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"I swear." Lavi was angry. It didn't show in his face, for it was a blank mask whilst he spoke. It was in his eyes, where the flames were contained but so alive their green color seemed to change slightly with the rage's heat. "Whoever tries to hunt ya will die screaming."

⊰ ☾ ⊱~; Eyes widened slightly as the lines on his forehead creased deeper, twin eyebrows twitching as the wolf tried to control his expression, not wanting to give away more of his reaction to the quite passionate declaration coming from his friend. Derek knew, of course he did know, how it is to want to protect and shield someone who meant this much to him. Alas, such sentiments had brought out some, or at least a few bad decisions on his part, the always present instinct to throw himself head first on path of any harm that his loved ones were facing. If not for his abilities to heal, to take another step, another heartbeat ticking away before.....stopping. Revive. Take another breath come, another one.... ....every cell in his body vibrating with the need to steal another moment...one more. The slightly surprised expression slowly faded into one of melancholy, eyelids dropping lower and lower as if wanting to proved some protection for the hazel hues so that no emotions could be read, almost as if apologetic. No wish was there to see his... Lavi, see go through same moments again and again. "I'm wanted by many." Trying to play it off as a little cocky statement, the lycan let out a snort whilst shaking his head, one hand grabbing the redhead's neck to give it a soft squeeze. "Don't forget who the hunter is here, you better focus on not becoming the meal. That is all.....all I need and want." A soft smile was given at last, the other male had become such a big puzzle piece in his life, and losing that piece, it might shatter the wolf as badly as his family dying on that damned night. It scared him knowing that one person now held this much weight in his life, but nonetheless, having that....by all darkness and hardships he had to face; god, was he fucking blessed.

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Lavi was known to engage in battle with a grin in his face. Be it akuma or human beings, a taunting smirk would tug on his lips. With the Noah, however, that faded into a blank mask often shattered to a deep snarl underneath. Too many crimes against innocents. Against comrades. Against his own self. It was that mask that he now looked through, at Scott. Green eyes cold like grass on a icy dawn fixated upon the Alpha. Both a warning, and an advice. " I'll ask, then. How long d'you think y' can keep yer 'friend' safe from me." That hunter would have to fight someone else from her kind this time around. See how she likes to bleed.

⊰ ☾ ⊱~; The bitter taste of metal was coating the back of his throat, the hole which was still leaving a little gap open from when Allison's arrow pierced the tender flesh, refused to heal up as any other wound he had received over the years. And not to brag about that, the lycan had his fair share of near-death experiences that would have left a normal person in pieces by now. This tho, this felt as if a foreign force was keeping the void open, eating away every cell which tried to heal up and become whole again. Derek's mind was running all over the place as he tried to calm his body down, the rush of adrenalin still leaving traces behind that made his muscles twitch. With his eyes closed, he didn't need to see the redhead's expression to know this, the other male started to slowly slip away, leaving behind only a coldness so biting that when the wolf reached out to take hold of his friend...it felt as if fire gazed his skin for a little second. This physical pain was nothing compared to the fear and agony that he knew he would feel if Lavi slipped away in ways that no amount of strength and arms he would possess, could bring him back. Finally, tho, his own, shaky fingers, were able to hook themselves in the redhead's sleeve, then with a gentle tug on it Derek was able to feel the tender, icy skin. Eyes slowly opening he tried to swallow, but it didn't help as just more crimson oozed out of his body, leaving a horrid sketch of agony behind as more life was drained outta him. "Mo......sh..." Mountain ash, that is what prevented him from getting better. The undead hunter must have coated her weapon in it, knowing very well that it would prove fatal for a supernatural being; keeping the will of the one who wielded it. One was for sure, Allison still wanted him dead, their families spilled so much of each other's blood...and it was never enough. It was so tiring, this endless cycle of hatred and rage which flew through their veins like poison, driving them mad, driving anyone mad. Trying, he really did try, to offer his old companion a wide smile; failed. Lips quivered as if he were a toddler about to start to cry, not that this was his intention."'s fine...."

"...fin'.." He always was.

