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~ Plot ~

Everything is normal in Chicago, Illinois as the new school year is beginning. The only thing different is the new year at Bearmont High School, students groaning as they near the first day and excitement of seeing friends again. Little does the students and faculty of the school know, four students and a looming danger are about to change the city forever. Four students, no different than any other at the school, meet in one of their classes at the high school.

They have never met each other before, except maybe once seeing their face at the local grocery store once or twice. Although they haven't spoken apart from the simple "Hello" exchange on the first day - they are about to find out that they all have something in common. They are all different, sharing inhuman abilities that will change their lives forever. A Vampire, a Werewolf, an Animorph, and a Half Spirit who have no experience with these abilities thrust upon them are about to discover something the world has never known.

Unable to control their powers, they begin to behave strangely around their fellow students at the High School. Random earthquakes, thunderstorms, and fires begin to disrupt this part of the country - and they feel it has something to do with a shady student at their school.



~ Setting ~

Modern Day - Autumn
Chicago, Illinois



~ Characters ~

Amber Rodier - Polar
Ashlyn Buchanan - Polar
Zachary Chase ~ Hunter
Griffin Gold ~ Hunter




~ My Characters ~

Full Name: Amber Sloan Rodier
Nickname: Amber or Rode
Age: Sixteen, almost Seventeen
Gender: Female
Species: Animorph
Crush: None
Dating: None

Personality: Amber is the reserved type, but she isn't shy, if you understand what I mean. Around strangers she is defensive and isn't quick to make friends. Although she is not fond of strangers, she doesn't mind becoming their friend after she gets to know them really well. Around her friends, she likes to speak her mind and is the sarcastic type.

History: Born in Ontario, Canada, Amber lived with her parents until she was two years old. Her parents went missing in the middle of the night, leaving no note, not sign of their departure. Amber remembers waking from a nightmare, and not being able to find her parents when she ran to their bedroom. She sat alone in her parents' bed for three days until a neighbor called the police, hearing her desperate cries of hunger and loneliness.

She was found by a local policeman and taken to live with her Grandmother, a spiteful but gentle, old woman that took great care in raising her granddaughter. She was educated in a large, private school that taught only the French language to their students. Since Amber grew up knowing French, she had a hear time communicating with people when she and her grandmother moved to Chicago, Illinois when Amber was only eleven years old.

It took her two years to learn the English language and was made fun of at a local public school for talking funny and having an accent. After she had managed to tone down her accent and master the language, she decided to become an American citizen when she was fifteen years old. She now goes to Bearmont High School and has just started her sophomore year when she meets the three other students.
Appearance:

Personal Description:
Five feet Six inches tall
136 pounds
Hazel Eyes
Extra: Wears a mash of black bracelets on her arm for good luck; Knows French and English; Hair can change color depending on mood.
Most Common Forms: Silver Leopard ; Red and White Setter ;


Full Name: Florence Ashlyn Buchanan
Nickname: Ashlyn or Ash (usually goes by Ashlyn)
Age: Sixteen years old
Gender: Female
Species: Half Spirit
Crush: None
Dating: None

Personality: Ashlyn is the outgoing, adventurous type that is eager to make friends and feel welcomed. Although she has a friendly, naive aura, she can be fierce when she needs to be. She prefers to be in a group rather than by herself, being alone makes her nervous but she has her moments when she needs to be left alone. She is protective but not too protective of the ones she is close to and loves, but she will not stand by and allow anyone to be hurt.

History: Born in Berwyn, Illinois, Ashlyn grew up the average, American girl. When she was five years old, she and her parents moved to Hamilton, Texas and lived there for six years before moving back her home state and living in Chicago until present day, when she meets the other unusual students in her eleventh year of high school at Bearmont.

Appearance:

Personal Description:
Five feet Nine inches tall
140 pounds
Hazel Eyes
Extra: Ashlyn wants to become an actress when she grows up but her Half Spirit abilities might stop her from accomplishing this.

Full Name: Zachary Chase
Nickname: Zac
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Species: Werewolf
Crush: Open
Dating: No one currently.
Personality: Not necessarily afraid of vampires anymore, but he is still somewhat nervous thinking about the very first vampire he ever encountered: Griffin. Otherwise, he's normally a cheerful guy who always tries to bring up the mood, though knows when to cut it out. Zac is strong and brave, and willing to do most anything for his friends.
History: Zac used to live a normal life before he was dared by a few dumb classmates and sent to the forest as his challenge. There he was turned into the creature he is today and he was so traumatized by the accident he never went to his regular friends again. He stayed in the forest, not knowing how to change back into his wolf form and not really wanting to anyway. He was met with a vampire once. He was so nervous around the creature, let let fear get to him. It just so happened to be a full moon and he was forcibly changed.
The vampire, Griffin, was startled at the creature and ran off. The two never met up again.
Eventually, Zac got the hang of his abilities and moved to another town.
Appearance:
Personal Description: N/A
Extra: None

