Full Moon High: Of Monsters and Men Chapter 1: Part 2: What is red and hurts?
The half-moon hung heavy over Everett; the clouds were quite numerous crisscrossing over its silvery light, as the few stars that could be seen hung low causing darkness to lie heavily over the whole city. To normal people it would be a rather scary night to be out, and indeed a unnatural calm has settled over all but its deepest parts, but to someone who was a werewolf it was ideal for moving around unseen.
Peter, Kylie and their 'friend' Derek raced over the city roofs in their werewolf forms, jumping gaps and scaling walls as they traced the sent that Peter had managed to pick up from the bag he had been left holding after the recent food robbery. To them the night was quite pleasant, the cool air whipping them as the slowly reached the outskirts of the city: made all the easier considering that they could see in the dark. Heading from roof to roof was quite relaxing and exhilarating
It was especially exciting for Kylie or Gothina as she was calling herself: as this was technically her first official mission for the pack; after she had received her crash course in basic training. The purple and white werewolf had spent the best part of the week trying to learn all she could, and then spent what little time wasn't taken up by school or Mikey, making her outfit. A dark purple latex one piece offset by a dark black jackets with sleeves that ended just above her elbows, and a small purple choker around her neck. It was a lot more elaborate than the light blue-grey and red wetsuit like outfits that Peter, or rather 'Alpha and Derek/Scar wore. But then again Kylie had been the one to make them to.
Still as they reached the top of another building Peter skidded to a halt madly sniffing the air. They were very near the woods as it was clearly visible to the east and south even on the dark night, with the buildings getting smaller and lower as they neared the end of the city. Although some structures were remaining close to three stories, and were flat topped structures from the late 1930's, early 40's.
Scar however could only shake his head at the absurdity of the situation, they were chasing 'food thieves' and from what he had heard were just two homeless kids who decided to target their schools cafeteria. Still Peter had tried to explain the unusual speed of the boy, while Gothina had tried to tell him about the girl and her disappearing acts, although personally the scarred werewolf believed they were trying to get over a bruised ego. They had just dropped the 'ball' and now he had to help them pick up the pieces.
"You sure it's wise for us to go looking for these people Alpha" Derek asked Peter with his alias, his black and dark grey form looking coldly at the two other werewolves, "I mean they seem like small time compared to the hunters or even muggers?"
"Well one of them used magic Scar" Kylie stated, nodding at the werewolf who was Derek, from where she was surveying the city, referring to the girls disappearing acts.
"And I doubt regular 'criminals' can perfectly time a jump over two moving cars" Alpha added mulling over the word criminal in his head, personally thinking that the boys 'escape' from the crowded corridor was a more impressive feat. But yet could they really be called criminals, it was just food, if rather bad food.
Scar however only grumbled as he turned away, looking at the hundreds of lights that made up Everett, "and what are we supposed to do if we catch them?"
Alpha looked up from where he had been sniffing and fixed Derek with a curious look and was about to answer when his words failed him, realising he wasn't sure. "We'll cross that bridge when we reach it" he said calmly as he headed to one side of the building.
Rubbing the old wound over his eye in frustration Scar merely shook his head as he walked to where Peter was now was standing. "You know its okay to get knocked on your arse" he told them, earning him a puzzled look from Gothina.
"What do you mean" she asked him?
"Well you got beat up by humans… its only naturally you should… you know I am bad at explaining things" Scar began explaining awkwardly before finding his words failing him.
"Wait you think we are doing this because were embarrassed" Kylie asked a little astonished at Scar?
"Err… yeah"
Gothina snorted at this a little at this, although Peter didn't pay it much attention, as with his wolf like eyes he began to match to the smells he was getting to the sights he was spotting. All the while Kylie and Derek's 'argument' intensified.
"Hey I am just saying that you failed to catch some criminals, you don't need to take it personally" Derek said in a louder tone, raising his hands to quote alias Kylie had made for herself.
