August 18th, 1986
The wolf walks towards a group of people. Said people don't notice the wolf, but when they do they don't say much. It looks at them then walks away as if they were of no interest.
I walk around the board walk for awhile. I had decided at the beginning of the hour to scare some Surf Nazis, but they were no fun so I left them alone. As the hour came closer to an end I walked back to Max's Video Store.
I walk into his store and see him clocking out.
"Hey Max. I came by just like you asked. Also you can't tell your sons about me knowing. I'll tell them myself when I'm ready." He nods his head and leads the way to the board walk.
"They may no longer be at the board walk so I may have to take you to the cave." He looks down at me as I shrug my shoulders.
We get to a cave entrance that has stairs leading down. As we walk down the stairs the voice in the back of my head starts to get a bit wild.
MINE it growls lowly as I raise an eyebrow. I smell the scent of death, but also that of my mates.
That's why you are being so rowdy isn't it.
We get to the bottomof the stairs and I see the four boys from the video shop earlier.
I see. They are a lot cuter up close.
"Boys this is Elijah. Elijah these are my adopted sons David." He points to the boy sitting in the wheelchair like throne who has almost pure white hair who is wearing multiple layers. Two coats a winter looking trench coat and a leather one underneath that. Black pants and cowboy boots. Also biker gloves. "Dwayne" the next boy he points to has long black hair and skin a bit darker then the other people in the room. He's wearing a leather jacket and some jeans. Under said leather jacket there is no shirt. He also has a Native American vibe to him. "Paul" this boy almost looks like he's from Twisted Sister my goodness. The blonde hair with ambiguous amounts of hair spray. As for his attire white pants, black tuxedo coat over a black mesh shirt, with some boots that somehow pull the look together. "And Marko" this boy also had blonde hair, but with a lot less hair spray and he had more boyish features. He wore a patch work coat (which in my opinion is cool, but not my thing) jeans under chops, a white crop top that showed off his midriff, a pair of gloves that look like he would use for animal handling specifically with birds, and a pair of cowboy boots. The only thing these boys had in common was the single dangle earring they all wore on their left ear lobe.
They all say their various hellos, then I hear 2 other people walk into the room. David then speaks up. "This is Laddie" he points to a young looking boy who seems to like it here. "And Star" he says her name with a bit more malice in his voice as he points to the gypsy girl. I bow my head slightly in greetingas the little boy walks over to me.
"You are really short for a boy" I kneel to his height and chuckle as I ruffle his hair lightly.
"I get that a lot little one." The boys all take a intake of breath after hearing my voice. The four of them look at each other thinking I don't notice and nod their head with smirks.
"How old are you? You must be close to my age if you are that short." I stop and think about my answer as I truly don't know how old I am.
"I'm 17. Maybe 18. I lost track of the days and well." I sweat lightly, but not enough for them to notice.
"Then why are you so short?" I think once again.
"Probably because I take more after my mom."
Which I mean that isn't a full lie, but also not the full truth.
He just smiles and nods his head and walk over to Dwayne. "Can he stay?"
"That's up to him little one." David chimes in. Laddie looks at David then at me with a pleasing look.
"I can come visit, but I can't stay" he pours some, but nods.
(AN- sorry for the long waited update I had writers block for a week now whoops)