The Big Hole Thalia She spent nearly 500 dollars just to get to Colorado, and she was sure someone had taken her family horde. She searched for nearly a week before she came across something startling. Her family horde...every bit of treasure and dollar had been moved into one massive plot with what remained of other families’ belongings. not stolen. But reburied. some else had to have survived. She couldn't find and clues though and waiting 2 days more did nothing but push her deeper into despair. She made a quick note, anyone worth contacting should understand the runes enough to figure it out. Then she set upon the bigger task. Selling off what she could for cash, which would be easier if she didn't have fake I. D’s and was under 18. She wanted to get away from her old home that held so many cruel memories and thought it easier to sell along the way back to West Virginia, so even if they thought twice about her she would be gone. Her strength was returning slowly, gods and spi

Chapter Thirteen Koin Koin didn't slow down until the apartment was in view. 1,500 and some odd miles covered in a little more than 6 hours. Koin crept through the yard smelling deeply, but he knew already. she was here. inside. He could see the lights off the lamp he had left for her displaying stars and colors across her walls and ceiling, splashing out onto the porch a bit as if she meant to share it with the world. Connor sat to watch as Koin shifted into human form, going to the small patch of grass Infront of the porch to get the shorts he had hidden under them *Don’t. Don’t let Azier...* Connor nodded shifting back to go around the building a little *I got you dude, he's just excited.* Koin looked back towards her window. He crept up to it slowly to peak in very carefully and breathed a small sigh of relief. She was sleeping. He couldn't help but smile, she looked so small and fragile, so at peace as she slept. His little doll, so full of fight and life. She was amazing. She

Playing Games Thalia Fine. If he wanted to play games then she would too. What was any giant, cocky macho man’s weakness? A damsel in distress. She could play innocent and confused just as well. Going off to the bed with him sounded appealing of course. He was hot even if he was a maniac. Still, your enemies closer right? She just needed to take it a step further. Spice things up a little...but..how? In a rush decision she took his hand, afraid a moment her grip was too tight, she shrunk her shoulders down and widened her eyes to look small and scared. He bought it! And even smiled! She looked around at the shadows and held in a giggle, boy was he easy to trick. Seemed like her every little emotion caught his attention. Her afraid of shadows? of the dark? the idea was more than laughable. Still...she had to admit there was something oddly enjoyable about holding his hand. He was warm and strong, his fingers clasping around her entire hand to her wrist, she hadn't really realized

Surprises and Bacon Koin Azier would not shut up. Like a hormonal teen wolf, he raced along the confines of Koins mind trying to push out. She was beautiful, perfect. And wet. Why was she so aroused? And looking at him like that? Every time he thought he was a step closer to understand her she changed. How was he supposed to keep up? He had gotten distracted with taunting Connor who had lost his chance with the twins this morning, but when they had settled again he noticed her staring at all of them with wide far away eyes. He came over to her slowly "Thalia?" he asked concerned. she seemed to jerk at that, but tried to cover it quickly by stretching "Yeah?" She said as casually as she could manage. he had seen it though, and she was being very careful still. he sighed deeply deflating slightly "Are you alright?" He expected her to say something along the lines of yes, but she didn't. instead, she cocked her head to the side, her stormy eyes taking in all of him it seemed "What'

War Unknown She had jerked awake that night, her chest pounding. What the hell was that? The presence seemed so familiar, but..changed somehow. changed from what? who was it? Family. she knew that much. She could feel her own lineage in the message, a calling. She had been dreaming of the days to come, the summer festival and her hope for Roiken to ask her hand. Then the images before her dissolved and a violent, harsh vision took shape. A massive church, the doors locked and Dagaz, the rune of Dawn, her family rune was painted on each wooden entrance, shaking and trembling as people screamed from the other side. Flames ignited, a path from the parking lot rolling and expanding to the base of the church, up the sides, scorching and growing as it engulfed the wood. It's time. It's time. That feirce determined voice beckoned her into the chaos, an invitation to join in this carnage. She sat in bed for a while, trying to steady her breathing, but she could hear others moving in the