Alley-Fang and Slice-The-Heart walked trought the metalic corridor, checking every corner, expecting armed guard anytime. They trashed every security camera on their way; somehow their escape had to be the hot topic around the facility.

Or maybe they couldn't care less, there might very well be no way out of this part of the complex for them, they were trapped in this network of aseptic corridors until they died from hunger, or kill each other out of boredom.

Alley-Fang tried not to think too hard about that possibility, in the best scenario, Slice-The-Heart wasn't gonna back stab him as long as they had Leicher as a common foe. In the worse one, the black spiral dancer was, like the majority of his tribe, a psychotic congenital beast all too willing to have the bone gnawer's heart as his last meal.

Just that though chilled his spine, but he showed no signed of it, as his pack totem, weasel once told him: "A fool has no fear, a hero shows no fear".

"Some hero I am…" he though.

He was snapped out of his reverie by three armed soldiers turning the corner in front of them. They sent message in walky-talky, readied their guns and timed their attack…

That's about all they had time to do before a whirlwind of teeth, claws and white fur was upon them, rending them to pieces where they stood. Slice-The-Heart stood in the middle of the three bloody corpses in crinos, his fur soaked in the blood dripping from his fang and claws.

"I might not need your help at all after all, gnawer."

"Let's not forget who got you out of the blade pit room." He loaded the rifle. "Or which one of us can fire a volley of silver bullets faster than you killed those poor guys, if that's not reason enough for you."

"Whatever" he took one of the dead soldiers's arm and chewed a huge piece of it from the bone.

"Hey, what do you think your doing?"

"Eating, I'm hungry."

"No way! From now until we get out of here, no eating human flesh for you."

"Says who?" he answered with a threatening snarl.

"Says a pissed of gaian Garou who's starting to remember the second tenet of the litany." he said, raising the gun.

"You keep hiding behind that Weaver tool, sewer rat, it'll make it all the more enjoyable to feast on your viscera once were out, of before that if you outlive your utility…"

"Right back at ya, except for the viscera eating part, that's just gross…"

They both got back on their way, leaving the mauled soldiers behind. Alley-Fang wished they would find Leicher soon, if that black spiral dancer didn't blow off some real steam, the bone gnawer would have to dispose of this unlikely ally, leaving him alone in hostile ground short a few silver bullets, not to mention that brute just might manage to hurt him…

Meanwhile, Cry-The-Red-Tear had awakened in the umbra, he and Sarika had gone back across the gauntlet to finish the road in the material world, along with Asenka and Sarah.

Sarah was still riding Asenka's hispo form and was starting to get very uncomfortable, not from the werewolf's back, but from the snarling and growling the three huge wolves were using as a language. For all she knew, they could be talking about a convenient plan to get rid of her quickly.

Asenka had tried to reassure her, sure, but her arguments had far less impact while she was still soaked in warm human blood, however noble the werewolves cause might be, to Sarah, they were still dangerous and unpredictable. Even Aaron had been terrifying when he faugh with the escaped werewolf in the lab. She had quickly liked the man, but no amount of anti-delirium pill could quell her fear of the nine foot tall monster he could become.

Her fear was not supernatural, it was the only logical response to what she had witnessed, no matter by sickness or spiritual blessing, they were still human whose mind and body could become those of savage beasts, dread was inevitable.

Aaron's pack assumed their humans forms. The city was in view and hispo forms were not a stubbles way to go in.

"We'll take you to Asenka's apartment, where you can tell us what we need to know to get Alley-Fang out of there." The Alpha said.

Sarah only nodded, it's not like she cherished the idea of opposing Sarika. They entered the city, it was quiet, what few people still walked the street took pain in avoiding the three werewolves. Sarika was leading the way, followed by her two packmates, occasionally taking a look back to make sure Sarah was still behind them.

As she moved pass a back alley, Sarah felt something pull her in the shadows. She couldn't see to who the arms holding her belonged, but she saw two pale looking teens, a boy and a girl, licking their lips. She tried to scream but the one holding him held is hand on her mouth. She heard a man's voice whisper in her ear: "Now, now, it's pointless to struggle, I'm simply too strong…" and indeed, this man's grasp was unnaturally powerful.

"We should have grabbed the three others, the one with short hairs would have made a nice ghoul…" the boy said.

"Bah, not worth it, we would have been outnumbered and the guy seems sick, not a very tasty meal…" The girl replied.

"Meal?" Sarah though "They intend to eat me?"

"Be quiet, or they'll hear you, now let's just drink her dry and get out of here." The man holding Sarah ordered the two teens.

Then, Sarah felt a searing pain, as if two sharp needles had just pierced her skin. The pain only last a moment and was immediately followed by an ecstasy she had never known before, an exquisite, stubbly painful pleasure unlike anything she had never felt. She felt blood leave her body but was helpless to fight back, he entire mind clouded by her current euphoria.

She felt her skin pierce again, on her wrist this time, she saw that it was the girl…biting her and the pleasure intensified as she felt more blood drained from her body. She was feeling dizzy; maybe it was the loss of blood, or the overpowering ecstasy. Either way, she felt her life slowly drift away, powerless and unwilling to do anything about it.

