Part Nine: Victors and Victims
"Where is she?" a clearly unhinged Grimaldo demanded of Julie as she put her books away in her locker.
"Who?" she asked calmly.
"My mate, where is my Mafuane?"
"Oh, her; she dumped your flea-bitten hide."
And that's what started the fight. He lunged, she dodged and hit the alien alarm to get the humans out and alert the other three. But Gabriel came too.
Five werewolves, in secondary form, squared off in a cramped school hallway. Grimaldo lunged again, at Julie but he was blocked by a pink manna barrier. Kevin reached for the iron lockers and absorbed the metal, letting it coat his bestial form.
Even with alien powers the Bellwood four were evenly matched by their two enemies.
Grimaldo had Julie pinned when a shotgun went off and he fell to the side, wounded in the shoulder.
"You get your mangy paws off my granddaughter!" Grandpa Max boomed; he was in his Plumber gear and was leveling a shotgun at the white wolf's head.
She saw Gabriel sneaking up behind the old man and felt her maw split and warm, shooting plasma shots at the mangy red wolf before Kevin jumped him and dragged him down by the neck as Gwen joined in on the dog-pile.
Julie pinned Grimaldo down, jaws clamping around his neck and adding pressure. Blood began flooding, stimulating her taste-buds. Her eyes gleamed cruelly as her teeth tore through flesh and muscle. He was scrabbling at her muzzle, drawing blood. She only bit down harder.
A fury had come over her and the human Julie was far too gone to regain control of the savage beast that was freed. All she knew was that the white wolf was a threat to her and her pack's security and thus needed to be neutralized.
He went limp and she bit down harder, now morphing into her third form and starting to shake him like a ragdoll. The bones cracked and crumbled beneath her jaws and suddenly she found herself tearing out his trachea and gulping it down before doing the same with his heart.
She then de-morph, having come to her senses; the blood coated her lips like ice-cream coated a child's, being warm and sticky.
She looked to her pack and found that one of them had cannibalized Gabriel in much the same way.
"Who's the monsters here?" she suddenly asked herself.
END