The Silver Wolf

Chapter 13: Family collection

Demon- :P

SilverFang- Don't give people that bullshit. You know how long you've been gone?

Demon- A few months? Is that a good guess?

SilverFang- Try 5 months…

Demon- Oh… Oops. Well the good news is that I'm updating… Bad news is that gov. may shut down.

SilverFang- 'Bout damn time, for your story I mean.

Demon- Huh?

SilverFang- Well, people are pissed off. And how does your Adventure Time fic have more views?

Demon- People like Adventure Time… a lot… Okay Disclaimer!

I DO NOT OWN SHIT… EXCEPT SILVERFANG

''Sister… can you hear me?'' Hunter's voice was as clear as crystal. It was as if he was in the cockpit with me. I looked around, but there was no sign of him anywhere… until a loud and horrid creaking sound was filling my ears to the brim with pain. It was like nails on a chalkboard and I swore my ears were bleeding when it stopped.

''You okay back there?'' Kole asked, followed by a questioning ''gnarrk''. ''Hang on… my hearing is trying to return from whist it came.'' I said, pulling off the speaker pieces. I started snapping my fingers in my ears and shaking my head back and forth. When I was pleased with the results of the hearing test, which were that I could still hear, I set the headset back on. ''Yeah, I'm fine. Just shook up. Where is the dragon dumb butt?''

''I'm right here.'' It was Red Star's voice. I didn't know if he was trying to be serious or if this was his idea of a joke. ''Red Star, you're not funny. Stop.''

''Come on now… Don't tell me that you forgot already…''

''Dude, no. Seriously… that isn't funny. That actually is sort of offensive.''

''JESSICA ALEXIS MOTHERFRICKIN' BLACKWOOD, I AM YOUR GOD DAMN BROTHER! NOT THIS STUPID RUSSIAN! Don't you remember that experimental chemical called 'Project 212'?! The one that Joker stole to make us stronger, doesn't that sound familiar?''

My breath caught in my throat. Red Star would never call himself stupid, EVER. And my last name was used. Red Star only knows my first name… and the chemical… No one knows about that… That was the reason why I went to that stupid bank. Joker thought we were weak, so he grabbed something from the military base outside of Gotham. It was an experimental super-soldier serum. It would've allowed them to gain meta-human powers. It would've been a scientific breakthrough! It was still in the prototype stage, and Joker destroyed the quantity that he didn't take. It was taken via shot, which didn't settle with me.

I fought back with all my might, but he managed to stick me with the needle, with help from his 9 strongest henchmen. I remember that I could see bright blue lights running where my veins would be… The evolution was extremely painful. For 6 days, I was reduced to a small, sweaty, whimper-y mess. I couldn't move, couldn't eat, and I couldn't even sleep. I never talked, and I never even responded to light. Harley did her best to tend to me, but Joker thought that I was going to die, and told Harley to leave me alone. Hunter took it too, but there were no painful side-effects for him. His blood turned as green as Joker's hair, and his mind was wrecked as bad as the Clown's.

After I stepped out of my room looking stronger, Joker decided that I was going to need to prove that I had new powers. I did so by snatching up some guns that were on a table behind him. He then sent me to the bank to go and get some money for ice cream. Ice cream was his code word for grenades. He only got ''ice cream'' when he was bored and wanted to screw with Batman. Batman never did have time for ice cream … because J would get put back into prison and Harley had to go spring him.

This bank was the same one where Batman finally found out about me and my brother. It's also the same one where he kicked my ass. I'll tell THAT story another time, in much further depth. In the meantime, let's get back to where we were, shall we?

''Jessie, remember the time that Batman kicked your ass and Joker didn't give two shits about it? I remember watching the news after your arrest. The reporter said that today's youth were getting more involved with crime. What a bitch, am I right?''

''What do you want Hunter?" I asked, getting fed up with my brother.

''Joker sent me to bring you back home. He saw you on the news, helping the Titans. He was seriously pissed. Harley gets hit twice as much as usual now.''

