To Old To Remember...

The Roman, The Crusader, The Gangster...one is father and the other two are his sons...but they all live under the same curse. Immortality would seem a good thing but the people who leave can never be replaced and the memories that once were there clear as day light, slip through the gaps of time. (I ask that you read the Read First and About pages!) M!A: Accepting

[ancientwolves]

Shattered Mirrors

[ancientwolves]

gentlejudgement:

Melinda was fully prepared to give Godwin a swift kick to the family jewels as he hadn’t let her go.   His strength was obvious here, not that she realized in that moment that he seemed distracted.   So he wasn’t going to kill her, okay that was good.   Considering how many times she had tried to get ahold of Aurelius, and still he hadn’t responded when she was in the correct time and place.  Now it seemed like things would never be right, she couldn’t tell what Oliviero and Godwin were talking about only more growling.   Mentally she went on the defensive.

Forty-One Seventy-Three?   What the hell?   That couldn’t be right, and her powers weren’t working at all!   She was glad when he released her hand and she was rubbing her forehead.   This wasn’t good–not good at all.  "I’m pretty sure I’m the last person your father wants to put up with.    He explained his feelings exactly what he thought of things like me.  "   The last bit of reply was spoken in disgust.   He hated witches and there was no reason for his opinion to change.   If after two thousand years, his opinion had to be cemented.  "The members of your pack I spoke to made that abundently clear.“

She took a breath, he had a point in that she was in a strange place and time.  "I will agree on a few conditions,” she told Godwin.   “First off, I’m no where near Aurelius.   Considering our last encounter, it didn’t go well and so I think it would be best for all that we didn’t see each other.”  Mentally she added, I don’t think my heart could take another heart break.    "I can get a change of clothes and a shower of some kind.   Because I’ve been here two days and I’m starting to smell.“    She missed her special soaps, shampoos.

Melinda wasn’t going to fight them.   If they said it was more dangerous in this time, she would believe them.   However she needed to look out for her own care.

“That’s not true!” Oliviero blurted out with desperation, his eyes pleading for her to reconsider. He had seen his father work tirelessly to mend the bridge between himself and that of the witches. The hours spent researching into their beliefs as well as the work they did. The years spent talking to witches around the world in hopes of finding a way to his mate. Oliviero had been there the whole time and it broke his heart to know that there were pack members who had pushed her away. Building an even greater gap between his father and the love he had needed. “He’s not like-”

A roar ripped from Godwin’s throat and sent Oliviero stumbling back on his heels. It was a bloodcurdling roar with so much anger and authority that it had the younger wolf shaking. The entirety of the inn had silenced to witness the current commotion, no one dared make a sound as they watched the werewolves that were present. This was the third time Godwin had had to silence his brother but as always he was not thinking this out. For fuck sake, Godwin knew how much his father had worked to better himself for his mate but right now was the wrong time to tell her. There was no sign that Melinda had even experienced the time that flew by so the wounds Aurelius had left, must still be there. Godwin recognized that so with an irritated huff he pointed to the door of the inn. “Get. Out. Now.” he ordered. “We will speak when I have finished speaking with her.”

Oliverio stood cemented in his spot on the floor, his eyes darting between his big brother and Melinda. He fought back the tears that rimmed his eyes before giving a bow and heading for the door. The sound of the door shutting was cue for everyone to return to their drinks and conversations. 

The enraged wolf took a deep breath to calm himself as his eyes met with Melinda again. “Your conditions are agreeable.” His voice sounded hoarse as he spoke. “I will see to your room here as well as one in the castle. I will personally make sure that you and my father do not interact. As for the shower and clothes, I will get you a few simple outfits and some scented oils. Mint or vanilla, yes?”

[ancientwolves]

Shattered Mirrors

[ancientwolves]

gentlejudgement:

Melinda hadn’t exactly been having an easy time of it.    She had been trying to exercise her powers, to really push them, and she jumped timelines.   She thought it would make it easier to help her family and inncoents but what happened afterwards wasn’t a good thing.   Apparently the Elders got the last laugh, when she tried to use her powers, she could rewind, fastforward, event stop time within the constraints she had but she couldn’t propel herself through time.   When or wherever she was, she was trapped.  It had left her frustrated as she managed to try to make her way to any identifiable marker.   Nothing looked like she had ever known, something had happened here and it wasn’t pretty.

