The Constellation Orion

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     Mahogany irises scan the mysterious cabin in the furthest section of the forest. He's never noticed this place before, and he doesn't recognize either of the scents inside. Slowly, the 18 year old werewolf stalks closer to the structure, listening to the duo of heart beats. One is completely steady, no blips, no speeding up, no slowing down. The other though, is the one that he's focusing on. The second beat is erratic, the beat speeding up multiple times while the male is listening.

     Suddenly, an inhuman shriek is heard. But it wasn't exactly one of fear, you could practically hear all the pain and hate that the 3 second scream.

     The were boy flinches and abandons all thought of sneaking in. He rushes to the oak front door, kicking it open while searching with his dark red eyes for the owner of that high pitched noise.

     Then he froze.

     Listening carefully to the almost perfect silence of the night.

     And darts to the left, narrowly missing an arrow that whizzed past his neck.

     He whips around, already baring his sharp canines at the offender.

     It was an older male, quite bulky, with graying sideburns and short rugged black hair. Creases form all over his face as it forms a sneer. His next arrow already in position.

     Knowing that this hunter is torturing someone in this cabin, the growling boy decides to get this man out of the way so that he can find the owner of this iron blood smell that pollutes the air.

     So when the next arrow flies at him, he dodges it and rushes towards the obviously inexperienced hunter, who was shocked to see the werewolf in front of him so quickly.

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     He shoves the man against the wall as hard as he can, effectively breaking some of the graying males ribs. The hunter makes a gurgling sound that probably means that his lung was punctured. The young adult drops him to the floor and listens carefully, trying to find the slightly erratic beat of someone else's heart. Wondering who the hunter was torturing, the Were took note of an old but locked door.

     Grasping the knob, he quickly twists it to the left, breaking it apart and falling to the floor. Leaving a hole where the knob was.

     Creeping forward, he pushes the door open, and stops.

     The room was completely bare and white, except for a table in the far left corner, and the object that held the boys attention was currently tied up sitting on the ground.

     It was a boy, around 17 or 18, hunched over with a hood from a hoodie over his head, a blindfold where his eyes were. His arms were tied tightly behind his back and his legs were tucked underneath him. The hoodie was unzipped and he wasn't wearing a shirt underneath, so you could clearly see all the bruises and cuts on his torso.

     His hair wasn't visible underneath the hood. But this boy is pretty pale, and he had no marks on his face. You could practically see his shaking, while the putrid stench of his fear was practically suffocating the blood eyed male.

     He pads over to the tied up teen, kneeling in front of him.
" Shh, it's OK, you're OK. I'm gonna untie you, alright? "

     The hooded figure flinches slightly, then just barely nods his head. Lifting his arms, the older teen moves the hood back, while the other one flinches repeatedly.
     When it was all the way back, the 18 year old man leans back and observed what was revealed.
     This boys hair was... Different. About 25% of the right was a light shade of gray, and kinda plastered to his head, while the other 75% on the left was dark gray with fringe swept to the left. Even though his eyes weren't visible, it was obvious that whoever he is, he's beautiful.

     Next, was the blindfold. But even as it was taken off, the strange guy kept his right eye shut. His left eye, that was partially hidden by his fringe, was an extremely bright shade of blue.

     It observed the mahogany eyed boy with a bizarre weariness. Like he somehow knew what would happen soon. It worried the were.

     " Is your eye in pain or something? I can help you if you'd open it, so I'd know what's wrong. " his deepish voice says. The younger looking boy flinches again but slowly opens his right eye to look up at the other male.

     What was shown definitely wasn't what was expected. There wasn't anything wrong with his eye, but it wasn't the same color as the other one. The right eye was a deep midnight blue, making it difficult to find his pupil.

     It was now painfully obvious that this boy is either a witch or related to one. Though other weres would be disgusted, this one doesn't feel that way. Seeing this guy tied, beaten, shaking, and obviously terrified, the red irised young adult felt the need to comfort him. To tell him that he'd be OK.

     But he didn't want to scare the poor boy even more, so the dude went behind him and untied him.

     The cut up boy tried to scurry away from the other, but the oversized hoodie he was still wearing made him fall on his face. So he curled up in a ball and whimpered to himself.

     The other male just sighed and began speaking softly.

     " Don't worry, I'm not gonna hurt you just because you might be a witch. Can I ask you some questions after I clean you up at my house? "

     Uncurling, the hetero chromic boy nodded but didn't look the other in the face.

     The bigger one of the two stood up and held out a hand for the maybe witch, who hesitantly took it and stood awkwardly, pulling the unzipped jacket around his skinny bruised frame. His head was right underneath the others chin, and he was quite scrawny compared to the others muscles.

     " Well, I'm gonna need to know your name though, OK? My name is Leon. Leon Degray. What's yours? "

     The duo haired male looked surprised, but scooted closer and glanced around nervously, as if someone may be listening.

     Finally he looks up directly into Leon's blood red eyes and barely spoke higher than a whisper.

     " My names Orion. Orion Black. Thank you for saving me Leon. "

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I'm sorry that I gave up on my other story. But hopefully I'll get farther with this one.

The next chapter will be a little different from this one, it took me three days to write this... Cry.

Anyway, until next time >_<

Kitsune