Post by hazelstrike on Mar 12, 2009 13:25:58 GMT -6
OMG. This is a lottttt. Plz tell me what you guys think. And yes,Skypaw, Arabelle in the story is based off of you in rl. ENJOY
The girls tail swished around her as she spins on the dance floor, her small form gracefully dancing. The music boomed through the speakers, and her short cut black hair frames her small face. Her eyes are closed, letting her body move naturally to the music. Suddenly, she is joined by a tall ,slender figure dancing very close to her. She stops dancing, taking in the figure dancing by her side. Her large purple eyes are striking, framed by long lashes. Her long legs are shown off by a mini skirt, and her top is black with a deep purple trim.
Her partner is a good looking male, about her age, maybe two or three years older. He is wearing a long sleeved black shirt, and black pants and shoes. His face is nearly as beautiful as her own. His hair is black and messy, and his eyes are a deep, pure gold. She smiles. He smiles.
“Whats your name?” Her voice is pure, a delicate bell.
“Joseph Hawk. What is yours?” His voice is strong, yet beautiful. The others around them
stair at the two beautiful people in front of them.
She blinks at him before answering him. “Iris Hunter.”
He tilts his head to the side, all the while dancing with her, close.
“A Hunter?”
“Yes. All though, I was expelled from there ranks. I just keep the name. I forgot my real one.” She swirls in effortless beautify around her new acquaintance.
The music changes. 'Human,' by The Killers, is suddenly on, turning the mood from wild to slow. Joseph takes Iris's hand and leads her in a graceful dance.
“Are you one of the outsiders?” she whispers in his ear, her soft lips just brushing the shell of his ear.
“Yes.” Is his answer.
She smiles at him, her eyes full of trust.
“And you trust me not to kill you a this moment and take your body back to the Kings?” She questions him.
“Of course I don't. But there something about you that draws me to you. I trust you wont kill me tonight?”
“Of course not. Haven't I all ready told you I'm not in there ranks any more?” She looks at him, her large eyes staring into his. “ And I want to get to know you better. Would you like to join me in hunting?” She starts to head to the door her fingers interlaced in his.
They get into his car, a black convertible . They speed down the highway.
“Where did you wish to go hunting?” He asks lazily.
“Any where.”
He smirks. “Then I'll show you a good spot”. Joseph floors it, and they speed down the highway.
They get out of the car when Joseph pulls up to a dark ally. Iris gets out when he dose, and he walks over to her and holds her hand.
“ You have ears and wings, right?” Joesph asks.
“Duh!” She says, snapping out her deep violet wings, which have small white feathers near the top, gets purple, and then ends in black. Iris also takes off the small black hat on her head, and two cat ears pop out to match her tail.
Joseph smiles and wiggles his ears at her, which are a light black, almost gray but not quite.
His wings are gold to match his eyes, with black spots that almost look like freckles .
“Do you hunt humans?” Iris asks.
“Only if I'm desperate, and I've never killed one.” Joseph answers her.
“Good,” Iris says, smiling “So what are we going to hunt?”
“Most likely deer or a mouton lion or wolf. ” Joseph answers her.
“Ready?” He asks, spreading his wings, ready for flight.
“Yups.” Iris says with a smile.
They take a running leap together and flap there strong wings, getting air-born. They rise above the dark forest, taking in the full moon.
“Do you think any werewolf will be out tonight?” Iris asks Joseph, drawing a bit closer to him.
“I hope not, Sweetie. But most likely. We can go some where else if you want...”
“Oh, no! It's ok . I have a silver knife if push comes to shove. “
“When did you get it?”
“When I was with the Hunters.” She says, glancing down at her left boot.
“Good. I do to.” Joseph says, grinning at the small teen in front of him. She smiles back at him.
They head to the heart of the woods, Joseph in the lead. They exchange information, learning about each other.
They come back to earth when Joseph spots a clearing.
“Land in that tree Sweetie.” He says to Iris, using his new nick name for her. She blushes and complies, easy keeping her balance with her tail as Joesph joins her.
“Stay quiet Sweetie. I smell wolf.” Joseph whispers to her.
