A Bad Idea Gets Worse Chapter Four

His smile widened. "Sounds like a great idea" he said as he followed her away from the party.

Hmm...this wasn't one of my brightest ideas, Everest thought to herself. I probably shouldn't be alone with him...Oh, well. The two of them walked along the shore, away from everyone else. As the firelight flickered into the distance, the beach grew steadily darker. Eventually, the sky around them was a dark grey, storm clouds brewing over their heads.
"I think it's going to rain again," Ever observed, turning to leave the beach. They had walked reached the end of the beach. The only thing they could do now was turn left and head up the street.
Suddenly, a thought hit her so hard that she stopped. Her jacket. She had abandoned it beside the pyromaniac. Really, what was she thinking? What was wrong with her? Everest cursed herself silently. She was such an idiot! Her black shirt was too thin to hide her wings if it got soaked. Sure, her wings were about the same color, but she wouldn't be able to hide their shape. How would she explain that to Caleb?
"On second thought," Everest said, wheeling around to face Caleb, her hands clasped behind her back, "I'm afraid I'm going to have to leave you. Something in dire need of my attention has just come up."

He frowned. His human side was sad as well as it watched on. "Oh that's not good to hear. Is it something that I can get you? I'm very fast" he suggested, shocked as he said the words

Everest could smell the rain now. It wasn't here, but it was definitely coming. Soon. "Yeah," she said, nodding nervously, but trying not to look calm. "You could...go get my jacket. I left it by the fire on the beach. Some idiot might be using it now or something. It might not even be there. I-" Everest stopped before she could break into tears. "I just need it."
At the beach, Taco felt dejected. He was standing on the outskirts of the group, watching the crowd. No one seemed to notice that he wasn't taking part in the festivities. No, notice wasn't the only appropriate word. No one cared. Taco glanced down at the ground, defeated and alone.
What was that? He squinted. It looked like a jacket, with a skull and crossbones on the back. He grinned. It was the leader's! Taco stooped down to pick it up. He inspected it more closely, turning the leather around in his hands. Yes, it was! He knew what he would do. Taco would keep this jacket safe until the boss called another meeting. Then, he'd hand it to her. Everyone would have to realize just how important he was, then!
Taco walked home, on the opposite side of the beach from everyone else. He tucked Everest's jacket underneath his arm, hidden from view.

He nodded. He took a sniff of the air to get her scent this quickly followed it back to where they were. He followed it where it was still strong, in her jacket.

Everest wrapped her hands tightly around her, her eyes flickering nervously to the sky. She could feel it, deep within her heart. Caleb wouldn't make it in time. It felt inevitable. Even now, the smell of the rain was becoming more intense. The sky whispered to her, it's beginning Everest swiveled around and dashed up the street, the sky ripping open behind her.
The doors at the side of the street were simply a blur to her. Everest picked the closest one and hurriedly ducked inside. Thankfully, it was just a cafe. People glanced up to stare at the girl panting furiously in the doorway, but that was it. Her back must not be soaked yet. Everest let out a sigh of relief. She plopped down into a chair, absently wondering why it rained so much.

He was so close and then it began to rain. Since someone else seemed to have it and be in motion, he wouldn't be able to follow it for long. The scent was potent but quickly fading. He growled lowly then headed back to where he had left Everest. She was gone. He followed her very faint scent into a cafe. He resisted shaking his hair like he wanted and felt himself weaken a little. Rain never helped him stay in that form

Everest waved from her seat at the cafe table. As Caleb made his way toward her, she drummed on the tabletop, watching the obnoxious rain splatter against the window. How would she get outside, if it kept raining like this? Caleb obviously hadn't found her jacket. What kind of werewolf was he, anyway?
"I had to get inside," Everest admitted. "Sorry. I would've waited for you, but the rain..."

He smiled at her. "No problem. Sorry I couldn't get your jacket. I lost...the trail I was following" he said slowly, just in case she didn't know his true identity.

"Really?" Everest said nonchalantly, glancing outside again. If he wanted to tell her he was a werewolf, he would have to say it outright. She sighed. "I'll have to get a new one, then. It wasn't actually mine. It was my brother's. He'll be devastated."

