Post by Adeon Klyph on Jan 30, 2011 11:06:43 GMT -5
A phone call funny how that's all it took for the boy to lose his composure and stalk out of the house. He'd been here for two years and they had barely contacted him, until now. A groan escaped his lips before hanging up on his parents. Why they chose today of all days to contact him he'd never know, but according to his Mother, They were worried about him. Kaj kup sranja The thought wasn't English but it wasn't the boy's native tongue either, these happened a lot his brain just wasn't trained to think in English unless he'd been speaking it recently. Adeon grabbed for a fairly tight black zip up off the back of the couch along with his ratty torn up backpack before walking out the door placing his headphones over his ears letting the music obliterate any noise from the world around him.
Where he was going was unclear to the boy, but his subconscious knew he was seeking out a body of water. It was something he'd always done when his parents had irked him to the point of needing a smoke. There was just something tranquil about bodies of water to him even if the waters were rough and a storm was coming the lad was able to find solace in them. The relationship with his parents has always been rough, them always controlling him making him go to schools he never truly fit into or wanted to be at. Molding him to become an elite as they referred to themselves Again what kai kup srania Just because he hailed from a wealthy family of a high status in their community didn't mean he was suppose to be an elite Scoffing at the world he kicked a rock sending it traveling a few feet before turning and heading into the woods despite the various 'bear' attacks that had happened in the area lately.
The boy ran his hands over the white shirt smoothing down any wrinkles that had occurred from lounging around on the couch, as well as pulling it a bit snugger from the bottom. This was the main reason his parents hated him, his appearance, according to them they'd raised a homosexual for a son, which couldn't be farther from the truth. Adeon had an unhealthy love of women and had had that love from a very young age, but because of the tighter clothing the ebony hair with a bleached white streak in it, having that 'scene kid' style to it and of course his lip piercings his parents assumed he was gay. What did they know? Like they were ever around to start with! Letting his anger rise the boy began to run through the woods until he broke through into a secluded area where he could see the lake, he'd been here a few times before. When the band had gotten to be more recognized and asked to play a show in Seattle at some club Adeon frequented this spot often, especially when they had to cancel because the drummer quit, but he'd been replaced for months now but they show never happened. Taking his usual place on downed tree by the edge of the water Adeon rolled his sleeve up brushing his fingers along every scar that was there sighing to himself. He counted seven before closing his eyes and letting the music take him back to thoughts of his homeland, where he actually had some friends besides his band mates and the gang.
Three play lists later Adeon was now laying lazily reveling in the light of the sun that was attempting to shine through the thick cloud coverage like some great feline without a care in the world. A small smile crept onto his lips as the music flowed through his ears, it was music his old bands had recorded and put down on a cd trying to promote themselves. Funny how his band name never changed despite moving from country to country or city to city within the countries. As the sound of his own screams and lighter lyrics teased his ears the boy got up and started his return home, er well to the place he was calling home in this petty town of Forks. His pace was slower though letting his own music carry him in a kind of trance. He was criticizing every note he hit or making note of how his voice had changed over the years before the song had changed the boy was singing along lightly now. It had switched to a cover he'd done recently with his new band, although he was sure they didn't know he recorded the last session. "So now you know exactly what it feels like to be an obstacle in my way. You won't remain. . .You won't remain." A smile danced across his lips as the song came out it was one of the few covers they did but it was one of Adeon's favorites from the band.
The boy wasn't really afraid of having been alone in the woods, though his appearances would never give it away Adeon was a natural born predator. Another thing about having been an Elite his parents had neglected to establish before hand was that predator blood ran though their veins. The boy had discovered this wonderfully distasteful talent back in London so it wasn't news to him. If the boys temper built enough he'd lose control and chance into a wolf, though he hated this due to always changing back meant being in the nude. Adeon had practiced though, learned to control this so the boy had become the perfect predator and could if need be have protected himself from any threat that may have presented itself to him in the woods. Hesitating for a second the boy lowered his headphones and sniffed the air, something was off, clearly he wasn't the only one in the woods in this area. Who or what else was with him he wasn't sure of though but felt he'd soon find out.
[/color] [/font]Where he was going was unclear to the boy, but his subconscious knew he was seeking out a body of water. It was something he'd always done when his parents had irked him to the point of needing a smoke. There was just something tranquil about bodies of water to him even if the waters were rough and a storm was coming the lad was able to find solace in them. The relationship with his parents has always been rough, them always controlling him making him go to schools he never truly fit into or wanted to be at. Molding him to become an elite as they referred to themselves Again what kai kup srania Just because he hailed from a wealthy family of a high status in their community didn't mean he was suppose to be an elite Scoffing at the world he kicked a rock sending it traveling a few feet before turning and heading into the woods despite the various 'bear' attacks that had happened in the area lately.
The boy ran his hands over the white shirt smoothing down any wrinkles that had occurred from lounging around on the couch, as well as pulling it a bit snugger from the bottom. This was the main reason his parents hated him, his appearance, according to them they'd raised a homosexual for a son, which couldn't be farther from the truth. Adeon had an unhealthy love of women and had had that love from a very young age, but because of the tighter clothing the ebony hair with a bleached white streak in it, having that 'scene kid' style to it and of course his lip piercings his parents assumed he was gay. What did they know? Like they were ever around to start with! Letting his anger rise the boy began to run through the woods until he broke through into a secluded area where he could see the lake, he'd been here a few times before. When the band had gotten to be more recognized and asked to play a show in Seattle at some club Adeon frequented this spot often, especially when they had to cancel because the drummer quit, but he'd been replaced for months now but they show never happened. Taking his usual place on downed tree by the edge of the water Adeon rolled his sleeve up brushing his fingers along every scar that was there sighing to himself. He counted seven before closing his eyes and letting the music take him back to thoughts of his homeland, where he actually had some friends besides his band mates and the gang.
Three play lists later Adeon was now laying lazily reveling in the light of the sun that was attempting to shine through the thick cloud coverage like some great feline without a care in the world. A small smile crept onto his lips as the music flowed through his ears, it was music his old bands had recorded and put down on a cd trying to promote themselves. Funny how his band name never changed despite moving from country to country or city to city within the countries. As the sound of his own screams and lighter lyrics teased his ears the boy got up and started his return home, er well to the place he was calling home in this petty town of Forks. His pace was slower though letting his own music carry him in a kind of trance. He was criticizing every note he hit or making note of how his voice had changed over the years before the song had changed the boy was singing along lightly now. It had switched to a cover he'd done recently with his new band, although he was sure they didn't know he recorded the last session. "So now you know exactly what it feels like to be an obstacle in my way. You won't remain. . .You won't remain." A smile danced across his lips as the song came out it was one of the few covers they did but it was one of Adeon's favorites from the band.
The boy wasn't really afraid of having been alone in the woods, though his appearances would never give it away Adeon was a natural born predator. Another thing about having been an Elite his parents had neglected to establish before hand was that predator blood ran though their veins. The boy had discovered this wonderfully distasteful talent back in London so it wasn't news to him. If the boys temper built enough he'd lose control and chance into a wolf, though he hated this due to always changing back meant being in the nude. Adeon had practiced though, learned to control this so the boy had become the perfect predator and could if need be have protected himself from any threat that may have presented itself to him in the woods. Hesitating for a second the boy lowered his headphones and sniffed the air, something was off, clearly he wasn't the only one in the woods in this area. Who or what else was with him he wasn't sure of though but felt he'd soon find out.
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