Styx and Stones... (pg-13 at worst)

Silus had a little time to kill, waiting for everything to go over and his arm to heal up properly. He wasn't sure exactly why he had opted to go things natural...probably because he was afraid of meta-cancer or something like that. He popped in his Mp3 player and put in the ear buds in The Nexus by Amaranthe played into his ears, drowning out all other noise a she laid his jacket on the ground. He leaned back, letting the UV rays soak into his kin as he leaned back and rested by the river. He was gonna swim later...he loved swimming.

    He thought about his vision...were those really...his memories? He forced himself to think about it one more time. He didn't really know anymore. The more the memory faded the more he began to doubt that it was him. Maybe he wasn't the murderer he thought he was. That made him a little happy. Gave him a little hope. The music drowned out everything out and he was finally able to relay. He placed a finger in the water. The Band Styx bound to come one knowing his playlist...him being so near to water that he LOVED...and being the compilations of souls he was...it was certainly a Styx themed event right here.

    He began to feel his breathing settle as he began to fade, a nap was more than welcomed...h had...never really napped before. The recurring nightmare robbed him of the chance. Maybe this time it could be different...unless someone else popped up and ruined it.

Brandon let a finger leaf over the book titled Faust, lips curling into a slight frown as he tried desperately to read it, brown orbs narrowing ever so slightly as the mind tried to absorb everything. It started with minor frustration, but then came the anger, one that he could not quite explain as he sit on his bed and tried more to read, each word seeming to anger him more than the one before that. In fact within a few minutes he found the rage mounting to the point that he reared his hand back and hurled the book against his room’s wall, paper back thudding dully against the floor, and a dent appearing within the wall. A sharp canine ran along his lower lip, one that normally would have not touched the soft flesh but was now more than capable of doing so.
 
The male doubled over, hand clutching over his stomach for a second, breathe coming in through a hissing moan, one that sounded impossible for any human to make. Eyes for a second seemed to slit and within that instant returned to their circular shape; however the teeth seemed to remain in their near razor sharp shape, slicing the bottom lip ever so lightly. Brandon cursed under his breath, feeling a small trickle of blood run down his chin and it spattered against his knee, and further ran down his leg. Sucking gingerly on his bleeding lower lips, Brandon jolted to his feet, and pulled on the gym shorts sitting discarded by his bed, already wearing a wifebeater.
 
Looking into the mirror opposite of his bed, Brandon could see that his canines were slightly sharper, yet that was perhaps simply him overthinking things, or perhaps as much as he could. A finger traced along the reflection, and without even meaning to it twitched, a long crack radiating from that point out along the mirror, another doing the same. It was within that second that he saw something, an image much like a wolf, or something humanoid yet with wolf qualities. Yet he could see that it was part of his own face that had made the change, and Brandon fell onto his rear, feeling the fear grip him until it could pass, then standing as he looked over himself again. Nothing, there was nothing wrong with him….there had to be nothing.
 
Taking a few seconds to calm down, Brandon decided perhaps he only needed to see his friends, someone to maybe take his mind off of….this. So he made a beeline straight for Silus room, and lo he was not there. A frown formed across his lips as this realization washed over his mind, which meant that he would have to search for his rather moody friend. Maybe even look for Briana, seeing as how she was also his friend, though for some reason he didn’t get the same feeling thinking of her than when he thought of his other friend. So that lead to him somehow wondering around, from hallway to hallway and eventually just deciding to walk the trails a little, and perhaps relax beside the lake.
 
The swimming lessons could perhaps even help him if he wanted to try them out. It was however by the lake that he found someone, the person that he was looking for actually, and he felt the largest smile form across his face, the slightly swollen lip forgotten as he approached his friend. ’SILUS!’ He called to him with a tone that sounded like an excited child almost, though within the usually booming voice of Brandon Hale.

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Silus just lay there, still as the dead when he continued to listen to his music, the ear bud in his ear with the wires tucked in along his ears, going back and vanishing under his shoulders, only to be seen again as the wire tucked into his pocket. He was hardly breathing too, he was in such a calm and tranquil state that he entered a state of near-meditation. He heard the song change. The song "Renegade" played and he just continued to lay there. He felt a shadow cart over his face, perhaps it was just a cloud yeah... He simply wrote it off as a cloud. That was until it was there for a minute. He opened his eyes, to see Brandon there. He almost had a heart-attack.

