Chapter 8: Overthrow
Duo sat in the living room, looking at the clock and the door. "Heero should've been back by now..." he said, then he hit his forehead with his hand, saying 'Duh!' "He's a werewolf now...he won't be back 'til....Oh shit he didn't tell me that part.." he said, beginning to worry. 'Did he tell anyone else what he was?' he thought, wanting to talk to somebody else about this. "Aw screw it! He's probably out," he paused, smiling, "chasing bunnies."
***
Heero wrestled Raven to the ground, pinning him. Raven pawed at him, trying to scratch Heero's face. Heero growled savagely, and he went for the neck. Instead, Raven kicked him off, and jumped to his feet. Then, he lunged at Heero, and went for his belly as he tackled him to the ground. Another Homo lupus came from nowhere, pinning Raven. She was tawny-colored, and had brown eyes. 'Lamica..' he thought, and then joined in the attack. Lamica was tearing at Raven's leg, getting yelps filled with pain out of him. Heero scratched at Raven's muzzle, watching the blood seep out. All Raven could do was scream.
When they were done, they dragged his wolfish body into the forest, hiding it. Then Lemika brushed up against Heero in a loving way, looking at him. He turned his head, looking away from her. 'No.' He seemed to say, and Lamica's ears drooped with sadness, and she dashed off.
***
Heero woke up in his bed, alone. There was a knock at the door. "Heero? Are you there?" said Duo. "Hai...Come in, Duo." he said, covering himself up. Duo, unwillingly, stepped in, closing the door behind him. "Heero, there's this strange, old lady downstairs. She wants to see you." He said, looking down nervously. Heero sighed, tired of these wolfly affairs. "Tell her I'll be down in a minute or so." Duo nodded, and exited the room, shuddering. He went over to Quatre's room, knocking on it quietly. "Yes?" came a muffled voice through the door. "I need your help. I saw Heero..he's bleeding real bad from the back...I think..there's glass in it? I dunno, but you're going to help me get it out!" And then, the door opened, revealing Quatre, his face pinched with worry. "Alright," he said, first-aid kit in hand as he dashed over to Heero's room.
***
'...I'm bleeding...' Heero realized as he went to put his shirt on, and a smear of blood came off of his hand. Then, there was a knock at the door. He rushed to it, opening the door. It was Duo and Quatre, who had a first-aid kit. He let them in and shut the door. "How's your back?" asked Quatre, worry tinting his voice. "...It's bleeding." Heero said, stating the obvious. Quickly, he removed his shirt as Duo took out the blade of glass. Then, Quatre dressed the wound. Heero put his shirt back on, and hurried down the stairs to greet his visitor.
Downstairs awaited Persia, dressed in an elderly woman's ensemble; hat and all. She greeted Heero with a stern look. "Where's Raven, Heero?" she asked, taking a seat on a nearby couch. Heero stood, crossing his arms. "So he didn't go home last night?" he replied, a hint of sarcasm in his voice. Persia just looked up at him, that stone-cold glare never leaving her elderly eyes. "I suppose he didn't. Why, did you see him last night?" 'Damn, she's good,' Heero thought as he took a seat across from her. He winced as his new wound pressed up against the couch. "My, my, Heero, are you hurt?" queried Persia, a bit of sarcasm in her tone of elderly voice. Then, Quatre came into the living quarters, carrying a tray of tea. He smiled nervously, placing the tray down at the coffee table in-between Heero and the visitor. "I hope you like tea..." he said, before making his way back into the kitchen.
Aunt Persia took a cup, and sipped it gingerly. "Your friends...are concerned for you..." she said in-between sips, "Especially the blonde-headed one. It'd be a pity if something were to happen to them..." Heero gritted his teeth, giving her his most pissed-off glare. "Leave them out of this." A smirk crept unto the elderly one's lips. "Oh, have I struck a nerve?" The smirk was gone, "Where's Raven, and what did you do to him? And don't lie; I can tell," she said, gazing into his cold cobalt eyes. Now, they were lightly glazed over...his expression almost blank. "...Last night we fought...and we hid his body in the forest...near the hospital--" Heero shook his head, coming out of the trance. He stood, and showed her to the door. "You got what you want, now leave."
As she walked over to the door, she whispered, "You know, if you dont take the position of the leader, we will find someone else to, and then..." she grinned, before Heero had slammed the door. He then slumped down, his shoulders trembling lightly. He put his head in his hands as he sat there. 'What am I going to do?' Then, he stood, fully composed once more. "I'll kill them all," he stated, a slightly insane smirk placed upon his young facade.
