#camdenanomaly

[ferreralpha-blog]

Combatives | Cam & Tony

After texting Camden to meet him at the preserve, Anthony stuffed his phone in his pocket and groggily got out of bed. After his fight with Scott, he hobbled back to his apartment and locked himself in there. The alpha didn’t find it necessary for his pack to find him in a weak condition and change their perception of him. He was powerful with a gentle hand to those who followed him but seen as a monstrous creature to those who opposed him. That sounded about right to him. 

The alpha slipped on combat boots and chained his cleaned dog tags around his neck. Anthony headed for the Beacon Hills Preserve, a bit cautious in case he saw the other alpha once again. The last time he and Camden did combatives was before they were stationed at Afghanistan so this should be intriguing since things have changed. Anthony was stronger and Lahey was a werewolf. That and, well, Lahey grew older than him physically.  

He stopped in the middle of a clearing and grinned when he sensed his beta’s presence. “Ready to get your ass kicked, maggot?” He said with a smirk, turning to face Camden.

[kissesfromhale-blog]

The Scent of Blood || Camden&Raph&Derek&Laura

Laura felt a numbing calm hit her once the door shut behind them, hearing Talia butt the door a couple of times before she wandered off to her next victim. She was losing too much blood. Laura pressed her hand against her side, letting out a small, pained cry. Her hand shook like a leaf, barely able to keep tightly pressed against the wound. “Derek, the blood,” She choked out, hoping he understood what she meant. Her vision was just a blur of pain and Derek’s chest, where she’d pressed her face up against him to try to hide the tears from him.

[raphmackenzie]

Bleeding Out - Camden/Raph

It felt like she’d been laying there for hours, eyes trained on her arm. She thought maybe the bleeding had slowed but it was hard to tell. Raph felt sluggish, at least until she shifted slightly and pain rushed through her, feeling mostly like it came from the central point of her arm. Part of her wanted to call out but she was afraid of drawing Kate back and she was a little too afraid to let go of the wounds to reach for her phone and message someone... though she wanted to. There were people she wanted to talk to... if she was going to die. Thinking she heard footsteps, she slowly turned her head to the door.

[bh-anomalyradio-blog]

Jared Lutes - I am overcome. For Laura and Camden. Hold you here inside my heart In walls of steel and stone I, and I alone must bear The relics of your love In the shadow of the mountain A lonely hero stands Memories flood the land And the earth is swept away I am stumbling; I am falling; I am overcome

... I wish you guys the best of luck. I think Beacon Hills and what- who we are makes everything difficult sometimes.

Send in your requests here!

[kissesfromhale-blog]

Post-Kanima Recovery || Camden&Laura

Laura still hadn’t left his side. He’d woken up. He’d come back. She still couldn’t believe it. Laura had barely left his side long enough to use the washroom, shower, or eat. Fear that he would be gone when she returned ate away at her, despite his insistence. It had been a relief that he hadn’t forced her away, though. She didn’t know if she could have taken it had he made her leave. That motel room didn’t feel like home. She was worried she’d run into Peter at the loft. She was still avoiding that.

When Cam had fallen asleep, Laura hadn’t. She’d sat up with her back against the headboard and watched him for a while, before curling up under the covers and pressing her cheek against his chest. Her arm wrapped tightly around his waist and she listened to the heartbeat in his chest, letting it lull her to sleep eventually. Even in her sleep, she still clung to him. She hadn’t realized how badly she’d needed him until she thought she’d lost him.

[kissesfromhale-blog]

We’ll Make You Okay || Laura&Isaac&Camden&Derek

Laura dropped her cell phone into the front seat of her shitty beater, glancing around at the street before pulling the heavy chains from her trunk. She heaved them into the door, shutting it behind her. Isaac and Derek were bringing Cam, but she’d chosen to go ahead and set up. Honestly, she’d just not wanted to lead Camden into this. It felt so wrong. She knew that some of them were probably going to get hurt, and that Cam might be one of those to get hurt. Blocking that out, Laura secured the chains to the rings they’d found bolted into the floor. They would be here soon and she’d have to block out the worries and focus on helping.

Would this even work? Would the kanima let go? Or would she have to uphold her end of the bargain and end Camden’s life afterwards? The thought haunted her, as it had since he’d asked her. She knew what it was like to be killed by someone you loved. The last thing Laura wanted was for her face to be the last thing he saw before he died. For her to kill him. She dropped the chains on the floor with a loud metallic racket. Her feet carried her backwards several feet, where she let herself drop to the floor and cross her legs. The feeling of disgust and dread began to well up in the pit of her stomach.

Her hands covered her mouth, and she stared at the glinting chains in front of her. A long sigh escaped her, and she shut her eyes tightly for a long moment. Three heartbeats came into focus soon, and the sound of an engine being cut. A tremor ran through her and she opened her eyes, pushing herself to her feet. She steeled herself. They had to do this. Laura had to keep Isaac safe. She had to make sure Cam didn’t hurt himself or anyone else.

By the end of the night, the kanima would be gone. Or they would.

[purgatoryhxle]

[ stalking fest ] | cam & laura.

Camden Lahey. When she heard his name she remembered the surname from when she was a teenager- but she'd never met one of the kids. Just their darling creep of a father. 

As soon as their conversation ended, on the other hand, the idea of him slipped her mind. She was immersed into a world where she was working with Scott like he was a part of the family and talking to an Argent like her family hadn't been after her own- it was a new world that Laura wasn't completely used to it yet. She was able to run around the woods without consequence once upon a time, catching animals (and eventually letting them go) or racing whatever person decided they wanted to go against her that day. There was no one human being telling her that she couldn't do something because the pack was smart, and the pack never fought against their alpha's ruling. Not even Peter would have gone against Talia. 

So the loft she'd found- as far from her family as she could find one- was a bit of a refuge. She set it up so the only way in was through the front door, unless the werewolves and other crawlies decided they wanted to get zapped. Just as she was about to close the drain in her tub so she could fill it up and possibly pass out in the water, there was a sound at her door before the first knock even hit the metal. "Sensitive fucking ears." More sensitive than they used to be, anyway- she figured it was a part of the process, coming back to life an all that. Laura forced herself to leave the comfort of her shower and sniffed the air, laughing when she picked up the scent of Camden Lahey. 

Deciding to be the slightest bit modest, she grabbed her smallest towel and wrapped it around her body, then made her way to the front. "And what does," Laura shoved the door open and smiled, "The precious Camden Lahey want to do with me?"