Title: Cut the Ropes

Author: LazyWerewolf

DISCLAIMER: See chapter two

A/N: yeshh. Today's the day you've all been waiting for. Bella gets turned on this fine, snowy day. Then team Werepire (shuddup) go to London. Hence the name of this chapter. Oh and if you want to know what werewolves look like in this story, check out my bio, because my profile pic is Bella-wolf. And to my reviewer twinkie: vampire? No, werewolf. I don't know if I made that clear enough or not. I'm sorry I didn't :/ and to Lynne: thank you :) glad you're enjoying it. Hope you don't have a heart attack with this one though ;D

Okay, so what happened with this was that I stayed up till two in the morning writing and eating pita chips in bed. If anyone has an iPhone you know about the notes feature. Yeah. I typed the entire chapter on that. My thumbs are sore.

I really need a beta that's reliable. I don't want to wait a week for a fic that could've (should've) been out in a day. I'll think about ur offer, Ash. Don't laugh at my ineptitude with grammar! Because this chapter is supposed to be serious, and I can't have sadists laughing as Bella is in pain! Oh and for some reason centering font isnt working today :/ no clue why. These : ~0o0~ are meant to show time elapsing, but you might miss them.

Two American Werewolves in London

To say that fear was an emotion was a clear understatement. Fear was a new mindset that attached itself to you. But then again, to say I felt fear when seeing Laurent is also an understatement. I felt pure terror.

My breath hitched as he continued to examine me. He seemed overly fascinated by my human movements. His nose then scrunched up, and it looked kind of like he tasted something sour.

"Let's go somewhere more... Private, Bella," he lifted me up easily and threw me over his shoulders and carried me off. His vampiric speed was twice that of Rosalie and Emmett combined. Probably because he drank human blood.

A few seconds later we came upon a closed room. It looked like a shed from the outside. The room was stationed in the middle of a clearing, not much different from the ones we were at before. Memories came flooding back.

I was at my old ballet place. James held a video camera to my face as he tortured me. Thought it was fun. Edward burst through the open window, rescuing me from my scrape with death. But that was just it, wasn't it? How many times had death passed my side? I think maybe one too many.

Laurent took my hand and kissed it. "M'Lady?" Yeah, where have I heard that before?

He led me inside the shed, and closed the door behind us.

"Did you know, Bella?" he said with a small French accent, "I used to work as a psychologist, in my human years. I would like to know what," Laurent paused to take my hand and sit me down on a chair, "has been troubling you."

I laughed. Death was funny. "I'm being kidnapped by two vampires. A werewolf is hunting me down. Another vampire is about to drink me dry," I laughed and turned to him. "And my boyfriend exploded two days ago."

He seemed thoroughly amused by me. "Well, Isabella, it seems monsters have taken a liking to you."

He started pacing around, grabbing the back of my chair.

I thought death was actually being nice to me for once. Maybe I could die talking to him like an old friend. "Well, it seems I have influenced your world much."

He raised an eyebrow. "How? You thoroughly fascinate me. "

I laughed again. Death was certainly treating me well. "One of the members of the Olympic coven fell in love with me. And then," I smiled, "then he and his family left me. They left a human with full knowledge of immortality alive. They just got up and left."

He laughed a hearty chuckle. "Well, how is it that that influenced my world?"

I thought about it. "The Olympic coven has been split. The two you fought back there," He zoomed behind me and got a chair. He sat in it backwards in front of me. "And then the others you met at the baseball match."

"Well you certainly have a good memory. James is all but a distant and unpleasant thought to me. But he is hard to forget," He took my hand and began toying with it.

"James was sadistic. He didn't make dying as...pleasurable as you are doing so."

Laurent began talking again. "Our short existence as a nomadic coven was certainly interesting. We each had our own way of killing. James' favorite method was torture. I got to know my victims. You are the most fascinating one I have met to this date. Victoria, however had a different method," He began speaking in a laughing tone. "She used to rip their heads off in the middle of climax. Safe to say that James and Victoria got along very well." We both shared a hearty laugh.

"So, Bella... I have a burning question in mind. Why are you so calm? Most people can't even get a word in, so it seems kind of like a very shallow kill," He explained.

I smiled. "Death is very...surreal. I guess it was all in the situation. James made it absolutely terrifying, the car crash was kind of unexpected, and having giant wolves chase after me was just outright flow of adrenaline. I just feel... Calm, now. Like I probably deserve to die after all I've been through," I said. Either that, or all self preservation centers in my brain had shut down.

