close your eyes and (P R A Y) - FENRIR

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The moon was full and bright as Jasper walked the path back up to the castle, the path he was walking led past the whomping willow, which had been planted on the edge of the forbiden forrest for go knows what reason. He had been serving a detention for being late to a class. It hadnt really been his fault, the sleeping daught his brother had made him for the lsst night had worked to well so he had slept through his first two lesson and half his third lesson. He hadnt meant to, but the teacher was a new one, and didnt really get what was happening anf he sighed. It had gotten dark quick, and the teacher hadnt let jasper go until a few minutes ago. He pulled his black jacket around his body tighter, the wind running through his hair as it blew through the grounds, bringing an icy chill with it, one that made chills run up the back of Jaspers spine.

His eyes glanced around as the wind blew through the leaves and made them move, his frown grew as he watched them move and he shook his head slightly. He thought back to the last time he had been on his own. He had been attacked by his father, according to his brother, he still couldnt remeber, and even though Seyton was trying with memory charms and potions, he just couldnt remeber it. Though he did bear the scars on his back from it. He sighed and ran his hand through his hair. He had had to call off his date with Nikki tonight, he had had it all planned. He had been going to take her up to the astronomy tower, before the moon had gotten too full. His eyes glanced up at the table, where she was probably fast asleep in the ravenclaw tower.

He looked around and was kinda regretting not avoidning this detention and copping the flack from it the next day, after all, what would Seyton say. He had warned him off walking on his own, or being out on his own, and being on a full moon he was sure sey would curse him from here to sunday if he found out. But it was done now, and it was happening. He quickened his pace slightly, his feet moving against the grass siletntly as he did. Something snapped behind him, and he froze. He turned around slowly, and suddenly he knew, he knew that tonight, was going to be the night he would die . . or suffer a fate worse than death . .

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] You're gonna catch a cold From the ice inside your soul The Words: 382 The Tagged: jasper greyback The Notes hehe let the fun begin He could feel it, the ever familiar presence of the full moon. The pull was strong and the wolf was excited to finally get to run on the grounds of Hogwarts again. He made his way towards the forbidden forest with the last rays of sunlight and would have entered the forest and gone deep into it had he not smelt the scent of his son. What was his second youngest son doing out when the moon was getting ready to rise? He sniffed the air and caught the scent of a professor. It was fresh but faint, as if the professor had left a while ago. Well now, the alpha werewolf was certainly curious. If he could drag Jasper into the forest, he could get his wish at biting the boy and changing him. He licked his lips, his mouth already watering at the thought of having fresh blood in his mouth. The sun had set rather quickly and yet Jasper was still on the grounds. Well now either he was stupid, or the professor that had left him was an idiot. Did no one know that tonight was the first night of a full moon? And what was even better was there was no bloody Seyton around. He looked up at the moon, feeling the effect taking hold of him. His eyes had already shifted, he could see everything much clearer with his wolf eyes and his nails were painfully growing and hardening into claws. Fenrir didn’t have much time before the change completely took effect. He told his wolf to wait, that they needed the boy in the forbidden forest and away from prying eyes. The wolf understood and although pain wracked his body, the wolf was cooperating. Jasper was leaving? He couldn’t have that and so he took a step forward, a twig snapping under his foot. His son turned and he could see the horror in his face, smell the sweet scent of fear. "Jasper my boy," he spoke, his voice was hoarse, "Its time." He moved, circling around the boy, stopping in front of him, there was no way he was going to allow Jasper the freedom to run towards the castle, no he'd rather him run towards the forest, or even better the Whomping willow. created by ADE! Pb-ified by WILL

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The twig snaped and Jasper couldnt help the flare of fear that rose through his body. It was only natural, and then he was face to face with the man who was his father. Seyton had told him all about what had happened last time, and he really wished he was in his in his common room with his friends or laying with Nikki in the far corner of the library where it was safe and no one there was going to hurt them. He couldnt help the snarl that ripped from his mouth at the man as he stepped back, his feet quet on the damp ground beow him. He circled as he did, having no choice but to move further from the caslt that he would have liked, Right now he was really wishing that he had thought to bring a bone. Maybe he could have just thrown it and distracted his father as he ran.

