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[deathxyukwon]

A look into the past || Yukwon

Yukwon gently folds the black hoodie into a little make shift pillow, sometimes it'd be his blanket and other times his pillow but it always help him sleep. It'd been given to him a day or so before he'd gotten himself into this mess. He actually missed the person that had given it to him. With a small sigh the 15 year old settles himself down for a catnap. 

He'd been there a week and so far it seemed that all they wanted with him was something to play with. Like a cat with a mouse except this time the mouse didn't die. 

Well this mouse was exhausted. Today it had been hunting practice or something. They'd let him run away in this old industrial park. Yukwon had actually thought they'd let him get away, that was until he'd found out the entire place was surrounded by fencing and barbed wire, there was no where to go and when he tried to climb the fencing they could see him and they shot at him.

The chase had only ended when he'd hidden. Found a place to hide away and maybe if they thought he'd gotten away they'd leave him alone. That was until he heard the dogs.

He'd never been killed by an animal before but that day he found out that dogs don't try kill efficiently, wolves would if they'd been hunting prey, but domestic dogs like to tear and rip and shred.

He wondered if there had been much intact by the time they'd gotten to him.

[leejoon-alpha-archived-blog]

You often would hear about it in the community, the odd times you'd bump into other wolves, other werewolves, and exchange information. You'd hear about the fact there's humans that seem to know too much and are aiming to try wipe out the species (nothing new), you'd here that another wolf has a pack.

But then you hear something new.

Werewolves are going bad. Like they catch a disease or something is triggered. However it's happening doesn't matter, the fact that it is and no one knows what to do is the issue. Joon takes in all the information he can, the symptoms being red eyes, not gold, and an insatiable bloodlust. It was suggested that this came about due to vampires but Joon doesn't really believe that. The other suggestion was that wolves had been going missing but then just returning with no recollection of where they'd gone, perhaps some darker force was at work?

This worries Joon slightly. He'd vanished for about 11 weeks and had no idea where he'd gone...

[deathxyukwon]

Yukwon groans as he wakes up, the last thing he remembered was he'd been talking to Minhyuk and then Death had turned up and from there's it's lick someone's used a hammer to shatter any memories of after that.

Sitting up he runs a hand through knotted and tangled white hair, glancing around to confirm the fact he was lying in the middle of a road.

Ah yes...that asshole of a boss had dumped him in the middle of a road. A busy road as well and he'd been hit by a truck. Luckily the driver hadn't stopped so now here he was, waking up with a thumping headache at 2:41am.

Time to start walking.

[leejoon-alpha-archived-blog]

Joon scratches at the back of his neck as he looks in the window of a cafe and then back to a 'help wanted' sign. Could he really be a barista in a cafe? He needed to go somewhere that wasn't the club at least, the lycanthrope felt like his hearing was being dulled thanks to the overly loud music. But perhaps it'd be better to go for a less 'people centred' job, something quieter and calmer maybe.

With a sigh he walks away from the place, there had to be a better job around here somewhere. Maybe he could just use his self taught carpentry skills and try make furniture or something. Perhaps he could find a job that meant he only had to deal with one or two people at a time. He could do something more with dance but he always felt kind of annoyed having to dance for people. Nah. He'd find something.

All of this inner thoughts were running through his mind as he strolls down the street, hands buried deep in his pockets and a permanent frown on his face.

[leejoon-alpha-archived-blog]

He wakes up. Joon's body feels heavy and his head is pounding. Sitting up he realises that he's just on the street, like some homeless drunk...but...he can't remember how he got there. The lycan gets to his feet, groaning at the ache in his limbs and tje pounding in his head. It was like he had a killer hangover but he couldn't even remember drinking. With a small shrug of his shoulders he starts walking, his aim was to get back into the forest and to get to his cabin.

[deathxyukwon]

The streets were dark and lonely, that was probably the best way to describe them. Lonely streets. Yukwon didn't have any jobs to carry out at the moment, nor did he have anyone who he felt the need to go visit. Before his disappearance he would have found himself something to kill the time with, but now it's like he couldn't remember what he used to do. Did he spend time with people? Read books? Take walks? People watch? Did he have anything like a hobby? He just couldn't remember. With a sigh that hangs in the air, yukwon keeps walking, waiting to be given his next job.

[deathxyukwon]

éveil

Yukwon wakes up on the floor of the warehouse with a sharp metallic taste in his mouth, possibly the taste of blood but it doesn't quite taste the same. Dark brown irises are revealed as he slowly opens his eyes, groaning as his eyes literally ache due to the light. The room is empty apart from his few usual belongings, except something was new. 

There was a body

All he could see from this angle was white hair and leather jacket clad shoulders. He's immediately wary, senses buzzing as he listens to find out if there was someone in the warehouse moving around. But there was nothing.

"H-" His voice was raspy, unusable at the moment and he can't even make a sound. Getting to his feet he slowly makes his way around to look at the body on the floor. It was weird, he wasn't even shocked to find that;

The body was his.

Yukwon just stares down at his old body with an empty expression on his face. Then he simply turns away. He'd get rid of the body in a moment. For now he goes to take a look at the fish tank by his bed, the small white light was on but there was no life inside. The brightly coloured siamese fighting fish had died, weeks of not being fed or cleaned had ended in their deaths. Kwon should be sad about it, but he'd not. He wasn't here to care for the fish and though they had been a gift from a close friend, he suddenly didn't feel attached to the creatures. With a sigh he stands up and rolls his neck to try get rid of the stiffness this new body had.

It was time he moved locations again.

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{ okay so I'm back from hiatus and will be back for a while I hope. Basically I have made a few changes to Yukwon, he's darker, less caring, less emotional (he was pretty emotionless to begin with), he will be harder to get along with too. Let me list some of the changes that I've made since he's come back from the otherside. }

Two sigils, one on the back of both hands

Two small feather tattoos (they look like tattoos atm), one on either shoulder blade.

The scar under his collarbone looks fake (too smooth and perfect to be a real scar, that's because it is fake, his whole body is not the one he was born with.)

When his dark side emerges the sigils on his hands 'spread', expanding up his arms and over the sides of his neck. (the red eyes are present too)

He is now able to travel to the otherside, his job now includes guiding souls to the afterlife.