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“A human in a pack of wolves?” It wasn’t as farfetched as his tone may have implied. Raleigh had known of alliances held with the Monroe clan that took in stray humans the same as they had wolves. Humans were capable of the pack bond, but there were only extraordinary humans that could call themselves wolves without needing The Bite to make them into beasts. The girl smelled so heavy of wolves, a great multitude of them at that, she spoke of them as pack and in that moment Raleigh hadn’t a single doubt that they saw her the same as she saw them. There was a pang of sympathy, only slight, because losing pack was like losing yourself and he could understand that loss.

The question as to if this was Hell had him laughing, something bitter and a little off kilter. After a moment of his cackling he shook his head, “No, it’s not Hell. A lot of us wish it were though.” The young Beta brushed a few twigs and debris from the dusty golden tufts of his hair. “You’re in Purgatory. This is where monsters go. Things that go bump in the night. Vampires, wolves, berserkers. This is where we end up because of our nature is neither pure enough for us to reach the gates of Heaven, or the lick of Hellfire. So we’re left here to suffer.”

A human though, that was the first he’d seen of that here. Generally humans were shipped right to their corresponding eternal rest, be it suffering in the pits of Hell or frolicking or whatever in Heaven. “Humans don’t…end up here though. What did you do to come to find your rest here?”

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She doesn't mention that she's a hunter, because for all the ways that she knows it's strange she's a human in a pack of wolves, she knows that her skill set will make it doubly so. "We were a... different kind of pack." She thinks of her Banshee and their other human, the boy who'd lost himself to a demon fox. She hopes against all hope that Scott's found a way to save him, to bring him back from the brink of where the Nogitsune has taken him, and more than that, she hopes that he understands that she forgives him. That her death is not on his hands. For a brief moment, she loses herself in her own thoughts and almost misses his explanation for their location. Brown eyes widen though, because Purgatory. Is this where her pack is destined to find their rest? She drops her gaze her to hands and is a little embarrassed to find that they're shaking. It takes everything she has to squeeze them tight, to force them to still and only after she does does she speak. "My friends and I... my pack... we sacrificed ourselves to the Nemeton tree in order to save our parents." There's an almost bitter laugh now, and Allison glances up, meeting Raleigh's eyes. "Is it stupid that I'd do it again? Knowing that this is where it gets me?" She doesn't care though, because she would. She'd do it again, a thousand times over. "How long have you been here?"

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This Is My { Kingdom } Come

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The Beta watched as the black creatures disappeared back into the thicket, shrouded by the bare, dead trees that lined the edges of the forests until even their scent had dissipated. Shaking out his fur he didn’t take the time to pause and answer this stranger’s question, padding back into the depths of the cave. From the darkness she may have been greeted by the sound of tearing flesh, cracking bones and slithering sinews. A few grunts articulated the sound of a shift until a light was ignited and the bare line of the wolf’s body was illuminated by the dim firelight, “They are for now. Get away from the open of the cave, you’ll attract more visitors I don’t need.”

Turning around the bend Raleigh came to a larger section of the cave, hallowed out over the years by his own claws and chisels he’d managed to carve from stone. It was decently spacious, enough to house the wolf and what things he’d come to call his own. Reaching out with his little torch he let a few others lining the walls before he dropped down and plucked up his clothes and slid into them. When he was finally covered he turned back to the girl and looked her over closely.

“You smell like wolves, but you’re not a wolf,” He paced over to the collection of furs he had along the wall and sat down, “And you don’t seem like someone who belongs in a place like this. You seem far too pure.” But there was no doubt that he could smell some strange darkness from deep within her. Regardless. “‘m Raleigh.”

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His words, his instructions to move away from the front of the cave feel clipped and a little curt, but there's no offense taken. Clearly, he's learned to survive in this place and if Allison wants to do the same, she'll listen. So she does, stepping back, far enough that she's bathed in darkness once more as the sound of bones shifting reaches her ears. She winces a little in sympathy, because it doesn't sound like it's the most pleasant of sensations, but she doesn't comment, choosing instead to wait for a boy-- no, a man-- to emerge from where the wolf had disappeared. There isn't an invitation to join him on the furs that are spread along the bottom of the cave, but she does so anyway, legs crossing in front of her. "I have a pack," she says, "or I did. Back there." And at his mention of purity, she almost laughs. She's anything but pure now, isn't she? She was tainted, even before the sacrifice. She's been tainted ever since Gerard, and it's no surprise to her that she's found herself here. "I'm Allison," she says quietly. "What is this place? Is this... is this Hell?"

