Nothing But Trouble | Raylan & Belfronts (ft Hax)
Raylan had lost track of time centuries ago — but that was expected given how long he had been roaming the Earth. He could hardly remember what it was like being human (save a memory or two with his family, and Anya) despite the fact that he had been walking among them ever since he was turned. Humans were…complex, he would give them that much. But at the end of the day they were easy to read given how self absorbed most of them were. It made blending in with them all the more easier despite what he was…not just a viking or a vampire, but a Belfront.
Belfronts were, in a sense, what had kept the vampire driven and focused all these years. He had devoted much of his time, if not all, into finding them. Raylan knew he was being unfair — he had a wife and son who were still very much alive…at least they had been the last time he had checked in on them. Still, his relationship with Mira and Pietr had changed drastically after he’d turn the pair into monsters. Nothing put a strain on family like betrayal and immortality.
But it wasn’t enough — they weren’t enough, not when memories of Anya Mercereau still existed so clearly in his memory. She was the reason he was doing this. It was the least he could do considering her death had always weighed heavily on his conscience. Raylan had betrayed, tortured, killed and even worked with a coven of crazed witches to get here. He didn’t regret it, in fact he would do it all over if he had too…what he did regret was leaving Anya behind. But now that he had finally found her descendants…well, he was sort of hoping history wouldn’t have to repeat itself.
He could hear them yelling from down the street — no superhuman hearing required. The smell of dog did nothing to ease his mind as he made his way up the steps leading to Colton Belfronts house. Raylan could handle a couple of dogs if needed. Right now, there were more important matters at hand. Letting out a breath, the vampire knocked on the door and waited.
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"Caden that literally makes no goddamn sense," Rory cut the wolf off mid sentence, much to Coltons relief. "Seriously, we couldn’t have this conversation at Tobys place?" Colton asked, running a hand down his face and looking at the others in mild annoyance. This was supposed to be his night off. The boys were with Blair and the eldest Belfront wanted to do nothing more than head down to Twin Moon and get shitfaced with Braelyn — but as fate would have it, the eldest Belfront never even had the chance to leave his house.
He was used to Caden and Abel dropping in unannounced — the difference was that one was welcome while the other was Caden. And whenever Claire stopped by either Rory or Candy would follow (like hell Colt would allow Dean Wesley into his house); Toby, Jackson and Hax were attached at the goddamn hip so there was that. Honestly, Colton loved his family but why was it always his house they had to freeload at? He thought he had signed to birth certificates, not ten.
Thankfully a knock at the door stopped Colton from throwing something at one of them. “One of you get that,” the werewolf ordered before disappearing from the kitchen.
"Want to see me glamour the pizza man?" Jackson offered, looking at Claire and Hax while the others were in a heated debated over the possibility of mutant lizards in sewers. Naturally, Jackson was the first at the door and found himself staring at the man outside with a confused expression on his face. "Didn’t you just go upstairs?" he asked, pointing to the stairs before looking at Claire and Hax.