Iris takes a deep breath and wrinkles her nose as the sent hits her. She bends down and draws her knife from her boot, also taking a small hand gun from the small black backpack that fits nicely in between her shoulder blades. She loads it with silver bullets and hands it to Joseph, who accepts with out arguing. Suddenly the tree there standing in is shook to its core, and Iris falls out, and onto the hairy back of a huge werewolf.
She heres a gun shot and the wolf collapses underneath her with a wimpier. Joseph scoops her into his arms in a second, and is flying in the air with her safely tucked agents his chest the next.
“Are you ok?” Joseph asks with worry, looking in to Iris's wider than normal eyes.
“Sweetie?”
“I'm ok.” She says, hugging Joseph around the neck .
“I cant believe that happened,” Iris says, her voice muffled “Thank you. You saved my life.”
He hugs her before letting go, blushing. She flies a few feet away, babbling about how she couldn't get her breath back, and couldn't move her arm because it had been pined down. Joseph allows his thoughts to wander.
Why did I just hug her? And why do I call her Sweetie? Am I in love with her!?
“We need to go back down and burn the body. Hello? Joe? ” Joseph glances up at Iris when she waves her hand in front of his face. He nods.
“Stay close to me Sweetie. Got it? “ Iris nods, handing him the rest of the silver bullets and some lighter fluid, along with a small silver lighter. They swoop down, landing in the same tree as
before. They watch quietly as a small white wolf sniffs the dead ones flank. In the next moment, it howls, the high sound piercing Iris and Joesph's delicate ears. Iris clasps her hands over her cat ears with her hands, while Joe grits his teeth. He quietly raises the small gun, aiming at the wolf's head, which is raised to the moon. Suddenly the white wolf starts to transform. Iris and Joe turn there heads during the transformation of the white wolf to a human. They had never seen a transformation before, and it was said that seeing one made you go mad.
The white wolf quickly pulled on shorts and a oversize t-shirt. She wiped a cell phone out of the same brown knap sack that she had around her neck. She whipped it open and hit speed dial, tears running out of her eyes.
“Sunny!? Sunny? Ride is dead!!” the white wolf beaks down to sobs.
“Don't you tell me to 'Cool it!' Your mate isn't lying dead at your feet! O' my God!” the white wolf sinks down to her knees and holds the dead wolfs black head in her lap, her tears falling in its fur.
Iris jumps down from the tree, landing behind of the white wolf. She grabs the wolf from behind, holding the silver knife to the wolfs throat. The white wolf yelps in surprise and drops the phone, which Joesph steps on, snapping in half.
“Whats your name?” Iris asks the white wolf.
“Cissy. Did you kill my Ride!?” Cissy asks in desperation.
“Yes, Cissy, I did. He was attacking my mate.” Joseph says. The word mate flies out of his mouth before he can think, and he glances at Iris , who has a cold look on her face. It softens when she looks at him, and Joesph knows that the cold look is for Cissy.
“And Cissy...guess what?”
“W-what?” Cissy says quietly. Joesph all most feels sorry for her. All most.
“My mate is going to kill you just like Ride over there. But before that, I need to know who Sunny is.” Iris says smoothly. She glances at Joesph from the corner of her eyes, a light blush spreading
across her small face.
Cissy trembles slightly, and suddenly, Iris is thrown back, her head hitting a rock and gray spots appearing in her vision. “Iris!!!” She can here Joesph calling her name, and gun shots, and suddenly she feels teeth rip her skin, her veins and mucilage in her arms. She can hear an ear splitting scream and she knows its her. Cissy's muzzle is stained with her blood. Suddenly the ripping stops. With the one sound of a gun shot. Joesph gathers her in his arms and takes off in the air once again, with her in his arms.
Cissy must have transformed.....I was so close to her, of coarse I was thrown back. She went for me....a mate for a mate.
Is she dead?
Am I dead?
She is suddenly set down in Joesph's car, his face white and taunt. He gets in the drives seat and floors it.
“Where are we going?” Iris slurs .
“My place. My room mate is a Healer. Oh, Sweetie, I'm so sorry. Stay with me,ok?”
OK, Joe. I'll stay....
“Sweetie?”
I'm here Joe....
“Sweetie!!!?”
So tired....
Iris wakes up in a soft bed, a fuzzy shape hovering over her....a face? Yes, a face.... golden eyes... Joe?
“Sweetie?” Joe asks worriedly.
