Her eyes slowly began to scatter around the entrance of an alleyway. It was interesting but something seemed to compel her to this part of the region. She wasn't scared, in fact she welcomed the night as it began to seep all around her curvy petite form. Gently touching her wealthy locks as her fingers smoothed gently down them. Touching the ends to see if any of them were split and sure enough there were only a little. Thank goodness, she just went to the hair place and she didn't want anymore of her beautiful hair to be tampered with. She gently touched the necklace that dangled on her neck, inside was a simple picture of her adopted family. Sam loved them none-the-less even if they were just adoptive parents. Spending most of her life behind the fact that she was different, sure she knew it. The ways her eyes turned different colors as soon as she got angry. She could hear things others can't hear, she was faster, stronger, and could see much clearer then a person with 20/20 vision.
Those qualities began to haunt her as the other children made fun of her all through elementary school and beyond until she finally dropped school from the constant bullying. All her life she was treated like an outsider and to make matters worse her family was taken from her, one by one they dropped like flies. Soon enough she became silent, while the other kids didn't know what was going on in her life she allowed them to treat her like dirt. Figuring that what hurts more then bullies is that you knew deep down that you didn't belong as well as everyone you care about leaving you behind so you have to deal with things yourself. She wasn't ready for any of them to leave her behind, she was young when her "mother" died, without a mother's touch you can say a child gets "unstructured" for the most part. Finally came her older brother who thought it would be better to leave home and join the war. He went as soon as he was 18 and died three days before he was supposed to come home. They cried and then buried him, an unlucky life... That's what she had. She tried to go on with a smile still planted on her face, she still had her other family but it wasn't the same without the others.
Her family was getting shorter and she wondered why God kept sparring her life. She would rather be taken then the others. Her mind pushed on to her other brother's death, the same tragic one as her mother. She tried her hardest to make him comfortable but he died sooner then her mother had. There wasn't enough time for him to even get saved, more tears were shed all the while when she went to school to face her bullies she did it with a smile. Behind that smile laid a sad and tortured soul, why did she keep blaming herself? One day her drawing imagination caught with her and she was caught by the teacher, she remembered that day because her teacher looked at her with saddened eyes. Sam's drawing in art class were once filled with a smiling sun and the six of them either on a hill or something. Of course it was grade school and she was doing pictures. When her teacher asked where her mama was in the picture she said in the sky and pointed to a women with wings. He nodded and that was all he did but he always kept an eye on his 'star pupil' more closely.
Sam tried to shake the thoughts away but they kept flooding her mind as if a reminder of how much she hated herself on the day of the "accident" she knew it wasn't an accident though and no one knew that. She didn't tell a soul of what happened that night, she couldn't even believe it herself. They turned into wolves, a black one, and two brown ones. The obvious leader was the larger black wolf and they looked like they were loosing their humanity even though they turned human soon enough she knew that they were going to loose their human side. She quickly shut the memory out of her head and refused to go any further, especially about what happened with her little sister and father. A single tear wiped down her cheek and she quickly swiped it away, no! She wouldn't show any weakness her "master" told her it was horrible of a wolf her blood. So, instead she gritted her teeth, her nose twitched as she smelled a few scents in the distance. Some like herself, others humans. She knew she was in the right place this is where the Eternal Darkness Pack resides. Well, at least not here but close and this is where they said that the Alphess may be able to see you and get you in. Of course lacking most experience of her life being new to the whole Lycan business they told her that she was just going to be placed as the loser. She would prove them wrong, she was going to defend her pack even if that means placing her at the bottom first. Like Drake said, "Started from the bottom now we're here."
She gave a smirk at why her mind suddenly drifted to that particular song.
Eyeing around the city, lights flashing in different buildings giving a welcoming glow from their fluorescent lighting and some were closed for the night. It was interesting why some shops clothes early I mean business is better towards the afternoon and night. This city seems to never sleep, many mortal were still out. Some rushing for the taxis or subways to get home or work. She heard a violent whistle as a man began to flag down a car, she watched the male as a taxi drove over towards him and he got in the car. She heard where he was going and gave a smirk, ~Strip club... Interesting~ She thought the man had a ring on his finger and she knew for certain his wife didn't know where he was going this late at night. Probably gave the "I have a ton if paper work down in the office." Men and their silly lies. She remembered her first love and the way he caressed her, making her want more. Of course little miss Sam is a virgin and glad about that because when he tried to taint with her innocence she pushed her away. He always got so angry when he did that and soon enough broke up with her to go for a slut named Katherine. Soon he to started bullying her and calling her names. She took it, even though it hurt. He said he loved her and wanted her, never wanted to hurt her but like always men lied.
