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

[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 let out a choked sob, before running his red palms over his hand. "Maddi." He said, sniffling, his voice hoarse and sullen. He wasn't sure if she was still in the closet, but knowing Mad, she probably found her way downstairs. Ezekiel's pale blue eyes caught sight of Jeremiah's body, and a shiver ran down his back. This was my fault. His whole body felt like it was ice, and he felt the guilt spread over him like a week-old fever.

[seopard]

Maddi

She looked up when Ezekiel said her name, and scooted down the stairs slowly. Maddi reached him after a few moments, wiping away her tears. After all she had no reason to be sad, he was the one who had lost the brother that he had just been reunited with. She sat down next to him, unsure of what to do to comfort him, so she just looped her arms around him and hugging tightly. "I'm so sorry.... So so sorry...." She whispered, running her hand up and down his back like her mother used to do for her when she was upset.

[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 let out a ragged breath before forking his fingers through his hair. "I'm fine." He mumbled, before getting up and off of the couch with a grunt before he disappeared into the kitchen, then out the back door, and towards the garage. Pushing on the worn buttons, the garage door opened, and Ezekiel shifted through the tools laying on the bench until he found the shovel buried beneath garden tools. Pulling it, some of the other tools fell to the concrete floor with a clang.

Once returning he placed the shovel down and leaned against it, crossing his feet at his ankles. "Maddi, you should take a hot shower. God knows we've all be longing for one." He murmured, directing his gaze up the stairs, where, between the boy's bedrooms, a bathroom layed.

He would then turn and take up the lifeless body of his officer, throwing it over his shoulder, and holding the cold back with one hand, keeping the shovel balanced between the officers body and his own, and with the other hand he would take the other officer with his free hand and drag him. He would have to make two trips since one officer and .. Jeremiah laid lifeless in the living room.

Once outside, Ezekiel got to work with digging fairly deep holes, where he would dump the two bodies of the officer, come back to the house for the third- place him in there as well- then cover the hole back up with dirt. Now, only his brother was left, but Ezekiel froze, looking down at his lifeless brother with such sorrow and despair.

[seopard]

Maddi

She cringed when he stood and walked out the door, and then standing she leaned against the railing of the stair case. Bodies were strewn over the chairs and on the floor, but her gaze stayed on one boy. Jeremiah looked so much more peaceful in death, with his eyes closed , he almost looked like he was asleep. But the puddle of blood beneath him reminded Maddi that he wasn't going to wake up this time.
She was then jerked out of her thoughts when she heard Ezekiel's voice. Turning to him, she gave him a weak smile and nodded slightly "Alright...."

[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 pulled his brother's body, and held him, one arm tucked under his head, the other tucked under his legs. A light smile lit up his face as he remembered the many times he's done this when Jeremiah would stay up late watching TV, and would fall asleep on the couch, and Ezekiel would carry him to bed. But that smile quickly vanished as he realized he wasn't carrying him to bed, he was carrying him to his grave. Fresh tears slowly started to trickle down his cheeks, before it became a stream. As he dug the grave he cried, as he placed the body in the grave he cried and choked on his sobs, and as he placed dirt ontop of the body, he weeped, tired and exhausted- and his tears ran dry. He placed a flower- more like a weed from the untamed field- ontop of the dug up earth. He fell to his knees before the grave, hands covering over his face, his body sweaty from the manual labor- but he couldnt help but feel a shiver go down his spine as he sat beside Jeremiah's grave.

[seopard]

Maddi

After showering, Maddi put on a t-shirt and shorts that she had found in Jeremiah's room. Although she thought it might be disrespectful towards the fallen boy, she did not want to risk going down the stairs in only a towel. Now she was standing at the back door, watching as Ezekiel cried over his brother's grave. Feeling her eyes begin to water, she walked back inside, banishing the tears before going through the cabinets in search for a drink. It took a few minutes, but soon Maddi had two half-empty bottles of whiskey in front of her on the table.
She began to feel the effects of the alcohol after only a few sips, but kept going, wanting to forget the day's events. Then, without even thinking cautiously about how much she drank, the Meta downed the rest of the bottle and slammed it back onto the table angrily.

[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 sniffled, the tears heavy and dry on his face. Whenever he cried his eyes got a greyish color to them, and his lips grew darker in hue. It was the same with his brother, and father, which is why Ezekiel ignored any mirrors as he entered through the back door that lead into the kitchen. He saw a pretty empty bottle of Vodka on the table, and Maddi hovering over it. She was wearing shorts and a shirt far too large for her, but even that brought a feigned smile to his face. "Having fun?" He asked, narrowing his eyes on the bottle.

[seopard]

Maddi

She laughed bitterly, taking another swig from the second amber bottle "Haha. I now realize *hiccup* why dad loved this stuff so much" she slurred, taking another sip "It helps you forget." Maddi's mind was indeed quite hazy now, and she was having a hard time remembering why she had begun to drink, instead she just kept swallowing more of the bitter liquid. Soon the second bottle was also empty and she went in search of more liquor, rifling through the cabinets until she found another bottle under the sink. She opened it, grimacing before stumbling back to the table.

[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 chuckled, but his pale blue eyes, which now held a grayish hue from his previous hours of crying, were filled with utter concern as the young female downed yet another bottle. He grabbed one of her shoulders, using his other hand to fork his fingers through his hair. "I think you've had enough." Ezekiel mused with a light shrug, but he was serious. He thought it would be better if he just put fresh sheets on his bed, give her a few pillows, and a blanket, and send her to bed. And for tonight, he would sleep in Jeremiah's room right across the hall.

[seopard]

Maddi

"Noo!" She cried, clinging to the chair and her new bottle. "I don't wanna stop." By now, being the light weight that she was, Maddi was already quite drunk. Taking another sip the girl slumped down in her chair, staring at her hand in awe, "Hey Zekie! Look at my fingers!" she counted them out loud "One, two, three, five, six! I have six fingers!" Giggling, she turned to him slightly, almost falling out of her chair. "Oh" she said quietly, standing up "You're very pretty." grinning she poked his cheek before skipping past him towards the stairs. She then face planted half way up before disappearing from sight.