Its nice innit - Open for the Wicked Squad

He opened his eyes as he found himself somewhere he didnt know. He ran his fingers through his hair, exhaling deeply as he had no idea why he was here. All the thoughts from the house was pouncing at his mind, making him squirm his face with frustration as he scratched at his temples, "For fucks sake! Can we have some bloody peace in this household!" he screamed as he closed his eyes for a bit, trying to filter the feedback he was receiving. God, these folks had a lot of shit in their heads that he couldnt just ignore. A lot of dark shit that just reminded him of his time in the mountains. He looked up as a tall man was over him, his sea blue eyes looking down at him in confusion. Darren sighed as he straightened his back and looked the man in the eyes. "Mate, you have to sort out whatever shit that goes on in your head," he said in a mumble as he reached his hand out to touch the werewolf's head, but as soon as his hand touched the skin, the werewolf fell over like his mind shut off. Darren felt a bit more relaxed as he looked around. "Where the fuck am I?" he asked, a question to himself.

Eilish what not one you typically saw around the mansion, seeing as she mostly stayed with Samuel. Especially after hearing that Reginald was missing, she didn’t feel like she could add anything to their search, and she quite frankly found it stupid. She had gone off multiple times to figure herself out, was it really so weird that the vampire had done the same? She heard a yell of scolding manner, stopping in her tracks as she turned her head towards where the sound was coming from, frown on her ever so stoic face. She stepped into the livingroom, saw Kyle and a stranger, making her raise an eyebrow as she looked from one to the other. It seemed as if she was the only one having reacted right now. ”Gaia, England,” she replied in a monotone voice before she stepped closer, looking at the rather confused man on the couch, before walking over to kneel by Kyle. She placed a hand on his forehead, not strange temperature – at least not for a werewolf. A small grunt left her lips as she hauled the limp arm of the massive werewolf around her shoulders and gave the stranger a look that said stay there. She was gone for one second tops, taking Kyle with her with her jumping ability, before she came back after having tucked the werewolf in bed. ”Now, I don’t know how you got in, but could I get a name? Mine’s Eilish,” she said in a cold tone, keeping her distance,

He looked up as a siren came into the room, even though he couldnt tell that she was a siren. He got up from the couch and looked at her with warning eyes, even though he felt nothing from her mind - That came as a relief. He raised his eyebrow and stepped away from the werewolf with his hands raised and nodded as she told him where he was, "I know that, I meant, where the fuck am I in this shithole of a city yah?" he elaborated as she picked up the werewolf and left. He moved his eyes to the door where he could just hear the little girls thoughts clear as day, "You gon' sneak around like a creeper or come in?" he asked in an annoyed tone as he rubbed his eyes. So many thoughts in this house, so many different fears and desires, it was so damn annoying.
He looked at the siren came back and sighed deeply, trying to hear her words through the noise. "Darren," he replied as he looked around and twitched his eyes like something was poking at his brain. He blinked a few times and rubbed his forehead with his palms. "One moment, I'm with my blokes around the block innit, next I wake up here," he explained as he looked around. He picked up his phone and made a call, "Ethan, I aint fucking around, pick up ya phone, bruv, or I dont know, get Cetas to ring me back," he hissed as he hanged up and looked to the girl again. His eyes twitched again and he moved away as he covered his ears, "I'm gonna lose my fucking mind in this place," he mumbled. He looked to the girl that had been eavesdropping and gritted his teeth shortly, "Dont you dare try anything on me gal, I'll make you regret it aight?" he warned her, but it was clear that it wasnt really what he wanted to do. He just didnt want to feel threatened.

”You must excuse the dosser, he’s not what you call the smartest,” Eilish remarked rather coldly, before giving Lion a warning glance, like demanding him to shut up. She looked to Tiana, rolling her eyes at Lion standing there like the tower he was, thinking he could protect his sister with actions like that. Eilish found herself rather grateful that it was Mariella who would eventually take the place as the leader of the Serpents, seeing as Lion still couldn’t seem to keep his head cool. She then looked to the stranger, Darren he had said his name was, looking as he seemed to call some friends. Her eyes lit up for a brief second. Cetas – she only knew him as Samuel’s younger brother, he was rather nice. Eilish walked over to him, not really caring to comfort him, but he had to stop rubbing his face, or she would lose it. ”Oi, don’t ya gawk at the siblings,” she said in her strong Irish accent, noticing how he seemed more calm when he focused on her. ”I know Cetas,” she said in a calm voice, her eyes showing limited emotion. ”You look knackered – what’s your deal?” she said.

He turned his eyes as another guy entered the room with these furious thoughts in his mind. It angered Darren, as thoughts like that heavily affected him, it was out of his control. He stepped closer to the tall guy as Eilish told him not to mind the guy. Darren looked to her and frowned slightly as he eyed the guy, "Proper twat, that's what he is," he mumbled under his breath as he moved away from them to control his telepathy, though it was to no avail, and with Lion's angry mind, it just became a lot more fuzzy in his head.
He looked to Eilish as she approached him and clenched his jaw, even though it was a great relief to see or hear nothing from her. He frowned as she mentioned Cetas and tilted his head a bit, "How do you know that dickhead?" he asked before she asked her question. He smacked his teeth and looked away. "What are you on about? I'm sorted," he lied as he closed his eyes that wanted to twitch so bad. He scrunched his face in anger and looked at the tall guy, "You need to calm the fuck down or sod off rite this moment, mate, I aint pissing around," he told him with a warning glare.