Laurent looked at me with his dull, burgundy eyes. "Well, I would like to get to know you before..."

"Yes, I understand. I guess I should start at the very beginning. My birth name was Isabella Marie Swan. I was born on September thirteenth, nineteen eighty-seven. My parents are Renee Dwyer and Charlie Swan. I started ballet when I was four..."

The time passed, Laurent and I sharing laughs and discussions about many topics. He was most interested in the wolves, and was disappointed to know that I didn't know much on them. After a while, he got up and walked to a window where he took a deep breath and hissed.

"I'm afraid your time is up, Bella," He turned to face me. "I thoroughly enjoyed getting to know you. I'm sure you will be one of my most –" He was cut off mid-sentence. By what, I had no clue.

A huge mass of fur ran straight through the walls of the shed and tore through the floorboards as if they were paper. The monster swung and arm and sent Laurent flying, causing my captor to fly fifty meters through the air. I gaped. The giant thing was at least 20 feet tall! Its hands alone could grab Laurent like a doll. Laurent hissed at the huge beast, trying to get a hit in, but the monster kept pummeling and pummeling him. It seemed as though after a while, the monster got tired of playing. Laurent's eyes widened as the beast's arm tore through him like he was made of fabric. But then something unexpected happened. Laurent's body began to disintegrate around the wolf monster's arm. Pretty soon, all that was left were a few ashes.

The monster's head snapped to the side quickly and it looked at me with pitch black eyes. It let out a deafening roar, and I took that as my que to run.

I sprinted toward the door and shut it behind me on reflex. It was probably a stupid maneuver because it wasted precious seconds, and the beast demolished the walls on contact. Another deafening roar hit my eardrums, but I continued running. The thing caught up quickly and swiped across my back, sending my flying farther than Laurent did into an open space, cornered by a mountain.

I crashed against the wall of the rock, and I could hear audible cracks as I screamed. I turned to see the beast prowling toward me with its fangs bared. I pressed against the rock and whimpered pathetically. Death decided to revoke its previous decision of letting me die in peace by replacing it with this thing. I don't know what I did to upset you, karma, but please, please make this quick...

I caught a good look at the monster. It looked like a dog from the waist down, but its torso resembled that of a human. It had hands. I immediately recognized it as the wolf from the mountain. The wolf that Rosalie and Emmett said would... Oh...

The were-thing stepped up and grabbed me by the shoulders. With one hand. Its strength rivaled that of Emmett. Emmett? This thing's twice as strong as Emmett. It let out a deafening roar and inched its face closer to mine. Ow...ow... AUGH! It was holding my shoulders so tightly that I felt it beginning to crush them with as much ease as I would have crushing a can of soda.

I looked up to see it baring its teeth. It opened its mouth, taking in a sharp intake of air, before letting out a screeching howl. I had no time to react before it sunk its teeth into my neck and shoulder. Its teeth went far enough to crush my collarbone, before it pulled out and tore a chunk of my flesh out.

James's bite was nothing.

Vampire venom had to be nothing.

Nothing compared to this.

I let out an ear splitting wail. I could feel the most immense pain I had ever felt in my life, probably in my whole future life as well. That is, if I didn't die of blood loss. The pain was terrible, nothing could even compare to it.

The wounds on my neck began doing something indescribable: they were healing incredibly quickly, and then ripping apart again. The whole process was repeating over and over again, causing horrifying amounts of pain. All the while, I was screaming my lungs out, trying to pretend that maybe, maybe if I yelled my heart out it would stop. But it didn't.

I became vaguely aware of a loud cracking; something that sounded like the cracking of bones. The pain that now attacked my legs was testimony that it was indeed the sound of my own bones breaking. That, coupled with the pain from my shoulder was enough to drive me over the edge.

I would have taken Laurent any day.

I would have picked James.

I would have been tortured every day for the rest of my life if it meant getting this... this searing pain out of my system.

My legs broke and rebuilt themselves, stretching them out. James could have snapped my legs as many times as he wanted; nothing could compare to the pain that was attacking my legs, and now my arms.

Bones broke louder than before, probably because of my proximity to the noise. Every single bone in my limbs, from the pinky finger to the thigh bone was cracking and rebuilding, cracking and rebuilding over and over and over again. I held my mouth open and attempted to scream to no avail. The waves of pain that plagued my extremities were probably too much for my brain to handle.