He had the natural flight or fight nature, and he was much smaller than his father, not as experienced, and not as strong either. He bit his lip as his hand closed around his wand, his head going though all the possible scenarios of how to get out in his head. And so far all of them pointed to him having to run. And get the bite everyone so dreaded. He shook his head and he looked at him. "Hello again father . . i'd say it's good to see you again . . but after last time .l . i'm thinking it isnt" He said cooly, his feet still moving under him as he attemted to keep fenrir cirlcing, hoping to get close enough to the castle to raise the alarm or to find help from someoboyd, one of the teachers, or even better, his older brother.

But as the full moon shone down on him, having moved out of the shadow of the tree, his eyes changed to a light color, to almost a yellow, and his pupils turned to slits as he watched his father. Jasper had always been part werewolf, he'd been able to change parts of his body on a ful moon, growing fangs and his nails becamse onger and sharper. He was considerably braveer in the moon, as it the moon fueled his desire for blood and he snarled again slightly as he heard his father speak. "Yeah . . it's time . . but it's not time for me to loose what ever chance I have at a life . . not yet" He looked at Fenrir and took a step back toward the forrest, the moon blocking all common sense he had had a few minutes ago, any reason to go find help had been shoved out of his head, and the wolf in him wanted a fight. Oh that stupid wolf.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] You're gonna catch a cold From the ice inside your soul The Words: 424 The Tagged: jasper greyback The Notes n/a Even in the face of danger, his son was still pretty cocky, oh but that was all about to change, Fenrir was going to have the last say this time, no matter what Jasper said or did and no matter who came to help him or not. There was no stopping Fenrir. He was pure wolf and his desire for blood was the strongest on the full moon. Once more he licked his lips, wondering how long his wolf could keep the transformation at bay. Jasper was out of the shadows and he caught the glimpse of yellow eyes. Ah so his wolf was trying to break free. Fenrir flexed his fingers, feeling the pain and yet at the same time, feeling the power that was flowing through them. All it took was for him to grab someone and they were as good as dead. He was the best there was, there was no mistaking that. What was that about losing the life he had? Ha what life? "You're life has been nothing. You will realise that once you become what you're truly meant to be," he spoke again, his voice sounded more feral with every word he spoke. His gums tingled and before he knew it his teeth had burst from his gums, all white and ready to bite. He couldn’t quiet close his mouth with his wolfish teeth, but at least he had the ability to bite and change Jasper now. He took a step forward, answering Jasper's snarl with a deep throaty growl of his own. It was both a warning and a promise to Jasper that his life was going to change this night, that he was going to get the bite. It was inevitable. Whether or not the kid wanted it was not his choice, he was the alpha it was his choice and if he wanted his son to be a full wolf, then so be it, no one went against the alpha...except for Seyton, but that was another story. It would be much better if Jasper came willing, he would make sure not to hurt him too much. But he had a feeling that his son was going to be too stubborn and fight him, perhaps Jasper would be lucky to live through the night if it came down to that. "Don't try and fight me boy, you know you won't win. Seyton's not here to save you, come here now boy," he ordered his son, his wolf throwing all its strength and authority into the demand. created by ADE! Pb-ified by WILL

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Jasper snarled as his father told him his life had been nothing. Izt had been everything up till this very moment. But he was wary, that what Fenrir had said was true. What if this did change everything? What if Nikki wanted nothing to do with him, the friendships he had fought to have with people, the bond he had with his gryffindor siblings, what if after what was about to happen (Jasper was smart enough to not even try to deny it was going to happen) everything . . changed. He was scared of becoming the monster his father was, hated by all, and revered by some creeps who had nothing better to do with their lives than sit and mope and gawk at someone who was about to be come a has-been. There was no way fenrir could keep this up for long, which is why he was biting his children. Or thats what Jasper thought anyway.

