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[nomcther]

ᴍɪᴄʜᴀᴇʟ:

Michael remembered very little of his life before. He knew his name, Michael Corvin, that he had a degree in medicine… and that he wasn’t human. He had woken in the middle of an abandoned warehouse, hanging by his feet and a nasty scar on his neck. He didn’t know what was going on until he was consumed by the hunger, killing the nearest animal and draining it of his blood. From there, his name came back to him, and he figured that he was a doctor when he was injured and easily patched up his own injury with knowledge of the medical terminology. 

He quickly got work at a hospital, hoping that some of his life would return to him, but he knew that it wasn’t the case. He tried to remember, but ended up just living his life day to day. He didn’t care much to know, at least at the time, and figured that if he was meant to remember, something would happen and he would be given a sign to remember. 

He noticed the young girl slipping through the hospital, and he couldn’t help but follow her. He quickly picked up on where she was going and realized that she must not be human either. He waited until she went into the storage room and then followed her, making sure the door closed behind him. “What are you doing here?”  

Eve had been too focused on her goal to notice anyone following her, far too used to being able to slip under the radar of adults to think to double check if she was being followed. Lycans hadn’t caught her in some time, it had made her become a little lax. Mother would have yelled at her, had she known.

The girl jumped in surprise and whirled around, eyes turning to hybrid black with the blue iris unique to only her for a moment before she quickly controlled herself. Hiding a body in a hospital would be...messy and difficult. She’d have to run again. She looked the man over, and decided to try to relax. He didn’t seem mean, even if the scar on his neck was scary.

“I’m only taking a few bags...just enough for a couple of days. I need to find my mother, can’t do that if I’m hungry. And I don’t want to attack humans. What are you doing following a little girl?”Eve might look and sound like a child, but all those years in antigen labs had prevented her from ever being one. And he had a coat on like the other doctors...and she didn’t like them very much.

“I don’t want to hurt you mister.”

[nomcther]

@halfvampirehalflycan

It was time for her to finally go home, back to her mother. Eve had heard the news, she knew the abomination known as Marius and his lycan horde had failed in their attack against the Eastern Coven. Rumours spread quickly, telling the girl that Marius was dead by Selene’s hand. Some say she ripped his spine out with her bare hands. That didn’t surprise the young woman, her mother was a deathdealer. She was violent in a fight, especially when a loved one was in danger.

Eve wanted to go home to her mother, but there was only one problem. She didn’t know where she was, nor where to start looking. While she’d heard about the battles of the eastern and nordic covens, she didn’t have a clue where they were located or how to get there. She needed an adult, to help her come out of hiding.

She regretted cutting herself off from her mother and from their friend David, she barely knew how to survive in the world by herself. She needed blood before she tried to go anywhere, so she had infiltrated a hospital. Eve made her way through the halls, carefully avoiding security cameras and trying to ignore the smell of blood from wounded patients. The girl slipped past a group of doctors and made off with their keycard as she went, she’d need it to break into the blood bank after all. Nobody had seen her, not that she knew of at least.

[nomcther]

ᴍɪᴄʜᴀᴇʟ:

“It wasn’t that I always wanted to be a doctor.. I just always knew I wanted to help people, and the best way I knew how to do that was to be a doctor.” 

“But isn’t it hard being a doctor Dad? How can you handle the blood? Is it something you can teach me? I...I want to help people too.”

[underworldsource]

[nomcther]

@halfvampirehalflycan

“Why did you become a doctor? Did you always want to be one or did something else make you become one?”

[nomcther]

ᴍɪᴄʜᴀᴇʟ:

“I’m coming Eve, I’m coming.” Michael laughed as he grabbed his wallet off the nightstand by his bed and slipped it into his pocket. He wanted his daughter to at least somewhat experience some normalcy in her life. He wanted to take her shopping for some school supplies. There were certain things that he knew she would need, such as notebooks and other similar items. He also wanted to get her some new clothes, something she picked out and not the coven. 

He knew that the crowds made her a bit anxious so he was going to do what he could to try and ensure that they avoided the areas with pretty large crowds. And on top of that, if he saw any sign of her getting into a panicked state, he would be on top of things to try and get her to calm her down. 

“You’re ready to go then, I assume.” 

ᴇᴠᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀʀᴅʟʏ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴇxᴄɪᴛᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ, ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇʜᴇɴꜱɪᴠᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴅᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴘᴏᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴀʟ ᴄʀᴏᴡᴅꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ꜱʜᴏᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴛʀɪᴘ.She’d get to go out and buy new school supplies like normal kids did, and maybe even some new clothes too! The young girl tried to contain herself and wait patiently for Michael to get his wallet and whatever else adults needed to bring with him, but she found herself soon fidgeting and pacing.

