The World Is Different From What I Once Thought [R] (BayMickey)

The first rays of the sun hit the village and Peace's eyes fluttered open. Pushing herself into a sitting position with a yawn, she looked around her room. Then, quickly she slipped from her bed, changed into some jeans and a grey polo shirt before she ran a brush through her hair. Peace cooked and ate a piece of toast with egg and ham before she rushed to her room and grabbed her bow and arrows from her cupboard. Shoving on a pair of sneakers, Peace rushed from the house quickly and quietly. Making sure noone was waiting and watching her, she ran into the forest.
She wanted to see the Wolf. The village chief, for some reason had told her stay in the village and set two guards on her 24/7 for 9 days straight. For those 9 days she hadn't been able to see him. Hadn't been able to wait for him to come to make sure he was alright. It made her aggitated and worried. But, before she could even go and see him, or wait for him in the field, she had to hunt down some food for him. The deer had fled this part of the forest so she ouldn't find any of them around here. Rabbits, Racoons, Badgers, Hares, Squirrels, Possums and wild pigs were plentiful. However, it was dangerous in this side of the forest, as bears often wandered the lands. Peace had nearly been killed by bears here many times, but was lucky enough to survive.
Though, they shouldn't be out at this time. Sighing softly, Peace grabbed an arrow and drew back the bow, walking through the forest and looking around. Holes, small caves, tree holes. Peace inspected everything she could find to try and find something. After a short while, Peace saw a badger and without hesitation, she let the arrow loose. It shot the badger right between the eyes and it was dead instantly. Walking over, she pulled the arrow from it, wiped it on the animal's fur and put the arrow back. She always brought some rope, thankfully. Tying the rope around the front legs, Peace tied the other end to her backpack and kept going. Near the end, she had two squirrels, a rabbit and another badger.
Tying them to the rope, Peace took a few steps back and suddenly, the ground gave way. Yelping in surprise, Peace slid down the hill. Before she realised it, she landed on something. It felt familiar and was covered in some kind of liquid. Shuffling back, Peace saw she was now covered in blood. Confused, she looked at what it was she had come accross and then soon scrambled away, a hand covering her mouth in disgust. What laid there was Trevor. A man from the village who had went out hunting yesterday. His stomach was torn open and his legs were completely gone. His eyes were wide opena dn seeming to stare straight at her. A nasty gash ran across his cheek, tearing his mouth right open and revealing the inside of it. A hand was gone as well.
Peace was unable to tear her eyes away from the sight. What had done this? A wolf? Her wolf? No. Never. He wouldn't do that.... Would he? sure, he had bitten her before, plenty of times, but had never gone to kill her.... A bear? Peace had never seen a bear kill like this.
The sight frightened her and after who knows how long, she finally got up and ran off. She ran and ran until she got to the the field. The wolf wasn't here.. Maybe it was him... No. It wouldn't. Untieing the animals she managed to hunt down, Peace let them fall to the ground before she also let her pack fall from her shoulders. Dropping her bow and arrows onto the ground, Peace went and sat down on the edge of the field, leaning against a tree and staring at nothing. The image of Trevor's body continuously flashing infront of her. It wouldn't be her wolf. She just knew it.
She'd have to figure out what it was.

The familiar sound of large paws coming towards her came to Peace's ears and she looked up at the Wolf whom, not too long ago, she had been yearning to see again. But the images of Trevor kept flashing infront of her and she shuddered. It wouldn't have been her Wolf, right? It couldn't be. Peace did nothing as he came to lay down next to her. What did it even matter if it had been him? It wasn't like he ever harmed her, and after all the time she had known him, she knew he'd never attack a human without cause. If it was him, maybe Trevor had been trying to kill him?? That was likely. Trevor had been known to have a strong hatred towards wolves, and even dogs. Saying they had wolf in their blood. He was often seen abusing the village dogs, even.
A few minutes into Peace's thoughts, the Wolf liked the outside of her hand and she jumped slightly. She relaxed moments later and turned her attention to the Wolf. With a soft smile, the girl ran a hand through his thick, soft white fur on his shoulder. "Was it you, boy?" she asked softly, studying the wolf's face quietly, "I don't blame you... You must've had a reason for it, but still, he was from my village," sighing softly, Peace looked at the Wolf for a moment longer before looking away. Even it if was him, it didn't matter. Peace loved the Wolf(wolf/human love not love love ^^), but she was also terrified of him. He could turn at any time.. Looking at nowhere in particular she saw her backpack, bow and arrows and the animals she had caught for the Wolf were all sitting in the middle of the field.
She wanted to be excited to see him, and deep down she was, but she was worried to what the chief would think.. Would he blame it on her? He liked to blame others alot, so it was likely. "I missed you, you know?" Peace said softly, glancing back at the Wolf. A few moments of silence passed between them and he suddenly stood up. Without even realising it, Peace stood up and put a hand on his neck, asking, "where are you going?"
Last time she had tried to stop the Wolf from leaving, he had growled at her, tackled her to the ground and pinned her there for 2 very long and agonising minutes, where she could only stare up at him, terrified. But, still, she couldn't help herself. He had just gotten here. And even though he doubted he would do it today, she still remember the time he had. If he was going somewhere, she wanted to go with him. He'd only ever let her go with him out of the field twice before and it had been fascinating to see what his life had been like. But she could sense he wasn't going on a mere wander, but had a destination. And for some reason, it filled her with dread.