Melinda had been playing with her locket, it was an antique locket, Aurelius had given it to her and she hadn’t been able to set it aside.   Even if he had broken his heart.   She had tried to contact him with no response at all.  It was like she didn’t exist at all and that hurt more than she thought it would.   She had spotted something like an inn and had wanted to find some kind of information that could help her.    She sat down in an out of the way spot when she had been approached, apparently they thought she was a pretty little thing that needed to be shown a good time, she had responded like she usually did with a head butt.   Then it escalated from there, they thought they had her trapped like a rat because she wouldn’t screw their friend.   Where did her clothes say Prostitute?

Of course help arrived after she had done most of the work!  When a hand touched her shoulder, it was more a gut reaction that she swung at him.    Her heart was beating rapidly and adrenaline pumping through her veins.   Of course he caught it right before it landed at his face.   “Godwin?” She asked breathing hard, she was sore, hungry, and frustrating  and her face was going to sport a lot of bruises after this.    There was already redness to her face, she had almost gone to the ground when that she had been struck.   Like she enjoyed that.  "Thank God, someone I know. “ She exclaimed.

"I thought I had ended up accidentally in some parallel universe because–well this is not the time or place I know,” She explained.   “Can I have my hand back?”

Melinda’s request for her hand back went unheard as his mind raced. This was all  too much. Over two thousand years and NOW, they find her. What kind of sick joke was the universe playing? Did it not realise how lost his father truly was? Did it honestly enjoy stripping Aurelius of his mate? 

Oliviero practically jumped for joy when she had spoken up. “HA! What did I tell you, Brother? I knew it!” He was mid victory laugh when Godwin growled at him, silencing him in a quick second and making him stand at attention. Godwin was never one to silence his brother but at this moment in time things were overwhelming his mind. He needed to think this out and Oliviero jumping to a happy ending was not helpful. 

“That is enough. Get these men out of here.” He ordered his brother to dispose of the men that lay on the floor as he pulled Melinda over to the table he had been sitting at prior to the fight. His thoughts finally formed as he let go of her arm, his eyes darting to the necklace that lay around her neck. The antique locket was unmistakable, his father had given it to her as a gift and well Godwin had been the one to confirm that Melinda would love it. There were no noticeable sign of aging on it and that only confirmed his thoughts. She had been sent to this time for some reason or another. 

“The year is forty one seventy three.” He stated slowly while taking his seat, his right hand rubbing his forehead as he let out a groan. “You have to come back with me. I-” his eyes darted to Oliviero who had returned to the table. “We can not leave you here. This is not an especially safe Territory.”

“Have you told her about father?” Oliviero asked impatiently.  

“QUIET!” Godwin snapped with a louder growl than he had intended, his features locked in a pointed look to his sibling. “I’m not there yet and can you honestly tell me that he will believe we found her? Or that she will even want to see him?” 

Oliviero opened his mouth and shut it after a few seconds. He knew Godwin had a point, their father was so lost in his own mind plus things had not been good between him and Melinda before she disappeared. “N-No.” 

“Exactly so please, Oliviero. I need you to stay silent.” His gaze softened as he spoke, his eyes returning to Melinda once he was calmer than he had been. “I know that this is...odd but as I said it is  forty one seventy three. It has been over two thousand years since we last saw you and we have been looking ever since. The world now is not as forgiving as it once was, it is more medieval more my kind of time. It is dangerous and we have more enemies now then we did back then. It is all for survival and men will do anything to survive. You look out of place and many would take advantage of that fact especially if they knew that we know you. That is why I am asking you to return with us. Not for our father but just for your own safety at this point.”