[lupuslxna]

"How to make Lavi cooperate with you? Former Clan Apprentice?" The man laughed before fixing both the Alpha and vet with a dark look that held both anger and envy; ignoring the rest of the people in the room. "Have you seen King Kong, the old one. In black and white? Same thing. I'd drug him. Tie him up and put him in a cage. And even then, I'd be very careful with that young man." A scoff. "This.. Bookman. Certainly has taken a taste for ignoring ancient orders - and rules. Wouldn't expect him to follow yours."

⊰ ☾ ⊱~; Emotions rushed over him like blood did through his body, filling up every part of him the faster the mind and heart raced against the other; those words uttered were nothing but irking the wolf within. Like a tiny, innocent twitch tugging at his flesh as he tried to remain silent, Derek's fingertips dug deeper and deeper into his skin, creating crimson crescents that bled right back into a fading pink. His supernatural healing only enabling the werewolf to bleed without any blood being spilled, silent and unnoticed it only stung him whilst vanishing as the moon did when the morning came to shine.

The only reason why his claws were not piercing and tearing out those vocal cords from the other males throat, was the simple reminder that Lavi was more than able and capable of defending himself; something he had proven so many times. Alas, to bite his tongue and seal his lips, whilst something he had learned to hold up strongly, in order not to be overwhelmed by the rage that his mouth could spark up the moment the lips would part. Almost as if his own bitterness would spread like venom, infecting those who would hear him; by all means it was something he had paid for many times. Derek was simply furious right now tho. What was said with such mockery in the tone, laced with a little of want that Derek very well could recognize, almost triggered him into a full shift. If that were to happen, Derek honestly wondered if he would be able to hold himself back, as the memories of his lonesome roaming through strangers woods ad land came flooding back. Treated like a brainless beast he would be forced to endure whatever his body and mind were put through; most of the time it was the body that forced was into acts which burned themselves into his brain like a negative of a photograph waiting to develop every time the flashbacks scratched at the gray area of his brain. Walls high and wide, those were put up in order to shroud them into full darkness, letting them rest there like an unatoned sins that no holy spirit nor god could extinguish. Teeth gritting together, the lycan let his hands drop down to each side of his body, expression rid of any emotions as he spoke with an even and calm tone, chilling like an icy shower dripping down ones skin. "Careful. Comparing a monkey to a real ' beast', Kong was a mocking example of a human concept how to tame something akin to them.... what you are dealing with is more akin to a wildfire. Only an idiot tries to subdue it into a cage...tch. "A mocking smirk curled those lips upwards, sharp canine teeth peeking just shyly from underneath. "Then again, I shouldn't expect more from a circus chimpanzee. "

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Sharp jaw paused on it's distracted chewing motion as it's owner turned back towards the pack of wolves from watching the teenage alpha leave their table ; his expression one of sincere utter bafflement. Such strange feeling for a Bookman managed to make his accent even more pronounced. "-- Is he wearin' aftershave?" Lavi whispered, re-starting his chewing on yet another stolen fry from Derek's plate, bright green eyes wide due to the bizarre data that in his opinion was somehow more relevant than the actual discussion of another annoying creature prowling the woods. What was new about that, after all? "... I'm concerned."

    ⊰ ☾ ⊱~; First one, the the second...by now the number was concerningly growing higher, and closer to a double digit which Derek was ready to pull a line. That being said, his eyes followed the intruder carefully with utmost concertation, every twitch, inhale and exhale as it stalked closer and closer. Down to nine, the world around him became a tad less loud, everything much sharper and vivid; nostrils flaring as a very low growl slowly slithered up through his chest. Whilst it sounded perhaps loud enough to alarm any other wolves which were around to witness it, that being Liam only at the moment, Scott leaving in a rush as he ranted on about not having enough time to do most basic things - “--why are they making us run all the time!I can’t get even a shower, seriously Stiles hurry the hell up man! No! TI mean yes, these are your pants i needed some to borrow!”   Slowly, ever so, Derek leaned a bit forward. Slapping away the intrusive thief who tried to take away yet another damn fry of his, shooing away those five digits that dared to wander into his territory- stealing his hard earned food. “Get your own! I asked you if you wanted me to bring you some, so....shush.”    Pulling the plate back closer to himself, both of his arms fell to each side of it as a way to block any more crimes being committed by the redhead's snort passed through him. “Be glad you ONLY smell that, and the reason why he is using it.” Scrunching up his nose, the lycan glared at his food now, hard enough it seems that Liam found it ‘too aggressive’, making him leave the table as well to run after the other two boys. “Ugh god i hate you. "Pushing the plate at Lavi he made sure some of the fries fell on the man’s lap, out of pure petty yes. “I lost my damn appetite because of you.” Nodding his head at the disappearing trio, the wolf leaned back, head tilted back. ”He puts it on in good faith that it would mask the stench from all the PE magically disappear. As well as his handsy little escaped with Malia, who is MY family...the kid really thinks it would stop me from smelling their sex all over each other, so it is sweat, spunk, things i don’t wanna even think about right now and he didn’t wash his hands this time.”