His chest clenched and he stopped breathing, sheerly because you DON'T DO THIS TO PEOPLE! You just...don't scare people like this...you just don't damnit Brandon! He cursed mentally as he let out a slight hesitant sigh. He shifted back, and of course Brandon was just smiling like always. He was too...happy...all the time. It made Silus...envious to say the least. He noticed that his lip was rather... swollen slightly. He had been bleeding... that much was apparent by the marking on the lip. Silus was virtually left to wonder what the Hell happened to Brandon. Okay, who's ass am I gonna kick for this? He snapped in his mind, a little nip to the thought, eyes flashing slightly for a second. He smirked and looked to Brandon, welcoming the company in question.

"'sup Brutha?" He said, sticking an arm out. He'd try to latch onto Brandon's and pull himself up, giving his friend (one of his only friends) a hug before plopping himself back down.

It took Silus a few moments to notice him, but he did soon enough. The slightly shorter male seemed to recoil upon seeing him, and that made him tilt his head to the side as if confused by the reaction slightly. Perhaps it was the fact that he stopped breathing for a second, but perhaps he scared him? Whatever it was, the confused look upon his face was only there a few seconds before melting away much like butter within the summer. There was a slight pain within his lower lip, where sharper teeth had managed to damage skin, but that was a minimal sensation over how he felt in general. His mind ran about like a drunken pup before noticing the smirk that was forming upon Silus lips, something that made the pain in his own lip seem unimportant.


Silus latched onto his leg, which seemed an attempt to get himself up and then wrapped his arm around the male. It was nice this feeling of being hugged, and partially something that he was not expecting. It was new to actually have the male hug him, instead of having to start such contact and he found his chest burning, yet the feeling was ncie within a way, pushing away the pain that was still lingering within his chest. 'I...not much.” He said trying not to let the smile waver, and perhaps not to let the color fill his cheeks, even though he was not fully aware of why. However, that sensation left them easily enough. ”I was out jogging, and then here you are.” He said as if it were the greatest of coincidences, taking a seat next to Silus.

"Makes sense I guess." Silus said with a slightly estranged tone. He found it odd that Briana and Brandon both seemed to be his primary source of human interaction, which wasn't a bad thing but.... it just seemed that all over NYC there were hundreds and thousands of people. Yet somehow he ALWAYS ran into one of them, if not both. He wondered what it was that he somehow managed to wander into them. He hummed as Brandon sat down, pulling out his earbuds to better hear his friend.

      "I always seem to find a way to bump into ya or something." He said with a smirk, leaning back and bracing himself up on his hands. He began to hum a little, his tune was the last song he heard, Renegade. He looked around, chewing on his lower lip a bit before he recalled Brandon's lip. He looked back to see the grinning guy and.. silus let out a loud drawn ou lt whistle,  like he was marveling at something. "Wow dude. Ya got some chompers! Is that what happened to your lip?" He asked the blonde brute. He hadn't noticed how...feirce looking the boys teeth were... then again he never really stared at his mouth.

It made sense but something about his tone caused Brandon’s expression to dip for a moment, perhaps simply that slight estranged lilt within it. Silus then mentioned how he always seemed to bump into him, which perhaps had something to do with it, not that Brandon could have picked up on too much of it.'Weird right?” He said with a slight chuckle, not really taking into account that the odds were low of that actually happening. The smirk perhaps only added to the grin, brandon paying slight attention to the tune that Silus was humming to himself. He even found himself humming lowly along to whatever tune that Silus was humming, voice low and slightly sweet within its own way. He would have went on doing so, but then Silus mentioned his teeth, which made Brandon wonder for a seconds. He looked at Silus as if he were crazy for a seconds, before lightly poking one of his canines. 'Ouch.” He winced lightly, whining slightly as he felt the sharp tip seem to break skin and cause red blood to flow. Brandon sucked on his index finger much like a child would, looking rather....pititful. "I guess so.”

Silus smirked when he heard Brandon exclaim from touching the fangs. Silus noticed that blood had been drawn from the sharp teeth, he jolted up a little when Brandon put the finger in his mouth, looking like a pathetic little kid. Silus looked for his jacket, removing a Band-Aid from his jacket inner pocket, where he ALWAYS kept some basic "supplies" of them being disinfecting alcohol pads and band-aids. He took a pad from the pocket, bit down and tore it open like a savage, taking the little pad.
 
