(I'll just post my descrip now...sorry if you get mad Shavana...)

Name: Michail Sanders
Age: Looks about 17
Appearance: Short blonde hair and light blue eyes. He wears a light blue jacket with a white tanktop beneath. A white and blue hoodie usually covers his head, hiding the rotted, frozen wound on his left temple. If you look really close, you'll be able to see the side of it. His jeans are baggy and torn and his shoes are constantly covered in frozen mud. His lips are a light blue, considering he was killed and then thrown into freezer. This was directly before he became who he was. His skin is pale and cold to touch.
Personality: Timid and shy, he prefers to hide in a corner rather than make friends. Its a good thing, too, conisdering he's actually a zombie and gets these...urges. They're few and far between, but when he does get one he'll usually wander out into the halls at night, moaning in pain and stumbling around. You know, classic zombie stuff. He's usually a nice guy however. If he's faced with someone new and outgoing or just a girl he'll like, he'll mumble on about something in a European language, mostly French.
Other: He was born in a small town in southern Germany, but soon moved to the US. He still retained a slight Germanic accent despite over 15 years of living in the states. He's forgotten most of the native language. After he was killed he began to wander at night with a large gaping wound in his head and he always breathed out puffs of mist. He then manage to stumble upon the school and was miraculously enrolled.

The principal decided that Jesse had too many electives. He figured that was why she acted out. He transferred her to a new class that would keep her working. He decided every wolf needed classes in "controlling your inner wolf." Like she needed that class, she'd been controlling her inner wolf every since she was changed. Why would she need a class? The principal gave her a slip for her new class and sent ehr on her way. She was surprised, this was the nicest he'd ever been to her. That nasty little pixie always seemed to have it out for her. She decided to try out the class for one day, maybe she would be able to be invisible in the back corner, like every other class. But when she got there, all the back corners were taken. She had to take a seat up front. The teacher called on her all period. And they were the stupidest questions. She learned all this when she was a young pup. So that was his plot, the principal planned to bore her to death. She gritted her teeth. Tomorrow, she was skipping.

(ur charie is teh hotness) David sighed, at least he had a nice home to go back to after school every day. He got his umbrella (which was required for walks around outside. During the day.) and began the long walk home. He didn't mind, it took a lot for him to get tired these days.
He put the key into his lock and found it already open. He didn't think much of it. He closed the door once he was inside and urned around to find his parents already sitting on the couch. He looked at them strangely "Um, Hi. Your home early. Is every thing ok?" He looked at his mother. Her eyes were puffy as if she had been crying. His fathers face was stone. He held up his hand and walked twords her "Mom are you.." He was cut off. His father grabbed his hand. "These cold hands will never touch her." He growled, looking him hard in the eye. David looked at him it felt as though someone had taken a knife and driven it through his slowly beating heart. "Dad.." He said shakily. He dropped his son's hand and slapped his face. David took a step back in surprise, he held his hand to his throbbing cheek. His mother just shook her head and looked at the floor. "...!" His father handed him two heavy boxes. "Here." He mumbled "For the love of you, you better get lost before the preist shows up." His throat tightened. He choked up "Go!" He shouted painfuly. David took another step back, then slowly grabbed his belongings and ran out the door. His umbrella forgotten, he smoked as he ran exposed down the street, his eyes glassy and his throat tight. He ran till he coudn't run any more. He collapsed in a heap in the shade of a tall building and began to sob.

[Whose character are you talking about? Cupcake's? I like Cupcake's charie too.]

Finally, school ended, and Jesse headed home. She lived with her brother and his wife; she couldn't stand living in a house where her parents controlled every move she made. But then, this wasn't much better. Her sister in law totally hated her. She was one of those beautiful girls that would have been a cheerleader in highschool and a goddess in another life. Jesse rolled her eyes when she arrived and found her watching a yoga film and exercising along with it. She dropped her messenger bag off in her bedroom, which was really Cassandra, her sister-in-law's, smaller closet. The room was like a guest room, except with shelves all around the walls. Cassie hadn't allowed her to rip all of the shelves off, only enough to fit a bed along the wall. After she dropped her bag on her bed, Jesse left the apartment, not sure where to go. She headed down to the Convenient store, where she could hang out with the cashier. He was one of her older friends who had already graduated high school and sometimes he bought her candy bars.

(Yay! He's loved!)

Michail seemed to have a bad habit of attracting stalkers. School had gotten out and, after he had dropping his bag off at his dorm room, he had come out here to get away from all the rambling teachers. And, now, he was stuck behind a convenience store trying not to be noticed by the crazy guy in front of the store who had nearly tackled him inside. He kept wondering why he was such a target for these freaks. Of course, the last time he had encountered this kind of psycho, he hadn't come out alive. He shuddered at the memory, closing his eyes tightly. He didn't want to remember.

[Lol, yes, you are loved. And Michail.]

Jesse noticed a vampire trying to cool down in the shade, and she could smell the stench of zombie lurking behind the store. It didn't bother her much. She entered the store and pulled herself up onto the counter. She sat there, chatting with Zak, the cashier, until someone needed the counter, and then she hopped down. She went outside, hoping that if she went home Cassie would be gone. Both the vampire and the zombie were sstill there, but she had been chatting for a good half hour. The vampire she ignored. He was out front of her domain, in full sight. But the zombie, now he was hiding. She stalked around to the back of the building, not even bothering to be discreet. She came up behind him and put her hands on her hips. "Hey, you! What are you doing?" She asked rudely.

