Outskirts of San Fransico 7:50pm
Joseph woke with a start. His hair was all over the place and his closes where rencles. He looked around then at the clock. He was almost 8pm. Good he need to feed and a drink. He sat on the side of the bed and rubed his face. That was such an odd dream he had. He had been following a scent. It was a beautiful musk. It went on for three flites of stared. It then got strong infront od what looked like a classroom. He hadnt payed attenting to where he we going. He tried the knob but it was locked, but he heard a moan and looked threw the crak in the blinds. It was a boy no older the 14 or 15 with his pants down as an older man, probably his teacher was on his knees infront of him sucking him like a sour soda. Joseph wasnt really in the mood to watch the show till he heard the boy moan in a despret wanting voice. The scent got stronger, and Joseph was going crazy. He could rip the door down so he just stood there till it ended. He closed his eyes and trying to make out the smells, Male sweat, colonge, deorerent. That was the teacher, Joseph's eyes snapped open as the smell assulted his nostrels. His fangs slid out and he's eyes went red. The smell it was nothing he had ever smelled before. It was wild and untouched. The scent made him want to take it and hide it it away for him and only him. The scent mad him want to feed and be as wild as he was. He watched as the boy called out a name...and then he smelld it, for the first time in 22 years he smelled his mate. The smell was alluring and sturred hunger in him because the boy was his mate. Disbelieveing he had to go, get away quickly. But before he could the boys sated, soft grey eyes locked onto him angery ones. His scent changed instently to fear, but before he could alert the teacher he was gone. And that's how he woke. "Those eyes..." Joseph mumbled as he continued to think of the dream, he was puled out o hit thoughts by, Lenny Kravitz "Love Revolution" beginning to play loudly from the bed side table.
"Yea" was all Joseph could muster right now trying not to sound to snappish and stiffle his hunger.
"Oh someone need to feed" A jovioul voice came from the other end of the line Joseph just rolled his eyes and groand. "Hey dad" Joseph said now poking about in his room trying to find something sweet. "Oh dont hey dad me little Joey. You have been gone 6months. I let you go but now you need to come back home and get back to work little man." The man oh the other end said. "Oh come on dad, you sware as if a whole counrty is gonna go up in smokes because I'm not there." Joseph stated now sounding snappish as he dug threw his trench coat pockets.
The voice snorted "Look little man, you where burnted out so I gave you some time off now you need to get here." The voice stated angered now. Joseph snorted and sat hard on the bed. "And what if I dont want to come -" Joseph was cut off by the voice "A jet is waiting for you now. I want you home by this time tomorrow. And please feed before Alan picks you up. I dont want you bitting my driver or looking tired. I love you and be safe." The voice disappered as Joseph groaned and fell back on the bed hard.
Joseph got up and looked around, he had no food and was in deep need. He decided he would clean first. After an hour of washing his hair and body, he got out and wrapped a towl around his dripping body. Something wasnt right. Joseph stood still as he slowed his heart. He closed his eyes and listened...He heard the dripping water from the shower, his own heart but he heard...another.. heart beat.. His lips curled as he growled low. He swung the door open wide, still in a towl, fanges bared and eyes red. But the sight infront of him mad him just snort and reajust his towl.
