everything pretty much blurred together once the pain came back, Xaven wasnt really focusing and really that loud whistle was beyond annoying, like someone was drilling into his ears, piercing his brain with that sound. what he did notice was that Ralph and Drake were the same way, they could hear it too. when it stopped, at least the piercing sound anyway, they all followed after Nessie, she lead them to the lake. Xaven's heart was pounding his chest, his skin was on fire it felt like it was going to melt off. watching still, Xaven's uncle could tell.. Xaven was going to be the first.
Xaven stood there, groaning. "no" he said, when she touched him he flinched back. "dont" he hissed, it hurt, everything was hurting again. he backed away from her. "something.. "groaning as the sound of something snapping or breaking pierced the air and Xaven doubled over, howling in pain. "oh god" when he found his voice again, it was strained, in so much pain as he turned and bolted for the trees, just as she'd hear another breaking sound. his vision was blurred, he moaned as another bout of impossible pain went through him, causing him to trip, falling to the ground as he yelled in pain as he felt his leg snap, he looked back and through the blur he saw his leg twisted in an odd angle, twisted, looking deformed or badly broken. pushing himself back up, hobbling now he kept going but it wasnt for long as he dropped onto his stomach, screaming now as he flipped over onto his back, arching as he screamed in maddening pain as his body, awakened the "gift" for the first time. his arms and legs being the first, bones snapping, breaking while his hands and fingers, toes and feet, then the rest of his body.
Marcus, had to act fast, he could feel it in his own blood, the boiling, the call of the moon, and it was strong. hearing the howls and screams of pain coming from the woods, he rushed forward, his white shirt open, no buttons buttoned on it, he was barefooted. "Vanessa!" he ran toward her. "dont" knowing she would want to go after him, as he pulled from his pocket something that would help the other two, he only had two though, he wasnt expecting three. he rushed into the water. "do not take these off" placing an Indian like pouch around Ralphie's neck, then another around Drake's both of them. Once on, Ralph groaned, turning his head from it. "what.. what is it, it smells horrible" Drake went to touch it, to pull it off, it felt horrible around his neck, he didnt want it there. Marcus grabbed him up, growling low. "do not remove it!" he said, and his eyes took on an eerie like glow. Drake, trembling nodded and was sat back in the water. the pouches were full of Wolfsbane, it weakened but didnt stop the change, nothing could stop the first one. hopefully he could get to his nephew in enough time, and get him under control.