Chapter 25: Few Month After Training
Wicked's POV
Its been a few months since I started my training with my father. My shadow powers was strong then the old Angel of Death.
Or that's what fathers says. Sirius and I made up.
So with my training done I had more time with him. Remus didn't like it so much but when I try to get close to him.
He just pulls away from me. It hurts me when he does that.
So now I'm laying in my bed crying.
What have I done to make him mad at me?
Then a knock came to from my door. I got up and walked over to the door.
It was Sirius and when he looked at me. He came in closed the door and put his arms around me.
Then he pulled me to the bed and made me sit on his lap.
"Its ok love I'm here for you."
He didn't know that Remus didn't like me anymore. I had my face pressed against his neck and the tears kept pouring out.
He held me tight and whispered stuff in my ear to calm me down. It helped but I still felt bad.
"Why does he hate me?"
I said in a very low voice that I didn't think Sirius could hear me.
"Who hates you?"
He said back to me.
"Remus."
I said in a numb voice.
"He doesn't hate yo-"
Before he could finish I said.
"He doesn't want to be around me."
He pulled me back.
"Really I didn't notice. I wonder why he is acting like that."
I put my face back on his neck.
"I don't know and it hurt to see him like that."
Sirius made a sound in the back of his throat. It sounded cute but it was one of his angry grows.
I didn't say anything cause he would get pissed. So I just licked his neck and he moaned.
"That's not fair I'm trying to be mad but your turning me on."
I giggled softly.
"Oh really."
I said as I smirk and moved my self. So that my legs was on ether side of his legs.
I could feel his dick get hard. So I wiggled my hips and he moaned louder.
I giggled and he looked at me with a red face.
"You think this is funny do you?"
Said Sirius as he rolled over. I was under him and he had me pined.
His mouth was now on my neck now. When he did this I started to moan.
"And you call this fair?"
I managed to say.
"Maybe."
He said as his hands felt my body. We started to take each others clothes and play with each other.
After a few hours I got up and took a shower. Sirius left to his room.
When I came out of my room. Every one was in the kitchen.
Lily wasn't looking to good but I didn't say anything. It might just be the flu.
But I might just have to watch and see. If it is want I think it is.
Its going to be fun around here if it is that.
"What are you smiling about?"
James said as I pour me some juice.
"Am I? I didn't know I was."
I said as I sat next to Lily.
"How are you feeling?"
I asked Lily as she drank some water.
"I feel sick to my stomach."
I patted her arm trying not to smile.
"Its ok Lily you will feel better soon."
She smile weakly at me. James looked so worried that it wasn't funny.
Then I felt something.
"Whats wrong Wicked?"
James said as I stood up knocking over my drink.
"There is something evil out side the barrier."
I said. The others looked at me with worry.
"What!"
James said. It was a weak evil but if they get in then they could tell the others. Then we wouldn't be safe any more.
"All of you stay here. I go and take care of it."
Before they could say any thing. I left the kitchen then out of the house.
It was very cloudy out and that meant a lot of shadows. I stepped into the shadows and then I was in front the barrier.
It was a werewolf sniffing at the barrier. How should I kill him?
Even if most of my mind and soul is healed. But the other little bit of me that wasn't healed.
Is my thirst of blood and death. But I didn't want the blood of the innocent.
That is one of the few things that didn't get healed. I moved so fast that he didn't know what happened.
My fangs sank into his neck and I held him there till it stopped moving. Then his soul went in to me.
His body was swallowed by the shadows. Blood was still dripping from my face when I got back to the house.
I went to the hose to wash off most of the blood of the wolf. Oh how much do I love the taste of a evil werewolf.
But the blood on my shirt wouldn't come off. Even if it did they would still know what I did.
They were watching me as I washed off the blood. I walked in and they were watching me.
With out looking at them I head off to my room to change. This is who I am now if they didn't like.
Then they shouldn't watch me.