META; The Spirit of Change ((Shifter RP))

[seopard]

Maddi

Maddi cautiously sat down on the couch next to him, and shrugged her shoulders slightly "I don't know, a little bit maybe?" The answer came out more as a question and she began to relax into the seat a littl bit more, but still not to the point of 'owning' it. She frowned as she thought over the electricity dilemma. "Hey Ezekiel, do you have any idea why the power is still on? I mean not to pry or anything, but I had never gotten my electricity as stable as this." She made a small guesture around the room with her hand.

[Jane-Doe]

Ezekiel Jebeddiah Crosse

"The things you do for yourself are gone when you are gone, but the things you do for others remains as your legacy."

Ezekiel sat up, his back pressed against the comfortable chocolate leather sofa, his long limbs sprawled; his legs out from beneath him, his arms pressed up behind his head. "This may sound crazy... But I think it's Jeremiah." Ezekiel said with a light shrug before shaking his head solemnly, letting a loud sigh escape him. His pale blue eyes flickered across the ceiling, wondering where his brother was right at this moment, and why he was paying for the electricity here? Or why.. Ugh the thoughts rambled his brain, and Ezekiel let out a small hiss.

Jeremiah Tyler Crosse

"At least I'm not a monster like you."

Jeremiah figeted with the car keys as the car's hum of the engine ceased to exist. Why were the house lights on? The young lad, just about eighteen, lived alone, and with his new internship at Kingston Inc., he was able to keep his father's and brother's old home. The house gave off bad memories, but it was comforting to Jeremiah- who no longer had any family that he knew of to look after them. He sat in his old '07 Chevy, staring at the lights that remained on. Had he forgotten to turn them off? No.. he always remembered.. right? Opening the car door, Jeremiah exited and slammed it shut behind him as he  neared the front porch. He fished through his pockets for some keys as Jeremiah heard conversation inside. His heart raced as he quickly fidgeted with the lock and keys. Pushing the door open with a blind rage, Jeremiah froze, his eyebrows furrowed and his lips turned down in a scowl. "...Zeke?" Jeremiah said, his tone choked up and angry alike.

[seopard]

Maddi

The Meta frowned, slightly confused "Your brother? Why would he keep the power on?" She thought she heard the door of a vehicle slam, but when she heard nothing else, dismissed it as a figment of her wild imagination "I mean, if her really hated it that much then why would he co-" the door suddenly swung open with a bang and Maddi yelped in surprise, falling off the couch and out of sight.

But curiosity got the best of her and she poked her head over the arm of the chair to see who the new comer was. She assumed it was the one and only brother, Jeremiah, due to the few similarities in the face structure. And also the fact that he had just called her companion 'Zeke'.

[Jane-Doe]

Ezekiel Jebeddiah Crosse

"The things you do for yourself are gone when you are gone, but the things you do for others remains as your legacy."

Ezekiel stood up, his pale blue eyes intently set on his younger brother. They were so similar. Yet, so different. They had the same, sharp features, the same, blue eyes- despite his being a shade darker. His hair was combed neatly, and his skin was tattoo free. He looked like a regular teenage boy- nearly a young adult. He stood at 6'2, beneath Ezekiel, but not by much. He was speechless, his mouth slightly agape, his pale blue eyes wide in shock. "W-W-WHat are you doing here?" Ezekiel stammered out, his hands curled into fists by his side.

Jeremiah Tyler Crosse

"At least I'm not a monster like you."

Jeremiah stood in the door frame, his eyes waving over his brother like a tidal wave, before slowly examing the girl that was peeking her head out from behind the arm of the couch. Eh, who knew Ezekiel liked girls? His attention quickly snapped back to his brother, his eyebrows furrowing heavily, his eyes boring into his brother. "I could be asking you the same thing! Breaking and entering? That's a crime! I could call the police, ya know? But you seem to have used the key under the mat since no windows are broken.." His voice trailed off with a growl. "Me? I live here. Dad left me the house in his will. After he-." Jeremiah stopped right there, as he continued to glare into his older brother's taller frame.

[seopard]

Maddi

Maddi chuckled quietly, her eyes darting between the two brothers nervously. "Well umm... I think I'll leave you guys alone for a minute, fight it out, hug it out. Do whatever you'd like..." She slipped past Jeremiah and then stuck her head back in "Oh and please don't kill each other. Thanks."

Outside, she sat on the steps of the porch quietly, trying to listen into their conversation while having little luck, so instead she began to pick the small white flowers next to the steps, wrapping then together in a small chain.

[Jane-Doe]

Ezekiel Jebeddiah Crosse

"The things you do for yourself are gone when you are gone, but the things you do for others remains as your legacy."

