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🦢 ᴢᴇʀʀᴀᴛʜᴏɴ sᴡᴀɴ 🦢
Reneé had drove the two siblings from Phoenix to the airport, windows rolled down, it was hot, about seventy-five degrees. The sky had no clouds in sight, just a baby blue clear sky with a bright hot sun shining in on the car.
Zerrathon Swan was wearing a simple brown tee shirt with a picture of a skull on the middle of it, along with some baggy light blue army pants, however the other sibling, Bella Swan, seemed to be wearing what seemed to be wearing her favourite sleeve-less, white eyelet lace shirt.
Where as Bella was wearing this as a farewell guesture, Zerrathon seemed to just wear his shirt as if it was any other day. The two siblings were heading to a gloomy and sad town in the northwest of Washington by the name of 'Forks'. It was where the two would spend a month every summer with their dad, until Bella had finally put her foot down.
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Throughout the times when Zerrathon wouldn't see his father, he had changed, especially in posture; going from an insecure boy to a confident male. He seemed to have also changed in hair style, going from having almost a buzz cut to having mid length, shaggy brown hair.
It felt like days since they had been in the car, even if it had been only a few hours, that may have been why he was overjoyed when he could get out of the car. As soon as the boy stepped out he stretched out his upper limbs, his shoulder blades popping.
The male grabbed his favourite white fadora, just before the car door shut, placing it onto his head with a sigh. He slowly shuffled his feet slowly towards Bella, watching her give their mother one last farewell embrace, as much as Zerrathon wasn't close to his mother, he still enjoyed her motherly embrace she would give him.
Zerrathon wrapped an arm around his mother shoulder, giving a one armed hug, before letting go. He walked over to Phil and grabbed his case, wheeling it into the airport. The poor boy wasnt the luckiest in his family, especially since he got diagnosed with dissacosiative identity disorder when he was younger.
He stiffened up as soon as he felt someone cling onto his arm, only to see his sister, his body relaxing. He pulled the girl into his side as he walked into the line, his arm wrapped around her shoulder softly.
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Not only was the wait for the flight long, but when they finally were on the flight, it took ages before they finally landed, Zerrathon had almost flew forwards when the plane came to a Rocky end. Grunting, he held onto one of the seats in front of him so he could become steady.
The male looked to the side of him, seeing his sister asleep, he brung one of his arms up, slightly nudging her with his elbow. “Time to wake up sleepy head” he teased, seeing Isabella groan awake, rubbing any sleep from her eyes, as she glared at the male beside her. His only response to her seems to be a teasing dip with his favorite, before shooting her out of her seat so they could go.
When they had landed in Port Angeles it was raining, although neither of the siblings saw it as a bad omen, it was just unavoidable. When they got out of the plane station they saw Charlie waiting with the cruiser, something they were both expecting. Where as Bella didn't exactly want to be driven round in a car with red and blue lights on top, Zerrathon really couldn't care less.
Zerrathon moved towards Charlie pulling him into a one sided hug, before slowly pulling back, patting his fathers shoulders down, as if awkwardly dusting him off. He allowed his sister to move closer to Charlie, as he watched the go into an awkward embrace.
“It's good to see you both, you haven't changed much Bella, how's Renèe?” Charlie smiled, looking at them both, he didn't exactly know what to say to his eldest child, due to the fact that he hadn't seen Zerrathon in ages.
“Mom is fine, it's good to see you too, Dad” Neither of the siblings were allowed to call the older male 'Charlie' to his face. The two siblings only had a few bags for Washington, not much clothes for Zerrathon, but enough for him to wear until he can buy some more.
Slowly they loaded the truck with their clothes, “I found a good car for you Bells and a decent motorcycle for you Zane” Zerrathon only hummed not too into the conversation, as he entered the car with the other two. “What type of car?” Zerrathon jabbed his sister in the side for asking it like how she did “well it's a truck actually, a chevy.”
For most of the ride, Zerrathon just zoned out, his head rested against the window, as his eyes fluttered shut, only opening when his sister had opened his hand for his anti depressants. He groggily grabbed his water bottle and sipped a bit of it, before popping a pill into his mouth and gulping it down.
He fell back to sleep right after, his medication only dampened the symptoms, but it didn't help a lot, he would still blank out for like a day and come back to find out that his personality switched again. Zerrathon did try treatments for his DID, but he just couldn't keep going with them, so be just stuck with his medication, only ever going to the school psychiatrist if it got bad.
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Groaning he awokened after finally feeling the car come to a halt, getting out, he went around the back to the boot, he pulled open the lid and grabbed his suit case, wheeling it away tiredly. Zerrathon looked up to the house, seeing that Charlie still lived in a two bedroom house, just like when he would sleep in the same room as Bella.
There parked on the Street in front of the house was both Zerrathons new motorbike and his sisters new truck. He hummed, before going into the house after his sister and father, as he followed them into the rooms, he hummed, seeing that the two still slept in the same room like when they were younger. “I know you may have wanted to have seperate rooms from each other, but I didn't know where to put one of you” Charlie sighed behind them as they looked around, Zerrathon only smiled, looking at his new bed. “It's perfect dad, thank you” he spoke, going to sit on his bed.
