amnesia [blaze]

Rubbing the side of his face, Cyrus groaned to himself as he grabbed his phone out of his pocket. Maybe he could text somebody to come and get him. He really didn't want to walk home. It was too early and a little chilly for him to be doing that. And plus, anybody that he would pass he would probably stare at him wondering if the poor boy was alright in the head or not.

After unlocking his phone, his face fell to a frown. He had no bars. Which meant if somebody was trying to get a hold of him, they would be hearing his answering machine or would just leave him a bunch of texts. "Great" he spoke to himself and quickly shoved his phone into his pocket. By now it was just a small brick since he had no signal. If a squirrel decided to attack him, he could use it as a weapon and throw his phone at the animal.

Running his fingers through his hair, Cyrus made a mental note to schedule a hair cut when he wasn't bombarded with homework and werewolf business. He needed one, but not as bad as Blaze did. At times it seemed like his hair was almost to a girly length. Of course he teased his friend about it, whenever he got a chance to he did.

Hearing somebody speak Cyrus paused. He had no idea how far away the person was from him. He just knew that the person was complaining about something and then had mentioned his own name. Standing still, this was the perfect time for Cyrus to get better to hear people. He just needed to make enough noise for the person to hear him. All day he had been groaning, so he kept at it.

Locking onto the voice, Cyrus smirked. Why it his dear buddy Blaze! Creeping up behind his friend, Cyrus walked out from a behind a tree that was close to Blaze. "Why Blaze what are you doing here?" he question, curious to know why his friend was out in the woods at about six in the morning. It made no sense really. "Somebody would think you were up to something." he added, deciding to quote from Harry Potter.


WORDS:; 219
OUTFIT:; here
TAGGED:; Blaze Voltolini
NOTES:; I left it blank if they knew about each other being part of the supernatural world

Cyrus rolled his eyes as his friend commented on the condition of the muffin that he was eating. "Seriously?" he asked and shook his head. "I'll buy you lunch later, I'll buy you a sandwich of some sort. Besides, if you got that muffin from home I am sure that there is more there." he commented.

When Cyrus had been bitten, the first person he told was his best friend. Well actually he told him that some weird creature bit him and that he though it was a wolf. He wanted to tell his brother figure; Stiles, he just wasn't sure how he would react to it.

Cyrus groaned at the mention of a full moon. Was it really a full moon last night? He had no idea, with how much homework and studying he had been doing, Cyrus had forgotten to write it down on his calendar. "Really? I thought it wasn't going to happen for like another month!"

Watching his friend pull out wolfsbane from a notebook in his pocket, Cyrus gave him a confused look and froze. He had watched a bunch of movies on the old school horror monsters so he knew of wolfsbane & what they did in the movies. He had no idea how it would react to him in real life. Would it harm him? Or just make him act goofy as if he had taken a bunch of painkillers from a doctor? He had no idea and was honestly scared to find out.

"Okay Porter one, why do you carry around a small sprig of wolfsbane?" Cyrus asked, curious to hear the answer. Cyrus only called Blaze by his real name when he was teasing him or was really concerned about something. And right now, Cyrus wasn't teasing about anything at all. Why did his friend have that? Where on Earth did he find it? "And two, what do you plan on doing with that?"


WORDS:; 319
OUTFIT:; here
TAGGED:; Blaze Voltolini
NOTES:; I left it to where Cyrus doesn't know that that Blaze is part of the supernatural world

Cyrus groaned as Blaze went on to whine about a muffin and how lunch was so far away. "Okay fine! How about brunch then? You can still get your muffin and I can get whatever I want, which will probably be a sandwich because a BLT sounds really good right now." Cyrus told Blaze, hoping it would shut him up. Brunch wouldn't be that far away, only like an hour or two depending on where they went.

"Yeah no." Cyrus admitted. That was something he had forgotten to memorize; the moon cycles. Instead of learning that, he had a Kingdom Hearts marathon. On a Friday night he played the first game. Second night he skipped Chain of Memories & dove straight into the second game. Third night he played Birth By Sleep. He wasn't going for a 100%, he just loved the games and was in a mood to play them. "I was studying the cycles of the Keyblade. And I know it happens every month, I just thought that this one already passed."

Cyrus was use to Blaze hanging on. Hell every once in a while a few people from school asked if he and Blaze were a couple. Of course he always told them no, that he had known him since they were young (well younger). But in the back of his mind, Cyrus did have feelings for Blaze. Would he ever admit it? Hell no.

Listening to his buddy speak, Cyrus paused. Werewolves had guides? Why didn't anybody tell him this? He was literally a lone wolf and was learning all of this on his own with his only help being whatever he read from comic books to what he saw on the television & Blaze. "A werewolf slave? Can't ever said that I have. I always thought the werewolves were the slaves. Or so that's how a lot of media portrays them."

"Emissary" Cyrus repeated to himself. It was a word he had only heard a few times. Druid he had heard multiple times from different types of video games like the ones people would play online. "Okay hold on" Cyrus said once Blaze was done talking about what he was. "So you were born as an Emissary, and you didn't tell me until just now?" he questioned, feeling anger slowly boil up inside of him. "Because when I got bit, I didn't go to a hospital. I told you and nobody else. I didn't even tell the person I view as my big brother." he admitted, sure maybe he should have told Stiles first. But instead he told his best friend. And now his best friend decided to reveal that he was also in the supernatural world?


