Unlikely Companion [Ty and Bella]
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				Title: <strong>Unlikely Companion [Ty and Bella]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dray</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 01:56:05</strong>
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				The furry "beast" sat there on the chilling stone floor of the cell, unable to move much at all from where he was chained up.&nbsp; His thick wrists and ankles were bound by equally thick metal clasps that were linked to heavy chains which had him tethered to the wall.&nbsp; No matter how much he tried to struggle and break free, even his supernatural strength could not free him from his imprisoned fate.&nbsp; Green eyes glared out from behind the bares as he growled and snarled at any human that past by to look at him.&nbsp; They were afraid, very afraid of him for they feared but they did not understand.&nbsp; He was not a being like them and thus they were going to kill him..."kill him before he killed them" that was their reasoning and logic behind it all anyways.<br><br>The segregation was nothing new.&nbsp; Races always seemed to keep to their own kind and separate from others.&nbsp; It was only now, however, where some races, such as the humans, were trying to expand and grow.&nbsp; The humans were a rather greedy race after all.&nbsp; While they might not have been all that strong or fast they did sure carry about a lot of intelligence.&nbsp; Unfortunately they seemed to misuse their knowledge and often think of themselves as better or superior in a rather ignorant way.<br><br>It was what brought this furry creature to his current situation.&nbsp; The humans were catching, locking up and killing anything they thought might be a threat...so that's why they caught the overgrown wolf.&nbsp; He was a natural and strong predator that preyed on other creatures.&nbsp; Yet the same could be said about humans.&nbsp; Scoffing, the so called fanged demon shifted in his cell.&nbsp; How could he be caught by such inferior beings?&nbsp; He was faster, stronger and larger, he defined the term alpha male.&nbsp; But that did not matter, he had been outnumbered and cornered in the forest by many of the human hunters.&nbsp; He was a loner and he preferred it that way, but it seemed like this time it lead him straight to his demise.<br><br>He had been striped of all of his effects and articles that he kept on him, it was more than that for his pride had been taken away as well and he sat in there bare in nothing but his fur.&nbsp; He supposed the humans wanted it that way so they could see him more as an animal.&nbsp; Not that he really mind...he never wore much anything at all anyways, but still they took away his personal effects and chained him up in here with the charge of murder.&nbsp; The only things he killed were the animals he hunted for food of course.&nbsp; Though it was not like he did it like a savaged beast or anything, he even stopped to make a little campfire to cook the meat after all.&nbsp; Perhaps he did pick some meals from their live stock a few times here and there...so he could be charged for stealing but then that would not be enough to put him to death.&nbsp; So it was basically like they were going to put him to death with anticipation of him ravaging through their village on some sort of murder and rape spree...the look in their eyes were clear whenever they looked upon him.&nbsp; It was disgust and the entire little village of humans smelled of fear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unlikely Companion [Ty and Bella]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bella90</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 03:26:47</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;Alessandra was born into a family of wolves, since her childhood, she was taught how to take care of herself, how to phase, and phase back, and most importantly, and rule number one, how to make sure you hide your tracks perfectly so humans wouldn't hunt you. <br><br>&nbsp;Alessandra had a feminine form, even in her wolf state. Her physique was well curved, a round chest, a well sculpted waist, and full hips, yet in her motion she seemed nothing more, or less than graceful, and almost mist like in her mobility, yet that to humans appeared to be what they called '<em>perfection</em>' to her it was called <em>hypocritical</em>. <br><br>&nbsp;Her father had worked hard to work with the town's people, he convinced them indirectly to stay away from the forest, he did that to keep his pack and family safe, Sandra inherited more than just her father's brains, but most of his distinct, yet attractive features, but even though she took his dark chocolate eyes, she had her mother's full lush lips, and the long brown cascade of hair. <br><br>&nbsp;What Sandra wasn't ready for, was the thing that would change her, change the balance and all their lives forever. She couldn't never shake the memory of the incident away. <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;It