 “I just wanted to drown in my french fries .But no...you ruined that now, have fun remembering this smell, hope it haunts you as it haunts me.”

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Hardened emerald hues regarded the room slowly, a sneer settling upon Lavi's visage at the sight of the teen with the glowing red gaze that stood near Derek. There was no understanding, no desire to even attempt to understand. The decision was already made and apparently any other opinion was bound to be regretted. How stupid. That idiotic hero complex and the way they all followed like blind cattle. That's how wars begin, innit? Ignorant fools. "What is it 'bout bein' an Alpha that makes even reasonable people behave like idiots?" He turned to leave then, opening the door to silently close it on his way out. Refusing to slam it behind him, to get on a kid's level. Unwilling to watch yet another disaster unfold.

⊰ ☾ ⊱~; The soft murmurs of the wolves gathered in the steel-cold room, the echo of discomfort and already spiked anxiety, and the tension wrapping around them seemed ready to snap. It was not a new situation that they found themselves in, in all honesty, this became more of standard practice which had to occur at least once per month. The distortion that had risen up ever since the Nemeton breathed out a gasp of air anew, its old roots trembling with the desire to once again suckle at the ley-lines which pumped with ferocity underneath the town of Beacon Hills; the very own veins of mother Earth that gathered in one spot as its center of pure energy. The tree, whilst not evil nor good since it held its spot as an observer and harmonious child of Gaia, was like a magnet for those who were anything else but human. Even the tiniest spark inside you would feel the want to stay near it, basking in the rich smell of sweetness and power.... it lured in also those who held darkness within their loins and heart. Harvest it...drink it up.....and you shall reign over thee..

Derek had felt it, actually, he can sense it whenever the smallest bit of the tree shivers or shrivels up into dust, the light scratching inside his chest almost feeling as if the thing wanted to part his lungs and ribs, opening it as a new door to step out reborn. Alas, something more sinister had come slithering inside the woods where his family once roamed. And whatever it was, it made the Nemeton reach out , offering its hand as a welcoming gift because a child of his had returned home at last- that part made no sense. It was common for the supernatural to go a little aggressive and insane after tasting a lick of the power that this thing held, but never until now did it act on its own, using the living things around it as tools to reach the goal. It was perhaps even a tad frightening, with an ominous aftertaste. "I think it would be the best that Derek stays on the last line with it, since it is tolerating his presence kinda the best? You were the only one that it took from us already too...I mean..you ok with that?" Derek did nothing else but nod his head, the memory of the few nights before still engraved in his mind with the taste of dirt covering his mouth. Being dragged through the earth whilst bound tightly by the roots, only to be impaled on a small branch as the Nemeton sucked on your blood like you were a teabag before throwing you off, was not pretty. But still, it didn't seem to find any more malicious interest in him after that; which was suspicious but fine.. " Lydia will be nearby, Liam and Malia a bit further up towards the town, and I... I will be there. Trying to find whatever or whoever it is that got a should on it. We can do this, we have to protect the people here, if anything happens don't fight- call for me." Scott was a good-hearted man, ready to be first in line when punches and hits were thrown an- The lycan stopped in his thoughts as heavy steps rattled the floor beneath them. It felt like a little earthquake, anger, and resentment coursing through it, with a small pinch of remorse. Lavi, unimpressed by their little plan- as always- didn't mind sharing his thoughts openly, with a bravado that didn't shrink no matter whom it was that stood on the other end. The coldness in his eyes was what always made the wolf soften up, knowing well that underneath that ice was hidden so much more, a wall after wall covering it with strictness and rules; there was a warmth that weirdly only he seemed to be able to see and bask in. Giving a weak smile to the group, Derek didn't hesitate to follow the redhead, tension wiring up the other male's body from head to toe, and when it snapped...he wanted to be there to soothe it, facing the fire with nothing on him but the willingness to embrace it. Knowing well how out of control it all can get, just like he had not once nor twice.

