Little Transitions

Memories among snow

You f****d up.

"No…" Matt whines, writhing in his Master's soft, white sheets.

She's never coming back now.

"S-stop." The hybrid says feebly. His throat burned so much from all the screaming and growling he's done today, and his several broken ribs weren't giving him much comfort either.

You're a terrible friend. Alex will definitely have your Master for sure.

"No! N-no…please..."The brown haired hybrid starts sobbing deeply for the 10th time that night. It was only 8pm, only 3 hours since Raven has left him; but it feels like decades.

I f****d up so bad…

Matt thinks to himself. There's no way she could come back to me if Alex already has her…I'm just by myself from now on.

Don't think that way Matthew…she is on her way. She is coming back. A soft, almost feminine voice says in the back of his head.

Don't listen to that bullshit Matt. She is probably in a different country by now.

"NO! Master…my Master…"Matt chokes out, causing him to cough up blood all over his Master's pillows.

Heh, hey Matt. You're a pathetic little f**k, you know that? You can't even keep your blood in your own system. Guess you're taking the whole "Cough out your lungs" thing seriously, amiright?

"Mmmh…"Matt groans at the negative voice in his head. He wished that they both would just go away, so that he could just lay there in peace.

And by "Peace", he means his broken, disgusting filth.

Matthew…she's bound to be back at your side sooner or later. Master is a smart person and she cares for you deeply. She has to come back.

No way. She hates your guts now Matt. Don't get your pathetic little hopes up.

Matt starts becoming agitated with the annoying voices in his head. Not because of their consistent disagreements with one another, but because he didn't know which one to believe.

"Agh! Just…just stop already!" He growls out.

It was quiet for a couple of minutes, but then the sweet, gentle voice speaks up again.

Matthew…remember when Master found you?

He did remember actually...he remembered like it was just yesterday…

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"Hi there friend!" A 6 year old girl all but yelled.

Shocked by the sudden outburst, the brown haired boy looked up from his small snow fort to see a rather…pretty girl hovering over him.

She had two very long, jet black pigtails on either side of her head. She had a bright green bow attached to either one, and her equally long bangs were cut to one side.

She was of African American decent, and she was a pretty tiny, yet a pretty tall girl for her age. Her face was softly angled, and her cheeks were slightly frostbitten from the very cold weather.

She also had a pair of amazing, shiny hazel eyes, and her smile was bright and absolutely stunning. She was wearing a black jacket and a pair of green jeans, accompanied by black moccasins. All in all, this young girl was exceptionally pretty to a 7 year old boy.

"Well, your suppose ta' say hi back!" She said while propping herself in front of the dazed boy.

"H-hi." The boy said quietly while looking down at his tiny, makeshift fort. He was rarely talked to in the little town. He was mostly ignored by many people because of his rather "creepy" nature.

Nobody knew where he came from; and neither did he really. He just survived by himself in the dense woodland here in Alaska, sometimes changing into his tiny wolf form to travel long distances.

He fed, bathed, and fought for himself ever since he was put on earth. He knew why he was this way though, so a human can come by and take him in, so that he could be a part of their lives for forever.

But, nobody seemed to want him, especially in his wolf form. He realized that many humans, hunters especially, did not appreciate animals in their homes…or refrigerators.

"So, what's your name?" The young girl says, while gathering up snow from around her and bringing it up to the boy's fort.

"What are you doing?" The quiet boys asks softly.

"Making your fort bigger, silly! Forts aren't s'ppose to be as big as your pinky!Their s'ppose to be as big as a house!"

She emphasizes "house" by throwing handfuls of snow up in the air, giggling when they started falling down on her, causing the boy to blush deeply at how cute this stranger was.

He never felt like this before.

"So…" The girl starts while patting snow on the fort. "What is your name?"

"Don't have one yet." He says while staring at the girls face, never blinking.

"Really?!" She yells, making the brown haired boy give out a tiny yelp and topple over.

He gets up from the fall, shaking some snow from his un-kept hair.

"Nobody named me…"

"Mmh…"The girl said while putting a finger up to her chin. "Can I name you!?" She beams.

"Y-you want to?" The stunned boy says, absolutely flabbergasted. Did he finally find an owner?!

"Yea!" She stands up and starts walking around the, rather excited, young boy. He was wearing exceptionally thin clothing, and he had pieces of cloth wrapped around his feet to create makeshift shoes of sorts.

His hair was a deep brown color, and his unblinking eyes were a very pretty green; which was the young girl's favorite color mind you.

He had freckles that dusted his nose and cheeks, and his face was hollow; like he hasn't eaten in days. She was sure going to feed him A LOT of candy when they got home.

"How about, Matt!" She yells while jumping up in the air, making her pig tails flop up and down with the motion.

"Matt…I like it!" Matt says while standing up with the giddy girl.

"So, where do you live?" She says while grabbing Matt's hand, causing the boy to blush deeply; if that was even possible.

"Uh, I-I don't have one. "He says while putting his head down in shame.

"YOU DON'T HAVE A HOME?!" The young girl screams.

Matt nodded in embarrassment.

