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[Makayla Rose Rhys - Damara]

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IN YOUR HEAD, IN YOUR HEAD
T H E Y A R E F I G H T I N G



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The days had been melting together for Miss Makayla. She had been in Texas for sometime now. She flies back in forth between Texas and New York if she has something she needs to do there, but for the most part, she is home for the holidays. It has been a busy few months for her between Tameryn’s gorgeous wedding, and then thanksgiving. She had even taken to going to see her little niece a little more and showering her with gifts for lost times which she thinks is starting to drive Tameryn crazy. Tams has a hectic life with daddy being around and Kellen is sick. At least Kellen has family around so that is good. Tams doesn’t know this, but she herself put some money down on his treatment as well as their parents. It is the least she could do right after she has been the biggest bitch in the world to them. She does hope Kel pulls threw this for everyone’s sake especially Tams.

Looking out the window it seemed like it was going to be a dark and stormy night. They could use a little bit or rain. It was surely going to make the roads a little icy maybe, but she decided she wasn’t going anywhere and was going to stay in her loft. She didn’t need anything and could curl up next to the fireplace. What she didn’t know was there was a shifter in her house. The shifter had knocked her out and drugged her to keep her sedated, because Makayla can generally get herself out of there, but she was taken off guard and had been drugged up and tied up in the closet with her shoes. She had shoes everywhere. The shifter had became her, and pranced around in her life just to mess with the Damara’s and James. They were well known in the supernatural world. Just as well, know as the Winchesters seeing as they all run in the same pack.

It was unknown what he was going to do with this Rhys-Damara, but it would be fun to mess around in her life for a while now wouldn’t it? He just had to keep the biotch drugged up so she couldn’t escape. He had been watching all the Damara’s and this one has an exciting life. Always getting into a little bit of trouble so portraying Makayla it too can get into a bit of trouble. What the shifter didn’t know was auntie Lexi was sending Bas over with some holiday goodies. Therefore, this may cut his time as Makayla short. The Shifter (tis what those are in SPN which for the longest time we thought they were skin walkers, but they are not ) was going to have fun with this, and decided to call some of her friends over for a party later that night which if he isn’t here would surely shock Makayla who is drugged up in the closet.

How would that look? Miss Makayla Rose Rhys Damara on drugs? Her daddy wouldn’t be too proud now would he. She was sedated so she would surely be loopy when she comes too. If she comes too. It is possibly the sedative could kill her. Which could be a loss in the hunters rankings, but in theirs it could be a positive. Perhaps he could use her to kill off some hunters. Oh yes, that could be fun. How would her parents feel about that? He himself can only be killed by silver. So that could work as a plus. A sly smirk graced the shifters lips, as it sat down by the fire and read a magazine waiting for the fun of the night to begin.

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[bastian]

The snow was seriously annoying this time of year. The Stang was not meant for such treacherous conditions but she held up true through the blizzards and snow storms as Bastian continued driving north. He should have been home for the holidays or at the very least with Chey. He knew that. Honestly he felt bad for not being there, but he'd just dampen the entire Christmas spirit. He knew that they'd miss him a little, but it was better to be missed than to be there and be the Grinch who wound up punching someone out because they said the wrong thing.

Instead he was heading out on a hunt, though he had to pass by his cousin's place first. He was dropping off some holiday merriment in the form of decorations that had somehow wound up at the Jame's place. Bastian wasn't sure how it happened, nor did he care. He wasn't exactly thrilled that he was playing delivery boy on his way to a hunt, but as much of a bitch as Kay was, she was still family.

It seemed he and his cousin were always at odds, blasting each other, playing jokes or wrestling. Though usually Bastian always got the short end of the stick when it came to practical jokes in his family. Most everyone had some power or another that they had no problem retaliating with. While it was true Bastian did have a power of his own, it only came out when he was intensely angry. It wasn't something he had any control over and often left him with brain piercing migraines.

With everything that had happened in the recent months though, Bastian always felt angry. He couldn't seem to turn it off, but fortunately it wasn't a mindless rage that had him sending cars flying off the road in the middle of traffic. Though he figured that would be an interesting sight to see. At the very least he'd like to toss Kay across the room just once. She'd survive. She was like a cockroach. Not even a nuclear war would take her out.

After parking the Stang, Bastian grabbed the box of miscellaneous decorations and walked inside the apartment building, taking the elevator to the top floor where Kay's loft was. He stumbled, almost dropping the awkward sized box and went to her door, kicking it with a foot. "Kay, it's Bastian...open the door and take your shit so I can get out of here!"

[Makayla Rose Rhys - Damara]

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It would be fun to play around with the hunting world in this body. Kayla was a rebel so who would really suspect that she isn’t herself really. She had been lounging in the living room on the couch when there had been a knock at her door. It was her cousin Bas or well Kayla’s cousin. Groaning and kicking the door to take her shit. He didn’t seem too pleased. Could the shifter blame him? Nope, these two were on odd ends of the spectrum of the universe. Who could believe they were related really…they both were somewhat hot headed so that was something they had in common. They both seemed to light the others fuse. It was so fun to pick on him. Even the shifter could see that.