Gothina however was quick to reply to his accusations raising her finger at him "Hey I am not taking it personally; I am just saying they are more dangerous than some simple food thieves! They were using Magic"
Scar shook his head: "that is reasonable, but seriously you're sure they used magic. Why would a person like that rob a school?"
"Well maybe they don't have any… maybe Hogwarts ran out of food"
"That is the stupidest thing I have ever heard … your almost as bad as your boyfriend Gothina!"
"Guys" Alpha stated with a glance over his shoulder.
"Hey leave Mikey out of this!"
Turning around and visible separating the two who were now at each other's throats Peter repeated himself "Guys!"
"What" Scar said, quickly returning to his cool demeanour?
Alpha now looking between the two tried to in a calm voice diffuse the situation "I think they are two streets away in an alley, I am heading out… so can you play nice till then?"
Gothina snout had visible curled into a set of bared teeth as she glowered at Derek for the remark against her boyfriend, and had to be shaken by Alpha to return her to the real world.
Not taking her eyes of red jumpsuit wearing black and grey werewolf she muttered an apology "What… oh yeah, sorry."
As the group jumped from building to building again, the roofs getting steadily lower the three shared a rather tense silence before finally landing on a building that lay just above the alley that Peter was fairly certain was where they would find the two individuals. Scar remained fixated on following Alpha, but Gothina would occasionally shoot him dark looks, still upset over his jab at both them, and Mikey. Although once getting there Gothina and Alpha began to wish that they hadn't, as the smell that washed over them, almost caused both the purple werewolf to gag on the sheer overpowering odour.
"Oh my that's bad" Gothina whispered as she stepped back from the lip of the building, "how can you stand it" she demanded from Scar who had casually walked up to the lip and looked down?
"You just need to tune it out" the werewolf stated rather flatly in a hushed voice.
"Try focussing on something else" suggested Peter who was also struggling to avoid the disgusting odour.
Looking down into the alley the three of them saw that it was covered in rubbish, heaps of cardboard lay everywhere, with filthy rags and things that even they couldn't recognise latterly overflowing from the five or so massive bins, and a series of smaller metallic dustbins. The whole alley had obviously had not been seen to in a while, especially at how far off the beaten track it was from the main city, making it remote and ideal place to hide. Although it was taking all three wolves sheer will power to stick around as the whole area stunk of rot and mould.
"How did it take you that long to find this place" Scar growled in a hushed whisper as he began to try and see if anyone was down there.
Alpha however fixed him with a glare and shushed him. He had spotted the two people they were looking for wedged in-between two of the larger dustbins, a single dirty cloth draped between the metal containers in a makeshift shack. Pointing it out the trio quickly swivelled their ears and tried to listen in, and moved along to get a better angle on the two people in the tent.
"I blame you for this" said a voice that was clearly the girls, her hash English tone recognisable most of all to Kylie, "you had to drop the bag."
"Hey what was I supposed to do beat the boy while he was down" came another voice, obviously the boys, who accent and tone was softer and sounding a little hurt at the others jab.
The girls voice however quickly retorted her tone getting hasher "Do you want to eat?"
"Well yes" was the reply, "but we don't have to be criminals Vivien, I mean do we really…"
The girl however cut the boy off with a voice that would have been heard in spite of the wolves' enhanced hearing: "we were already breaking in, and when I said take the bag from him I don't mean break his legs, you could have just winded him!"
"Yeah well… it would be wrong… the whole things wrong" the boy stated solemnly, his huddled form visible tucking his legs into her chest.
The one identified Vivien's tone softened at this and her form could be seen placing her arm around the boy "listen Arthur, we will get out of this, I mean they can't chase us forever, but in the meantime some things are necessary."
Alpha picked up at this, he had wondered why anyone would rob a school, and it was odd enough finding two people this young living on the streets, let alone ones with English accents, but they now seemed to be running from someone.
"I saved you this" the boy said reaching into his hoodie and pulling out something orange, which the trio of werewolves could guess was a carrot: likely from the kitchen, which he handed to the girl.
There was a short pause and after a few seconds of hesitation the girl reached over and took the carrot in hand, before breaking it in two and handing an end back to the boy.