Peace sighed in relief when he sat back down, but she stayed standing, leaning against the tree behind her. She watched as he swallowed a squirrel whole and she couldn't help but shiver. She could never understand how one could eat meat raw. Wolf or not. Studying the Wolf, Peace thought she saw his body shift ever so slightly. His tail shrunk for a moment. She swore it did. She even saw his jaw move slightly. And when it did she heard, 'Shit,' it was gurgled and sounded wrong. As if spoken through the wrong pair of jaws. But after she shook her head and blinked, he was fine, except growling behind him and staring into the treeline.
No. It had to have been her imagination. But then if that was the case, someone had seen her with the Wolf. She'd be banished from the village. Or worse.... Killed. Peace tensed and looked at the Wolf again before looking at the treeline. Believe her ears and eyes or believe the Wolf? A long silence passed between them as Pease stared at the Wolf before saying, "It's not true, right? I just imagined it," looking away for a moment, trevor's torn up body flashed before her eyes and she blinked once... "Unless... Trevor saw you.. Found out what was supposed to be a myth, real. He would've tried to have killed you. You would've fought back, and obviously Trevor came out on the wrong end of it..." she looked back at the Wolf, "werewolves aren't true, are they?"
Peace pushed herself off of the tree and went over to her backpack. Shrugging it on, she picked up her bow and arrows as well. Right now, she couldn't get her head around what her brain was thinking. It couldn't be true. Looking back at the Wolf, she studied him for a moment, "It can't be true. If it is, that just means my only friend has lied to me this whole time.." she said, looking at him for a few moments before turning and walking off, in the direction of the village.
She didn't know what to do.. Tell the chief? He'd kill him, then. She couldn't let the Wolf die. Keep it to herself? She had to.. No. She had to tell someone.

Peace jumped when she heard someone speak and a human hand grabbed her shoulder and spun her around. Then she was facing a very tall and very naked man. He told her to stop, that he could explain, and yet Peace was unable to believe what she was seeing. She would've eventually ruled out what she saw today as her wild imagination. But now she was unable to do that. Because the Wolf was gone and a man was there. She knew it was him by his deep but bright amber eyes which stared down at her. How could he explain? Peace looked away and then he spoke again, moving his hand o grab ahold of her wrist firmly. She tried to pull away, but he was way too strong. She didn't have a chance of escaping whilst he was holding her. "Let me go." Peace said, refusing to meet his gaze. But he didn't listen to her, and instead pulled her into the densest part of the forest where noone would be around to see them. Hesitating for a moment, she turned her eyes onto the man as he said she couldn't go back. She wanted to refuse. She had to. She couldn't leave the village behind. But when she looked at his eyes, the same eyes as her Wolf, she was unable to refuse him.
Peace quickly looked away and tried to escape his grasp again, but she was unable to do so. "Let me go. I have to go back, that place is my home," sure, it may be one of the worst places to live, but it's all she ever knew. In a way, she didn't want to go back. She hated it there. She was often abused by the Chief for no reason. Peace was the only young female in the village that didn't leave for the cities.
Though, she wasn't anymore frightened of him then she had been when he was a wolf. She just couldn't believe it. A werewolf. "You lied to me this whole time and you expect me to just stand here and listen to you give me excuses? I don't give a shit that you're a werewolf, that doesn't bother me. Okay, yeah, it's hard to believe, but that doesn't mean I would've stopped coming to see you every day. What i'm pissed at is that you lied! You just let me believe you were just a wolf! I can't believe my only bloody friend would do that to me!" Peace said firmly. Though she did not raise her voice, nor did she look at him. for one, she didn't want to see a naked man and two, she didn't know what she'd do if she looked at his eyes again. However, tears were brimming her eyes.
Though she refused to let them escape. In the whole time she had known him, not once had she cried infront of him. She didn't want to start now just because he had hurt her.

