Just thinking about X men and how Wolverine killed Jean at the end and this was the product in my head.
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Out Of Control.
A Blackwater Oneshot.
By Tainted Rain.
I hear the ear-piercing scream.
I hear an agonizing, out of control howl.
I smell the blood in the air.
I stare at the big gun in my hand.
"He is a threat Leah, you should terminate him." Bella said.
She doesn't realize that it's her who made him this. She doesn't admit that it was her who created a monster.
A monster I love with all my heart.
It was the day she married the leech he transformed into this blood lusting out of control maniac. And he was never the same again.
God he loves her, he loves her to the point of death that her decision did this to him.
What about my love, what about how I feel when he looses control for her. But then again, I am just Leah Clearwater whose feelings are never regarded cause I have never been the one to wear my heart in my sleeve, for the world to see.
The stench of blood saturates the whole of the forest.
He can't control himself, he phases back to this ugly heinous monster and he causes mass destruction.
On those few rare moments when he is himself, he told me so himself. He hates what he's become and it would be better for the world if he were to be terminated as a threat.
Why me? They are such cowards. They are afraid that they won't be able to do this when they see him, more accurately his eyes. They are hollow, gaunt. And they want me to do it cause they don't know that I love him.
I hate my wolf senses cause I can still hear the tearing of flesh in the distant woods. An innocent kill for the solace of a broken heart.
Without even knowing, a tear escapes my eyes. It makes me know, I have made my resolve.
I load the gun with the serum. I laugh humorlessly, the older leech has made a serum with a toxin which when comes in contact with the Alpha's blood will stimulate a neurotoxin, exterminating his essence.
My only solace is that he won't feel pain as he succumbs to death.
I don't phase, I just run, following the trail of the smell of blood. I don't want to do this but I have no choice, he is far too dangerous.
I don't flinch at the gruesome condition he is in. Weltered in innocent blood of some human he has shred to pieces, he is huffing now, low growls escaping his throat.
A sob escape my lips, he turns and faces me. I don't sob for the human who is in pieces now, I sob for my Alpha.
He growls viciously at me, as if egging me on. There is this look in his eyes, it has softened. I wonder if he has gained control of his body.
And then he lunges at me, I grip the loaded pistol and fire a shot at him. With a soft thud, his form slumps down the forest floor. The shot has pierced right through his heart.
His dark eyes are now dull. Groaning softly, he closes his eyes for the last time.
It was the time I felt my own heart stopped beating.
I know it was sad. It's just how my mood is right now.
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~Rain