Somethings can't be fixed

[LIAM AMYCUS IFINOH]

What if the devil was lie?

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It wasn't the apparition that bothered Liam, it was the giant gash in his arm. Stupid bloodsuckers, since when did they use swords? That was the last freaking time he allowed that stupid prick to send him to Japan. He was so tired of putting his life on the line in a foreign country, hell he didn't even like Britain, nothing but a bunch of lazy tea drinkers. Still he was stumbling towards the jerk's apartments, it's not like he knew where it was.

After a few wrong turns he finally gave up and slumped against the wall, why did he even stay to fight vampires with swords? Still he didn't mind his job, the pay was good and he got all the perks of being family head without the unnecessary work. Unless you count samurai ninja vampires, what the hell was in the blood they were drinking? Ripping a piece of his shirt he tied the cloth around his wound, wincing as it stung.

He could so use a drink right now but he had no idea where he was, it wasn't a good idea to apparate in pain. He didn't have a choice the aurors were showing up and he didn't need the heat, none of the hunters did. He looked down the alley before stumbling towards the light. Now that the adrenaline was wearing off he could feel the pain in his leg. He was sure it had to be broken but he couldn't just sleep in an alley way.

Taking his wand out once more, once he was sure he knew he wasn't in Japan anymore he tried to apparate only his leg gave out. He "gracefully" stumbled into a dumpster. "Crap" he muttered loud enough to scare the rats away, he was sure someone heard him. He tried to remember the spell to help mend a broken bone but it didn't come to mind. He reached in his pocket for a pain potion and downed the contents.

He stilled when heard shoes clacking against the ground, just his luck, someone had found him. No one would believe his story about vampires with swords, he knew Sherwood had it out for him. He just thought ninja assassins were too cliched.

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someone, somewhere

even though i'm on my own, i know i'm not alone, cause i know there's someone somwhere praying that i make it home. so here's one from the heart. my life right from the start. i need a home sweet home to call my own. --------------------------------------------------------------------

There wasn't a day that went by that she didn't think of that boy; her best friend who died too young and by someone else's hands. Rowen had met Rory when they were only ten years old, and it was a brief meeting until they met officially on the Hogwarts Express. Ever since then they had been the best of friends and practically inseparable. However, her love for her best friend cost him his life, because the boy she was supposed to be betrothed to, decided to poison him; ending in his untimely death. In her defense, she had no awareness of this betrothal and didn't know her friendship would cause such pain to a boy and his family. It would be a lie to say she didn't feel guilty because of it, but it would be an even bigger lie to say she wasn't angry. She knew who killed him. She knew exactly who he was because she was betrothed to him, but there was no actual evidence except for the slip of his name from Rory's dying lips. There was nothing she could do with that. But one day, he would pay. Karma always came back around, she was sure of it.

That day was not only the worst day of her life, but it was a day that helped her only realize her dream to be a nurse more. She wanted to help people, and be able to save lives. Rory's couldn't be saved; they were too late, but that didn't mean she couldn't save many other people who were either in the same predicament or in other lethal situations. Sure, she wasn't in the poison department at St. Mungo's, but she was still in a profession of high demand. And it was one that could keep her helpful to the farm that took her in when she ran away from home. Rowen wanted to do much more for them than just helping out around the house; cooking and cleaning. Now that she was a nurse, she could be a healer for them when the care was needed.

Making her way down the street, Rowen kept her wand close at hand just in case it was needed. The night was quiet, but as a witch, it was well known that there were always people and other creatures lurking about. Danger was everywhere in the wizarding world; especially for a young woman such as herself. 

Hearing a loud thump, the young brunette jumped and drew her wand, ready for anything that might try to attack her. But nothing came except for the sound of a male voice. Curiosity getting the best of her, Rowen's feet carried her in the direction of the source, wondering what exactly had happened. When she turned the corner, her eyes immediately landed on the man huddled against the dumpster, his appearance fairly rough. 

Rushing to his side, Rowen knelt by him. "My name is Rowen and I'm not going to harm you. I'm a healer." She said, introducing herself and trying to make sure he didn't think she was going to try and worsen his situation. "Do you mind..." She asked, pointing to his arm. One thing she learned was to not assume you could touch a person without permission. 

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[LIAM AMYCUS IFINOH]

What if the devil was lie?

Liam snorted and ran his free hand through his already messy hair. What was she doing going to investigate strange noises in alleyways? He could've been a serial killer and not the good kind either, the kind that killed beautiful young ladies due to some psychological abandonment issue. She should be more worried about herself and less about him, karma wasn't going to cause him to lose his arm.

She was too mean for that, she'd just bide her time until he piled up offense and she enough grounds for execution by pigeons or something equally embarrassing. "I'm not worried about you harming me, I could've been followed you know....you can't just help random people in alleyways...its dangerous."

The twenty-three year old winced as he unwrapped the gash in his arm, the cool air making the wound sting. He gave a small nod in permission but also thanks, she didn't have to help him and he knew that. He was going to kill his boss, he just didn't want the responsibility...he liked his carefree lifestyle.