Peace glanced at the man after he pulled some pants on, and listened to what he had to say. "I'm not stupid. I know exactly what they would do to me, should they find out I had been with you. I've been punished just for them suspecting. It's not like I don't know the rules of my own village," she said softly. A few moments later, he was staring at her, his amber eyes captivating her just as they had when he was a wolf. It was at that moment he spoke again, saying that she could do whatever she wanted. Cry, run, kill him even. Just so long as he didn't have to live without her.
His hand fell to his side and Peace studied him as he turned around. Thinking, Peace wondered if she should run. To leave him behind and forget the time she had with him. To just get killed at the village, should she be discovered. And that's just what she did. She turned and ran back to the village. She had to try and stay quiet, to forget him and his very existence. To go back to what her life had been like before. Nothing.
Slowing as she came to the village, Peace sighed. She already knew this was going to be hard. It'd be almost impossible to forget him.

Six months passed without any worry or suspicion of her being involved with a werewolf. She went out hunting every morning with a man 2 years older then her named Riley and they came home nearly every day with something. Peace purposely avoided the field, though. Even after all this, she was unable to forget him. His thick, soft white fur and amber eyes. Both wolf and man continuously flashed before her.
But life passed without event and she wondered what she'd do with her life. It had no more reason.

That night, an hour after Peace had fallen asleep, she was violently woken up. She blinked to see Riley leaning over her, yelling for her to run away. That they had found out she had been with the wolf. A note had been found in Trevor's belongings that he had seen you with the wolf, and a picture was supplied with it. Peace jumped out of bed and quickly changed into jeans, a black polo shirt and a jacket with her combat boots. She grabbed her backpack with all her stuff in it. Bits of dried meat, fruits, throwing knives, rope, water, flint stones and a few other odds and ends.
Grabbing her bow and arrow, PEace turned to Riley and smiled, "thank you, Riley. I'm sure we'll meet again someday," and then she ran out the door. She nearly got to the edge of the village, when she was caught by two guards. They went to drag her back in but she fought against them, got free and pulled out two daggers she kept hidden in her boots.

Who knows how long passed before she actually escaped the village. More people had come and, though she managed to escape, she had a bad laceration on her back, between her shoulder blades. Her right thigh had gotten a large cut along it, but thankfully it wasn't deep. A few other cuts and bruises were up her arms and legs and her clothes were basically just strips of cloth. She hadn't had time to grab other clothes, but luckily she still had her other things. In the middle of the fight, she dropped her bag, but picked it up before she ran off.
Sitting down with a pained groan, Peace rummaged through the bag and grabbed out bandages, water, disinfectant and a few bits of cloth. Then she cleaned out most of her wounds, which stung like hell, but she just drew in a sharp breath, but didn't complain. However, she was unable to get to the worst one. The one on her back. She knew if she couldn't get it cleaned, it'd become infected.
Peace stood up, put all the things away, picked up the bag and walked off. She was completely exhausted, but she couldn't sleep until she cleaned her wound. Three hours later, at the least, Peace found a lake and she sighed in relief. This would have to do for now. Unwrapping the bandages already around her and dropping the bag, Peace took off the remaining bits of her clothes and stepped into the clear water. It was dark due to it being night, but it was easy to tell it was a clean lake. She stepped in deep enough for it to cover her wound and she cringed. It hurt like a bitch.
"Son of a bitch.." Peace muttered. This would only wash it out for now. But she'd have to find someone to actually clean it properly.

