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Two-Pack II

Violet looked around nervously as she heard yet another sound of distant, far off glass smashing, and more screams cut into the night air. Whatever the hell was going on tonight, she certainly wanted no part of it. There were plumes of smoke rising into the night air, screams of terror echoed across the town, and sirens and barks seemed to be the main cause of all the din that was turning this usually peaceful town into a warzone, and what was worse, she had no idea why it was happening.

The problem with being a lesbian in a foster home was that you never really knew where she stood with her foster parents. While they seemed nice enough, she kept her sexuality from them, as it wouldn't be the first time someone had found out how she felt about girls and had hence packed her back into the system without so much as a goodbye. That was part of the reason that she and Garrett got on so well together, the two of them had experiences that were so similar, and they had spent a lot of time together over the years in foster homes and orphanages, the two of them were practically made for each other, if not for the small fact that she liked girls as much as he did.

She had been out on a date tonight, and was now making her way back to her foster home, but the increasing violence of the night was making her rather anxious. It wasn't like she was defenceless, after all, she had pepper spray and knuckle dusters (a joke gift from Garrett which had actually came in handy on a few occasions now) but still, with the deaths and murders and suicides that had been going on in the town, on top of the prison break, well she could hardly be blamed for being a little skittish about being out on her own especially at night while the entire town seemed to be going to hell.

Another bark echoed across the night school as she debated whether or not to head down the alleyway, she knew it got her home quicker, and she was all for that tonight, but with the town in an uproar like it, was it really worth the risk? She then gasped in shock as behind her fire exploded from a building the next street over, and she made her decision, everything else be damned, she wanted to get home and she wanted to get home right now, so the alleyway it was. Casting an untrusting look back at the burning building with frantic people now spilling out of it, she headed down the alleyway, unaware of the figure gliding above her, orange eyes narrowed hatefully as he scanned the area for his next victim.

To Violet's great relief, she made it through the alleyway unscathed (and she would never admit to the squeal she had let out when she had seen a rat, she didn't do rats) and entered a much quieter street, which was virtually now a straight run towards home. Figuring that she could risk it now, she slowed down a little, mulling over the date she had had tonight and wondering if she should call the girl back, after all she had been nice enough but there was just something that she wasn't feeling about her, she didn't know, she wanted something else, and that girl was clearly not what she was after but she wouldn't be adverse to having a little fun with her if she was up for that.

Smiling a little as she got out her phone to text the girl, something moved out of the corner of Violet's eye, and nervously, fearing it was another rat, she turned, and was relieved to see a little Papillion dog cowering nervously beneath one of the bins that flanked the street.

"Hey little guy, what are you doing out here on a night like this?" she asked, taking a nervous look before squatting down and extending her hand to the dog, smiling a little as his cold nose hesitantly touched her hand, and apparently decided that she was alright and trustworthy before edging out, allowing Violet to stroke the dogs soft fur. As she did so, Violet realised that this dog was in fact not a boy, and was in fact a girl, and one that she had seen many times before during her late night trips around town.

"Prada? What are you doing out here on your own, where's Lydia, I bet she's worried sick, come here." She told the little dog, who seemed quite content to be picked up and Violet held the small dog to her, patting her head and making the dog's tail wag affectionately.

She would take the dog home with her, she couldn't be left out on her own on a night like this, and then she would tell Lydia that she had her and that she could come and get her. She knew vaguely where Lydia lived but with the town in the state it was in tonight she didn't fancy wondering around trying in vain to find Lydia's house, and besides, that might seem kind of stalkerish on top of everything else, after all Lydia was one of the hottest girls in school, and Violet could hardly be blamed for sharing the crush of most of the school's male populace, but if she appeared, dog in hand without an explanation, Lydia might get the wrong end of the stick.

"Come on, let's get you home and out of harm's way, then we can get you some food ok?" she asked the dog who licked her hand in response, and figuring that that was approval, she was about to set off for home when a horrible screech echoed through the air.

Jumping in fright, Prada started barking and struggling to get free, whipped into a sudden panic by the screech that didn't sound like it came from anything that was actually meant to be around her, no animal could make that noise, but as Violet struggled to retain her hold on the small dog, she happened to turn around in time to see a monstrous creature with glowing amber eyes swooping down on the two of them from above, razor sharp talons ripping into Violet's arm as it did so.

Violet screamed in pain as she toppled to the ground, Prada barking in a panic and running off into the night before Violet could even try and stop her, despite her attempts to do so, the little dog vanishing before Violet could even try to track her movements, but then figuring she had other problems to consider, she turned and looked up in horror at her attacker, who was stalking towards her, his glowing amber eyes leaving her in no uncertain terms as to what he intended to do to her.

Significantly taller than her, covered in blade like black feathers, glowing amber eyes set into his face, a wicked looking beak and taloned hands along with chicken like feet, the monster stalked towards her, his clawed hands raised to rip her open, blood was already soaking her because of his first slash, a second slash would most likely kill her, there was no doubt that that's what he wanted to do, she could see it in his eyes, he wanted her dead, whatever reason it wanted her dead for, she didn't care, she just didn't want to die, and she screamed in terror as the beast raised his hands to crush the life from her body.

