Chapter 7

Loss And Answers

Disclaimer: Its time for everybody's favorite show! The Altered Life show! (Loud Cheering is heard) Huzzah! Let us begin! Though things won't necessarily be cheerful in this chapter. Warning: Some sexual content in this chapter. And my apologies to everyone for the long wait, ended up finding myself on a huge 'Smallville' kick recently.


Whittemore Residence, Sometime Later

A very pleased Jackson made his way into his house while wondering why his parents hadn't been at the game since both had promised to be there. The fact neither had reached out to him or any member of the Pack had been had been interesting if not slightly concerning. But Jackson figured that perhaps his parents had just gotten really caught up in whatever had come up. The fact however that there was a strong smell in his house made him nervous as it couldn't mean anything good. "Mom? Dad? You guys here?"

Jackson found himself nearly slipping on the solid floor and when he turned on the light, his eyes widened at the red substance that was on the floor. His heart began to beat faster as his worries increased where his adopted parents are concerned, letting his claws come out, Jackson followed where the strong scent was coming from. He'd soon learn it was coming from his parents' bedroom and the door was opened. Cautiously, the former Kanima made his way inside and flipped on the light switch and what he saw would make him wish like Hell he hadn't. As within the room, blood was everywhere and his adopted parents were dead. By what or whom the young man hadn't a clue.

As his dad was on the floor with his eyes open in shock with a large hole in his chest. His mother he found, had half her head blown off while on the side of the bed and cut up in numerous places. "Oh… Oh God..." Whispered the teenager hoarsely and promptly threw up.

Elsewhere

As it would turn out, Scott and Carrie had snuck off to have a little private time in an abandoned house she knew of. Both were in their underwear and smoking weed and actually feeling the effects thanks to a little trick Scott had learned of where Dwarves are concerned. Despite her worries where Scott Delgado was concerned, Carrie had found herself being ensnared in his orbit and interestingly enough, finding she liked it. Sure, she knew right away he wasn't the kind of guy you brought home to the parents or to the Alpha, but that didn't really matter since both were more over just interested in being casual and having fun. "Did… Did you know they got cars that run on water?" Asked Scott with a slur as he reached over and necked on her.

Making her moan a little from the pleasant feeling he was causing. "You sure you're not thinking of a boat?" Asked the Blonde with a murmur as her hand lowered to his boxers.

He just shook his head. "Nah, its a car that runs on water, babe, a car with water for fuel!"

Both snickered as her hand went inside his boxers and began to play with his cock, earning herself a grunt for her efforts. The two of them hadn't had sex yet but Carrie knew she was likely gonna be screaming her head off when they did thanks to how big he was. Whether it was because he's an Alpha or because of the weird drug in his system, she honestly didn't know and didn't really care as she LIKED it. The two began to make out as they continued to be rather handsy with one another, completely unaware they were being watched by someone. Whom couldn't be seen at all and the figure was watching the whole thing with sadness on her face

"Ooh, yes!" Breathed out Carrie as Scott fingered her and sucked on her nipple.

A low, gutteral growl was heard, making Scott freeze up. "What? Why'd you stop?" Moaned Carrie disappointedly.

"Did you hear that growl?"

"Considering what you were doing to me? No!"

The growl was heard again and Scott's eyes widened. "You had to have heard it that time!" He exclaimed in a panic.

"I'm not hearing anything!"

Carrie watched as Scott's face went deathly white as he looked at something only he could see. "Buh-Berserker!" He got out hoarsely.

She frowned, wondering what the Hell he was talking about and if whether or not he was having a bad trip. But before she could really think much on that or try to calm him down, Carrie found herself being dragged by Scott to try and get away from whatever that he only he could see. "SCOTT! CALM DOWN! NOTHING'S THERE!"

Sadly, he wouldn't listen.

House Of Hale

Locostos made his way into the living room of the Hale home, not entirely happy to be there but knowing it was finally time to stop avoiding the group. "About time you showed up, you miserable old demon." Grumbled Noshiko as she took in the sight of the Demon Lord.

Who clearly wasn't in the mood to dress all dashing and such as he was wont to do. "Yes, well, I wasn't ready to face the firing squad. But alas, here I am."

"Yeah, about that, why the Hell weren't you with our son when he returned?" Demanded to know Melissa in order to get straight to the point.

Kali right next to her and glaring hotly at the Demon Lord. Locostos sighed forlornly. "To put it simply, Melissa? He basically told me to get out of his life as I only served to remind him of Lenne. But I refused to listen and it only made him angrier, more resentful. More willing to go down paths and cross lines he knew not to go down. Paths and lines I knew better then to go and mess with myself."

