Sorry for the hiatus, I know I said I'd stick to one shots, but when I was writing this on my phone I didn't realize how long this is. So. Also that, yep that declaimer is the only one on here. I do not find it necessary to repeat myself, as I
No copyright is intended, and I am most definitely NOT making profit on this. Jeff Davis created this, and I am simply toying with his characters for criticism and comment on my writing. Thank you.
Introduction
It had started back when they were young. The game had started when they met, and some could argue that perhaps it had started even before then. Back when Jackson Whittemore was known as David Mayer, back before the beatings started.
They didn't want to play this game, but they couldn't help it - the game was alluring, they were hooked before they ever even drew a breath. It wasn't really their fault. They were just pawns in this silly little game.
See, their mothers made a deal with the devil.
They were both in danger; David a wolf, would always be hunted and Isaac, a young boy who was dying from leukemia. They sold their souls to give their boys chance.
Keller didn't have much to live for, all her family killed by hunters, even her husband. She found herself with three children. One was too old to be parted from their wolf, and the other too young. She tried, but the devil said he'd only cure one.
She'd already lost her youngest, deep in the forest, but she held on tight to the ones she had. She had five years; the devil gave her that much. She put up David for adoption. He was eight; old enough to remember.
Elizabeth, however, had so so much to live for. She had a loving husband, a wonderful child. Isaac was diagnosed young, but it came quickly. The doctors said he had a chance of survival, but the odds weren't in their favor. Elizabeth didn't know what to do.
She was told by Alice Hale there were things that could cure Isaac, but it always came with a price. She'd offered the bite, said that she wasn't sure if it would work. She said he might die anyway. Elizabeth couldn't take the chance, so she talked to some witches.
She was directed to him. He smiled at her, his teeth yellow and rotten but Elizabeth held back her bile. He offered her three days, said only three, death didn't like to be cheated.
She lived long enough to see her son smile again. She told her husband not to worry, and disappeared. Few weeks after, they found her body.
Her husband knew what she did, and he was driven mad. The beatings came shortly after.
The mothers sacrificed themselves for their sons, but hadn't known what was being planned for them.
The devil saw the love of the mothers, and decided that the sons too shall see love - all but their own.
