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Lilian Graham. Twin. 18 years old. Runaway. Loup Garoup; Ulfhednar. "I'm not running away. I'm already gone."

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A scarlet hue colored Roselyn’s complexion as she scrunched her face together in disgust. She could tell what Lilian was thinking. How could she not? The two of them shared everything from genes to appearances, even now it finally dawned on her why she had been feeling so much pain in her chest earlier. Apparently they still shared a connection even when all Roselyn wanted to do was sever it. 

"You listen close," she lowered her voice to a rough growl, "You’re gonna be dead only on my terms. Nobody is fuckin’ allowed to place a goddamn hand on you other than me. That is the only reason why I’m doing this. And word of advice. I kill whoever I want. I don’t listen to you anymore.”

[liliangraham]

Lily closed her eyes at her sister's words. Lily had no doubt she'd be able to kill her, but when push came to shove, Lily liked to think that she wouldn't even though she kept saying she would, though she did have a fault of seeing too much good in others, Lily couldn't help but wish Rose hadn't turned against her completely, though Lily would attempt to stay away from her even after all of this. She'd been running from her family for so long, she couldn't help but keep on running even when one of them saved her life.

Lily let out a sigh, "I'm not telling you who-- then." She let her head fall to the side, not able to hold it up any longer.

She knew most people would tell her not to protect Mallory, seeing as she'd just shot her and promised to kill her. But Lily couldn't help but give the chance to live. She was angry, she'd lost people, as she'd told her, and she figured that her violence was because the Ulfhednar had helped in those losses, and it was why she was protecting her. Why she understood her anger, though did not feel the same.

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Roselyn felt the blood seep through the thin material of Lilian’s shirt and crawl over her hands. With painted hands, she had let out a sharp sound of anguish. “God, you are useless!” Her frustration channeled through to her anger. It was always easier that way for her. Easier to be angry and to be angry at Lilian. Even in a state like this, Roselyn couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of resentment for her “other half.” The injury was apparent and the explanation was lacking to say at the least. 

"I have to do everything myself, Jesus Christ," she muttered under her breath after completely giving up on trying to contain the damage from the gunshot. Lilian was immediately scooped up into Roselyn’s arms as Roselyn set out for the nearest hospital. 

"Don’t you dare think that I’m doin’ this for you. I hate you,” she spat out. “You’re gonna get your pretty little self fixed up and the first word that comes out of that mouth better be the name of the person who had the balls to do this to you.”

[liliangraham]

Lily let out a loud groan as her sister picked her up in her arms. Putting her hand on the wound since Rose couldn't anymore. Lily had to admit, being in someone's arms hurt more than lying on the floor to die, or almost die, but it was nice to see Roselyn not swear to kill and instead try to save her.

Lily let out a soft chuckle, followed by a groan. "Sure." She sarcastically murmured. This right here, this was proof to Lily that Rosie wasn't completely lost, even though she still didn't exactly fell the same way she had when they were kids. "Don't--" She started, then stopped a bit, wincing again. "kill her..."

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A sharp pain pierced Rose’s chest. Fuck. She doubled over and gasped as if somebody shoved a piercing hot oar through her body. A burning sensation circled various parts of her body. Out of sheer determination, she straightened herself back up, slowly and stiffly, but she managed to work through the pain. Something was wrong, she told herself. Without another moment of hesitation, her feet carried her out the door and down the lengths of the roadsides. Rose actually had no recollection of thinking of a destination but instinct was something she never shied away from. Her mind blurry and misty, but her intent was clear. A handful of flashes of landscape passed her by before she finally found herself at a door. The scent of blood prickled her nose. Not just any blood though.

Blood of her own kind. Blood that was identical to her own.

She kicked down the door in a mad flash of anxiety and glanced around. The absence of Lilian washed over her senses, driving her even closer towards the edge. The girl dashed around following the smell until she found the mirror image of herself laying on the ground. 

"What the fuck have you gotten yourself into now?!" she cried out, sinking to her knees, and pressed against the first wound she saw to contain the blood.

[liliangraham]

Lily woke up at the sound of the door being kicked in. She knew she was supposed to be dead. She wasn't sure whether she'd wished that more over than the insufferable pain that washed over her as her eyes traveled to her sister's.

"I got shot." She stated out the obvious before letting out a groan as her sister's hands pressed down on her wound. She wondered whether her pain was as apparent on the outside, as it was on the inside. Was her face bruised from being kicked in? She definitely felt the pain every time she moved her face. And the bullet wound, well, it probably looked even worse than what she felt.

Lily shifted her face back to look up at the wall, her eyes still blurring from the pain, her consciousness threatening to fade once more.

[mallory-roth]

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[mallory-roth]

Her patience was depleting. Her finger started to squeeze the trigger the minute she heard words flying out of Lily’s mouth. Then she stopped. Mallory’s eyes grew wild, rimmed in red and burning with relentless fury. Ulfhednar. The creatures that destroyed her brother. The creatures she despised more than Loup Garou. The creatures she swore she’d eliminate. And now wasn’t any different. They’d murdered her brother! Out of pure, seething rage, Mallory slammed Lily back again, hearing her skull whap against the wall. She let out a scream, blood-curdling and anguished, agonized with grief and hate. That was when she put the gun to Lily’s chest, right between her breasts, feeling her sternum beneath the gun. She didn’t think twice. Move, place, fire. The shot rang in her ears and she watched the creature writhe on the floor. She spat onto her face. “You’re lucky no one can die here, bitch,” she billowed. She swung her foot into her face, making killer contact. “That’s for my brother. Enjoy counting the number of days you have left before I kill you and your family.”