***
There he sat, guns laid out all around him on the floor. Heero finished cleaning his last gun. Then, he stood, placing his best gun in his shoulder rig. Next, he placed two small, almost pure silver blades up the sleeves of his green sweater. Last were the two small pistols, which were hidden in his pant legs. Before Heero had left his room, he had made sure he had plenty of ammo by stuffing a lot in his pockets. Duo just looked on as Heero descended down the stairway. "Hey, you sure you don't need backup?" he asked the Perfect Soldier, leaning over the banister. Heero just shook his head, and then he was outside, walking towards Raven's place. As he was walking, he looked up and noticed the night sky...Thankfully, the full moon was hiding behind some dark gray clouds.
Before he could reach the apartment though, he was surrounded in the alley by a group of people he had never seen before in his life. 'But...I know them...' Heero thought to himself as he glanced around at them all, his fingers wavering over his hidden gun. Then, a familiar face stepped through; Aunt Persia. "Well, well...Looks like we got you trapped, Mr. Yuy." she said slowly, clasping her old, wrinkly hands. "Don't speak too soon," he nearly growled. "What do you want now?" She only laughed heartily, which would chill a normal person to the bone. She then grew serious, and the pack tightened it's circle forming around Heero. "We, the pack, have decided that Raven's choice of making you pack leader was a foolish one...So we are placing you, Heero Yuy, out of power." When she finished, he could practically feel the breath of the pack on his neck, which made his hair stand on end. "..How are you going to do this?" He then grunted quietly, and he looked up..The full moon was out..and it had been for a quite some time, it seemed. Nearly all of the pack had changed before his eyes, and he had refused to realize this until now. 'Damnit...I don't have enough time to change...' Persia grinned sadistically, "Oh, by a pack killing. But don't you worry, dear. I am too old to participate..."
He drew his gun and clicked off the safety in a simultaneous movement, although it wasn't enough. Already, two of the females were on him, going for his throat. Heero pulled the trigger, shooting one of them in the leg, and another in the torso shortly after the first shot. Then, several more lupi were on him, tearing at his throat, arms and legs...Everywhere where they could sink their sharp, wolfish fangs into...
Duo sat in the living room, looking at the clock and the door. "Heero should've been back by now..." he said, then he hit his forehead with his hand, saying 'Duh!' "He's a werewolf now...he won't be back 'til....Oh shit he didn't tell me that part.." he said, beginning to worry. 'Did he tell anyone else what he was?' he thought, wanting to talk to somebody else about this. "Aw screw it! He's probably out," he paused, smiling, "chasing bunnies."
***
Heero wrestled Raven to the ground, pinning him. Raven pawed at him, trying to scratch Heero's face. Heero growled savagely, and he went for the neck. Instead, Raven kicked him off, and jumped to his feet. Then, he lunged at Heero, and went for his belly as he tackled him to the ground. Another Homo lupus came from nowhere, pinning Raven. She was tawny-colored, and had brown eyes. 'Lamica..' he thought, and then joined in the attack. Lamica was tearing at Raven's leg, getting yelps filled with pain out of him. Heero scratched at Raven's muzzle, watching the blood seep out. All Raven could do was scream.
When they were done, they dragged his wolfish body into the forest, hiding it. Then Lemika brushed up against Heero in a loving way, looking at him. He turned his head, looking away from her. 'No.' He seemed to say, and Lamica's ears drooped with sadness, and she dashed off.
***
Heero woke up in his bed, alone. There was a knock at the door. "Heero? Are you there?" said Duo. "Hai...Come in, Duo." he said, covering himself up. Duo, unwillingly, stepped in, closing the door behind him. "Heero, there's this strange, old lady downstairs. She wants to see you." He said, looking down nervously. Heero sighed, tired of these wolfly affairs. "Tell her I'll be down in a minute or so." Duo nodded, and exited the room, shuddering. He went over to Quatre's room, knocking on it quietly. "Yes?" came a muffled voice through the door. "I need your help. I saw Heero..he's bleeding real bad from the back...I think..there's glass in it? I dunno, but you're going to help me get it out!" And then, the door opened, revealing Quatre, his face pinched with worry. "Alright," he said, first-aid kit in hand as he dashed over to Heero's room.
