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the wolf that walks amongst the herd

alright so this is a pet project that's just needs good criticism buy good criticism I mean that type that's a little bit Moline to the malicious level my idea came from lots of lucid dreaming when I was a younger child so I gathered all the memories or everything that I could find and created a character based off of it and then through so many obstacles at him that he just decided to do with what he can

Joshua_Burritt · Realistic
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chapter 7 act 2

We've landed ! I can't actually tell with this helmet on, surprisingly enough it's very comfortable, though I am exhausted. Michael told me the story behind the assumption that Huntley or how everybody calls him H for short, is a "wolf among sheep". Which is the statement made by people who have taught him. Most information on H is extremely over exaggerated from my perspective, first I saw the lie, which I knew was too good to be true. He was so perfect, kind, loving, and whenever I felt down he'd always bring me back up with his cute self proclaimed idea that " he's so old, everything hurts, and his over abuse of literature" as we're landing Michael states [prepare to see purple highlight on a tall girl whose well endowed] "you know something u didn't need to know that" I state. [No remember the girl who tried raping H in the hotel] "yes" [that's her] "name" [no you were being rude] sometimes Michael can be really helpful if you know how to talk to him, he shares a bond with him, I don't get if, from the recording of his "walks" they seem to spit hateful banter at each other, I still don't get how strong he is, I mean physically he has no worries other than all those crazy scars, I didn't know how he got them, and he wouldn't tell me. I mean after what happened, I kinda put two and two together, I finally take the helmet off when the plan finally stop. H gets the bags for us, but when I look at him now knowing that he was genetically modified as a young boy, I don't even think he knows, in all honesty I think that he doesn't care, all he believes in is that to fight evil you must become evil even if that means becoming the devil himself, everything that I know about him up to now is, well about H not James, is that they're one in the same just two personalities grasping for control, learning has given me a better perspective on him in general, I love him, when we first met, I never understood why he would talk to me, though the "using me" part  hurt really bad, when we were friends I never understood why he was drawn to me, though as we talked I felt drawn to him. Under the same sky, connected by our work that was something he said to me on our first date. I was at a loss of words, I got so flustered I had to leave, I felt so bad, the day after our date he wasn't there at my first class, I was worried I must've hurt his feelings. At my last class he showed up late and breathing really heavy, then he suddenly calmed his breathing super fast, red flag. I waited until after class to talk to him. More like I tried talking to him he always consumed by most of the class bugging about his scars on his face, really I just forget they're there. I remember waiting five minutes just to talk to him, I was going to leave, but I guess he saw me then called out to me, when he talked, he spoke so calm, and so assertive and he apologized for are date, after that I think we spent most of our time together it was all such a beautiful blur I can remember everything though only when I look at him. I guess what I'm trying to tell myself is that I need to look past the lie, but it hurts so much. Oh it seems he has seen me through the walkway in the airport and has carried my things while I was spacing out, I do this way to much, it seems there is a purple haired girl waving, she's pretty, talk, look seemingly athletic, and her breasts are almost as big as mine, oh it's the girl Mikkianea the crazy twin, oh no, I asked him if that was her, from the vids, I don't think he heard me I look at her and then look at him then I proceed to hit him, then she runs and jumps on H, at this moment I get very man I think, get the fuck off, but ive seen a video of how she fights, and I know how her personality is from what information Michael gave me, so I introduce myself, after that we actually get along l splendidly even every time we were talking it was sarcastic banter tarwards Hunt, I started to ask what he was like, and from what Mikki says  "he's too caring, he worries, he's quite, good at cooking, odly intimidating, and good when it comes to ripping someones skull in two…" I interrupt "what…" she grows silent then says "oh he spaces out in class and loves when you call him when he's on his 'walk' mhm" I really can't believe this girl tried to rape him I laugh, best thing I can do is be friends with her, because only some crazy idea such as that will let me better understand her, I'm even crazy for thinking that.we head to the car and make fun of Huntley, because it's actually kind of enjoyable, everytime I talk about him to my friends they sigh, and get jealous. So being able to compare both of his personas, and make fun of them is a real treat. Though I get angry at him every time he puts that helmet on, and seeing him have it on as soon as I get in the car… I think he's sleeping me and Mikki talk about how he's done it while standing he then taps her on the shoulder "he's dying" she yelled what is she saying, the blood the gunshot wound, oh no, how did I forget, I'm so stupid. 

Two days have passed since he went unconscious because of blood loss when we were rushing to help him, I thought we would go to a hospital , but instead we went to his house where a man named mr.kotegawa was there to help him I was crying the whole time I knew that wasn't really helping, but I couldn't stop. I ended up cleaning the blood off the floor with Mikki, when mr. kotegawa was finished helping he appeared before me telling me he's going to be fine, and making it clear that he just needs some rest, also that a pretty girl like me shouldn't cry, it really reminded me of something that his James persona would say, he also talked to Mikki in private that night. I went to his room where he was resting and stayed with him for the rest of the time being, mr. kotegawa told me that he'll make all the preparation for my longer stay, by getting me a job also gives me a letter of recommendation for the university nearby, by nearby, more like on the other side of the city. He also told me I should dye my hair cut it, change the way I have makeup, basically telling me to look different, act different, or act the same i don't really know, but he just ended with hugging me dramatically crying as he says "just have fun" I feel this is what he said to hunt when they first met. 

Another couple of days past, I've been trying to get myself better acquainted with my new surroundings, his house is pretty huge for one person. He still hasn't regained consciousness, he stopped sweating profusely. I started my new job at the academy as a secretary for the teaching staff since they have no real Dean, but instead a council of teacher's, it's quite interesting even the student body president who is currently Mikki's  brother whose names Christian. I gotten time to understand Huntley's background a lot more, his life has been very linear up to until he came here a couple months ago, he was used as an instrument of destruction, going here, going there, killing him, her and everything in-between. After a while of looking at black listed dossier, and rumored new that was picked up by the internet, I like how Michael made sure not to leave anything out about him, it gave me a better perspective on how I feel about him, I wasn't to trust him, but he lied to me. I'm sitting in the living room realizing that he is casually sitting next to me, eating chicken "uhhh… how long have you been sitting there" I ask knowing that all I'm wearing is a t-shirt. (13 minutes and 54 seconds) my heart starts beating fast enough to the point where it gets hard to breathe I impulsively lunge at him as I cry and kiss him, I don't stop.