The night is silent and the moon is lighting on an empty part of New Orleans; a construction yard, where a new mall is supposed to be being built. Zoe, Cordelia, the council and the rest of the girls stand quietly in the yard, waiting for their enemy to arrive at the scene. the anticipation almost close to killing them.
"Mom?" Zoe asks Cordelia. "What are we doing here? I thought our original plan was to ambush Kyle and Misty Day, not wait aimlessly at a god damn fucking-"
"This part of New Orleans is completely empty, Zoe. I told Officer March to keep everyone away from this part tonight, told him that some shit, will be going down tonight. Misty will find us, don't worry about that part, but, we do have to worry about the girls; they cannot die."
"They won't," Luna says, introducing herself into the conversation. "I'm sorry to intrude, but I feel the need to make you feel better when I say; even if someone dies, we can bring them back with Vitalum Vitalis, we're going to be okay, I swear."
"Thank you, Luna, make sure you have everyone's back, because, we'll have yours."
Zoe stares off into the distance, feeling something off about the night, like a shadowy presence is approaching them. Lights in the distance begin to shut off; one by one, becoming closer and closer to the construction site. Zoe shakes at the feeling as she watches two figures coming closer to them, with one feeling very familiar, but at the same time, different, like the familiarity, has been tainted.
"Here they come," Queenie sighs.
"This is when the fun begins," Zoe smirks viciously. "Luna, show them what you're made of."
The girls watch as Elektrokinesis begins to brand Luna's hands, and in a sudden gasp of her voice, lightning begins to strike in the dark night sky in an attempt to frighten their enemy, but they keep coming. The figures become infused with the darkness they walk in, Ghosting their ways to the yard in a blink of an eye, then stopping. Cordelia stares at her female foe, her puppet centimetres away from her, his eyes darker than the night itself.
"Is this it?!" Misty yells, looking more shocked than ever. "This, is all? I thought you had an army, Cordelia, ha, guess I was wrong, huh?"
"Not quite," Cordelia snarls back. "I've been, busy, making allies among New Orleans. You're outnumbered Misty, give up."
"You?! No, the Seven Wonders will be extinct, tonight, every witch holding your bloodline, will perish. Then, there will only be one; the Delvish Grasp will flourish once more," Misty explains, chuckling to herself. "Kyle and I, we outnumber all of you."
Cordelia smirks at the dark-witch, then whistles as loud as she possibly can. Dozens and dozens of men and women reveal themselves from the nearby woods and swamps, finding themselves to the yard and quickly aligning with the witches. Their eyes glow golden at the full-moon, their claws and fangs growling in the darkness, but still, every werewolf is in complete control.
"These, are your allies?" Misty laughs, looking over at Kyle. "Werewolves, like the ones we brutally tore to pieces, I remember cleaning most of the mess up-"
"Shut it, witch-bitch!" Lindsay Greyback screams. "You're going to pay for murdering Jason, and his friends."
"You really think you're going to kill us?!" Kyle roars, crushing a nearby car by the sheer ferocity of his voice. "All of you, are going to die; you werewolves, you witches. And you Cordelia, you're council is going to suffer terribly, especially you Zoe, YOU'RE GOING TO PAY FOR MURDERING MY FAMILY!"
"What?" Zoe gasps loud and harshly. "What is he talking about? What has she done to him, Mom?!"
"It's Misty, she's used some form of Memory Compulsion, the spell itself could have broken Kyle's mind into a thousand pieces. He may not even be there anymore, Zoe, but I promised you that I'm not going to give up on him, so, let's see if we can do something about it."
Lindsay moves closer to the Supreme and her council, with a much larger pack member by her side.
"This is, my son; Campbell Greyback," she explains, catching Zoe's attention straight away.
"His eyes," Zoe begins.
"They're dark green," Queenie adds.
"So," Luna gasps. "He's the real Alpha?"
"Yes," Lindsay nods. "My Son, is the real Alpha of the pack, that's why he's here; to defend his pack, and his land."