"I'm so sorry. We could maybe go find it after it stops raining..." he suggested, wanting to spend more time with her. It felt like he was desensitizing his werewolf sick hunger.

Everest laughed, though somewhat halfheartedly. It looked like the rain was simply pouring down harder. She sighed inwardly. This could take some time. "Like I said, it's not my jacket. I don't care if we get it back right now," Everest shrugged. "I'd just...really like to get home." Her eyes slid down to the table. Ugh. She felt like such a little kid. What was wrong with her? Why was she telling Caleb this? He didn't need to know anything about her. No one did.

He smiled softly and a tremor rolled down his spine. He didn't have too much longer in that form anyhow. "I'll walk you home. Or run you home, either one" he offered.

Everest peered miserably outside. No. She knew she shouldn't do it. She couldn't.
Wait. What was stopping her? A few feathers? Those could be explained away, hopefully. He would never have to find out. Everest stood. "Alright," she shrugged. "I'll go, but only if you can be fast."

He chuckled. "Fast is my middle name" he said as he escorted her outside, holding the door for her.

And you are? Chapter Three

Ah. So being a werewolf does make him forget things...like the fact that he hasn't hurt me at all. That would be a useful thing to remember, Everest decided. He could definitely be a scapegoat for all of the Reaper's late night festivities.
Everest considered what this strange boy could do for her. She didn't care about schoolwork, and people who had others do it for them were just unimaginative idiots. She would do something intelligent. Something interesting.
Everest looked at Caleb with what probably appeared to be disinterest. His eyes were pleading, begging for her forgiveness. She sighed inwardly. This Caleb was certainly no fun. She wanted to see the Caleb who might have hurt her in some way, the dangerous Caleb.
"Come down to the beach tonight," Everest finally said. "If anyone gives you any trouble, say you're looking for Everest." Of course, saying this was only guaranteed to cause him even more trouble. That would be the fun part. The bell ring, and Everest stood. "Later," she shrugged, slipping out the door. It was always best to leave, before your lies were unraveled.

He watched her go, very confused. How did she think that he was going to get there sanely? Would his wolf side even remember or know to do something like that? And if he had hurt her then why did she want him back? Maybe she...actually liked whatever disgusting and totally out of character thing he had done to her. But for then, he would worry about it alllll day. Then night fell Nd he changed quickly into wolf form to run down there. When he got close to his destination, he stopped and made himself into the human/wolf form. He walked down and asked for Everest.

Everest was in the back of the crowd at the beach. It was more of a party than anything else. Members of every tough gang in the area were there. The Reapers acted as bouncers, making sure that no random people made it into this party. It was just for them.
Everest snorted at that thought. The Reapers were by no means the toughest gang there. They didn't even place. The only reason they were hosting it on their turf was because of Ever. Everyone knew she was the toughest gang leader around. People who doubted that only had to hear her whisper their deepest, darkest secret in their ear. The others, the people whose secrets were bad enough that she didn't want to say them aloud, she simply fought. After an encounter like that, they knew better than to test her.
The other gangs there were full of a rough crowd. The ages varied. There were people with dozens of rings in their face, and wildly dyed hair that stuck out at odd angles. Others had big muscles and motorcycles. Some people had ripped leather jackets. One group was actually lead by a pyromaniac, responsible for several arsons in the area. It was a pretty dangerous environment to be in.
Everest sat on a log, warming herself by the bonfire. The pyromaniac sat beside her, gazing longingly at the flames and trying to flirt with her. She was uninterested.
Suddenly, there was a commotion at the far end of the beach. It was Taco. Oh, great. "You here to see who?" he shouted, waving around a stick. Everest rolled her eyes and turned back to the flame. "Ain't nobody coming here to see the boss! Who you think you are?"

