Username: zshimmer88
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Sparok name: Ezekiel (Ez for short)
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Sex: Male
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what's important: He Isn't sure what's important to him. He used to love his family above everything, though things started to change inside him. He started to have bouts of aggressiveness. He used to be sweet and calm, though the problems only grew and grew until his family left, leaving him behind in fear that someone may get hurt again, knowing that it was only getting worse and everything they tried failed to help him. He let himself go after that and remained in the house, though it was much less neat and tidy. His issues only got worse, even seeming to go mental at this point, sometimes having breakdowns or going into his own little world. The necklace he chooses to wear around his neck is only partially important to him, but not the most important thing. It reminds him of his family, the good times he had with them, but also what he has done and when they left him. In his eyes, the world has seemed to become dark and gloomy, not finding much of a point anymore.
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Ezekiel continued to walk, frowning slightly and observing his surroundings, the forest almost completely silent. He huffs slightly and his eyes narrow, his eyes being quite odd, there being four eyes with oddly shaped pupils. Ez frowns and raises a brow, the silence seeming quite odd. He starts to run, running down the trail and into a clearing with a small home on the other side. He looks around warily, slowly walking over before walking inside and calling out, “Hello? Guys? Are you home?”. He searches the house, there being no trace of his family other than their scents which led outside. He sniffs the air and his eyes narrow, starting to follow it. He follows it for a while before his ears would perk at the sound of many soft footsteps. His eyes seem to light up as he catches the scent, figuring out that it was in his family. He starts to run closer and he smiles. “There you a-”, his smile slowly fades as he watches them all stop and look at him, frowning.
His mother had obviously been crying, a scar on her cheek from one of Ezekiel’s past breakdowns. She looks away and sniffs, her ears lowering as she pulls Ez’s little brother close against her with her tail.
His father frowns and huffs softly, looking down and mumbling, “Go home, Ezekiel.”
Ezekiel takes a step forwards, frowning slightly, “Where are you guys going?” He’d ask, tipping his head slightly.
His father takes a deep breath and shuts his eyes, shaking his head slowly, “We’re leaving. You’re staying. Now go home. We can’t take anymore chances with you.”
Ezekiel stares at them, his eyes narrowing as he repeats him, “‘We can’t take anymore chances with you’? What’s that supposed to mean?”
His father looks at him and growls softly “You know exactly what I mean. You’ve already hurt your mother and nearly hurt your brother. We just can’t risk you causing anymore damage, especially with a young one in the household.
The words hurt more than he could ever describe. Ez stares at them for a minute, shaking slightly and clenching his teeth. “W-What? But I can do better!”.
His father shakes his head and mumbles, “This hurts us just as much, but we can’t do this anymore. I’m sorry. We love you, but.. Not enough to risk someone getting hurt because you don’t know how to control yourself.”
Ezekiel takes a step back, digging his claws into the ground and tearing up, “You can’t just leave me here.”
His father sighs, looking away, “We are. I’m sorry, son.”
His little brother looks at his mother and whimpers softly, squeaking out, “Momma, why are we leaving Ez here?”
She sighs and looks at him, nuzzling him gently and whispering. “Don’t worry about it, sweetheart.”
The father looks at them and mumbles something before turning and starting to run, his mother and brother starting at Ez for a moment longer before following, leaving Ez alone.
Ezekiel has tears streaming down his cheeks as he claws into the ground, choking back a sob as he shakes slightly, quickly turning after a minute and shakily running back to the house. He runs inside and hisses, raking his claws across the wall and crying softly. He takes a deep breathe and shuts his eyes, lying down and covering his face with his paws, tears rolling down his cheeks as he claws into his head slightly, causing himself to bleed a bit.
After a while he pulls his claws from his head, moving his paws from his head and slowly standing, sniffing and looking down at the necklace around his neck. He growls, ripping it off and throwing it at the wall. He shuts his eyes and shakes, lowering his head and mumbling, “I’d say I can’t believe they left me here, but in reality I know why they did.”
Present day
Ezekiel’s POV
Ezekiel yawns and sighs, sitting down and staring out of the window. He’s a bit more ragged than he used to be, having gotten older and let himself go a bit. He yawns, glancing at the necklace on the floor and sighing quietly before walking over, grabbing it and putting it on. He shuts his eyes and frowns slightly, mumbling “What the hell am I doing.”
He stands, walking out of the house and sitting down, looking up at the sky. “Everything seems so dark and gloomy nowadays.” He’d mumble, sighing quietly and shutting his eyes. He whispers to himself, “I wish mum, da, a-”
He growls softly to himself and opens his eyes, shaking his head, “No. I don’t. They left me so I just need to get over it.”
He sighs, frowning and standing, shaking slightly as he walked back inside. “I just.. I just need to calm down and relax. Yeah, just relax.”
Switch to Ezekiel’s family’s POV
Ezekiel’s father sighs and looks around, yawning softly and sitting down, “Damn. Long day.”
Ezekiel’s mother nudges Ez’s little brother outside, mumbling “Go play, kiddo. Honey!” she’d call out to her mate.
The young sparok squeaks softly and looks at her “But mum, I-” He cuts himself off, shaking his head and walking outside.
His father raises a brow and walks over to her, huffing softly, “Yes?”
She sighs and frowns, “He’s asking questions about his brother again. What do I do?”
He takes a deep breath, frowning slightly and remaining silent for a moment longer before mumbling softly. “I don’t know. We can’t just tell him that we’re scared his brother is going to hurt him.”
She nods, looking out at the boy, sighing. “We need to explain it to him sooner or later. He misses him and we can’t risk him going off looking for him again. It’s been a year and he still hasn’t let it go. Then again, neither have we, huh?”
He sighs and nods, looking down “Yeah. Damn, I didn’t think it would be so hard.
She sighs and nods, nuzzling him gently and shutting her eyes. “Well, the only thing we can do for now is settle down and raise our son. Maybe one day we will find Ezekiel again and he will be better, but for now there’s nothing we can do about that.”
He nods and yawns before they both say at the same time, “God, I miss him.”
Switch to Ezekiel’s brother’s POV
He frowns slightly and sighs, sitting down by one of the trees outside, being shielded from the sun by the shade cast down from the tree. He sighs, looking up at the sky and mumbling to himself, “Where is he?”
He huffs softly and stands. He sniffs the air and looks around, checking to make sure his parents were inside before taking a deep breath. He hesitates for a moment, wondering if he should really go through with this.
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(WIP. This story is no where near finished. I doubt i'll be able to finish it before the end date though, so it continues on with him going on a journey to find Ezekiel, his brother. He'd return to his home to find him there and try to convince him to come home. he'd stay for a while and they'd grow close again, talking about everything. Ez would have his little bouts of craziness, freighting the boy sometimes, but all the boy wanted to do was help his older brother and reunite their family. Again, even that's not all of it. That would just be the next part. <3)
