Posts by RoleplaysUSA

Connor drove to school with his siblings, they were so interesting, he turned and ear to listen to them. They pulled in and Connor walked to his first class, history. It was dull and boring, it didn't have anything cool. Connor decided to use his gift and listen to people around the campus.

Connor was bored out of his mind, with a sigh he looked at Alex, his "sister". She had a pixish look to her, short and her hair was the same: short. She sighed and thought, 'Class will be over soon, don't worry.' He sighed and shook his head, mouthing, 'Soon is not long enough.' She smiled and shook her head like, what am I going to do with you? He smiled himself and tried his best to pay attention.

Can I be Anise's little sister?

Connor was dreading the last 3 minutes when he had to go to his next boring class, English. This time he had it with Rowan, his other blonde haired "sister". He sighed and looked at Jason, Alex's mate. He was the one that had the least amount of control out of all of them.

Can this be private?)

Emilia laid in her bed, she was only 5 and she was fast asleep. Unaware of her sister's unease while she slept peacefully. She was close to her sister, she loved her a lot. She dreamed of weird things little girls like her dream about.

Connor sighed and smiled as the bell rang. He stood up and walked Luton his way to English.

Emilia woke at the sounds of the laugh, she didn't cry. The small girl was very brave and smart, she saw the man with the knife behind her sister and his voice made her cringe. She gathered her strength and with all her might she kicked the guys hands upward. Hopefully sending the knife up into the ceiling. "Anise..." She whimpered.

Emilia looked at her sister then to the guy, she raised her eyebrow at him. She didn't dare talk, she waited for her sister to save them. After all, there was a creep in their house and she was frightened to death inside.

Emilia nodded, understanding the urgency in her voice. The small girl's eyes blue stared daggers as the hooded sweatshirt person. Her little brain worked, the had to have a weakness. For now, she wanted to act helpless and scared so she hugged her sisters leg, peaking out from behind it.

I relaxed to the sound of her humming, for some odd reason the sound calmed me down so I stopped sweating. I still trembled but I couldn't help but feel so warm and loved by Rebecca. I smiled a faint smile, my face must had been so pale and my eyes must've seemed dazed. I wanted to show her she meant a lot to me, no matter what condition I was in. The sound that came from her lips was like a melody that almost lulled me to sleep until I realized I was scarred from my dream and didnet want to sleep again. My body slowly stopped trembling, I felt a little better, but I was still sick to my stomach.

Emilia whimpered and frowned, she didn't really believe him. She looked up at Anise with a eyebrow raised as she hid behind her leg so only her head peaked out. Her body trembled, she hoped the guy didn't notice. Emilia disappeared behind her sister.

Emilia hoped he wouldn't take her sister away from her, she wanted to go with her, no matter where that was. She poked her head out from behind her sister and watched the guy uneasily, looking at Anise she let out a growl of protectiveness, no one was hurting her older sister. Her eyes were pleading silently, We can't be separated, not now! Emilia hoped she understood.

I thought for a minute, "Yeah, I guess." I shrugged, I wasn't about to get up, spots danced in my eyes whenever I made a movement that was to much. My head spun and my stomach was painful like a huge crap that made you cringe. I was so thankful for Rebecca, she was doing all this for me and I hadn't done enough for her to deserve it. I looked at her with my green eyes, silently saying, Thank you, I love you. I took a deep breath and calmed myself down, my breathing returned to normal and heart had stopped pounding. I guessed the color had returned to my face because I felt better than I had before.

Emilia remained silent, she knew not to speak. It would just make her more scared, the little girl's face was pale and terrified. She looked at the guy suspiciously, knowing he was about to do something but she didn't know what. Em didn't trust this guy one bit.

- Emilia

I looked at the glass and didn't have much of a desire for it. But I sat up slowly and took it from her, drinking it slowly. I took the glass from my mouth and set it on the bedside table, it wasn't empty but I'd drank a good amount. Once I felt it hit my stomach, I smiled. It felt good, like it hit the right spot and shocked energy into my blood. My wolf senses sharpened and I smelled something. Something coming from Rebecca... Her hand. "What wrong with your hand?" I asked, raising my eyebrow quizzically.

Emilia was freaked out by her sisters sudden change, her eyes grew wide and she felt like running away. But she was frozen with shock; this creep was in their house and her sister walked up and touched his cheek. Em wished she could tackle him to the ground but she didn't know what his reaction would be. She willed her legs to move so she could sit on the bed, watching the two warily. Her hair was a mess and her face was paler than usual. The small girl trembled, she could contain her fright anymore, it was to much.

I looked at her suspiciously, "He'll live, show me. Please, Rebecca." I begged with my eyes focused on her, her wound didn't smell right. My eyes betrayed how much I cared and wanted to help, I stood up and faced her, "Please?" I asked as I tucked her hair behind her ear. I gently touched her shoulder, my eyes lookin straight into hers, pleading silently. I could hear Kyle walking around, I rolled my eyes, he was such a idiot. My mom was asleep and I was intending to keep it that way, whenever you woke her up she turned grouchy and mean. While I thought, I kept my eyes focoused of the girl in front of me.

Emilia shivered, muttering under her breath, "If your a killer than kill yourself, retard." She didn't want to say that but she was so scared she couldn't help it. He made her nervous with that bleeding mouth. She flinched away with a small whimper when he had his knife again. Her body had goosebumps and she couldn't stop trembling. She tried to swallow the growing lump in her throat, trying not to cry.

I raised a eyebrow at her hand, I sat her down and kneeled down at her knees. I took her hand and gently unwrapped it, "It doesn't smell right... There's something wrong," i told her with my eyes focused on her hand. It was just a thin layer now and I sighed, shaking my head, looking up, "Why didn't you tell me?" He asked as he took the rest on the bandage. The smell for his sharp senses was heart wrenching and made him have to hold down the lump in his throat to keep himself for crying.

Emilia snuggled close to her sister, the killer in front of them made her want to lash out and kill him. Something in her sisters voice made her even more nervous, she was kind to the guy who had tried to kill them. Em would be really scared if she got with this guy. What did he say his name was? Junky the Killer? Emilia had no idea: