Memories, Shadows, Ink on the Page...

“The fuck happen to you?” Not her most eloquent moment, but while she was roaming around offering help, she didn’t expect to find Adde…or whatever Adde she was currently seeing. He looked too feral, to wild, like the wolf she met on a full moon.

Of course there had been a thousand things that had happened to him since he’d seen her last. Silver scars covered his torso and legs, he’d been through the ringer. His crystalline hues burned his lupine amber before stepping forward and scenting the girl. Leda. He pressed a soft kiss to her forehead before going back to the work he’d been doing.

Valerie paused as she teetered on the rubble. She’d approached the man because he’d seemed familiar, in her feverish memories, she remembered those blue eyes. She remembered.. mostly a wolven creature. Wild, fighting for his life, she remembered he’d defended her own from a hunter. Vibrant red hair tumbled forward, falling into her face as she pushed it back, seagreen eyes lifting to his, not frightened by that snarl. “I remember you.”

The wolf remembered her too... but that same wolf within him had too much control now and he didn’t want it any other way. He scented her, his blonde locks falling into his face before he gave a nod. His crystalline hues marked her... and he huffed, a lupine gesture of acceptance and greeting before lifting another piece of rubble into the back of the truck.

Adde accepted her kiss, wrapping his arms around her tight before lifting her away. His azure hues stayed locked on her before backing up. They searched her up and down and finding no marks of note the wolf that reigned over him huffed. He was wild... and yet he couldn’t break the chains that kept him from leaping upon her. He took a deep breath and grabbed another hunk of rubble and moved it towards the truck, pushing his mind from the woman before him.

I see. Huh, I hoped to live enough to be thirty.[ She commented casually, like she wasn’t facing her possible death. Smiling softly at his thoughtfulness, calling her ‘lover’ and promising to bury her.] It’s nice to know you don’t hate me as much. [ Melanie didn’t run, when she saw the vehicle driving closer to them, she refused to let Adde die alone. And maybe that was the stupidest thing he done since the plague broke and the hunter invade.] Goodbye Adde, it was good to have you in my life.

“Trust me, Thirty sucks.” Adde tried to squeak out a grin but he didn’t think he could... and then he saw the car approach... and did he have other plans. He walked out in the middle of the street and then over his shoulder towards the girl. “Not today, darlin’.” At the last possible moment Adde dodged to the side and as the man leaned out the window to shoot at either him or Mel he dragged the man out of the car, sending it careening in an arc into a building. It’s trunk end smacked them both and his bones were fragile, many were broken but he saw the hunter’s head splattered on the concrete. He struggled trying to sit up. “Go... I don’t want you to see this...”

Rose put down her gun as she watched him. Then she noticed the Hunter behind him and she took her shot and got the Hunter square in the chest,  missing Adde. After she pulled out the necklace and held it to her chest.

The wolf didn’t even flinch as the shot blew straight passed him... he knew the hunter was approaching and he didn’t care. He needed to look this woman in the eyes when he died... and he knew that. “You should go home, Rose. People are going to be dying everywhere...”

Dahlia didn’t flinch when he withdrew the arrows from his thigh. Instead her hand attempted to clench around the muscle to apply pressure, his blood only coating her fingers. When he stood, she looked up at him from the ground, watching him sway. Her hands moved to grab him, her shoulders twitching with the effort to catch part of his weight. Her age was her only strength, and she prevented him from crashing down on her completely. She looked into his eyes as he told her to flee, shaking her head, feeling her eyes burn. “No,” she replied. “Do not order me. Not today. I won’t leave you. Never.” Pulling her bag towards her, she retrieved two packets of a black like sand.

Adde listened to her... everything she had to say. He was going to heal... it’d be slow but he knew he could, if he kept feeding... if he let the Beast rage on. His chest rose and fell as a cough racked his body, a large bloody plug being spat forth onto one of the Hunter’s corpses. His bloody hand caressed her face and pressed a strand of hair back behind her ear.

“I love you too, Sweetheart. Stay safe… so if Christine ever comes home… I need you to tell her that I love her and I’m sorry.” Adde took a deep breath… he wouldn’t cry, his wolf wouldn’t allow it. He was going for redemption… his life was only worth how he could mend the wounds he’d made… and God knew how many there were. “Goodbye, Beautiful Leda.”

“No, you don’t,” she said weakly, closing her eyes, not wanting to think how he practically throwing himself out there to die. Her hand caressed his cheeks,  biting down her lower lip before letting him go. “I will, though I think she knows,” looking down, she nodded. “Goodbye Wolfman.”