The eccentric girl looked at her new friend, trying to figure out how he even survived being all by himself. Thinking that that question would be too personal to ask, she brushed it off without any more thought. After some time, she had a brilliant idea.

"Hey! What if you come live with me?!" She says happily.

"R-really?! Are you sure?!" Matt says with big, bright eyes, a wide smile creeping onto his face.

The young girl laughed at her new friend's facial expression. "Of course! My daddy would understand.

He is a nice person. He even bought me my first snow dogs! THAT'S how awesome he is!"

"S-snow dogs? You mean…you already own some?" Matt said dreadfully. He didn't know why he was so jealous, but he was.

If the girl owned more dogs like him, then he would have to fight for Raven's attention, and possibly the position to be by her side.

"Yep! But they are not really mine…I just get to feed them and run with them. My daddy takes care of the other stuff." She said with a smile on her face.

Matt's heart was slowly sinking.

"D-do they get to be with you? Have they showed their human form to you yet?" He asked with disappointment in his voice.

"HUMAN?! Don't be a doofus, dogs can't turn to humans! That's only in the movies!" The young girl said, absolutely stunned that Matt would say something that stupid.

"Oh, r-right!" The boy said, very happy that none of the dogs have made a bond with the girl yet. This could be his chance!

The girl giggled.

"Well, it's getting kinda late. We should start heading back home." She said.

She started walking back to the house, leaving Matt standing there.

She didn't here footsteps following her, so she turned back around to see what he was doing.

The brown haired boy was just staring at her, smiling brightly.

"Uh..." The confused girl said. "Matt? Let's go before my daddy gets worried!"

Like it was a command, Matt trekked his way alongside…alongside…

He never got her name!

"Hey…what are you named?" Matt asked, while fidgeting with his frostbitten fingers.

"Heh, my name is Saskia!" She beamed.

"Saskia…" Matt repeated, as if tasting the name on his tongue.

He liked it.

"Thank you for taking me in, I'll be sure to be a very good companion!" Matt said with a smile.

Saskia laughed brightly, then grabbed Matt's hand again, which made him giggle.

He knew he was supposed to tell Saskia what he was once their names were established, but he thought that maybe he could just wait a couple days…

Or you know, 12 years.

"Master…" Matt said while sobbing into her pillow.

"I should've told you then. I should've I should've…"

Well you didn't. So now you're all by yourself. Your lonely, lonely self.

Matt sniffled.

"You’re right." He said, slowly making his way off the bed and onto the floor. His whole body screamed of hurt and discomfort; but he wasn't having it.

He was going to be in more pain in a little bit.

He slowly, cautiously, and sorely made his way to the bathroom.

Your gunna do it, aren't you? What are you, some stupid emo?

"No shit." He muttered sarcastically. He walked into the small bathroom across from his Master's bed, and sat down on the cold tile floor.

In excruciating pain, he reached over into the small drawer underneath the sink, and pulled out a shiny piece of metal.

A razor blade.

Don't Matthew…

Do it, you piece of s**t.

"Shut the f**k up!" Matt yelled hoarsely. Once the voices stopped, he clumsily stood off of the floor, and practically threw himself into the tiny, cramped up bathtub.

His whole body screamed in agony, but right now; he enjoyed it.

He looked over the razor blade, and slowly brought it over his wrists. It's not like he hasn't done it before. He only did it when he felt like he needed to punish himself; especially if he displeased Master.

Even though he was almost beaten to death, he still felt the strong urge to do this.

He brought the cold piece of metal down harder against his pale skin, and before he started hacking away, he softly murmured…

"I've been a terrible boy."

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Saskia’s POV

"Oooow…" I say while standing up from the cold forest ground. It was almost dark out, and the air was well below freezing. I look over my now fixed wrist with a smile on my face. The Chiefs were pretty nice people actually.

"Well, time to go." I mutter while making my way up the hill. I manage to climb the whole thing in record time, without breaking anymore bones in my body. After catching my breath, I start walking in the direction I ran from, only to run into a slight problem…

"Saskia!" I hear Alex call from behind me. "Man, I've been looking everywhere for you!"

"Shit." I mumble under my breath. I start sprinting away from him.

Not good not good not good!

"Hey! Saskia, stop running!" He yells while making his way after me.

I almost do actually, but my perseverance to go to Matt was stronger right now.

I start full out sprinting now, my breath coming in short wheezes and pants. I hear even faster steps close behind me though, which made me try to impossibly pick up speed.

"SASKIA!" Alex screeches. "STOP RUNNING RIGHT NOW!"

My pace starts slowing down, but I can't give up.

"N-NO! I HAVE TO GO BACK TO MATT!" I scream at him. I can hear him growling from behind me.

"HE DOESN'T CARE ABOUT YOU!"

A sharp pain hits my ego, but I continue running anyway.

"HE WANTED YOU TO LEAVE SASKIA, HE COULDN'T WAIT UNTIL YOU WERE OUT OF HIS LIFE!"

My pace starts slowing down, and my heart starts feeling heavy, tears brimming my eyes at how powerful his control was.

And with one final blow, Alex yells something that makes me stop running for my life all together. He says the one thing that I knew wasn't true; but made me freeze nevertheless.

"HE DOESN'T LOVE YOU!"