Coming around a bend the mortals were fading away and she was getting close to her destination. she was wearing a pair of tight black leather pants and a black top that showed her curvy mid section. On top of her head was a black hair that covered the top of her hair on her small feet were a pair of black boots with no heel of course showing her small 5'1" form. In her pants she felt the knife that touched her ankle. She favored knives over anything. Suddenly she spotted three men in the distance she went to the other side of the street and they followed after her. She wasn't afraid, why should she be? She was a monster of the moon... Confronting them she tried to move past them but they wouldn't let her. She looked up at the leader, a tall and bean-like male. She stepped back and they looked at her up and down inspecting her body and they approved. "Are you going to allow me to pass?" She asked in a well-mannered tone. They ignore her question and the leader spoke, "Well, well, what's a sexy thing like you doing out here... And alone?"
Sam smirked, "I decided to go on a walk." Still in a sweet voice she shrugged as if it was no big deal. The male gave a soft smile, "How about we all go to a party?" He asked still checking her out. She tilted her head, "Is this party the three of you?" He nodded, "Yeah it will be fun. Especially since ole Paul will be delighted to have a pretty thing like you." Then he came closer and leaned to her ear, "Or it could be you and me." She looked at this Paul character, "Paul. Are you going to rape me?" She asked bluntly. He gave a chuckle and took out a pistol a .42 to be exact and held it to her chin, "We don't have to make it be a rape if you condone with what I want." He cocked the pistol deeper into her throat and was surprised by how her head refused to go up. Her eyes turned a burnt orange but soon they disappeared, "Let's make this interesting. How about a duel I have a knife around my ankle. You can take it out, it will be my knife between your pistol." He searched her and found the knife, "Wrong move, bitch." He chuckled. Sam didn't like foul language and well this boy was pushing her buttons making it hard for her to be sweet.
He stood with the two weapons and she frowned, "Now Paul, how is it fair that you have two weapons and I have none?" She held out her and and he went to cut it with her own knife but her hand wasn't their infact it was by her side again, "Wrong move." With a swift kick of her right foot she managed to kick the gun and it flew from his hand into the roof top above. She grabbed the knife in one swift motion and she jabbed it into his thigh leg, and whispered in his ear"I'm not going to kill you. At least not yet but I will soon and you better watch your back." She took her knife from his skin and rubbed the knife with his shirt. He hit the ground and cried in pain, strapping the knife on the inside of her pant leg she stepped over the male. Eyes glowing burnt orange but soon disappearing back into her normal color.
She soon came to her destination of a discrete alleyway and awaited for the Alpha or Alphess to come by. It could be hours or minutes but she had time. Gently leaning against the wall she gave a short yawn and she straightened her curls out as well as her clothes. Lucky she didn't have any blood on her clothes otherwise that would just be horrible, especially since she may meet her new Alpha/Alphess soon. She hoped at least they would give her a chance. That's all she needed was one chance.
((OOC: Not the best I have a huge headache))
Those qualities began to haunt her as the other children made fun of her all through elementary school and beyond until she finally dropped school from the constant bullying. All her life she was treated like an outsider and to make matters worse her family was taken from her, one by one they dropped like flies. Soon enough she became silent, while the other kids didn't know what was going on in her life she allowed them to treat her like dirt. Figuring that what hurts more then bullies is that you knew deep down that you didn't belong as well as everyone you care about leaving you behind so you have to deal with things yourself. She wasn't ready for any of them to leave her behind, she was young when her "mother" died, without a mother's touch you can say a child gets "unstructured" for the most part. Finally came her older brother who thought it would be better to leave home and join the war. He went as soon as he was 18 and died three days before he was supposed to come home. They cried and then buried him, an unlucky life... That's what she had. She tried to go on with a smile still planted on her face, she still had her other family but it wasn't the same without the others.
Her family was getting shorter and she wondered why God kept sparring her life. She would rather be taken then the others. Her mind pushed on to her other brother's death, the same tragic one as her mother. She tried her hardest to make him comfortable but he died sooner then her mother had. There wasn't enough time for him to even get saved, more tears were shed all the while when she went to school to face her bullies she did it with a smile. Behind that smile laid a sad and tortured soul, why did she keep blaming herself? One day her drawing imagination caught with her and she was caught by the teacher, she remembered that day because her teacher looked at her with saddened eyes. Sam's drawing in art class were once filled with a smiling sun and the six of them either on a hill or something. Of course it was grade school and she was doing pictures. When her teacher asked where her mama was in the picture she said in the sky and pointed to a women with wings. He nodded and that was all he did but he always kept an eye on his 'star pupil' more closely.