    "Give it up." Silus said with a little growl, warning Brandon not to argue. He WOULD utilize his own physiology against him. Silus paused and froze up, not sure why but he had to clear his throat and shake his head like a little pup to shake his mind clear. That was odd, kinda like the overload on a computer...it just froze and rebooted. "Alcohol. Little sting." He would try to wipe Brandon's finger with the alcohol pad and slab on a Band-Aid before trying to relax again. The kid's teeth were sharp.
 
     "Dude... those things are fierce!" Silus said looking to the eyes again, no less impressed than the second time. It just made everything a little bit more impressive. "You haven't been with Professor Vitalè revently have you?" He joked, also remembering to say Vitalè as V-Italy.

"Well man, that shoot's my thought. I thought he might be turnin' you into a werewolf." Silus said jokingly as he shifted around, falling back onto his back. He closed his eyes, felling completely content for the moment once more. The only way to make this any better is to put a live band not too far away, or to put the MP3 player on and nap. Though Brandon had already ruined any hope of sleep for the moment...perhaps tonight.

      "So....Briana's not following you huh?" Silus said as he let out a relaxing exhale, feeling the muscles around his mid-back relax and release their vice grip on his spine. his stomach concaved in and his chest rose and fell with every breath, feeling the warm blood-flow return to his muscles as he relaxed He lifted his left leg and crossed it over his right and he brought his arms out, resting the back of his head in the overlapping palms of his hands. He waited for the answer, simply relaxing until Brandon wished to reply.

"Yeah..." Silus said. He let the silence settle for a little bit. People can bond over silence too. Besides, if Brandon just came form running he was probably a little tired. Then again, he's not exactly human. He remembered the night he got stabbed by Brandon, the absorption thingy. He could remember feeling almost restless...like nothing could drain him of energy. That might have just been him running off energy from someone else. He let out a sharp breath as he felt a pain in his arm, he didn't move though...remembering the events with Jessie and how he acted last time. The silence could only go so long however before Silus felt uncomfortable being with his thoughts. 

      "So... I hear you're from Chicago, right?" He asked, an eye popping open as he turned to look at Brandon. Hopefully this conversation would last a little while. And don't friends do this thing? It's what he and Alex and the his other friends did... why not try it here...couldn't hurt. Could it?

Silus smiled, second nature really. Anyone who saw THIS dopey of a smile and could hold a straight face was probably in a six by three box with a bunch of crying people over them. So apparently there was a big house that he lived in, and it had a room full of books. Knowing Brandon he probably avoided that thing like the plague, or didn't frequent it often. Then again...how could he say that. He really DIDN'T know Brandon too much, well despite the fact that he likes hanging out with him. "So...a Library or a Study?" Silus asked, grinning back to the wording of the blonde. The most interesting part about it was that Silus felt rather at ease at the moment. Normally he kept his guard up all the time, but recently he just realized that when it was just him and Brandon and/or Briana he was...guard down for a little. That was horribly displeasing to him in one way...but completely satisfying in another.

"Okay, nice. What about family members?" He asked. He thought he once saw a sibling in the absorption process...but then again maybe it was his. He doubted it though, he wasn't likely to have any blonde brothers he didn't think. Blonde hair being a recessive trait and all that jazz noise.

If whatever he was doing made Silus smile, then Brandon was doing something right, his own goofy grin seeming to widen even further. ”Study I guess, brother does like to read a lot and whatever he does.” Brandon said seeming to get sidetracked some, eyes seeming to dart about as if soaking things up. ”Oooo, my family is kinda big, I don’t think I know all of them either. Lotta cousins, but my mom just kinda raised me, my brother and sister. I don’t look too much like him,  but we’re twins, so that’s cool and stuff.” He was much like a child describing something, grin not leaving his face as he talked on about whatever. ”Mom says we have the Hale traits or something like that, but all I know is that has something to do with blonde hair.”

"Well...blonde looks good on ya." Silus said, no comment other than that to be said. He wasn't going to touch that "not knowing them all" portion with a fifty-foot pole. His memory wasn't the best either. He just kept smirking as he watched the big sharp-canine grin that seemed to just add to the whole 'golden retriever' thoughts he had on Brandon. Apparently he had a twin too...that was rare. Really rare in fact. "Sounds great...a mom, a twin, a Sis." He mused, unable to really think if he ever told Brandon about having no memory of his past. He sighed eyes bolting over to Brandon

     He simply sat there hearing Brandon through until he finished his apparently excided explanations and rantings. He didn't have anywhere he needed to be, so he didn't mind this really...not as much as he thought he would've.