"What do you want?" Joseph said as he bustled around his room. He went to his nap sack to get some clothes. "I'm here to collect you." A man with short hay colored blond hair and small glasses purched on his short pointy noise. He wore a black suite with black tie, and well polished shoes. Oh his tie was a small silver tie clip with a V. Joseph didnt turn but snorted. "Daddy sending his lackys..Pathedic." Joseph now donned skin tight black pants and an undershirt. The blond man stood tall giving Joseph a peircing look with his ocean blue eyes. "You will return and on time Master Valentine, Or I will be forced to use forceful methods." The blond man said smoothly with a hin of an English accent. Joseph now had on a new black shirt. It was a happyface smiling with fangs as he turned the blond grabbed Josephs right hand and twisted hard. The blond then went into a hard and swift round house kick. But Joseph was to fast, he grabbed the foot and pushed it back. "Nice try Ian but that's not gonna happen. I already know many of your moved." Ian snorted as he losened his tie. "Will you be coming or will I have to make you come?" Joseph grunted "Oh please old man, what are you gonna do?" In a split secone Ian got infront of Joseph and hit him squar in the chest. Joseph stumbled a bit as he growled and rubbed his chest. But didnt have a moment as he got a hard blow to the head and then his stomach. Joseph fell hard into the closet. Ian stood perfectly now fixing his tie and dusting off his clothes. "I ask again master Joseph...will you come quitely or will I have to make you come along." Joseph grumbled and growled as he rose out of the rubble. His shirt slightly tattered on the back and wood chips on him he rose. "I hate you." He said in a low growl his eyes going red. Ian was not fazed at all. "Or maybe we should call your father and see what he thinks." Joseph dusted himself off and grabbed his bag. "Your paying for the broken closet." Ian smiled as he opened the door and bowed to allow Joseph to exit first. "I will make sure your father pays in full." It was a long limo ride to the airport and an even long jet ride all Joseph could think of was his weird ass dream. He didnt know why all of a sudden they where happening...it had been a month now and this wis freaking him out. He may have to seak perfessional help if this kept up. About an hour into the the jet ride Joseph dropped off nto sleep once more...
Dream
He was falling...
"SHIT! NOT AGAIN!!" Joseph looked and all he could feel was weightless ness but was he falling. Would he smash into the ground...the scean changed again infront of him into the forest again, he was sitting on the edge of the pond looking at his reflection, when a small noise made his head snap up. There infront of him was a small black wolf, he looked as if he was young and didnt eat much but what was very odd where is misty grey eyes. Joseph for some reason was drawn to this wolf. He held out his hand and smiled. The wolf was quite skedish and backed away without growling or a show of anger. After a moment the wolf sniffed the air, he then drew closer, slowly, his ears back and his tail between his legs but something in his mind told him to move on. The wolf slightly sniffed Josephs hand then when he knew he was safe he lightly licked it. He looked into Joseph's eyes, he held his glace as Joseph every so slightly brushed his hand over the younge wolfs head. The wolf tinced but then got used to it and rubbed into Joseph's touch. He moved closer as Joseph became more friendly and scratch behind the wolfs ear and his back. He noticed that this wolf was quite small indeed, just fur and bones. The wolf got so close as to lick Joseph's cheek, he smiled and the wolf licked him again. Lightly chuckling Joseph pet the wolf but the he looked at the wolfs muzzle and face. He had cuts and scrapes all over his muzzle and the tip of his nose. The top of the wolfs head was missing some hair and was scratched also, Joseph nose picked up something and looked behind him. Bloody paw prints on the ground he looked closer to see the wolf's two back pars and tail where lightly covered in blood. As if the wolf knowing he had been found out he back away scared. Joseph moved forward. "Let me help you." The wolf shrank away and a soft voice came from around the wolf. "No one can help me" Josph blinked in astonishment but then the black wolf was gone.
Something cold touched Joseph's head and he sat up. The flight attendent looking over him was shocked. Joseph looked and relized he was holding her hand in a vice grip, her hand holding a moist towl. He let go quickly as she scurried away. A wine glass was then thrust into Joseph's hand Ian wearing a cross look as he sat next to him. "Do not scare the staff. There human and we dont need a sceen." Joseph sighed as he begain to drink the warm red liquid in the glass. Ian slipped a hand over Joseph's forehead. Joseph grunted and moved away. "Get off I was asleep and she came over buggin me, that all." Ian looked at Joseph hard "When was the last time you fed?" Joseph rolled his eyes and shrugged. "I dont know a couple of days ago." Ian grabbed Joseph's jaw tightly and pulled him closes as he whispered. "Its been almost two weeks. Your eyes are dull in color and you have a fever. You need to feed." Joseph grumbled. "Im fine" Ian let go of Joseph's jaw and got up. "I am going to get you more to drink...dont kill anyone while Im gone." Ian slid past Joseph as he stuck out his tounge to Ian's back and grumbled. "Fucking know it all."