Please let me apologize. I feel really bad for not posting. Go read my new story, Ghosts, if you want! However, make sure you've finished Allegiant first...
Frank Zhang saved himself in the end by turning into a wolf. His silver fur was stained blood red and his eyes were feral. Frank was not completely in control this time around. He snarled and swung the massive wolf to rid it the fine layer of powdery snow on it. He began to run up the foothill. He howled a horrible high-pitched howl and turned into a bleeding falcon.
He soared into the sky and was battered like a little finch. He struggled to fight his way to the anchored Argo II. As he was only a couple feet from the deck, he turned back into Frank. He reached out his arm and grabbed hold of the rail with one hand. His gashes down his sides were worse than before and his strength was virtually none.
"Help!" he cried hoarsely over the howling wind. And somewhere, in the back of a Satyr named Hedge's mind he heard this and trotted onto deck to investigate (with his baseball bat of course). Frank heard the clop of hooves and yelled again. "Hedge, help me please!"
The clops turned into a full out gallop and Hedge got to where Frank was slipping. He grabbed Frank's other arm and started stomping on the deck to the point where Jason ran up and helped pull Frank onto deck.
Jason dragged Frank into the infirmary and started pumping Frank full of Nectar. Frank sputtered and began to spit out the nectar in his mouth. It was beginning to taste very bitter.
"Leo's gone." He said. "Probably dead."
"Dude, who roughed you up?" Jason asked.
"Daley Buttons." He said.
Jason was quiet. Now Frank was telling him about her?
"She can't be real."
"Jason I welcome you to go down there and get fucked up by her. But we need to take her as a threat. She dragged Leo away."