I felt a sense of relief as the pain slowly but surely drifted from my toes and fingers. But, then the tumultuous waves of pain attached themselves to my hips and shoulders. My body creaked, groaned, shrieked and every other noise imaginable in protest. I could feel it, my hips were rearranging themselves, and the pain was crawling up from my legs into my stomach. I didn't know whether to feel relief or disdain as the pain flicked on and off in my legs, but grew in my torso. After a very long while, though, the pain had disappeared from my limbs and was now beginning to crawl up my collar and into my neck.

I could feel the freezing bite of the wind as it blew against my bare legs and midsection. Apparently I was naked. Not that I cared much, though, because you could put me stark naked on a glacier and I probably wouldn't have noticed.

The pain crawled up my throat, effectively silencing my screams of terror. It was making its way up to my head... Will it kill me? Stupid question. Of course it would.

I felt my jaw being broken and stretched out, along with my nose. My entire face was being expanded forward, but muzzle more than anything. I was beginning to become aware of a pounding and ripping in my ears. This, I soon found out was the actual ripping of the ears themselves.

The pain had all but subsided, and I allowed myself a sigh of relief. Maybe it's finally over...

I was wrong. I felt a faint pin prick on my foot; so faint I almost laughed. After all I've been through, you could have cut off my arm and I wouldn't have noticed.

But the pin prick was followed by another, and another, and yet another, until my whole body felt like it was on fire. I couldn't have imagined a worse fate than mine. It wouldn't stop. It just wouldn't stop. It was never going to end, was it?

But, much to my surprise, it did. It just stopped. No warning, none at all. But I guess the pain decided that it was through with me. I had enough pain for a lifetime.

I opened my eyes and sat there shell shocked for a few minutes. Everything was so perfectly clear. I could see individual blades of grass from a mile away, and could smell the ashes of Laurent from where I was sitting. The leaves on trees a hundred feet tall were visible, and if I felt like it I probably could have counted them individually.

I slowly lifted myself up on my legs. I found that my upper torso was too heavy for my legs alone, but I was pleasantly surprised to find that the length of my arms let me put my weight comfortably on all fours.

I looked around. I literally towered over anything that wasn't a tree. A human probably wouldn't reach the size of my arm. I tried to laugh, but it came out like a bark. I didn't mind much. I never liked my voice anyway.

Everything around me was in black and white. Not one bit of color anywhere, even though I could see much clearer than before. The trees, the grass, the everything. But if this made any sense, I could see colors when I looked for auras. I saw a tower of blue, a purple flame, along with a huge halo of forest green. I also saw a very faint, actually extremely faint glow of a... New color?

The color danced around in a particular pattern. I had never seen a color like this before. It was beyond visibility, a color in the ultraviolet spectrum, yet there it was clear as day. It fascinated me. But it was much too far away. Much, much too far away to be in even the same country.

The green, blue and purple auras were much nearer, however. I padded myself on four legs toward the new auras. They seemed to be coming closer, and fast.

I cantered with an interest to the forest clearing. The pile of ash itself had an aura of dull orange. But that didn't hold nearly as much brightness as the three auras approaching me rather quickly.

Suddenly three beings broke through the clearing. One was a blonde, female vampire, followed quickly by a bigger, brunette male vampire. The latter was being tracked by a large, but still insignificant grey wolf.

Needless to say their small sizes made me lose attention rather quickly. I was much more fascinated with the pyramid of darkness off in the distance. It was still very far away, maybe not as far as the fascinating pool of a new color but still too far away to be bothered with. So I settled on the three in front of me.

Upon closer scrutiny I found that they looked vaguely familiar somehow. I didn't know who until the big vampire approached me with his mouth wide open and his arms held up in a gesture of peace. The blue tower that surrounded him was still.

"B...Bella?" The blue aura said.

My ears perked up when I heard my name. I didn't care much for the name itself, just that the small creature had the audacity to approach me when I was clearly larger, stronger and more able than he was.

"Bella, it's me...Emmett. Remember me?"

Silly creature, I snorted. Of course I remembered you. You're the one who brought me here in the first place.

"I'm gonna take that snort as a yes," the purple aura from behind said. She wasn't one to talk. Her aura was like a flame, while the blue one's was like a huge tower. The green one's was...