[ancientwolves]

Shattered Mirrors

The year is forty one seventy three and the world is far from what it used to be. A once thriving planet of new invention suddenly thrust into a dark medieval world that takes more than it gives. Everyone fights for survival but those who are smart lead their lives within a territory, protected by one king who has the final say. Aurelius was one of these kings even though many believed him to be simply mad. Yet he ruled as one of the most gentle and giving king's anyone had encountered. His rules were fair and he made sure everyone was provided for despite the rationing that was needed. Within his territory there was no tolerance for violence or crime, his sons Godwin and Oliviero enforced this. Though they themselves questioned their father’s sanity they still trusted his judgement, he would not lead them to any destructive ends. He was merely lost within his own jumbled mind. The loss of his mate was something that had taken its toll on the old Roman. She had merely vanished overnight and he had spent the next thousand years searching for her. It was only in the last five hundred years that he had simply let his mind go. The two sons witnessed the shift in their father, slowly watching him slip into himself. So in honor of him they kept looking for their father’s lost mate. Never truly knowing or believing if they would find her but something told them to keep looking. 

“Father, we are heading out. Do you require anything?” asked the eldest son Godwin, placing a gentle hand on his father’s right shoulder. 

“I require a cheeseburger that would be heavenly. Haven’t had one in years.”

A soft chuckle fell from the youngest son’s mouth. “I can’t deny that would be rather tasty. We will do our best.” Oliverio said with a slight bow towards his father. 

Smiles were shared between them all yet not before long the king was back to muttering his nonsensical ramblings, pacing the great hall with his head down and hands moving about as if he was speaking to another. The sons soon lost their smiles when they realised that he was back in his mind again. They left the hall and headed for the stables where they saddled up their respective horses for the long journey ahead. 

The road outside the territory was a dangerous one but not one they had not travelled before. They steadily made their way to their first usual stop which was that of a small town, whose inn always welcomed travellers. Being the regulars that they were, the two brothers sat in the inn’s pub, drinking down the pints that had been given to them. 

“Where should we check next?” Oliviero muttered into his pint glass before finishing it off. 

“I was thinking east over the grasslands, we should try and make it to the next Territory in two days.” 

“Works for me.” He groaned as he looked over his empty glass. “I need another, I’ll be back.” He ross from his seat and steadily made his way over to the bar where a fight had erupted. A female was throwing some pretty good punches at the three men surrounding her. Oliviero stopped when he thought he had recognized her. His eyes narrowed in and he stepped forward nearly getting himself hit by one of the crowd that had circled around the chaos. It took him a few seconds before his mind clicked into gear. He dropped his pint and scrambled back over to his brother, practically tearing him from his seat. “OLIVIER-”

“SHUT UP! YOU HAVE TO SEE THIS!” The youngest brother giddly shouted as he took Godwin over to the chaos of the fight that was happening. “Tell me what you see.”

“Oli-”

“No. Look.” Oliverio snapped. 

Godwin sighed and looked over to the punches being thrown between persons. Nothing spectacular caught his eye till he started to look the woman over with more detail. Her clothes were that of the two thousands era and her hair and scent seemed familiar to him. His mind raced as he stepped forward taking out the last of the assailants before placing a hand on the woman’s shoulder. It had been over a thousand years how could she even be here? He steadily turned her to face him and it took everything in him not to cry out in shock. “M-Melinda?”  

[ancientwolves]

Escape of A Different Kind

“I would highly recommend a cuddling session here at the hotel, Mr. Trengrove. Especially with your recent breakup. It would be good to have a comforting touch for a while.” 

The memory of the interview with the head of the Royal Courtesans Guild, ran on repeat in Oliviero’s mind. He had had to provide all his personal information along with his reasoning for applying. A rather extensive process in his mind but to keep client confidentiality as well as the safety of the courtesans themselves it was surely needed. His reasoning for applying was simple enough, his ex girlfriend had been rather awful to him. She was mean and hateful, hurting him in ways he never saw coming. He was left feeling as if he was nothing but a big waste of space and so to help him feel better his friend recommended a meeting with Mr. Royal. 