We it would be that way until he was twenty-five unless he decided to allow that kid to keep running things. If he was being honest...he probably would, either way Liam got the money and power just not the voting seat. Politics were overrated anyhow, he was more a man of action and of course clean up.

"I'm Liam by the way, what's your name?"

He was hoping to avoid questions but she'd probably ask them anyways. It was something he came to realize about women, they never dropped a subject. If she didn't ask now he'd ask later...would there even be a later? This was just some random Samaritan act by a healer who was way too obsessed with her job. Of course he liked his job too....he was a historian, though he didn't think she would believe him.

"would you mind telling me where we are, I took a couple of wrong turns looking for my friends house"

The half-truth slipped off his tongue easily, he had gotten so good at lying he forgot how much he actually lied. It was an ongoing thing between hunters, to see who could tell the best lie. He always won and with simple ones at that, who needed an extravagant lie to get out of things. Simple was often the best,unless it came to alcohol then it was the really old really expensive stuff you wanted.

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TAGGED. @rowen

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someone, somewhere

even though i'm on my own, i know i'm not alone, cause i know there's someone somwhere praying that i make it home. so here's one from the heart. my life right from the start. i need a home sweet home to call my own. --------------------------------------------------------------------

Her eyes studied him for a moment, taking in every feature the man had to offer as she thought about his words. Maybe he was right. Maybe she shouldn't have investigated just because she heard a strange noise. Still, if she hadn't, she wouldn't have been there to help him. They say that curiosity killed the cat, but sometimes curiosity also led you to something good. If she hadn't been curious that night when she was ten, she would have never met Rory. Just like if he hadn't have been curious about the party, they would have never met. Yes, her best friend was killed by the one she was supposed to marry, but she would never regret meeting him or getting close to him. "You are very right. It could have been dangerous. However, dangerous or not, you were harmed and I do not regret my decision of following the noise." She told him, her tone serious and confident. "Plus, the world we live in is full of danger. Anything could happen at any given moment."

Rowen watched as he removed the cloth, wincing as he did so. She could imagine why, as it looked horrible. Scooting slightly closer, she held her wand up and swished it to make a light appear in order to see the wound better. Gently, she inspected it with her free hand. If it wasn't taken care of, it would probably get infected. It was a deep wound and needed attention she didn't have the supplies for on her person at that moment. Instead of wrapping it back up, she first took what he had wrapped it with before and tied it tightly right above the wound. "This will stop the blood flow to the wound so you don't bleed out." She explained to him before she ripped a piece of her dress off to use as a temporary bandage, replacing the one he had on before. 

"It's a pleasure to meet you Liam. Though I wish it would have been under better circumstances." Rowen said, giving him a smile before she turned the light off on her wand. "Now, is there any other injuries that isn't quite as visible that I should know about?" She asked him, her eyes meeting him as she waited for a response. "And to answer your question, we are right outside of Ottery St. Catchpole. In fact, I live not too far from here. Your arm wound calls for better attention and potions I don't have with me. If you do not mind, I would like to take you there so I can treat you properly." She said sincerely, wondering how he would react to a perfect stranger asking to take him home. Usually she wouldn't allow a stranger in her apartment, but he needed help and she wasn't going to allow him to just stay there wounded. "You are welcome to stay the night and rest before you take off to wherever you were heading as well."

TAG: LIAM AMYCUS IFINOH

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Lyrics: Someone, Somewhere By Asking Alexandria; Template by Paige @ WATR

[LIAM AMYCUS IFINOH]

What if the devil was lie?

Liam laughed of course she had to be stubborn, why else would she try to help him. He always wondered about people and things they perceived as dangerous. He was by every definition a serial killer, he killed consecutively with a pattern and for sport. Although it was slightly different seeing as he was raised to do it and it was werewolves and vampires, but werewolves were people except for on one day a month. It didn't make them human though, they just reverted to their true form every once in awhile. Once bitten your brother turned into your enemy, they lost themselves in the madness, the hunger.

"So are you always this confident or is it just something about meeting strangers in alley that brings out the fire in your eyes?"

Leave it Liam to be not only a flirt but kind of rude to someone who was offering him help. It wasn't as if he wasn't grateful, he just shouldn't have needed it. He nodded at her words about the blood, he had already lost quite a lot as is. Even if he life was kind on the line possibly and his leg was broken, she was still incredibly pretty.

I really do appreciate this, my leg is broken but i'm positive I can at least stand on my own"

He had to maintain at least a small amount of dignity, even if he was living a very odd fantasy hot nurse and injuries? He chased those thoughts away as the conversation progressed and he nodded, had she just asked him to her apartment. He had been in stranger situations but never asked to girls apartment for pure purposes. He laughed at the thought, she was sure to think he was crazy now.

"if you thinks thats best, who am I to turn a lady as beautiful as yourself down?"

He slowly stood up using the dumpster as support for her broken leg, even if it was the most pathetic excuse for movement he ever saw, he was glad he succeeded. He need to keep some type of dignity, this was surely to be a humiliating experience, he would get revenge if it was the last thing he'd do.

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TAGGED. @rowen

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MADE BY VEL OF GS