''Well I'm not going back. So, tell this to the Joker. 'Put that in your juice box and suck it'.'' I snapped. I did feel bad for Harley, but I remember how tough she was and how she could stand far worse abuse than what the Joker could dish out. I heard a tapping sound from overhead. I looked up to see Jeice in Hunter's dragon claws. He was knocked out, and I saw a very large gash on his head.

''JEICE!''

''That's right sister. I've got your most trusted friend. And if you don't do as I say, I'll kill him right here.''

''What…'' I had to swallow the lump in my throat,'' What do you want?'' I said, afraid to speak. ''Follow.''

After a confusing set of directions, we landed on a mountain that was very strange. In fact, I don't know how it even worked! IT FLOATED. IT. FREAKING. FLOATED. How is the frigg is this even possible? The aircraft landed, and out my window I saw some sort of temple thingy. It was marked with a paw print that had very sharp swirls in them. Underneath that was a series of glyphs.

''What the hell…'' I muttered. The glyphs were in Egyptian… and I knew what they said! Even from 20 feet away! It was like a second nature to me, like I knew the language all my life!

''Welcome to the Temple of Dracon, Jessie.'' Hunter said with a laugh and a sneer. He landed on mountain and changed to human. Jeice was tossed over his shoulder, and I saw him stir a bit. Good. He'd be awake soon.

I ripped my bag open, and plunged my hand inside. I felt the sensation of cold metal and knew what I had grabbed. I pulled out my mask from the duffle. I trailed a finger over the counters of it. Let's do this. I slid the mask on, feeling safe by its disguising property. I punched the lid off and hopped out in my wolf form. I was hunkered low and I let loose one of my strongest growls. Hunter chuckled. ''Come on now sis, let's not… Lose our heads!'' A sword was thrown from the temple and it nearly chopped my head off. I was able to roll out of the way, and I heard the sword stick into the T-Ship. The handle was gold and I saw a green gem under the grip. Ra's al Ghul.

''I know that was you, Ra's!'' As if on cue, the man himself walked out of the temple's darkened door. ''Hello, Jessica Blackwood. Nice you see you again.''

''Why did he bring me here?! Answer me!'' I roared, stepping forward. I was sick and tired of this bullcrap! I wanted answers, and I was going to get answers! Even if it meant ripping them out of him, piece by piece!

A gun-like sound came from in front of me. A puff of smoke filtered out of the mouth of the door, and a net exploded out of it. It snatched me up, like an eagle stealing a rabbit from the underbrush. I struggled to get loose, but the net lit up with energy and it electrified me. ''Zzzzaaaahhhhh!'' I was forced into a human again and no matter how hard I tried, my wolf fur didn't grow back. My fangs didn't sharpen, my claws didn't lengthen. I was powerless.

I was trying to get my breath back and I heard my teammates cry out. I heard them say that they were going to save me, but when I heard footsteps getting closer, boots marching forth replaced it. They cried out in terror.

I heard gunfire, and people getting smacked, punched, thrown; the whole cazoo. Then I heard a sound that would haunt me forever. A loud, almost primal, screech ripped through the air. I heard them fight back. I heard them try. I heard them grunt and get slapped around like ragdolls. I heard them fall, one by one.

I opened my eyes and all I saw was scattered bodies of soldiers, and of my friends- no, my family- around me. Hunter's face was coated in blood. It dripped from his fangs, and down his chin. He smiled wickedly at me, and his eyes flicked over to them. His forked tongue shot out of his mouth to lick hungrily at his lips. I weakly shook my head, mouthing ''no''. He nodded slowly, his lips drawing back to further show the blood stains. He lurched forward suddenly, his mouth opened as wide as it could go. I shut my eyes just so I wouldn't have to w-

''Hunter, my boy, let her friends live. After all, we need an audience for this grand show!'' I knew that voice. No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no, not him. Anyone but him! I opened my eyes and the horror was worse than watching someone get eaten.