Iris tries to answer, but her voice doesn't work. She sits up, her arm warped in bandages but otherwise fine. Then she sees another male figure in the room. Joe's room mate? The man looks a their , and she gasps. He's a rare breed of hybrid. A shape shifter. Iris's eyes widen in amazement. The man smiles, his face boyishly handsome. His eyes are constantly changing color, a sure sign of a shape shifter. His hair is a dirty blond, and stylishly messy. He flashes her a smile, his teeth white and straight.
“Hello, Iris-Chan. I'm Haze. You can call me Haze-Sama, if you wish. And yes, I am from Japan.”
Suddenly, two strong arms clasp around her body, and Joseph embraces her hard.
“I thought I lost you Sweetie. And... I think I'm in love with you, and that your my Soul mate!”
Iris is hit with the truth of Joseph's words. They just sounded right. Joseph gently lowers his lips to hers, and Iris kisses back. The kiss is sweet and tender, a promise that they were, and they should be together, because it was fate's will. Iris pulls back, and Haze cuts away the bandages on Iris arm while Joseph looks into her eyes.
“I need to call my cousin, Arabelle.” Iris says to Joseph, looking him in the eyes.
“Here Sweetie,” Joseph says, handing Iris his cell phone “Call who ever.”
Iris dials her cousins number, and Arabelle picks up on the second ring, sounding calm and playful at the same time. How in the hell dose she do that?
“Hey Bell. Whats up? “
Silence meets Iris greeting, and Iris makes a face at the phone in her hand, and she says the password,
'' Like a parachute,
Your mind works best when open,
Likewise,
Your heart works best when not broken.''
“Hi Iris! How are you? Better yet, where are you?”
“I'm with my boyfriend, and I need a place to crash. Your in America, right? “
“Duh! You can stay with me. I'm in New York, New York. Are you near here? “
“ Bells, I'm in New York. Give me the address.”
Arabele gives Iris the address, who writes it on a piece of paper.
“Thanks Bell. I owe you one.” Iris flicks the phone closed, and hands it to Joesph, who's not looking pleased. Haze is sitting on the floor cross legged, painting something.
“You could have asked me, and you could have stayed here,Sweetie.” Joseph says, looking annoyed and worried.
“Joe, Arabelle lives next door to you.”
The girls tail swished around her as she spins on the dance floor, her small form gracefully dancing. The music boomed through the speakers, and her short cut black hair frames her small face. Her eyes are closed, letting her body move naturally to the music. Suddenly, she is joined by a tall ,slender figure dancing very close to her. She stops dancing, taking in the figure dancing by her side. Her large purple eyes are striking, framed by long lashes. Her long legs are shown off by a mini skirt, and her top is black with a deep purple trim.
Her partner is a good looking male, about her age, maybe two or three years older. He is wearing a long sleeved black shirt, and black pants and shoes. His face is nearly as beautiful as her own. His hair is black and messy, and his eyes are a deep, pure gold. She smiles. He smiles.
“Whats your name?” Her voice is pure, a delicate bell.
“Joseph Hawk. What is yours?” His voice is strong, yet beautiful. The others around them
stair at the two beautiful people in front of them.
She blinks at him before answering him. “Iris Hunter.”
He tilts his head to the side, all the while dancing with her, close.
“A Hunter?”
“Yes. All though, I was expelled from there ranks. I just keep the name. I forgot my real one.” She swirls in effortless beautify around her new acquaintance.
The music changes. 'Human,' by The Killers, is suddenly on, turning the mood from wild to slow. Joseph takes Iris's hand and leads her in a graceful dance.
“Are you one of the outsiders?” she whispers in his ear, her soft lips just brushing the shell of his ear.
“Yes.” Is his answer.
She smiles at him, her eyes full of trust.
“And you trust me not to kill you a this moment and take your body back to the Kings?” She questions him.
“Of course I don't. But there something about you that draws me to you. I trust you wont kill me tonight?”
“Of course not. Haven't I all ready told you I'm not in there ranks any more?” She looks at him, her large eyes staring into his. “ And I want to get to know you better. Would you like to join me in hunting?” She starts to head to the door her fingers interlaced in his.
They get into his car, a black convertible . They speed down the highway.
“Where did you wish to go hunting?” He asks lazily.
“Any where.”
