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Disclaimer: Not my idea (sorta; I own the plot and Charlie and Rickie… and Antonio, unfortunately, and the safehouse… Otherwise, not mine)
Key:
Ethelwulf or Rickie; they will never talk at the same time so it shouldn't be a bother. Kay? Kay :)
Seth
Charlie
Derek
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"Maple syrup!" shouted a female voice, Tori's, piercing the lovely bliss of sleep. I slammed a pillow over my head, trying to block the noise.
"Honey is better!" shouted a male voice, identified as Simon's. Wha? Honey and maple syrup are the same thing. Technically. Syrup's just thicker.
"No way! Maple syrup!" a loud bang was heard. Groaning, I got up. I immediately sat back down, a dizzy spell hitting me hard. Checking my temperature, I noted a fever. Perfect. Second change. I had no idea when it would come; I just knew it would be soon and that it would come at night, as per usual. I fell back onto the mattress, and soon fell back to sleep.
"Charlie, wake up!" someone was shaking me with cold hands. It felt nice against my fever. I groaned and rolled over.
"Go away, Rickie; I'm sick," I told him. He kept shaking, more insistent now.
"Ugh," I groaned, sitting up and stretching my arms above my head, hearing my shoulders pop. My left arm twitched, and I winced, scratching it angrily.
"You really are sick," said Rickie, somewhat surprised. I shook my head, growling a little.
"We aren't invincible, ya know; that's vampires," I said, half making a joke at the end. He smiled a little.
"Thought you might want some breakfast," he held up a large plate of pancakes. My stomach growled, but I knew it was a bad idea; I'd seen pop change. Throwing up = not fun.
"Bad idea," I said, my stomach groaning in protest, "I'll just throw it up later."
I rolled over and went back to sleep.
I must've slept through the day, 'cause when I woke up I was burning up and itching like crazy. Derek was asleep next to me, and Rickie was on the bed, snoring away like there was nothing wrong. A muscle in my arm spasmed and I decided now might be a good time to get outside. Thankfully, the house was right near a forest. As I opened the door, a low voice slightly guttural from sleep spoke up.
"Where're you goin?" it asked. I spun around, finding Derek sitting up rubbing one eye with his fist.
"Changing; right now," I panted, trying to cool myself down slightly. His eyes widened as he took in my appearance. Sweating, eyes glowing, arm twitching. Then he got up.
"Where are YOU going?" I asked him. He grunted.
"Helping you," he said simply. Rickie turned over in his sleep. I sighed heavily.
"Get Rickie too, and let's hustle. The Change waits for no wolf!" I ordered, my arm jerking worse now. When Derek finally woke the vampire up, I was about ready to shout. I scratched my arm furiously.
Rickie looked confused; he looked at Derek, who was glaring at him to try and get him to hurry it up, then at me. He didn't seem to be able to compute what he was seeing.
"Change… now… hurry up!" I growled; this had been stalled for far too long. My vocal chords were already changing. I ended up running ahead, stripping of my PJ's and crouching in a small clearing that my feet had led me to. Derek and Rickie soon found me, and Rickie took the same place as last time, hand on my back, murmuring reassuring words. Derek looked on in slight confusion; now that we were outside, it seemed to sink in that I was changing. At fourteen.
A howl ripped out of my throat, and my bones started snapping and realigning. As with last time, it was incredibly painful. Not as bad, but still painful. I emptied the contents of my stomach into the bushes multiple times. Bleagh.
We're nearly there, Charlie came Ethel's voice, stronger in my mind because of the current… situation. One last wave of pain and I was finished. I lay, panting, with my head in Rickie's lap. Derek looked fascinated.
Take a picture,I snapped at him, it'll last longer. As usual, he jumped, scowling. I wasn't in the best of moods.
You're fourteen; how is this possible? He mused.
Ask Kit; he was a scientist with the Edison Group, he might know. Besides, you're experiencing pre-changes and you're sixteen, right? I said. I didn't feel so hostile now. In my mind, a large black wolf with vivid green eyes growled.
Cool it Seth, it's the truth I snapped. Derek jumped again, growling at me.
"Who's Seth?" he asked out loud. The genius didn't even know his wolf's name?
Your wolf, smart one, I told him, every wolf has a name; you do know that we both have MPD, right? He looked at me incredulously.
"I do NOT have multiple personality disorder!" he said defiantly.
Do to I argued. He scowled.
"Erm, am I missing something here?" asked Rickie. I snorted in frustration.
Don't do anything stupid, I'll be back in a bit I huffed, running off to chase rabbits.
