the way I love you, Tag: B!

[ATLAS GREYBACK]

and my heart's not breaking

'cause i'm not feeling anything at all

It was a cold, windy morning. The sky was grim, the clouds threatening to open up and pour down on unfortunate folk with a fury. However, this didn't deter Atlas Greyback from taking his morning run. It was routine. The golden leaves flew around him, circling close like a jacket, then they scattered, dancing away in the wind. Atlas watched the leaves, then the trees, always at awe at their beauty as they bend and swayed to the sound of nature's music. Being outside gave Atlas peace. Being among nature made him feel free, a freedom he didn't truly have. When he was younger, and had no choice but to live with his father, Atlas would run and hide in the pastures surrounding the Greyback Manor. To lick his wounds, you could say. Now, for the most part, Atlas shared a home with his two brothers, Kratos and Rad. It was one of many "safe" houses that they had. If disaster struck, they would high tail it to one of three safety zones and stay until the worst was over, or call for help...Kratos and Atlas rarely called for help. His father was the reason he had sought out the secluded Manor, nestled between two valleys, completely hidden. The pain of his latest beating or "lesson" as he liked to call it was lingering like the plague. No matter how hard Atlas ran, or rested, the pain was always there. A dull ache at the back of his mind, constantly pestering. To be honest, Atlas was chafing under the control of his father. It was a favorite past time of Kratos, Ismene and Atlas' to talk about getting rid of their father, and, frankly, that time was coming quick. Fenrir's temper was getting worse, and it was only a matter of time before Fenrir killed one of them. It was more likely to be Rad, or Xeres, and although Atlas loved both of his brothers, Atlas did not want Rad to be hurt, he could hardly bare the thought of it. Atlas rounded a turn when he was suddenly hit in the face with his owl, turn coat. Falling to the ground with a grunt of pain, and one hand holding his injured eye, Atlas swore at the owl who merely hooted in response. After standing and grabbing the note from the harmful owl, Atlas tore it open and promptly began to run home as if the devil was on its way. The note was simple and to the point, but sent chills of dread arcing down Atlas's spine. It read: "Atlas. Rad showed up at Hunters Hallow. It's worse than ever before. I cannot care for him, so he's your problem. Get him to talk or else. - Kratos. P.s. It's time to take out the old man." Atlas ran up the steps to his home and began frantically searching through every room in his home. Rad came to him when Atlas was only eleven, and even though Atlas was younger, he was always Rad's protector. Rad was weak and submissive, not born to be a fighter. Only Atlas was allowed to cause Rad pain. "Rad! Rad answer me right now! Where are you and what happened? RADOSLAV! ANSWER ME NOW!"

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[RADOSLAV GREYBACK]

I'LL NEVER KNOW YOU

you couldn't say you lived a "normal" day if you were a greyback. for one thing, you were cursed to be a werewolf and be cast from society and be considered to be just as disgusting as mudbloods and given names such as "half-beings" and you were a "tainted" fiend. because of this, radoslav was denied the access of a hogwarts education and whatever he knew he'd learned from self-practice and seeing his siblings and mother do. and what was worse than any of that was the fact that his father was the one and only fenrir greyback. the man was a monster and it was werewolves like him that gave their species a bad name. he'd been torturous and demented and loved to abuse his children and inflict the worst kind of pain upon them. through the years of radoslav living in his father's home, he'd learned how to avoid him and he bonded with atlas. the five siblings finally decided to get away and got three safe houses to make sure they could escape fenrir whenever they needed too. and these three houses had spells and enchantments on them that kept fenrir's animal-like senses from detecting any of them. and if he'd try and attack any of them, it'd be rado as he was the weakest one from the pack. and although he'd been the second oldest 9after kratos), he'd been the only one who didn't agree with violence and the only one who did things such as write poetry.

that morning, rado was out and had sadly been found by his father who was there within ten minutes of rado's arrival. he'd started yelling at the top of his lungs. he wanted to know where rado was hiding with his siblings and the boy refused to speak. he knew he couldn't reveal where they'd been staying. and then fenrir started to go at him and started beating him. rado, as always, didn't lift a finger. in the midst of the beating, kratos somehow appeared and beat his father off. the next thing he knew, he was in one of the three safe houses and kratos told him to wait for atlas and then sent an owl out of the window and left. he fell asleep from his sore body, which he hadn't realized was as bad as it really was. he had deep gashes across his back and plenty of flesh ahd been chunked off, as well as several other wounds and cuts that were deep and bleeding. fenrir really lashed out on him and it was worse than ever before.

he finally woke up, everything was still fuzzy. he heard doors being slammed at his brother, atlas, yelling at the top of his lungs around the house. "in here." he let out, in his weak and soft voice. atlas had been really territorial over him and very dominating over rado, he'd been the one who really protected radoslav and showed him how the greyback family worked when he moved in. the two had a sort of twisted relationship that was both emotional and sexual. although rado was older, he was the submissive one and was protected over by his younger brother, who made sure the other three didn't stomp on him or attack. he'd barely been conscious and was too weak to move.. "help me.." he stuttered out, using as much energy as he could.

TILLIE <3