This is...weird (Private for Shattered Innocence and Pillar)

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    Uhm, I dunno. If we both don't know, then I shall take it upon myself to start!



    Mia Dawn Hall sat in her basement, sivering. The girl had powers. Powers that included: eye color manipulation, invisibilty, telekinesis, telepathy with her best friend(which is your charrie), ability to absorb wounds, shapeshifting. Basically, every power that the Shop here on Warriors offered plus a few more. Anyway, back to the rp.
    Mia shook violently. Minnesota winters were kind to none and Mia was no exception. The 7 year old girl had been locked down here by her parents, Markus and Anya. They were horribely abusive. Now, Mia had never missed a day of school but after a particularly bad beating from the night before, she hadn't shown up at school.

    That night, the basement door opened and footsteps came down the stairs. It was Mia's nine year old adopted brother, Mark. The boy ran to his siter and knelt by her. "Mia! What happened? Why are you down here?" He asked, hugging her tight.

    Oh. I thought. . .nevermind. I'm stupid.



    Mia was shaking uncontrollablly. She didn't answer, just shook. Her hazel eyes pleaded with him to help her, do something. Her brown hair was a mess, matted in clumps.

    Mark helped his sister up gently, kissing her forehead and hugging her. "Come on, let's get back upstairs," he said, leading her up the stairs. The next day, thanks to Mark calling on the phone, cops showed up to take them away from their parents.

    Withing a few months, Mian and Mark were adopted. Mia had changed her middle name to Destiny, now making her full name Mia Destiny Hall. She was considering changing her first name but didn't want to have one of those awkward names where no one wanted to say it so they made up nicknames for you. Mia was now a prospering cello player, spending almost three to four hours a day practicing. The rest, he spent either at school, sleeping, or listening to classical music because loneliness overwhelmed her days. I mean, sure. Mark was around but he wasn't a friend who was a girl. She growled softly, returning to the present. Her bow moved fluidly across the cello strings, creating simple melodies that were still quite beautiful.

    Mark stood in the doorway, and clapped when she was done. "That was great," he said softly. Seven years had passed since that night in their old home, and a lot had changed. Mark was taller now, handsome, with black hair falling to his ears and a slender but muscular frame. His sister had changed as well, getting curves where girls usually got them. Mark tried his best not to notice.

    Mian jumped at Mark's voice. She tried to fight off the feelings writhing around in her when she saw her brother. It was wrong to feel this way. So so very wrong. She bit her lip. "God, Mark! You scared me, f ucking bastard!"she said in a low voice, setting her cello on it's stand. Yes, Mia had quite the mouth. Bt only when Mandy, their mother, wasn't around. Their father, Gabriel, wasn't around often. The times he made an appearance, Gabe spent it with Mia, up in her room, 'talking'. Mia was too scared to tell anyone about the molestation so she just kept quiet, kept a smile plastered on her face after his little 'visits'. She turned to face Mark now, grinning. Her lithe and supple body moved effortlessly. A pro of being a ballerina. She moved with grace, purpose in her stride as she crossed the distance between them to hug Mark.

    Mark hugged Mia back as his sister embraced him, though the feeling of her breasts pressed against him brought a blush to his cheeks. "Sorry, sis. Have you been practicing like this every night?" He asked, stepping back reluctantly. "You'll knock them dead at the concert next week."

    //Ow. I just sat on my alarm clock.




    Mia sighed, stumbling back to her cello suddenly. She gasped. "The concert! I need to perfect my Beethoven sonata! If I don't, I might fail!"she wailed, sweeping up her bow with one moe. She had her cello and was working on extremely hard peice within momnts. And if I do say so myself, she was quite good. Exceptional! But that's when Mandy's son, and the eldest of them all, burst into the room. Max, was his name, and he was a player. He had the looks and style. Plus, the swag.

    Ouch. Also, swag? Really?


