This is the first of many short stories revolved around two of my characters Steve Hayes and Travis Crawford.

I will Warn that my grammar isn't to great and I'm sorry about that.

Also the story setting takes place in the 1919s, and I Tried hard as I could to get somethings a bit accurate.
So please excuse me for any inaccurate portrayals.


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Greenmoore verse

Curious reign AU

1919, Greenmoore, NY


Running through the alleyways , Steve was growing ever more aggravated as he was growing more exhausted. His hate for the little brat he had to watch over was trying to escape his sight again.

He had thought by now that the young vampire would understand after a whole entire two weeks of this. He would of learned that he cannot escape him. Yet this brat was extremely stubborn for someone who gets commended on his good behavior. Looking at the trinket he made, he sees that it pointed in the direction where Travis would be.

Following his trinket he had found an annoyed looking dog sitting on a bench.

letting a out a huff Steve walked over to the bench saying," You dingbat. Are you finally gonna give up."

Without looking at his direction he replied." Just cause I'm stopping today doesn't mean that I am admitting defeat."

"What the hell your problem you stubborn brat!" The werewolf growled at Travis.

"That's because you won't let me do anything I want, I might as well be put in a hoosegow!" Travis barked.

"What part of it is my job to keep you from getting into trouble do you not comprehend!"

Immediately from that Travis leapt off the bench towards Steve, Transforming back into his real form. Stabbing his finger into the werewolf chest." No! Your job is to keep me from doing anything reckless, like sneaking into the human world, accidentally getting involved into rival gangs. Anything detrimental that can get me killed! Things I promised my siblings that I wouldn't do, and I meant!"

"Listen-,"

"No you shut your yap and listen! None of which means you can deprive me of my daily life, for gods sake I'm getting cabin-fever being home all the time!"

Pushing Travis away from him, giving himself room he replied." That's because your interest is all part of your childish deviant behavior."

"Well your just obtuse, and secondly don't push me!"

"Or what! Your gonna tell on me like a baby, grow the fuck up." He pushed him again.

"You're such a-,"

"What, go on. What am I!" He Interrupted him.

"You're such a blockhead!" Travis went up to him and pushed back.

Hearing that caused Steve to snicker," blockhead. Come on you stubborn little shit, we both know your not as innocent as you let on. So don't pussy around. And let me have it." Steve couldn't help but to smirked as the color red spread across the vampire face.

"How about this you conceited narcissistic macho shithead!" Right before Travis pushed him back again. Steve had noticed in that split second, that Travis features had looked a bit different. Like his ears are really pointed, his fangs were elongated, and his eyes were darker looking.

In that moment Travis pushed him harder, The force of this had thrown Steve back about four feet. Hitting the ground so hard that the impact had slightly cracked the ground beneath Steve.

"Ah fuck that hurts." He wheezed.

Seeing what he had done Travis was horrified, that he quickly ran up to him with worry.

"Oh my god Steve I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to!" Travis exclaimed as he kneel down next to him."I-I, tell me where does it hurt?"

After a huff, he groaned."Don't get worked up about it kid."

Immediately Travis heard the sound of Steve bones popping back into place. Something Travis knew it was his natural werewolf healing abilities.

Holding out a hand, Steve saw this and looked back at him." I'm not gonna bite you asshole," Travis said. With a smirk he grabbed his hold of his hand.

As he was being helped up he said," Now I know what your brother meant about not getting you pissed." Hearing that caused Travis to look away in embarrassment, signifying to Steve that it's a touchy subject.

"hey Pup, you want to get outta here?"

With a sigh Travis replied." Yeah, I have a garden to tend to."

"Whatever you say Pup." Steve followed right behind him.

"Don't call me that."

"I'm sorry does that bother the young witch prodigy."

This caused Travis to chuckle and replied with," Dick"

"Prick," was something Steve shot back with.

"Backwoods Witch."

"Really, that's rich coming from a plant witch."

"At least I don't flaunt off my gifts for attention like some sort of floozy."

This caused Steve to chuckle," You're so annoying."