"Share and share alike" she said with a smile, and a small laugh.
The boy nodded as he began to nibble on the carrot, letting out his own low laugh "Just like dad."
"Yeah, dad" the girl added her voice lowering in what sounded like remorse.
Peter, Kylie and Derrek stared in utter bewilderment and confusion, the two teenagers bellow them had just broken into an argument and then patched up in the space of what was less than thirty seconds and were now happily sharing a 'meal' of a stolen carrot. Indeed these weren't the only questions running through the groups head as they realised whoever these kids were they were on the run and from the looks of where they were saying they had not chosen this alley by their own free will. Deep down Peter and Kylie were feeling a tad guilty for not letting them take the food, as the two rather pitifully nibbled away at the small orange vegetable. They looked like they had nothing.
Derek was the first to speak, the obvious question resting on his their minds. "So what do we do now?"
Peter for the first time since crime fighting had to admit he wasn't sure: as usually punching a thug or at times a mutant man-snake thing generally fixed the problem, but these two were a down trodden pair, and while skilled had obviously tried stealing from the school out of reluctant desperation rather than any malicious intention.
Kylie too was mulling her thoughts over, not sure what to think, her expression being one of slight shock and also sadness that they had stopped them.
"Err… you two do remember they still robbed the school" Derek said reading their conflicted expressions, trying to drag the pair out of their own sympathy, and enforcing the indefinable realism back to the situation.
Peter nodded still a little conflicted found some words "Yes" the memory of him being easily knocked onto his back flashing in his head, the boy standing over him and giving him a respectful nod. "I am just not sure… what do we do?"
Unable to answer the three crime fighters pulled back from the edge of the building walking away from the alley bellow them and began to consider the right course of action.
The universe however is a funny thing as time doesn't stop when you go to think, it keeps moving forward and depending on the situation will often provide a solution, but more regularly offer even more questions than answers: this was one of those situations.
A bright light glow could be seen lighting the alley suddenly, as the present hum of a car was unmistakably heard entering the left hand exit and squeezing down the alley as far as it could go and stopping. The faint click of doors opening echoed and two voices quite clearly reverberated through the stone walls of the area the pack had just surveyed.
Stepping back to the edge the trio didn't take long to see the radical change in tone that the dirty grimy alley had taken, the scene now being more reminiscent of a standoff in an old Hollywood gangster movie, then a pitiful scene of two homeless teenagers. The vehicle which had driven in flooded the entire alley with its headlights, its engine of the sleek and red sports car still humming, as it pulled to a halt. Its low sleek aerodynamic form specially designed for speed just showing off the driver's wallet size, its darkened glass making it near impossible to see inside the interior. The doors however were wide open and two men were getting out, both of whom looked similar at a glance but were radically different in major ways.
Together they shared the same strawberry blonde hair, southern Mediterranean complexation and the same facial structure; a strong jaw line, thick brows and slight upturned noses. However the one leaving the driver's seat was shorter, slimmer, clean shaven, wearing brown leather jacket and blue jeans, all the while sporting a grin that stood somewhere between ecstatic excitement and murderous glee, showing off a set of glittering teeth. The one leaving the passenger's seat was much taller, possessed a goatee, and wore a large cotton brown overcoat with folded cuffs, which hung loosely from him, a smart white business suit visible underneath it. Unlike the driver this person's expression was almost blank expressionless only his brow showing any kind of emotion, with a concentrated glare, all the while he was absently straightening the cuffs around his wrists.
"Well, well, well" said the one in leather, in an accent so obviously Italian that it sounded like the pair had been picked straight out or a mobster movie, "look what we found bro, the two lost sheep."
The other man clicked his tongue as he stepped towards the place where the teenagers Vivien and Arthur were hiding. Meanwhile Alpha nodded at Scar silently, before tapping Gothina on the shoulder, knowing what they had to do.
Bolting out Arthur in his white jumper dropped into what was a clear combat stance, his feat spaced out evenly, his shoulders lowered, one hand raised, his left reaching for the black box on his back and his knees bent.