was a&nbsp; late December evening, and she and one of the pack members were taking a long run in the forest, she did not hear her father's warning of tonight, he asked specifically for all pack members to stay hidden and as deep as they could into the forest. But like the teens they were she and her friend could not have heard the warning, since they were off and about from sun rise, the warning did not reach their ears at all, it was on their way back home where the horrible tragedy had occurred. <br><br>&nbsp;She and Helios - her friend-&nbsp; had finally decided to race home when she heard more the smelled the humans near, she stopped in her tracks -against all her instincts- to watch the men and their guns. Those men may look sophisticated and democratic while wearing their suits, but out here they were savages, hunters looking for some prey to annihilate. Sandra's dark eyes focused on one human man in particular, his large build, and cold detached eyes was visible to her even from the distance. She was scared, heart hammering in her throat, and she couldn't move. Her pause itself caused one the human to notice her presence, and think it as a threat, Helios realized this a little late when he approached her. Humans of course didn't know any better, they were out for a hunt, and her fur coat looked nice, and clean. The man raised his rifle, aiming right at her, she realized and started to run off quickly. But at that moment, Helios stood, fear holding him down, what did you expect of a seventeen-year old boy? Especially with a gun aimed right at him. <br><br>&nbsp;Her father instantly pushed the rifle down as the man attempted to take the shot. "that's a small cub!" he snapped, "you cannot hunt those." he said clearing his throat. Cub was not exactly Helios's size, but he was no bigger than an ordinary wolf yet, usually males grew to indescribable sizes while women remained wolf- sized. Helios was still standing, like a statue, immobilized by his fear. The man had started to argue with her father, and was persistent on taking the shot. The man seemed to be drunk? Or perhaps had had too much rum? Because the next gun shot was exactly at her father's gut. The sudden link that linked every wolf to their alpha had been cut off, the stringling pain took Sandra by surprise, that was when Helios started running, and running quickly after her, he didn't have to tell her what she already felt. She lost her father. <br><br>&nbsp;Since that day, all the pack had talked about was only how they were weak with him as alpha, how the pack was not attained to as well as they expected, Alessandra grew tired of hearing this, grew tired of her mother being unable to speak her mind, after all she had lost her mate, she wasn't to blame for her quiet outcome, it was not only that that bothered Alessandra, it was Helios, he said nothing to defend her father, and that was when she snapped at their so called new alpha. <br><br>&nbsp;Alessandra was eighteen, her blood easily fueled with anger, even years later, the pack couldn't stop complaining about her father's association with the humans. They were unmerciful, not even to his lost soul. Even though humans deserved every speck of hate that she and her pack could give, they pushed her to her limit. After holding back for over a year, she blew up. She attacked Stephan -their new <em>alpha </em>- with all her might pinning him down with all the force of her body, the wolf could not even respond to her attack, or even banish her, because right then was when something clicked. She didn't belong in the pack, she didn't belong here, and definitely wasn't the one that was going to do wrong just because her anger demanded it. She moved off of him and ran off. She was called many names after her departure, coward, crazy, weak, but her brain paid no attention to the floating words in her head, she just kept running till she couldn't walk. Her mother yet again got a new heartache to mourn for, the loss of her daughter, Alessandra would never again return to that pack. <br><br>&nbsp;<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>TWO YEARS LATER</strong>.<br><br>&nbsp;Alessandra moved through the town, true her form had seemed quite well when she was an adolescent, but it was far more womanly and feminine now than it was back then, her hair had grown longer, lighter shades of brown were stretching down her chestnut colored hair, hair than dangled over her shoulders and down to her waist. Her dark eyes held more to them than what they gave off, an expression unreadable, un-understandable, just dark pits of brown that seemed to be endless, with always a mixture of emotions.