“I’m ready, I’m all dressed and everything.” She confirmed happily, reaching out for her father’s hand. So what if she was fourteen and held his hand? She’d been denied thirteen years of her father’s love and the entire coven knew how she adored her parents.

“Can we go now?”

[nomcther]

starter call!

[fuckyeahmissbeckinsale-deactiva]

[insp.]

[confessionsofaformerteenybopper]

[wcrstarter]

❝  ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ɢɪʀʟ–

you have ᴄᴀꜱᴛʟᴇꜱ inside your bones

coronets in your ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ 

if he threatens you with ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ

raise him a whole ᴡᴀʀ.

The last time I checked,

Qᴜᴇᴇɴꜱ cower before no man. ❞

ⁱⁿᵈᵉᵖᵉⁿᵈᵃⁿᵗ ˢᵒⁿʲᵃ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᴿⁱˢᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᴸʸᶜᵃⁿˢ. ᴾᵉⁿⁿᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᴷʰᵃᵗ.

[nomcther]

ᴇᴠᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀʀᴅʟʏ ʜᴏʟᴅ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ʜᴇʀ ᴇxᴄɪᴛᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙᴏᴜɴᴄᴇ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴛᴇᴘꜱ ᴀꜱ ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴠᴇɴ’ꜱ ꜰʀᴏɴᴛ ᴅᴏᴏʀ. Selene had told her Michael would be taking her to go shopping for the school supplies she’d need for the year--just like the kids that went to public school did! 

It wasn’t often that she left the coven, crowds could make her anxious by the dizzying amount of noise, scents, and sheer amount of people. She’d also never been inside a mall before, it excited the girl to see what one was like. Were they as glamorous and fun as the tv shows and books made them out to be?

“Papa, let’s go! I’m ready!”

@halfvampirehalflycan

[laceybaskerville]

_ and I don’t know how to hold you without staining you too.

[liskaarcadievna]

Credits to @ImAKillerQueen_ [Twitter] 

[nomcther]

ᴊᴀᴋᴇ:

“You… could say that, I tamed one of the biggest baddies in the sky,” he smirks; it had been for a very serious reason, but still, now that he thought about it, it had been a big risk too. It had to be done though and he hadn’t done it to have something to brag about.

“You’re very short,” he confirms, despite her excuse. To him she was. He hoped it’d be caught in good fun though, considering her giggling. She had seemed upset before, so he was glad things didn’t seem as dire for her right now.

“It’d be easier for us to find the others up in the air; we could use my ikran,” the avatar explains at her look. “Fallin’ won’t be an issue.” 

“ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀᴍᴇ? ᴀ ʟᴀʀɢᴇ ʙᴀɴꜱʜᴇᴇ?” The girl was curious, and unaware that a great leonoptryx or Toruk could be tamed and ridden. Eve had seen the great predator once or twice, and just assumed it was like the thanator. 

“I’m a kid and you’re a giant!” She pouts, though not seriously. She was still giggling, it was funny to her to argue with a avatar over who was tall or short. Eve had forgotten her earlier upset, more at ease now.

“Flying? Is...is it safe?” The girl chewed on her lower lip, looking at the sky anxiously. She was used to only being in helicopters for flying, she’d never ridden an animal for it before. “A-Alright then.”

[nomcther]

ᴊᴀᴋᴇ:

“Change never happens quickly, no. If it happens. You’ll just have to make a place for yourself here somehow? You do have a family and allies at least?” the witcher smiles bracingly. “It’ll be alright.” There wasn’t much else he could do for her, he couldn’t magically change the world into a better place. The little things he could manage though.

“Even the monsters will disappear eventually. I’m one of the youngest witchers that I know of. No one knows how to make witchers anymore…” he pauses at her request, chuckling slightly afterwards. “You don’t want to be a witcher, Eve, it’s not a glorious life. Besides, they never took in girls. Except one but she never went through the mutations. I suppose, if you learned to fight with swords and learned the ways… that’d be as close as you’d get. But you’d need your mothers permission first.” 

He doubted Eve was serious and that was why he was indulging her at all. Many children said things and then forgot them shortly again.

“ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴍʏ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ꜰᴇᴡ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ, ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴇʀ ᴊᴀᴋᴇ. “ The hybrid girl didn’t have much or know many in this world, but she was more or less content. Most days she desperately wished she could have met her father. “It takes time and I have plenty of that, to wait for things to get better.”

Eve canted her head to the side, amused. Her current life wasn’t terribly glamorous either. Her entire childhood she’d been experimented on until her mother learned of her existence and got her free. But her troubles hadn’t ended there, both the werewolves and vampires considered her to be an abomination, being a blend of the two warring species from their home world.

