<strong>Name:</strong>Caleb Jones (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=156592.msg7173777#msg7173777)<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Sunset Blvd<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Text from Jessica.<br/><br/><div align="center"><em>Say, say my playmate, <br/>Won't you lay hands on me<br/>Mirror my malady, <br/>Transform my tragedy;<br/></em></div><br/>The music blared through his headphones as he ran along the side walk, his mind focusing on the lyrics ignoring the sights, sounds and smells around him. His grey vest clung to his sweat drenched body. His breathing was slow and controlled, he hated running these days it was never the same as it used to be. Before he would sprint until his muscles screamed in protest and lungs ached from lack of oxygen. Now a days with his enhanced speed he was never able to  properly cut loose, not in public anyway. As he continued to run along the sidewalk he noticed he was catching up with a small grew up joggers huffing and puffing as they ran along in front of him.<br/><br/><div align="center"><em>Got a curse I cannot lift,<br/>Shines when the sunset shifts;<br/>When the moon is round and full<br/>Gotta bust that box gotta gut that fish<br/><br/>My mind's aflame</em></div><br/>As he drew nearer the group he suddenly noticed one of them, a reasonably old man, was beginning to slow and was struggling to keep with the rest of the group. As soon as Caleb noticed this his eyes quickly locked onto the old man. He quickly became oblivious to everything else around him as he began to increase his speed, sprinting towards the old man. His heart thudded violently in his chest, his whole body near bursting with anticipation as his animal instincts screamed at him to take the kill, to leap at the old man, tackling him to the ground and to plunge his teeth into the back of his neck.<br/><br/><div align="center"><em>We can jet in a stolen car,<br/>But I bet we wouldn't get to far,<br/>before the transformation takes, <br/>It's blood lust tanks and craves get slaked</em></div><br/>He was the perfect victim, the weakest member of the herd. The rest of them wouldn't give him a second glance, content in the fact that they escaped his ire this night. The old man must have felt the intensity of his gaze against the back of his head as he suddenly turned round and expression of surprise and fear. The sight of this only sends a wave of satisfaction over Caleb, he was the apex predator, the most deadliest creature to walk the earth, fear is the only rational response when confronted by him.<br/><br/><div align="center"><em>My mind has changed my bodies frame but God I like it!<br/>My heart's flame, my body strained but God I like it!</em></div><br/>All of a sudden his phone vibrated against his arm this snapped his attention away from the old man. The sharp motion pierced through his overriding animal instincts and give him enough clarity to realise what he was about to do in the middle of a crowded street. He offered the old man a slight grin and a nod as he slowed his pace eventually coming to a halt, allowing the old man and his party to carry on jogging into the night. The hated this having to hide his nature, the whole wolf in sheep clothing routine was getting old, he found his disdain for the sheep was rapidly growing. He reached to the strap on his arm removing his phone from it's holder he paused the current song, and glanced at the message. Glancing down at the text from Jessica. Super burger huh? He hated that place, they thought they over cooked their meat before he became a Lycan, now a days it was like eating a mouthful of ash. Still he best go with them, make sure they both stay out of trouble. Quickly placing his mobile back into his holder he takes off down the street in a quick sprint heading towards super burger.<br/>