"HEY!" someone yelled and Violet felt pure, glorious, golden relief, she was saved, she had to be, someone else was here to save her, and now that the monster was distracted, she stuck her hand in her bag, snatching both her knuckle duster and her pepper spray, if this thing thought she was going down without a fight, it could think again.

But then she turned to see exactly who her saviour was, and her heart plummeted like a rock, it was Garrett, who, unlike her, had no defences at all, and beside him was Liam, both of them looking in defiant but ferocious terror at the Owlman, who turned and fixed his baleful glare on them, beginning to stalk towards them instead. Garrett gulped and pushed Liam behind him protectively, as Violet struggled to get to her feet, determined to help them.

"Violet, run, get out of here!" Garrett urged as he met the glare of the Owlman, Liam looking frantically for a weapon, any sort of weapon, that they could use to try and fend the monster off.

"Hell no, I'm not letting you fight this thing on your own, and what is that thing?" she demanded, her voice the highest it had ever been but any reply that Garrett had to offer was cut off by the Owlman suddenly screeching and extending his wings, about to attack, when something silver glinted past Violet's eye, the birdman shrieking in pain as a dagger embedded itself into his back, the Owlman turning around furiously to see where the attack had come from.

Someone then flipped from above, landing catlike on one hand, golden eyes glowing as he roared, fangs extended and talons ready as he pounced catlike towards the Owlman, a second blade appearing in his hand and plunging into the gut of the Owlman, the birdman's head rearing back as it screeched in pain as Liam and Garrett suddenly found themselves filled with a sense of relief and reassurance as a hand laid firmly on Liam's shoulder, and the younger kid couldn't help but feel they were saved.

Scott roared, eyes glowing red, his own claws and fangs erupting as he sprang towards the monster, Isaac already dancing around the monster, both daggers back in hand as the two werewolves put themselves to battle against the Owlman. Isaac had already removed his daggers from the Owlman and was on the move, twirling through the air, his blades singing in his hands as he slashed into the Owlman, the Owlman screeching in pain as he did so, ducking and weaving to try and avoid Isaac's attack but it was then that the Alpha entered the battle, roaring in challenge, his claws ripping into the back of their assailant and slashing through skin, feather and wing, the birdman letting out a pained shriek of terror as he did so. Scott then plunged his claws into the Owlman's side, the Owlman struggling against his strong hold but he was then immediately beset by Isaac, ring daggers glinting in the moonlight, slashing into his wings and puncturing the delicate lines that made up the various segments of his wings. The Owlman screeched in pain, finally wrenching himself free of Scott's claws, turning and slashing at Scott with his clawed hands. Scott backflipped to avoid the attack while Isaac danced out of the way of yet another retaliatory slash but now the Owlman had regained its bearings and was out for blood.

However, as the creature flapped its wings, Violet, enraged by its earlier attack then appeared from nowhere, releasing a torrent of pepper spray into his eye, the Owlman stumbling backwards, slashing wildly through the air in blinded fury and both Scott and Isaac looked at the girl in shock, not having expected her to directly attack the Owlman like that. Stumbling backwards, Garrett drove his fist into the monster's back, the beast falling forward, only to be met by Liam driving a strong kick into its solar plexus. The Owlman then gave a furious cry, its claws going right for Liam's throat only for his attack to be met by the combined force of Scott and Isaac, both of them launching themselves into his stomach, making the breath wheeze out of him as they tackled him to the ground, all three of them slamming to the ground in a heap, the Owlman giving a furious cry of blistering rage as it did so, its feet slashing through the air, both wolves roaring in pain as the talons dug into their shoulders. With the two boys distracted, the Owlman flapped its wings, knocking the two of them off of him and allowing him to get back to his feet, cawing at them in challenge as his five enemies glowered at him, prepared to counter his next move, whatever that might be.

However, with one final, disdainful look, he flapped his wings and flew off into the air, appearing to fly with a slight limp if that was possible and he vanished from view, leaving the five of them panting for breath, well, at least until Violet got her voice back.

"What the hell was that?" she demanded as Garrett crossed to her and wrapped her in a hug, trying to calm her down while Liam looked at the two wolves uncertainly, both of them exchanging a vexed look before Scott sighed in reluctant annoyance, there was no point trying to hide it from her.

"That was the Owlman, we're werewolves. The supernatural exists, and this town, well this town gets a lot of it coming through, all of them determined to kill us all. And the town's in a state like this because we think the weredogs that are in town trying to kill us all are trying to draw me out or something like that." He explained, and Violet spluttered in shocked surprise, looking at both Scott and Isaac, kind of starstruck.

"You guys have claws, fangs, and you can fight like crazy, and that thing, it was trying to kill me, what the hell did I do?" she demanded angrily, and Isaac glowered resentfully at the sky where the Owlman had vanished.

"We don't really have an idea, all we know is he goes around murdering people randomly, and taking out their dogs too." He complained, sending an icy look into the night, but Garrett shook his head as he held Violet, who was only slightly shaking now.