Full Name: Griffin Gold
Nickname: Could be called Griff, but doesn't like others to call him that usually so he tells others to call him Griffin.
Age: 17 years [has actually been living for 60]
Gender: Male
Species: Vampire
Crush: Open
Dating: No one currently.
Personality: Somewhat unstable due to his past, he could erupt at any moment if angered enough. He has respect for humans, though doesn't believe in the 'vegetarian lifestyle'. He can be a hothead sometimes, but if you really get to know him, you'll see he's a mess and a disaster inside. His past has completely destroyed him. To the right person he could be kind and caring all the time like he used to be, but for now that's never even a possibility. ~more to be revealed in rp~
History: Griffin used to be the talk of the town. He had the hottest girlfriend too, but he didn't date her just because of that. He actually loved her. He had been an honest, sincere guy, and one day a vampire came in to rain on his seemingly perfect life. He turned his girlfriend into a vampire and commanded her to kill him. Due to just the burning pain everywhere, his love didn't even know what she was doing. She attacked Griffin, changing him into a vampire too. In this entire accident, while he was transforming, the original vampire killed his girlfriend, his best friends, and left him with nothing. Griffin was shattered. He killed anyone and everything in his past and was nothing but a murderer by the time he should have been 37, yet remained 17.
It was there that he met a witch who was willing to propose a deal. She would charm a chain necklace and give it to Griffin to keep the sunlight from harming him, if he promised never to kill anyone in the town again.
Griffin didn't want to agree, because he wanted to kill all the humans so badly, but decided that protection from the sun was worth it. He took the charmed necklace and left the town.
Along his travels he met a very new werewolf, who's name he remembered as Zac Chase. Realizing it was a full-moon, Griffin decided to quick scaring the werewolf and high-tailed it out of their by the time the wolf half was all he could see. He never saw the guy again.
Now he has just arrived as a new kid. He decides to go to school and meets very unusual 'humans' on his very first day...
Appearance:
Personal Description: N/A
Extra: His chain necklace keeps him from burning in the sun.

Ooc:// I'll start if you don't mind ~~

Bcc:// Light slowly crept through the circular window above Amber Rodier's bed. The piercing sound of an alarm clock made her groan and she rolled over, smacking the top of the clock to make it shut off. She turned over again and covered her face with the pillow. The first day of school, what a chore. She could smell the familiar scent of coffee brewing downstairs and the creak of the air conditioner coming on and off. Amber pushed the covers off herself and crawled out of bed. She pulled on her new, red and tan tank top and dark skinny jeans. She grabbed some black socks and pulled on her new, converse sneakers. Opening the door to her bedroom, she felt a draft of cold air coming from the attic overhead and stepped into the bathroom.

She groaned again and brushed through her matted hair. Getting ready for school was defiantly not one of Amber's favorite things to do. After putting on her usual face of makeup, she grabbed her school ID - attached to a simple, white lanyard- and swung it over her neck. IDs were a rule at the school. Must be worn at all times on the school given lanyard. Amber rolled her eyes, thinking of what other stupid rules the school would come up with next.



Ashlyn Buchanan was already at school by the time Amber woke up. She was always early to school, either helping teachers get ready for their first period classes, or, since it was the first day, scooping out her classes and getting familiar with her schedule. Her ID jingled on her lanyard as she walked up the stairs, heading for her math classroom. She stumbled on the top step and scrapped her hand on the tile.

She checked her watch, 8:00am, students should be arrive now. Ash stood at the balcony and leaned over the railing, waving at familiar faces and saying hello every once in a while. Some say that Ash is too nice, but actually, she just has no intention of ever being on someone's bad side. She wasn't on some people's good list either. She had a tendency to lust for competition. When someone had better handwriting than her, she changed her handwriting to be better. When someone had a better haircut than she did, she got a new hairstyle. It was just her way to doing things. Some people thought she was stuck up, and they may be right. But to most people. Ash was a good friend to have.

She checked her watch again, 8:12, and headed towards her locker. She had French 3 first period, and intended on being perfectly punctual to every class. It was one of her new school year resolutions.

Amber stepped up the staircase that lead into the school. She looked up at the clear blue sky, already missing summer. Even though it hadn't officially ended yet, school still killed the summer spirit. She pushed through the pale, rusted green metal doors with a plaque that stated, "Bearmont High School - Founded 1918". Amber remembered last year, when she was a freshman. So ready to get into highschool, so ready to grow up. But this year, only two years into highschool, and she was over it. The maroon and white tiles that littered the floor made a familiar pattern that strangely comforted her. She walked past a staircase with another plaque that stated, "Senior Stairwell". The stairs were all labeled you see. One for seniors, one for juniors, and so on.