The male found himself pleased by the compliment, not seeing the possibility for a double meaning within it. If it were a joke of any kind, all Brandon saw was a simple compliment, and it felt nice. ”Thanks.” He said without a hint of irony, noticing something about the males eyes for a moment, the consistency of chocolate they seemed and something about them caught his own eyes. His mind then somewhat began to jump about, yet eye contact was kept for a period of about twenty seconds before he realized what the hell he was doing and let them move to the lush grass.
 

”They’re a pretty great family, I think you would like them.” He said chuckling lightly, before pausing sharply. ’So, tell me about your family.” He questioned the young male, changing position as he seemed to act much like a young child waiting for story time, or something along those lines. He wanted to learn more about Silus, perhaps draw lines to connect dots and things of that nature.

Wow that was sort of odd. Silus thought to himself as he stirred a little, slightly uncomfortable by the sudden eye contact. Sure Brandon had nice enough eyes but that is besides the damn point. Silus decided it would probably be best left unaddressed, though part of him wanted to make a staring contest joke to try and lighten the mood. Yeah, it didn't leave his mind though. He then heard Brandon talk about his family. This guy apparently liked talking WAAAAY more than silence, something for Silus to remember.

"Well they sound pretty cool man." Silus said as he relaxed a little, giving his voice the whole 'cool cat' kinda sound to it as he seemed to finally shake himself into the ground with a peaceful little smirk on his face. Brandon then managed to basically tear out his heart and take a bite out of it like it were an apple...somehow with a child-like fervor, waiting eagerly to get his answer. Silus stopped breathing, his mind went reeling back as he remembered Brandon stabbing him. That memory wasn't the issue though...the true issue was the memories that were unlocked when he made contact with Hugo. Did he murder his parents...really? He shuddered, his jaw quivered and his eyes stared right into the sun. A tear slipped down the bottom eyelid and then trickled into the grass. He chuckled...not a normal happy one, but almost...hysterical. "I-Iahehe-Ieheh I don't know ahahaha" He said as he began cracking up into uncontrollable laughter for a moment. He settled himself, bringing his hands up to his face, rubbing his eyes with his palms and then dragging his sleeve across his eyes, giving one final drawn out laugh-sigh hybrid before looking over to Brandon with green eyes turning brown again and a smile...a manic one that (even against Silus' knowledge) was a broken one.

"Brandon...I don't have my memory since...I just...don't remember." He said with a laugh. He rolled over onto his side and just started pulling portions of the grass and humming. "Not a good story but it- it's the truth." He said simply as he lifted his head from the side and let it hit off the ground, repeating the process again...and again....and again.

Silus settled down as he chuckled, rather normal and tame compared to the ones from the ourburst he had moments before. He finally registered what was happening and was completely dumbfounded at what had happened. True enough he laughed about not remembering his parents...almost like it were a joke... but was that seriously enough to illicit THIS response? He started shivering, slightly scared at what was going on. Not scared in the sense he though Brandon was going to hurt him...but he was scared because he simply didn't understand why. He just met Brandon not all that long ago...and he met Briana too.

Was it the outburst, or the fact he had that once in a decade meltdown? He realized that every single time he told someone about his not having a memory...they did something like what Brandon was doing now. Well, actually it was just Brandon and Briana. Did him having this little "condition" make him someone that people pitied? He didn't want that...he didn't want pity at all. He just wanted to be left alone. Judging by the worried man that hugged him he did not get the desired result. It finally hit him that he hadn't been hugged.... in a long time actually. Too many people afraid of Silus' power and avoided him like the plague. Then again, he remembered Briana as well and she was a rather hands-on person. The contact was fine...but then Silus began to feel funny and he wiggled slightly. He cleared his throat and then again louder to make sure Brandon heard him.

"I-uh-I'm fine dude... It just gets to me some times. I'm fine really...thanks." Silus said before squirming. "Can you...let me breathe?" He quizzed, noticing now that he had actually been pulled a ways and was actually uncomfortably close to another person and Silus remembered now that the lack of hugs was more of a mutual understanding with society and himself as opposed to an unloved outcast perception placed upon him.