Being someone anchor is a privilege that is gifted upon one by a person. It can't be forced, it can't be only a sensation nor a change of heart at the given moment, you earn it. It is not a light title to carry, for you must be the reasonable and unreasonable one, the strength and weakness, the light to their darkness yet sometimes you become the darkness to their light. You become the reason, to stay.

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He felt it coming before it struck. He fell, unable to stand back up when a hand grabbed his collar and a fist collided with his face again. Strong enough to feel the warmth of his own blood before the pain. Another. Iron overflowed his mouth, but he didnt dare to defend himself as the hits kept coming. Ribs, stomach, jaw. Pain but never permanent damage. Nonstop agony. The last thing Lavi remembered of that day ; was guilt as his own blood stained the previously pristine floor beneath him.

⊰ ☾ ⊱~; Taste of metal laid heavy on his tongue even after brushing his teeth for the third time, perhaps that too was a problem since the longer it went on, the harder he was pressing the bristles into his gums just to remove the taste. Alas, nothing seemed to help, and if anything, it was making it worse as small droplets of bright pink splattered down into the sink. With every drop following it, the shade of it darkening into a crimson veil blooming as it fell from his lips. "Fuck..the hell was that.." Taking a deep breath, Derek tried to ignore the small whiff of blood spreading through his bathroom, and at least he was used to this scent since it was his own. So many cuts, bruises and moments where the flesh was also scorched so badly that it turned black. But this time whatever sneaked upon him in his own dreams-or whatever it was, as it felt more like a memory that burned was into his mind to remember. Remember the pain, every hit of the heavy hand felt pre-recorded as to make sure that his body would never forget it; pulling it up like a wall to block out whatever came to strike down on him. And it seemed to work, the pain he should feel after brushing his mouth clean of the top layer of asking, appeared like a dull ache when a little stone was thrown lightly at you. No wonder he was able to go this far and do such damage to the inner cavern, bits of flesh still hanging on the toothbrush like spiderwebs dipped into red paint. It made the wolf shake his head, grabbing the thing before hurling it right into the trash before storming off back into the waste living room of his loft. With the back of his hand, the lycan wiped his lips, soaking it into the crimson liquid a little bit, good thing that the shirt was in a darker color so it only stained it without leaving behind any other trace. For a human it would be easily dismissed, it were the wolves that he should be worried about tho and perhaps..... speak of the devil, there was Lavi happily spreading out on his couch, legs lifted on the small wooden table. Swallowing hard Derek forced the bitter bile in his mouth down before flashing a small grin at his 'intruder', swapping off the legs from the one furniture he often partook in dining. Hoping that his little gesture still hid well what he had done, the redhead perceived things ten times sharper than another human he had encountered. "Surprised to see you here...didn't you have a ...'thing' tonight." At the 'thing' word, Derek lifted a questioning eyebrow at the other male, teasingly.

Shut it down, whatever you are feeling is irrelevant. Hate, despise, pain, loneliness, desire, wants... feel nothing, feel less than nothing. But always remember this taste of blood, drink it up like water because it will be the only thing you're allowed to 'consume. For a moment the room seemed to shrink into something darker, random letters flashing before his eyes as the wolf tried to pay them no attention, his demeanor never changing or wavering as something in him pulled at his heartstrings to obey the uttered words. "Was it that bad, or am I just more interesting?" The mask he had slipped on stayed solid, a wide grin now drawn upon its porcelain surface remained there permanently, this persona felt familiar. And he hated it.