Peace thought that maybe if she got to one of the villagers which lived on the outskirts of the forest, maybe they hadn't heard of her, supposed to be execution. Maybe they could help her. No matter how hard it was for her not to pass out from exhaustion, she had to get someone's help. Anyone's. It may do a little, but sooner or later, it's get infected without the proper treatment. Sighing, Peace suddenly put her head underwater as well and stared at the lake floor. It was like a beautiful mystery int he dark, waiting to be solved. Coming back up to the surface, she pushed her hair back and out of her face.
It was at that moment, in the hushed silence of the dark night, where the full moon stared down at them, she heard a whisper. She couldn't make out the words, but she heard something. Spinning around, Peace came to look up at the one man she hadn't ever wanted to see again in her entire life. The one man which plagued her thoughts each and every day. The man she had tried to forget. Her friend which had lied... The Wolf. Her Wolf.
The Wolf, The Man, whatever. She didn't even know his name.
"What are you doing here?" Peace asked, softly, almost afraid of the answer. Had he smelt her out and maybe decided he detested her for leaving and come to kill her? She wasn't ready to die just yet, she had nearly died mere hours ago. Right now, what she wanted was to get her wound clean and get some long deserved rest.
She stared up at him, into his deep amber eyes for a long while before she looked away. She was naked, but luckily, she was underwater and hopefully in human form, his vision wasn't as good as it was in Wolf. The only problem was, she had to get out, before she passed out and drowned. Well, whatever, she may get embarrassed over this later, but she had to get out.
Walking out of the lake, now ignoring the man, Peace went over to her belongings and grabbed out an almost towel sized cloth from her bag and mostly dried herself before she wrapped the bandages around herself again and putting her clothes back on. Given, it wasn't much clothing anymore, but it covered her up.
Silence passed between the two and Peace didn't turn back to him, but finally said, "you do realise, I hadn't told anyone. And I was hoping that you'd be smart enough to figure it out and leave this horendous place. I had given you a chance to leave without worry of being found, and you stayed. You really are an idiot, you know?" she finally turned around to look up at him, not caring that was nearly a foot shorter then him. She held his amber gaze with her silver eyes.

Cyrus. Finally, she had a name and it was Cyrus. Actually, it suited him and Peace couldn't help but give a small smile. "Well, you might not be afraid of them, you might not be afraid of being killed, but I am. I don't want you to die. That was why I wanted you to leave. I know sooner or later they'd've found out about us, and I was hoping that you'd be far enough away so they couldn't hurt you. And if it wasn't for Riley, i'd be dead by now, and they'd probably be hunting you down. But thankfully i'm alive and you'll still have time to escape, seeing as they'll be looking for me," Peace paused for a moment, "oh god I hope Riley's alright," she muttered. He'd probably be punished for helpping her escape, or killed as well. If he didn't get away that is.
When Cyrus spoke again, Peace sighed and turned her attention from Riley's safety and to Cyrus. She should reject him. Tell him to leave before she was found, along with him. But she just couldn't. "Fine. If you want to, you can..." she paused for a long while before saying, softly, "thank you, Cyrus," she then pulled out the remaining water, a clean cloth, disinfectant, a bandage and a few other bits and pieces.
She then turned away from Cyrus and pulled her shirt off, wincing at the movement along the way. "You do realise you staying here with me puts you in alot of danger. The whole village will be out looking for me. Afterall, i'm supposed to be dead by now, and i'm still alive. I think they're going to be a little pissed. If they can get both of us at once, they'll be thrilled.... I just had to warn you," Peace said, glancing back at Cyrus for a moment before looking ahead.
She already knew, once the disinfecant hit the wound it was gonna hurt like a bitch, but she'd refuse to say anything.

"Nah it's not your fault. It was Trevor's. You know? The one you killed? He had taken a photo of us together at some point. They went through all his belongings and found it. It's not like I didn't expect this to happen at some point. However, I didn't expect me to come out of it alive," Peace said, taking in a sharp breath as Cyrus put the cloth with disinfectant on her wound. Damn, she was right, it did hurt. Alot. Then he washed it with water and vanished for a moment. Peace glanced back to see him gone and she cocked her head to side, confused.
A moment later, though, he came back. He then put some leaves on the wound, and Peace said nothing. "I wouldn't be able to leave with Riley. He'd either be dead by now, or locked in the village prison. I hope he's alright though.. Don't worry, Riley was just a hunting partner. Since I left you 6 months ago, i've been going out every day with him to hunt for the village. He's a good guy. Though, according to my parents, in 2 weeks time, I was going to be engaged to him," she gave an ever so light shrug, "didn't really have a say in it though,"
Once the bandage was wrapped around her, Peace gave a slight nod and put her shirt back on. she turned to Cyrus adn said, "thanks, again... I guess I should've listened to you back then and not gone back to the village. I guess i'm the real idiot here, ey?" and gave a light laugh, but then looked away. She wondered if Cyrus had found a woman to settle down with and that was why he hadn't left yet...
Peace quickly shook the thoughts away and sighed. "I guess I.. Or we, should really get going, then, right? Don't really feel like being killed tonight," Though, she might, because she could feel she was going to lose consciousness soon. Peace grabbed her bag and bow and arrows and slipped her boots back on. Slipping the knives she kept on her person inside her boots, she looked back at Cyrus and gave a light smile before she started to walk.

