A Play With[o]ut a title

[James White]

••A Death Without A Name••

••A Play Without A Title••

Pain still hurt, even through the magics of time and love, it still hurt. Even when you already had someone who could help you through it, it still remained. You can't erase what's been done already, so it stays embedded in your mind.
James felt like that, he knew Will felt like that too, so it was harder to bare. for six years he had been shunned by his birth parents and locked away because of their fears. He hated feeling like that, loathing a person so much you wished they could shrivel up and disappear. Everyone had that kind of person, right?

James felt the water lap at his feet, the cold water seemed to soothe his aching head. So many things had happened between the time he and his brother ran from his parents to the time right now. He lived alone now, his brother going off somewhere unknown to him, so he was alone. Now, James knew Will wouldn't leave him, they were all they had after all.
He closed his eyes, feeling the drag of unconsciousness; being alone outside for weeks did a number on your health. James was always weak to illness, always had been since he was smaller. But now, he had to help himself.
He cupped his hands, plunging it into the lake water, transferring it to his mouth and back again, occasionally stopping to cool off his head. The fever burned bright, the shine in his eyes would be an instant give away, the burning hot sensation if you touched the skin, yet he felt cold all the way through. With a cold shiver he got up, turning around towards the treeline where he kept a small bag of provisions for the next week. James couldn't afford medicine, so he did the best he could. He stumbled, his footwork not doing the best as he fell to the ground. "Clumsy oaf." He cursed under his breath, the hot ache in his head burning brighter. He held his head in his hand, squeezing his eyes shut in the pain. He tried to get up, to make it to the tree that held his bag, there was only a bit of food left, plenty of water. James breathed heavily as he managed to stand himself up, half tripping, he walked over to the tree only ten yards from the lake. He heaved himself up the tree until he was on the lowest branch, his back against the trunk. He wouldn't make it long, he knew. James Hunter White would be just another casualty, that was, once they found his body....another unnamed death....

[Claw]

Claw tensed as she listened to the movement below her. She could smell the sickness and disease emanating from the human, if he was a human. She looked down at him, he seemed human enough, he didn't really smell completely human, but maybe that was just the sickness. Her eyes flashed red for a second, and she shook it off. She didn't want to hurt him, just in case her instincts were correct and he wasn't human after all. She jumped up and crouched carefully on the branch, not making a sound. She didn't try to hide herself to much though, if this was just a human and he started to run away screaming, she could just kill him, and if this was not a human, he probably wouldn't be scared, so she just watched and waited to see if he would notice her or do something to show that he wasn't human after all.

[James White]

James heard a rustle above, a bird? He looked up, eyes glazed with what was almost confusion. It was a bat thing, a girl with wings and red eyes, the devil? She sure was young. He shook his head looking once more, willing the fever to be gone for a moment to think. "Your a monster?" he guessed, tilting his head. It did make sense.
The tall blonde boy chuckled, "Come to kill the small human? Well sorry to rain on your parade." he chuckled again and did what he did best. He duplicated. Where one James stood, two stood beside one another. He could split into multiple people, but not just himself, objects too. He bent over picking up a small beetle, he closed his eyes and felt it split into two. Now, two beetles crawled on his palms. "I'm not exactly human." he said with a tone of almost melancholy.

[Claw]

Claw smiled, she was right, she loved being right. She jumped down from the tree, landing gracefully on her feet. "Good," she said, "I was hoping you wouldn't be human. And yes, I am monster, I think that is quite obvious." She spread her wings and grinned widely, showing her teeth. "So, what happened to you?" she said, meaning his sickness and being-out-in-the-forest-all-alone-while-very-very-sick...ness. She sat down on a nearby branch while she waited her him to respond.

[James White]

James and the duplicate James smiled, despite his position at that moment. The clone walked into James nad morphed back with his own body, he left the beetle though. It flew delicately from his hands, both their movements exactly the same.
"Well," he started, his hand rubbing his neck, "Long story short, I've lived here for a year along with my brother who isn't here at the moment. It's only just took a turn for the worse, but no worries." he said smirking. He sat in the branch below the girl. "I'm James, you?" he asked her.
He was never one to get sad, the only time he was, was when he was yelled at. He hated that, to be disloyal and someone would get angry with him, it scared him, yes, james was a little soft.

[Claw]

"You can call me Claw." she said. Claw scooted over until she was sitting sideways on the branch and she leaned back until she was hanging upside down, letting the blood rush to her head. she kind of liked to hang upside down like this, she guessed it was a bat thing. "Do the police recognize you yet, cause if they don't I can get you to the hospital. If they do, I can just find Agenta. Hopefully she won't start charging for her services, cause we tend to need her a lot."

[James White]

James shook his head, "No, I've lived out here for a long time, I've only rarely went in the city." He confirmed leaning back against the cool trunk of the oak. James wasn't familiar with a hospital, but his mother used to work their often. "I guess I'll go with you." he said rubbing his hands together.

[Claw]

Claw looked at him skeptically, suddenly doubting her idea. Still hanging upside down, she asked, "Are you sure you can walk all the way there, cause I don't think I can carry you, and if I go with you, we're gonna have to be pretty careful, cause they already recognize me. Maybe, we should just get Agenta..." she sighed, "Ah, I don't know. It's kind of a long walk from here to the hospital, well, not for me, but for you. But it's also kind of a long walk to get Agenta. What do you think?" she started swinging back and forth, swaying with the rhythm of her thoughts.

[James White]

James tapped his chin thougthfully, "That is a problem isn't it? Well you could always leave me be, but I doubt you would." he said still thinking. "How about you take a duplicate with you and bring him, there's two ways that I can go when I morph back with him. One, I can make him come to me. Two, I can come to him, either way it's like teleport only more complicated. But if you refuse to that you could just bring me supplies." he pointed out. James liked thinking out stuff like that, lay out all the routes. He could guess a person's moves if he knew them well enough. Like a game of chess almost. James closed his eyes, a flash coming from down below until a shape as James took form. "Take him, he's healthy." he said, his blue eyes closed.

[Claw]

"Um, okay." she said, hopping down from the branch. She looked oddly at the duplicate. She didn't know if it was like a completely different person, or if it was just the same person kind of like another body part or if it could even feel or do or say anything. She didn't know what to do with it. "Well, just follow me then, I guess..." she trailed off and started leading the duplicate through the forest, trying not to go to fast so it could keep up. (do we like make another thread now )