David was curled in a ball against the cold brick wall. He heard the murmerings of people as they walked in and out of the large building to his back. He stared numbly at the chainlink fence that was falling of the steel support bars in the concret. He held his knees closer to his face. his dark hair fell randomly, drooping in his eyes. He didn't bother brushing the stray hair out.

Before the zombie could answer, Jesse's head fogged up and she swayed. What was happening? She felt like she was going to hurl, but she couldn't find out, because she had already passed out, bashing her head against the building as she fell.

"S'alore!" Michail screamed, turning just as Jesse fell. "Oh no!" he yelled, running toward her and touching her with his cold, numb hands. He looked her over, not sure what to do. He wasn't used to giving anything medical treatment. He hadn't needed to for three years.

David watched her fall slowly. Uninerested, he didn't move.

Michail turned his head, frantic blue eyes landing on David. "Hey, you! Help me pleaze!" he yelled, puffs of white mist leaving his mouth.

David hugged his knees tighter. "No, just go away."

Michail turned, eyes still frantic. "PLease, mizter. I don't know if she'll be ok...pleaze..." he said, unknowingly standing up and tensing.

David just looked at the ground in front of him. It was getting too loud here. He considered leaving. He hardly heard what the boy was saying to him.

Michail's eyes narrowed, actually beginning to dislike the indifferent way this vampire was ignoring him. He clenched his fist, his long dead hands cracking. "Mizter....It'z not a good idea to ignore zomeone who'z talking to you..." he hissed, only slightly surprised at the hostility in his voice.

David felt around inside of him self for any spark of careing. He felt pathetic, numb. He was too far lost in his self pity. He flicked a pebble and didn't respond.

"Mizter....zhe'll die," Michail hissed, his frozenlips curling upward. If the vampire didn't do anything, he may snap. He didn't want that.

Jesse's tail flicked. She tasted blood on her mouth. Slowly, she regained conciousness. She felt a cramp on her side. She mumbled a curse and sat up. Looking around, Jesse saw the zombie sort of arguing with the vampire. She jumped up and ran back into the store.

[Would you guys mind if I mentioned some things like periods and stuff like that? Cuz I need a reason for why she would faint, and the only things I came up with were: She's only half wolf, so she can't totally heal herself. Well, anyway, I'm thinking that she faints when she starts her period, but if you guys dont want that, then I can think of something else.]

(Its fine with me.)

Michail turned, the sound of shuffling feet hitting his ears. He blinked, the hotility in him lowering, unclenching his fists an the snarl on his face vanishing. He turned to lookat David one more time before walking around theside of the building and heading back to the school dorms, the man who had been after him gone. Unfortunately, he didn't notice the blonde haired, blue eyed, cold man in front of the store holding a bag. He blinked once before grinning widely, his eyes sparkling dangerously.

[Ok. Then on with the TMI]

As Jesse ran to the store bathroom, she grabbed a box of tampons.

When she re-emerged, the zombie had left, but the vampire was still sitting against the wall. At least now she only had to deal with one person in her territory. She tail flicked as she approached. She tried to suppress a growl, but she couldn't. It came out as a hiccup. Embarrassed, she turned and ran. She still wasn't sure whether she wanted to face Cassie. Hopefully Cassie was gone. She ran down the streets, not noticing other pedestrians, but catching glimpses of shadows out of the corner of her eyes. She avoided those shadows.

She ran past the apartment. She ran on past many buildings. Jesse couldn't stop running until her lungs couldn't pump enough air. Finally, she slowed down in an empty field. It was starting to get dark. The moon was coming up. It was full. Jesse howled and began to shift. Her period followed the cycle of the moon. When the moon became full, once a month, Jesse was sure to have her period. Before she could shift too far, she stripped off her clothes so her lengthened limbs and changing shape wouldn't ruin them. When she was done, she ran again. She ran until she came to a river. There, she curled up at teh base of a tree. Normal werewolves would be out killing right now, but she was only half were. So she was still under teh call of the moon, but she didn't heal as fast, and she had more control than others.

Michail arrived back at the dorms, sighing as he plopped down onto his almost blanketless bed. He didn't even try to stay warm at night. It never helped and he couldn't feel anything eaither. I guess the only thing about being a member of the flesh eating, undead legion of rotting corpses was the fact he couldn't die without getting his head blown off. Yeah. That was definately the only good thing.

David stayed culed up on the wall. His eyes flickered to the spots of blood on the wall. His stomach growled and heb looked away, baraging himself with more inner turmoil.

Michail stared blankly up at the ceiling. His usual nightly routine. He didn't need to sleep, but he attempted to nonetheless. It made him feel more...alive if he tried to sleep.

(I am sorry about the recent portral of my character which shows him as teenage angst wrapped in the unsatifying crepe of rejection. I assure you this will change soon...)

There was a most unsatisfying knock at Michail's door, the shuffling of cloved feet catching his attention. The blonde sighed before standing, nearly tripping over on of his many video game controllers. He opened the door, his eyes landing on the face of Mr. Jarvis. "Yez, Mizter Jarviz?" he asked, almost dreading the answer. "Um. Yes. Michail, it seems David, you know, the vampire, has wandered out of class after burning himself. We were expecting him to head to the nurse, but he never did. We were hoping you could go and find him?" the old satyr asked, handing Michail a picture of the vamp. He immediatly dreaded the request, seeing as how it was the same moody vamp behind the conveniance store earlier that day.