His Shifter (Man x boy)

Mevicmire

(Sorry for not updating for a while, I went into Seattle with my family. I hope you enjoy. It's kind of short so yeah)

XII

(Hellson’s PoV)

 

It’s been three months and still my mate hasn’t woken up yet. In Fact you can’t even see him, he has seem to built a crystal like thing that has encased his body. No one really knows what's happening to him, even Sven doesn’t know what happened to him. The last thing he knew was that he was in the bathroom taking a shower.

Somehow I know he’s going to be okay, but I know that he isn’t going to be the same. Because really if you spend more than a day encased in something I sure wouldn’t be the same would you?

I felt a tap on my shoulder, I looked up at Sven who had a smile on his face.

“Get up lazy ass.” He chuckled, “Come on there’s something up with the crystal.”

“Really?” I got up from the chair I was sitting in .

“Yes now hurry up I have a freaking English Essay to complete before midnight.” Sven said and ran up the stairs.

We had completely renovated the place, so the mansion wasn’t as creepy as before. But still we knew that the spirits were angry with us, because there’s been shattered photo frames, lights flickering, sometimes even they show themselves and knock you around sometimes.

Leo, my mates and Sven’s father had told me that he had been pushed down the staircase once or twice. Sven has told me that he’s heard scratching at the walls and other random things. Like even though the water heater is working, while you’re taking a shower is turns to ice cold and you can’t turn it back.

Sven has told be that his friends hate staying over at his place, but they still do because they think it’s pretty cool, plus there’s a large swimming pool and a hot tub that we managed to drain and fix. Both are now running well.

Leo leaves all of the lights on now, in the second floor and first floor, he doesn’t normally go up to the third floor unless to check on his son.

 

Sven and I both climb the stairs and walk into Ryiad’s room which we also redid. We hope that he likes it when he wakes up.

The first thing I noticed when we walked in was that the crystal encasing was broken, the second thing I noticed was that there was no Ryiad anywhere. I looked up when I heard growls coming from above.

I saw a boy that looked similar to Ryiad, but he still didn’t look like him.

The boy jumped down from the ceiling and grabbed a pair of scissors off of the desk, he pointed it at us. He was crouched down slightly narrowing his fuchsia purple eyes at us, he had really long silver hair. His edges were sharper than Ryiad’s, but somehow I knew that was Ryiad. I tilted my head confused so was my wolf.

“Ryiad?”Sven looked at his twin, well obviously fraternal twin now.

The boy looked at him and stood up straight. He looked at us then turned to a mirror behind himself, and started chopping at his hair.

Why the hair?

The beautiful hair why?

“Whoa, okay Ryiad stop torturing your hair, and how about we get you a real haircut.” Sven suggested, and the silver haired boy turned an hissed at him. “Whelp, I’m outta here. Good luck Hellson.”

Sven walked out.

I rolled my eyes.

“Ryiad?” I said, Ryiad looked at me calmly then chopped off the last piece. His hair was now short, but was a little long. It kind of looked like one of those stereotypical emo/goth shag haircut. It fit him well, I almost liked it better on him than his long hair.

“Stop talking to me mortal.” He growled slightly then walked around me, “I have better things to do.”

The hell?

“Ryiad come on.” I complained.

I was suddenly slammed into the was with an invisible force.

“Did I say it was okay to speak?” Ryiad hissed, “And that isn’t my name fool.”

“Then what is it?” I snapped, getting irritated.

“I thought your people would know who I am.” He rolled his eyes, “I’m Mevicmire.”