The man in leather just laughed at this, looking over his shoulder at his brother "you seeing this bro" he scoffed while reaching into his jacket and producing a cigarette, "you going to fight us again little man" he smiled taking a few more steps towards Arthur, igniting the cigarette with a lighter he produced with a flick of his wrist.
Arthur however did not budge an inch his hand remaining open in spite adopting a boxer's stance, while he slowly began unfastening the straps of the black box, "hello Ludovico, hello Ernesto" he said in a serious no nonsense tone which still carried the slightest hint of curtsey.
"Just knock him out, Ernesto" the brother in the overcoat said in a serious almost monotone expression, reaching into his jacket and pulling out what as clearly a revolver, placing it on the roof of the car, "I will get the girl."
Appearing suddenly above the smartly dressed Italian the girl popped out in a whiff of black smoke "no you won't" she yelled trying to deliver a kick to his head.
The brother however didn't even flinch, almost fluidly raising his arm, blocking her kick before rolling his wrist up her leg twisted his arm in such away allowing him to grab hold of her ankle and use her momentum to throw her over the car and into the wall of the alley.
"Well done Ludovico, kick her for me will ya" Ernesto called now almost standing over Arthur, leering down at him. And while the Italian he appeared shorter than his brother, he was still much taller than the boy in the white hoodie. "The boss says hello," the clean shaven man smiled his arm darting for Arthur.
Arthur jumped back and was ready to strike back when suddenly a black blur fell from the sky, hitting Ernesto in the back and sending him straight into the cold concrete floor. Ernesto had the briefest second to roll over before he was pinned in position by the clawed palm of a great black and smoke grey werewolf, dressed in what looked like a red latex wetsuit. The same thing happened to the brother identified as Ludovico, another werewolf kicking him in the back of the head and grabbing him swung him against the wall. Landing beside him was now a purple and white female wolf, who standing near six and half feet tall looked down at him with a smile, striking a pose in her purple one piece outfit.
"Have no fear citizen: were here to help" she said happily, her fingers held over her head in a sailor moon pose.
Arthur however didn't seem to hear this, his mouth slightly open as his eyes rolling up and down in his sockets at the wolf-women who had just landed right in front behind him. However the momentary shock seemed to wear off quickly as he stared over at his sister who had finally dragged herself to her feet and yelled in a clear voice.
"Run!"
Vivien didn't waste a second grabbing the lid of a nearby dustbin and throwing it like a frisbee over the head of her brother right into the snout of Gothina who was knocked off her feet in a mix of surprise and unexpected force onto her hyper sensitive nose.
"Hey we are here to help" Alpha called over in a slightly hurt tone on seeing this.
The pair however were not listening as Vivien seemed to disappear in the same black smoke she had used earlier only to appear on the nearby roof, and Arthur broke into a sudden sprint straight at the wall. Here he scaled the building almost going up a story and a half before jumping straight off against it and flew to the other side of the alley grabbing a drain pipe which he scrambled up to the roof next to his sister.
Getting frustrated Scar also added his voice to the calls "Hey… were here to help" he managed to say until he felt a sudden pain in his stomach.
The strawberry blonde Mediterranean man he was holding down had just stabbed him with a switch blade in the gut, and yanking out the blade he proceeded to go for a second round, forcing the blade deep into his abdomen. What was strange was that it hurt, like really hurt, like he was using…
"Silver" Scar muttered as he jumped off the man and onto the bonnet of their car "Alpha this guy has got silver."
Alpha only managed to voice a surprised "What" before he too was caught off guard.
Ludovico letting out a small dry laugh pushed himself off from the wall against Alpha and twisting the arm Alpha was pinning him with until there was a sudden pop and he spun out of the werewolf's arms. Ludovico had just dislocated his arm as he fell to the ground, Alpha still holding onto the useless appendage as the Italian reached over to the car grabbing the pistol ha had left there bringing it up to the black and grey werewolf's eye level.
"Boom head shot" he smiled pulling the trigger.