"She doesn't have a dog." He explained as Liam hovered behind him worriedly, but to their surprise Violet shook her head.

"No I don't, but I had just found Prada, you know, Lydia's dog, just before he attacked, do you think that's why he attacked me, because I had her with me at the time?" she shrieked, and Scott looked at Isaac who shrugged while not completely meeting his eyes.

Figuring he was still in the bad books, Scott shook his head as he looked at the younger girl.

"Could be, we don't really know, but it would fit the profile we've seen so far, he's been attacking people with dogs for some reason or other. Are you ok?" he asked, noticing that she was trembling a lot less than the three boys had been when they had discovered the supernatural.

Violet gave herself the once over, and after assuring herself that she was alright, she nodded, though she still looked at the two wolves in surprise.

"Yeah, I think so, thanks to you guys, you have some cool fighting skills." She breathed, and Garrett grinned a little as he rubbed her shoulder, quirking an eyebrow in amusement.

"I don't know, you certainly made him think twice when you smacked him with your knuckle dusters." He told her proudly, and she grinned.

"And you thought they were just a funny thing to give me. But these dogs, what do they want?" she demanded, and Scott shook his head.

"Don't worry, they aren't your problem ok? Speaking of, can you two get her home? We'd take you to make sure you get home, but you should be safer together, and I can't fit all three of you onto the bike, and we need to go help Lydia. You can tell Violet the little bit that you know too, see if that helps." Scott said, heading towards his bike with Isaac following silently in his wake, and Liam looked at the two of them worriedly.

"Wait, are you two ok, don't you need us to go with you?" he asked in concern, something didn't seem right between the two of them, which seemed really odd to say the least, and Isaac shook his head.

"No, it's fine, we need to go and help Lydia, she's in trouble. Just get Violet to safety, and you two, stay there too, we don't want you in trouble as well." He warned, climbing onto the back of the bike behind Scott, and Violet looked at them incredulously.

"Are you crazy, you can't just show up after I've been attacked by some freaky birdman and then drive off into the night, you're not Batman for god sake, what the hell is really going on in this town?" she stormed, and Scott flashed his red eyes at her, making her simmer down quickly.

"We told you, the supernatural exists, and it's out of control, yet again. We need to go and help Lydia ok, but we'll talk to you tomorrow, I promise." Scott assured her, and Garrett nodded.

"Don't worry, we'll get her home safe." He promised, and both wolves nodded as Scott gunned the engine as Liam stepped forward, looking at both the older boys in concern.

"Are you two sure you're ok?" he asked nervously, and Scott allowed himself a small sigh before meeting Liam's gaze.

"We're fine." He said with such harsh finality that they clearly weren't but before Liam could ask anymore, Scott gunned the engine and the bike leaped forward into the night, leaving the three younger teenagers standing in their wake.

"So the supernatural exists, and what, are you guys some sort of supernatural warriors?" Violet demanded, eyes alert for any sign of Prada which of course there was none to be had.

Garrett scoffed in amusement.

"Um no, we just got roped into all this too, we're nearly as new as you are, but we know a little. But Scott's right, and if he's right about the dogs being behind this, we need to get you home before we meet them because we have before and trust me, they're not very nice people, come on. You too Liam!" he called, jerking his friend out of his anxious reverie as he pondered just what was going on between Scott and Isaac.

"Yeah, I'm coming." He said, casting a last conflicted look at the direction in which Scott and Isaac had driven before dashing to catch up with Garrett and Violet, whose voice was rising in pitch with every new question that she asked of Garrett as he explained to her what had happened the first night they had encountered the supernatural.

XX

"The Callaveras do not surrender!" one of Ramon's supporters declared as Erica, Matt and Boyd led a pack of whists in an attack against the beleaguered hunters.

Kate looked down on the scene from the top of an adjacent building, supremely unimpressed by the actions of the Callavera clan. They were barely competent, and Ramon had led this faction out in force, putting down a few whists as he had done so, but not realising that he was heading right to a junction where he would easily be trapped by the whists and the revenants that were circling around the middle of the city, clearly looking for something or other. And as a result, Ramon had marched his faction right into the middle of a killing ground from which there would be no escape.

The fight had started well enough for the hunters, taking down a few of the whists while avoiding contact with the three revenants who seemed to be holding back for some reason, but the hunters good fortune hadn't lasted for long, for not long after the hunters had begun pressing against the tide of undead dogs and half resurrected zombies, it was then that one of the Gytrashes had arrived, his corrosive saliva scarring the face off of one of Ramon's biggest supporters, his red eyes glowing in malevolence, the entire faction of the clan now trapped and at his mercy. The Gytrash then pounced, ripping into Ramon's supporters, the revenants and whists backing him up and slaughtering the gathered faction, and now, by this late stage of the game, the outcome was nowhere near in doubt.

Kate typed out a text to her father, the screams and yells of the Callaveras filling the air as Ramon's faction struggled to stay alive.

'Really dad, you want to recruit the Callaveras? The kid's pack has more brains, and the pack has Derek freaking Hale in it' she sent in protest, and looked down to see the Gytrash rip apart the Callavera who was trying to protect a panicking Ramon, who was looking incredibly indecisive.