The wolf in his was figting him again, chomping at the bit Jasper had shoved in his mouth to keep him reigned down inside him, and the eye were the first sign he was emerging, Jasper tried to blink, his eyes flashing between blue and yellow for a moment, but something snapped inside him and his eyes stayed Yellow, the wall around the wolf falling too, something about having his father right in front of him, the alpha, was harder than he though, harder than it had been before, and harder to fight. But Jasper wasnt giving up anytime soon. Or so he hoped.

Jasper saw his father's teeth and he took a setp back, his instinct driving him back slightly, the wariness showing, he wasnt a seasoned wofl, even if he was only a halfling, and he had supressed emotions an senses for so long, with sleeping draughts and will power that this all seemed foreigh to him, his vision had changed slightly, it was sharper, his eyes cathing more movment than normal and his eyes glowed in the moonlight. Another snarl ripped out of his chest, a sound of pride and defiance as he spat the words at his father. "I dont need anyone to save me! . . I'll win on my own . . whether I live . . or if I die! . . I'll do it n my own" He said, the determination heavy in his voice, his stubborn and some would probably even say fiesty side (he had his mother to thank for that) showing.

He kept backing up, his heels making no sound as he hit his feet against the dirt lightly, nothing he did was moving toward fenrir, and while he was moving he was cirlcing back toward the forrest, a dangerous move, but it was safer to lead him into the forrest, and away from the castle, where his sister, his girlfriend and his brother were hopefully, asleep. Well he knew Seyton wouldnt be, Sey was probably locked in his room in the castle, which was better than him being out there. "You want me . . come and get me" He saidl the challange rising up in his voice as he felt his foot hit a log, a boundary of the forrest and he climbed back easily, having thew higher ground was an advantage in any fight, though Jasper was thinking this would turn into a chase, one he could hopefully keep up till morning. He wasnt stupid enough to think he could beat fenrir, but he was younger, all he had to do was outrun him.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] You're gonna catch a cold From the ice inside your soul The Words: 640 The Tagged: jasper greyback The Notes sorry he didnt really talk much He knew what was next with the transformation from man to beast. His bones would snap and fuse, shaping them to fit the skin of the wolf. He could feel the familiar tingle running up his legs and he instantly reprimanded the wolf for not trying to hold the change back as much as he could. The moon had only risen not long ago, as soon as it reached a point in the sky, he knew he'd not be able to hold back, that the change would happen whether he had Jasper where he wanted him or not. Fenrir was running out of time, something he wished he could have more of at this moment. Jasper was not going to make this easy, he wondered if his son would live to see the next day if he kept resisting. All he wanted to do was one simple bite and then he'd leave him for the night. He wouldn’t have to chase and maul the kid. It was much better to be bitten like he was now, rather than after the change had been completed. Didn’t Jasper think of that? Did he really want to feel the pain, to know that Fenrir could tear his skin off all for the sake of tasting blood. He defied his orders, something he figured the kid would do. He didn’t need anyone to save him, brave words he thought as he laughed, the sound a mixture of wolf and human. Did Jasper really think he could win over a fully fledged werewolf, one that had many years over him, one that had fought in a war and lived, one that have been to Azkaban and wormed his way out of it...one that was his father. Stupid boy, he thought, shaking his head slowly. With every step Jasper took, Fenrir took one as well, trying to keep the distance between them from opening up. He didn’t want his son to run, if this was Adrian, he would have been at his side, already having accepted the bite. But Jasper was not Adrian, was not one of his prized children. "You want me . . come and get me." Oh a challenge, he thought. He loved challenges and his wolf loved them even more. Bad move on the kid's part. Did the kid want to fight him? If so, he wouldn’t life to see the light of tomorrow, if he intended for Fenrir to chase him, well the werewolf was faster on four legs, he could run for a longer time. Any predatory animal loved the feel of the chase and of chasing its prey. Yes that was what Jasper would become if he ran: prey. It was better for the Gryffindor to comply with him, to get the bite now without being shredded to pieces and accept his fate. Fenrir growled, his eyes darting around, looking for something he could use to pin Jasper against. He caught the sight of a large thick tree and knew immediately what it was. He knew of the passage leading to the shrieking shack. If Jasper knew of it and tried going for the passage, well then all the better for him. It was the only way in and out of the shack in Hogsmeade. He needed to get Jasper closer to the tree; maybe he could use it to aid him. "Do you really think you can outrun something on four legs?" he asked, moving once more, trying to 'herd' Jasper towards the tree and away from the forest, "You're more naive than I thought. That will all change, just one little bite, boy, it wouldn’t hurt that much." He was trying to distract the kid as it took a couple of steps closer to him, hoping he'd move towards the Whomping Willow like he hoped he would. created by ADE! Pb-ified by WILL