A wolf padded in front of me. He seemed to hesitate, before his aura exploded and changed into a lighter green. In the wolf's place was a tall tan child. I staggered back due to the abrupt change in color. Who knew they could do that?

"Bella, we're not here to hurt you," the tall boy said.

I rolled my eyes. As if any of them could hurt me.

Emmett stepped up. "Remember Rosalie? And Embry?"

I nodded. They struck a chord with me.

The large vampire continued. "Well, we're gonna take you home, then we're gonna pack our bags and go to London, alright? We just need you to turn back."

Turn back? Turn back? He was crazy. I didn't know how to turn back.

"Em, she has no idea how to turn back," the blonde vampire stated venomously.

"Oh... That could be a problem..."

Problem indeed. I let the two pathetic vampires and the circus freak simmer it out for a bit. I wasn't going to comply, of course. Instead, I leaned down and lay in the grass. I was tired, so I would sleep.

~0o0~

I awoke abruptly, my breaths heaving and labored. I shook my head to get rid of the moisture. Someone had dropped a bucket of water on me.

"'Ey! Bella's finally up!" Embry said.

"It's about time!" I heard Emmett say from the room next to mine. I watched Emmett emerge from the doorway and approach me carefully.

"How're you feeling, Bells?" He looked at me with concerned eyes.

"Good. Why? Why wouldn't I be fine?" I felt perfectly fine. I didn't see why that had to change.

Embry, Emmett and now Rosalie's jaws dropped. I felt confused. What had happened?

"Bella, don't you remember anything that happened?" The blonde vampire asked.

Come to think of it, I did remember a bit. I remember pain. Then everything being in black and white save for the auras surrounding some objects. And this wonderful shade of who knows what dancing on the edge of the horizon...

I cut off my thoughts. Sure enough, the auras of the three were still visible, though I wasn't... Whatever I had turned into. Rosalie had a faint purple flame, Embry had a halo of pale green, and Emmett was encased in a faint tower of sky blue. I needed to ask.

"What the fuck happened last night?"

Emmett looked to the others before looking back to me.

"Well, you kind of..."

"Went wolf!"Embry interrupted.

"What do you mean, 'went wolf'? What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" I was getting pretty pissed.

Emmett sighed. He looked to Rosalie, who walked rapidly to another room and back, holding a mirror. For some reason, they didn't seem to blur anymore. They just moved faster.

She held it out for me to take. I stared into my features in the mirror. My face had reverted back to normal, but not without some significant changes. For one, my once brown eyes were now bright yellow, and my canines were significantly enlarged. I didn't look too out of place, though, and for that I was glad.

The biggest flaw was a huge, foot long bite mark running from my shoulder and neck down past my collarbone. The holes made by the teeth were tender, and pained to the touch. No more tank tops for me.

Out of all of us I was in last place in terms of looking normal. Embry was in first followed by Emmett and Rosalie. I felt like asking one more question.

"Wha...What am I?"

Emmett grabbed my hand, and the tower surrounding him twirled in an unknown emotion.

"... We don't know... But we know you aren't human anymore."

I blanched. Not human anymore. If I'm not human, then what... What the hell am I?

I continued looking in the mirror for a long period of time before Rosalie broke the silence.

"The flight is in six hours. We're going hunting. We feel okay with Bella staying here with you, Embry, because we're sure Bella can... Take care of herself now," She said, before her an Emmett both walked out the door.

~0o0~

For the next few hours, I stopped thinking coherently. My thinking was reduced to simple problem solution thoughts, so most of my day went by like this:

I am hungry; I will eat.

I am still hungry; I will eat more.

I am still still hungry; I will call room service and demand they bring me food.

I am still hungry; I will eat Embry. No, that's a bad idea. I will eat more food.

I am tired; I will sleep.

When I awoke from my nap, Embry was crouched over me, tugging at my shirt.

"Bella!" He whined. "Emmett and Rosalie are here, and if you don't get up, Rosalie threatened to castrate me..."

"Chill, buddy, I'm up..." I lifted my weight up with some effort, got up off the couch and grabbed my bag, which was already near the door. Emmett called out from down the hallway.

"Let's go, the flight leaves in thirty minutes!"

We both ran with our bags down to the car. Rosalie knew we would look strange, going on a twelve hour flight to London with nothing but carry-ons, so she filled empty suitcases with clothing and other travel items. We would leave them at the airport, and seeing as they had no identification, no one would be the wiser.