Cynthia ripped the bottom of her dress and placed it over the open wound. She wouldn’t let him die and he was still a wolf. It would take much more for her to lose him. Maybe she was tubborn and wasn’t ready to let him go. He wasn’t going to leave her here alone. He made promised. And she was going to make sure he kept it. 

Adde’s hand gripped her leg, a nervous system frying gave all sorts of signals for him. For a moment... a split second he stood there... on a bed of clouds, his own blonde wings to match his hair and there they were... Eve, his mother, his Father... they smiled at him, each in turn as tears streamed down the wolf’s face. Evelyn stepped forward, wiping the tears from his face a pressing a kiss to his lips. “Adde. Go back...” His eyes drifted to his mother who gave her sad smile... the one she always gave when he’d done the right thing but it had hurt her for him to do it. “Mom... I’m sorry, I’m sorry I wasn’t there... I did this for you! I sold myself to this place because that Warden... he said he’d use the money to pay for your treatments... Mom...”

He didn’t say anything... he couldn’t. Adde finished chewing the mouthful of human flesh before standing, his glowing golden eyes hot on the woman before him. He didn’t move... just stood square and defensive looking towards her.

You’re dying,[ She said softly, stopping her mid step, looking over he shoulder lightly.] It’s more dangerous for you than me. Go to a safe place, to a person you wish to die next to, or a place  you wish to rest your body.[ Melanie didn’t fool herself all the people will make it, not even how hard she wished, people will die and she will be helpless to do anything about it.] If you die, say hello to my parents, and tell them I will join them soon. If I die, and I don’t have a right to ask you this, but please don’t let anyone get my body,let it rot.

“We’re all dying, Melanie. This is the End.” Adde huffed and leaned against the nearest surface. He looked at her plainly and nodded his breathing was as shallow as it could possibly be. “I’ll bury you, Mel. That’s what lovers do for one another.” Adde pushed off of the pole and looked down the way, seeing hunters in a vehicle. “Goodbye, Mel. Any way you look at it... we’ll see each other soon.”

She fell away at his warning, adrenaline giving her clarity. She shifted her shoulder bag towards her lap with a flick of her shoulders, withdraw a scalpel she had taken from the hospital surgical suites. She watched the slave she had come to admire give into his predatory nature, her own shoulders tensing as the hunters approached.

“Don’t you fucking dare,” she won’t cry, she won’t fucking cry for this stupid man and his stupid tendencies. What she cared if he died, he choose this, it was his fault. And yet, she felt the tears stung in her eyes when he reached down to kiss her, he tasted like blood.” “ I could never love you, the way I love Ethan . But I love you Adde, in my own selfish way, I do.” she whispered weakly.

“I love you too, Sweetheart. Stay safe... so if Christine ever comes home... I need you to tell her that I love her and I’m sorry.” Adde took a deep breath... he wouldn’t cry, his wolf wouldn’t allow it. He was going for redemption... his life was only worth how he could mend the wounds he’d made... and God knew how many there were. “Goodbye, Beautiful Leda.”

Cynthia didn’t growl. If it was one thing she had learned over her training was that she should remain quiet. Try to blend it. All she could do was have the element of surprise. Adde was here, now to find Ben and Killian. She smiled when he rubbed his face against hers, he was trying to respect her rules, but they were wolves. She saw the hunter, eyes widening and she tried to pull the wolf aside, but he wouldn’t move. 

The wolf really didn’t even recognize that he was laying on the ground... everything just felt warm, comfortable even. The lights around swelled to pool in his vision that being the only thing he could see. Then there was her face... those beautiful sharp features in a halo of light... just as he’d always seen her.

Everything smelled like copper, making her miss he small blacksmith shack in the back of her home. At least, the one piece that reminded of her home was the very same that had kept her protected. She must looked ridiculous, the used and now bloodied sledgehammer in her hands looked too heavy to be a practical weapon, yet Melanie prove them wrong. She easily swing the hammer like it weighed nothing, breaking bones and flesh all the same.

Just eyes watched her... their crystal blue had been fully eclipsed by the golden hues of the wolf. He growled low and soft, the disease at bay for the moment. He had to constantly feed... there was no other option than that. He stood on shaky legs moving towards the woman. “Go home, Melanie. It’s dangerous out here...”

Leda looked to Adde with confusion gleaming in her green eyes, he was never like this with her. She only knew hi shit talking face, and his Man Pain self, not this serious, down to earth demeanor.

“I’m sorry, Leda. I am dying... You’re not God and neither am I. That’s what this is... my Sins are finally a burning cross in my blood and I’ll pay for them now. We both have to do what we have to do...” Adde leaned in and kissed her... one last time.