Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light. (TW - Assault)

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Time It's a beautiful afternoon, around 13
Date/Month It's around January 14
Place Dean's home in the forest
Surroundings It's a calming afternoon, with birds still singing and everything seems at peace
Weather It's cold, and you can see your own breath in front yourself, but the sky is clear and the sun shining through the tops of the trees
Clothing
- Clothes + Shoes She's wearing a dark coat, and a t-shirt underneath, with dark pants on. She's wearing a pair of dark sneakers
- Hair + Make-up + Jewellery Her hair is put up in a bun. She has no make-up on. She has a necklace, with a locket and a picture of herself and her first love
- Accent British Voice
- Other things She's 1,61 meters tall. She has a unique scent around her

The Topic is Dedicated to: @Dean

Even though she couldn't allow herself to be at complete peace, because everything was shifting, and she still found herself not completely trusting Dean. But he was kinder than most people she'd ever meet, and though she hadn't met many kind people, it was nice not to be hurt all of the time. She'd even gone as far, as to leave her most beloved bag at the bed she was given, as she ventured out on her own, just for a few minutes. After the hotel had been burned down, she didn't think she would get a place or at least find somewhere to be, for however long it would end up being, but somewhere warm and nice. She really didn't want to be a burden for anyone and had even contemplated leaving, but something made her stay, maybe it had been the longing for anything nice, or to feel like she could belong. This, however, did not mean she believed Dean cared for her, she wasn't that naive, as to think he would feel anything for her, friendly or anything like this. He had just been nice, and that was really all.
She had even told herself, that he would probably look forward to kicking her out, the second she found something, which had kind of hurt, as she found herself enjoying their conversations, and the teasings tones, as she made fun of him or he of her. But nothing lasted long, and she couldn't let herself be to used to it. So it was with an almost sadness in her eyes, as she took a walk around the cabin, not too far away as she would not be able to get back, but just enough so she could get some air. She had even stopped wearing her hoodie, which probably also needed washing, and had begun taking showers, something she had missed doing alone and in private. It was something else doing it at those baths you could use, before going to the pool, with the strong smell of chlorine always being there. The first time she had used his shower, she had almost broken down, as she had been sitting on the floor, with the water warming her up.
She didn't get to go that far, as suddenly a hand caught her face, and she was pulled backward, and just as the night in the alleyway, her face connected with something hard and she fell to the ground. Her eyes quickly darted up, as she found her attackers "Jimmy send you?" she asked, already knowing the answer, as one man nodded smirkingly, and another pulled out a knife "You know he wants you back, he even said he would accept not getting the money. He misses you Love" the third guy said as if these clear lies would bring happiness to her, knowing her attacker and constant nightmare cared for her, he clearly didn't as he had no problems with his men always attacking her and even raping her whenever they felt like "I'm not going back," she said, as she tried standing up, only to be kicked in the rips, which made her hiss in pain, and her eyes looked towards the cabin, or the direction the cabin was in, as she hoped this wasn't going to be the last time she would see it, before being brought back to her nightmare "You'll have to kill me" her voice got stronger, as she looked directly at the guy with the knife, knowing that if he killed her, she would finally be at peace. While he didn't use the knife, she did feel constant pain, as they switched between kicking and hitting her, at one point she even spat out blood, which was blue? Maybe her head had been hit too hard and she was seeing things.

