A distant memory

[Frost]

Frost sat at the lake shore her pants getting soaked with the water lapping at her feet. She rested her small hands across her knees as she looked at the cold water that touched her ever so gently. Frost's light blonde hair wisped around her soft face briskly touching it and matching the gracefully angular shapes of her angelic like face.

Frost felt the need to let her mutant instincts set in...but she didn't want to change into an animal just because she felt sad, or angry.
Frost felt love but couldn't show it to anyone or it would just be a distant memory in her mind that lingered there forever without taking a big jump forward to find it.

[Blue]

The loud foot steps of a young boy ecoed threw out the forest that surrounded the lake. Each step running, one after another."Leave me alone!!" scretched a voice. the voice was that of the boy, not yet as mature as other boy's voice would be at his age.

The boy keep running and running, looking back only once to see the men with guns to shot at him. He screamed as one of the bullets scraped his arm. Yet he keep running.

"Someone please help me" he yowled, his long black hair ruffled behind him and his purple eyes glitterd with fear.

[Frost]

Frost looked up and got up running after the call, and formed into a white blur.
A giant wolf with huge paws grabbing the ground and heading toward the boy.

The scared thoughts ran through Frost's head as she heard the yowl for help.

She shortly turned back into her human form running bare foot. Something was stopping her powers. She ran into the boy. "Come with me!" she said and grabbed his hand running as fast as she could go with him.

(how old is he?)

[Blue]

[..... 8-10. I don't know ^^ lol]

The boy nodded his head slowly, to afraid to think out the situation. The boy alowed the girl to hang on to his head as he watched the gunners slowly disapear. The boy was amazed at how fast the girl could run, he was having a hard time keeping up. Even with her holding his hand.

The boy suddenly felt the pain from his wound on his arm, and grabbed it with his other hand. Hopping it would take some of the pain away. Blood dripped from his wound, but he didn't complain.

[Frost]

(awww...maybe she could take care of him)

She kept hold of his hand keeping him close to her side. She looked at the small boy and gae a small smile, "Don't worry, I'll get you to safety soon" she said softly as she kept running, her bare feet skimming the ground swiftly and barely hardly touched the hard earth, as if she was flying.

[Blue]

The boy sniffled alittle and nodded, still to afraid to talk at the time. Soon the gunners were far away

[bleck, couldn't think of anything else]

[Frost]

Frost smiled and slowed down, slowly to a stop she turned around and looked at the little boy. "Are you okay?" she asked and observed his arms, that was wet with blood. "Shhh.." she said quietly as he sniffled.

Frost looked at his wound and then at her shirt. It was an old shirt anyways. She ripped her shirt into a thin piece of cloth. She applied pressure to the wound but kept it still and wrapped it around his arm. "Where are you from?" she asked sweetly as she kept wrapping the piece of cloth around the boy's arm.

[Blue]

The boy tried to hold back his tears, the cloth stung agents his open wound. "I-i-i don't remember" he said softly bitting his lower lip so it wouldn't quiver.
[bleck again...]

[Frost]

Frost gave a small smile, "Then were kind of even." she said and looked at his face. small and innocent. She moved her small hand up to his face whiping away some dirt and tears. "What's your name, sweetie?" she asked her blue eyes changed to a green warm and emerald.

(ergh, you gave me the curse of the writers block)

[Blue]

The boy sniffed alittle, "I remember, someone calling me Wrath- but that is all I can remember. Then...everything is just blank" he whisperd softly. Wrath didn't mind telling this girl about himself, for all he knew she could know more about him like the men with guns did.

[Frost]

"It's okay if you don't remember." she smiled, "I'm frost" she said gently, "you're very sweet for you're age, "how did you get into that trouble?" she asked and looked at him gently looking at him with a sweet gaze trying to figure out why such a small boy was running away from something.

[Blue]

"They had me strapped down onto this silver thing. They had knifes and all these other things. I got scared, I can't remember why but then I was running as fast as I can. Alot of guys chasing after me, thats when you found me" Wrath said softly, still a bit afraid as her rememberd how they were talking about cutting him open.

[Frost]

"Oh dear" she said and embraced wrath, "It's okay." she said and looked at him moving his dark hair out of his face. "Well, they won't touch you ever again, atleast when I'm not here." she said and looked at him, "you remind me of my brother. Aylen" she said remembering the small baby brother growing into a bright eyed blonde boy that stayed with frost all the time.

[Blue]

Wrath smiled his big grin, "Thank you" he said softly. His purple eyes seemed to change alittle. Then seemed happier and more human then before.

[Frost]

Frost smiled at him again. And rose from her crouching position. She brushed her jeans off and looked at Wrath, "Do you want to see something cool?" she asked and gave a happy smile. Her bright blonde hair whisped around her face as the winde blew.