Thread: Girl in the Fire, Boy in the Storm (Absinth and Enigma)

A month had gone by since the Carver twins had been back in town, and it had not been a peaceful month by any definition of the word. The first week had been peaceful enough. The twins set to fixing up their house, cleaning up 17 years of mess until the place was presentable. Then Daniel had started reining in the garden, finding it rather nice to be doing something productive for once. Soon enough the house was looking almost back to its glory days. Thats about the time the scouts began to show up. Someone buying the Carver mansion was a big deal. On one hand, the metaphysical juju in the place was astronomical, not that any regular magi could figure out what to do with it, or what was done to the home in the first place. Whatever was there was big, scary big, and if someone were to figure it out, it could be bad. So of course scouts had been sent by every major player in the city of Salida to figure out what was going on there, and almost every one of them had been soundly thrown out, except the one little werewolf who recognize the Carver families signature look. Black hair, Yellow eyes. With the realization that the Secret Keeper was back, the wolf immediately ran home and informed his pack leader, alerting two other packs to this sudden development within the span of a day. Thats around the time that things got hectic. The Alphas, and their mates, showed up demanding an explanation. Then they asked for an explanation two seconds after one of their number was punched square in the face with enough force to crack a concrete pillar in half, landing him flat on his back, dazed and confused. The explanation was simple enough given the circumstances. He ran off to join the military to find an outlet for his grief, in doing so he happened to end a war with a decisive murder and now he was home to retire. Thats all well and good but you need to do something about them! One of the wives spoke up, snapping at him in a particularly wolfish manner. Once his amber eyes settled on her, that hard look in his eye leveled at her, she unconsciously took a step back from him. After a moment he turned to his sister, motioning for her to come over as he whispered Who the fuck are they talking about? How should I know, why dont you ask them? She whispered back, shrugging at her brother. We can hear you one of the men spoke. Right. Who the heck are you talking about then? Daniel stated, raising an eyebrow at him as his attention was on that one man. They explained that the fourth of their previous Quadrate had been building an army, which started shortly before Daniel had left. The army was being built in secret, but they had their ways of finding things out and it was worrisome. Seventeen years of building and they still hadnt wiped out the other pack, though animal attacks became more frequent over the years. Obviously this was a threat to the Secret. The asked him for help, stating that even with their numbers they couldnt do anything without a war, and that would alert the humans one way or the other. A sigh left the black haired man, shaking his head as he said Alright, Ill help you out His sentence was cut short by Danielle, who stepped up and said, grinning brightly Iiiiiiiffff you find my dear brother a wifey WHAT?! Why the fuck do I need a wife?! Daniel protested, staring aghast at his sister. Well, mostly cause youre like, thirty five She stated, earning some shocked looks from the werewolves who probably wouldve only guessed him at 25, maybe a year or two older. So what?! I dont need a wife! Daniel stated, only to have Danielles eyes lock with his as she said in a very sweet, gentle voice that did not match the stern look she was giving him Well if that is how youd like it, I suppose you dont have to marry. The male twin blinked, then looked away guiltly, biting his lower lip before turning on his heel and hollering FINE! Fine. Bring your unwed wolves and Ill pick a fucking wife, if itll make Countess Von Fingerbang here happy. Danielle clapped and squealed gleefully, saying Yall have Ill give you a week. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A fairly good metaphor to compare this event to would probably be a kind of ball. In fact, Danielle had gone out of her way to more or less dress up the house, even had it catered and it ended up something like a political event. A party that didnt have much partying. Between the nervousness of the potential brides and the absence of their supposed host, the air was tense and most of them wanted it over with. The garden, lovingly restored to life by Daniel, was where it was held. The bright flowers, the green green grass and the neatly trimmed plants did a lot to assuage some of the nervousness of those around, but that was thrown right out the window when Daniel had finally woken up and come downstairs. On one hand, it was obvious he wasnt taking this all that seriously considering his clothing. Lacking shoes, a pair of black jeans, and a button down shirt sans the buttoned up part, revealing a bare expanse of well muscled, and equally well scarred chest. This showed that he didnt particularly care about the atmosphere, and found this whole thing to be trifling at best. Then again, a lot of female werewolves, and some male werewolves, found scars to be attractive, especially in a human mate. It showed that they could take damage and keep going, and considering some of the placements of his scars, it was a wonder how he was standing on two legs in the first place. Now how are we going to do this? He said to the suddenly very quiet room. He looked over the girls, that had all quickly lined up Except one who took her time. The man seemed to mull over his decision before saying Oh, got it. The room suddenly became oppressive. Everyone in the area could feel it, as if a thunderstorm was rolling in. The air became heavy, making it hard to breath as his power washed over everyone. Most of the women, and a number of the men, all either cowered, fell to their knees or started to back away as he crossed his arms. Danielle was about to say something to him but realized what he was doing, glaring daggers at him for using such a stupid method to choose. Well, lets see whos left standing He thought to himself, looking around the room before turning his attention back to the women.