colt was shaking and his knuckles were pure white. Hearing Andy’s voice come from the hall, Bruce set his Colt back onto the night stand and walked out of the room. Andy was right, Brookelle needed him.
Hurrying down the hall, Bruce opened the slowly so he wouldn’t alarm or scare Brookelle. Walking in slowly, Bruce saw that she was shaking. Either she was still scared or Frank had roughed her up. Walking over to the bed, Bruce sat down on the edge and carefully put his arms around her. Holding her tight and rocking back and forth, Bruce stared at her. "I’m here Brookelle.” Bruce said.
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Post by Andy James on Mar 31, 2010 14:07:06 GMT -5
It took andy only a few minutes to calm down but he finally managed too. Andy knew that the only reason he was over this so fast was because he was extremely tired. He was tired of fighting the urge to feed, he was tired of wanting this all to just be a dream, and he was tired of being tired. It felt like he had been drained of life itself. Sighing Andy stood up and looked into the room were he had placed Brookelle and were Bruce know was. They seemed fine and he didn't want to bother them so as much as Andy wanted to help them he knew he couldn't. As andy stepped away from the door he turned around and went into what he figured to be a second bed room.
Andy could still smell the blood in Bruces room from the spare one down the hall. Andy shut the door quietly so it wouldn't wake them. He didn't want to go out of the bedroom the rest of the night. He didn't want to move from where he was standing. He felt like every organ in his body was screaming for the blood in the air. It wasn't painful it was just annoying. Andy didn't want to loss it either and just go feed. He still got nauseous at the sight of blood. Andy sighed and placed his back against the door before slowly moving down it into a seated possession before closing his eyes. He felt so tired he just wanted to sleep right there.
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Post by Brookelle Bones on Mar 31, 2010 14:25:59 GMT -5
Brookelle leaned into Bruce. She didn't want to be left alone anymore. She was afraid something else would attack her, something else that would actually kill her before Bruce or Andy would be there. Brookelle heard Andy move into the other bedroom, obviously tired since dawn was in 15 minutes she was getting there too.
She leaned against Bruce's chest as he rocked her back and forth. She knew that he was there, but if he hadn't come would she still be alive? She didn't know that answer. "I know" she whispered. She didn't want him to leave now. She wanted to stay with him forever
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Post by Bruce on Mar 31, 2010 15:19:38 GMT -5
Bruce continued to rock with Brookelle in his arms for several more minutes. He knew that dawn was coming and she would sleep. But himself on the other hand would be getting ready. Of course he wouldn’t be leaving the bedroom, but he would still be preparing nonetheless. He heard Brookelles soft words and nodded slightly.
Putting on a reassuring smile, Bruce looked Brookelle in the eyes. "Everything will be OK. I’ll make sure of it.” He said softly. He hoped she believed him, cause he would do whatever he had to to make sure she was safe. Picking Brookelle up as he rose, Bruce asked her Are you still hungry?” If she was he would let her feed off Frank’s now dead body if Andy hadn’t already.
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Post by Brookelle Bones on Mar 31, 2010 18:28:58 GMT -5
Brookelle leaned against him even more when he picked her up. She didn't want to see his body, she knew that if she did she'd end up crying more. Franks words kept running through her head. He was trying to protect Bruce. How would killing Bruce's mate protect him? It wasn't like she was hurting him.
Brookelle shook her head as he asked her if she was hungry. She didn't want to go near the body. She hid her face into his chest. She hoped that he realized she didn't want to go into their bedroom at this time. Although she knew that when she was asleep nothing would matter, but if someone attacked she was useless. This time she couldn't fight.
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Post by Bruce on Mar 31, 2010 19:26:04 GMT -5
As Brookelle shook her head, Bruce wondered what was wrong with Frank. He always seemed cool and collected. The wolf never made any rash decision before tonight. But maybe it was a breaking point for him that led to his death at Bruce's hands. But that's what he gets for trying to kill the woman, even if it was from a different species, that he loved.
Bruce understood why she didn't want to go back into their room or near Franks body so he laid her back down on the bed she was sitting on. Laying next to her, Bruce pulled her close to him. If they wanted to kill her, they'd end up killing him also. He didn't care what any of the other wolves thought. But he knew that to keep peace in his and Brookelles life, he would have to follow his favorite quote. Sic vis Pacem para bellum, translation; "To make peace, prepare for war"
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Post by Brookelle Bones on Apr 1, 2010 14:54:50 GMT -5
Brookelle leaned into him as he set her back down on the bed. She guessed that they were staying here for the day. Or at least she was. She laid back and sighed. She knew that it had to end like that. Brookelle leaned her head into his chest and fell asleep. Knowing that at least tonight she wouldn't be in any danger. He would be there to protect both her and Andy. She felt safe at this point.
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Post by Bruce on Apr 2, 2010 12:43:48 GMT -5
Bruce laid there holding Brookelles sleeping body. The events of the day slowly replaying through his mind. Looking at her sleeping body, Bruce decided to take care of Frank’s body while she was sleeping. Gently lifting her head off his chest, Bruce got up and laid it on a pillow. Sighing, he walked out of the room and down the hall. Entering his an Brookelles room, Bruce stepped over to the night stand and grabbed his Colt.
Walking over to the closet, Bruce reached in and grabbed his holster for the Colt. Strapping it onto his belt, Bruce sid his gun into it. He had never wanted to have his Colt strapped to his side again, but the situation called for it. Walking back to the nightstand, Bruce opened the drawer and grabbed the extra rounds for it. Putting them in his pocket, Bruce turned back to Frank’s body and picked it up.
Waking out the back door, Bruce took the body to the toolshed and laid it in there. Walking out of the shed, Bruce locked it before returning to his house and grabbing cleaning supplies. Reaching into the fridge before he went back to the room, Bruce grabbed a bottle of water. Stepping back into his room, Bruce started to clean the blood and brain matter from the floor, walls, and ceiling. Finishing the clean-up, Bruce walked back into the room Brookelle was sleeping in and crawled back into the bed with her. Closing his eyes, Bruce quickly fell asleep.
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