White Wolf Version Two. Ok so I created this one because I had a second version of white wolf in my head and I couldn't merge the two together so here is a second if you don't like the first.
The telephone rang loudly at 2 a.m. the Blacks' home. Billy drowsily sat up and maneuvered his wheel chair as he sat in it. He rubbed the sleep out his eyes as best he could. Jake could sleep like a log so of course it was up to him to get the phone. It's stopped ringing and Billy silently cursed, until it started again. He rolled himself to the phone.
Billy picked up the phone, and sleepily started talking. "Hello? Who the hell calls at this early in the morning?" the voice on the other end of the phone gave out a sigh of relief.
"I'm glad you answered. Finally. Billy this is Erin Eagle." The woman spoke with a roughness to her voice. Billy dropped the phone half from sleep and half from total shock. He shakily grabbed the phone.
"Erin?? It's been so long? How has it been? How's the pack doing up in Alaska?" he said with a new found energy. He could here the conversation sour and become one of misfortune rather than a talk about happier times with Erin's sad and exasperated sigh.
"Well, Billy, that's actually why I called. We are having problems up here. And I was wondering if you could help us out." She asked in a sweet pleading tone. Billy tiredly rubbed his forehead and eyes.
"Well, Erin, you know I would love to help, but I really don't see how?" he said in a concerned voice. He could hear her smile on the phone.
"Billy, you know about Silvia Eagle, right? She's about the same age as Jake; I believe I have sent pictures. Well, I'm calling on Caleb's behalf. He asked me to ask you if she could go down there and stay a while. She's having trouble fitting in after all that's happened, and they are bent on not letting her stay a part of the pack." She said with a serious sadness.
Billy took it all in. he owed them and he loved Silvia. As he remembered she was cute and happy. What could have happened to set her apart from her pack so much that Caleb would want her to come down here?
"What happened, Erin?" he asked seriously, sitting straighter in his chair. She sighed again.
"She's different. She has abilities the others don't, and they don't like her for it. She can… she has the abilities too…" she trailed off and hesitated. Billy waited patiently for her to continue.
"She has psychic abilities. She can block out the others from her mind. See visions of the past and future. Read peoples emotions. Talk to in your head with out being a wolf… she can do many different things Billy, and the treatment towards her wont get better, she needs to get away. Caleb has bound her wolf half…" she sad the last part as if she was saying and was shot at the same time.
Billy stared off into space stunned. Why would Caleb do that to another wolf? Was she that much of a threat? Billy just knew that he had to let her come down and stay as long as she needed. No pack should treat and individual so cruelly even if they have different abilities. He nodded until he realized Erin couldn't see him.
"Yeah, yeah. Sure, sure. We can take her. We have plenty of room. She can stay as long as she likes. But uh… one question. When can she phase again."
"I don't know Billy?" and that's all she said of that. "I can have her there in two days, ok. They want her gone quickly." Billy nodded and grabbed a piece of paper and a pencil and scribbled the information down. By the time they got off the phone it was 4 in the morning, and Billy practically crawled into his bed and fell literally to sleep as soon as he laid his head on the pillow.
Billy slept most of the next day. Jake got up and went to school as normal. By the time he woke up it was 5 o' clock. He decided to make supper. Billy was in the back in the garage working on a car or something like that. He thought quietly to himself as he thought of how soon it would be until Jake would mature into a werewolf. The wolves up north in Alaska matured much more quickly, they usually could start fading by the age of 11 or 12.
After they ate supper Jake got up to go outside to continue working on his car until Billy stopped him. Jake looked at his father.
"Tomorrow we need to go to the air port to pick up and old friend. At around 7 a.m." all Billy heard Jake do was moan at the idea of 7, and nod. He left out the door. Billy cleaned up then went to watch TV, but his mind was far from the game.
Jake and Billy were driving on the way to the Forks airport. As they found a parking spot, got out and went up to wait in the airport. Jake waited by the luggage.
People swarmed out of the plane and to their luggage like bugs. There were so many. Billy looked around for Silvia. He had a picture of her as a little girl in a white and yellow sundress holding a sunflower and smiling innocently. But when he looked up to see her standing in front of him, the picture could have been someone totally different.
Silvia had on stiletto black boots that buckled all the way to her knees. She had on leather black skin tight plants that came provocatively low on her, exposing her belly button. She had a black parka with grey fur lining the giant hood. She sashayed over to Billy with no hint of a smile on her beautiful face. Her icy blue eyes were outlined in coal black. Her lips were naturally pink, and no hint of color came to her cheeks. She stared down defiantly at Billy. She nodded once.
"So you're Billy. Sorry they dumped me on you." That's all she said in a sneer. She put her hood up to hide her face. Soon after Jake, came up with her luggage. As soon as he saw her he gave her a double take, then the head to toe. He whistled quietly then looked away with a red tint glowing from his cheeks.
"Got the luggage, dad." All he said then turned on his heel not looking at Silvia and bringing her luggage to the car.
"Look," She said in a snotty attitude, "I don't mean to sound ungrateful, really. But its hard. Especially since things aren't supposed to be this way." She looked away and stared out the window as sadness engulfed her features. Billy just smiled. She was trying to be tough. It was cute.
He turned his wheelchair around and rolled in the direction of the car. This was going to be interesting.
Ok… so you like?
