Pete struggled with his chains as the vampire cops laughed at his futile attempts to escape.
"Hahaha…Good luck with getting out of those restraints, they are silver. But I assumed you already realized that since they are burning at your flesh." The vampire cop flashed his fangs at Pete. "Wait until you see what William has planned for you and your friends" he chuckled wickedly.
Pete growled at the two "officers". They just continued to revel in their apparent , a huge figure came crashing down on the hood of the car. Then the roof of the squad car was ripped out and an abnormally large wolf loomed over the three vampires. The wolf roared.
"Holy Fuck!" the two vampire cops struggled to grab their guns strapped to their waist. Unfortunately for them, they weren't quick enough. The huge black wolf swiped its claws and decapitated them both. Pete's jaw dropped in horror and feared the same fate. He flinched when the wolf bowed its head, digging at the cops' bodies. The wolf slowly lifted its head and bared its teeth at Pete. Its eyes were the most piercing blue and there were red streaks in its long, thick black hair. The wolf's hot breath rolled over him in waves as he struggled to scrunch as far back into the seat as he could. The wolf open its mouth and a pair of slobbery cuff keys landed in Pete's lap. Pete looked at the slob covered keys then back at the great beast which had an almost apologetic look on its face. This was strange because it appeared almost…human.
Gun fire broke out as the other vampire cops got out of their cars and started firing. The wolf bellowed in anger and bounded off to attack. Pete hurried to remove his chains while he had the chance. When he got out of the squad car, the cops had abandoned using the guns. A group of them fought tooth and nail to bring the creature down. But it was useless, the wolf was just too powerful.
Pete ran to one the squad cars to help his friends escape. Joe looked frantic when he opened the door. "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING?!" He yelled.
"I don't know, but I think it's on our side." Pete murmured as he ripped Joe's handcuffs off.
Joe rubbed his wrists. "Shit, I guess that's a good thing."
Pete looked up back at the wolf. William was back and he had his little posse of Dandies at his side. They were moving to surround the creature, some had make-shift weapons made out of pipes and chains.
"You get Patrick and Andy. This is nowhere near finished between William Beckett and me." Pete growled.
"Whoa, you seriously aren't going to try to fight with that thing, are you?" Joe looked at him like he was crazy.
"Yeah…Yeah, I think I am…" Pete said before turning around and marching towards the scene.
The Dandies surrounded the creature and began attacking it all at once. It roared and swiped at its attackers. Two Dandies hopped on the wolf's back and the wolfed reared and bucked. Pete came up behind a Dandy that cackled at the wolf's pain and anger, and ripped out the Dandy's heart. Without hesitation, Pete attacked another Dandy while he was distracted. William and Brendon watched gleefully while the others battled the wolf now being overwhelmed by eight Dandies. Then one Dandy took a pipe and stabbed wolf through the shoulder. The wolf roared in agony. Pete fought desperately to help the poor creature until it locked its eyes, now crimson, with Pete.
A girl's voice whispered angrily in his head "Run." Pete shook his head in disbelief until the voice came again this time shouting in his head "Run!" This time Pete complied. After knocking out the Dandy he was fighting, Pete sprinted away from the fight. A huge explosion behind him knocked him off his feet. On his hands and knees, he turned his head to see a majority of the Dandies that were attacking the wolf were burnt to a crisp or fleeing in pain. William and Brendon were gone from their perch and the wolf was nowhere to be seen. Pete smacked the ground in anger causing the asphalt to crack. The wolf he tried so desperately to help was dead. It saved his life and he was forever grateful. He got off the ground just as Joe pulled up in the car. Andy sat in the passenger's seat, but Patrick was unconscious in the back.
"Dude! That was badass. That wolf just fucking blew away all those Dandies. Like…" Joe demonstrated exploding noises complete with wild hand gestures. Pete just stared at Joe completely unamused.
"Yeah, it might have been all bad ass looking and shit, but sh…that wolf died saving us." Pete said angrily. He was still bothered by the fact that he was certain that the wolf spoke to him in his mind.
"Oh yeah…" Joe muttered sadly.
"Hey guys, I hate to interrupt your little conversation, but maybe we should get out of here before more vampires come back to kill us." Andy said in an annoyed and tired tone. "Plus, I think Patrick lost a lot of blood."
Pete got in the back seat with Patrick and felt his pulse. It was weak. "Joe step on it back to the warehouse."
"Sure thing" Joe stomped on the gas pedal causing the tires to screech against the pavement as they sped away.