.::Author's note::.

I'm pretty sure these kinds of fan fictions are frowned upon. Not only because of the supernatural theme but also because of what I have mentioned in the summary: Incest.

Hopefully this will all turn out better than I imagine in my head.

From this chapter I warn again that there will be incest through out the whole fan fiction so please if you are disturbed by it do not read.

Enjoy the first chapter.(:

I do not own The Outsiders

1. Snowflakes

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Snow fell upon the ground, the cold air filled Tulsa. Everyone was inside their house wrapped in their blankets inside their home. In one particular house there was a boy who recently turned fourteen years old some months ago. He was sleeping next to his brother in his arms feeling his warmth, his comfort. It was around three in the morning when Ponyboy Curtis woke up, his eyes opening wildly. He woke up just before he could scream bloody murder from the nightmare in his mind. Not being able to go back to his slumber, quietly and slowly he managed to untangle himself from his brother without disturbing him, he tip toed to the living room then outside on the porch.

Sitting down on the steps he gazed up at the sky mesmerized. Still being human he shuddered from the coldness forgetting to bring a jacket with him. I never use my head. Snowflakes still fell from the sky, he rubbed his arms as vapor escaped his mouth. Darkness surrounded him. He sighed, things were too hard these months. The death of their parents was a real punch to the face. So many changes. And not just those. Others that humans wouldn't or couldn't believe nor understand. His eyes widened remembering what he was shown just two months ago. All that information he was said and shown. Ponyboy pressed his lips into a straight line. Some things are better kept unsaid.

His head turned quickly to the right hearing something, although human his senses were better than any mortal. Squinting his eyes into the darkness trying to see anything or anyone a hand grabbed him by the arm making him yelp in fright. This person turned him around facing Ponyboy.

"What are you doing all by your lonesome? What did we tell you Ponyboy? Never go out alone, especially at this hour!"

Ponyboy glanced behind him, "I know I know. I'm sorry."

Sighing he hugged his brother placing his chin on top of his head, "You really gotta take care of yourself more Pone. I wouldn't want anything to happen to you."

"Nothing will happen Soda. Calm down." He shuddered again from the coldness.

Sodapop ruffled his hair playfully shoving him lightly inside, "Hurry up, it's freezing out here. You're gonna catch a cold. "

The same low sound was heard, Sodapop looked around his eyes narrowing, his ears attentive at any more suspicious sounds, his body tensed. Yet only the wind blew, he huffed and went in the house. Ponyboy was already in bed curled up into a ball his eyes weighing down. Sodapop stroke his hair finally putting him to sleep. His breath was even meaning he was fast asleep. Soda smiled watching his little brother's face calm and relaxed looking so much younger.

Ever since the fatal car crash he's been overly protective, not to mention that he was still human too. Very vulnerable. The whole gang had him as their number one priority and not just because they were supposed to keep a close eye on him but because they really cared for him. A lot, Ponyboy was everybody's little brother. Even Steve's. Most of the time he thought of the boy as a disturbance in Sodapop's life yet he cared for him deep down. Steve won't allow anyone to harm Pony either.

Sodapop sighed, he also was of much concern. Not too long ago did they kill a Biter as the Gang called them. It was a newbie, a recent bitten one who had no idea how to control himself or what to do in his state. The gang was the pack of not just Tulsa but the whole Oklahoma state. There were others, not a lot but they basically were ones to make the important decisions. Darrel Jr. was the alpha male. Even though he didn't want to, but thanks to his father he was. He had to.

He made the decision to kill him, he was too close to Tulsa, too close to home and too close to killing Ponyboy. That fueled rage in the pack killing the Biter immediately shredding it to pieces with their fangs, what was left of the cadaver was burned. Afterwards Ponyboy was being more watched and more careful with himself. It left him a personal scar. Left him more paranoid...

His eyes wandered from his reddish brown hair to his closed eyes then to his nose who was similar to his mother's, then to his lips. There he stopped. He was captivated by it, his finger reached for them as his eyes twinkled. Suddenly he snapped his hand back as if he had touched something that was on fire. He grimaced at himself and those thoughts he was having frequently. Scowling at the nothingness in front of him, Sodapop laid in bed flinging his arm around Ponyboy.

The memory of that incident provoked that brotherly instinct rise inside of him. Holding on tightly to Ponyboy he fell back to sleep damning anyone who would dare hurt him. Even lay one dirty ugly disgusting finger on his body. If they did he would kill them no doubt about it. Protect him to no ends, after all he was his world. Ponyboy was his, of course the boy didn't know yet but Sodapop would also be his world.

His everything.

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(Sorry for any grammar mistakes)