Enter the hybrids.: Chapter one: Sad eyed girl.
Jen bobbed her head in time with Lewis' guitar cords. Not that she could really hear them
through the yells and screams of the Nexus, the club. Looking over, Jen sighed. Carily Ravens,
Lewis' and Jen's new room mate, sat watching Lewis perform with her sad eyes. Carily's eyes
had a look like someone who wanted to bury her past, but the ghost kept haunting her. That
ghost seemed to be around when ever Lewis sang. Jen sighed, remembering when she first met
Carily.
"That was a great set guys." Jen said, coming into the band's change room. "All thanks to
our awesome leader." Jack, the drummer, stated with a grin, "That morphine the hospital put him
on must have given him inspiration."
"The Jimi Hendrix of gothic rock." Laughed Ted, the bass player. "I'm a bit worried
though." Lewis said, "There was chick, staring at me through our entire set. She looked
so...sad."
"I saw her to babe. I asked Zeke about her and he said she's been to every one of your
shows since you've come back." Jen said, "I don't think she's a stalker. Zeke said the only
reason he let her in was because she looked so sad when he said no, because she's like eighteen.
Stalkers tend to freak out when denied excess to their idols....not that I know or anything." Jen
quickly added while the band laughed.
"We should get going. Gotta pay that worm of a landlord, again." Lewis sighed, taking
Jen's hand and headed out of the change room.
"Thanks for the save there babe." Jen smiled, and kissed Lewis' cheek. "No problem, but of
course, I want details." Lewis grinned.
Just as Jen was about to say something sarcastic, WHAM she ran into someone. "I am so s
orry. I wasn't looking where I was going." Said a young girl's voice. Shy, light and soft.
"No problem, I wasn't looking either." Jen said, picking up the girl's dropped backpack.
The backpack felt it held the girl's entire life in there. The girl herself was a bit worse for wear.
Jen recognized her as the girl who had watched Lewis so many times. Her black hair was pulled
back in a simple braid, a silver ring jutted from her lip. Her eyes were a blue green colour, and
filled with fright. Her clothes were worn and threadbare, and she looked like she hadn't eaten a
proper meal in a couple of days.
"Hey, you're the girl who comes to all of our shows." Lewis said with a smile, his voice
calm, like he was talking to a scared animal.
"Your music reminds me of my dad's music." the girl said, looking down at her worn running shoes.
"Maybe he and Lewis can jam sometime." Jen said. "He's dead." The girls stated softly.
"Oh shit! I'm sorry. Sometimes I swear my mouth bypasses my brain." Jen said. "Sometimes?"
Lewis said with a grin.
Jen swatted him, getting a chuckle out of the girl. "So why don't you come and stay with us?
We could use another roommate, and we can help you find a job. It won't be a free ride, but it's
better then living on the streets." Lewis offered.
The girl blinked in surprised, "But you don't even know who I am...." "We know you're an
orphan, and you like Lewis' music, that's enough for us." Jen interrupted the girl, "But a name
would be nice, unless you want us to call you 'new chick'?"
The girl laughed again, and smiled. Jen couldn't help but think that she hadn't smiled in awhile, "Carily, Carily Ravens."
"So anybody up for a night of partying and drinking? We can fix Carily up to get good and
smashed." Lewis said with a grin, walking home with Carily and Jen after the set..
"I second the motion. After this week, I need it, what about you Carily?" Jen asked. Carily
didn't answer. Lewis looked over to see Carily frozen on the spot, growing very pale.
"Do you guys hear something?" Jen listened for a moment. Under the traffic, the people and
other city sounds, there was a heavy breathing, and it wasn't human.
"Get down!" Carily screamed, pushing Lewis and Jen down. A massive... thing, jumped
through the air where Jen and Lewis had been standing. The thing looked kind of like a
Doberman, if that Doberman was bald, had spikes coming out of its skin and had WAY too
many teeth.
"Holy shit, it looks like Lassie is on steroids." Jen said. Carily growled softly, picking up a
piece of lumber, "I'm not going to let it happen again." Jen heard the nearly inaudible snarl.
By now six of the hell beasts had circled around them. Snarling and snapping. Jen and Lewis
grabbed nearby pipes, and started swinging.
"Jen! Look out!" Lewis yelled. Jen turned to one of the biggest dogs lunge at her. Jen
blinked for a moment and the dog stopped.... because it was right on top of Carily. Other dogs
circled around. But Jen started to beat them off with her pipe. Lewis was able to throw the big
dog off of Carily with a solid whack of his pipe, and the other dogs scattered, fading into the
shadows. Carily was still on the ground, bites and scratches bleeding sluggishly.
"I'll be right back!" Lewis said, running back to the club. "Come on kiddo, don't die on us, we
have rent coming up!" Jen said.
Carily chuckled, "It was nice Jen..." "And it will still be nice!" Jen stated, holding the broken
girl in her arms.
Carily chuckled again, her eyes closing.
End of Chapter One
A/N: Yeah yeah I know, crappy ending, but I wanted to dramatic for once. Sorry if Jen and Lewis are OOC, trying to keep them in character. Review with your questions and comments, just please keep your flames to a dull roar, considering I'm the first one to write Primal fic around here hint, I think I deserve a bit of credit. I hope you liked it, Seeya later.