pain is fuel.

beer bottle in his hand and looking down at the ground. elijah is a bit shaken by the most recent unfortunate event. things were happening all around seattle, it was one of the reasons he’d been deployed to this specific city. but this time, this tragedy affected someone he actually knew. sheriiff swan had helped him out plenty of times when he first started working. he can only imagine what he must be going through, not daring to think how he’d be feeling if it had one of his family members instead. “what kind of sick, twisted being could do something like that? the girl was known a bit around the city… although i’m not sure it had any relation to prior events it just… feels different.”

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               despite the holidays already done & gone , there was still high spirits within the human , bright smiles & endless giggles as snow continues to fall in large , but fluffy flakes. black jacket hugged her small body was she stepped into the coffee shop , looking down in hopes to get most of the snow off her shoes prior to stepping onto the floor. ‘‘ hi ! just a large hot chocolate please. oh —- with whipped topping if possible ! ’’ she said with a bright smile , body almost vibrating at the idea of having some of the hot liquid that she vowed to drink through the winter months. moving to grab hold of her hot chocolate , she had noticed the wallet laying on the ground. bending to pick it up , she opened it briefly to gather the name & face before quickly moving towards the male. ‘‘ hi ! hi , hey . you uh —– you dropped your wallet , don’t think —- you’d want to be leaving it around for anyone to find. never know who would find it —- i mean i did , i found it. ’’ pausing to take a breath , she sighed. ‘‘ sorry —- uh , your wallet. ’’ with that , she held out the wallet with a small smile.

“i don’t think that i like snow very much,” their nose crinkled as they looked up to the sky, blinking rapidly against the onslaught of white. an involuntary shudder ran up their spine, and they gave themselves a furious sort of shake - flakes flying from their hair, but clinging stubbornly to the material of their warm winter jacket. “it’s cold and slippy and IRRITATING, and it makes everything wet.” 

weakness. it was VERY human of her, but in spite of all efforts made by the redhead bitch - she wasn’t beyond that, yet. she missed forks, the only town she’d ever thought of as home. she missed her HOUSE - rundown as it was, it was still where she felt most comfortable. and she missed…- she missed august. she wasn’t above admitting that, these days. they had done the ‘trouble admitting feelings’ stage. they had DONE the ‘no strings attached’ one, too. she loved him. he loved her - it had been as simple as that, and she felt- like something had been stolen from her. on some level, she was AWARE that she had lost worse things thanks to what had happened. that she should value her life, and all the things that had come along with it more than she did a boy. but love was love.

seeking him out was not difficult, now that she was reborn. the DIFFICULTY lay in staying away from him - something that she knew she had to do for his safety, for his betterment, but that hurt her more than words could say. she was aware that he had come to town. she had seen him at a distance. but on this night, as she stood beneath a streetlight and watched as he emerged, the space where her beating heart had once been ACHED to see him in such a state.

nikki had never been good at feeling for other people. but in this instance, she could not flit away. when his eyes locked onto hers, her expression fell, and she could not unstick the glue that kept her standing there. “august,” her voice was inaudible, and though she had the urge to rush and meet him in the middle, she did not. in fact - she managed to find it within herself, just as he stumbled up onto the curb, to step back before his hand could touch her - hands up defensively, voluntarily cutting off her own airflow so that she did not breathe in his scent. “why are you here?” 

august couldn’t believe what he was seeing, surely he had to be hallucinating. finally succumbing to the madness he’d been fighting. everyone had told him that nikki was gone, and he’d fought hard to prove them wrong. but now, standing across the street from her, he was the one doubting her existence. he had spent weeks looking for her, he had exhausted every lead, burned through any connections he had, dried up his savings. and then, after one night spent drowning his sorrows in alcohol, he’d found her. 

he stopped short of touching her, though he wanted nothing more than to wrap her in his arms and never let go. and then it dawned on him, the way she held her hands, her defense tone, nikki didn’t want to see him. he could feel his heart shattering into a million pieces, after all they had been through, she didn’t want him.