***
'...I'm bleeding...' Heero realized as he went to put his shirt on, and a smear of blood came off of his hand. Then, there was a knock at the door. He rushed to it, opening the door. It was Duo and Quatre, who had a first-aid kit. He let them in and shut the door. "How's your back?" asked Quatre, worry tinting his voice. "...It's bleeding." Heero said, stating the obvious. Quickly, he removed his shirt as Duo took out the blade of glass. Then, Quatre dressed the wound. Heero put his shirt back on, and hurried down the stairs to greet his visitor.
Downstairs awaited Persia, dressed in an elderly woman's ensemble; hat and all. She greeted Heero with a stern look. "Where's Raven, Heero?" she asked, taking a seat on a nearby couch. Heero stood, crossing his arms. "So he didn't go home last night?" he replied, a hint of sarcasm in his voice. Persia just looked up at him, that stone-cold glare never leaving her elderly eyes. "I suppose he didn't. Why, did you see him last night?" 'Damn, she's good,' Heero thought as he took a seat across from her. He winced as his new wound pressed up against the couch. "My, my, Heero, are you hurt?" queried Persia, a bit of sarcasm in her tone of elderly voice. Then, Quatre came into the living quarters, carrying a tray of tea. He smiled nervously, placing the tray down at the coffee table in-between Heero and the visitor. "I hope you like tea..." he said, before making his way back into the kitchen.
Aunt Persia took a cup, and sipped it gingerly. "Your friends...are concerned for you..." she said in-between sips, "Especially the blonde-headed one. It'd be a pity if something were to happen to them..." Heero gritted his teeth, giving her his most pissed-off glare. "Leave them out of this." A smirk crept unto the elderly one's lips. "Oh, have I struck a nerve?" The smirk was gone, "Where's Raven, and what did you do to him? And don't lie; I can tell," she said, gazing into his cold cobalt eyes. Now, they were lightly glazed over...his expression almost blank. "...Last night we fought...and we hid his body in the forest...near the hospital--" Heero shook his head, coming out of the trance. He stood, and showed her to the door. "You got what you want, now leave."
As she walked over to the door, she whispered, "You know, if you dont take the position of the leader, we will find someone else to, and then..." she grinned, before Heero had slammed the door. He then slumped down, his shoulders trembling lightly. He put his head in his hands as he sat there. 'What am I going to do?' Then, he stood, fully composed once more. "I'll kill them all," he stated, a slightly insane smirk placed upon his young facade.
***
There he sat, guns laid out all around him on the floor. Heero finished cleaning his last gun. Then, he stood, placing his best gun in his shoulder rig. Next, he placed two small, almost pure silver blades up the sleeves of his green sweater. Last were the two small pistols, which were hidden in his pant legs. Before Heero had left his room, he had made sure he had plenty of ammo by stuffing a lot in his pockets. Duo just looked on as Heero descended down the stairway. "Hey, you sure you don't need backup?" he asked the Perfect Soldier, leaning over the banister. Heero just shook his head, and then he was outside, walking towards Raven's place. As he was walking, he looked up and noticed the night sky...Thankfully, the full moon was hiding behind some dark gray clouds.
Before he could reach the apartment though, he was surrounded in the alley by a group of people he had never seen before in his life. 'But...I know them...' Heero thought to himself as he glanced around at them all, his fingers wavering over his hidden gun. Then, a familiar face stepped through; Aunt Persia. "Well, well...Looks like we got you trapped, Mr. Yuy." she said slowly, clasping her old, wrinkly hands. "Don't speak too soon," he nearly growled. "What do you want now?" She only laughed heartily, which would chill a normal person to the bone. She then grew serious, and the pack tightened it's circle forming around Heero. "We, the pack, have decided that Raven's choice of making you pack leader was a foolish one...So we are placing you, Heero Yuy, out of power." When she finished, he could practically feel the breath of the pack on his neck, which made his hair stand on end. "..How are you going to do this?" He then grunted quietly, and he looked up..The full moon was out..and it had been for a quite some time, it seemed. Nearly all of the pack had changed before his eyes, and he had refused to realize this until now. 'Damnit...I don't have enough time to change...' Persia grinned sadistically, "Oh, by a pack killing. But don't you worry, dear. I am too old to participate..."
He drew his gun and clicked off the safety in a simultaneous movement, although it wasn't enough. Already, two of the females were on him, going for his throat. Heero pulled the trigger, shooting one of them in the leg, and another in the torso shortly after the first shot. Then, several more lupi were on him, tearing at his throat, arms and legs...Everywhere where they could sink their sharp, wolfish fangs into...