He smiled smugly. "My name is Caleb and she knows who I am. She told me to come here earlier in one of my classes" he said, raising an eyebrow in question. Would he really have to fight this kid? It wouldn't even be a challenge

"Hey," the pyromaniac said, leaning closer. "Let's say you and me go and..."
"No," Everest said flatly, not even turning her eyes away from her hands. Then again, the pyromaniac was still gazing deep into the flames, his eyes deeply enchanted. Everest rolled her own. If he was going to try and flirt with her, he could at least look. What a loser.
Speaking of losers, what was happening on the other end of the beach? Everest turned to watch, slightly amused.
"You a lil' nobody, that's who!" Taco shouted, raising his arm and waving it like a madman. He glanced around at the crowd, looking for fuel. Everyone was laughing. Half didn't know what was going on, and the other half knew how weak Taco was. "I'll show you who da boss is! I'ma take you on!" Taco bellowed. He yanked his shirt over his head and tossed it to the ground. He gestured for the boy to come at him with a flick of his hands.
Everest laughed softly. This would certainly be good.

He sighed. He went at him, quicker than eyes could see (since werewolves have super speed), and gave him one good punch. The boy went flyig across the beach into a small sand hill. He flexed his hand then looked around, trying to spot the delectable and gorgeous Everest.

Everyone gasped, looking from Caleb to Taco. Everest found it funny, but not unexpected, that no one came to Taco's aid. In fact, after everyone realized what had happened, they started laughing. Taco brought himself to his feet and dusted himself off. "I-I wannut even doin' my best. But...I'ma beat you now!" he sputtered, trying to save face.
Everest stood up and brushed herself off. She would have to fix this before Taco seriously got hurt. The pyromaniac didn't seem too concerned. Everest rolled her eyes at that thought and slipped her hands into the pocket of her hoodie.
"Hey," she called out when she was just within hearing range. "What's going on?"

Caleb recognized her voice and he smiled a toothy, and somewhat sinister grin. "Well I was simply trying to find you, like you said earlier and I just moved the trash out of the way. Nothing too serious. I think it was actually a favor to get t off your hands" he said smoothly as she walked over to him. He analyzed her and definitely liked what he saw.

Everest smirked; she couldn't help herself.
"It's okay, Tac," she said, waving at him. "He's with me. You can calm down now." She walked back the way she was came, calling over her shoulder, "Come."

He smiled and followed her. This would be...interesting. What did she want from him? He knew what he wanted and how to get it, but what did intend to do to him? Ha, poor Caleb, the human side, would be baffled

Everest rested her hands in her pockets and turned to face Caleb. She made sure she was a certain distance from him. She had read his secret and knew what he wanted. She had no intention of doing something like that.
"You came," she stated obviously. "I kind of thought you would be a no-show."

He smirked. "Of course not. Your far too interesting to pass up" he said, laying on the compliments

Everest smirked back. She wasn't so easily wooed. "Oh, really?" she said, amused. She rolled her eyes dramatically, then grew serious. "I didn't invite you here so you could flirt with me."

The smirk didn't fall from his face. "Well then, what would you want with me?" he asked innocently.

Everest considered this. Why had she done this? Sure, it was to see if he were different at night. But why else?
"You're interesting," she said simply. "And this," she said, gesturing toward the party, "is not. Let's go."

In the Rain- Chapter Two

He sniffed the air and found that to be true. "Well I could have you back to wherever you need to be quickly" he suggested. So she could sense the rain. That was a plus, and definitely hot

Everest resisted the urge to roll her eyes. That would be juvenile. "No, thanks," she said, waving his offer away as she continued moving backward. "I'm a big girl. I think I can find my way on my own." Everest's eyes flickered to the sky, almost involuntarily. "Jaa mata ashita," she said, turning and walking away. Just as she did, there was a flash of lightning, a peal of thunder, and suddenly the sky was crying.

As it rained, the moon was harder to see and he could feel his form slipping a little and reverting back to his wolf form but he fought it. He walked away swiftly, very ticked off that he didn't get her. He was about to go after her when he heard drunken giggles and got into his form one more time and got his girls for the night. 2 mutant ones from some gang.

Everest made it home with no more mishaps. When she got there, she was completely drenched. For a while, she stood on the front porch, searching for her key. Drat. She had lost it, again. She shrugged. Her brother kept one under the pot beside the house. She used that one and opened the door.

