Breaking and Entering B&E
After escaping from Gerard, Boyd and Erica find themselves running through the
woods looking for salvation. While running they are confronted by a new pack, a
pack of alphas.
They had us surrounded. Erica was breathing heavy, she still hadn't completely
recovered from being tortured by the old man. I wasn't in much better shape but
these guys did not look as though they were in a talking mood. They bared their
claws, so I bared mine. I looked over to Erica and the look of fear on her face
motivated me to focus. I had to stay grounded to protect her. She was my anchor.
The girl made the first move. She attempted a round house kick at Erica's head
but I caught her leg. I noticed she had no shoes, claws displayed on her toes as
well. This distraction gave the big one enough time to claw my back and kick me
to the ground. He placed me in a choke hold and faced me towards Erica. Two
others, twins by the looks of it, held her. One took a claw sliding it over her
chest cutting her. She screamed for me. With all of the strength I could muster
I thrust my arms back and clawed the back of the big ones head.
It was enough for him to loosen his grip and I broke free. Turning around just
fast enough to catch him off guard with a right hook, followed by left jab and
then right uppercut. That was my hat trick of hits because the next thing I felt
was a sharp pain then darkness.
I woke up on the ground slightly wet from rain that must have occurred while I
was unconscious. I looked around and there seemed to be no one in sight. The
rain had fortunately not been enough to cover Erica's sent. I had a lock on it.
Could I really go up against those guys again though? They were strong, very
strong. Almost as strong as...Derek. Their eyes, they had been red like an
alphas.
I may be in over my head. I can't go back though. I still have no idea the
status of the situation. That old man and those other hunters could be coming
for me right now. Derek, Isaac, Scott, they could all be dead right now. I can't
leave her though. Even if I am walking into death itself I have to find her, so
I will.
This sharp pain in my back is killing me. Derek mentioned we don't heal as
quickly from alpha inflicted wounds. He did not mention the burning sensation
though. Big dude is going down first, then the Edwards scissors feet bitch.
Pretty boy Olsen twins are last, their shit is getting clawed up like confetti.
Listen to me tough talk like they didn't hand my ass to me last night. I suppose
it is just cathartic to talk like I have a fighting chance. Also makes the
walking seem to go by faster. I am close though, Erica's scent is getting
stronger.
This has got to be it. This place is huge, definitely a step up from abandoned
subways and burned down houses. Looks like a converted bank. Which probably
means that they are keeping Erica in the most secure place, vault.
This was gonna be hard. I had broken into homes before but a bank vault guarded
by alpha werewolves should pose some difficulty. And if I get caught I doubt
they'll be as forgiving as my last victim and give me a job at their ice rink.
Stranger things have happen though. So let's see if I still got it.
Hardest part about breaking an entering is the silence, especially when you're
my size. Stealth an b&e sort of go hand and hand. I am not the most stealthy guy
though. That's why my main tool has always been diversion first. So let's bring
them out. Derek said wolves could modulate their howling. Make our numbers sound
greater than they are. Let's give that a shot.
And there they go, off into the woods. Distraction completed. Now for the hard
part. Or at least it used to be the hard part before I had the strength to rip
doors off from hinges.
Now just follow the scent. She's close. I call out her name. She yells back.
"Boyd run it's trap!"
Knocked out again. I wake this time on a cold cement floor. This time she's
next to me though. She is shaken and seems exhausted, clearly scared but she
smiles at me. A man enters.
He wear sunglasses and has a cane. I notice the claws on his hand. Can't help
but wonder how a werewolf is blind. Why did he not heal? He says he left me in
hopes I'd bring Derek to them to rescue Erica. I tell him that I am not sure if
Derek is even alive. He confirms he is. I ask why he did not go get him himself
then. He calls himself a delegator who rarely gets his hands dirty, as he wipes
his hands with a cloth. I tell him where I come from we call people like him
cowards or more appropriately bitches. He smiles and walks away.
Erica and I can't move since we are chained to this pillar. She looks into my
eyes and grabs my hand firmly and takes some of my pain away. I don't know
exactly how she dies it and I don't think she does either. I do the same taking
back my pain, and some of hers.
"Boyd an Erica against the world" she says.
"B&E against the world" I reply.