”Stranger is a strong word for someone like you, wouldn’t you reckon?” Eilish said in a cold voice. Lion had been gone for a while, so if any he was also a stranger. At this point she couldn’t hide the loyalty she had towards Mariella, and when it came down to it she felt like it was justified. Lion hadn’t exactly treated both of them well, but the siren didn’t care about her own feelings in this. No, her best friend was whom she defended. She looked to Darren as he asked how she knew him, she shrugged. ”By acquaintance mostly – I stay with Samuel when I’m not popping by here,” she said. Sighing as he said he was fine, she shook her head. Eilish might not have a special ability to distinguish lies from truths, but she was rather good at reading facial expressions. ”Wud ya stop it, ya making a holy show, aren’t ya?” she said and looked to Tiana, sending one of her rare smiles to the young witch, making her know it was alright. Lion was acting out, and Eilish wasn’t having it, but she kept her calm as always. ”Imma eat the head off ya both, if ya don’t stop acting the maggot,” she said – even though her voice didn’t raise in volume, people closer to her knew that when she started going off in Irish slang, she was getting annoyed. The worst thing was when she would start speaking in fluent Gaelic, then something bad was bound to happen.

"Samuel. He is just a much a dick as his dickhead brother," he said with a small hint of a smile as he thought about the brothers. It was odd how they were the same blood, when they were so different. Samuel so uptight you'd think he had a stick up his ass, Cetas being an absolute jokester of a guy.
"You're mental if you think I'd be polite after hearing the shit that's cooking in your brain," he said in a faint snarky tone, but he quickly calmed down, seeing that Eilish probably wasnt joking with her threats. He shook his head and made a gesture with his hand that said he would back off for now. The guy seemed to calm down as well, and as he asked if Darren was happy, he scoffed but nodded. Had to choose his battles wisely.
He was about to calm down, right till the second the little girl spoke out, her thoughts so intrusive, he just couldnt take it any longer. "No more fucking nice guy," he muttered as his eyes started flaring in subtle colours of orange and blue, a bit of green dancing around. He gritted his teeth as he closed his eyes and let the overflow of the mental feedback he had received project to the two present in the room. It wouldnt be pleasant, but it was the only way he could calm his distressed mind. It was short whiled as he really wasnt trying to harm anyone. He stepped away from them and sighed deeply. "I get that this is your fucking house, I have no idea why I ended up here," he kept in mutters as he walked over to the window and looked at the city. It was so far away, how did he really end up here? He looked at the siren, knowing she wasnt affected by his ability. "Didnt mean to hurt ya mates," he said in a sincere tone as he looked back at the window. It didnt seem like he was sorry, but he just held his emotions close. He looked back at the guy and frowned, "I dont know why you keep thinking that everyone's against you, it's complete bollocks in your mind," he said as he then shrugged and looked back at the window. "Mate, from what I've seen, you havent even had the worst of the worst," he said in a low tone, not sure if they heard or not.

What it feels like:
Being pulled out of one's body to see every thought/desire/fear flare around like a thunderstorm of a big eye. Coming back to reality feels like being thrown back into the body like a ragdoll, so it's not pleasant. Pic below for reference:

Eilish knew that Tiana meant well, but Eilish was just about fed up with all this bullshit, but being off with Samuel had gotten her temper down a bit. Not really in control, but she had become more herself again, but maybe the others couldn’t remember her like that. For a short while she once again felt like an outcast, but she was not one to drown herself in self pity. ”I am calm, but it seems like the two of you are messing with the head of our guest,” Eilish commented. She was rather good at reading a room, seeing where people looked and how they portrayed themself. Judging from Darren’s eyes she would say he was affected by the two siblings. ”Why do you always assume that things revolve aroung you?” Eilish said to Lion, not really caring how he would react to those words. Eilish had felt something for that other siren once, but that seemed like a lifetime ago, even though it had barely been a year. Darren commented on Samuel and she shrugged. What other people thought of Samuel didn’t really matter, and just as Eilish had thought, Darren mentioned the thoughts he could hear. It didn’t take long for shit to hit the fan, so to speak – Tiana and Lion doing a small spasmic dance to the floor. Eilish narrowed her eyes as Darren walked to the window, going over to Tiana to lift her up and place her on the couch. Lion? He could wake up with a sore nack for all she cared.

She ignored Darren’s comment. Hurting her friends? She scoffed at that thought, even though she did feel some bond with Tiana, all she had left for Lion was a sour taste in her mouth and regret. She walked over to Darren, rolling her eyes at his words. Never seen the worst of the worst might be true, but what the hell did he know? What he had digged out of the other’s minds? Perception was one thing, but starting to compare ones fears and pain to another’s was just wrong in her book. There was a good reason she hadn’t told many about her past. They had all been told excuses – only person truly knowing her story was Mariella, and she wasn’t even near the mansion at this point. ”From what you’ve seen, I guess it’s nothing, or are you simply trying to sound smarter?” she remarked, shrugging as she didn’t want to get into a discussion. He was a stranger, and strangers were best to beware of. She took out her phone, looking for a while at the screen. She knew if she were to call Cetas he would show up in a heart beat, but was it really the best to invite the Prideux to the mansion? Samuel might not be in hiding, per say, anymore because Umbrella was in ruins still, but the risk of that family was not something she wanted to place on this house. ”Can you fix people with that mind thing, or is it just to hurt?” she asked, rather careful. It was always good to know if you could have an eventual ace up your sleeve.
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