Peace paused and turned back to Cyrus, "I would've thought from the time we spent together that you'd know i'm seventeen, eighteen in 2 months," she said and studied the man for a moment and then shrugged, "if it's fine with you, i'd love to." she said, ignoring his wink. Though, what her mind wandered back to is the amount of girls he's met... Five. Other then her, were any of them still in his life? Did he care about any of them. Peace growled lightly at herself for even thinking that and she moved a hand to cover her mouth as she yawned. She really was exhausted.
"So, where is your place?" Peace asked softly, "cause, if you don't mind, i'd rather get there before I pass out," she looked up at Cyrus for a moment before looking away slightly, her silver eyes staring at the ground.

Peace followed Cyrus silently, giving a light shrug of nonchalance as he apologised for not knowing how old she was. She winced at the movement, but said nothing until they came to the cottage. "It's... normal," she said, only mildly surprised. she looked up at Cyrus and grinned, "hey, i'm allowed to think, that you might live in a more of a Tarzan and Jane kind of house," she gave a light laugh and walked over to the cottage. She pulled on the door handle to see it was unlocked and she couldn't help but grin. So he thought he was completely safe out here.
Stepping inside, Peace looked around. She saw no reason to wait for him to tell her to go in. He had said earlier he could stay here, so that was good enough for her to just go on inside and inspect the place. Unfortuneately, she found nothing interesting and she sighed. She had also only found one bedroom with a double bed. "So," Peace started as she stared out a small window, "where exactly can I sleep?" she asked. The couch he had was only a single person couch. Obviously, he never thought he'd have a visitor..
Peace couldn't help but feel worried about two things. That she was alone with Cyrus, and he was a human, a man at that. And that her village might find them at any time. She was totally exhausted, but those two thoughts kept her from passing out at that very moment. Staring out the window, Peace wondered just how long it'd take for her village to find her. Would they kill Cyrus, or just think he was an ordinary man?

Peace took the water without question and had a few sips, when Cyrus said for her to sleep in the bed. And not to object. But Peace turned around to face to face Cyrus, even if she did literally have to look up at him, and said, "but that's not fair, it's your bed, you should be sleeping in it," but, he seemed to ignore her. Instead, he just said for her to go to sleep, that he'd be back later.
Errands... What kind of errands? And why would she need to call him?
Once Cyrus had left, Peace stood by the door for a few minutes before she sighed and walked to the bedroom. Sitting on the bed, she looked out the window for a moment before lying down. As soon as her head hit the pillow, she was out.

Who knows how long Peace actually slept for. It could've been minutes, it could've been hours, but for Peace it simply felt like seconds before she was woken up. The light from torches burned through the window and she could feel its heat and the voices of the men from her village. Sitting up quickly, Peace cringed before she climbed out of bed, quickly glancing out the window to see all men from her village that weren't too injured by her, standing outside.
Peace had no idea what they said as they shouted at the cottage, nor what happened next, but moments later, Peace was sitting in a corner of a closet, hiding. She had no clue whether they were searching inside, or still out the front. Or even if they had set the cottage on fire. Everything was black and eeriely quiet to Peace. Even with all the screaming, she couldn't hear anything.
All she could hear was her own voice as she said, "Cyrus, please help me.." though she had no idea how loud she had said, or if it was a whisper. All she knew was that she had said it. And she was really hoping he'd come to help her.

Peace heard a voice outside the closet and she jumped. But then she realised it was Cyrus and she relaxed, though did as she was told and did not make a sound as she looked up at him. A moment later, she was being cradled in his strong arms and being taken out of a window. She glanced behind them to see the villagers spotting them. But, before they could make a move, Cyrus was moving with blinding speed and Peace couldn't help but press herself closer to him. She had no clue how long had passed, but it felt like seconds before she was placed beside a pile of dead animals.
"Charming.." Peace muttered softly, glancing at the animals before looking up at Cyrus. "Thank you... For helping me," she said before she stood up, feeling a little dizzy. Jeez, she never had expected him to be able to run that fast. Sure, she had heard the legends, but, in human form? That was just freaky.. But awesome as well.
Minutes of tense awkward silence passed between them before Peace then said, "I'm sorry.. Because of me, you won't be able to go back to your home. One of the men saw you before you ran off.."