And it was then that Kate's faith was rewarded as a convoy of jeeps and bikes roared into view, slamming into the three revenants and sending their bodies hurtling up the street, the two wolves roaring in annoyance as they did so, and Ricard then emerged from the lead jeep, scattering the remaining whists with machine gun fire while the Gytrash snarled viciously, before bounding towards him, determined to kill this one who had interfered with his kill. Kate's eyes then flicked to one of the other roads into the junction, and smiled in approval as Garcia's group arrived in a blaze of smoke, forcing the Gytrash to back away from Ricard just as a third group of vehicles arrived, this time commanded by Angelique, all of them scattering the remaining whists and sending heavy rounds in the direction of the revenants who had begun to recover.

"Ricard, what are you doing?" Ramon demanded in shock, struggling to his feet, and Ricard swore at him in Spanish before gesturing to the car.

"Saving our family from getting themselves killed under your leadership, we're getting out of here, now move!" he bellowed, and Kate smiled, yes, she was right, Ricard was the one that they needed, but if Garcia and Angelique were smart enough to ally with Ricard, then perhaps she shouldn't be so quick to dismiss them.

'Yes, but don't worry, we don't need that many, and I know you have other uses for them'. Came the reply, and she smiled, that was so much better, and also suited the plans she had put together for the situation that was unravelling in the town. Time to go to work.

"Alright boys, don't kill Ramon, just make sure you scare him towards me. Angelique and Garcia, we can recruit. Kill their deputies. But let Ricard leave alive, and if need be, save him." She ordered, and with that her Berserkers sprang from the building they were standing on, crashing down to the ground, killing two whists before the dogs even registered that they were there.

The Berserkers breath billowing from their skull masks in the cold night air, they then began to force their way through the milling ranks of the whists, and all that remained of Ramon's most loyal supporters. Kate watched in approval as her boys impaled Angelique' deputy on one of their swords before throwing his body towards the Gytrash, who snarled in fury and bounded towards them, only to be met with the stone cold resistance of the Berserker. As one of her Berserkers fought the Gytrash, another one decapitated Garcia's deputy, scattering his men as Ricard rallied his clan to his cause, all of them flocking towards him as the remaining two Berserkers started to push Ramon, Angelique and Garcia away from the rest of the group, leaving Ricard in sole charge of the diminished numbers of Callaveras. And as the Berserker gained the advantage over the Gytrash, Ricard finally clambered into his jeep, calling a retreat, the vehicles crashing their way away from the junction, prompting the Gytrash to howl in fury as they made good their escape.

The dog then turned to see the last few remaining Callavera members who had been abandoned by their brethren and were now trying to escape the combined might of the Berserkers and the whists, and he was about to join in the fun when Agravaine's bark echoed across the town, making the dog slink away in annoyance, the whists and revenants following him as the Berserkers killed the few remaining clan members, leaving the three would be leaders cowering in mercy, and just as they feared their time had come, the Berserkers stopped, turning their gaze down to Ramon.

"Please, let us go, we won't harm you I swear…" Ramon begged as the Berserkers bent down and picked up both Garcia and Angelique, both of them crying out and struggling in protest as they were thrown over their shoulders.

"Put us down, let us go!" Angelique screamed as Ramon looked at the Berserkers pleadingly.

"Please, just take them, I won't bother you ever again!" he insisted, getting to his feet, but then shuddered in shock as vicious claws plunged through his back and out through his stomach.

"Damn right you won't." Kate spat in contempt, allowing Ramon's dead body to drop to the ground, shaking the blood from her claws as she did so.

"La Loba…" Garcia breathed in shock, and Kate smiled, patting his cheek fondly.

"Correct bright spark, that's me. See I have plans, and you three would get in my way, but unlike Ramon there," she said, indicating the dead body, "you two might still be of use to…the Bone Woman." She purred and the blood drained from both their faces in terror, and both of them began to scream as they realised what Kate had in mind for them both, and the Berserkers heaved them away, Kate following in their wake, everything now going exactly according to plan.

XX

Lydia screamed as she was thrown over the room, the Pomberos whip cracking with vicious glee as she slammed into the freezing wall, the Pombero appearing right behind her and crashing her victim's skull into the wall.

"Like I said, all I need to know is a little bit of information and then this can all end." The Pombero hissed as Lydia fell to the floor, rolling in pain while Natalie pleaded behind them, pleading to the Pombero's unhearing ears to let her daughter go.

Lydia struggled to pull herself to her feet, only for the whip to crack into her hand, Lydia

crying out in pain as the leather bit into her, flaying the skin off and letting blood trickle to the floor as Lydia backed away, trying to escape, only for the whip to crack again, this time cutting into her leg, Lydia rearing her head back in pain as the leather stung into her skin.