“It can’t be any worse than what I’ve already lived through, Mister Jake.” The naivety faded from Eve’s eyes as her mind wandered through the memories of what the scientists had done to her, and how she’d had to learn how to act as a child--the look of horror on Selene’s face when Eve broke a dish by accident and begged in hysterics not to be punished for the accident. “Mother will surely give her permission, I want to help others. I want to protect them from enduring unnecessary pain from the bad monsters.”

[nomcther]

ᴊᴀᴋᴇ:

“Boot lickin’?” Jake repeats, smirking, before he actually laughs at her expression. “I won’t tell,” he shakes his head afterwards. “It does sound very much like the human royal courts. All the intrigue and chaos… and betrayals, I’m sure. Sounds exhaustin’.”

“Part of the job. Sure. Bein’ a witcher isn’t all just slayin’ monsters and movin’ on. Monsters take other forms too.” He wasn’t sure how much in detail he wanted to go onto. It was… complicated. Neutrality was complicated.

The claws would come in use in Eve’s life, he was sure. Too many assholes out there, didn’t matter if she was a human or a hybrid. He couldn’t help but worry what kind of life she’d face growing up. Being a woman wasn’t easy either.

“I don’t know, Eve. Because we’re different from them? That and witchers are known for kidnappin’ children to turn them into witchers, but that was ages ago now. Be glad you’re soon thirteen, you’d be too old really,” he chuckles, hoping the idea of witchers kidnapping kids wouldn’t frighten her off. 

ᴇᴠᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ’ᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʙᴜᴛ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ʀᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴍɪꜱᴇꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇʟʟ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴇʟᴇɴᴇ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴏx ʜᴇʀ ᴇᴀʀꜱ ɪꜰ ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ᴄᴜꜱꜱɪɴɢ. To find out that human and vampire courts nearly were identical intrigued her, it made her wonder which had copied the other first. “I...I grew up isolated from everyone and I don’t really know much social aspects because of it. There’s all these rules in the court and they’re too exhausting and confusing for me to follow.”

“Humans have been worse monsters than some of the vampires or lycans I’ve met.” She remembered how it had been humans that had initially separated her parents. Part of her blamed them for the fact she’d never met her father (and perhaps never would). “I hope that most witchers are like you, Mister Jake. You’re nice.”

“People do fear what’s different...but it doesn’t make sense for them to shun you when you protect them from the bad monsters.” Eve was a little concerned that witchers had once kidnapped children, but she trusted that Jake wouldn’t spirit her away against her will. “I’m too old and I’m not human, I probably wouldn’t make for a traditional witcher.”

[nomcther]

ᴛʜᴏᴍᴀꜱ:

There was no place like home. 

Thomas remembered the life he had before the existence of vampires and Lycans was revealed. He and his parents didn’t have the best relationship ( or any relationship, really ) but at least he had his sister. He had food and water and a roof over his head, and he was in school. A good life, all things considered. Now, his happy home came with underlying danger, but he was used to it. He still wanted to find out whoever killed his sister, and being with this coven was the best way of figuring that out.

He’d retreated into his room as soon as they’d arrived. No doubt there’d be a party and any other mysterious ritual to welcome Eve home, and he didn’t feel like being the only human in the room. He had his pizza and his soda, and he was ready to play a few games before he went to sleep. He was tired from going out, and the last thing he wanted was to encounter other Lycans again. Music was coming from downstairs, and he snapped on his headphones to drown it all out. Someone could have knocked on the door and he wouldn’t have heard it.

It had been nice to be with someone close to his age, but ultimately, he didn’t see him and Eve going past the mutual acquaintances stage. He’d love to be friends, but he wasn’t expecting anything. Thomas never had a lot of friends even before the world changed, so he was used to it. But he refused to stop being optimistic and cheery…unless he was having a bad day, of course.

Nor did he expect Eve to accept his offer and join him for a few games. She was with her mother now, and they had a lot of catching up to do.

ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜʀᴇᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴇᴠᴇ’ꜱ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ, ᴀʟʟ ᴀᴛ ᴏɴᴄᴇ. She’d spent so much time on her own and on the wrong, the cacophny of noise and faces overwhelmed her and led her into excusing herself long before the soiree’s end.

It was good to be home, but she was tired. She’d wanted to have a conversation with her mother whom she’d missed dearly, not be thrown into the middle of a social event with all this attention on her. With her social skills stunted from her time in Antigen labs, she hadn’t known what to do beyond simply fleeing the room like she was being chased by a lycan.

Eve had intended to simply retreat to her room, but then she’d remembered she still had on Thomas’s jacket and she needed to return it. It took her only a little while to catch the boy’s scent and track it to his room. 

There, she timidly knocked on the door and waited.