Control of the darkness

Sorry if I've wrote it any different anywhere else guys, but I think I'm going to start back up and put some chaps in for you.

Chapter 10- Vincent

Brennan remained on the bed, acting as if he was still asleep, trying to hold still and be ignorant to the noise the figure in his room was making.

The bed dipped suddenly as a weight weighed down on it, making Brennan tense up. He froze when the noise stopped, and knew in an instant his cover was blown. AS he was considering whether or not to open his eyes, his face felt warm, like some one was breathing on him. This not only freaked him out, but also gave way to the image that some one or thing, was leaning dangerously close to his face to breathe hot air onto him.

He had his strength back in an instant as the need grew for him to move now. He jolted, opening his eyes wide as a voice boomed right in front of him.

"No need to be defensive… I wont hurt you".

Brennan was indeed near enough nose to nose with some one; he shuffled backwards to see the face properly.

The stranger that had awoken him was like him, that much Brennan could tell. When Brennan breathed in, the scent of this man was so overpowering Brennan could read from it. He was old in the change, maybe born into it. He was around mid 30's, and no age showed on his face. Perfectly sculptured the man was, having a well-shaped face, height to him and a sharp mind.

He was around 5 ft 7, a degree of muscle to his shape and precise brown eyes that made Brennan squirm under them.

The man was well groomed, with a taste for very royal clothes and style. He has long curling blond hair that strangely suited him. He held him self proudly, with his velvet black jacket buttoned together professionally. His pants were black and silk like, with the final touch of a fine white shirt underneath his jacket.

His face seemed stern but with the hair and eyes mixed in, it now looked concerned for him.

Brennan tried to grumble away from the stranger who was reaching out to him in concern, asking Brennan some thing. Brennan couldn't bring him self to answer, who were the man, was, he was making Brennan's inside squirm uncomfortably… and Brennan wasn't liking the sensation.

The stranger leaned back at the discomfort Brennan was going through. He waited a moment for Brennan to cease his moving and sat on the edge of the bed, still staring at Brennan.

Brennan didn't make any move to get away or talk so he started the conversation as best he could.

"… I don't know if your aware now, of where you are, so any questions you may have I would answer them as precisely as possible…"

Brennan huffed in frustration, not looking at the stranger. " What the hell is with you guys? You must love taking me and hiding me away from the team…"

The stranger nodded to Brennan, getting onto the subject. "Yes, I know of your… team. Brennan, you must understand now, your life… is much different from what is once was. But, lets not get into that right now. Matthew brought you here to me because he believed you were experiencing problems with the…change…"

Brennan remained silent. Talking to these older ones was like trying to talk sense to a child. They always twisted things around so it didn't seem right to you any more. Chris did it so why shouldn't another wolf do it to him.

"…Brennan. I'm sorry if I annoy you. I am Vincent Wilkins. I own this piece of forest here, and your welcome to stay here as my guest". He saw Brennan's face twist as an argument was coming and talked fast before Brennan could get it out. "You must remain here Brennan. For your own good... Losing control of your new other half maybe disastrous should you run into any one. Not as my prisoner, but as my guest. I don't want to hold you here, but you're a risk… to us all. You could expose us all if you get caught again, and you could hurt some one seriously should you cross them in your changed form. If you stay here, I promise you, I'll help you control this new ability. Make it easy for you to live as you used to live…"

He only got silence out of Brennan.

There was a clattering noise outside, making Brennan instantly tense up. The door swung open with out warning and in walked Matthew, grinning when he saw Brennan was awake.

"Ah, finally awake. I thought you would never wake up. Vincent, taking him through the steps yet… ". Vincent cast an annoyed look towards Matthew who slumped down on the edge of the bed lazily. "Come on Vin. The others wanna see him". He watched Brennan for a moment, "They caught his scent when I brought him in, but that couldn't be helped. So when's he gonna be ready for the run, the rest of us are waiting".

The stranger who was now know as Vincent/Vin shrugged his shoulders, not watching Brennan as Matthew was. "He isn't at the moment, maybe a few more days-" Matthews face twisted, as he was most eager to protest but stopped when he saw Vincent was having none of it. He settled for a bored look, glancing back at Brennan.

"So Mulwray, you know what its like to meet a pack of werewolves… quite the experience…"

Brennan grunted, "I think I'll pass". Matthew fell silent a moment, then startled Brennan when he roared with laughter, which was more deeper and with a danger to it, as his voice was.

He fell down onto the bed, leaning down onto his left elbow, "Your funny Mulwray. No, you got to meet the pack, because if you do a run around here, you're bound to run into one of us. There gonna love playing around with you, since you got such good humour". He gave a grin after it, his brown eyes giving a small sheen of gold to them. The sight greatly unsettled Brennan, and he didn't like the way Matthew was getting comfy trying to annoy him.

"Get lost Matt. I don't care about this pack, and since you've worked with Eckhart, you should know all about me. Now if you don't get away from me, I'll light you up like a Christmas tree…"

Matt was only slightly discouraged, pulling a sour face and rolling back off the bed, making a quick exit, but before closing the door behind him, he smirked wider than Brennan had ever seen, blazing to life his golden eyes one last time.

Brennan was having the distinct feeling he didn't want to be alone here, with Matt or Vincent. He wasn't going to like staying here.

He tried not to allow his face to show his worry as his mind sizzled with it.

' Adam… where are you guys…'

So sorry 4 not updating soon.

Going to try more from now on.

Thx 4 having faith in me so please reply and tell me what u thing.

Thx 4 reading

Tunder28