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Ever since he’d met Love, he’d spent most of his time in the forest rather than school, so when today’s classes ended, he quickly found himself in the parking lot, starting his motorcycle to drive back to the cabin. He'd barely returned when he sensed strangers in the woods, and he knew that no one was guarding the territory. He looked in the direction the scent came from, listening carefully for movements, but when he realized who was with them, he dropped his backpack and ran. It was clear to him that Love was in danger and he couldn’t bear the thought of her going through more pain, let alone being taken back to the place she’d once escaped. He pulled his shirt above his head and took off his shoes before he transformed into his werewolf-form. As an alpha he was much larger than other werewolves, and his fur had a distinct dark brown to black color. He ran as fast as he could, reaching them in a matter of seconds. He growled angrily as he forced one of the men to the ground, biting his neck whilst his claws digged into his skin. It didn't take long before the man beneath him passed out, and he realized that he'd murdered him. The other guy stabbed him with a knife in his back, a pain he didn’t feel at first because of the adrenaline, but the moment he turned around to face the perpetrator, he was long gone. His red eyes sought Love instead, and he walked towards her to make sure she was okay. He pulled the knife out of him, whimpering briefly at the pain before he dropped it on the ground. He felt his ability kick in, healing the wound as if it had never happened, and all his worries rested with her. He looked down to the blood on the ground, knowing that it belonged to her. He’d never seen blue blood before and it smelled unlike anything he knew. He had yet to ask her what she was, but the whole time he’d gotten the idea that she might not know the answer herself. His eyes paid close attention to her as he waited to see if she could stand up. If she couldn't, he'd have to carry her back to the cabin.

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She's been ready to meet her end, finally, get some peace, when the sudden sound of footsteps reached her, and she looked towards it in confusion. It hadn't even occurred to her, that Dean might have wanted to help her, or at least she'd hoped he would, but didn't actually think it would happen. So when a gigantic werewolf suddenly appeared, with eyes redder than blood, she actually wasn't scared, more like curious. She's known he was a werewolf since he'd said it to her when they first met each other, she just hadn't seen him in his more animalistic form before, so she was surprised about how calm she was about it. She might even add that there was something beautiful about it, even as he killed a man in cold blood, which she really didn't care about.
She was so caught up by the sight of Dean, she didn't even notice blue blood beside her mouth, and as when he was suddenly stabbed, an anger with such force appeared in her, and had it not been for the fact the guy ran away, she would probably had done something to him. Dean had been nothing but kind to her, so she didn't like the idea of him getting hurt, and as he took it out, only to whimper in pain, she got to her feet and took a step towards him. He appeared to be okay, and she reached out, laying her hand against his chest, feeling the muscles move underneath her fingertips, and the fast beating of his heart, and even though the fur wasn't the softest, it didn't feel wrong against her skin "I must admit, having seen you naked and now like this, you naked is far scarier" she said teasingly, with a smile on her lips. It had been one of the first times, someone had saved her and she didn't really know what to say or do.

Alfa **Antal indlæg** : 605

He felt relieved when she got to her feet, stepping towards him with a look he didn’t usually receive in his werewolf-form. Admiration, perhaps? He looked down at her hand as she placed it on his chest, not sensing any fear in her. The red eyes looked back into hers as she spoke and under different circumstances, he would’ve laughed. Instead he growled in a threatening manner, showing his sharp teeth, but it was merely to tease her, to see her if it’d make her shiver just a bit. Most people would be frigthened, especially seeing that he'd just killed a man, but yet she wasn't and he knew it was because he'd saved her. Then he looked from her to the dead man, thinking that she was no longer safe here. The other guy would reveal her position and even if Dean made sure to guard the place, it would still be too dangerous to stay. He looked back at her, transforming his vocal chords and exhaling a deep breath. “It won’t be long before he’ll find you here,” he said, his voice sounding deeper than normal. It all seemed hopeless for her, knowing that she didn’t have many places to go - unless she got rid of him, of course. In which case, she’d be free to do many things. His gaze dropped to the blood by her mouth, the scent overpowering everything else. “Are you okay?” he asked worryingly. “I’ve never seen blue blood before,” he commented, wondering if she had an explanation for it.