Alpha with his enhanced speed had barely enough time to recognise what the man had done before jumping back and having to let go of him in the process.
The bullet flew harmlessly into the wall hitting it with a dull thwack, as Ludovico dived back into the still running car and pulling himself with his good arm reached the driver's seat, kicking the vehicle into reverse sending the red sports car hurtling backwards out of the alley and Scar flying off the hood and straight towards Ernesto.
While initially surprised Scar did his best to control his fall, raising a fist and allowing it to collide with the human sending him flying backwards over Gothina who had finally managed to get up. Landing as best he could next to the purple werewolf Scar readied himself for another attack by the human who was quickly scrabbling to his feet: the same sadistic smile over his face, his teeth reflecting off the little light that illuminated the dark alley.
"Woah, you dogs rarely disappoint" he laughed with his Italian accent.
Scar however bared his teeth on hearing the insult "Dogs!"
"Wait" Kylie stated realising something, "you've seen us before"
"Aye, and I will tell me if you answer me this: what's red and hurts?"
The pair had no time to answer before they felt the brother's car slam into their backs, its bumper buckling as it sent them flying at Ernesto's feet.
"Our car, see ya" the man laughed as he jumped over the pair running for the passenger seat.
Alpha who had been forced to clear the alley when Ludovico had driven out returned diving at Ernesto as he reached the door, attempting to pounce on him. Ludovico however with is good arm threw his brother the pistol, which the clean shaven man caught and in one smooth motion brought it up to aim at Alpha firing two clean shots. The first one missed, but the second grazed his shoulder mid jump, causing him to be knocked back by the sudden recoil and have him to fall onto the roof of the car.
"Come on" Ludovico said in his calm voice, while he grabbed his arm and popped it back into place with a sickening crunch "we can head them off."
Climbing in the brothers kicked the vehicle into reverse again throwing Alpha off as the pair backed up rapidly into the road, leaving the three werewolves to pick themselves off the floor. Ernesto quite plainly laughing madly and letting out a wolf howl as they sped off.
"Okay what the hell was that" Scar yelled as he and Gothina managed to groggily stand to their feet: both feeling they had just been hit by… well a car.
Alpha however was currently more concerned with the burning sensation in his left shoulder, a familiar pain of the stinging sensation of silver that all werewolves experienced. Digging a single claw into the wound he managed to pull the bullet out which had thankfully not travelled far into his muscled skin. Standing up he could still hear the half yell, half laugh of the mad Italian as they drove away: a sudden realisation hitting him.
"They're going after those two… what are their names, Vivien and what was the other?"
"Arthur" Gothina added, also realising the situation.
"We need to stop those two" Alpha managed to say through a pained growl, he had forgotten how much silver hurt.
"Alpha you have been shot, you think it's a good…" Scar began but was drowned out by Peters order.
"Scar, you and me need to catch those guys… Gothina… tail those two make sure they are safe."
Gothina however frowned a little taken aback by the order "what your hurt I can help with the car"
Peter however growled as he began to feel the wound to close up, thankful that the silver was quickly out of him before snapping "this isn't the time to argue"
Ernesto was having a blast, they had finally tracked the kids down after they had lost them back in Portland, and now they had werewolves, and to top it all off they were now racing through practically deserted outskirts of a city in a fancy new car, the thick forests flying by while the pair they were hunting were again giving him plenty of target practice.
"Woo wee!" he yelled as he rolled down the cars window grabbing from the back seat ammo and a double barrelled hunting shotgun, that was unceremoniously piled on top of a small arsenal of other weapons.
Seeing the pair now making their way to one the few buildings left, he began to lean slightly out of the window as his brother slowed the sports car to give him a decent shot. The gun exploded loudly both barrels recoil forcing him back inside the car their pellets flying towards the kids, but the sudden shattering of a series of bricks on a wall showing he had missed, while the kids rushed around the corner.
"Use something more accurate you idiot" his brother said bluntly at him in Italian, his expression remaining blank while he twisted the wheel as the car skidded into a slide as they turned a corner, a random truck honking their horn at them as they narrowly avoided a collision.
