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Post by wolf on Oct 21, 2010 23:06:08 GMT 2
Wolf tried to order her toughts. Which was going steady without the psy block pestering her. You see, yesterday she had finally managed to destroy it for good, it would never bother her again. Even so ordering her toughts was difficult, She had so many now. All her future plans, for close future and distant future. But also about less important things like the flowers beside the path and the songs of the bird flying by.
Her most vital toughts were - Wether to stay at Xaviers school or not. She wasn't a fighter, she basicly had stayed there to overcome the psy block. If she would stay she had to train and study more to later become an X-men. But she couldn't leave, she had a live there. Her friends, the teacher, Xavier, and most important Kurt! - Earning Money Wolf didn't want to depend on the X-men and Xavier too much if it was about finincials, so she had to find a job. WHAT JOB. That was the question. - And last but not least: starting a family and possibly getting married. She would give a preciouse thing to start a family pretty soon, She wanted children to continue the lineage of Beast Warrior, as she had promissed when her clan was killed,
And so she walked to central park, trying to get her head cleaned up.
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Post by reaper on Nov 2, 2010 16:19:18 GMT 2
Zack walked around Central Park garbed in a plain black T-shirt, a pair of black jeans and a black hooded jacket (a hoodie). Man, did he love the color black. He must have gotten it from his mother. He yawned, not bothering to put his hand over his mouth. He had a quarter in his hand that he was constantly throwing up in the air, only to catch it as it came down. He loved doing that, seeing what side it landed on. It was like Life and Death. You never knew how long you had to live. As he walked he noticed Wolf. ~Hmmm... I haven't seen her much. I'm pretty sure she's got something going on with Kurt. Maybe I should say hi. I don't really know. Damn it, just say hi Zack.~ Zack smiled after persuading himself and walked up to Wolf. "Hi." He didn't really know what to say to her as it was kind of awkward.
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Post by wolf on Nov 2, 2010 16:28:31 GMT 2
Wolf turned to the starnger. "Konichiwa" she gently bowed a bit to him. "Do I know you from somewhere" her voice was light and finally careless. Her eyes were focussed on him, her look slightly gazing. Her smile was genuine.
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Post by reaper on Nov 2, 2010 16:38:01 GMT 2
Zack smiled when she said, "Konichiwa." He found it quite amusing. He wasn't sure what to say so he just said whatever came to mind. "Wolf, right? You're Kurt's girl." She was pretty cute. Damn Kurt for getting to her first. But then again, his life was pretty chaotic and not many people were okay with dating Death's Son. Especially when no one was aware of how much he was like Death. He had recently started feeling weird around certain people. He kept on having the urge to summon Grim and cleanse them. He needed to talk to his mother. ~Maybe tonight?~ He was still interested in who his father was but he wasn't as focused about it. He looked at the girl again and had the same thought. ~Damn, Kurt~ However, he wasn't one to interfere with love. "I'm Zack."
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Post by wolf on Nov 2, 2010 16:47:07 GMT 2
"Yeah I am" Wolf bended down to pick up a fall flower, putting it in her scarlet locks. She felt better then usual when she was without Kurt. But at the same time she felt watched, her short summer dress hugging her as comforting arms. "Well, nice to meet you Zack" Wolf smiled at hi kindly.
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Post by reaper on Nov 2, 2010 16:57:27 GMT 2
Zack was smiling and was about to say something when he fell to the ground, unconscious. His consciousness would travel to the Astral Plane of Death, where his mother spoke to him. She was beautiful, dressed in an elegant black dress. but still, he could not see her face. He wondered if it was a protection, not seeing the face of death. "Hi, Mom." He greeted her, not knowing what to expect. It wasn't often the she called him so suddenly. "My Dear Son, I am afraid that you're in for a hard time. You've recently had sudden urges to summon Grim, am I right? The urges will continue my son. They'll continue until you have cleansed the soul. I apologize for burdening you but this is the curse you must suffer as my child. However, you are not the only one who is haunted by this curse. Also, you'll soon find yourself turning into a skeleton at times when using your powers. This is your powers developing and you'll get a hang of it. Trust me, my child." Her words were soothing but seemed ephemeral. They were short lived, dying as soon as she finished saying them. It was beautiful but horrible at the same time. This was his mother. This was Death. In the meanwhile, he was on the floor, unconscious and in front of Wolf.
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Post by wolf on Nov 2, 2010 17:03:26 GMT 2
Wolf crouched nexto the boy. She checked for a pulse in his neck, which was present, but only faintly. His breath was faint too. Not good. Wolf phased into her large werewolf shape. She lifted him on her back and she walked into the bushes, hiding him as if she hid a prey she redcently cought. She phased back, realiusing too late that she just ripped her new dress. 'Crap' she toucht. But then remembered the hollow tree near by where she hid her pink kimono. She dashed off to put that on and went back to watch over Zacks body.