He woke up the next morning and saw the two girls with him and cursed himself and his stupid wolf personality once again. He quietly got on clothes and left to his dorm. He looked like a normal person now, but could be vaguely associated with his wolf form, or so his friends told him. But now he was on his own since he moved and got sent there as a boarding school

Everest opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling. She was stretched out across her bed. She knew she had collapsed there after getting home, but she couldn't remember much of anything else. Her dreams had taken over as soon as she stepped inside her house. When she crossed the threshold, exhaustion filled her. She swayed on her feet. She was always tired. It was because of them.
She hated them. Dreams. They held the deepest secrets of anyone she was close to, which is why she made a point not to get close to the Reapers. The dreams showed her all the hopes and desires of random people, people she had passed walking down the street but would never see again. She got a glimpse into their lives. She actually saw them. Sometimes, the secrets, the secrets these people held inside of them, brought tears to Everest's eyes. She often found that she had been silently crying in her sleep.
Today, Everest wiped her eyes and slipped her feet over the side of her bed. It was time to go to school. If you could call it that.

He went back to his room, took a long shower and changed. Even though it wasn't his form that was doing it, he still felt gross in the morning. He didn't even know the girls that his other side had enticed them with. He then silently headed to class and sat in the back where he wouldn't be seen. If he looked at a girl too much, his other side would go after her especially for "them" and there was NO WAY he'd get control. He'd only gotten control once when he had gone after a girl that was matured past her young age of 12. He couldn't stand that and it awakened him and he stopped himself, having to leave the girl who wanted him already. He had ran home and forced himself to fall asleep. But he didn't want to go through that again. So he kept his head down.

Everest wandered into the classroom, running a hand through her hair. It was somewhat tangled. She usually didn't fix it or do anything with it at all. People were more afraid of her when she looked like a mess. There was probably something about her eyes. She couldn't help it.
"Well, thank you for finally showing up," the teacher said sarcastically. Everest simply shrugged and flopped into a seat in the back of the classroom. She was always late. He should just get used to it.

Caleb didn't look up when someone sat next to him. Why encourage his alter ego? There was no reason.

Everest dropped her eyes lazily to her desk, already zoning out. She always passed her tests because her "ability" told her all the answers. Sure, that was cheating, but she couldn't help it. Sorry, teach.
Everest's eyes flopped over to the desk beside her own. She saw the fingers of the person beside her and turned to look at his face. Her jaw nearly dropped open. It was that boy from yesterday! Everest scowled. He felt...different. Less freaky.
Also less interesting. She shrugged and turned away.

He felt someones eyes on him and waited until they had looked away. That girl seemed strangely familiar. But did he dare ask her if they knew each other? It would be his luck that his stupid wolf side had already conquered her. But he really did want to know, and that was something different. So he built up all his courage and looked at her. "Um, hi, I'm Caleb. Have we, um, met?"

Everest raised her eyebrows, only slightly amused. "Don't remember?" she said, resting her chin in her hands. She wasn't offended, just surprised. How could he not remember? Sure, it was a brief meeting, but it was only last night.
Everest's eyes slid over to Caleb's secret, which was circling around his head in elaborate lettering. "I'm a werewolf," it read. Oh, yes. He was a werewolf, wasn't he? That didn't quite account for memory loss. Or stupidity. She returned her gaze to her notebook.

He was very confused. "No. I'm sorry. Did I...did I hurt you?" he asked in a painful voice. He hoped he hadn't. He had never met anyone that he'd been with, he'd only met friends of them. And it felt dirty to him. He hated knowing what happened at night

Everest made her expression blank as she debated her answer. She could tell the truth, but that wouldn't be interesting at all, now would it? Honesty wasn't the best policy. It was just a last resort.
"Yeah," she said flatly, her eyes shining with rage and hatred. All those acting classes had finally paid off. "Yeah, you really did." Everest rolled her eyes angrily, in an attempt to hide her tears. She pressed a hand to her mouth and laughed bitterly. "You don't even remember."