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Coming Home

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For what feels like an extremely long second, but is probably actually a good few minutes, all is silent in the Argent apartment. The single handgun, still being held out with its muzzle facing the person inside of the room, wavers in its place as bare hands can no longer support it without difficulty. It is not the result of an undesirable feeling of fear being brought out of the visibly older individual. No, it is definitely not that since he is obviously not one to scare easily. Rather, in this moment, the light eyed man who cannot continue to carry the miserable title of former parent is genuinely taken aback.

Standing right there in front of him is one of the people he never believed he would be fortunate enough to have the chance to see again. Those locks that are the color of a deep deep chocolate are just a shade darker than those usually warm eyes of hers and both are all too familiar. Her appearance is certainly not the way it was the last time his mournful eyes came to look at her as blood does not dirty her clothes, but it is the way the adult remembers her. It is because of that one fact that he cannot help but wonder…is this truly real or nothing more than a tortuous product of a not so put together mind?

All he can do is have hope that this is not a spirit who is being held back because she still has unfinished business to tend to. That if his fingers dare to reach out to firmly take hold of her small hand just as he has done for many years now, they will not run through air. That his fallen daughter has somehow been revived and is actually entering his life once more. Unsurprisingly, he is able to hear his own voice crack as a single question breaks through. Well, something of an inquiry that is. “Sweetheart?”

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His voice breaks, and so does something inside Allison. For all the ways she's only ever wanted to be strong, to prove herself worthy as a warrior, as a person, as a woman, in that moment, she's reduced to nothing more than a little girl. "Daddy," she says again, and her voice cracks, breaks into a million little pieces before she's closing the distance between them, not even hesitating as she wraps her arms around him.

Long fingers curl in the back of his shirt, holding on so tightly that they begin to cramp; it's like she's afraid if she doesn't, this will all disappear, she'll disappear, find herself pulled back to that monstrous place she's spent an eternity. Moments pass and finally, she pulls away, brown eyed gaze lifting to meet his eyes. There's relief there, that he's come back for her, that he's standing right there, so close and it's like she can breathe again in a way she hasn't been able to since returning. "I didn't-- I wasn't sure if you'd come back."

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This Is My { Kingdom } Come

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The taste of blood here is foreign, it’s not fresh like the kills he remembered from life. The life, if anyone even bothered to call it that anymore, that poured from wounds here tasted bitter, rotten and sour. The beast’s throat was pooling with sludge, the smear of black trickling over his maw and staining the damp soil just beneath his paws. The mighty wolf edged back and licked over his jaws, drinking down the acrid blood and letting it settle the beast coiled in the pits of his belly. Reveling in his victory was short lived, his ears pinned as he could hear that distant rumble of the mighty beast’s kin coming to seek revenge for their fallen brother.

“Too many,” Raleigh snarled back as he padded closer to the girl. She smelled of wolves, it was heavy on her clothes and seeped into her pores. But she wasn’t one, there was something distinctly human beneath it all but it was something his curiosity would have to delve into later. He dipped his shoulder down, pinning her with the heat of those molten eyes, “We don’t have time for you t’chase after me. Just get on.” The moment the girl was seated he lurched forward.

His paws chewed greedily at the forest floor as he sprang through the boughs of the black trees, diving over up turned logs and around the stickly arms of briar bushes. He could feel the thunder of more of those beasts draw nearer, only encouraging him faster. “Stay low,” he rumbled at her as he bunched his legs up beneath his heavy body and bounded toward a jutted rock, his front paws catching while the back scrambled against the granite face to pull them the rest of the way up. Just over the flat there was a cave that the Beta easily slipped inside. “Stay quiet,” He whispered to her, letting her from his back as he returned to the mouth of the cave to watch the monsters trample by. “They won’t find us here.”

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At the invitation to heave herself onto his back, Allison didn't hesitate. Despite her death, she was a survivor, would continue to be so even here in this world of horrors and the only way she'd be able to do that now was with his help. Long fingers curled in the tawny fur of the beast, stroking almost gently as she held on to him. He moved quickly, the trees speeding by at an alarming pace and perhaps it could've been refreshing, but there was no breeze here. Only the acrid smell of death and a heat she'd always associated with rotting, dead bodies. All too soon, the wolf was leaping, Allison's body pressing low against his back, arms encircling his neck to hold herself steady. The jolt would've unseated her had she not been careful, but soon enough, he'd righted himself and slunk into the cover of some sort of a cave. It was with shaking legs that she climbed from his back, nearly stumbling, but she did as he said, keeping quiet despite her many questions. Instead, she studied the floor of the cave, looking for anything that could be used as a weapon. She wasn't completely helpless, after all. The sound of heavy footfalls fell away, and only then did she creep closer to the wolf, lips pursed into a thin white line. "Are they gone?"