The witches and werewolves watch Kyle as he paces back and forth, clearly wanting to fight more and more as the time flies by. Misty raises her hand at the ground, and suddenly, what seem t be hands spring up from the muddy ground. The number is unclear, dozens, maybe hundreds of hands, spring up from the Earth.
"You're not the only one with an army, Cordelia!" Misty screams, watching as the hands become the tops of heads.
"All of the bodies," Zoe gasps. "That's what they were talking about when-"
"They worked on the bodies," Cordelia finishes, hearing groaning and growling coming from the figures coming from the ground.
Zombie-like figures tear themselves from the ground, their sunken eyes starring around the yard and stopping at both the witches and wolves. They stay still, keeping close to their masters; to Misty Day and Kyle. Lindsay's eyes meet a few of the Zombified figures, noticing a few differences about them; some have claws and teeth similar to a werewolf. Two appear to have broken necks, two have holes missing in their torsos, one is barely standing with the amount of bones sticking out of its sockets, the other, has a missing jaw.
"It's them," Lindsay gasps, looking at her son. "It's Jason's pack."
Zoe can literally sense his anger; he wants to tear everyone to pieces, burn what's left, and then, only hell would know. Kyle appears to have enough, he makes his move, without Misty's approval, and charges towards his enemies. Lindsay looks at her son, who looks more pissed than any werewolf Zoe and Cordelia have ever seen before. Campbell watches the fearless Kyle as he becomes closer to his mother and allies, growling and snarling at his foe, driving him mad. Campbell loses it to his werewolf rage, charging towards Kyle, catching everyone off-guard.
"Campbell, no!" Lindsay screams as he leaps towards Kyle, beginning the start of their battle.
Campbell slams Kyle into the ground, shifting around quickly to avoid being attacked by Misty Day while catching the attention of the Zombies. Misty attempts to Disintegrate Campbell, but gives in to his overwhelming speed, initially failing for the first time to kill something. Kyle grips Campbell by the neck, feeling his life-essence drain into his. Campbell sees the Zombies move their ways towards him, but then suddenly stop when the sound of the other werewolves turning catch their attention. Campbell uses his canines, daggering them into Kyle's neck, making him scream louder than he has ever before in his entire life. Misty uses this opportunity, using Telekinesis to rip Campbell off Kyle's neck, and throw him back to his original place; with his pack. Campbell impacts the ground with an unknown force, managing to stay conscious, but staggering.
Kyle bleeds furiously from the neck, his knees hitting the floor as he growls for his master, but Misty Day has disappeared.
"I WILL TEAR YOU TO PIECES!" Kyle screams, picking up two nearby dump trucks with Telekinesis, and setting them alight with Elektrokinesis.
"Shit! All that can use Pyrokinesis, fire at Kyle!" Cordelia screams.
Zoe watches helplessly as balls of fire spring towards Kyle, Cordelia and Queenie, creates an even larger one, one Zoe knows, will pick up any others it passes. Cordelia combines her ball of fire with Luna's electricity, then flings it at Kyle, the ball becoming larger and larger as it picks up other balls of fire. Many Zombies are torn apart by the flames, but Kyle is dragged along with it, straight into a giant fire canister, waking an explosion. Zoe screams Kyle's name as the yard is consumed by the explosion, taking many of Misty's army with it. The explosion splatters down, and in the wreckage, lays a damaged figure. The figure begins to stand up, revealing half its face as being near completely blown off, the inside of its skull being touched by the moonlight, and the rest of its body burnt to a crisp. The figure shakes and screams violently, its body healing rapidly, revealing the familiar look of Kyle. Kyle's knees hit the burning floor, and as Zoe focuses more, she notices something abnormal; Kyle's nails are beginning to tear away, and are being replaced by claws. Kyle screams again, putting out every bit of fire in the yard by the sheer force of his scream, and at the same time displaying something; large canines replacing his teeth. Kyle then slowly opens his eyes, uncovering a dark red colour, a monstrous colour.
"Jesus Christ," Cordelia gasps.
"What? What's happening to him" Luna panics, her breathing becoming unsteady.
"He's become a Hybrid, of Witch and Werewolf."
"Oh, fuck," Zoe gasps, starring at Kyle's devilish smile.