"Shut it Ludovico" Ernesto spat his mad grin widening as he popped the shotgun open and loaded in two more shells, "just drive my car will ya, and don't scratch it anymore" he added as an afterthought.
"Just keep your eyes on the job Ernesto"
A sudden clunking noise could be heard and the whole car swerved, Ludovico madly twisting the wheel to maintain control, as something very large hit it, two sets of claw marks sinking in through the roof.
The leather wearing brother frowned at the sudden denting of his car, his cheerful expression suddenly failing.
"Excuse me bro, got a mutt to muzzle" the Italian growled as he pulled himself out of the window once again.
Alpha had to admit this wasn't one of his best ideas as he jumped a street into the woods in pursuit of the runaway car, but the fact the vehicle was not stopping, and anything short of crashing it seemed the only way to stop it he might as well try. Extending his claws he broke into a running jump as he closed in behind the vehicle letting himself fly forward and slam nosily onto the roof of the red sports car. Gripping on for dear life, he tried to keep himself steady as whoever was driving the thing tried to stop it crashing as it swerved left to right in a desperate effort to keep a straight line.
Once the car had levelled Alpha made his way over to the driver's seat, digging the claws onto the carbon fibre side, hoping he could 'convince' the 'mad man' driving the thing to 'stop'.
Meanwhile Ernesto popped out the other side of the car madly gripping onto the roof with one hand while he tried to aim the shotgun he had at the werewolf who had turned away from him.
"Die mutt" he muttered in Italian as he pulled the trigger, the twin blasts going off.
Alpha however caught this insult and rolling off the roof managed to sink his claws into the cars door as for the second time tried to hold on for dear life as the pellets flew over his head. Now glancing down, away from the smiling madman he saw the driver, the smartly dressed brother who he had guessed was the one called Ludovico. The driver however was focusing on the road and only shot him a momentary glance, although did a double take when he spotted him, his expression remaining rather blank.
Alpha however thinking it was worth a shot yelled at him to "stop this car."
However feeling a sudden lurch in speed he could tell the car was speeding up as it made its way along the wooded roads outside the city. Indeed Alpha was about to smash the window open with a raised fist when he was caught off guard as the goatee sporting Italian reached over and grasping the handle kicked the driver's seat door open. The werewolf once again clung on for dear life, as the door bounced and rocked uncomfortably with his weight and the fast movements of the sports car. Still as he attempted to stop himself from falling he managed to feel the car swerve to one side as the brother swung the wheel towards the curve, Alpha seeing the lamppost he was attempting to smash the black and grey werewolf into. Pushing off from the door Alpha managed to leap onto the bonnet sliding over the hood before extending his claws and cutting a large gash in the car's front, his feet dangling dangerously close to the road. He heard the sickening crunch as the door slammed into the metal post, a sizable dent being carved into it as it slammed back into place.
Indeed that was not the only thing he managed to hear, as the clean shaven Italian yelled at him furiously, and forced him to roll off to the side once again when Ernesto now aimed what looked like an assault rifle firing a volley of bullets awkwardly with a one handed grip.
Scar had seen all of this running through the woods, he shook his head disapprovingly as he had seen the so called 'Alpha clamber over the red vehicle like a jungle gym, all the while avoiding the attempts of the mad driver and his brother to kill and throw him off. And while the pair were failing to kill Alpha, the werewolf's attempt at stopping them was failing just as much. Then again 'if you wanted to do something you do it yourself', and getting ahead of the vehicle he repeated Peter's move and made a long mad jump onto the now empty roof.
Ernesto seeing the great mass of fur and teeth come flying at the vehicle dived back inside as the second wolf hit the car sending it into another swerve as the driver tried to pull off another power slide at a junction. Thankfully Ludovico managed to salvage the situation and seeing a clean street which the targets were running towards put his peddle to the metal and sent the whole vehicle rocketing forward, right back towards Everett.
