Saturday, 14 July 2012
02:59:21 AM (GMT)
He watched her from the corner of his eye from across the bar. Watching as she sat
there with her friends laughing and smiling, occasionally bringing up her drink for a
sip. Her eyes sparkled under the flourescent lighting of the lighted room.
Sighing he turned his attention away from her and looked down at his own drink that
sat at his empty table. How pathetic, he thought. With rising anger he pushed back
his chair, shoved his hands in his pockets, and started for the door. The casual ring
of the bell sounded as he opened it.
The moon was up giving the city a frosted look and the stars shone brightly. No wind
was blowing or any animals sounding. Just silence of the night. That's how it usually
was in this small town of Destiny. On nights like these it was so quiet it gave you
Slowly he made his way down the sidewalk when he heard the door from the bar open
"Hey, wait!" A female voice called. It was a voice he knew all too well and that sent
his heart doing flips.
Slowly he turned around and faced the young woman he was staring at from within the
bar. A small smile on her lips.
"Elliot. So it was you! I didn't know you were back in town." Her bright voice
chirped. He stared down into her deep and endless hazel eyes that shone in the night.
All he could do was nod.
"Uh, yeah. Came back this morning." He mustered. She smiled.
"Why didn't you call me or something?"
"I forgot." He said nonchalantly but the truth was he didn't forget. He had been
spending all day pacing his new room in his new house with a strange new family
wondering wether or not he should call her. It wasn't until his new mother told him
to loosen up and go out into town for a while. He had been walking around the streets
until he had passed the bar and saw her within it. His body just went in
automatically without thinking.
"It's alright but we definitely need to get together soon. I have so much to tell you
The bell from the door of the bar rang again and a couple girls wearing light jackets
and designer jeans came out. They saw her and started calling for her to come back to
them. She turned around and smiled and gave a small wave. Then she turned back to
"I gotta go. It's my sister's 21st birthday and our cousin is here to celebrate." She
took a few steps back, that bright smile still on her face. "You're going to enroll
in the school in town right?"
"Great! I'm attending there. I'll meet up with you on Monday!" She called before
turning arond and returning back to her friends. Her hair bouncing with every step.
He still stayed facing towards them and watching as she met up with her group. One of
the girls, her older sister, looked over at him and, what looked like, glared at him
before putting her arm protectively around her younger sister and walking away.
With a sigh he turned around and continued downt the way he was going before she had
come up to him. As he walked all he could think about was her. Her face. Her eyes.
Her hair. Her lips-
He shook his head as if trying to shake the thoughts and images out of his mind and
starting thinking about other things that would distract him. Like the previous
'school' he had just got released from. St. Killan's School for the Gifted. On the
outside it would seem to be a very nice and posh school only housing the best of
students. That wasn't what it was like on the inside. St. Killan's School for the
Gifted wasn't some prestigious or top notch private school for any normal student or
genius. It was quite different then you would expect.
A faint tune could be heard from within his pocket and quickly he dug it out wanting
to silence the loud sound in his quiet world.
"Hello?" He answered.
"Elliot? It's me. Richard and I need to go out of town for a couple days to finalize
the adoption papers. Could you come home and keep an eye on the others?"
"What about Dante or Logan?"
"They aren't home. They said they had errands to run. Could you please do it? I'm
afraid to leave the younger ones home alone."
He sighed. Of course they wouldn't be home. He had heard them earlier before he had
left them saying that they were going to have a night out on the town. Closing his
eyes in submission he responded.
"Yeah. I can do it."
"Oh thank you so much, dear! How far away are you from home?"
"About 2 and a half miles. I'll be there in about 5 minutes. At most."
He could hear the smile in her voice.
"Alrightie. Good bye son." She said adding son on the end as if a joke.
"See you soon, mother" He joked back.
The call ended and he looked about him. Soon he found a jutting out brick and he
quickly went over to it. Placing both hands on the sides of the brick he pulled it
out causing a rocky sound to echo throughout the night and dropping it to the ground.
Quietly he placed his phone in the empty space and tried pushing the brick back in
place without crushing his new phone. Finally, he turned away from the brick and
looked around him one final time. There was no people around and no lights were on.
No cars were passing by either.
Perfect, he thought.
