Ch. 36 ~ Wendigo pt. 3

9foxgrl

"Are you sure that it's a wendigo and not a skin walker?" Matt asked as he and Alfred raced towards the woods. "Because if it is then these bullets won't do us much good."

"Since when can skin walkers imitate a human voice? Relax, these are specially made bullets with silver nitrate cores. It should still weaken it in the least." Alfred replied before jumping over the circle's edge.

Only for both of them to be hit simultaneously with the force of car and into a boulder once they passed the tree line. Their rifles falling out of reach. Normally this could knock a normal human unconscious, but since they were nations it just knocked the wind out of them.

"MAPLE!"

Alfred grabbed one of the creature's arms and slammed it into a tree. He grabbed his rifle and a flare gun from his bag and shot the creature that had tackled him with both. He then turned and shot the one trying to drag Matt into the woods. "FUCK!"

Matt yanked an emergency flare out of his bag and shot at the wendigo, he grimaced as he heard its inhuman screams.

"What the fuck?" Matt gasped. "No wendigo has ever teamed up like that!"

"There were two…they aren't supposed to hunt in packs!"

"Well these are." Matt gasped.

Inhuman screams heading their way cut them off.

"Please tell me I did hear more."

"Dude…"

The seven blurs shot towards them. Before the twins could even raise their rifles the blurs were hit with several simultaneous rounds and ran back into the woods.

The twins immediately ran back towards the safety of the circle at the cabin. They were shocked when they cleared the tree line that they were grabbed yet again, but more gently this time.

Alfred knew he was safe when he was pulled into a tight hug by Arthur.

"Are you alright poppet?" Arthur asked in a shaky voice.

Alfred blushed; he could see Matt in the corner of his eye trying to get Francis to stop babbling in French while Feliciano hugged him. Ludwig, Ivan, Yao, and Kiku stood to the side holding a rifle each. Ludwig and Ivan were still throwing a nervous glance towards the woods, searching for movement.

"I'm fine. Can you let go, so I can breathe?"

"Let's get inside first." Matt added.

Once they entered the cabin the twins were shuffled to one of the sofa and had a blanket draped on them.

"Okay, someone please explain what the Hell just happened?"

"Starting with who taught Feli how to shoot a gun so well." Matt stated.

All eyes turned to Feliciano, still holding his gun, properly. The ditzy Italian blushed.

"Ludwig and Fratello taught me…" he muttered.

"Back on topic. Mathieu, what was were those…creatures?"

The twins exchanged a look then sighed. Alfred got up and grabbed one of the hidden journals.

"Those things were Wendigos. According to the Algonquian tribe they were once humans who survived a harsh winter by feasting on the flesh of their tribes or family. Their cannibalism eventually turned them into monsters." Alfred explained showing them the journal with an entry from their first encounter with the beasts along with the advice the elders had given them on how to fight.

"They are incredible hunters, especially at night. They have inhuman speed, strength, and are able to imitate a human's voice." Matt added. "Fire can kill them, and silver is capable of weakening them, but normal guns and knives won't."

"Then how did these work?" Ludwig asked pointing towards the rifles they had used.

Alfred just smirked and took a bullet from a box. Using a pocket knife he managed to pry the cap open, revealing a silver liquid center.

"These bullets have a silver nitrate core in them. I made them originally to deal with werewolves."

"So how long will those be out there?"

"Just two more days. Once the first day of winter comes they go back in to their hibernation." Alfred replied.

"Hold on. If you knew these things were roaming around, hold the meeting here in the first place?" Ludwig asked.

Alfred raised a brow. "Unless they have had experience with the supernatural; who in their right minds would believe me?"

"…"

"You have a point, aru."

"Besides. It's just two days. We have enough supplies and the circle. We can make it."

The cabin shook slightly as there were several loud roars from the woods. Feliciano screamed and jumped onto Ludwig.

Ivan and Yao raised their respected pipe and wok in preparedness to fight.

"Chillax dudes." Alfred sighed. "Even if those things break the circle outside there's a second one inside the cabin. So don't worry!"

Matt said something in French that made Francis scold him for using such language.

"What worries me is that hunting in a pack." Matt groaned.

"I take it that's unusual comrade?"

"Considering how they come to existence, wendigos aren't exactly social. But for there to be so many in just one area is bad." Alfred replied. "Normally we'd call Astrid for back up on something like this..."

"-But she's went to Kansas to help some Hunters* kill a demon that's been possessing mothers and making them kill their children." Matt finished. "I doubt she will want to leave that job for this."

"I'm going to take a shower then snooze." Alfred said heading upstairs. "Wake me up at eight Mattie!"

"Okay."

"How can he be so bloody calm?" Arthur yelled.

"Because; if we freak out it will do us no good." Matt replied. "Besides, he just volunteered to take first watch. That stand on the roof isn't there for decoration, eh."

"THOSE THINGS WILL ATTACK AGAIN?" they all screamed.

Matt just grinned and went to check on the soup he had left simmering. "Why yes. Nine bloodstained nations is a hard thing for them to resist."

'I'm keeping one of these guns by my bed tonight.' the Nations all thought.

"So whose hungry?"

* High five if you can correctly guess who these Hunters are! And no this is not based off an episode...that I know of.