Shifter Kayla had been sitting on the couch… “ Yeah, yeah, hold your horses don’t get your knickers in a wad, Bastian it so isn’t sexy.” she had yelled loud enough for him to hear, as she draped her legs from the couch letting them hit the soft rug on the floor. She had a thing for soft rugs so it seemed nice and fury. She pretended as if she had to get dressed, throwing a robe on, but was checking to see if the real Kayla was still out cold, before taking her precious time to answer the door. She knew it would piss him off all the more.

She opened the door to spot Bastian with a box full of stuff. As far as she knew the real, Kay was not expecting this visit at all. “Awwwww, now does your momma have you out being delivery boy, Bastian.” Yes, she was trying to be a cruel bitch and put Kayla’s name to good use that was for sure. Let’s hope he wouldn’t suspect it not being her at all. The shifter does have a psychic connection with Makayla Rose, but still the shifter didn’t want to slip up this early in the game. “Come in.” She said motioning for him to come in. “Stick it anywhere.” She told him knowing very well he could drop it at her feet telling her to bring it in herself after the comment she made about him being the delivery boy…

She was a bit curious as to what was in the box. “Care for some rum spiced egg nog?” she asked rather politely. “I promise it is not poisoned.” She wondered what he would say. She really was shocked that he didn’t give his momma hell and make Simi bring what he brought over. “Do you know what’s in the box?” She asked eyeing him curiously.

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[bastian]

"Just shut it and open the door, Kay!" Bastian yelled back at her. He was not in the mood for her shit. He just wanted to get this done and over with so that he could get back on the road. He had shit he needed to take care of and if any more anger was added to the mix he could very well lose his mind. He needed a way to vent and this hunt was it.

He was sure his family was pissed that he wasn't going to be there for Christmas, but he would just wind up dragging them down. It was better for him to stay away for now. "Yup, that's me. Bastian the delivery boy." He went to hand her the box surprised when she moved away and told him to bring it in. God damn it he did not have time for this.

If Kayla was going to rag on him about not being home he was going to punch her. Cousin's or no, Bastian was walking a thin line. He was still on just this side of sane and he wanted to keep it that way. Kayla, however knew exactly what buttons to push to piss him off. They'd always been at each others throats that way. They'd protect each other from the rest of the world, but they were more likely to get into a fight than give each other a hello hug.

"How the hell would I know?" He snapped at her. "Besides its your box. Mom said she called you." Bastian's brow furrowed and he looked at his cousin. "You been hittin' the sauce early tonight?" Kay was acting like Kay, but somehow off. Bastian just couldn't put his finger on it yet.

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Bas had told her to shut it and open the door. He was so fresh at times. It must be why they were always at each other and loved to press each others buttons. He was in a rush and she knew that and wanted to see how long it would take before one of them other buttons pop off his top. When she opened the door he agreed he was the delivery boy and tried to give her the box but she told him to place it down and to come in. She was shocked he actually did she figured he would leave it at the door and run. It did seem like something that he would do just to get away from her well the real her if this shifter was indeed the real Kayla.

She had asked him what was in the box and got a snippy reply that it was her box and that his mother had called her about it. “ Oh yeah, she did.” Kayla exclaimed. “ Sorry I forgot. My head has been a bit under the weather.” She told him not knowing if he would by that or not. He had asked her if she was hitting the sauce early tonight. “ No, just because I am offering you some Bastian doesn’t mean I am hitting it early. Why would you ask?” She said a brow raised . “ What do you want me to do take the box and kick you out on your ass? If it is what you desire I can make it happen.” She told him. “ Besides you are not going to be home for Christmas so I hear. Is it a tragedy that I actually want to see you?”

It was true these two battle left and right and could protect each other from all things evil, but be in the same room without a fight is something that doesn’t happen very often. She expects he will give her a good tongue lashing about wanting to see him and he seems very agitated right now as is and she was trying to stroke that fire and see if he would implode. “ So do you want a drink or not? I don’t have all night Bastian. I have things to do. People to see. You know how it is. Trouble to be had.” Yes this shifter wanted to cause some trouble in this skin. Trouble was something Kayla often caused, but she just recently made up with her sister and stopped hurting the dear girl. “ Don’t forget to give that sweet girlfriend of yours a kiss for me. She is just too adorable. What did you do to deserve her?” Kayla asked being a bitch now. Would that strike a cord?

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( words 446 ish) ( tags bastian ) ( outfit coming soon ) ( lyrics "zombie" by the cranberries ) ( credit this template was made by zee (a.k.a. FLUNK IS A FOUR LETTER WORD of caution 2.0). Steal, and you will wake up inside a snowman on the north flippin' pole. )

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