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Post by reaper on Nov 2, 2010 17:29:24 GMT 2
Zack listened to his mother's words. He was growing scared. He didn't need to be distanced any further from people. God, he didn't need this. He really didn't. What the hell was he going to do. "Woah, Mom, slow down. A skeleton? I'm not the freaking Ghost Rider, Mom. I didn't sell my soul to the freaking devil, Mom. Why the heck won't you tell me who my father is? Damn you, Mom. Just give me straight answers."
Zack was crying now, not in the real world but in the Astral Plane. Death seemed to grow sad. "I apologize. I can't tell you everything. The answers you seek are more dangerous than you think. Yes, a skeleton. But in this state your powers are stronger. You'll learn to control it so that you can activate it at will. Until then, you'll become a skeleton whenever nighttime comes and you are under the moonlight. Ghost Rider...I remember him. You should seek him out as he is similar to you in that one aspect. He can help you, although he doesn't have full control himself. As for the matter of your father...Son, what do you know about your existence?"
Zack was flabbergasted by the last question He thought for a minute. "I'm human...I think. I'm around 17 or 18 years old. I don't know..." Death nodded. "You see that's the thing, you shouldn't exist, Zack. You are a phenomenon. I fell in love with your father and took a human form so I could be with him, if only for a short time. Yet, I became pregnant wit you. I, Death, produced life. Your father isn't even aware of your existence. My Son, you are an anomaly. You were created through Death. You are unpredictable. My Son, you are the unpredictable variable of the universe."
Zack woke up with a gasp after hearing her words. He looked around, seeing wolf. He blushed, "Sorry about that." He had no idea what the hell was going on. All he knew now was fear.
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Post by wolf on Nov 2, 2010 22:32:30 GMT 2
"Are you okay" Wolf asked shyly, She hugged into teh silky cloth of her kimono, never fogetting how she obtained it. "You fainted" she said. "Do you have any disease that causes this" she asked.
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Post by reaper on Nov 2, 2010 22:48:13 GMT 2
Zack tried to play it off with a laugh and a smile. "Yeah, I'm okay. I'm really sorry about this. It actually doesn't happen very much. You could say that I had to have a little talk with Death." He laughed as if he was joking and stood up. ~Damn it, Mom. Why then? Why then of all time?~ He sighed and looked at Wolf, "You changed?" His voice rose in order to signify a question and confusion. ~Wasn't she wearing a dress earlier?~ Zack looked down at himself and saw nothing wrong so now he was wondering why she had changed. Had she done something to him...?
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Post by wolf on Nov 2, 2010 23:00:10 GMT 2
Wolf innocently putted a finger on her lower lip. "I ripped out of my dress" she pointed at the path, where shards of black cloth were spread. "I phased to get you off the path so no one would stumble over you or hurt you" she muttered. STUPID, now he thinks all weird things, she tought to herself. She stood up and sighed a bit uncomfortable. Yup it made the enounter a lot more awkward now. "Oww, I shouldn't bump around this much" Wolf said with a hand on her stumach. The young being inside her made her stumach and bladder protest again the actions she just took.
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Post by reaper on Nov 2, 2010 23:14:35 GMT 2
Zack's eyes picked up and he instantly felt bad when he remembered she was pregnant. "I am so sorry about everything; about the dress and the baby. Is it alright?" All thoughts of her doing something had disappeared from his mind. He now only felt guilty that he had made her carry him while she was pregnant. ~Idiot~ You are such a douche! How did you forget she was pregnant?~ Zack's eyes focused on her belly...There was a living being growing in there. Had that been the case for me? Was I even conceived? What the hell am I? Without even realizing it, tears had rolled down his face. The tears just strolled down as he focused on her belly. He felt so alone and so cold...He felt Dead.
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Post by wolf on Nov 2, 2010 23:25:18 GMT 2
How the fuckl could he know she carried life. She had onyl told Kurt and the prof. She looked at him wide eyed. Who was he, what was he. She saw him cry. Did she do something wrong. "Hey don't cry. I'm sorry, I don't know, did I say soemthing to upset you" she croushed down nexto him. "What is wrong" she tried to look him in the face.
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Post by reaper on Nov 2, 2010 23:40:12 GMT 2
Zack wasn't even aware he was crying so when she mentioned it, he brought his fingers to his face and felt the stream of dancing tears. How had he known she was pregnant? He didn't know. He just...sensed the life. What the hell was he? He only managed to cry harder. "I...I don't know." It was the truth. He had no memory of anything. He didn't know what was wrong. He didn't even know why he was crying. What in the world was wrong with him? Why couldn't someone help him?
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