CRIMSONFANG
The Moon Wolf.
Obsidian Star God.
Progenitor of Lycanthropy, Werebeasts, Hellhounds & Shapeshifters.
Lunar Flame
Primordial Instinct
Eternal Blood
Brother. Father. Protector.
The moon does not command me.
It remembers me.
Straight Male.
Ships with Chemistry.
"Of course, don't tell him I called him Pup again; he likes to remind me he's all grown up now, but enough about my troublesome little brother, how are you doing, young Enid?"
Crimsonfang noticed the young blonde standing nearby, regarding her with gentle curiosity as his ancient silver eyes softened with a warmth that contrasted the immense power resting beneath his calm demeanor.
"That pup of mine is an Alpha, though believe it or not, he was something of a late bloomer himself, so I wouldn't be too quick to believe that blooming late means blooming weak." His smile grew playfully mischievous.
Rebekah was silent for a moment, visibly trying to process this latest revelation about his increasingly absurd family. “Adapolution.” She repeated the word slowly and raised an eyebrow. “Adaptation fused with evolution. Of course. Why would anyone in your family be something as simple as an ordinary vampire or werewolf?” An amused smile flitted across her lips.
“And you call Cole the best of you all, even though he, too, is something completely new.” Rebekah grew visibly more curious. “At least that explains why you talk about him differently than you do about your older brothers.” She crossed her arms.
“But what does that actually mean, Crimsonfang? When Cole adapts to something, does he continue to evolve? Does he get stronger when he’s confronted with new powers or dangers?”
@_DEADLETTER_ "Now i understand that. Well there is a store near by i can take you there amd we can get you something their. But only if you want. And how about this if you have a tab ill pay it off. How does that sound?"
Fang then ordered looked at the bar tender and said. "Ill pay for her."
@_DEADLETTER_ Fang extended his hand for a proper polit greeting. "Well my parents had a unique way with names."
He smiled softly. Then asked
"Are you hungry? I bet your hungry, so you order anything you like ill pay it off for you."
@_DEADLETTER_ Fang smiles warmly sitting down next to her. Gives her a good look then asked.
"Are you here alone?" He admittedly realized he hasn't introduced himself.
"Oh I forgot my manners for a moment. My name is Crimsonfang but everyone calls me Fang. What's your name?"
"To be honest my eldest brother and the older of the three teenage brothers are the most complicated of my family. My eldest brother is the Origin like i may have said. Now Cole is the best of all of us but not us he is something new Adaptation fused with Evolution, Adapolution."
Rebekah blinked at him for a moment. “Four of you are older than creation itself… and yet you have brothers who are still teenagers?” She slowly raised both eyebrows. “And I thought an age difference of a few centuries between siblings was complicated enough.”
A soft laugh escaped her. “I take it all back, Crimsonfang. Your family is actually even stranger than mine. That’s quite an impressive feat.”
@_DEADLETTER_ Fang noticed Chloe she stood out from the others. He gently rubbed his chin. Then he took a drink of some whiskey before standing up. Fang started walking over to the open space next to Chloe. Before stopping a few feet away. "Is it ok if I sit here miss?" Fang spoke politely.
Rebekah immediately raised an eyebrow with interest at the name. “Ebion.” A small smile appeared on her lips. “So, Kallen’s father. Hope has already mentioned his name, but apparently she’s withheld some interesting details about this family from me.” She crossed her arms and looked at Crimsonfang curiously.
“And has Hybridia met her too?” Rebekah shook her head slightly. “Darling, I’m starting to get the feeling that Hope knows more members of your family than I do.”
At those words, Rebecca’s expression softened instantly. A proud smile flitted across her lips ,,Yes, Hope was well raised.”
“Hope learned what loss means far too early…more than any child should ever have to experience. And yet she’s kept her damn big heart.”
At the thought that Hope had saved Kallen, her smile grew even warmer. “That really sounds just like my niece. When someone means something to her, she fights for that person…even when everyone else tells her it’s hopeless.”
"From my understanding. She saved him." Fang simply said and didn't add anything else to it. He just had a grateful smile on his face.
"Hope was raised right."
Rebekah listened intently, and with every new detail about Kallen, her expression grew more interested. “A Dragonborn, a vampire, and a werewolf…” She let the words sink in for a moment. “Well, suddenly I understand why Hope is so fascinated by him.”
Fang’s proud smile made Rebekah smile herself. “By the way, you sound just as bad as Nik does when he talks about Hope. “So that unbearably proud look isn’t exclusively a Mikaelson trait, then.” Then her expression softened. “But you’re right. Hope has had to live her whole life as something that shouldn’t really exist. She carries three different natures within her and had to learn far too early how to deal with everything that comes with it.” Rebekah briefly lowered her gaze before looking back at Fang. “If Kallen truly understands what it feels like to be multiple things at once, without any of them feeling any less like a part of him… then maybe he can actually give Hope something that the rest of us could never fully give her.”
"Kallen has lived in a different Reality before he died in battle. Hes Dragonborn. And in his original world. He was a warrior and a mage. His dragon blood took in Lycanthropy and vampirism without replacing anything or taking anything away. Meaning besides the dragon part."
“Hope told me about him, and I’m happy for her. I’m actually very happy. She seems truly happy with him. And believe me, after everything Hope has been through and lost, that means more to me than you can probably imagine.”
Then, however, she noticed very clearly how Crimsonfang spoke about Hope. Rebekah raised an eyebrow, amused. “And I recognize that smile.” She pointed at him. “You’ve long since accepted my niece as part of your family, haven’t you?” A soft laugh escaped her. “An ancient wolf god considers Hope Mikaelson one of his pups. Nik will either find this information surprisingly touching or completely lose his mind.” Rebekah thought for a moment. “Probably both.”
When Ebion was mentioned, her curiosity was piqued once more. “But now you’ve really caught my attention. So Kallen is Ebion’s son.” She took a step closer. “Hope has already told me quite a bit about Kallen, but from the sound of it, there’s still much more to learn about Kallen.”