He smirks. “Then I'll show you a good spot”. Joseph floors it, and they speed down the highway.
They get out of the car when Joseph pulls up to a dark ally. Iris gets out when he dose, and he walks over to her and holds her hand.
“ You have ears and wings, right?” Joesph asks.
“Duh!” She says, snapping out her deep violet wings, which have small white feathers near the top, gets purple, and then ends in black. Iris also takes off the small black hat on her head, and two cat ears pop out to match her tail.
Joseph smiles and wiggles his ears at her, which are a light black, almost gray but not quite.
His wings are gold to match his eyes, with black spots that almost look like freckles .
“Do you hunt humans?” Iris asks.
“Only if I'm desperate, and I've never killed one.” Joseph answers her.
“Good,” Iris says, smiling “So what are we going to hunt?”
“Most likely deer or a mouton lion or wolf. ” Joseph answers her.
“Ready?” He asks, spreading his wings, ready for flight.
“Yups.” Iris says with a smile.
They take a running leap together and flap there strong wings, getting air-born. They rise above the dark forest, taking in the full moon.
“Do you think any werewolf will be out tonight?” Iris asks Joseph, drawing a bit closer to him.
“I hope not, Sweetie. But most likely. We can go some where else if you want...”
“Oh, no! It's ok . I have a silver knife if push comes to shove. “
“When did you get it?”
“When I was with the Hunters.” She says, glancing down at her left boot.
“Good. I do to.” Joseph says, grinning at the small teen in front of him. She smiles back at him.
They head to the heart of the woods, Joseph in the lead. They exchange information, learning about each other.
They come back to earth when Joseph spots a clearing.
“Land in that tree Sweetie.” He says to Iris, using his new nick name for her. She blushes and complies, easy keeping her balance with her tail as Joesph joins her.
“Stay quiet Sweetie. I smell wolf.” Joseph whispers to her.
Iris takes a deep breath and wrinkles her nose as the sent hits her. She bends down and draws her knife from her boot, also taking a small hand gun from the small black backpack that fits nicely in between her shoulder blades. She loads it with silver bullets and hands it to Joseph, who accepts with out arguing. Suddenly the tree there standing in is shook to its core, and Iris falls out, and onto the hairy back of a huge werewolf.
She heres a gun shot and the wolf collapses underneath her with a wimpier. Joseph scoops her into his arms in a second, and is flying in the air with her safely tucked agents his chest the next.
“Are you ok?” Joseph asks with worry, looking in to Iris's wider than normal eyes.
“Sweetie?”
“I'm ok.” She says, hugging Joseph around the neck .
“I cant believe that happened,” Iris says, her voice muffled “Thank you. You saved my life.”
He hugs her before letting go, blushing. She flies a few feet away, babbling about how she couldn't get her breath back, and couldn't move her arm because it had been pined down. Joseph allows his thoughts to wander.
Why did I just hug her? And why do I call her Sweetie? Am I in love with her!?
“We need to go back down and burn the body. Hello? Joe? ” Joseph glances up at Iris when she waves her hand in front of his face. He nods.
“Stay close to me Sweetie. Got it? “ Iris nods, handing him the rest of the silver bullets and some lighter fluid, along with a small silver lighter. They swoop down, landing in the same tree as
before. They watch quietly as a small white wolf sniffs the dead ones flank. In the next moment, it howls, the high sound piercing Iris and Joesph's delicate ears. Iris clasps her hands over her cat ears with her hands, while Joe grits his teeth. He quietly raises the small gun, aiming at the wolf's head, which is raised to the moon. Suddenly the white wolf starts to transform. Iris and Joe turn there heads during the transformation of the white wolf to a human. They had never seen a transformation before, and it was said that seeing one made you go mad.
The white wolf quickly pulled on shorts and a oversize t-shirt. She wiped a cell phone out of the same brown knap sack that she had around her neck. She whipped it open and hit speed dial, tears running out of her eyes.
“Sunny!? Sunny? Ride is dead!!” the white wolf beaks down to sobs.
“Don't you tell me to 'Cool it!' Your mate isn't lying dead at your feet! O' my God!” the white wolf sinks down to her knees and holds the dead wolfs black head in her lap, her tears falling in its fur.