"It's simple really you see Lydia, the order of life you could call it. You see, you are a banshee, a worthless creature that acts as a supernatural alarm bell when some pointless little waste of air is about to snuff it. You can't do anything, all you can do is scream and watch the bodies pile up. You see, people like me, a Pombero like my good self, we are predators, you are the prey, so why should we be condemned to be dirty and ugly and mute while banshees get their voices and anything else they want? Well no more little Lydia, this time, I will stay as I'm meant to be, and this curse that I'm under will end. Now dearie, why not tell me everything I need to know about your little friends so I can end them the next time they try to get in my way?" the Pombero spat furiously as she advanced towards Lydia, who glared up at her, still refusing to be cowed.

"Go to hell. Why do you want me dead anyway, just so you can look better than the crippled old crone you are?" she demanded and the Pombero's eyes flashed in irritation at the jibe, before she lashed out, her foot colliding with Lydia's mouth, filling it with blood before she kicked her in the stomach, making Lydia wheeze in pain before delivering a final kick for good measure.

"Why do I want you dead? Your voice you stupid girl! Yes the looking good and all that is a benefit too, no doubt about it, but I need your voice. You have no idea what's coming do you? The world will soon be consumed by flames, and I will not allow myself to be killed just because some bratty little teenager doesn't want to give me something she has no right to in the first place! I need your voice for power, to make myself strong, and the stronger I am, the better my chances of surviving what is to come!" she hissed angrily, and Natalie looked at the monster in disbelief.

She was doing all this to protect herself against something else that was still to come? She got that part of it was the nature of the Pombero, after all, she was the natural predator of the banshee, and absorbing Lydia's voice would make her young and beautiful and give her the power to talk along with more power as well, but she wanted all of this because of some other threat that was still to come over the horizon?

"Leave her alone!" Natalie screamed, and the Pombero turned to face her, her face the picture of disdain as she did so while Lydia whimpered weakly at her enemy's feet.

"I told you, I need her, and if I'm to stay here where power is flowing the strongest because of the nemeton, then I'm going to need to deal with the pack, which means I will rip the information from her, and then I'll kill her." The Pombero purred coldly while Lydia tried to back away from her attacker, but didn't quite move fast enough, catching the eye of the Pombero, making the monster turn and crack her whip into her back, Lydia crying out in pain as the whip lashed into her skin, blood blossoming over her back as the Pombero prowled towards her, her whip raised to strike again.

"Now girl, tell me how I can remove the pack from my side and I will make this painless." She hissed, and Lydia rolled over, mustered her strength and spat at the Pombero, whose face turned to one of outrage as she did so.

"You can go to hell." Lydia spat, her lips swollen from the earlier attack, and the Pombero howled in fury, springing on Lydia, her fist hammering a crying Lydia in the face as she ruthlessly assaulted her, Natalie screaming at the two of them as the Pombero ruthlessly assaulted Lydia, Lydia's fingernails swiping and legs kicking to try and drive the Pombero off of her, but to no avail, the monster was too strong, and with a vicious, slurpy sounding breath, the Pombero brought her hand back to crash into Lydia's already hammered face when there was a furious snarl as two hands slashed upwards, ripping into the Pombero and forcing her off of Lydia, who curled into a ball, crying weakly, her face a bloody, bruised mess as her other injuries seared with pain, not even noticing as Jackson, eyes glowing an icy blue, fangs and claws extended, stood in front of the fallen banshee, glaring at the Pombero as she got back to her feet.

"Get away from her." He snarled, and the Pombero snorted in amusement, cocking her head as she would at a small child.

"Really boy? I've already proven myself to your friends, are you sure you want to try this approach again?" she sneered, and Jackson allowed himself a small smile.

"Well, as I wasn't there the first time, yeah, I feel like I'm missing out. But those two, well, they really want to try it again!" Jackson gloated, and the Pombero turned in time to see the twins flip down and land catlike at the bottom of the stairs, eyes glowing, snarls echoing in their throats as they prepared to fight the Pombero, and Danny emerged at the top of the stairs bow ready and aimed at their enemy.

The Pombero snorted in amusement as she beheld the group that had assembled to try and stop her, though the laugh died in her exposed throat when she saw Martagh enter the room, Natalie's eyes quickly finding the Scuffock, suddenly reassured that her daughter would be safe now.

"Alright, I suppose that makes this a little more interesting. Shall we then?" she asked, cracking her whip, and the three wolves roared and Danny fired an arrow at the Pombero, who was already on the move, cartwheeling away from the projectile as Jackson and the twins closed in on their opponent.

Jackson sprang, claws coming down at her from on high but her whip cracked out of nowhere, Jackson grunting with pain as it caught him in the stomach, sending him crashing into the wall behind Lydia, who was struggling to get to her feet. The twins were then on the Pombero, both of them ducking and weaving, filling in the gaps in each other's attacks as they pushed their advantage while arrows rained down as fast as Danny could fire them, one finally reaching its target, the Pombero screeching in pain as the tip punctured her shoulder, making a beeline right for Danny at the top of the stairs. Natalie looked at Martagh in panic, Danny wasn't like the others, he had no chance in close quarters against a creature, but the Scuffock just prowled the edge of the room, critically evaluating each of their performance.