It had not been the easiest of times with Scott and his pain where Lenne was concerned. Granted, both had been feeling the pain and while Locostos had wanted to lose himself in drugs, alcohol, and anything else, he knew it was only temporary. And that he'd be back to feeling like pure shit once he was sober again. Plus, it would just be a huge insult to his baby girl's memory. He had tried to tell Scott this, but the boy wouldn't listen. To lost in his own pain. Pain that was heavily intense because not only had he lost Lenne, but he had lost their baby, and part of his very own soul thanks to their soul bond. "I stuck with him, I swear. I stayed with him until we reached Arizona and met up with a Shaman he knew there. But by then, he had already taken a drug we both thought was destroyed. And that only served to make things worse."

Scott had hoped the Shaman could help him undo the effects of the damnedable drug, but unfortunately, the Shaman hadn't been able to help. As it had been far beyond him much to Scott's strong dislike. "Things were relatively… Decent, at the Shaman's. At least until a bunch of Bikers showed up to cause trouble because of their problems with Scott. The ensuing bloodbath caused us to get separated somehow and after it was over, there was a note left for me that I won't repeat the contents of as there are ladies in present. And so… I went home. And home I have been."

Even wallowing about in his misery over Lenne's death and having to put down an attempted take over of his realm by some jackass. "And while we understand where you are coming from, Locostos, you still should have said something." Talia told him gently.

"I know, I was just ashamed and hurting to say anything." He replied heavily.

"So long as you remember that we're here for you, you don't have to go it alone." Nancy told him seriously.

And it was something he greatly appreciated and said as much.

Meanwhile, At The Whittemore Residence

Shortly after Jackson had vomited after seeing the bloodied forms of his dead adopted parents, the former Kanima had found himself under attack. Said attack coming from a lunatic who had a grudge against his dad for having gotten him locked up a long time ago. "And even if there wasn't any money involved, I still woulda killed that asshole!" Declared the thin lunatic with a snarl as he tried to cut Jackson with his large kitchen knife.

"Money? What money?" Jackson asked as he kept a watchful eye on that damn knife.

Wanting nothing more then to tear this piece of shit a new asshole. "The money from the Deadpool, of course! Apparently lotsa names are on that thing and your parents were on there! Lucky me!"

Jackson frowned at that but didn't have a lot of time to think much about it as he ducked an attempted slash from his parents' killer and threw the man to the floor. "I'm gonna make lotsa bank tonight!" Chuckled the man sadistically.

His eyes widened when he heard a growl, causing him to look up and took in the sight of his young would be target turning into something… Different. "Whoa… What drugs are you on and can I get some!?"

"I'm gonna rip you apart!"

Letting out a roar, Jackson charged at the killer, who was not the least bit afraid as he himself charged back, knife in hand. The killer managed to cut him and even stab him a few times but Jackson's rage and grief had made him ignore it as he attacked the man. Culminating in him throwing the sick fuck out of a second story window and to the ground below. His head hitting the table out on the ground and ensuring he wouldn't be getting back up anytime soon. Staring down at the unmoving man as he breathed heavily, Jackson gave a satisfied nod before slumping to one knee in pain. His surge of adrenaline having left him just as quickly as it had come to him. Need… Need to get up. Call the Police…

Not knowing the loud commotion the fight had caused having already ensured the Police would get called to his house.

Elsewhere

It'd been several hours since Scott and Carrie had fled from the abandoned house thanks to his hearing and seeing something that wasn't there. Though at one point he had lost her along the way but had hardly paid any attention to that thanks to how terrified he was. Currently, he had taken to hiding out inside of a dumpster. "C-Can't find us in here! Right, Carrie? Carrie?"

Frantically, he searched around in the dark with his Red Eyes but found nothing but trash. Very smelly trash at that. "Aww damn! Carrie, where are you!?" Moaned the freaked out teenager.

He wouldn't have a lot of time to worry about her as the door flap to the dumpster opened up. "And what have we here?"

"You're not gettin' me!" Screamed out Scott.

Completely mistaking the individual in question for a Berserker as he let out a scream and attacked. Not knowing that he would be taking out a threat in the process as he killed the 'Berserker'. "HA HA HA HA HA! I'VE FINALLY KILLED A BERSERKER!"

Laughing crazily, Scott ran off, leaving behind a very mangled and dead body.

"CARRIE! WHERE ARE YA, BABE!? CARRIE!"


Author's Notes: Ooh, Scott is definitely on a bad trip, I'd say! And just who did he kill? R and R!