    Marknlooked at Amx, frowning. "What are you doing home so easrly?" He asked, his voice cold and unwelcoming. He and Max didn't so much have a love hate relationship as they did a hate hate relationship.

    //Yep. Lol. People still say it at my chool. OMG. It was raining and we all know how Erin hates to get wet so I navigated my way to Building A,B and the main building ALL DAY LONG. It was terrible and cold but I got a hot cocoa so it warmed me up. Yay! Lol. Do I look like a celebrity at all? Me and my friends can't decide who I am.||



    Max grinned wickedly and swept Mia up in a hug, pulling her tight against his body and crashing onto her bed. Yep. He was the resident Russian-American werewolf in the house. Maximillan Rusakova. Suprised about the werewolf part? You shouln't be, knowing it's ME we're dealing with here. Anyway, Max pulld Mia to him and kissed her, right on the mouth before laughing and ducking away. He darted past Mark, grinning. He shoved his little brother's shoulder before answering the question. "Work was slow so they sent me home."



    mia kinda layed there, stunned. It had been no quick kiss, considering it was Max. She finally reacted when she heard Mommy open the door and call out: "Hey, Kids! Do you want pizza? Or how about Chinese?"

    You kind of remind me of Ellen Page just by looks.


    Mark stared angrily at the two of them, ahnds clenching into fists as he struggled not to tear them away from each other. "I'll take pizza," he called out, still glaring at Max.

    //I have no idea who that is. Lol. And Max just paused beside Mark.



    Mandy grins and walks up the stairs to take requests. She had red hair that was wild and couldn't really be tamed. She laughs at Max's face as he brushes past her and pops into Mia's room. "Okay, so Mark. You want pizza. Mee, what about you? How about some spinach and mushroom double cheese pizza?"


    Mia frowns, still sprawled on her bed from where Max had left her. "Uhm,. . .I'll have that, yeah."she whispers, heaving herself up to start practicing again.

    Mark sat down on Mia's bed, staring at his sister. "Mia, I..." he began, but he trailed off, nt wanting to gross out his sister.

    Mandy left to go get pizzas. She first grabbed her wallet and went over the list of things to get. She needed some milk for cereal in the morning. Oh, speaking of which, she needed cereal. Oops! She got into her car and started it.


    Max, with his finely attunded ears, listened in on Mia and Mark's conversation, snickering. The werewolf then went out to hunt, eyes glowing red.



    Mia shook her head and stopped playing. "Max is a bastard. He shouldn't have kissed me. I'm not his to kiss."she growled tiredly, coming to sit beside Mark. "Sorry. What were you gonna say?"

    "Th-this is really weird," Mark said, rubbing the back of his neck. "I...I tlhink you're beautiful. I feel things that I know aren't right, but I just want to..." he trailed off, leaving the rest to her imagination.

    Mia didn't hear more than two words because thunder shook the house suddenly and she yelped. The girl was deathly afraid of storms. So di loud, sudden noises. She whimpered softly.


    Max took down a deer and tore into it. He had been feeling the buildup of energy that meant a storm. but, he had ignored it. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled above the wolf. He flinched but heard--no, felt Mia's fear and plunged back towards the house.

    Mark hled Mia close to comfort her, whispering into her ear. "Shhh, it's okay," he said, stroking her hair. "It's alright, you're safe, I'm here. Nothing can hurt you."

    To be honest, Mia couldn't stand Max. She was absolutely disgusted by his recent behavior. She clung tightly to Mark and his words. "Okay,"she whispered."Okay,"the girl repeated softly. She was on the verge of tears. But she pushed them down, reconstructing her walls. The 13(?) year old girl slowly calmed and stoppd shivering. "I'm starving!"she announced. The wraith of a person stepped lightly out of the room and down to the living room, descending the stairs. She could see outside, thanks to the glass wall that served as a front wall for their house, and so she saw Max crashing towards her. He was still wolf but he grew hands and opened the door to finally come to a stop in front of her, all wolf again.