Natalie needn't have worried however as Danny vaulted from the top of the stairs, escaping the stampeding Pombero and allowing both twins to throw themselves up the stairs after the Pombero while Jackson forced Danny behind him, immediately dropping to his knees and helping Lydia to sit up.

The Pombero cracked her whip, making Aiden cry out in pain as the leather slashed into his face, raising his hands in an attempt to cover himself but as she drew her whip back to strike again, Ethan grabbed her weapon, wrapping it around his hand and jerking it from her grip. Turning to him furiously, the Pombero let out one of her sonic attacks, Ethan crying out in pain as the sound crashed into him like a bus, toppling him over the railing and making him plummet to the ground, shattering it as he impacted. Aiden gave a furious roar, surging towards her but she grabbed him by the neck, slammed his head into the railing, dazing him then throwing him over the railing, landing on top of Ethan with a sickening crash. Natalie winced as she saw this, then turned to Martagh, who still remained at the edge of the room, observing, doing nothing.

"As always, you are dictated by your emotions, yes, the two of you do make a more powerful whole but not at the expense of your own skills!" Martagh scolded as the twins pulled each other to their feet as the Pombero flipped back down to their level, only to be beset immediately by Jackson. Twirling through the air, she grabbed the body of the dead girl, forcing her into Jackson's way, giving him pause and that second was all she needed to blast him away with another sonic attack, Jackson roaring in annoyance as he crashed through several of the hanging bodies to the floor.

The twins then returned as Danny, with a weak and whimpering Lydia behind him started firing arrows again. Ethan grinned, seizing an arrow from the air, twisting and stabbing it into the chest of the Pombero, who screamed in annoyance before punching him in the face, gesturing and with that his voice went streaming out of him, the Pombero allowing herself a smug smile before delivering a powerful roundhouse kick to his chest, throwing him across the room. Martagh shook her head in the corner, lamenting their efforts, but at least they were doing better than the first time they had encountered her. Aiden then dug his claws into her side, but she reached up, locking him in a headlock and pulling him over her shoulder, crashing him to the ground and stomping on his chest, making him cough and roll weakly on the ground as she also took his voice. It was then that she had to duck to avoid Danny's last arrow, which would have skewered her neck had she not moved, but as she turned furiously to face him, the arrow was then plunged into her back, making the Pombero rear her head back as she screamed in pain. Turning, she seized Aiden from the floor, throwing him bodily into the numerous hanging bodies as Jackson sprang through the shaking dead bodies, his claws going right for her throat. Flipping away from his attack, she snatched her whip from the floor beside Ethan, cracking it, the whip coiling around Jackson's neck.

Jackson's eyes bulged in surprise as she cackled, slinging her whip onto one of the meat hooks above them and yanking him into the air. Jackson struggled for breath, his legs kicking as his eyes began to roll and face began to go scarlet as he struggled for breath, the Pombero laughing mockingly below him as he did so. Danny looked up in terror, fearing for Jackson's life but as he moved to try and help him, she gestured, a sonic blast crashing into him and dropping him on top of Lydia in a heap while the twins pounded towards her, determined to finish her. Martagh knew what was going to happen a second before she did it, and as predicted, the Pombero sprang into the air, both twins slamming into each other with a horrible crunch, further compounded by the Pombero dropping down on top of them, driving their heads to the floor as she cackled.

"Help them!" Natalie screamed from her position in the centre of the room, failing to understand why Martagh wasn't helping them, and Martagh sighed in annoyance, she had hoped they could do this together but she was clearly going to have to intervene, if nothing else, Jackson was gagging for air, his face scarlet, eyes rolled back as he fought for breath and the twins were struggling to pull themselves to their feet beneath the Pombero.

A dagger then flashed through the air, severing the whip and dropping Jackson to the ground, allowing him to suck in much needed air and the Pombero turned to see Scott, Isaac, Kira, Malia, Stiles, Derek, Braeden and strangely enough Peter, all emerging into the room. With a furious roar, Scott leapt down from on high, claws going right for the Pombero's throat, forcing her off the twins and allowing them back to their feet as, galvanised by their Alpha, they pushed the sudden advantage. The others rushed down the stairs, Malia and Isaac heading for the brawl, Isaac lifting his fallen dagger as he did so, helping the other three to surround their opponent while Derek sprang down, freeing Natalie as he landed and allowing her to run to her daughter's side while the pack faced down the Pombero once again.

Scott leapt into the air, propelling himself off the shoulders of the twins, the Pombero forced into a retreat as the Alpha came at her from above, blinding her to other threats, which she realised as soon as Isaac's blades slashed up her sides, dozens of cuts landing in seconds before he plunged them viciously into her back, Scott ripping his claws down her chest as she reared back in pain.