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"Be honest." Lavi whispered, leaning towards the other male whilst his eyes continued fixated upon the chaotic group teens making a bigger mess out of the (admittedly quite serious) situation. His lips curled unintentionally into an amused smile when he added. "Are you as surprised as I am that I'm the only one 'ere behaving myself?"

⊰ ☾ ⊱~; The way that Lavi leaned closer towards him had Derek consider if he should follow the slight incline, in the other direction tho since such actions had people trying to 'whisper' into his ear -which he was not a fan of. Their breath tickling his skin whilst hearing that shushed tone crispy clean, benefits of his superhuman side, a pain in the ass since so many women tried to be sensual with such an approach. Putting that aside, the lycan decided to lean in towards the redhead it was the close proximity with the other male that had him relax a tad, the scent of 'family' washing over him like a warm hug before he was able to concentrate on what was being said. Definitely had him bite his tongue tho, as he listened closely how the steady rhythm of Lavi's heartbeat did a little leap before steadying itself as if nothing happened; Derek found it somewhat adorable that there was still a tiny bit of a child-like tendency hidden underneath all those shadows which haunted the redhead. Had him almost reach out to pull the other male closer, their foreheads touching in a familiar gesture that he did tend to repeat with his father; something little that Aaron had started, according to Talia, ever since he was a tiny pup. Nonetheless, being his awkward self who did have a sarcastic side to his brooding one, the wolf simply offered Lavi a bite of his food, waiting for the said male to swallow it. "Such a good boy, you learned a new trick finally." Saying that, a little pat on the head was given to his friend. "Besides...you know you're comparing yourself to a bunch of werewolves arguing if the dress they are seeing on the phone, is 'golden white or sky blue'...and YOU, being the one who said "Dress, what dress, I see nothing." before everything blew up?" Both eyebrows lifted up to aid this 'questioning' gaze that Derek wanted to portray, betrayed only by the slight upturn of his lips as the urge to smile was fought back. This here, this here exactly felt almost like .... home.

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"Betrayal doesn’t depend on how much or how deeply you love someone. It depends on the magnitude of the dilemma put in front of you." There was a pause, as if forming the words was some sort of painful task ; eyes set on the redhead in the distance. "To Lavi, that dilemma lasted 332 days in the hands of our biggest enemy."

⊰ ☾ ⊱~; Betrayal. That word itself could be a tad triggering to the lycan, knowing it all too well since that thing had sneaked up to him in a shape of beauty, smiling ever so sweetly that it blinding his senses and his brain. Derek's eyes fell, gaze staying steady on the floor because a part of him feared that if he were to look at the exorcist or Lavi, he would expose himself, alas, his history had been written and wrapped down by so many mouths and hands that truth is not something those around him might get to find. It didn't matter how it was, like said by the other male, it was the magnitude of it which destroyed him, not for a month or a year .... Closing his eyes the wolf took a deep breath, there were still so many things that unknown were to him about his friend who ran with him through the woods, dirt and rain, with the biggest grin masking the trauma and pain underneath. They were so similar, yet so different. In truth, they both seemed so free and impossible to be held down or shaken by anything thrown underneath their feet; no one could see the shackles which weighted them down because nothing that makes you stronger comes for free.

"Everyone will face it one day, be it by loved ones or by themselves, it's unavoidable." There was a small shrug of shoulders before he took a step, glancing from the corner of his eyes at the young male dressed in pristine white. Derek's expression was wiped of any sentiments, simply clear and transparent like the words which passed his lips; only a small flicker of blue swirling around the pupil as if it danced around it before vanishing. "What matters is those who still remain faithfully there, waiting for you to return home.That's all." With that being said, Derek simply walked off to join the redhead by his side, bumping their shoulders together before offering a smile. Small gestures, warm hugs, and endless play of exchanging words...one day they will return home together lay their tired hearts down before letting out a sigh of relief.

"One day, let's meet again!!" - Small arms waved in goodbye as tear stripped face beaming with a shaky grin, that day a promise was made that would transcend time itself.