*Rickie POV* (see, I told you it'd be there sooner or later)
The silence was awkward, to say the least. Something had gone on between the two of them, and I had absolutely no idea what was happening. Brilliant.
"So…" I said, letting it trail off.
"What were you and Charlie doing?" I asked. It didn't make sense; he was talking to her, clearly, but she wasn't talking back.
"She was talking to me, then someone called 'Seth', who she said was my wolf, and accused me of having multiple personality disorder," he said, seeming slightly uncomfortable with saying so much. I laughed a little, getting a glare from Derek.
"You do, ya know," I said. He growled, and I raised my hands in surrender. I repeated what Charlie had said to me the night we met each other. God, that sounds like some sappy romantic story 'the night we met', I thought.
"You've got a wolf in your head that talks to you, tells you what to do and takes control if you aren't paying attention. An alter ego, basically. That's called multiple personality disorder. That's exactly what Charlie said to me, and she lived with a wolf for the first five years of her life. She knows," I said. He just glared, but didn't say anything. I'm guessing he figured that he was wrong, and didn't like it. Vampire 1, werewolf 0. Go team.
"What's it like?" he asked, suddenly. I didn't know what he was talking about.
"Huh?" he rolled his eyes.
"Both knowing that you're mates?" he deadpanned. How did he know?
"H-how do you know that?" I stammered. He smirked, shrugging his shoulders dismissively.
"I can smell it," he said simply. Huh? Charlie never said anything about smelling…
"I don't follow," I told him. He glared at me.
"Mates scents are embedded in each other from the moment they meet, so another wolf knows that they don't touch; see?" he explained, "you smell like Charlie so that other wolves know to steer clear."
"I'm still getting past the fact that you guys can smell me," I said. Derek looked at me incredulously with his bright green eyes.
"I'm taking it that she didn't tell you that?" He asked. I shook my head, feeling somewhat stupid. He just smirked.
Well, that was enlightening. I'm the property of a fourteen year old, temperamental werewolf. At least she was kinda pretty…
*Charlie POV*
Boys I grumbled, why are they so difficult? I asked Ethel.
Because they're boys she replied. Yeah, real helpful. Thanks a heap. A twig snapped, headed to the clearing where I'd changed. Light footsteps and the smell of the living dead wafted over my nose. That little Necromancer had come out into the woods. I ran back to the little alcove of trees just as she stumbled upon it.
Perfect I muttered. Derek shot me a look saying 'give it a rest' and turned to Chloe.
"What are you doing out here?" he asked her, sternly but gently. She blushed slightly under the sudden scrutiny.
"I-i-I," she slowed down and took a deep breath, starting again.
"I heard a pained howl, and thought you'd gone out to change again," she said, looking him over.
"Not me, Charlie," he said, gesturing to previously unnoticed me. She jumped, taking in my red fur and gleaming amber eyes.
"But she… You…" she stumbled around in her mind, trying to gather her thoughts. She didn't do very well.
Can you ask her to stop staring at me? She's signalling a challenge I told Derek. His forest green eyes locked with mine and he nodded.
"Charlie wants you to stop staring; you're signalling a challenge," he relayed. Chloe looked at me in amazement.
"You're telepathic?" she asked. I snorted.
Only with these buffoons I said, and Rickie relayed before taking in what I'd said.
"Oi!" he exclaimed, "That's offensive!" I huffed a laugh at his expression
Whatever I said in his head.
My leg twitched in an alarming manner, drawing the attention of Derek and Rickie. Little Chloe didn't seem to notice until a whine bubbled up my throat. The change back was quicker and slightly less painful, but it still felt like I was getting beaten up multiple times over. When the Change was done, I lay on the ground panting. Rickie looked away (I think his cheeks even turned faintly pink), and Chloe blushed. Derek looked indifferent. I couldn't care less. We wolves don't really care if anyone sees us in our birthday suits; in a real pack, like my dad's old one at Syracuse, most of the members don't even bother to wear clothes. I put my PJ's back on after about five minutes of just lying there.
"For those of you that care, I'm decent," I grumbled, still tired from the Change. My stomach reminded me that I hadn't eaten since the night before.
"I'm going to get food; anyone who wants to come is welcome to follow," and with that parting note I left them all in a hurry to get to the kitchen.
They walked in on me scarfing a packet of marshmallows.
"Slow down; you'll get a stomach ache," cautioned Chloe. Yeah right; I can eat like a pig. I shrugged it off, still stuffing my face. When I was finally satisfied, I went back upstairs and curled up on the mattress next to my already sleeping packmate. I smiled, feeling better now that I'd Changed again. I soon returned to a calm, dreamless slumber.
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