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This Is My { Kingdom } Come

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The earth here, the dank soil trembled for no creature. There weren’t kings here. No one was any better off that the last. There those who were weak and then there were those who were weaker. Raleigh had learned from the centuries he’d spent here that— had it been centuries? Or minutes? Perhaps only a few days? Time hadn’t a place here either, not when Purgatory was always cast in that dismally hazy darkness that gave neither stark light or pitch black. The only upperhand that the things, the monsters who’d learned to call this realm home was the time that they didn’t have. The longer they were here the more they learned how to live it, how to bypass their enemies which was everyone, how to fill their starving bellies and to quench a thirst that never really went away. They learned how to survive, but beyond that? They learned how to be alone.

Raleigh’d learned to be alone a long time ago. It was a part of him had been stripped away, wolves being such social, physical creatures, but being here didn’t leave him much choice. It was kill or be killed and Raleigh had no intentions of leaving this place until he’d see his family again. He wanted to see his brother and tell him it was alright. After all that he’d done to keep Raleigh safe, he wanted Riley to know even in those last moments that he’d taken good care of him.

This happened a lot, where Raleigh was stuck thinking about his family, one that hope was beginning to diminish he’d ever see again. The large tawny beast padded silently through the brambles when he heard it. The braying of a violent creature, one that he couldn’t identify besides knowing that it was volatile and wrathful and from that sound, it’d found itself some prey. Curiosity got the best of him and he padded along to seek out the beast, watching the hulking form barrel toward what looked to be a fresh addition to their little piece of the end of the world.

Any other moment, Raleigh would have simply sat back and watched the attack, would move in to pick up scraps and even dare to pilfer some of the kill if he were lucky. But now, the moment he heard that girl scream it went straight to his core and before he’d even realized what was going on he was sprinting forward. The roar that erupted from his lips easily muffled the sound of the beast that was going for the other teen, realizing it was being attacked it spun around and swiped angrily at the wolf, causing Raleigh to skid to a stop and snarl.

The fight was quick and brutal, luck being on Raleigh’s side as he tore the throat right out of the beast and left it sputtering for breath as its blood dripped from the line of is maw. Raleigh shook out his fur and turned back to the girl, looking her once over before he huffed and curled his tail high into the air. “More heard the fight, they’re gonna come and search it out. You wanna live? Come with me. Quickly. There’s no time to waste.”

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Would Allison find death here again? What would dying here bring that her first death hadn't? An even more frightening place than this? Or would she find peace at the end of the other's jagged, sharp teeth? She doesn't know, but God help her, she doesn't want to find out. She's just about to move, having finally jarred her frozen limbs into some form of motion when there's rustling from the line of trees and out comes a beast familiar in its ferocity. She's never seen one of her own wolves shift, not like this, but she recognizes him for what he is, easily bigger than a normal wolf. There's a comfort in his presence from the moment she places him, one that she won't think about, not right now. Instead, she watches as the wolf attacks the other, ripping its throat out and there's a hysterical laugh that starts to bubble up in her throat as she's reminded painfully of Derek, of the way that was an oft used threat with the alpha turned beta. There's a longing she doesn't even know exists pulling at her heartstrings, because though she knows she woke up here just minutes ago, already time seems to have stretched infinitely. It will crush her if she lets it, so she forces it down, into the farthest recesses of her mind and she stands just a little straighter. More than anything she only ever wanted the opportunity to prove she was strong, not weak, and if ever there's a time to do it, it's now. Allison gestures for him to go. "I'll follow. Go." And then, because she needs to know, "how many more of them are there?"

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Coming Home

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The phone call that was received was one that had been far too vague for him to decipher. For him to draw any real conclusions as to why it was the teenager wanted him to return to town so soon. It feels as if only a week has passed since his discussion with the kindhearted kid inside of that somewhat neat yet still untidy bedroom of his. During the lengthy plane ride back, he found himself wondering if it had something to do with the not so deceased sibling of his. It is quite possible that she has decided to cause even more mayhem for those who live in town to deal with during his time away. Maybe they need help seeing to it that she cannot bring harm into the lives of those who do not deserve it. Perhaps they believe that he will instantly be turned away by the mere thought of confronting her again. If that is the case, it cannot be said that he does not understand where they are coming from. There is a part of him that does not wish to partake in such an unpleasant reunion.