Now furious, she turned, seizing Isaac by the neck and throwing him away from her, Isaac crashing into Stiles and Jackson, who had returned to the fight, and giving her an opening to escape. Kira was on her in seconds, her sword going right for her throat as Malia darted down, rolling into a crouch and slashing the back of the Pombero's legs, the woman screaming in pain as Peter and Derek went in for the kill. The Pombero hissed in annoyance, using a sonic attack to blast the two older wolves away from them, but it was then that a bolt of electricity slammed into her, crackling across her as Braeden glowered at their opponent. Screaming in impotent rage, she intercepted Stiles as he tried to use his gauntlet to rip into her body, bending his arm backwards before headbutting him, determined to make good her escape. The twins then crashed into her from both sides, squashing her in between them, but while it did daze her, it did little to actually stop her, as she then crashed her hands into their skulls and knocked them sprawling to the floor. Jackson then attacked, his claws tearing into her side while Isaac pounced back into the action, plunging his daggers into her shoulder and then following up with his claws in her side. Screaming in fury, she hoisted them from the floor and slammed their heads together, crashing them back to the floor as she bore down on Braeden, who fired another shot, however the Pombero was ready this time, twirling out of the way and stampeding towards her, at least until Peter came at her, snarling in rage, Scott right beside him. The sonic attack she emitted halted Peter in his tracks, but Scott only gave an enraged growl, staggered a little then surged forward, the Pombero looking at him in total shock as he savagely ripped into her with his claws, slashing the glowing vocal chords and with an impotent, silent scream the Pombero watched as her stolen voices fled her body and returned to their owners.

"Stand down!" Scott demanded, and Martagh was looking at him with renewed respect in the corner, but the Pombero only gave a silent scream before running right at him.

Scott was caught by surprise by this unexpected move, and as such she vaulted over him before he could react, and while Stiles did cut into her leg, it was clear that she was going right for Lydia, Danny and Natalie, determined at the very least to end them before she was beaten. The twins and Jackson roared, the three of them surrounding her, roaring in challenge, their claws a tempest of blood as they ripped into her from all sides, the rest of the pack surging into the fight. Isaac injected himself between the slashes of their claws, his blades puncturing her skin as Malia followed his lead, her wicked fangs digging into the ankles of the Pombero. Kira raised her sword into the sky, Braeden firing an electric blast into it, and with a ninja like motion, she twirled through the air, taking advantage of the space between the twins before her electrified sword plunged into the Pombero's back. Stiles then joined the fight, the Hales right behind him, Stiles ripping into her throat as Peter and Derek brought back their claws to finish her. Unleashing a silent sonic scream, the entire pack was blown away in a cyclone of invisible energy, crashing through the bodies and into the ground, giving her the free run she needed.

And it was then that the furious true Alpha sprang to the ceiling, used that as a springboard and landed right in front of their enemy, plunging his claws into her stomach and as she screamed in silent rage, he hoisted her into the air and cast her across the room, the three would be victims screaming in fright as she hurtled over them at speed, the crimson eyed blur right behind them, as his fist hammered into her face before she could even try to figure out where she was, then grabbing her head before crashing it into the wall. Scott let loose a savage snarl, taking her by the neck and throwing her silently screaming body into the wall, letting loose a cascade of rubble. Scott then gave a final terrible roar, his claws stabbing through her rib cage, hoisting her into the air, and with a final contemptuous snarl, he threw her bodily over the room, crashing her further into the wall, and with a final pained silent scream, the Pombero was buried under an avalanche of broken rubble.

"Huh, thanks for the save." Jackson said to Isaac, who gave him a small smile before Derek nodded approvingly at Scott.

"Wow, that was some real Alphaing there, good job." He told him, clapping him on the shoulder, as Peter approached, a smug smirk on his face.

"Yes but now Scott you need to finish it, if not, she won't stop, she will be back, she will kill again and she won't stop until Lydia is dead. You need to protect your pack, kill her and be done with it!" he urged, and Scott growled at her, his eyes glowing red.

"What the hell are you doing here? And no, I'm not going to kill her, she's defenceless. We'd be no better than her." He snarled, and Aiden looked at Scott incredulously.

"Scott, this bitch has nearly killed all of us twice now, and you just beat her, Peter's right, she needs to die, otherwise she'll never stop, you need to protect Lydia!" he insisted, and Scott looked to where Natalie was crying and fussing over her daughter who was whimpering in pain.

"Scott…" Malia said worriedly as Scott looked to Stiles, who shrugged.

After all, they were right, they couldn't leave the Pombero alive like this, she was a threat to countless people, and it was her job in life to kill Lydia, there was no telling how much more damage she could cause if she wasn't stopped. But to do that, to kill her in cold blood, no matter what she was, then he'd be no better than Peter, or the twins, and he wouldn't cross that line, he couldn't cross it, but he also couldn't leave Lydia in danger.

"I'll happily do it for you." Jackson volunteered, but as Scott looked at the fallen pile of rubble, Malia grabbed his arm, looking at him urgently.

"Scott, we need to go, so if you're going to kill her, do it now!" she urged, and Stiles looked at her in concern.

"Why the sudden hurry to leave?" he asked nervously, and Natalie gestured wildly at her whimpering daughter, her face a bloody, bruised mess.

"Lydia needs help for a start!" she cried, and Ethan snarled at Martagh as she joined the main group.

"Yeah no kidding, what the hell was that about, why didn't you help us?" he demanded, making her eyes flash in anger but Malia cut off any potential reply.