The fourth floor was for seniors, third for juniors, second for sophomores, and first for freshmen. Each designated stairwell only took you to the designated floor - so if you tried taking the senior staircase to get to the sophomore floor, you wouldn't be able to. A little confusing to new students but Amber knew the Sophomore staircase was located on the far side of the school. She finally reached the stairwell labeled, "Sophomore Stairwell" and climbed up the steps. She spotted her locked, 209, right away and quickly entered her combination.



Ashlyn was stuffing books into her bag when she saw another girl come up to a locker near hers. The girl ignored her and focused on entering her combination rather than noticing Ash at all. Not bothered by this, Ashlyn resumed stuffing books and school supplies in her bag. She checked off a list in her head, four class periods before lunch - Biology, Algebra 2, World History, and French 3. She was relieved that she would be able to get through some of the hardest or boring classes first thing, and have some easy classes the rest of the day. Ash jumped as her phone jingled and the girl looked over at her, rolling her eyes.

She rolled her eyes back and read the text message from her mother before stuffing it back in her purse. Swinging her bag over her shoulder, Ash waved goodbye to the girl and walked off to Biology.

Amber watched the other girl walk off and slowly raised her hand to wave goodbye, but the girl had already turned around and was striding down the hallway towards the Biology room. She almost jumped as a voice sounded behind her. Amber turned and acknowledged the boy with black hair that had greeted her. "Hello, there. I'm Amber" She answered with a smile. She then noticed that his locker was right next to hers. What had he said his name was...Zac? Yes, Zac. She studied him closely and got a weird feeling, as though she was nervous but excited at the same time.

"Oh, sorry. I don't mean to be rude but - you seem familiar..." Amber wondered if maybe she had met him before and that was why she had this weird feeling. Suddenly, red streaks formed in her hair, giving her a strawberry blonde color and she didn't seem to notice. The streaks were quite obvious and made her look...what was it...different?



Ashlyn pushed open the heavy wooden door that lead into the classroom. She could hear the many excited voices of students greeting one another and getting back together with each other. She spotted a few people she recognised from last year and sat at their table. There were five tables in the room with four students at each table. She listened as one of the girls was lelling a story about what she did at her summer camp - but her mind kept tracing back to the girl in the hallway. She couldn't put her finger on it, but something about her was...different.

Ash checked her watch, 8:45, fifteen minutes until classes started. She excused herself from the table and walked out into the hallway towards her locker. She saw the blonde girl, and two boys, one talking to her and the other seemed to be listening from a little ways off. Ash walked down the hallway and stopped at the water fountain, not taking her eyes off the three.

Zac nodded, suddenly thinking maybe he knew this girl from somewhere. Did he? No, it was impossible. His mind kept wandering further off from reality, thinking maybe everything he had been taught was impossible was in fact possible After all, a bit more than a year ago he had thought that werewolves didn't exist and here he was this day and moment a werewolf himself. He shook off his thoughts.

"Amber? That sounds like a beautiful name." He gave another smile. Looking around he tried to find something to say. Though he felt a pair of eyes on him, he decided it was probably nothing and continued searching for sentences. "So, am I the only new kid around here? Cause you seem to know your way around," He observed.

Griffin suddenly felt a pair of eyes on himself. All this time he had been the one wavering and watching, but now, as he turned to close his locker, he felt someone else becoming the watcher. The wood from the brim of the locker weakened him, though he tried not to show it. To the watching girl, though, it would be fairly obvious something was going on between the teen and the dead tree bark. Griffin tried to search for where the source of this feeling was coming from.

After looking around through various groups of teenagers, sophomores, he finally found someone by the water fountain who seemed focused on nothing but him and his original 'victims'. Well, that's what the vampire called them, even if he wasn't necessarily going to kill them. Watching them like prey was enough to earn them the name, in his mind.

Still, he gazed upon the blond girl. Something seemed off about her. She seemed... strange, but enticing at the same time. He didn't approach here, that wasn't his style, but instead stayed right where he was. If she really was the one keeping an eye on the three, she'd see in two minutes flat out that Griffin was now studying her. His crystal blue eyes stayed locked onto her face, figure, and eyes. They didn't leave. The pools of blue had a stunning brightness to them, a kind of glare that was unnatural. And every so often, they glinted red. You had to look extremely close to notice the hints of vampirism hidden beneath those irises, but little did he know it wouldn't be long before Ashlyn and the others discovered his closely guarded secret...

The feeling it gave to just see his face was one of almost broken evil. It seeemed to be that way at first, unless you looked closer and took more time to see it.