The car ride was short, Embry and I riding in the backseat while Rose and Emmett rid in the front, with Rosalie driving. We were going an average of sixty in a forty-five zone, so I was surprised when we got to the airport with no issues. Maybe it was Emmett scaring the cops off.

The gates closed as soon as we got through. We made our way to the plane, which was relatively empty. Emmett volunteered to sit with me to try to explain my... Unique condition. Rosalie and Embry sat behind us, with Rosalie at the window seat and Embry near the aisle.

Emmett began his list of explanations.

"Okay... Where to start..."

"You could start explaining what happened."

"Oh. Well, you were bitten, obviously, and then you turned into a werewolf." He explained, like it was totally normal for this to happen.

The purple flame behind me flickered in annoyance. "Tell her the whole truth, Emmett."

"Well, you were bitten, you turned into a werewolf, passed out, and while you were out, you slowly began turning back to normal."

Embry snorted behind me. His green halo grew and shrunk disproportionally, also due to annoyance. "You were the biggest wolf I had ever seen. Not like the rest of us down at the Rez, but you were huge, girl. You made Sam look like a puppy," he snickered.

Although I was mildly curious about the wolves down at the Reservation, from what I could gather they weren't like me. I had never experienced changing before now. And also, my phasing was extremely long and painful. I had no genetic trait of the sort that made you change. Quileute phasing was instantaneous and painless, looked like. They had genes that made them change into werewolves. No, no I wasn't like them. Not at all.

Pretty soon, the human passengers fell asleep one by one, including Embry. I was too focused on trying to figure out what I was to even attempt to go to sleep. I stared out the window as clouds gently floated by.

Clouds... I turned my head to stare at the humans in the cabin. Their auras were in grayscale, nowhere near the vibrance of the three beings that sat next to me, but at the same time also not touching the depth that the black pyramid had. I remembered the shade clearly. Pitch black, and in a large pyramid shape. That was pretty hard to miss. I kept focusing on the steady hum and twists of the aura in front of me. It was a grey diamond that hung over the human's head, and while he slept it gently stirred and twisted, lulling me to sleep.

~0o0~

I awoke to find Emmett shaking my shoulder.

"Bella, get up, we're here!" He said, excitedly.

I rubbed my eyelids and yawned. "Okay, I'm goin'..." I took the hand he offered and tried to shake the sleep off as I followed Emmett, Embry and Rosalie to the gate. My bag clung limply to my shoulder.

The airport was fairly crowded, but something else nipped at my insides as the four of us made our way out of the gates.

I gasped in happiness upon seeing the proximity of the mysterious ultraviolet aura that poured into the sky. Hey, it was still far away, but definitely visible against the foggy London sky. It behaved much like a stream of water against a wall would. Its movements held my attention closely, and I was utterly delighted to find it moving closer and closer to me. Not fast enough, though.

Emmett placed a hand in my field of vision and moved it up and down.

"Hello? Earth to Bella!" He stepped behind me and put his chin on my shoulder. "Whatcha starin' at?" He chortled.

"The... The color..."

He stepped back and rolled his eyes. "Yeah, it's called grey, Bella. Let's go, Rose caught a cab."

The human cab driver was dazed by Rosalie's inhumane beauty. He had to wipe his chin several times because of the spit that escaped his mouth. It was disgusting.

"W...where to?"

"The best apartment complex you can find," She responded in a low, sultry tone. I had no idea how she could make that sound sexy, but she did.

The cab driver was sweating profusely by the time we got to said apartment complex. He was in such a daze that he didn't even collect the pay before zooming down the road again.

"Just as well, I didn't have any money anyway," Rosalie laughed, and we all joined her.

Upon entering the apartments, we found that they were indeed very nice. The staff quickly led us to a huge suite, and made their way off after giving us a tour. Or, mainly giving Rosalie and Emmett the tour.

The apartment was modern and spacious, equipped with many different gaming systems (to Emmett and Embry's delight), a large kitchen (I was overjoyed) and three huge bedrooms. We all knew who would be sharing one.

Emmett and Embry were the first to settle down, once room service had arrived to tend to our needs. Much too early it seemed. Seems word got out of Rosalie living in suite 364. I was second, easing into a sofa that was placed next to the huge window wall. Rosalie was last, throwing out the excessive amounts of mints and chocolates she had received from the staff. Emmett had gotten his fair share too, but apparently there were more males in this apartment complex. Not that some of them seemed to care.