"Scott, the dogs! They're coming, I can hear them, we need to go, like now!" she insisted, and Kira looked worriedly at Scott.

"You know what she's like, if she wants to run, we generally need to run, besides we can't fight Agravaine and his entire pack on top of a brawl with the Pombero, we're too tired, and we've been fighting all night, we'll just get our asses kicked again, so I say we go." She agreed nervously, and Scott kneaded his head before turning to his pack.

"They're right, let's get the hell out of here, we can't face Agravaine and his pack on top of everything else, so let's go." He ordered, and Danny helped Natalie get Lydia to her feet as the pack made for the stairs, but Jackson and the twins, along with Peter and Derek, were looking at Scott as though he was crazy.

"Scott, the Pombero…" Derek warned, but Scott's eyes glowed red as he turned back to Derek.

"We need to run, we've beat her before, if need be, we can beat her again. But I refuse to murder anyone in cold blood…no matter what they've done." He said curtly as he followed Stiles and Malia up the stairs.

Braeden looked at Peter and Derek curiously as the twins and Jackson reluctantly followed their Alpha, their expressions mutinous.

"Really? He won't kill her even though he probably won't get a better shot?" she asked in disbelief and Derek sighed in annoyance.

"No, which we should have seen coming. Come on, he's right about one thing, we need to leave before the dogs show up." He admitted, throwing a resentful look at the wall, but after all, the word of the Alpha was law, no matter how moronic it seemed, but he couldn't help but feel that not ending the Pombero would come back to haunt the entire pack.

"I often wonder if he ever gets tired of being so annoying noble." Peter purred and from the way the twins and Jackson hesitated at the top of the stairs, it sounded like they had heard him and worse, agreed.

Yes this was all going nicely, he thought, as the pack made good its escape just as the echoes of the dog's barks started to approach.

XX

"They're gone. But what do you suppose is the deal here?" Thane asked curiously as they explored the basement where the pack had fought the Pombero, and Bonnie mused as she studied the bodies along with him.

"It looks like the bodies are being stored here for some reason, maybe something like a wendigo or something, something which needs humans to survive but smart enough not to risk fresh kills." She theorised, and Rhyley opened his mouth, perhaps to ask what a wendigo was, as he hadn't encountered one before, when Eoghan overrode him.

"Looks like quite the scrap, will killing the Pombero make them stronger?" he asked curiously, and Agravaine allowed himself a small smile.

"Possibly, but it hasn't, because, you see, the Pombero is over there." He purred, pointing with a gnarled finger, and Ciara and two whists, along with Boyd, edged towards the pile of rubble and within seconds, the Pombero was revealed.

It was then that her eyes snapped open, leaping to her feet and gesturing at Ciara. Eoghan snarled in warning as his wife's voice streamed into the Pombero, who then fixed eyes with Agravaine, her eyes boiling with rage, hatred and pain.

"I want that pack dead!" she spat, spittle flying over the room as she did so, beside herself with rage, and Agravaine allowed himself a small smile.

"Then my dear, we are of one mind, and a gentleman of my calibre can always find a use for a lady such as your good self. Perhaps my dear, it's time we discuss an alliance, to remove this ever increasing thorn in our side before it becomes any worse." He said graciously, extending his hand, and the Pombero's eyes lit up in delight but before she could say anything, three figures emerged into the refrigeration mist at the top of the stairs.

"Is that offer open just to the chick with no neck, or is it open to anyone?" a voice asked, and both Agravaine and the Pombero turned, the entire pack following suit as they watched as two Berserkers descended the stairs, flanking the woman behind them with a self-confident smile on her face.

"And you are?" the Pombero asked, and the woman smiled, her eyes turning to a glowing cat like green.

"Kate Argent. And we all have the same problem. Scott McCall." She purred, and Agravaine and the Pombero smiled as the woman approached them to discuss terms.

XX

And on top of the facility, the furious and wounded Owlman, his brilliant hearing allowing to eavesdrop on the conversation, gave an enraged screech and he flew off into the night.

Hello, sorry for the delay but my nanna was in hospital last week and because of where it is, by the time I got there and back I didnt have much oomph for writing left but we should be back to normal now, and tomorrow we start episode six!

So, Violet is also now in the chessboard, but will she take it better than Mason is handling it? (Ironic who hard it is for him in this while the show hes kind of like my version of Garrett) And speaking of, how cute was the puppy this week, going right to his Alpha when he knew he was in trouble?

And the pack fought and actually beat the Pombero, but as she wasnt killed, and as shes now making friends with Agravaine, we certainly havent seen the last of her. And little seeds are being planted for what is to come, and everyones favourite v-neck wearer is making the most of it, which isnt good as his plans are about to get a lot worse as of next episode

And just what is Kate up to?

This weeks episode, very nice indeed with Theo's workout scene...

Anyway, as for my next episode we have:

* An iconic Star Wars line

* The first lacrosse game of the season

* Camden's secret

* More trouble in paradise

* Argent's return

* Thane does something that affects the rest of the season

* And at last our final enemy shal appear!

So until then you know the drill, favourite, follow, read, and please review to let me know how Im doing!