ENTWINED

1.

Molly

The last thing you want to happen is finding yourself stark naked with your limbs covering another body in an empty field. Sometimes these things happened. Not enough times that it would not cause me to retract myself and run off. I wasn't one of the ones who found myself mingling with anyone let alone a god like creature like that body I had left behind.

I say body but I know it was a man. He was flesh and bones just like me however he was built like a god. Lean but muscular in the right way. He had a darkness to him that made me cower but also want to stay put but I knew that I couldn't stay there. I couldn't lay there with him as if I belonged there. I didn't. I didn't belong anywhere exactly.

I suppose I should explain a little. One just doesn't just end up in a field for no reason. I always find my way to one on the week of the full moon. I usually hide in trees until my process takes over and then I spent most of that night running to burn off all of the anxiety that forms. I have another form as most of my kind do. A wolf, if you will.

I don't shape shift into anything else. Just the wolf and back to my flesh body as I were born into it. I always thought it would have been weird if I came out as a fur ball not to mention the woman who gave birth to me probably would have been sent to some place unreachable. No, I was just tiny as I always had been upon my birth.

That was never a bad thing. It just made it that much easier for me to roam as I always did. I haven't had anywhere to go for a really long time. I'm a bit of a nomad that way. It's easier to leave things than to settle, or that's what I had come to learn as I did what I've come to call my routine.

I'd find places to sleep in towns that no one ever came to and stayed a few nights before going to another and so on and on. Last night was different. I found my field and ran into the other wolf. I thought I'd have to show myself to the people in town. I never ventured into a place where there were known packs – or families of wolves. That always screamed trouble, no matter how I looked at it.

So, I avoided it at all costs but he snuck up on me seemingly having a run of his own. I didn't know if he exactly cared that I was there. He seemed to just be roaming around without much of a care for anything when he came across me mid stride and then I stopped and we kind of sized each other up as most of our kind do.

He made the first move while I was froze in my spot. I've never really understood how any of this worked. There had been tales of mating between breeds of all kinds. I had never mated before. I didn't know if I could attract the attention of anyone before while I was in this form. I got odd looks when I was in my flesh but I suppose that was more so to do with the fact that I usually had grime and dirt all over me from tumbling through forests and such. I never paid much attention to that.

Sometimes I didn't I blacked out during my wolf nights. Last night was one of those nights. It had to be after he came around me and started sniffing me. After that it was a big blank. That's why I was in the forest, throwing on my clothes and high tailing out of there. I didn't know what to do in this situation.

I needed a shower too. I smelled like sweat and other not so sweet smelling things. I rushed up the way I had come and ventured down to a river that I had seen the day before when I was trekking. I crouched down next to it and cupped my hand under the water and splashed my face with it. Wetting my hair before deciding that as long as no one was around I might as well take a quick dip to try to get clean. As clean one could get with no soap. Water would do for today. I had to keep moving.

I kept going after I cleansed myself. It was hot enough today that my clothes would dry on my back and I crossed over to the other side, not looking back to see if I would find out who my wolf friend was or if he wanted to know who I was.

Sherlock

My shoulder ached. That was the first thing that clicked for me the moment I woke up back in the field. It was my safe place on a normal night in this town. I hated being around the rest of my family during it. They always tried to get me to do things that I just wasn't interested in doing.

I drew in a deep breath before sitting up and stretching a bit. My whole skeleton felt like I had done more than the normal roaming. I could vaguely remember not being alone during the first moments of transformation. It was a bit dark after that. I got to my feet and tracked back down to the far end of the field where I left my bag of belongs. I hid it in the higher bits of flowers and grass just in case someone came by for some reason.

No one ever did, usually. Which is why it puzzles me that I vaguely remember another one being around me. I shook my head as I pulled on my pull over and pants. It was cool enough that I didn't exactly need to put on my shoes just yet. The sun was barely starting to rise, I noticed as I tossed my almost empty bag over my shoulder and headed back up to the house which wasn't too far from the fields. Everyone would be coming in for breakfast soon enough.