Scar however not wanting this to get out of hand before they got any deeper into the city extended his claws and swinging his arm down he felt the razor sharp talons rip into the carbon fibre roof of the car. The material gave way leaving a large gash, which grabbing firmly in two hands he began to pull back against, letting it buckle and bend as Scar literately peeled back the roof above the driver's cabin.
Ludovico was certainly not expecting this as he glanced up and through the hole in the roof, seeing Scars massive clawed paws reaching inside to grab the driver. Snapping to attention the smartly dressed man drew the pocket revolver he had used earlier and pointing straight at the wolf.
Scar pulled back letting two silver tipped projectiles fly past him out of the hole he had made. At the same time Alpha was struggling to keep a grip as whenever he tried to climb back up, as the other crazy Italian kept firing another volley after volley at him causing him to have to constantly keep clawing his way around the bonnet, slowly making his way around to the driver's side.
It was at this point Ludovico hit the emergency break.
The whole vehicle suddenly lurched and skidded, sliding into a spin sending sparks flying as a tire exploded form the friction. The two brothers were thrown around, Ernesto, neglecting a seatbelt; head collided with the airbag, while Ludovico spun the wheel in some vain attempt to both save the car and throw of the hitchhikers. Alpha and Scar at the same time were sent flying from the car, the werewolf in red heading off to the side and into a bush, while the former felt his claws screech as he slid down the bonnet and finally tear through the rest of the hood, causing him to be thrown painfully onto the side walk.
Shaking his head Peter groggily looked up and managed to see the car they had been trying to stop start to move, its engine humming as it slowly dragged itself out from a the lamppost it had crashed into and continued down the road at a steady speed, the tattered mess of a tire rolling out from under it. Looking up Alpha could see the backs of the two teenagers, Arthur and Vivien heading back towards town, the silhouette of Vivien also seen following the pair.
Staggering to his feet, Alpha became immediately aware of the intense pain in his left arm which he realised he had fallen on. It was broken and the pain only grew worse as he got to his feet, however it wasn't the same as usual pain, and he could plainly feel the snapped appendage pulling itself back together and mending under his flesh. And then the pain was gone, he himself absently flexing his left hand.
"Urrr"
Alpha was immediately brought back to reality by the groaning soon of Derek who was finally getting to his feet after being thrown straight into the woods; unlike himself the born werewolf didn't seem to have suffered any major damage.
"You okay" Peter asked his friend as he looked at the fading lights of the car they had just chased.
Derek however could only growl in frustration as he pulled himself to his feet "Alpha, you're an idiot!"
Running on all fours Gothina was quite easily keeping pace with the two teenagers; they were quite clever ducking into the woods, not appearing to have any difficultly running through the bushes as they tried to make their way out of the city. But at the same time while the pair could outrun the pack over the roofs or in a school, the trees and forests where Gothina's territory. However every time Arthur and Vivien tried to make a break for the wilderness the red car would pull out, a large blast of a shotgun echoing in the distance followed by malicious laughter, which would cause them to turn straight back towards the city.
Gothina as ordered kept her distance, tailing the pair, as she jumped from tree to ground in rapid succession, waiting carefully for a chance to leap in and save them.
However Alpha's decision to jump onto the car and throw attackers off sent her plan hurtling into the ground, as her ideas of saving the day quickly evaporated. Still returning her attention to her two charges Arthur and Vivien had seemingly given up trying to flee and were now trying to make their way back into the city beginning to reach the back of an old restaurant.
"Where did they go" Arthur asked stopping to look back towards the woods road.
"Who cares" his sister stated as she nears the building panting for breath.
"You okay Vivien, you think we're safe?"
Breathing deeply, the black hair girl calmly looked over to her brother Vivien spoke in a controlled tone "Arthur we are being chased by freaking werewolves again" she said, before exploding into a loud outrageous yell "we are never safe!"
'Ouch that was rather personal' thought Gothina as she leapt into a tree, resting low on its branch surveying the two, 'and they have been chased by werewolves?'