Amber stared blankly at him for a moment, before shaking her head and processing what he had asked. "Thanks," She replied with a smile, "This school is a little hard to get used to, but once you get the hang of it it's real easy. I can show you aro-"

She stopped abruptly as she realized that someone was listening to their conversation. She felt the burning sensation of being watched and looked around - feeling the sensation ease after a moment. She then realized there was a girl, the one whose locker is right next to hers, at the water fountain who was watching their every move. She failed to notice Griffin - and turned back to Zac. "I don't think this is an A-B conversation anymore..." She nodded towards Ashlyn.



Ashlyn cursed to herself when Amber looked her way. She was never good at eavesdropping - so she turned her head away and caught a glimpse of Griffin staring at her. She jumped at his ice cold eyes and stood, frozen, for a moment before taking a few steps toward him. Ashlyn had never seen or met Griffin before, so she guess that he must be a new student at Bearmont High. A jumble of freshmen ran by, confused by which floor they were one, and paraded down the stairwell. Rolling her eyes, Ash came up to stand directly in front of Griffin, extending her hand.

"Hello there, I'm Ashlyn. Most call me Ash, though."

Amber's eyes followed Ash's every footstep toward Griffin and watched as she began to start small talk. She rolled her eyes and suddenly froze, looking horrified at Griffin. His eyes, which had been icy blue a moment before, now shone scarlet and pure evil. No... It can't be... vampires don't... Thoughts raced through Amber's mind and she saw the blue color restore herself. Must be a trick of the lights, right? She looked up at the many lights that lit up the hallway. She then heard the sound of fast, shallow breathing and turned to Zac.

"Zac! Are you alright?!" She grabbed his arm with her hand and noticed he was staring at Griffin with the same horrified look Amber had when she thought she saw the red in his eyes. "Zac, it's just the lights..." She tugged gently on his arm.



Ashlyn smiled at Griffin, "That's an unusual name, I like unusual names." She blinked and stepped aside as a student walked in between them. Then, when she looked back at Griffin, she saw his eyes had changed. They were red, like blood, and full of evil. Her jaw dropped and she took a shaky step back. She remembered that color... It was in a book she had read once. A book about vampires.

Ash caught her breath and opened her eyes, but his were still blood red. She had heard about vampires before, some sightings and rumors that they really did exist. She had never actually thought about it, but was it a possibility that vampires really did exist? She took a step closer, knowing it was stupid to get closer to a vampire with red eyes. But what if he wasn't a vampire, and he just wore contacts? Ash tripped as she took another step forward and stuck her hand out, to grab onto Griffin's arm if she fell. But her arms went right through him, as though he were a ghost. Or as though she, was a ghost.


Ooc:// Amber and Ash don't know of their powers yet ~

Amber stared at Zac, "Did you just...say that boy over there... He's a vampire? And you know him?" She shook her head, more red streaks forming in her hair from confusion. She gasped as she saw something strange in the corner of her eye, and turned her head quickly. Did that girl who had been eavesdropping on Amber and Zac's conversation just fall right through the vampire guy? She blinked and decided that she had probably just fallen next to him and it looked that way.

Vampires and people falling through one another...I must be tired. She thought and looked at Zac. His sentences weren't making sense and he was still in shock. Amber tugged his arm again, it seemed to pull him back into sense.



Ash gasped and looked at her hands. They looked solid, but when she reached for Griffin's hand, they just couldn't get a grip. "I-I don't know what's wrong with me..." She answered Griffin's question. Looking up at his face, she realized he was just too calm about this. She had just fallen directly through him, and he wasn't even shocked. A sudden surge of energy flowed through her arms and she reached for his hand again, this time grabbing it. Pulling herself up, she dusted off her legs and stared at him, then looked over at the other two who seemed to have seen the whole ordeal.

"W-what.." She whispered to herself and examined her hands again.

Amber followed Zac around the corner where the the gap was, more red streaks covering her blonde hair. Her hair usually turned red when she was curious or adventurous. Her grandmother told her to tell people to asked about the color change, that she had just colored her hair. She had no explanation for the hair color changes, not yet.

Amber closed her eyes, trying to think about what Zac might be about to tell her, and opened them again. "I promise. I won't tell anyone." She whispered, looking around to see if anybody was nearby. Suddenly, the first period late bell rang, and Amber rolled her eyes. Late on the first day, she didn't really care, but it felt weird missing the first class of the first day.



Ashlyn glared at Griffin, clearly not going to forget what had just happened. "I fell through you! People don't just go falling through others on a regular basis!" Ash caught her breath and calmed down before speaking again, "I'm not going to turn this into some Twilight Saga confrontation but - I know what you are. The way you have been staring at the students in this school. It isn't very different from the way a lion would stare at an antelope. Her expression hardened and she took a step closer.

The hair on the back of her neck began to stand up, but Ash tried to hide her fear of Griffin. The late bell rang and Ash winced. She had never, never been late on the first day. But it seemed like today would be the day - probably of her death.