Iris jumps down from the tree, landing behind of the white wolf. She grabs the wolf from behind, holding the silver knife to the wolfs throat. The white wolf yelps in surprise and drops the phone, which Joesph steps on, snapping in half.
“Whats your name?” Iris asks the white wolf.
“Cissy. Did you kill my Ride!?” Cissy asks in desperation.
“Yes, Cissy, I did. He was attacking my mate.” Joseph says. The word mate flies out of his mouth before he can think, and he glances at Iris , who has a cold look on her face. It softens when she looks at him, and Joesph knows that the cold look is for Cissy.
“And Cissy...guess what?”
“W-what?” Cissy says quietly. Joesph all most feels sorry for her. All most.
“My mate is going to kill you just like Ride over there. But before that, I need to know who Sunny is.” Iris says smoothly. She glances at Joesph from the corner of her eyes, a light blush spreading
across her small face.
Cissy trembles slightly, and suddenly, Iris is thrown back, her head hitting a rock and gray spots appearing in her vision. “Iris!!!” She can here Joesph calling her name, and gun shots, and suddenly she feels teeth rip her skin, her veins and mucilage in her arms. She can hear an ear splitting scream and she knows its her. Cissy's muzzle is stained with her blood. Suddenly the ripping stops. With the one sound of a gun shot. Joesph gathers her in his arms and takes off in the air once again, with her in his arms.
Cissy must have transformed.....I was so close to her, of coarse I was thrown back. She went for me....a mate for a mate.
Is she dead?
Am I dead?
She is suddenly set down in Joesph's car, his face white and taunt. He gets in the drives seat and floors it.
“Where are we going?” Iris slurs .
“My place. My room mate is a Healer. Oh, Sweetie, I'm so sorry. Stay with me,ok?”
OK, Joe. I'll stay....
“Sweetie?”
I'm here Joe....
“Sweetie!!!?”
So tired....
Iris wakes up in a soft bed, a fuzzy shape hovering over her....a face? Yes, a face.... golden eyes... Joe?
“Sweetie?” Joe asks worriedly.
Iris tries to answer, but her voice doesn't work. She sits up, her arm warped in bandages but otherwise fine. Then she sees another male figure in the room. Joe's room mate? The man looks a their , and she gasps. He's a rare breed of hybrid. A shape shifter. Iris's eyes widen in amazement. The man smiles, his face boyishly handsome. His eyes are constantly changing color, a sure sign of a shape shifter. His hair is a dirty blond, and stylishly messy. He flashes her a smile, his teeth white and straight.
“Hello, Iris-Chan. I'm Haze. You can call me Haze-Sama, if you wish. And yes, I am from Japan.”
Suddenly, two strong arms clasp around her body, and Joseph embraces her hard.
“I thought I lost you Sweetie. And... I think I'm in love with you, and that your my Soul mate!”
Iris is hit with the truth of Joseph's words. They just sounded right. Joseph gently lowers his lips to hers, and Iris kisses back. The kiss is sweet and tender, a promise that they were, and they should be together, because it was fate's will. Iris pulls back, and Haze cuts away the bandages on Iris arm while Joseph looks into her eyes.
“I need to call my cousin, Arabelle.” Iris says to Joseph, looking him in the eyes.
“Here Sweetie,” Joseph says, handing Iris his cell phone “Call who ever.”
Iris dials her cousins number, and Arabelle picks up on the second ring, sounding calm and playful at the same time. How in the hell dose she do that?
“Hey Bell. Whats up? “
Silence meets Iris greeting, and Iris makes a face at the phone in her hand, and she says the password,
'' Like a parachute,
Your mind works best when open,
Likewise,
Your heart works best when not broken.''
“Hi Iris! How are you? Better yet, where are you?”
“I'm with my boyfriend, and I need a place to crash. Your in America, right? “
“Duh! You can stay with me. I'm in New York, New York. Are you near here? “
“ Bells, I'm in New York. Give me the address.”
Arabele gives Iris the address, who writes it on a piece of paper.
“Thanks Bell. I owe you one.” Iris flicks the phone closed, and hands it to Joesph, who's not looking pleased. Haze is sitting on the floor cross legged, painting something.
“You could have asked me, and you could have stayed here,Sweetie.” Joseph says, looking annoyed and worried.
“Joe, Arabelle lives next door to you.”