Oh God this was awkward. Silus shot up and cleared his throat, feeling rather irritated at the moment. He continued to try and clear his throat, before he realized that he couldn't clear it...because there was nothing technically blocking the airway. He began to rub the back of his head and bit on his other thumb as he tried to calm himself down to think. Want to talk about bi-polar, he went from having a mental breakdown from his "memory" to now being totally confused and embarrassed. He didn't move his head but his eyes scanned the school area, wondering if anyone just saw that incredibly awkward moment.

"I don't remember them...so I can't really tell you anything about them. I've never really had any friends...so I can't tell you about any of them." Silus said with a sigh, laying back against the grass with a contemplative look, His head turned to Brandon, looking to him as if he wanted him to talk about something, almost anything really. He hated dragging the conversation down...especially when Brandon liked talking. "So what about you...any friends...back home or otherwise?"

Brandon as probably feeling the same way Silus was. He wasn't bright, but he was certainly able to function like everyone else. Silus was glad that Brandon didn't push with the questions, that in it's own right won Brandon more and more of his respect. Then again, Silus also didn't want to be an awkward guy by having to answer yet another question with "I don't know". It was true mind you...he had no idea why he couldn't remember anything in his past. All he knew was that he just had to hang on to the future. If he could anyways.

Brandon explained his own situation to Silus. Apparently he didn't have too many friends. That slightly surprised Silus for the sheer fact that Brandon was a rather nice little fella. Well, not very little but that aside. The explanation shocked Silus even more, his face slightly contorting, nostrils flaring with furrowed brows and wide eyes. The face alone asked Brandon "are you serious?" though he held off the question. Brandon was nothing like a snob, and Silus didn't give a damn about money so that wasn't a huge issue. The secondary one though...sadly...struck Silus. yeeeah that one makes more sense... he thought to himself, immediately proceeding to curse himself out within the confines of his mind. Brandon went on to say how he had friends though, and it made Silus smile with a little laugh escaping. He remembered The mall, where Brandon flew into him. Then he remembered the Hospital where Brandon hugged him...and made the weird crotch comment. Silus face went beat red as he shook his head. He rolled himself over and placed a hand on Brandon's shoulder, shaking him a little.

"Well if it helps any, I like you" Silus said, not anting Brandon to feel isolated or alone. After all he knew the feeling all to well. He then thought about the comment he made and somehow correlated it with the hospital comment, making him laugh a little and shake his head. His stomach threatened to heave, but he just choked it back and bit his lip to keep a completely normal appearance. Awkward moments and feelings make him feel sick... Brandon and Briana were full of them too..

.     Silus was glad that he managed to make his friend feel better. He finally had friends again. Between Brandon and Briana he finally had people who were friends. It was good to have the few people to count on, and even if it was just a blonde dimwit and a blonde misfit. At this rate, Silus could dye his hair blonde and they could make it an official club. He mentally snickered at the thought of himself being blonde. He'd never be able to pull it off. He wasn't even sure if he could pull off being a good friend to them with normal hair...though he was beginning to wonder why hair color would influence his ability to be a better friend. Heh...anymore thoughts like that and maybe I could pull it off He thought to himself. Just when he thought that he had the hang of being an idiot, Brandon just had to one-up his ass yet again.


   Brandons' face closed in and suddenly before he knew it Brandon had crashed into his face. Silus' mind shut down, sensory overload as his heart stopped and he couldn't breath. He shuttered and pulled back. His eyes narrowed slightly and his mouth just kinda fell open a little. His brown eyes shifted over his face, almost searching for something. He shook his head slightly and cleared his throat.


  "Dude, da-fuck?" He said as he shot up and ran his hands through his hair, his heart racing, inadvertently causing him to flush. What the hell was that about? Seriously!? This lake is like the damn nuthouse. Let's talk about our family! Let's have a mental Breakdown! Hey, ya know what? To hell with it, let's kiss! Goddamnit this was something that Silus didn't know what to do anything about. The guy kissed him, KISSED him. He didn't even know they generally did that, did they? Was this normal? The Dogma he'd pretty much known since his memory came back was that guys and girls dated and did that kind of stuff... It didn't bother him but this was the LAST thing he was expecting. He felt hot, confused and completely out of his element...he felt...the same way he felt when Briana kissed his cheek. Except this guy kissed him...Legitimately kissed him... His first kiss was with a guy he met like...a week or two ago. Silus took in a breath and started looking around. Did people see that? Why did this happen...why did he feel both angry and scared at the same time.


    "I-I--I-I-I uh I uhh... Pffft...wow." He sighed, his hands slapping his sides as he looked about, begging for someone to come around and take him away or something.