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Now it was Jasper's turn to laugh. He raised his eyebrow at the older werewolf in front of him and he shook his head. Did the older male really think thats what he was going to do? Wow, Jasper was starting to wonder how he had become the most feared and powerful werewolf in the magical world. He shook his head, his eyes looking at his dad and he shrugged his shoulders. "I dont ever remeber saying I wanted to outrun you" He said with a raise of his eyebrows and he glanced around, trying to think like his father would, he could see the whomping willow and all it's limbs moving about, trying to hiut a bird or something obviously and he looked back at his father.

He was thinking that his father might try to herd him to it, Jasper wasnt stupid, he probably got that from his father too, the ability to think strategicly and the ability to see things how they would play out and not just in his head. He listened to him speak and he shook his head. "I'm naive? . . I'm not the one trying to attack a student on school grounds . . " He said, half snarling as he looked at his father. He needed to get him away from the castle, and away from the siblings he had that werent full werewolves. Echo, and hell he'd even try and protect Adrian from being bitten, even though the little shit of a kid had it coming. He gripped his wand, still in his pocket and as his father circled around so did Jasper, though, it was in the opposite way. "It's not going to work Dad" He said as he kept backing toward the forrest. Though the move brough him closer to fenrir, it would take him farther from the castle.

He took a step back, his body moving and suddenly he was taking off, he wanted to stay and fight, the wolf instinct rising up in him as he ran, but the need to protect those he felt in his pack, was stronger than the challenge of staying and fighting Fenrir. He leapt over a log, and his legs pumped him forward faster than he had ever run before, taking himself and hopefully his father further away from the castle. Bounding around tree's he didnt stop to listen to see if fenrir was following him, though he knew he would, Fenrir had already said tonight was the night he would die or be turned, but Jasper wasnt planning on dying. He'd stop running when the time was right. Lost in his thoughts for a secnd too long Jasper felt his foot hit a log, and he was suddenly falling over himself and he slid along the ground, laying in the middle of the clearing and he pushed himself to his feet, hearing something in the tree's behind him and his body moved in a circle, his eyes moving as he moved, trying to get a glimpse of his father.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] You're gonna catch a cold From the ice inside your soul The Words: 524 The Tagged: jasper greyback The Notes n/a Well wasnt that what he was thinking, not that he'd know, he just assumed that was what Jasper had meant, that he'd try and outrun him all night long. A small wrong assumption on his part, it still didnt change the outcome of the night. Jasper was going to get bitten, the wolf within would not give up until he had sunk his teeth into the kid's flesh. How dare he call him naive, he knew exactly were he was, he knew exactly what he was doing and he didnt give a damn whether or not anybody saw. Not going to work, oh he didnt know that, and obviously he underestimated Fenrir's determination. It bloody well was going to work. He saw Jasper turn and run towards the forest. He was about to follow, having only taken one step when he felt the bones in his back crack. Damn it he cursed his wolf as he peered up at the sky. The moon was bright, round and high in the dark sky. His legs buckled from underneath him as the transformation took hold, breaking and molding his bones, muscles and everything else to fit into the wolf shaped body. His mouth elongated. Pain burst at every break, at every stretching of the body. He was on his hands and knees, watching his hands shift to paws, his claws digging into the dirt, getting a good feel of the ground. And just when he thought it was all over, he felt the familiar tingling as grey fur sprouted from his skin. He stood on his hind legs and howled at the moon. He knew many would have gone through the exact shift. His wolf merging with his mind, forcing the more human side of it back. This was war now he thought. Jasper had the chance to be bitten without too much pain but he had just made it a whole lot worse for him. Sniffing the air, the alpha wolf easily caught the scent of his son, the wolf's nose smelling scents more easier. A rough tongue ran over his teeth before lowering his front paws back to the ground, digging into the dirt once more before pushing forward, feeling the power in his newly formed muscles. He loved running in his wolf form and he loved it even more when he had prey to chase. He could smell fear. He ran in that direction and soon enough he caught sight of his son through the treeline. Younger werewolves would have been brash, would have gone straight for Jasper, but Fenrir was no young pup, he had taught his wolf patience. Circling Jasper, he kept himself hidden. How could he drive his son towards the Whomping Willow he wondered. He heard a faint howl in the distance, whether whoever it was had just finished their transformation, or answering his howl, he didnt particular care. All he cared about at the moment was in the clearing. He could hear the thrashing of the Whomping Willow, they must be close, he realised, good. This time he emerged from the treeline and prowled towards Jasper. created by ADE! Pb-ified by WILL