Either way, he did indeed tell Scott to call if anything happened and that was precisely what the teenager did. That is exactly why the man is now fumbling with the keys that are capable of unlocking his apartment. It is not a place he is all that excited about seeing again as he knows that his loving daughter is not waiting inside to greet him, but it is the only place he currently has to use as a home. Once the door is successfully unlocked, the man wastes no time in crossing the threshold. The journey has tired his limbs and he is looking forward to unwinding for a little while before the true alpha comes to speak with him. Though that thought quickly flees when a foreign sound reaches his attentive ears. One that he has not created himself. He is not alone in this unit and the fact causes him to immediately reach for one of his guns. Leaving the several suitcases at the door, he proceeds to slowly make his way towards the room that once belonged to his late daughter.

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For all the ways Allison's expected this reunion to go, she never counted on the way her heart's pounding in her chest. She died and was brought back to life through means that were probably less than savory, and what if this goes badly? There's a dagger tucked beneath the mattress of her bed, and as untouched as everything else is, she's certain it's still there. She can get to it if she needs to, but God, she doesn't want to have to. And so as her door opens, Allison inhales and holds her breath. She's planned this, planned what she'll say, how she'll explain what little bit she knows, but as soon as her father slips into the bedroom, gun drawn and ready to fire, all she's capable of is a tiny little huff of air and a soft "--daddy." She just prays that it's enough.

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This Is My { Kingdom } Come

The air smells of death and somewhere in the distance there's a low moan that seems to rattle the air and shake the trees. The last thing she remembers is lying in Scott's arms, finding comfort in those big brown eyes. There was no pain, there was no fear, and then for a time, there was nothing at all. She sits up and blinks; it's bright in a way that's unsettling and it reminds her of the Preserve around the area of the Nemeton. There's a magic in the air that's suffocating, stifling, and when Allison climbs to her feet, it's kind of like the world tips on its axis and sends her sprawling. The moaning is growing louder, nearer and as she lifts her gaze, she barely makes out the mangled face of something coming straight for her as she screams.

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Coming Home

The apartment is exactly the same as she remembers it; for some reason, she was expecting it to have changed, but it hasn't. Except for how lonely it feels. It's been three and a half days since she crawled out from under the Nemeton and made her way back into town. Scott and Lydia were the first ones she found, the need to do burning in her veins in a way she couldn't describe. She'd stayed with Lydia that first night, too afraid that this was all some kind of a bad dream to be alone, but since that next evening, she's been back at the apartment. She misses her dad. Scott's told her to just sit tight, that he's doing what he can to get him back, but she wants him now and with every passing moment, she finds herself worrying that maybe he won't come back at all. And then, she hears the sound of keys scraping the lock.

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She knows she was dead. Allison remembers every detail vividly, from the moment that sword pierced her middle until she died in Scott's arms, from when she woke up again in some sordid version of an afterlife. She knows she's dead, and she also knows that just because she's not dead now doesn't mean that as far as the rest of the town is concerned, she's anything but a corpse. She does what she thinks the smart thing is, which is wait for night to fall before she leaves the cover of the Preserve to make her way back into town. She's exhausted, dirty and she wants someone to explain what the hell happened, and maybe she's so lost in her thoughts that she completely misses the one she steps in to. "--Oh, crap. I'm so sorry," she apologizes, keeping her head down, face covered with her hair. "I'm-- I'm sorry."

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"Oh, wow. Are we talking about the first time around?" It’s an easy memory to recall; on the nights when her mom’s death hits the hardest, it’s the one she thinks of, the one that makes her smile."I guess I was about… four or so? I don’t know. I was little and my mom, she was baking cookies for my pre-school bake sale. I didn’t want to help, but I guess she just wanted me to be close, because she set my little easel up in the kitchen so that I could paint, and when I was finished, she scooped me up in her arms and held me so tight. She told me it was the prettiest painting she’d ever seen and she just smelled like warm chocolate chip cookies, you know?”

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It feels a little like she's been walking for days; the pads of her feet are caked with dirt and dried blood, and maybe she's only been walking for hours or minutes, but it feels like an eternity. Just when she's about to give up hope of ever finding her way out of the Preserve, Allison stumbles and trips, landing hard on her hands and knees out on the open roadway to the sound of screeching tires and a bumper stopping just feet from where she lay.

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