WORDS:; 449
OUTFIT:; here
TAGGED:; Blaze Voltolini
NOTES:; Cyrus is only a little mad

Cyrus did not want to get mad at Blaze, it was just happening. Honestly it made no sense to him. And if he tries to make sense of it, it made him even more angry. it was obviously a lose-lose situation for the young werewolf. "And do you think I would have just stopped being your friend?" Cyrus questioned his friend. Sure he probably would have assumed that his friend was crazy. But he knew that his friend would never lie to him.

Taking a deep breath, Cyrus balled his hands into fists. If he dug his claws into his hands, he wouldn't hurt his friend. Only himself. Then his friend had said something that had actually caught Cyrus off guard. "Hold on" he said and released his grip on his hands, blood dripping out of the wounds. "Your mom seriously thought we were sleeping together? Where on Earth did she ever get an idea like that?" he questioned with a laugh.

By now, Cyrus was more calm than he was a minute ago. But it still bugged him that his friend didn't wait until now to tell him. Taking a deep breath, Cyrus looked over at Blaze. "Look, I'm sorry for getting angry. But seriously. You could have told me. I would thought you weird for a while. But I know that you don't lie to me." he told Blaze.

Seeing that the small wounds on his hands had healed up by now, Cyrus wrapped his arm around Blaze's shoulder. "Alright, so you said you walk this path to my house?" he question, remembering his friend had said something similar along those lines. "Well lead the way then. That way we can get to my house, I can change out of these dirty pajamas, and we can buy you another stupid muffin."

WORDS:; 300
OUTFIT:; here
TAGGED:; Blaze Voltolini
NOTES:; Enjoy

Cyrus rolled his eyes at Blaze's comment. Just because everybody else had left his friend, it didn't mean that he would. Cyrus was different. Aside from being a werewolf, Blaze was Cryus' only friend as well. Sure he did talk to a lot of people, but that's all that it was, talk.

"Really? Everybody?" Cyrus questioned Blaze with a small laugh. Shaking his head, he smiled. He was much calmer now, obviously. "Well I had no idea that my friend was such a slut. To be honest, I am shocked. And now I feel dirty, you may wanna go take a shower before touching me again." he joked.

"Uh Blaze, it's a little hard for me to find a werewolf pack when I don't know any other werewolves." Cyrus said, not wanting to pop his bubble. Shrugging his shoulders, Cyrus looked back at Blaze. "Kind of pops your idea on the whole me finding a pack thing. But" he said with a smile as an idea formed inside of his mind. "I could make my own pack. And you can be in it! That way I am technically part of a pack. that way you don't die by the hands of your mother. And we can figure everything out. Together." he smiled.

Hearing that the countless times Blaze had spent the night, his friend had actually walked to his house rather than being dropped off, Cyrus blinked. "Wow" he said and shook his head. At times he thought his step mother was strict, but Blaze's mom took the cake on that. "Your mom really needs to chill on this whole thing."

Cyrus rolled his eyes, in a playful manner, as his friend became ecstatic at the idea of him getting his muffin. "It's only a muffin Blaze. They aren't even that filling. And I am not lazy. I am just really tired, you try blacking out and attempting to remember what had happened. It's a little hard to do that."


WORDS:; 326
OUTFIT:; here
TAGGED:; Blaze Voltolini
NOTES:;

Cyrus rolled his eyes as his friend went on to saying how hot he was. Cyrus chuckled as he listened to him. "Since when have you ever been this into your looks?" Cyrus questioned Blaze. He wasn't going to complain. Blaze was attractive. How he was single was a slight mystery to the young werewolf.

Moving out of the way of a tree, Cyrus watched as Blaze went into some sort of trance. It was obvious that his friend really did walk this path every Saturday morning. In his opinion, his friend needed a new hobby. "Wow you really weren't kidding about walking this path everyday." he said and chuckled at the end of his sentence.

"You know" Cyrus paused, trying to think of how he was going to word his sentence. He wanted to word it carefully without Blaze either picking on him mercilessly but to give him a little bit of a hint that he did have feelings for the Emissary. "If for some reason one day you don't want to go and find flowers and what not, you can always come over and catch up on some sleep." he suggested.

Cyrus shook his head at Blaze's comment about the pack idea. "No no dear Blaze. Between you and me, I am the alpha. While you might have abs. I have claws, heightened senses and my dyslexia is gone. And look at me, I have gotten so much hotter than I was." he said and pointed at himself. If Blaze could be cocky about his appearance, then so could Cyrus.

"Okay but I don't like deer that much. Last time I ate it, it tasted really weird. I don't think my step mom cooked it all the way through or she added something really odd to it. I saw she had cinnamon out but that could have been my sister, cause she was making hot chocolate." Cyrus explained his disliking for deer. "But cow, yeah cow sounds good. Steak & hamburgers" he nodded his head. Now he was hungry for those as well. "Okay seriously, how much longer? Because I am starving and all of my money is in my room." he questioned his Druid friend.


WORDS:; 364
OUTFIT:; here
TAGGED:; Blaze Voltolini
NOTES:; enjoy~