In the Beginning...

The Renegade Alliance

I'm the narrator && this is just the prologue



(Here is were Robin leibe will put all her characters such as Dirk, Garth, Silra, Arine, and Annie. This however will take me sometime, maybe some what less if I'm devoted to finishing their profiles. For now Dirk's will be up and finished within a couple of weeks.)


Not quite human//.

The creation:: Dirk Neiros Fernis Jouneel
Alies[es]:: Just Dirk.
Gender:: Male
Species:: The Classic Were
Age:: Mid-tweenies

Appearance::

Personality::

History::

Relations//
--Mate::
--Mother::
--Father::
--Uncle::
--Siblings::

Only in a dream
Rolling down the highway was a sleek midnight blue 1975 Pontiac Firebird Formula, it's 400 engine roaring with pride extreme pride as it's driver pressed hard on the gas petal. Windows had been rolled down to let the loud heavy metal 80's rock pour out from the eight track that was set under the drivers seat. The owner of this beast was a dark brown furred male who rested one hand on the steering wheel and his elbow stick out of the window. A grin was plastered on his maw. His lips began mouthing to the lyrics of Photograph by Def Leopard, which was blaring his speakers at the time.

This was his dream car and only in Sideways was he able to experience the feeling of driving it.

Next to him in the passenger seat sat a gray furred female wearing skintight clothing. White sunglasses covered her multicolored eyes. Behind them her brows arched inward in confusion as she looked about. She then turned towards the male, shifting her weight on the black interior, "Dirk honey? Why are we in your Pontiac?" She went unheard for she was being drowned out by the music. Leaning in a bit she reached for the knob for the volume and turned to it to the left. Def Leopard was now a mere whisper. Dirk, for a split second, snapped his eyes from the road and looked at her. "Kirochka, what?" he spoke, slightly irritated that she had the nerve to turn down what was his second favorite type of music.

I had asked you: why are we in your Pontiac?" she questioned him again.

Dirk's eyes fixed back on to the road, "There is someone we have to pick up. Who, I don't know."

Kirochka's face pinched into confusion again, why hadn't he told her this before? "What? You don't know this person but you persist to pick this stranger up?"

He shrugged, "You ask too many questions. I'll explain later." Not giving her a chance to speak again, Dirk pointed into the direction where a lone figure stood at the side of the highway. "I suppose that's him."

He was coming up fast so he took his foot off the gas petal and slowly hit the breaks. The Pontiac came to a perfect stop next to Syllvan. He flipped on the emergency lights so that the other vehicles would avoid him. Then he looked at him and said, "Looks likes you need a lift buddy."


The discovery of the non-humans

Dirk received a rude awaking that morning, his alarm clock drilled hard in his sensitive ears causing him to groan with displeasure. Flopping over to the other side of his bed, he slammed his hand down upon the button, almost making crack under the force that was applied on to it. With another groan he forced himself to sit up. His eyes fluttered open as it changed from a dark red color to brown when the sunlight hit them. After discovering that the light was too bright for him at the moment he buried his long face in to the palms of his hands. It happened last night, it finally happened. He didn't listen to his human Uncle when he told him that something like this was bound to happen; the discovery of the non-humans. Dirk refused to hear it and now he regretted disagreeing with him.

Standing up from his bed he continued on with his daily life. First to the bathroom, then find a change of clean clothes, say good morning to his sister and uncle then out the door to do want ever he pleases. Garth (his uncle) always telling to get a job every time he leaves the house but does he ever? No. What a disappointment. Anna tends to worry about her brother a lot and she should be. Lucky for her, she never became a were-creature and Dirk was glad that she was not.

Walking along the crowd of the sidewalk, Dirk decided to eat at the diner this time for breakfast, which sounded good, but he would have to be careful now that the secret was out. He frowned at that thought. Then he had spotted the man and the girl with a few others. Wasn't that the beast? He questioned himself as he stopped nibbling on the back of his lip ring. He only saw a glimpse of them last night from his home but with in that one glimpse was almost like a good look to him. No doubt that that girl was the were-creature running rampage last night.

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