The Joker walked out from the door. He'd be watching the whole time. He smiled at me and then at Hunter. He strolled over to me and leaned down to my level. He reached out his hand and gently patted my head. ''Someone's been a very good girl! She listened to her brother and now, she came back to her daddy!'' My energy instantly felt replenished. I shot out to grab him, but his foot came crashing down on my wrist.

My hand quickly retreated back, and I cradled the wounded appendage against my chest. ''You are NOT my father! And you never will be!'' I spit in retaliation. The smug look on his face quickly disappeared and I saw him stiffen. He looked disgustingly at me and pulled out a knife.

I didn't even flinch when I saw the blade sparkle in the sunlight. I knew he wouldn't kill me, I was too important for that. He started to walk around me, laughing like the hyena he was.

''Aw, someone's grouchy! Maybe you need to take a nap!'' The knife was thrown at me. I moved in time to avoid getting a nice hole in my leg, but the blade hit my pants. I was pinned down. I grabbed the blue material and shook it violently, trying to pop the knife out, but it really stuck!

I heard another, higher voice from somewhere nearby. ''Mista J! The temple's ready for the ceremony!'' Harley? I saw a familiar red and black capped head pop out from the door. ''We had a mishap, and one of our new recruits got impaled by some trap-thingy but-'' Her voice trailed off as she spotted me.

''Who's that?'' She sounded like a child as she pointed a finger at me. I chuffed and grabbed my mask underhanded. I ripped the thing off and I let it fall out of my grip. I saw her step back in surprise.

''Jessie? Jessie, Is that really you, honey?'' I smiled sadly at the nickname and nodded. She always called me honey because I got into a honey jar once and had it all over me. From then on, I was stuck with the name.

Her face betrayed hurt and she quickly turned to Joker. ''Why is she in a net?'' Joker pulled at his collar. ''Well, uh… she wasn't listening to her brother. Then her friends got involved. And it all turned to shit, so I had to step in.''

Harley marched over to Joker and grabbed him by his shirt. She shook him back and forth, telling him to let me out of the net. He said no, and called for a few of his goons. They came from behind Harley and grabbed her, pulling her away from the situation. I heard a whistle, growling, then screaming. Bud and Lou? Who else is here? Batman? I quickly looked around. No Batman. Good. I turned my head back to see Joker in front of me. Shit.

''Hunter, my boy, grab her friends and follow me. The ceremony must begin!'' I felt the whole net lurch forward. I saw a goon dragging me across the ground by the top. I looked behind me and saw Hunter carrying everyone in his arms following behind. Where were we going? What was going to happen? What ceremony?

As soon I was inside the door, I lost all sense of direction. It was extremely dark, and cold. I heard faint voices ahead, but they were too quiet to understand. I sat in silence until we hit a door.

''Boss, how do we open it again?'' The goon asked. I heard Joker sigh angrily. I heard a gun fire off and a heavy thud next to me. ''Stupid goons… they know by now not to ask questions. Hunter get over here!'' I heard a series of loud stomps then a ''Yes, sir?"

''Open the door for me kiddo.'' His tone changed almost instantly. I heard a large intake of air above me and I saw the brilliant, sudden burst of red fire in front of me. I watched the dazzling colors until they disappeared. I saw the door open and I was able to see fully again.

The area was very medieval. There was a stone tablet in the middle, with statues of fearsome dragons lining the room. A huge staue of a differently designed dragon was placed in front of the tablet. He had neck frills and a steering fin on his tail. His wings were large and he looked like Hunter, but bigger and fiercer. His mouth was shut, but I saw something shiny in-between his teeth. The Dragon Dagger.

The Dragon Dagger is supposedly made from one of Dracon's unbreakable golden fangs and the hilt is one of Dracon's scales. It was the only thing that his brothers and sister could use to kill the Dragon Lord. The blade was never used, because he found it and hid it in his last remaining temple, cursing the blade to only kill wolves, bears, and lions. Only a dragon-based descendant can access the temple, or touch the dagger.

I figured out his plan! He wants to use the dagger to win the battle! But why lead me in here? He wants to kill me now! I'm not gonna let that happen! I'd rather step on flaming legos barefoot!

That's enough. Bye bye, friends!