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Varen's Story; Descibes how Varen came to be involved with the Pack
Topic Started: Apr 14 2012, 10:02 AM (88 Views)
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Varen is driving home from a Gig for his band. They played pretty well, and Varen is still feeling a rush from performance. They performed some songs Varen had written and some covers. Oh God how he enjoyed Singing. That was one of the only things he was sure he loved.

Varen crushes a Monster and lets it drip into his mouth. He puts a CD into the player and loses himself in the music. As he sings along to the lyrics-
"Right now we're got a reason to live, but it's got nothing to do with you. We've got a lot of places we're gonna go, a lot of things that we're gonna do. In your world we may be no one, but what makes you think you're someone?
We have got just what we need and we don't need you.
No one."

As he pulls into the drive way of his "Home Sweet Home" he notices some lights are on. "Aw shit," he thinks to himself. He gets out of his car and goes to confront his Father, who he know is waiting inside for him. He walks inside and into the kitchen. He sees his Father, with a half-empty bottle of Bourban. Varen's father looks at him and walks to him. He smiles and Varen could smell liqour on his breath.
Varen's Father says, "Where have you been?'
Varen sighs and says in an emoitionless tone, "Out."
His father screams, "OUT?"
His father reaches out to strike him, but Varen grabs his arm and then forces him againist the wall. The Father is screaming and Varen grows tired of it. He snaps the old man's arm. The Father appears to be shocked at first. Then he starts crying his eyes out. Varen feels a stab of guilt, but he cannot take living here anymore. He notices the liqour bottle and one thougt leads to another.
Varen smiles and says, "Want some more liqour?"
He takes the half-empty bottle of liquor and pours it on his Father. He looks at his Father lovingly one last time, and then pulls a match out and lights the bastard on fire. Varen smiles and then leaves his "Home Sweet Home."

Varen grins and just lets himself feel for once. He feels guilty for doing that to his father, but at the moment he just doesn't care.
"I won't be going back there anymore. I'm free!" Varen could barely contian his joyous laughter.
Varen gets into his car and leaves. He goes onto the highway and just doesn't stop. The Car is an old black Voldo that Varen has bought by working at the library for a couple of years. It's old, but it runs and thats all Varen cares about. His father had been so proud of him for buying his first car.
That's the moment when it hits him.
"I just killed my own father!" he screams so loud that it tears some of his vocal cords.
Varen starts sobbing and just gives up.
He makes a sharp turn and rams into a tree.
Varen hates himself more then he ever thought possible. He blacks out in a sea of red.

As Varen comes to, he is aware that he is out of his car. He looks to the side, he finds the car totally wrecked. Varen struggles to stand, but he seems to have no major injuries. "I'll live," he thinks bitterly.
Then the suicidal- teen hears a howl of a wolf. It gives him a very bad feeling. A feeling of danger and dread.
Without hesitiation he runs into the dark forest.

Varen was running for a very long time, before he notices.
His leg has a long gash and he is losing blood, fast. Varen already feels dizzy and knows he doesn't have long. He changes his mind.
"I don't want to die," he whispers, like a child. The thought of dying was scary and every cell in his body revolts against the idea.
He staggers a few more steps and see's light and hears people talking. He notices a sign that reads, "Quileute Reservation."
With the last of his strength, he screams, "HELP!!"
Varen falls to the ground and starts humming the tone of "Last Caress" By the Msifits.
He faints from lack of blood.
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