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Jasper frowned and kept circling, trying to hear where his father was and all the while he was trying to concentrate, using his heightened senses to try and sniff out his father, to try and hear where his father's paws would be hitting the ground and he kept his eyes on where the sounds were coming from. He wasnt an idiot, he didnt try to run again, but he had seucceded in what he had wanted to do, get him away from the castle, he figured Fenrir wouldnt be heading back to the castle after this. If he bit Jasp tonight, well Jasp figured he'd stay to see if Jasper survived the bite, and if he killed him he'd probably have to hightail it out of there before someone noticed Jasper was missing, since he was supposed to be seeing Seyton tonight after his detention, it wouldnt take long for the alarm to be raised.

He ran his hand through his hair and he kept his ground, he could hear the whomping willow, so he had run a bit closer to that that he thought, oh well, it was still far enough away from the castle to achive his goal and he bot his lip hard and tried to not show the little fear he had about this. He wasnt scared about dying, no that wasnt something that scared him much, just spooked him a little, since he didnt know what was after life. But turning? Being like his father? thats what really freaked the boy out and he stepped forward suddenly, moving toward his father now, hearing his feet and the slight russtling, and Jasper could feel the break in the breeze where something was blocking it and he stood. Waiting.

ooc - - sorry it's so late!! and so short!

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] You're gonna catch a cold From the ice inside your soul The Words: 315 The Tagged: jasper greyback The Notes tis fine. sorry mine's short as well THE The wolf paused in his steps. Why wasn’t Jasper running, this was no fun at all, he wanted to catch his prey in the heat of the chase. Maybe Jasper thought he had nowhere to go. Had he actually backed Jasper into a corner with no way out, so to speak. Perhaps Jasper had come to his senses. The wolf cocked its head to the side, studying the boy in front of him. That’s when he heard it, the familiar sound of branches moving and hitting the ground. The Whomping Willow, they were closer, maybe too close for Jasper's liking, but he could put his original plan into action. Fenrir grunted, the wolf version of a laugh. By the end of the night, he would have successfully bitten Jasper, or killed him, either one worked fine for him at the moment, although he really didn’t want to kill his son. Didn’t the Gryffindor know not to run when a wild animal was near, it would only spark their hunting instinct, stupid boy, Fenrir thought as he took a step closer to Jasper, testing the boy's reaction. Was he going to run again, or stay and get bitten. The wolf's gaze slid towards the sound of the Whomping Willow, it was oh so close, just past the tree lines on the other side of Jasper. He took another confident step towards the kid, opening his mouth, showing off his gleaming fangs, dripping with saliva. He was so close to tasting the boy's blood, to be able to sink his fangs into whatever flesh he could bite first. He didn’t care where he bit him, as long as it was done. Only a few steps separated them now, he could smell the victory in the air. The wolf growled, warning Jasper not to run again or he would be anger with him, more than he was now. created by ADE! Pb-ified by WILL