I just wanted to shower and maybe snag a cup of coffee if there was any left by the time I got there. All of my family had filtered in this week. I'd be lucky if I got a glass of juice, honestly. I couldn't wait to move out and find an apartment in the Valley where interactions were sparse and kin were nonexistent.

I liked to be on my own. It's always been that way.

As I walked up the back steps and opened the door that led through the large dining area I was greeted by a huge group of people laughing and stuffing their faces with food. Some of them stopped when I entered and shouted a hearty greeting.

One of my cousin's Louis sidled up beside me and pulled me to his side by my shoulder, I winced but listened to what he said. "You got lucky, lad?" He chuckled.

"What?"

My brother, Mycroft turned his head from the farther end of the table and smiled at me. "You were with a young lady."

I just blinked. "I don't remember if I was."

"You reek of a good time, Locky." Bern, another one of my distant cousins laughed before tossing back a shot of what I suspected to be tequila. Some of us took a shot or two the day after to help with the pain that sometimes surfaced. I had stayed away for it for as long as I could. I was nearly of age now however, so I could possibly. I wouldn't mind one this morning if what they were saying were true. It would explain the extra scorch of burning I felt in my shoulders.

I hummed as I took one of the shots that had just been poured and tossed it back. "Mummy upstairs?" I asked Mycroft who was getting up and heading towards the library more than likely to finish a few papers he didn't get to.

"Yeah. She was asking about you last night before we all went out for the night. It's probably best for you to go up so she can see you're home and safe. She worries about you, brother."

I nodded before walking up the large staircase to the upper floor where our parent's room was as well as a few other bedrooms. Most of the guest rooms were below on the lower floor. I tossed my bag down in the doorway of my room on my way down the hall to the corner which I would have to take to get to my mother's office. She had to be in there.

I smiled when I saw her as I got to the door. "Mummy." I called to her as I leaned against the doorway.

"Sherlock, there you are. I was being to worry something had happened." She told me as she got up from her spot by the window. She practically rushed up to me and grabbed me by the cheeks which I tried not to grimace at. I was nearly twenty one, she should know how much I hated the childlike attention.

"I'm here, clearly. Worrying would do nothing to help if something had happened." I told her which I later regretted as she slouched down from off her toes and gave me the most saddening stare. Her eyes were watery and her lip quivered. I really hoped she wasn't going to cry in front of me.

I had unconsciously made that happen a few times before and I couldn't stomach the emotions that ran rampant afterwards. It was unsettling.

I quickly reached out and put a hand on her shoulder, gently. "Forgive me. I only meant that I'm fine and that I will always come home as long as I'm under this roof with you and everyone."

"I know exactly what you meant. You're so much like your father." She said quietly as she took my hand off her shoulder and stepped back up towards me and kissed me on the cheek. When she came back to the ground she sniffed at me and her nose crinkled.

"Were you with someone?" She asked quickly, eyes brightening from its sadness like it was merely a mask. We all had ours however.

"Everyone keeps saying that. I don't know, alright. I could have been."

"What do you mean?"

"I blacked out."

"Sherlock." She said in a warning tone. I knew exactly what was coming next. I sighed. "Do we need to go see the Watson's about that?"

"No, don't be silly. It's only some nights." I quickly informed her.

"Still…you need to find this girl."

"Why?"

"Don't you remember the tale of how I met your father and…"

"How every wolf coming of age met their mate? Yes, I do remember. What does that have to do with anything?" I'm sure I looked confused but I didn't say anything more about it.

"You need to find that girl."

"Mummy." I whined.

"Sherlock Holmes."

I turned around and started back the way I came. I was tired of that fucking tale. It was a supposed legend and I don't want to hear another second of it. It was just a story. I didn't need anyone. I liked being alone. It was where I was most strong.

I didn't need a silly girl who I may or may have been around during one of the nights in the field to change any of that.

It was decided.

Hello! I've had the idea for this for a bit. I honestly wish I would have waited to have written this but I couldn't write any of the other things for some reason and I was a bit bored so I wrote this to pass time sort of, besides it was on mind. I don't think this will be too long. A few chapters at most. So…what do you think? I'd love to know.

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