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As he suddenly growled and showed his impressive sharp teeth, she only found herself raising an eyebrow at him. Had this been there very first meeting, seeing him in the body of a wolf and not the man she saw just a few days ago, she might have been afraid. But she'd gotten to know him, learned of his more silly side, and the fact she knew she could be safe with him, made sure she wasn't afraid of his more beastly appearance. Rather she admired the strength she'd felt under her hand, and how much raw power she sensed from him, it was unlike anything she'd ever felt before. She might even theories, had it not been for Jimmy's huge army of followers, that Dean might actually be a lot stronger than him, and she would gladly watch him rip that monster to pieces, finally giving her the safety she needed and wanted to have.
She looked surprised at him, as she spoke, however, deep it had been, while still being in his beastly form. She didn't really see that one coming, but with a sigh, she nodded "I know, but I don't want to leave, so I have to kill him" it had been the only way, and she could feel the fire in her, wanting him dead amongst all. It was like some sort of power, making her stronger and she knew then, that was her goal. Her goal amongst all was to kill Jimmy "I've seen both better and worse days" though when he commented on the blue blood, she'd known it hadn't been something she's just imagined "Me neither...I don't know, what am I?" she asked, more rhetorical than anything else, given Dean couldn't give her the answers she wanted. For 20 years, she'd believed she was a human, but humans didn't have blue blood, and now that she thought of it, she'd never actually been sick a day in her life. She looked up at him with confusion in her eyes.

Alfa **Antal indlæg** : 605

She didn’t step back at his attempt to scare her, so he relaxed the tension in his muscles. She trusted him, and although she had many reasons to trust him, she should still be cautious. He licked the human's blood off his lips, feeling a wave of guilt rush over him. However, he had to tell himself that he did it for a good reason, that he'd done it to protect her from getting killed. When she said she had to kill him, he nodded once, understanding that he’d only brought her suffering and that it might be the only way for her to be free, to not have to fear him ever again. He’d support her regardless of what decision she made. “It’s not going to be easy,” he said, hoping that she knew the risks involved. If she stayed, he'd know exactly where she was. “But if you want to do it, I'll help in any way I can,” he added, assuring her that he'd be there for her.
He assumed her reply meant that she wasn’t injured, which was all he needed to hear. It didn’t surprise him that she didn’t know what she was, seeing how she’d grown up with humans and had no knowledge of the supernatural until recently. “I don’t know… but you’re not human,” he said in a low voice, wondering where the blue blood stemmed from. “So you’ve never discovered anything strange? You know, happening around you?” he asked carefully. Most supernatural beings had multiple features that separated them from humans, so he figured it was the best place to start.

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She sighed, knowing what he said was true, Jimmy had protection and he had so many followers ready to die for him "I know, but he has to die and at least I know my way around his place" she said shortly after, already irritated. The only good thing was, that she'd seen his place and moved around it, and therefore knew where his private chambers were. As Dean declared that he would help her if she was in need of help, she looked at him quite surprised "You would do that?" she asked softly, not knowing what to say or think. He didn't have a reason and they still didn't know each other very well, and here he was trying to save her yet again. She couldn't help but smile, it'd been so long since she felt this kind of kindness and had it not been for the fact she felt how real it was, she might have been suspicious of what his intentions were and what he wanted out of it.
"No, that I cannot be. I've never heard of humans with blue blood, and I'm guessing I don't exactly have the scent of one either?" she both asked and stated at the same time. This was very strange for her, giving not too long ago she didn't even know anything other than humans existed, and now she was not only introduced to the world of the supernatural, she was a being herself. His question whether or not she'd experienced anything strange, made her think for a moment "Well there was this...no that's just a coincidence" she said still thinking.

Alfa **Antal indlæg** : 605

He nodded slowly. It was clear to sense that this was important to her and he understood why. The man was a psychopath, having caused her nothing but harm. She looked surprised when he offered his help, making him wonder if he was one of the only people who'd ever done that. “Yes, in a heartbeat,” he assured her. She lived with him and his pack, so he felt the need to protect her just like he would his members. Besides, he knew that he could help her in several ways, even if that was just being a backup or a getaway driver. He narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering what she was thinking. He knew that he didn’t have any reason to help her and that he’d already done plenty by providing shelter, but he believed it was the right thing to do and that was as good of a reason as any. “No… you smell exotic, unlike anything I’ve encountered,” he answered. Usually scents reminded him of something, but hers didn’t, making it hard to describe. It seemed like she was about to tell him something, when she cut her own sentence off. “What?” he asked, wondering what the coincidence was. It could prove to be a clue, even if she thought of it as nothing.

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