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Jasper saw his father take a step closer to him, well, if this thing could be called his father right about now, having only ever heard of them, and knowing what they were through feeling, not seeing, Jasper was a little shocked at what the werewolves lookedl ike. He felt his hear thunder against his ribcage, the flight instint was bubbling up in his head, the natural war raging in him on whether to stay and take what was coming, or run as fast as he could and fight for all it was worth. While the struggle was going on he knew the animal in front of him was getting closer, and closer, he could feel the presence of it close, even though he wasnt registering it was there, his eyes never leaving the beast for a second as he re-thought about his fate.

His eyes glancing at the animal shifted toward the tree line, knowing if he stayed here, he'd probably had a far greater chance of surviving being bitten, he just was kinda counting on the fact Fenrir's self control was, as good as his siblings had tried to convince him it was, after all, they were still on his back about being bitten. Well Jasper guessed this would change that, he'd be on their side, at least in the sense he'd be a werewolf, after all, no matter what happened, he'd die before he turned to the dark side, the light had much more benifits, or so he was thinking. He glanced at Fenrir and he heard the growl, Jasper didnt flinch, nor bat a lid or raise his eyebrow, though he did say simply, trying to keep his voice level and even. "I guess you win . . . " A hint of resentment in his voice, but knowing he couldnt go back on his choice now, the choice that he hoped would keep his family safe for at least another month.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] You're gonna catch a cold From the ice inside your soul The Words: 402 The Tagged: jasper greyback The Notes n/a He could hear the pounding of Jasper's heart as if he were standing right beside the boy. The wolf brushed its tongue over his lips and teeth, although the boy wasn’t giving out as much fear as he hoped he would, it was still going to be a sweet, sweet victory. He had everything planned out, Zmeyette and Adrian were to look after their newly bitten brother, turn him to their side whilst keeping him away from that blasted Seyton. And by doing that, he could use Jaedyn, he was more of the son that Fenrir wanted, he never seemed to question his actions. Jaedyn was everything he wanted in a son. Seyton wouldn’t know what hit him, he wouldn’t win against Jaedyn, not when he and the loyal ones back him up. Wolves were stronger in a pack and Seyton had no pack. He was weak and pathetic. A deep growl came from his throat. This was not the time to think of the wretched son, this was the time to have his fun with Jasper before delivering him the bite. The Gryffindor didn’t seem to move, didn’t inch backwards. At last, Fenrir thought, the kid saw sense. He knew that there was no way he'd survive the not without being bitten. Even his words had the tone of what sounded like defeat. Oh but Fenrir wasn’t finished with him, he wanted to make Jasper pay for having to chase him. He took the remaining for steps towards the boy, showing enough self control not to pounce on him and have his way. Instead he turned on his side, raised his hand and back handed his son with as much werewolf strength he could muster, hoping that it sent the boy straight towards the Whomping willow, where he'd watch the tree do the dirty work of beating up the kid for him. Why would a father what such a thing for his child, it was simple, he wanted to teach Jasper a lesson, that he was the alpha, the boss and that his word was the law of all werewolves. That anyone who dared oppose him would suffer the consequences. It didn’t mean that he didn’t love his son, for he did, and he would love him even more when he was a full werewolf who saw that what he was trying to do was for the good of all werewolves. created by ADE! Pb-ified by WILL

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Jasper moved his eyes as he watched the form of the wolf, that was his father, move toward him, his brown eyes followed the movment of his paw and just as Jasper went to duck, he hadnt been quick enough. He felt the solid paw slam into the side of him, his feet suddenly off the ground as he flew backward, his hand grabbing at anything to stop himself falling back so far. He fell to the ground, pain running trhough his body from the force of the hit. He was going to make this easy for his dad, he was sick of fighting, sick of running, and he had an agenda of his own, in retrospect, he was still working the kinks out, but it was ap lan none the less. He just hoped it worked.

