Through the Blood
War is a sickness.
Man has waged war with itself for well over seven thousand years.
They are the reason for the latest war that has waged on for forty years.
Cities have gone up in mushroom-shaped clouds, the stink of blood making the once-clean air pungent and horrid to breathe in.
And now it has reached past the boundaries of mankind…
A hail of silver rain flew at the darkened area around the warehouse.
He grimaced at the graze on his right arm that bled freely onto the ground, poking his head out past the oil barrel at the darkness, his nose wrinkled in disgust as he still smelled them out there.
Waiting for him to step out in the open.
Pff. Fat chance in hell that was gonna happen; he wasn't born yesterday.
His companion scanned the near wood for any sign of their quarry, praying vainly that someone would come.
"Shit, how're we gonna get out of this?"
"Shut up, I'm trying to think..!" He hissed, elbowing his comrade sharply.
Sky-colored blue shards shot him a death glare from beneath the hood that shielded her face. "One of us has to distract them; is that your big plan?" She demanded in an equally sharp whisper.
Amber eyes locked on the sky-blue shards.
"Well, what the hell do you have up your sleeve? If we don't make a move now, we're up shit creek." He growled.
She groaned under her breath and glared at her companion.
"I'll go; I'm faster than you are." A small wry smirk graced her lips, "once they're diverted, make a run for the trees. I'll follow." She instructed.
He nodded, his amber eyes turning sharp and hard.
"Try not to get killed." He gripped her sleeve tightly, releasing her wrist as his comrade nodded back and moved away from his side.
A loud howl ripped into the night air as a black she-wolf flew out from behind the warehouse's back wall; the hail of silver rain began again, flying at the wolf.
She darted around the flying bullets, ignoring the sharp throb of pain that coursed through her nerves when a bullet grazed her left hip, leaping high and lunging at one of the gunmen.
Blood flew into the air as her sharp teeth tore viciously into the man's throat; he fell back with a muffled 'thud', his gun flying from his hands.
"Damn dogs!" One of his comrades fired at the black wolf.
She dodged in time, snarling and tearing into his throat, knocking him down as blood stained her muzzle and teeth.
The last two men fired bullets at the wolf; she snarled loudly, 'NOW!' She roared as she flew at the one nearest, pain flooding her head as the spare hit her right shoulder when she went for his friend's throat.
A low howl rang out as a streak of white hurtled into the last gunman out of the corner of her eye; she looked up from having finished off the human to see a white wolf had come to her aid, his teeth ripping the man's jugular, blood staining his muzzle.
She watched the white wolf straighten from his kill to look at her, her silver eyes locking gaze with his fierce amber stare.
Her fur bristled along her spine, 'I didn't need any help.' She declared frostily.
He huffed and scowled at her, 'The hell you didn't. That bastard almost had you for a fur coat.' He retorted.
She growled, 'What the hell is it to you? It's not like you're required to give a shit about my well-being.' She demanded, flashing her teeth and lifting her tail high.
He growled back, his amber eyes sharp. 'You're a female, its common sense to protect someone weaker than me…'
'I'm weaker than you?'
She knocked him down faster than he could blink, baring her teeth in his face and glowering down at him, her tail in the air like a flag.
He looked surprised for a moment, subconsciously admiring her quick reflexes.
"What in hell are you doing?" A low growl perked their ears and made both wolves look up alertly.
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Her comrade scowled at the black and white wolves, one hand poised on the handle of his machine gun and the other in the pocket of his vest, his amber eyes suspicious and irritable at the same time.
The black wolf glared at him and got off the white wolf stiff-leggedly, shifting. "Nothing. Just talking." She replied, crossing her arms at her chest.
He snorted.
"Yeah, sure. So who the hell're you?" He demanded of the white wolf that straightened and shook his fur of dirt.
He looked up at the gray wolf, 'My name's Kiba, I've been travelling for the past few months.' He explained.
She lifted a brow and shared a brief look with her comrade, huffing. "How did you find our resistance?" She demanded curiously.
He met her sky-blue eyes, 'I heard about your pack; you've been giving hell to the humans for a long while,' he replied.
Her comrade nodded slightly. "Fair enough; you can rest up at our place for a few days. If you've got somewhere to be, you can leave after that. Deal?"
He nodded, 'Deal.'
She shot a look at her comrade, scowling at the white wolf before huffing.
"Let's get moving before they send another squad out," she declared, turning to lead the way away from the old warehouse.
Both males followed the she-wolf's irritable stride into the darkness of the woods.
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