Closing his eyes he breathed in and summoned all the power he had within him. He felt
his heart beat accelerate and an aching pain shoot up his back. He opened his mouth
to exhale. The pain intensified and spread to his arms and legs. He could feel his
bones popping and moving beneath his skin. Biting his lip to refrain from crying out
he fell on all fours. He heard the ripping sound of his clothes and he closed his
eyes trying to regulate his breathing as Richard had taught him. After a few seconds
the pain had ceased and he felt a new breeze cover his body. He opened his eyes and
looked down at his now paw hands stretching them out. He arched his back feeling the
relief of his muscles stretching out. Looking in front of him with new sharpened and
heightened vision he felt a pleasant growl from the bottom of his throat.
Here we go, he thought before taking on at a full run. His hind legs pushing him
St. Killan's School for the Gifted isn't an ordinary school. It was a school that he
had been sent to 4 years ago shortly before his parents were murdered. It was a
school that helped him find Veronica and Richard, his new care takers and teachers.
St. Killan's School for the Gifted is a school for the supernatural children.
Children from all over the world.
Elliot could feel the wind hit his face as his speed increased giving him a feeling
of nostalgia. He loved shifting. It always seemed to lift his spirits. Slowly he
lifted his head and let out a haunted howl letting the others know he was almost
St. Killan's School for the Gifted is divided based on your identity. There was a
division for Faeries and a seperate division for Elves. They were in the east wing.
Elliot had spent his time in the west wing with the other beasts like Vampires and
Ghouls. Elliot however was in a different category.
His ears lifted as he heard another howl in the distance. He howled once more and
rounded the corner coming up to his new home. The front door slammed open and a small
girl of about 6 came bounding down the steps holding a bundle in her arms.
"Elliot! Elliot! I got your clothes here!" She cried.
Elliot made his way towards her and she smiled once he reached her.
"You look so pretty when your in your other form" She cooed.
He blinked at her and came up closer rubbing his muzzle against her side. She giggled
and placed the clothes on his back.
"I'll be inside!" She called before running back inside. He just huffed at her and
retreated into the bushes.
The family he was with now is full of others like him; abadoned or left behind. There
was a total of nine of them not including Veronica and Richard. He buttoned his jeans
and slowly brought his shirt over his now human head. Silently he walked out of the
bushes and towards the door. As soon as he reached the first step Veronica and
Richard came tumbling out.
"Thank you, Honey." Veronica said while passing by him. "We are really grateful."
"We'll be back Sunday night. See you, El." Richard called.
Elliot turned around and watched them run away into the night. He kept on watching
until he heard to distinctive howls ring through the night. Sighing he turned back to
the house and opened the door locking it behind him.
"Elly!" A small female voice cried out. Elliot looked just in time to see Riley, the
girl who brought him his clothes, jump in his arms with a wide smile. He caught her
with ease and wrapped his arms around her small six year old body. "Richie and Mommy
are gone! They just left! Did you see them?!"
Elliot smiled at her giddiness.
"You know what this means, right?" He said mockingly. Riley smiled wide and jumped
out of his arms.
"Party!!" She yelled running through the house.
"Bedtime's at 10." He yelled throughout the house and a chorus of groans replied.
Slowly Elliot made his way to the kitchen and made his way towards the fridge. He
opened the door and peered inside to see it filled with food. It seemed Veronica had
gone shopping before she left. Reaching in he grabbed a large steak and placed on the
counter. Then he turned towards the series cupboards and cabinets with a frown.
"Now, if I was a pan where I would I be?"
"In the bottom right shelf next to the stove." A voice spoke. Elliot turned around to
find Levi leaning against the wall. His thirteen year old body dressed in a black
tanktop and white bottoms that covered his feet. His bright blonde hair stuck up in a
Elliot went over to the cabinet Levi spoke of and pulled out the pan that seemed to
be hiding from him.
"You're making steak?"
"You want something? Might as well since I'm in here."
Levi walked over to another cabinet and pulled out a rectangular blue box and held it
out to Elliot.
"Macaroni and cheese?" Elliot read. "You want me to make that?"
Levi just nodded without saying a word. His bright blue eyes staring up at him.
"Ooh! Mac & Cheese? I want some!" Riley called out.
Elliot sighed and brought out another pan and poured water in to boil. He almost
dropped it due to the loud crash and thud heard from the upstairs followed by a
"Elly!! Caleb broke my door!!"
"I did not!" Cried another voice. "You were the one who tripped me!"
"Only because you were trying to run away with my toy!"
"It's mine you idiot!"
"Nu uh! It's mine!"
Elliot sighed. So he had to spend his first weekend of freedom babysitting a house
full of werewolf kids? Just perfect, he thought. But that's the price you had to pay
when you're an orphaned werewolf living in a foster werewolf family. This was his
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