Title: Justÿce
Rated for: T
Genre: Friendship, Family, Supernatural, Romance,
Fandom/Universe: Wolfblood
Characters: The K's / Jimi Chen/ Liam Hunter/ Sam / Maddy Smith / Shannon Kelly / Tom Okinawa / Rhydian Morris / OC's - Fæble Justÿce and Steel Justÿce.
Pairings: Rhydian/Fæble
Spoilers/Warning: AU so don't worry. I've only seen a few episodes of the show anyway.
Disclaimer: Wolfblood and all related characters are copyright Debbie Moon. No infringement intended.
Summary: Just a 'what if' version of two little wolfs answering to the call of the moon and their wild side.
Status: In-Progress
Author's Note: Before there's any complaints let me re-state "AU". I don't follow the show - only saw a few episodes and I haven't seen anything recent. I wonder if it will go past S4, that's all wikipedia gives me. Ok, so if you see 'this' then it's a mental conversation between characters. If you see 'this' then it's a private mental conversation.
Chapter: Takes place towards the end of S3. I forget what episode it was that Maddy presents her parents in wolf form to the entire class. I'm guessing the show will figure out another way for Liam to get curious and start crying wolf all over again. If he doesn't do that at the end of S3.
So my wolfs aren't exactly wolfbloods. I'm taking liberties with mine and combining bits of wolfs from all genres that I've liked. A bit of Twilight, some Underworld, Supernatural or Teen Wolf etc. And yes, I will have the characters explain that in another chapter.
Say Who You Are
The ride is long, with plenty of time to think about what she's gotten herself into. Her gaze slides to the boy at her side and she sighs. Again.
'Us. What I've gotten us into.'
"Quit."
The soft order only annoys her more.
"Its not the first school." He says. "It wont be the last."
"I should've kept my mouth shut."
His snort of laughter draws her narrowed gaze and she wants very much to hit him. But he's not the one to blame. So she keeps her hands to herself and glares out the window at the country side.
"You can't. You know you can't. That's impossible. That would be like… trying to… stop the glaciers from melting. Like stopping the sun from setting. Or the moon rising. Or-."
"Waiting for you to shut up." She snaps but his smile doesn't waver. Until the car slows down and they both get their first look at the buildings, drab gray green things set in the middle of black top and surrounded by woods.
"At least we can sneak a run…"
"Not here. No." She orders, tearing her gaze from the sight of her new prison and the gaggle of kids, to look at her brother. "Father wants us to blend."
"Yeah, I know." He assures. "We always blend in. That's not the problem."
From the front of the car, their driver turns to them both. "You have your assignments."
"Of course." She nods.
"Yup. All clear." He agrees and the driver utters a soft chuckle at the grin from the youngest Justÿce.
"I'll be here to pick you both up at 4. Let's try for a record, longer than the last school before the office is calling your Father?"
"End of the day, Humbert." She ignores the pained sigh and exits the car, her brother behind. They miss nothing of the curious gazes as they make their way to the administration office. It's their first day of school but all the others are half through with the year already.
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Its been a long day. Longer than she had expected it to be. She's been introduced more than once, she's given the standard reply; "Yes, my parents really named me Fæble. Yes, my last name really is Justÿce. And yes, I know in this country I'm the one with the accent. No, my parents weren't hippies they just liked the name. My brother is also attending this school and yes, his name is also unique and different. We've lived in a few different countries because of my Dad's job. I doubt we'll be here next year. I'm sure some of you will find a way to ask your questions but I think I covered the main ones."
There was a little laughter towards the end of her repeated introduction and of course, the curious ones couldn't wait for the end of class to start asking a million and one questions. There are a bunch of notes cluttering her desk which she skims through while partially keeping up with the lesson.
An overwhelming sense of anxiety hits her. It only takes the length of a breath to know its not hers. The sounds of the school are loud right at first, but she's an expert at filtering through the mess until she finds the source.
"What sort of name is that? Are you made of steel or something?"
Raucous laughter is followed by the softest of growls and its not hers.
"You looking for justice, then?"
More laughter and she's had enough.
'I don't need help.'
'Bull shit.'
'I mean it. I can handle this one.'
'What about the other two with him? You think the little coward will fight you fair?'
'I don't need him to fight fair. And I'm trying not to fight.'
'Ha! That's not going to happen.'
'Come on, Fæble. I promised Dad no trouble on this one.'
'He better not lay a finger on you.'
'Oh, krap.'
They both know its impossible to keep a bully from getting physical, doesn't matter how many times they've tried.
"Miss Justÿce-."