The owner was more than welcoming and he explained well enough what the Guild had to offer. Oliviero was never one for fooling around it always seemed to cause more trouble than anything plus he could never bring himself to just walk out on a women. Though plenty seemed perfectly fine with doing that to him. It was his unfortunate luck that he ended up with these women, not like he went out of his way, things just always seemed to fall into place like that. So instead of putting himself through more heartbreak he figured why not give this a try. It was nothing sexual and it would fill that need for contact that he so desperately craved. So without a second thought he signed the contract and his first appointment was set for that Friday. 

That was only two days ago and now the young wolf sat patiently on the edge of the neatly made bed. His hands fidgeting with the ends of his sleeves as he continued to let his mind wonder. He knew who he would be meeting or he knew their name, Diane. A rather beautiful name and he was drawn to the welcoming smile of her photograph. The standing clock over the fireplace chimed happily as it clicked over into the next hour. It pulled him from his thoughts and his eyes fixed on the door. She would be arriving any second and Oliviero could not help the nervousness that seemed to fill him. 

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[tomhiddlescum]

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[dailymarvelkings]

Michael Fassbender for The New York Times Style (2015)

[ancientwolves]

Once More

[ancientwolves]

thclast:

Sarah hadn’t woke up for the rest of t of the day and it was in the morning the following day her body decided it was finally time to get up.    She awoke exhausted.   There was the man she kept seeing his face everywheree and she didn’t know why.   She didn’t know why then she wanted to cuddle into his embrace and never stop.

However instinct told her what she needed to know and she wasn’t very good at listening to it lately if ever.   “W–Where am I?” She called out to the first figure her eyes saw regardless.   “Where are my folks?”

Aurelius rattled his brain all through the night wondering and praying that this was in someway his love returned to him. The gods were not ones to give him many happy things in his life so he begged for just this one time. He pleaded for it. As the hours flew by he fell asleep with his head laying next to hers. His protective hand still holding her’s. 

His eyes fluttered open when he heard her voice, his heart sinking in his chest because he knew the answer and it was going to hurt her. “You are at my home.” He spoke softly as he looked her over before giving a soft sigh. “I hate to inform you...” The alpha’s voice fell somberly. “They did not make it.” 

[ancientwolves]

An Arranged Marriage

[sorceressreborn]

Melinda tried to find a way to sit down without making a fool of herself.    She wasn’t doing to hot right now.   When he returned she took the offered glass of water and began to drink before starting.   “Well I’m a Doctor.   When my family was still alive I was a Family Physician with my own clinic.”    She didn’t know how these kind of things worked. now.   “Do Omegas get to keep their jobs?   Not a lot was explained to me.”   It was a more or less bite and run.

[ancientwolves]

“Well it is more of an integration into the pack. What you did for your work is now applied to the pack. You could help our healer Lyla or teach some basic medical knowledge to those who want to have a better understanding of those kinds of things.” He was always eager to help new pack members find their place in the pack. That had been his job for the last few hundred years so he was not worried for finding her something. “It may be hard to not treat as many people but our pack has it’s fair share of aliments.”

[zimriya]

I feel like most of my life choices can be summed up with this gif:

[ancientwolves]

Once More

[thclast-blog]

Sarah had been trying to get home that night, walking with her two older brothers and on the way to their home–all be it temporary one as it was a vacation, they had been at attacked by monsters.    Sarah may have gotten away.   However it didn’t work that way.

There was just pain, death, and blood and something in the dark, a promise.   Many promises that night.   Sarah would awake to the sounds  of a soft breeze and breathing.    She wasn’t even sure what caused her to wake.   Only she was staring as much as she could at that point at into a pair of blue eyes and weakly Sarah reached up cup his cheek with her palm.

However, her strength was low and her hand dropped and she fell from the world of consciousness.    She had said nothing.

[ancientwolves]

“...Chloe?” he asked softly as his right hand laced with her’s, taking a firm protective hold. 

Those were the same eyes...The same ones that stole his heart and made the world seem brighter than he had known it to be. Chloe had been his everything after she had helped free him from torture. They had found comfort and safety in one another. Yet fate was cruel and she was taken from him. Though here she was...or in someway she was. She looked similar to that of his Chloe but it had been so many years and his memory was poor. Maybe he was hallucinating, wanting things that aren’t really there.

