Post originally by Character_Eventide Fehr

Ryanne was one confused young woman. She had a rough life, and an even rougher childhood. Having Jezika for a mother never helped her situation. But this time, this time she couldn't blame her problems on anyone but herself. Morlis had abandoned her, so had Ameerah -- granted she had some help with that from the crazed boyfriend she aquired for herself. That she blamed that on Jezika -- her horrid taste in mates. But that was besides the point. Everyone had pretty much left her for dead. Who ever heard of a pack mentality? Weren't they supposed to protect their own? Eh, it really didn't matter anymore. However upset she was at the situation, she missed them for some off reason. She missed them all. The one thing she didn't quite miss was the wolf. The wolf, as far as she knew was either dormant or gone completely. Granted, being that her father wasn't a wolf, she didn't understand how it was there in the first place. Maybe she was just going crazy.. Her family tree was unknown, but she didn't have time to dwell on that. It was really on the bottom of her priorities list.

Now, something else flooded her instincts.

Maybe Evie was just unlucky. Maybe she didn't deserve to have a normal life...

Why was all this happening to her? And why now of all times? She had been perfectly happy in her hidey hole all alone. Stupid Fate and how it messes up her plans.

While she didn't really blame any of them, it didn't make things any easier on her. No friends and no family, made her really want to hide for the rest of her life, and she was well on her way. There was really nothing else she could do. Wrapping the scarf around her neck, she slid herself from the tree in which she had taken shelter in for the night. The dark haired girl tipped her chin skyward and tried to catch any sort of scent on the air.

Evie looked nothing like her mother. Dark hair and darker eyes, she was pale and porcelain like. Though at times, her eyes could turn to a brilliant ice blue instead of the dark sapphire they stayed normally -- a color so close to black, she often got mistaken for a demon. Now, dangerously skinny, she didn't eat much and when she did, it never could stay down. Evie looked more feral than anything and often wondered why she was even doing this in the first place.

Try as she may, Evie couldn't hate her mother. Gods knew she tried -- she tried everything. Blaming her for her wretched life, blaming her for her mixed heritage. Everything. Breaking away from the psychotic wolf that followed her around was the best choice she ever made for herself. However, it caused the most trouble in her life..

Evie was just fucked. She had no idea about anything that had gone on in the last year or so.

Except for one thing -- she had no idea what in the hell she was doing.

Right after she seperated herself from the rest of the world, she had been attacked. Having bene caught off guard, Ryanne had no way to defend herself against the attacker. Three nights later, she woke up in a strange place with a strange craving for something that used to make her sick. Something was definately wrong. And for once in her life, she couldn't blame Jezika for this.

Surprise, surprise.

However, her mother may know what the hell was going on, so the next move would be to track her estranged mother down and ask her some questions. Because Gods know, Jezika had been everything under the sun. The only question was this; would Jezika even speak to her after the way Evie had treated her?

Only time would tell, and that was enough for Evie to follow the trail left by her mother. Then again, Evie was taught and trained to track people. It was her job. It wouldn't take her long to find her, or at least she hoped. Then again, Evie was part of Jezika, and she used that bond to follow her feelings -- as buried as they were, to a new land.

Yet again.

Though this time, she had no one to help her. Nothing but her tie to her mother, who's only link to her was the fact that she birthed her. That's where the maternal bond ended.

If this was Fate, Ryanne would rather have nothing to do with it. Her life was fucked up enough without someone else tugging on her strings. She really didn't know how much more of it she could take before she fell off the deep end -- and this time, there would be no coming back from it.

Post originally by Character_Eventide Fehr

Ryanne knew that this wasn't going to be pretty. She knew it was going to get ugly, and ugly fast. The last time she spoke to her mother was to yell and blame her for everything that was and had gone wrong in her life. There was no stopping Evie's rampage against Jezika, even though she knew Jezika was torn up enough and that she really didn't need it coming from all sides.

The teenaged angst was natural. Evie never had a normal bringing up. She was aged young and never had the chance to fully develop, and at seventeen, she finally is starting to catch up to her mind physically. For once in her life, Evie felt horrible for the way she treated Jezika. It may never happen again, but they had something in common. They both lost someone they loved dearly, however Jezika lost him in a more.. violent manner than she did. Even though her mother didn't speak of it much, she knew that it tore her up inside. Maybe Rya could learn to be a bit more understanding when it came to Jezika.

This was all new to her, having a mother that actually cared about her. Jezika had died when Ryanne was born and that left her to be aged to take care of the twins Jezika took as her own. It was a big responsibility for a ten year old. Ever since, Evie resented her mother even though Jezika tried. She had been trying to make up for the wrongs she had done, but when that bastard of a demon stole her away from the life she knew Jezika loved.. it had been so many backsteps that Ryanne didn't know where that put her.

Knowing well that Jezika had trouble with men, she knew that she either picked the wrong ones, or stayed with the ones she shouldn't. Knowing that she lost Morlis, was the hardest lesson of all, because even Evie knew that Jezika loved him more than her own life, she always knew that but Evie was never one to think before she spoke. Though, the girl knew not to bring him up, it was still too fresh of a wound -- especially after what Evie had said to her the first time she saw Jezika after Morlis had broken all ties to them both.

"You must really be a fuckup, Jezika to lose the love of an incubus." The sharp reply came from the girl, and a bitter laugh "I can't believe how stupid you are. He cherished you and you stomped all over him like yesterday's garbage. Which fucked me up. Do you even realize that what you do effects other people?" A sneer and Evie remembered watching as Jezika broke down. Jezika's features crumpled, and it was a fight for her to keep what little face she had left. "You're weak. You've always been weak. I don't know what he saw in you anyway."

"I did some pretty messed up things, Ryanne. And I regret every single one of them. I hope you know that. I hope you know that I hate myself for hurting him. I love him more than anything and I hurt him. I left him, and I destroyed him. I would sooner kill myself than see what I have caused." Jezika retorted, though her voice was breaking and the tears welled up in her eyes. By the way she sounded, her heart was breaking more and more with each thing Evie said to her. "If I could take it back I would. I would do it all over again in a heartbeat, and I'd make the right decisions.. I didn't want any of this to happen. I don't blame anyone but myself. I was brainwashed, I have no excuse other than that. The thoughts were never my own. I never felt that way, I didn't...I.." Jezika's words had left her as her eyes closed. She had more to say, but the words escaped her. That and Evie didn't give Jezika a chance before digging into her again.

"Those are all excuses! Hate yourself all you want, it's not going to bring him back and make him forgive you! He'll never forgive you and neither will I." A growl came from low in Evie's chest as she narrowed her eyes at her mother. "I hope you never find happiness again. You don't deserve it. You don't deserve to have a normal life, and you don't deserve to find love. You'll just ruin it like you always do. You can't keep anything and not kill it. You're pathetic, Jezika.. and no mother of mine."

Jezika's eyes widened, but she didn't say anything more. She couldn't. The look that passed over her face was indescribable. There was a flash of pain and hatred all in the same moment. Her jaw tightened and her hands balled into fists at her side. There was no way she would let Evie see what the words had done to her. Evie remembered that Jezika just looked at her for a moment, turned around and walked away and never looked back. Evie hadn't heard from her since.

That scene played over and over in Evie's head as she closed her eyes. She knew that Jezika had every right to tell her to fuck off after what had happened. Evie expected it, but she still went looking for her. It was the last thing she knew to do.. no one else would be able to help her -- she didn't even know if Jezika could help her.

The real question was... Did she even deserve to be helped after all of this?