The bell sounds, announcing the end of class and thankfully the teacher just waves a hand for them to leave. Fæble doesn't waste time, grabs her satchel and slips it over her shoulder. It's the crowd in the hallway that slows her from getting to the other side of the school and her brother.
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Tom lifts on his toes wondering at the crowd in the yard. Beside him, Rhydian tries to hear. "Its Jimi."
"In trouble or causing it?" Tom wonders. At Rhydian's look he just sighs. "Right."
The wind shifts as they both near the circle. It's the scent of another wolf and Rhydian is the first to push through the ring of kids watching and shouting.
The boy, or wolf, is dark haired and tall. Almost as tall as Tom, his skin is darker than most, like a tan and his eyes a dark gray. Rhydian's soft growl draws the boys attention, its Jimi's chance to shove him. The boy focuses again but the clenched hands are firmly kept lowered and then unclenched.
"I'm the new kid. A little bit of teasing is expected." He tries to smile and forces a few laughs. "How 'bout -."
"You talk funny." Jimi cuts in. "Don't you know how to speak proper English?"
"Funny, I was going to say you sound about as bad as the dudes on TV. I'm sticking to my web selections from now on. Half what you say is garbled noise anyway."
Most of the circle quieted down and Rhydian could see quite a few annoyed faces. But the wolf boy was smiling.
"Garble noise?" Jimi repeated.
Rhydian took a half-step towards them, to stop a fight he knows isn't any of his business. Only, there's another wolf involved, a wolf in Maddy's territory. "Ji-."
He doesn't even hear, but like all the others, he watches her jump on and flip over Jimi's back. She lands in front of Liam and Sam. And so does Jimi as she slams him face down into the black top. It reminds Rhydian of the jujitsu exercise and Tom finally getting one up on Jimi.
"You're going to break it! Help!" Jimi screams and it almost sounds like he's dying but then, his arm is being pulled in a direction it isn't meant to go.
Sam and Liam glance at each other, cowards that they are, they rush her together. Only she ducks, practically flattens on top of Jimi and the wolf boy jumps over them both. He clotheslines Sam and Liåm, both lying on their backs trying to catch their breaths.
"Now," she stands and keeps Jimi on his knees, arm still bent awkwardly. "You're going to apologize." She leans down and whispers in his ear. "I can break your arm in a way you'll never be able to use it again. Come near my brother, look at him funky, say anything to him, you so much a breathe in his direction… I'll break both your legs too."
Rhydian is surprised to hear no emotion in her voice, but it affects Jimi. The scent of fear overwhelms the pain.
'How is this helping us blend in?'
She ignores her brothers mental reprimand and yanks on the boys hair to get him talking.
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"Maddy!" the door to the dark room bursts open.
"You okay?" Maddy wonders.
"Yeah, you have to come with me." Shannon hurries out the door and then back when Maddy isn't fast enough. "Well come on! You wont believe what I saw." She grabs Maddy's hand and starts running down the hall. "She was fast, and she jumped!"
"Who jumped? Slow down, Shannon." Maddy is curious but also worried about her friend.
"We can't. I'm sur- well, I think. I think she's like you. Like Rhydian. She jumped from these stairs to down there." She points to the landing only a few feet away, not far at all but not a jump regular kids would make just because. Maybe on a dare or something and Maddy takes a sniff. Its not a scent she recognizes, not a wolf she knows and there's no reason for other wolves to be in her territory.
"She doesn't belong here." Maddy growls.
"Another one?" Shannon is delighted, curious and slightly concerned, all at the same time. "You're sure?"
"Yeah," Maddy nods. "She's out side. I can hear them."
They run out the doors to find the crowd and Maddy shoves to the front. Her eyes lock with the girl.
'Oh good. Just the impression we wanted to make.' Steel brushes his fingers over the bridge of his nose and just hangs his head.
'I doubt she'll like me either way. Can't you smell her?'
'That's rude. I'm not sniffing her, Fæble.' He frowns at her.
She shoves Jimi at Maddy's feet. "Spoiled little shit."
"Come on." Steel takes her arm. 'Our ride is here.'
Fæble glances past the dispersing mob and spot their car and holds back the frustrated sigh. 'This was your fault, Steel.'
'How are you blaming me? I told you I didn't need help.'
'Shut up.'
Maddy watches them go, totally ignored by the wolf-girl. The boy offers a smile behind Fæble's back. The K's scramble out of the way, huffing about Americans having no manners, and mooning after the wolf-boy.
"Rhydian." Maddy calls but he's staring after the wolf-girl and ignores her. "Rhydian!" she runs up and grabs his arm, pulling on him and he growls at her. She's surprised. And by the sheepish expression on his face, so is Rhydian.
Maddy turns to glare at the car moving further away from the school.
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