HEY! Sorry I still can't find chapter five on my hard-drive TT.TT but I would like to thank Themusicorthemisery25, Norcalchick, and Céliane for the reviews… THANKYOU SO MUCH! Well here's the chapter five another print out. It won't be the same as my last one…but enjoy!
I do not own Supernatural characters, I own Emma.
Chapter Five
"Sam behind you!" Emma yelled out as a dark figure approached from behind.
Sam gave a swing with his .22 gauge but Dean blocked it with his wrist.
"Damn it Sammy! It's me! I killed that bloody S.O.B."
He held up a wolf's head, its tongue turning purple, and its eyes fading from the once bright yellow glow.
"Eugh…" Emma made a face.
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Dean, Sam and Emma faced the trees.
"What the hell was that?" Emma whispered.
"Dean…this thing…isn't dead…" Sam said. He pointed the tip of the gauge to the bushy trees lining their empty parking lot under the bridge. The figure seemed to be stalking closer, on two hind legs.
"I-is that a werewolf?" Emma looked stunned.
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A large monstrous creature came towards them, it was walking on its hind legs, and it smelled of rotting flesh and blood. It smelled of rust and salt. Emma gasped for air, it made her eyes water.
The werewolf growled at them, its eyes were a glowing yellow, like amber. Its fangs were coated with a thick salinity of saliva. It ran and jumped on to the bridge swinging on the wires and metal ledges.
"God! I thought werewolves were a myth!" Sam shouted.
The werewolf Jumped back in front of them, snarling, blood dripping down its slack jaw.
"Well its right in front of us now! Let's kill this thing and get it over with!" Emma gasped.
She took out the .22 gauge and refilled it with silver nitrate while Sam and Dean distracted it. Click!
She ran up beside Dean and took aim. But the werewolf was too fast.
"I have to get closer!" Emma shouted over the snarling and growling.
Emma ran closer right behind the thing. She coughed. The odor was almost faint- able. She cocked the gun again and shot at the werewolf.
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The werewolf lashed out and almost knocked Emma out as she ducked, but the second arm lashed out again and flung her against a tree.
"AAAAAAH!" Emma screamed.
The pain seared through her back as her back met the tree trunk, and when she fell to the ground.
"EMMA!" Dean and Sam yelled in unison.
They jumped over the werewolf's now rotting carcass and ran over to their cousin.
Emma scratched the ground before blacking out…
Beep! Beep! Beep! The heart monitor echoed through the silent hospital room, Dean kept on pacing up and down the room as Sam fidgeted with his fingers.
The doctor and an inspector came in holding a clipboard.
"So you're saying that a bear did this to your cousin?" The inspector asked.
"Yes sir." Dean said in a hoarse voice.
"Hmm…Your cousin is in a pretty critical condition…we'll let you know if anything changes." The doctor answered to Sam's gaze.
"Wait! You mean we can't stay here?" Dean said, pinning the doctor to the wall.
"Excuse me!" The inspector ripped Dean away from the doctor as the doctor straitened his stethoscope.
Dean and Sam walked out fuming as the doctor closed the door behind them.
Emma woke up with something cold in her hand, she smiled. She was numb, she felt no pain. She looked over to her left and saw the doctor leaning over a clipboard jotting down her condition.
"Denique I'm suscitatio." (Finally I'm awakening)
She sat up leniently and raised her hand to pull out the IV needle in her wrist.
"My god! What are you doing?" The doctor shouted.
Emma just smiled and flickered her eyelashes at him.
"Adeo mihi..." (Come to me…)
She motioned for the doctor to come with her wrist as the doctor slid across the room to her, his face turning purple, he was spluttering.
Emma grinned and made a fist. "Nex est tantum exordium" (Violent death is only the beginning…)The doctor seemed to have been cut by an invisible knife as thin red lines showed on every inch of his skin and blood came spluttering out. Emma swung her legs off the bed and landed on the cold tiles, over the blood heap which was the doctor.
"EGO sum to order, Sam, Dean…" (I'm coming, Sam, Dean…)
She held up the cold metal in her hand. It was a metallic object the size of and average thumb, silver lining enclosed glass filled with a red liquid. She had seized this right before the blow by Greyback. She laughed as she crushed the object in her hand, the glass cutting her palm, the red liquid dripping down her fingers, mixing with her own blood. The windows shattered, and the heart monitor exploded. The sirens and alarm blared through the whole hospital.
"Emma!"
Its not that long…SORRY! But I hope its okay in replacement to my old one.
And once again…THANK YOU FOR ALL YOUR REVIEWS! Very highly appreciated.
