delerious, instinct, apathy, memories
The world spins around and around for Sage as she takesanother hit off the herb that the Diameter kids provided. She always thought itwas amusing that a goddess have birth to one of the best growers of weed but itmade sense. Sage sees the stars dancing for her and out of the shadows; she cansee a figure coming towards her and realizes she is in big trouble because itis her father who never sees her unless she has done something wrong. He saysnothing just sighs and picks her up and carries her back to the Dionysus cabin.As light breaks through the cracks of her eyes, she finds herself still on thebeach. She often becomes DELERIOUS on weed but the fantasy is always the samethat her father still cares.
Staring down danger two times his size, it is Scott McCall’sINSTINCT to protect those behind him. His pack, his friends, his family, his completeworld; nothing would touch them if he had a say in it. He grows at the warningsat those that dare to threaten them, he does not want to fight, it is not hisnature to, he had much rather sit down with pizza and talk it out. However,that does not seem to be an option most of the time so he braces himself as theevil charges at him. Scott plants his feet waiting for the impact and knowsthat he is the only thing that stands between the beast of the outside world andhis whole world.
The screams of pain fall on deaf ears, she cares not for thepain of monsters or their loved ones. These particular monsters took her lovedones from her and Laura Hale does not care as long as she rids the world ofevery Argent family member on the face of the planet. A pain that consumes hershe knows will not go away with their deaths but maybe, someday she will beable to look at her baby brother and not feel anything for him, maybe withtheir deaths she will be able to love again. But for now she has nothing but APATHYfor these monsters and their kin, she knows she has to rid the world of them.
The pictures are what help Malia Tate with the MEMORIES. Shestares at the smiling faces of her younger sister and mother and she remembers.Things like the way her sister would sneak into her room when she was scared orhad a nightmare. The pictures remind her of the smell of her mom when shehugged Malia so tightly, honey and vanilla. The way the three of them couldlook at each other and know exactly what was on the others’ minds. The pictureshelp, but they do not bring them back. They are still gone and it’s still Malia’sfault. She does not remember that night; she does remember how it felt orexactly what happen. All she knows is they are gone and she is still here withnothing but pictures to remind her.