<br><br>&nbsp;Alessandra walked slowly enjoying the odd lonesome ambiance of the town -which was odd- and there were people, the people seemed to have a fear, a strong mind boggling fear. That was odd, these were barbaric humans she was talking about, ones that killed mercilessly, and they yet seemed to hold fear in their eyes, their scents reeked like rotten mangoes, <em>definitely fear</em>. Her brows farrowed as she walked deeper into the town, and that was when she laid eyes on the creature in the cage, her heart dropped. So that was the center of their fear, she couldn't approach the cage, not one more step, if she did without fear she would raise suspession all around her, and if she approached with fear, she'd probably add to the wolf's already disheartened stage. A thought twinkled in her mind, she could try and free him! Yes, that seemed like a plan, at midnight, when all humans were asleep... Indeed, he was probably innocent proven guilty with -also probably- no charge! Uh-oh, her blood started to boil with the thought of the unjust situation, she couldn't explain it, every time something was unfair, her temper had to take the best of her. <br><br>&nbsp;She looked around wryly no one around, she turned away rapidly and made a run for it, her bones burned and her muscles shook with the intensity, her temper was barely holding with what they've done to the poor thing! She would have killed someone before they could trap her like that! Just then as her clothes ripped and her phasing took form, a so called guard saw it all, before Alessandra could kick against the ground and hide in the forest till it was time to free the wolf, she felt couple of chains strangle her from all sides, she couldn't change back. How could this happen! The shock of hit made her heart pound triple it's speed, the fright made her shriek causing her to howl painfully. She was dragged against the stony grounds, and was pulled back to the town. <br><br>&nbsp;She was taken into the main hall of the mayor, where he and his companions placed shackles on her hind legs and front paws, her bones melted again and reformed to that of a human. They already knew, what difference would it make, and she heard them speak when she was going in and out of consciousness as they hit her with the metallic chains, it was some sort of a ritual? Or something to prove strength. She would have had something to say, but she couldn't quite bring her voice out.<br><br>&nbsp;Cowards.<br><br>&nbsp; it all happened so fast and in her fit of rage, she couldn't have sensed them even if she knew they were lurking to catch her. <br><br>&nbsp;How could she be so reckless! As to make herself so easy to expose! Alessandra was pissed off, beyond all compare, her creme- colored cheeks flushed with anger, her teeth gritting, but she couldn't speak above their voices, she tried negotiating! But all they did was gag her. <br><br>&nbsp;HUH! Democracy! yeah right! They were barbaric. How her father had tolerated them was beyond her. <br><br>&nbsp;One guard had tugged at her chains, she tried to coax him, explain to him that she was harmless but the man had a mind of steel, he refused to listen to her, or even look at her decently, if he did, he'd see a human being, and not the wild wolf that was there hours ago. <br><br>&nbsp;She was forced to wear rags, her arms wounded with their force on her, Alessandra was the type to never get bruises, her skin was always almost flawless with nothing running through the surface, and now, down her forearms were lines of dried blood. How one single move changed the track of events was also beyond her, she'll never understand this world.&nbsp; She was tossed in the cell with the wolf to whom her sympathy had been given to, and was about to free when her fit of rage got her into this mess. She sighed scolding herself internally for her lack of control, she could have ripped those men apart easily! Had she took the time to listen to her surroundings! Or smell or see! Or something. Her temper, a tragic flaw.<br><br>&nbsp;The hard flood hit her side, and she grunted slightly, her hair dangled around her again. "God damn it! gently!" she snapped at the guard her voice breaking half way because of their abuse of her. They tormented her enough, couldn't they just let her go? The guard ignored hr comment as if she were worthless, as if her life (and probably that of the wolf with her in the cell) aren't lives at all, with no feelings what so ever!<br><br>&nbsp;Tears swelled up in her eyes and they were gone as fast at they came, she wasn't born to cry, and sob to her heat's content, not here, not publicly. She wouldn't give them the satisfaction.&nbsp; She would have spoken but it felt almost difficult. She glanced at the wolf beside her, curiosity killing her to ask how he got here, but she was far too humiliated with her capture, and maybe he would be too, so she best just stay centered for a while. And she wanted to help him? She could have helped herself first, if she hadn't lost control she wouldn't have been in this mess, and he would be free too. <br><br>&nbsp;The humans thought she was from his people and there to rescue him, well, part was true, and the other was as good as just summing up events without facts. But that's just how humans are, they give things the way they see them, and not what they truly are.
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