Billie was strutting through the park, music at top volume as she mentally choreographed a number for one of her intermediate ballet classes and physically did some weird little dance moves with her hands, when she was hit with a paper ball. To say she was irked, was putting it lightly.  She yanked out her headphones and turned her attention towards the culprit. It didn’t take a genius to figure out the frustrated looking college kid with a notebook was responsible. She picked the crumbled up paper ball and walked towards him, holding it high above her head. “Yo. Recycling. Ever heard of it?”

gianna had agreed to spend time in the school library with jacob. with finals around the corner the time spent there couldn’t HURT, but she had other things she should be doing, too. eyes scanned page upon page of notes, her trail of concentration being broken by whatever was frustrating him. “jacob,” she sighed, tone level and calm as she lifted her gaze away from her notebook. “what’s wrong?”

august was desperate, he had given up his entire life to follow nikki- to find her. it had been weeks since she vanished, yet, he hadn’t given up, he spent every day knocking down doors and following leads. and yet, his investigation seemed to be going no where. every time he thought he found a lead, he wound up right where he had started. yet, he hadn’t given up home. sure, it occasionally faltered, especially on a night like this. he had been close, he knew it, his witness was credible, yet when he turned up at the house where nikki was supposed to be staying it was vacant. and in a moment of self pity, he found himself at a bar, knocking back shot after shot until closing. and then he was stumbling out the door, waving off any offers for a cab. 

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“——— dude, please tell me i’m not the only one that feels like we just willingly walked into the monster’s cave and even paid for it.” the vampire smell was everywhere, he had sensed it the moment he set foot inside the hotel. he only hoped he wasn’t the only one that thought there was ‘wrong’ written all over this event.

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“another wild animal attack…” sidney’s voice was a murmur, but it wasn’t really hard to see what she was COMMENTING on when the flyers had been stuck up all across campus - bright red, black lettering, a warning to people like her ; the one’s that thought walking alone was still safe, because what was the WORST thing that could happen to her? the flyer stated it well enough. another college student had fallen victim of something terrible. she wasn’t the only one trying to process the NEWS in the november cold, though the shiver that ran down her spine had nothing to do with that. her words were directed to anyone that was listening ; never specific, very ON BRAND. “it’s all…- it’s really starting to feel like the start of some shitty, low budget werewolf flick, right? grab your silver…”

– THERE ARE MOMENTS WHERE SHE KNOWS SHE DOESN’T DESERVE HIS ADMIRATION. that she is not perfect, and that she asks so much. and yet, there’s a reason she chose him – because riley is a winner, he is determined. he believes in her, and when they meet eyes, victoria has the strength to believe in herself. he was so naive. teeth dig into her bottom lip slightly as she flashes him a coy smile, soft and eager. she’s good at playing the part sometimes, and there ARE moments like these where she can love him, although sometimes she wishes he would push back, that he’d fight her, chase her. “a nightclub?” she suggests. “you know i love dancing – i can work up an appetite,” victoria jokes, a wicked grin on her dark red lips. she holds her hand out to him, beckoning him to come hither out into the night, heels clicking on the pavement as they leave the safety of their home. 

𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐈𝐄 sits in the passenger seat as the other tinkers away at the mechanics of the car. classic combat boots planted on the ground as mackenzie ( a post - grad student ) complains about her classes and peers and overall just very boring stuff compared to their lives as shapeshifters. “ hey - , “ she stops mid - sentence. “ i’m making dinner tonight but it’s … just me. did you want to come by later ? “ she’s lonely. mackenzie is so lonely that she can feel it in her bones and in every organ in her body. she just wants the company of a friend when the loneliness is at its highest. “ i’m no emily but I THINK i’m at least better than half the pack when it comes to cooking. “ 

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– AS MUCH AS SHE’D HATE TO ADMIT IT, there is a sort of fondness in her heart for riley. his bloodlust, yes, but his protective nature, the way he looks after her and the newborns. he’s brash, but she has CONFIDENCE in him. “oh, yeah?” she asks, voice soft as she draws him closer, lips hovering inches from his, fingertips running down his chest, dipping lower, “tonight you can show me just how much.” her eyes linger on riley’s before she pulls back with a coy smile, because god, she is a TEASE, and she loves to be chased. she walks toward the door, looking back over her shoulder, “are you coming?”

if sofia’s heart could skip a few beats it certainly would have, there was no doubt about that– what woman wouldn’t have appreciated hearing exactly what she wanted and hoped for ? it made her smile widen even further. “ yeah ? that makes me happy to hear that. “ she gladly accepts the hug it making her feel all the more better, and easing her nerves. the same ones she had been feeling. “ what do you mean ? i’m totally fine. yeah, totally fine. “ the brunette never had been good at lying, as one could tell by her voice raising ever so slightly in pitch, apparently that hadn’t changed either. or maybe it was a force of habit. “ how about you ? how are you ? “ was she deflecting ? a little, and poorly at that.