Familiar || H2OVanoss

8

Jonathan

I woke tiredly, muscles stiff and cramped.

"He's finally awake, Vanoss." A voice came from somewhere behind my head. I couldn't move though.

"Nogla, make sure Del isn't dying or anything stupid like that. Wildcat, Mini, Moo- make sure that he doesn't attack. Nogla, your familiar would provide a fine distraction to his own. Jiggly, keep your familiar close by. As for you, Ohm? Stay out of this." Vanoss' annoying voice ordered everyone around. "Oh, and Basically, stay with me."

I groaned, warning my familiar about Nogla's. I couldn't quite remember what his familiar was, though.

Nogla looked me over, whilst Vanoss started talking to me.

"Hey Delirious, have a good sleep? Yeah, I don't really care, buddy." He stretched out the word and made it sound like an insult. "I'm here for questioning."

"Fuck off," I spat.

Vanoss sighed. "Ohm, do your thing."

Once again, black.

•••

Evan

I can't help but think that Delirious might just be... telling the truth. But then that means Marcel and the others are lying to my face... there's obvious distrust in this group, I've talked it over with Moo. He feels the tension, definitely.

I just don't know what to do anymore. The only person I really trust fully is Moo, and he isn't exactly... the bravest...

This just sucks so much, all I wanted was to get Lui to join our group but now I have to solve all of these problems with Delirious. It's almost like I'm playing some kind of video game where there's the main quest, but I have all these side quests I have to complete first, before I can do any kind of progress forward.

I almost want to just banish them all from my group but they're useful in a few ways; numbers of people, strength, their familiars... that's not the only reason though.

Delirious. For some strange fucking reason, I don't want to torture him. I don't want to hurt him. I want to protect him from any kind of harm. I'm even going so far as to say I want him to join the Vanoss Crew. But if he joins, I'm sure to have members leave.

That's not even the only problem.

Gassy Mexican is a huge problem.

I killed his friend in cold blood, and he came up to me with more anger than I've seen in one person, ever. Fire was burning in his eyes, his teeth were gnashing and his familiar was equally if not more angry.

The strange thing was, he wanted to join us. I have no clue why, and it might of been a bad idea to accept his request, but I wasn't having no wolf jump on me, tearing me to shreds.

He mostly kept to himself anyway, always in his room, audibly sobbing despite his failed attempts at being silent. His wolf howled sadly as well. I feel so guilty now, and I've never felt any shred of remorse, ever. I can only wish that one day he'll forgive, if I'm not dead by then.

Moo rushed in, bringing my thoughts to a close.

"Vanoss! It's Delirious! He escaped!"

My eyes widened, and my jaw dropped.

"What?!"

•••

Sorry for taking so long, moved house and didn't have internet for a bit.

Will be away for two weeks in a whole different country so bear with me. No updates for a little while.

Questions:
Do you want humour in this story, or do you prefer the seriousness?

Should there be any other ships? (As in SeaMexican, Minicat, DaithiDeCalibre, TerrorSnuckel etc).

Also yes there's like no H20 Vanoss yet sorry but you gotta wait for plot development and I want this to be a fairly decent sized story.

~Panther