Vivien now walking past Arthur, she bent over and rested her hands on a nearby dustbin appearing to be catching her breath. Grabbing the lid though the girl disappeared in a puff of black smoke, causing both her brother and Gothina to jump in surprise. Indeed for a second Gothina was unable to even smell where the girl had gone before realising from the sudden yelling noise above her head where Vivien had gone.
Looking straight up the purple werewolf caught a third helping of metal to the face, that day, as a another dustbin lid slammed into her face sending her backwards into a summersault as the force to her snout sent her sense reeling again.
Dazed Gothina was getting really tired of this teleporting girl as she caught the faint trails of black smoke hovering above her head. Getting to her feet she saw both brother and sister now heading away from the restaurant and were once again running along the gap between the wood and the city's outskirts.
In the distance her wolf ears picked up the flecks of what sounded like a massive crash. Not sure if it was Alpha and Scar's handiwork she continued on her task, keeping an eye on the pair. As the siblings reached a road leading into the city from the woods she heard the familiar roar of that sports car, with Scar and Alpha nowhere to be seen.
At the same time as Gothina landed on a roof above the pair, Vivien again grabbed a dustbin lid and threw it at the wolf girl, although this time the purple haired superhero caught it her paw.
'No more of that' she though before calling out "Hey I just want to help."
It was at this point the red car came hurtling out of the darkness. Skidding to haut, sparks flying from a rear wheel, one of the brothers leaned out of the window raising an assault rifle at them, yelling incoherently in Italian, his teeth seemingly reflecting the light from a nearby street lamp.
Instinctively Kylie threw her captured dustbin lid at the man, her super human strength turning the metal cap from improvised weapon into a deadly rocket.
Ernesto managed to catch only a glance as he was caught in the arm, his gun slipping from his grasp and he himself letting out a roar of pain, while the car drove off into the city.
The two siblings however had used the distraction to bolt back down an alley away from both Kylie and the two Italians, the boy using a dustbin to reach and scale another drain pipe to the roof, the girl just simply blinking in and out of existence again, appearing at her brother's side.
However they suddenly looked at each other and the two split off, not exchanging words as the boy jumped back down into the street, running down its pathways past three very confused individuals, while the girl continued to jump from roof to roof.
Gothina took this moment to clamber to her own vantage point above the street and paused as she stared after both of the siblings who were now running in opposite directions.
"Oh dear" she muttered.
The sudden scratching, thudding noises behind her, combined with the distinct smell of wet dogs and pine trees told her though that Peter and Derek had just arrived and turning around was surprised the pair were in.
There fur was matted, standing on end and covered with twigs and leaves, like the two had been thrown into a compost bin, twice! Scar was looking particularly sour, as he stormed towards her.
"Where are those two" he demanded.
Gothina pointed left at the back of the girl who in the 30 seconds of contemplation was already two to three streets away over as she hopped from roof to roof. The purple werewolf then pointed right as she picked out the back of the boy wearing white as he clambered up a drainpipe to a roof of cinema.
"They split up" she said bluntly.
"How could you let them do that" Scar roared?
Not happy at the remark, she once again raised her finger "hey I don't see those two mad drivers in handcuffs; I had to use a dust bin lid to stop them turning those two into paste a minute ago."
"Will you two stop it" Alpha shouted, physically getting between them and forcing them apart, "we need to help them" he said trying to reason to both the wolves, "did you see were the car went" he now asked looking at the female wolf?
A series of gunshots in the direction of where the boy had run answered that question for them.
Scar let out a long sigh as he began to break into a run, heading in the direction of the loud bangs, Alpha looking back at Gothina.
"Keep tailing the girl" he stated patting her on the shoulder, "make sure she is safe. We need to make sure the boys alright."
Gothina was about to object, but not because she didn't want to help the pair, but rather because of what she had heard.
"Pe… Alpha she called"
"Don't worry Gothina we can handle this" Alpha called back as she jumped from the rooftop to the next.
'But they have seen us before" she called "they have seen werewolves before!'
Authors notes
While I love the car scene: I am a little unhappy with the chapter: I have rewritten it twice now but something just seems out of place? Could be to long winded?
Thanks for reading.