Rolling onto his back he shifted his head to look at his dad, what he was going to become soon, the animal in front of him, not what he'd pictured for his life when he had been asked before, but now it was all he could see, the images running through his head, himself as a werewolf, nikki, his family. He shook his head slightly and kept his eyes on Fenrir, his gaze unwavering as he watched, he could hear the whomping willow, but unless fenrir dragged him and threw him under it's branches, this was as close as Jasper was going to get. He shook his head slightly, his eyes moving to the moon before moving back to his father, his heart thumping against the wall of his chest as he waited for the bite to come.

[FENRIR FARKAS GREYBACK]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] You're gonna catch a cold From the ice inside your soul The Words: 596 The Tagged: jasper greyback The Notes just let me know if you want anything changed in it Enough he thought, he needed to bite the kid tonight not destroy and break him, no matter how tempting it sounded. He could have all the fun he wanted with Jasper after this night, after he had bitten his delinquent son. Soon Jasper would be one with him. He had no doubt that after tonight Jasper would seek him out, whether or not he wanted, his body would tell him otherwise. He was family and he was going to make sure that he stayed family, not like Seyton. Seyton was his one and only mistake, but then his eldest had it coming, he was stupid enough to bring a mudblood home, stupid enough to lie to him about her blood. And he wondered why he let loose, Seyton was pathetic and as soon as Jasper understood that, at least the wolf within, he would be one step closer to having the Gryffindor under his control. The werewolf cocked his head to the other side, a snarling like laughter softly escaping his lips. He had big things planned for Jasper, big things that included tormenting Seyton. No one went against him and won, no one challenged him without consequences. He had already destroyed any chance Seyton had with the walking hunk of meat he now called his ex girlfriend, he had taken his best friend from him and replaced him as his 'son' and now he was going to take yet another thing from Seyton, nothing could be more glorious...well actually yes it could, he thought as he slowly moved towards Jasper. Seyton could have died the night they fought, the night that Jayden visited the pathetic wolf in hospital. Why oh why couldn’t Seyton just die. No one would miss him, heck not even his ex, she hated him with a passion as far as he knew. Fenrir expected his son to put up more of a fight, but he was just lying there, looking at him as if he surrendered. Really now the kid had no sense of fun, guess he'd have to teach him that. It wasn’t long til he towered over the boy, his nose mere inches away, sniffing at the him whilst his ears twitched, hearing the faint sound of his son's heartbeat. A weak human heart, he thought, it needed strengthening. He opened his jaws, showing off his long pointy teeth. He already knew just where to bite him, in a place that everyone could see, a place that Seyton could see. Lowering his muzzle to the boy's neck and without hesitation, chomped down. He felt his teeth pierce the skin, felt the sweet tasting life liquid fill his mouth, but at the same time he knew the curse was being passed on to him. Upon the taste of the blood, the wolf wanted to tear a piece of skin off, just one little taste, yet he couldn’t do it. Although his son tasted deliciously human, he was still blood and soon he would join them. He placed a paw on Jasper's chest before removing his teeth, his eyes inspecting the wound. It wasn’t a nice looking one; it was such an odd place to bite someone there without crushing their windpipe. But it was done; Jasper had been bitten; now all he had to do was watch and wait for his son to come to him, to ask him for help controlling the beast within. Lifting his paw, he removed it from Jasper's chest only to place it down beside him, waiting to see what his son would do now. created by ADE! Pb-ified by WILL

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