Sam tried to shake the thoughts away but they kept flooding her mind as if a reminder of how much she hated herself on the day of the "accident" she knew it wasn't an accident though and no one knew that. She didn't tell a soul of what happened that night, she couldn't even believe it herself. They turned into wolves, a black one, and two brown ones. The obvious leader was the larger black wolf and they looked like they were loosing their humanity even though they turned human soon enough she knew that they were going to loose their human side. She quickly shut the memory out of her head and refused to go any further, especially about what happened with her little sister and father. A single tear wiped down her cheek and she quickly swiped it away, no! She wouldn't show any weakness her "master" told her it was horrible of a wolf her blood. So, instead she gritted her teeth, her nose twitched as she smelled a few scents in the distance. Some like herself, others humans. She knew she was in the right place this is where the Eternal Darkness Pack resides. Well, at least not here but close and this is where they said that the Alphess may be able to see you and get you in. Of course lacking most experience of her life being new to the whole Lycan business they told her that she was just going to be placed as the loser. She would prove them wrong, she was going to defend her pack even if that means placing her at the bottom first. Like Drake said, "Started from the bottom now we're here."
She gave a smirk at why her mind suddenly drifted to that particular song.
Eyeing around the city, lights flashing in different buildings giving a welcoming glow from their fluorescent lighting and some were closed for the night. It was interesting why some shops clothes early I mean business is better towards the afternoon and night. This city seems to never sleep, many mortal were still out. Some rushing for the taxis or subways to get home or work. She heard a violent whistle as a man began to flag down a car, she watched the male as a taxi drove over towards him and he got in the car. She heard where he was going and gave a smirk, ~Strip club... Interesting~ She thought the man had a ring on his finger and she knew for certain his wife didn't know where he was going this late at night. Probably gave the "I have a ton if paper work down in the office." Men and their silly lies. She remembered her first love and the way he caressed her, making her want more. Of course little miss Sam is a virgin and glad about that because when he tried to taint with her innocence she pushed her away. He always got so angry when he did that and soon enough broke up with her to go for a slut named Katherine. Soon he to started bullying her and calling her names. She took it, even though it hurt. He said he loved her and wanted her, never wanted to hurt her but like always men lied.
Coming around a bend the mortals were fading away and she was getting close to her destination. she was wearing a pair of tight black leather pants and a black top that showed her curvy mid section. On top of her head was a black hair that covered the top of her hair on her small feet were a pair of black boots with no heel of course showing her small 5'1" form. In her pants she felt the knife that touched her ankle. She favored knives over anything. Suddenly she spotted three men in the distance she went to the other side of the street and they followed after her. She wasn't afraid, why should she be? She was a monster of the moon... Confronting them she tried to move past them but they wouldn't let her. She looked up at the leader, a tall and bean-like male. She stepped back and they looked at her up and down inspecting her body and they approved. "Are you going to allow me to pass?" She asked in a well-mannered tone. They ignore her question and the leader spoke, "Well, well, what's a sexy thing like you doing out here... And alone?"
Sam smirked, "I decided to go on a walk." Still in a sweet voice she shrugged as if it was no big deal. The male gave a soft smile, "How about we all go to a party?" He asked still checking her out. She tilted her head, "Is this party the three of you?" He nodded, "Yeah it will be fun. Especially since ole Paul will be delighted to have a pretty thing like you." Then he came closer and leaned to her ear, "Or it could be you and me." She looked at this Paul character, "Paul. Are you going to rape me?" She asked bluntly. He gave a chuckle and took out a pistol a .42 to be exact and held it to her chin, "We don't have to make it be a rape if you condone with what I want." He cocked the pistol deeper into her throat and was surprised by how her head refused to go up. Her eyes turned a burnt orange but soon they disappeared, "Let's make this interesting. How about a duel I have a knife around my ankle. You can take it out, it will be my knife between your pistol." He searched her and found the knife, "Wrong move, bitch." He chuckled. Sam didn't like foul language and well this boy was pushing her buttons making it hard for her to be sweet.
He stood with the two weapons and she frowned, "Now Paul, how is it fair that you have two weapons and I have none?" She held out her and and he went to cut it with her own knife but her hand wasn't their infact it was by her side again, "Wrong move." With a swift kick of her right foot she managed to kick the gun and it flew from his hand into the roof top above. She grabbed the knife in one swift motion and she jabbed it into his thigh leg, and whispered in his ear"I'm not going to kill you. At least not yet but I will soon and you better watch your back." She took her knife from his skin and rubbed the knife with his shirt. He hit the ground and cried in pain, strapping the knife on the inside of her pant leg she stepped over the male. Eyes glowing burnt orange but soon disappearing back into her normal color.
She soon came to her destination of a discrete alleyway and awaited for the Alpha or Alphess to come by. It could be hours or minutes but she had time. Gently leaning against the wall she gave a short yawn and she straightened her curls out as well as her clothes. Lucky she didn't have any blood on her clothes otherwise that would just be horrible, especially since she may meet her new Alpha/Alphess soon. She hoped at least they would give her a chance. That's all she needed was one chance.
((OOC: Not the best I have a huge headache))
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