[liliangraham]

Lily could tell by the way Mallory was looking at her now that Mallory knew the name, and that this wasn't going to end well for her. She attempted to struggle out of her grip before she was slammed back into the wall again, pain seeping through her skull where her head hit the wall and let out a small yelp as the gun was shot, though she didn't feel the bullet at first, she started too after her legs gave out from under her, and she fell to the ground. Her hand was pressed on the wound, trying not to fall unconscious from the pain before she was kicked in the face, another yelp, this time louder, rung out. She rolled onto her stomach, flinching from the pain in her face, and her chest. She winced at the pain and her vision starter to blur, but she fought to stay awake.

FINI

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[mallory-roth]

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[mallory-roth]

Patience running thin, Mallory felt her brother course through her veins as she slammed Lilian into the wall, her arm across her collarbones and holding here there, the gun still positioned against her forehead. “You’re trying my patience, Fräulein,” she hissed, cocking the gun, finger sliding over the trigger. “Out with it. Now.”

[liliangraham]

Lily closed her eyes tightly as she was slammed into the wall behind her, feeling the woman's arm now holding her in place, and the cold metal of the gun pressed on her forehead. She knew she could shift, knowing she was stronger as a wolf, but Lily, being who she was, wasn't going to do that. Unlike Mallory, Lily didn't want to hurt this woman. Didn't want to hurt anyone. She opened her eyes as the woman spoke German, a language she'd learned while traveling with the pack, but her eyes widened as Mallory's finger slid to the trigger. "They're..." She starterd after a few seconds, but paused once more. "The Ulfhednar." She finally said, but hoped the woman wouldn't know the name. If she didn't know, she could lie. Or at least, attempt to. If she did... Lily hoped she didn't.

[vincerossi]

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[vincerossi]

Don’t worry, I don’t intend on dying on your account or anyone else’s at that.So where does that leave me after you’re done with Redwell? Are you just going to let me go? Or is there some shit I haven’t heard about yet to keep me around?

[liliangraham]

Good...

It's not-- I don't-- You should... talk to Freddie.

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[mallory-roth]

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[mallory-roth]

Her blood ran cold, teeth grinding as she took a step toward Lilian, gun poised between her eyes. She wasn’t leaving without an answer or a dead—whatever she was. She wasn’t taking chances anymore. Heinrich didn’t die for nothing. “I can smell a lie from a mile away,” she assured her, voice in a deep growl, not wanting to tap dance around the situation. “It’s answers or your life. You choose.”

[liliangraham]

Lily kept her eyes locked on the gun as the woman moved closer. Lily could feel the barrel of the gun now, the cold metal that could kill her in a manner of seconds if she didn't do as the woman said. "They're killers." She finally said, though she was a bit reluctant. What would the woman do afterwards? Probably kill her anyways. After all, she was related to them. "You--'ve probably heard of them... or-- not. I don't-- know."

[mallory-roth]

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[mallory-roth]

I don’t think you heard me correctly.

You’re going to tell me. Or I’ll splatter the back of your head on the wall.

[liliangraham]

Lily's eyes widened at the sight of the gun and took a step back as the woman pointed it at her forehead as she spoke her threat. She took a few moments, looking at the woman's eyes, wondering what possessed her to do such a thing, but after she'd explained what had happened to her, Lily could somewhat understand. "They're--" She started, then paused. Wondering whether lying was the better option, though she remembered what everyone told her: You're a bad liar, Lily. Though she didn't know how to start the truth, or what to say exactly. How does one start explaining that their family are bloodthirsty hunter killers? 

[mallory-roth]

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[mallory-roth]

Because then I get suspicious. When I get suspicious, that means something’s wrong.

Let me illustrate to you the past few months for me, Lilian. Several people very important to me were killed. When people I love are murdered, I get angry. When I get angry, I’m not a very nice person. When I’m not very nice, people get hurt. So you’re going to tell me what’s going on with this family of yours, Ms. Graham. And you’re going to tell me now.

[liliangraham]

W- I-- I'm-- I'm sorry...

I can't.

[mallory-roth]

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[mallory-roth]

Oh, you’re not, are you? They seem awfully concerned about you.

Y’know, Lilian. I usually don’t mind newcomers. I don’t mind them at all. But when there’s a whole lot of them. And they all come at the same time. And they start asking questions. I start to not like them. Do you know why that is, Lilian?

[liliangraham]

They're not.

I don't-- know...

[mallory-roth]

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[mallory-roth]

Family. Like, the ones who come here looking for you, asking anyone and everyone, “Where’s Lilian? Have you seen Lilian? Where’s my Lilian?”

[liliangraham]

O-oh... I'm not-- th-theirs...

Wh-what about them?

[mallory-roth]

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[mallory-roth]

'Course you have.

I wanted to ask you about your family.

[liliangraham]

M--My family? You m-mean-- Freddie and Abby?

[mallory-roth]

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[mallory-roth]

Uh… Fine. You look like shit; have you been sleeping at all?

[liliangraham]

N- S-sort of. I've had-- a lot on my mind.

Wh-what are you doing here?

[mallory-roth]

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Sorry. I know it’s late.

Can I come in?

[liliangraham]

A-- Is-- Is everything- okay?