one x one with Fallen

[ingenuity,]

please do not post unless you are me or Fallen.
Feel free to read along, though!

A new kid comes to school. He appears
to be human... But there's more to him than
what meets the eye. Perhaps werewolves aren't
as bad a people think... Or are they?

The girl's father is a werewolf hunter.
Will things work out? Or will Chase be put
into more danger than he was aware of?

[heaven.]

:3

[ingenuity,]

Chase

Age // eighteen

Gender // Male

Single // Straight

Appearance // Chase is a thin, 6'2" tall high-school boy with brown hair and icy blue eyes. He's stronger than he looks and definitely has more to him than what the normal human eye can see. Some trained and skilled people can tell the difference between him and most others, but the majority of people have no idea. Chase is a werewolf. Known for being vicious and unpredictable, they are hated and shunned by many and hunted for by some. In wolf form, Chase is a large white wolf with blue eyes. human form - wolf form

Strengths // Speed and agility are some of Chase's strongest traits, but anyone who messes with him is in for a huge surprise. Just because he's got a thin build doesn't mean he's weak- Chase is actually stronger than most boys his age due to being a werewolf.

Weaknesses // Werewolves are prone to major anger issues and problems with stopping themselves when they're in wolf form. This is why they are considered dangerous and are feared. Although a werewolf could usually be able to control when they transform from human to wolf or vice versa, sometimes anger or other strong emotions can make them transform whether they actually want to or not. This proves to be a huge challenge. Chase was naturally a very calm person and was very hard to anger before he was turned into a werewolf.
Being in a car crash when he was younger, which happened to kill his whole family, not only left Chase with a dislike of most people but also left him with an uneasiness whenever he has to be in a car. Although it has lessened over time, he still prefers to walk most places whenever possible.

History // Chase has a secret that he prefers to keep to himself. Nobody knows about his secret. He has had nobody to tell anyway, even if he wanted someone to know. His parents and brother died when he was around 10 years old in a car crash, which he was the only survivor in. With no other family to live with, he was forced to live with foster parents. His first foster parents were slightly abusive in multiple ways. One night, he ran out of the house to get away from them. He found himself in the forest in the back yard. Something pushed him over and he blacked out. When 10-year-old Chase woke up, he found that he wasn't quite normal anymore.

[heaven.]

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Danielle Ryder
•Seventeen•
•Female•
•Straight•

Personality;; Danielle has a good sense of humor, and she does smile a lot. She likes to joke
around constantly, to which she often gets statements about her needing to be 'more serious'.
She doesn't let these comments get to her in any way, so she just continues to be herself despite
what others say. When you first meet her, she might be a bit sarcastic and rude, but she tries
her best not to be. She can be pretty nice at times, and often too trusting which is one of her
main flaws. She knows how to defend herself, and she is smart about what she does.

Habits;; She bites her lip a lot when she is nervous, or when she is thinking. And she messes with
her hair a lot by flipping it over instead of letting is sit straight down. These both are habits that
she has had ever since she was younger, and she has been unable, and unwilling, to break it.

Appearance;; Danielle stands at about 5'3'' tall. She has long, blonde, curly hair. Her eyes are
an ocean blue, and her skin is a light-olive color. (Refer to picture if necessary.)

History;; Growing up with a Werewolf Hunter as a father wasn't easy. As Danielle matured, her
father became more over-protective of her. All her life, he has warned her about the dangers of
Werewolves, and that they are vicious and terrible creatures. Her mother has been the same way,
constantly warning her that if she ever meet a werewolf, to get away and to safety as quickly as
possible. Though her mother is not a hunter, she is still just as informed as Danielle's father is.
While Danielle does live in a sort of fear, she has always been curious about Werewolves, but she
would never let her father in on that little bit of information.

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[ingenuity,]

Chase woke up to the irritating, high-pitched beeping sound of an alarm clock. He sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, squinting slightly from the sun that was now shining through his window. He silenced the alarm clock and got up, tripping over the edge of his bed as he got dressed. Today was the first day at the new school he was going to. He had just turned eighteen recently and had a chance to move way from his foster parents, whom he very much disliked and felt no emotional attachment to. He had just gotten a chance to move away from the area that he felt uncomfortable in for so long. To move away from his past in hopes of forgetting it all. The people there knew his secret. They all glared at him and avoided eye contact. He was treated like a monster nearly all his life in that small town. Chase pushed these memories to the back of his mind and continued to get ready for school. He was determined to look as normal as possible, which wasn't all that hard, considering a werewolf is half human. Not only to look it but to act it as well. He would have forgotten by now what normal humans act like had he not grown up in a town full of them. Being part wolf kind of gave him strange tendencies which only a werewolf would likely do as well as a huge emotional issue to deal with. This wasn;t the worst of his problems, however. Chase would have to force himself to stay calm, otherwise, he might accidentally... Well... Become a wolf at school and give everything away.
Checking the time, Chase realized that if he didn't leave right then, he could be late. He grabbed his backpack and left, locking the apartment door behind him. The school wasn't that far away. It was maybe a ten or fifteen-minute walk away. Chase would have a car of his own, but he really didn't have the money for it... He also didn't trust them.
As he walked onto campus, he saw a group of girls pointing at him, probably realizing that he was the new kid and wondering what he was. He ignored them and walked past them. The last thing he wanted was attention.