He felt like the biggest jerk on the face of the earth. "Wait, I'm sorry, it's just that my power gives me an alter ego. So I don't remember what I do in this body! Please forgive me"

Lone Wolf+Dark Angel-Chapter One

Caleb was running around in the rainy night. He missed being at home where he lived down the street from a stripper joint (werewolf one of course) and that was always fun. He ran around in the treetops and looked for a predator. He heard college had lots of rowdy girls walking around

Everest leaned back against the car and sighed. The light from the slowly dying fire lit up her face, showing just how bored she really was. She couldn't believe she was wasting her time this way. The gang she was with-called themselves the Reapers-was weak. They usually went around town stealing things, fighting people. The Reapers were made up of all boys, basically, some adults. She was the only girl. Today, since there wasn't anything else to do, they had ventured to the beach. A big bonfire had been created. Now, they stood around aimlessly. This was tiring.

"I'm out of here," Everest announced, turning to leave. She stuffed her hands into her leather jacket. Her wings itched to be free, but she wouldn't dare let them out. She was the gang leader. She couldn't let on that she had wings. The Reapers knew she had powers, but they didn't know what they were. It would have to stay that way. Her abilities were nothing to be proud of.

He saw a fire and stopped, smelling around. He heard clearly a smooth, female voice, "I'm out of here," and then the crunching of schools. He smirked and held back a howl. He changed back into his human form, though it was drastically different then his usual human form. It was for emergencies only. He was more built, irresistibly handsome, and had an aluring aura around him that drew everything he wanted to him. His eyes were a piercing blue.He jumped down from the trees agilely and began to walk towards her. He could sense her powers but nothing strong. Not that it mattered. She was going to be begging for him soon enough.

Everest heard a sound, but didn't stop walking. There was a chance that it was just Taco, a loser from the Reapers. She had dubbed him Taco because he spoke with a fake Spanish accent and it irritated her. He was always following her around. But...Taco wasn't there today. Who the heck was it? Everest laughed quietly to herself. If it were someone friendly, they wouldn't be trying not to make noise, now would they? She hummed softly to herself. What would she do? Sure, she could fight them, but...she didn't want to do that today. She just wanted to head home and relax. She wasn't in the mood for this.

This is pretty much inevitable, Everest thought. She swore loudly, then said, "Darn, I forgot my lighter," and started to walk back the way she'd come. When she did this, she noticed the boy who had been following her. He was cute. He had eyes...they were strange. They sucked her in. She frowned.

"I'm a werewolf," he said to her. "And I want to kill you." Everest nearly stopped walking.

The strange boy hadn't really said anything. It was just her powers at work again. They screamed out at her whenever she saw people. Sometimes they were written words, sometimes they were spoken. They screamed out someone's deepest, darkest secrets. Everest was used to it by now. She'd heard many things said. But she'd never heard something like that.

"Hey," she called out, nodding in his direction.

"Hello" he said in his smooth voice that came naturally in such a form. The girl had almost stopped, hesitating before. Did her powers sense others to know what they are? Very few he had ever met had known what he was, and they ended up either running away (only one did) but the others still went with him.

Everest started to step past the strange boy. If he had a problem with her, now is when she would find out.

He heard her talking to herself, and almost laughed out loud. She didn't see him coming. But when she looked towards him then he readied himself. She actually said "Hey" to him. He could see that she liked him already and she was pretty bold. Most girls were shy when they saw him.She was about to step past him so he spoke up. "Where are you going on such a beautiful night?" he asked her charmingly. Maybe he could have her trust him first or maybe she was loose anyways.

Everest continued walking past him, then stopped. She was wary of stopping right beside him, where it would be easy for him to grab her wrist and keep her from moving. She turned to look at him, not smiling. "I don't really think that's any of your business," Everest shrugged. She didn't bother to apologize for it. After all, she wasn't in the wrong, now was she? She paused. "And it's not a beautiful night. It's going to rain soon." Everest could feel it in her wings. It would be raining in five minutes, and she wanted to be halfway home by then. She started to walk slowly backward.