Ezekiel gave Maddi a look of sympathy, his eyes pleading with her not to leave. However, he returned his gaze to his younger brother as he did. A bittersweet chuckle escaped him. "Breaking and enterting? Yes, call the police and tell them that I used the key under the doormat to open the door to my brothers home?" Ezekiel raised an eyebrow, however his insides shook like an earthqauke. It meant a lot to him that Jeremiah worked hard and tirelessly to keep their family home- but would it hurt him to show a little compassion for his brother?

Jeremiah Tyler Crosse

"At least I'm not a monster like you."

Jeremiah sized Ezekiel up, but whatever instinct told him to swing a punch- Jeremiah ignored it. He knew what his brother was. He knew all about it. A quick dial of three digits, and the whole police base would be surrounding the house. For some reason- for some unknown reason- he didn't. Because no matter how long he stared at his brother, he couldn't make him out as a monster.. He just.. he knew it. What his brother can turn into. That was a monster. Right? Jeremiah grunted, shaking his head. "Tell me why you're here. And give me one good reason why I shouldn't call the police." He couldn't meet his brother's gaze as his harsh words left his lips..

[seopard]

Maddi

Tapping her foot impatiently, Maddi placed the small daisy chain upon her head as if it were a crown and then parading around the front porch. "Just give them a few more minutes Maddi." She muttered to herself, climbing up a low hanging oak. She hung upside down from the branch, counting the leaves on one of the smaller branches before she suddenly sat up, ears straining.

Quickly she jumped down from the tree and onto the porch. She reached for the door knob, but hesitated, slightly afraid of knowing what was going on in the house. After a moment's hesitation she pushed open the door "Hey Ezekiel, I know this might not be the best time, but I think the hounds have found the man in the forest" she hissed, referring to the quiet baying that echoed through the forest.

[Jane-Doe]

Ezekiel Jebeddiah Crosse

"The things you do for yourself are gone when you are gone, but the things you do for others remains as your legacy."

The argument only continued to escalate, the brother's at eachother's necks, Ezekiel's face a mixture of anger, betrayal, and disappointment. "Because I'm your brother? Who looked after you all those nights when dad was working and mom was beating the life out of you? Me. Nobody else- so I say, if anyone owes someone here, it's you, Jeremiah." His voice continued to raise higher, and his pale blue eyes burned into his brother's darker eyes with a pleading intensity. "If the roles were swopped, You know I would be looking after you!" Ezekiel opened his mouth to continue his glorious rant, but Maddi came into the house, and he instantly took several steps back eyeing her with curiosity. He then pointed to the stairs, "get upstairs and hide, Maddi." Ezekiel turned back to his brother and growled, "you have no idea how hard this lifestyle is. I would kill to be in your shoes. So please, for once, do the right thing."

Jeremiah Tyler Crosse

"At least I'm not a monster like you."

Jeremiah's eyes blinked away tears at his brother's harsh accusations, and for the moment, his mind was clear of rage and fear of his brother's.. differences. "Go upstairs too, I'll steer them away if they come by." Jeremaih promised with a  nod, his eyes now overflowing with tears, and spilling onto his cheeks. What was he doing? Why was he doing this? Why has he been such a.. lousy brother. It was true. Everything that Ezekiel had said was true. And now, the guilt would eat him away. For a moment, Jeremiah understood how Dad felt after mom left- after he left. That was his fault, too, right? Jeremiah slammed the door shut and locked it and growled in frustration.

[seopard]

Maddi

She whimpered and nodded, sensing the tension in the air. If the boys were going to fight, they had better do it before the cops showed up. Maddi then ran up the wooden steps, and looked through the rooms. Seeing that only one seemed used, she assumed that it was Jeremiah's and decided to steer clear, instead going to the room next to it and climbing into the empty closet, pulling her knees to her chest.

[Jane-Doe]

Ezekiel Jebeddiah Crosse

"The things you do for yourself are gone when you are gone, but the things you do for others remains as your legacy."

Ezekiel followed Maddi up the stairs, but lost her as she dashed into a room. Ezekiel's old room. As he slowly sauntered in, Ezekiel made sure to close the door behind him, softly, as he turned the handle gently; pushing the door back into its frame. He glanced around the room just as the closet door was closed. Zeke smirked lightly, knocking on the door lightly. "Good choice- This was my old room." He said, taking this chance to look at the navy blue walls and the King size bed stripped of its comforter and sheet- only leaving the white matress on a dark oak wood pane.

Jeremiah Tyler Crosse

"At least I'm not a monster like you."

Jeremiah sat on the couch, his knees pulled up to his chest, his fists gripping at his hair on both sides, hot tears streaming down his cheeks. He only let out a small sniffle, before pulling himself together. "Damn you Jeremiah, pull yourself together! You have to do this last thing for your brother.. Just.. muster the courage.. somehow." Jeremiah growled to himself, hoping and begging that the police would not notice the cottage in the forest. Or that Jeremiah was the brother of a wanted Meta, Ezekiel Crosse. However, the police didn't know his name.. only his basic looks: tall, lean, tattoos, dark hair.. Jeremiah shook his head, hoping for the best.