It was easy to settle down because watching the new aura dance across the sky was like watching television. But somehow more personal. I furrowed my brows while thinking of all the possibilities the aura could be. It remained a mystery.

~0o0~

I was sitting happily at the window a few hours later, content with gazing at the odd fluctuations of the ultraviolet aura. It seemed to be hopping all over the place. It kept moving all over the horizon; almost like it was looking for something—or someone.

"What are you staring at?" Emmett asked from the chair next to the armrest where my head was placed.

"There are... The... Let me explain what I'm seeing," I began. He hunched over, elbows on his knees, keen with interest.

"Ever since..."I touched the scar on my neck, "Ever since I was bitten, I've been seeing these...auras," I explained.

"They're all different shapes and patterns and colors, and they're all unique to the person. For example, yours is a huge, sky blue tower that keeps you in a box. Rosalie's is a purple flame, and Embry's is a huge green ring that changes shade when he phases. He was a really dark green as a wolf, but his aura turned to like a leafy greenish color while he's human," I elaborated.

"But there are these two auras that bother me," I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. "There's this huge, pitch black pyramid coming in that direction," I pointed to the direction of the apartment door, "And there's this other one... It's a color I had never seen before. It's like in the ultraviolet spectrum, but I guess it's kind of got like a yellowish feel. It's an aura that's driving me crazy because it's everywhere at once. The first time I look it might be on that end of the horizon," I pointed to where the strange aura was now, and followed it with my finger. "And then it might suddenly change direction and move somewhere else. It's driving me crazy," I huffed. He looked at me with acknowledgement.

"Well I guess the black pyramid could be whatever bit you. You were pointing in the direction of America. And I'm not sure I know what that other one is. It seems kind of weird. But," He looked at me and laughed. "Then again this is also coming from the werewolf thing seeing colors."

I couldn't help but smile.

Emmett continued. "If your kind is anything like ours, then what you have is probably a gift. Vampires have gifts, why shouldn't werewolves? Your gift is seeing auras, I bet. And that, coupled with your unreadable mind; those could be your gifts. "

"So I could be a freak were-thing with a gift for seeing the colors of a person's soul," I paused to raise an eyebrow, "And you'd be totally okay with it?"

He shrugged. "My brother reads minds. My sister is a fortune teller. My other brother has a feminine problem," He laughed. "Why shouldn't my best friend have a color fetish?"

My eyes widened. "Seriously?"

He shrugged again. "'S not like I've had a lot of chances to socialize before," He said.

I grinned. For once I felt like I had a place. "Thanks, Em."

He smiled before getting up. "Don't mention it. I think you should eat and get some sleep though, your stomach's been growling all..." He paused to look at the sky, which held a near full moon in the middle of it. "Night. You need to eat."

I made my way over to the fridge before taking out a hotel frozen pizza and a can of RC cola. There were only two in the fridge, and I knew how much Embry ate, so I put them both in the oven and turned it up to 300 degrees like it said. Emmett disappeared, leaving me alone in the living room and parlor. Even against the dark night sky, the mystery aura danced around. I bit my lip and ran my hand through my hair.

What could that possibly be?

Nother A/N: I dunno, who do YOU think it could be :P the black pyramid is the werewolf that bit Bella. We'll be seeing him again in about two chapters. But... Guess who shows up NEXT CHAPTER? I have so many places I want to take this fic. So many ideas for it. If I write them well then this fic will fly. I'm kind of worried though. The writing isn't nearly as good as I want it to be. I'm going to try to improve, and make a conscious effort to not make too many grammar mistakes. (LazyWerewolf forgets that it has zero knowledge or patience for grammar.) I'm kind of torn between the ups and downs of having a beta. Not sure.

Song for today is Hysteria by Muse. Fic for today is Hollowgo's Broken Aurora. Still snowed in. I agree, southern states have no patience for snow. (Southern States forget that LazyWerewolf is Italian and doesn't care that it's cold). I think I'm gonna make this a thing. I'm not sure yet.

I think I'm going to write a oneshot for Caius. I might make it called Hunting the Children. It might have logs of information on the werewolves in this story. It also might have a whole mess of spoilers. I dunno yet. And maybe if you're lucky I might update later today too :D I have a lot of ideas running through my head.

Cheers,

The Lazy Werewolf

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