[heaven.]

Danielle lets out a sound of discontent at her father's voice echoing through
the house, telling her that it was time to get ready for school. Though she has always
enjoyed going to school and socializing, she never liked the whole waking up part. She
pulls herself out of bed, wincing as her bare feet touch the cold hard-wood that serves
as her bedroom's floor. She stumbles her way to her bathroom, turning on the light and
staring at her reflection in the mirror for a moment before washing her face and starting
to get ready. She does her makeup swiftly, which is no more than a bit of concealer and
some mascara, and then gets dressed in her new outfit. She takes a few moments to
brush her hair before heading downstairs to get a ride from her father to school. Once she
gets downstairs, she grabs an apple off of the table, and puts her messenger back quickly
over her shoulder, before heading out to her dads car where he is waiting for her. During
the ride to school, they exchange only a few words, and when they arrive to the school, she
murmurs a quick goodbye before getting out and heading into the school, focused on getting
to class on time.

[ingenuity,]

As Chase walked forward, trying to avoid the large groups of people, the bell rang. All around him, the groups split up and people left to their classes. Most of them looked like they were similar in multiple ways, like the sports players, the bookworms/smart people, that group of complete idiots, (like there always is) and, of course, the popular kids that usually have no skill but bragging. Chase checked his schedule, which was written on a piece of paper so he wouldn't forget. His first class, fortunately, was math. Math was always his forte; the easiest class for him. Then there was English, which he also had quite an easy time in. The one class he hated, however, was History. Chase hated history completely. It was the least interesting subject of them all and he really found no interest in what some dead person did hundreds of years ago. Some of the other classes, Chase didn't really mind. PE was never hard to do and science... Well, it was okay. He glanced over his whole schedule again. His elective was art, which he had in his last school. Art was pretty easy and Chase wasn;t all that bad at it.
Having never been to the school before, Chase wasn't quite sure where everything was, so he was forced to walk up to someone and ask them where the class was. He really didn't want to but saw no way around it. He walked towards a short, blonde-haired girl and greeted her quietly. She was quite pretty and her outfit was obviously nicely planned out. She looked like almost the opposite of Chase. "Hi. Uhm... Where's room A-4? I'm new here, so I haven't really gotten a chance to find any of the rooms."

[heaven.]

Danielle walks to her locker, getting out her books
swiftly before heading to class. Just when she began to walk
towards the doors of math, she was stopped by a tall boy. She
stopped immediately, her gaze shifting upwards to make eye
contact with him. She gives a smile, listening to his question.
She forced herself to pay attention to his words, and not his
attractive face, and muscles. She tucks a few strands of her
curly hair behind her ear, "Oh, A-4?" She asks, snapping back
to reality, "That's Math. I have that as my first class as well.
You can just follow me, if you'd like, and I can show you the
way." Her smile never falters as she speaks to him. Her father's
words rang through her head about always being skeptical of
any person, but this boy didn't come off to be anything other
than an ordinary human.

[ingenuity,]

As the girl answered, Chase nodded and gave a small smile. He was glad that she wasn't one of those rude people who would make fun of someone whenever they get the chance. What were the chances that he would randomly meet someone with the same first class as him? It was even better than just getting directions to the room. "Thanks. I'm Chase." He wondered if he came off as just a normal human... He really hoped so. Wonder if there are any normal humans here... They're usually the ones who are werewolf hunters, but you can't really be sure. It would be nice to know. People who hunt werewolves would probably brag about it. It was really irritating to know that there were actually people that would kill other humans... Not only that but the fact that they were accepted and not considered murderers... That really showed how much werewolves were considered monsters. They had feelings whether people accepted it or not. Usually, the hunters would wait until the werewolf was transformed to kill them, but some people would just straight out kill them no matter what. Maybe killing a wolf was easier than killing someone who looked human...

[heaven.]

Danielle weaves her way through the crowd, checking behind her
every so often to see if the boy is following her still. She listens to him over the
slightly loud sound of students getting to their classes, "Oh, it's nice to meet you,
Chase. I'm Danielle." After a moment, she approaches the math classroom, "Here
we are... Math." She bites her lip as she thinks about her current grade in the class,
"Which is the only class that I'm probably going to get a 'B' in." She mumbles.