But his heart ached for it to be true. That the woman who just touched his cheek so tenderly was in fact his love from long ago. In someway. they were supposed to find one another.

[ancientwolves]

An Arranged Marriage

[sorceressreborn]

Melinda was certain this was not the path her parents would have chosen for her if they were alive nor any of the rest of the family.    But things had gone to Hell and she found herself half turned into a Werewolf and an Omega.    She had an impossible choice and she had accepted what Aurelius had offered.   Godwin was–it was hard to explain it.   Her brain and heart were sending her conflicting signals so what she had decided to do after the wedding kiss and what a kiss it had been.    She had been  having difficulty thinking afterwards. 

Melinda would judge him by his deeds not anything else.   “I would like that,” she agreed.  ‘Water would be fine” she told him with a nod.   “So, what do you want to know?”

[ancientwolves]

He had felt something spark in his chest when he had kissed her on the lips for the wedding ceremony. That sort of thing had never happened to him before so he was wary of how much he wanted to taste her lips again. Yet he would carry on being his gentlemanly self. She deserved it. He was better than his father and wouldn’t try to shag her on the first night. “Very good, I will return.” He smiled softly before fetching them both a glass of water, he returned and sat down on the little couch that faced the fireplace. “Tell me about your work.”

[ancientwolves]

An Arranged Marriage

Godwin had been raised a gentleman and so even though he should be fulfilling his wedding night duties. He felt that they deserved time, they had only met earlier that day down the aisle. There was no telling what she was feeling but he knew he was nervous and wanted to do everything right by her. “Would you like a drink? I’d enjoy speaking with you some more if you are not worn for today’s festivities.” 

[ancientwolves]

Once More

Aurelius had been hunting down hell hounds for the last two years, slowly cutting down each member with time and cunning. This pack that he hunted, thought it funny to infect any human who crossed their path. These men knew full well what they were doing to the humans. Never giving a second thought about what would happen to them. Most perished after being bitten so Aurelius and his fighters did all they could to stop this pack of vial creatures. 

On one particular evening of hunting, Aurelius corned three of the last hell hounds, who were standing over another one of their victims. A gorgeous female who did not deserve this fate, she looked as if she had been clawed at and cut very deeply as well as knocked out. His blood boiled in his system at the sight of an innocent hurt. His teeth sharpened and his claws extended as a hateful snarl escaped his lips. He brought each of these demons down in a quick but brutal attack. There was no chance in hell or on earth that those hell hounds would have been able to take down an ancient alpha such as himself. 

He hastened to the lady’s side and gently lifted her up in to his arms. A faint heart beat could still be heard thumping in her chest. There was a chance that she may not have been injured to the degree that the other humans had been. “You’ll live, I promise.” He said in a hushed tone as he took her to his pack healer. The lady’s injuries were cared for upon arrival back at the estate. She was tucked into a warm bed and given her own room to recover and wake up. That is if she ever did. 

Aurelius knew it was a long shot for her to live but he wanted just one of the victims to live. He sat at her bedside and patiently waited for her to return to consciousness. 

[ancientwolves]

"Can I help?"

"I don’t know. Can you?" 

[theominousbird]

"Thank you."

[ancientwolves]

"You're welcome" he said as he handed the drink to her. 

[ancientwolves]

"Can I help?"

"I don’t know. Can you?" 

[theominousbird]

"Gin and tonic."

[ancientwolves]

"Coming right up." He smirked as he went about making her drink. 

[welurkintheshadows]

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[welurkintheshadows]

"I j-just… I just would," Fenton mumbled, picking at his shirt idly, looking everywhere but at the other male.

[ancientwolves]

He reached out a hand and gently grabbed Fenton by the chin, forcing him to look up at him. "When I ask a question I expect a truthful answer. Now, I will ask this one more time and if I do not get a proper response you will get a spanking. Why would you hurt me?"