Then, she felt the needles in her neck brutally pulled out, ringing her back to the painful reality of her blood being consumed. The drinking in her wrist ceased as well, and she heard Cry-The-Red-Tear's voice in her ear: "Close your eyes, it will do the same as the pills…this is about to get messy"

Still disoriented by the sudden stop of the euphoria in favour of the pain in her neck and wrist, Sarah closed her eyes, unwilling to add up the delirium to her already very messed up mental state.

She heard the three blood drinker's screams, barely audible under the unfortunately familiar sound of two crinos rending flesh and bones. The pressure was too much for her, she fainted.

Meanwhile, Alley-Fang and Slice-The-Heart had come across a room that seemed like an office. There was a desk, a (password encrypted) computer, a locker and, of course, a security cameras. Slice-The-Heart unsubtly ripped the locker's door and removed something from it, a Crinos size decorated dagger with a red streaked black blade.

"My klaive, that idiot should have destroyed it, now I can use it to dice him up."

"Is there a handheld gun in there too?"

"No, just my klaive."

"Then where is my fetish?"

"Right here." A voice behind them said.

Alley-Fang turned around just in time to see Leicher point a gun at the black spiral dancer. The bone gnawer knew that weapon only too well, it was is.

"A very interesting weapon you brought along, mongrel, but you should know better than carry silver around, lest some people use it against you…"

"Fat chance, bugboy, the spirit inside that gun is attuned to me; you might as well threaten me with a squirt gun."

"This is the end, spider freak!" The fallen Garou had used up what little patience he had and leapt toward the annanasi, in war form, bearing fang and klaive.

Alley-Fang heard three shot, ducked just in time to dodge the three silver bullets coming out of Slice-The-Heart's back and saw the (presumably) dead body of his unlikely partner fall on Leicher.

The dancer's body was hurled to the back of the room as the now transformed werespider threw him off. "Ah, the followers of Whippoorwill, impulsive, brutal, insane for the most, I doubt anyone will miss this fool."

"Ok, either that's not my weapon or you did something to it…"

"This fetish works thanks to a weaver spirit, it didn't take much for it to forsake you in favour of a more…dedicated servant of the Weaver."

"Fine, I guess I can use this instead, one volley of silver coming trough!" Alley-Fang pulled the trigger of the assault rifle and cribbed the werespider with a full clip of silver bullets.

When the smoke cleared, Alley-Fang heard the clicking sound of bullets hitting the ground and saw that only two of them had pierced Leicher's exoskeleton, the rest falling harmlessly on the ground.

"Are you done? Unless you have some other way of humiliating yourself before I finish you off?"

"If I'm about to die I'd like to know why, one strafe of that thing could slay 20 werewolves, yet it barely scratched you, how did you survive?"

"The ability to change shape and the affinity for the spirit world is all our races share mongrel, I do not serve Gaia and I have not received Luna's so called blessing. No auspice or rage for the annanasi, but then again, no vulnerability to her forsaken metal either."

"Ok, silver isn't your Achille heel, are all of your kind also immune to getting an entire clip emptied right in their face?"

"No, not all, but I'm not your average Werespider, I'm my kind's equivalent of an elder among werewolves, my skin is just too thick for that kind of weapons…"

"Guess I'm better come up with a plan C fast…"

"That was your plan B? Did I miss plan A?"

"No, plan A was to unload a clip on you, plan B is, pretty much as always, reload the gun and try again, but that wouldn't work now would it?"

"No, as I said…"

"So, before even trying my plan B, I have to figure out a plan C, go it?"

"…this is a waste of my time, just die you annoying new moon!"

From the corner of the room, an annoying yip came from the huge white body of Slice-The-Heart. Leicher tilted his head in his direction just as he shot, the distraction leaving time for the bone gnawer to duck under the desk.

The black spiral dancer sprang to his feet, despite his wounds, and charged toward the werespider. Black venom oozed from his claws as he latched out blindingly fast at Leicher, each strike accompanied by a snarl of pure hatred.

For all his intentions, Slice-The-Heart dealt little damage to his opponent, his claws bounced off the werespider's thick hide with only shallow cuts as witness that an enraged werewolf had savagely slashed this spot. After this frenzied rampage, the dancer felt to the ground, visibly weakened by the three bullet wounds, rage had dimmed the pain, but now it was over.

"Pathetic fool, what were you hoping…?" Leicher pointed the gun at the kneeling werewolf's head. At this moment, Alley-Fang assumed his war form and hurled desk over Slice-The-Heart's head and at the werespider's face. If the black spiral dancer wasn't done yet, he could still be useful to him, alive that is. His skin might be thought, but he was still lighter than the solid wooden desk the Crinos werewolf has just hurled him. He seemed to have a hard time getting out from under the desk. Like a cockroach, Alley-Fang though, hard to kill, but ridiculously weak.

He helped Slice-The-Heart back to his feet and picked the fetish gun Leicher had dropped. Apparently, the werespider was stuck under the heavy furniture for quite a while. "Forget about me, Gaian, I'm just a thousand pounds of death weight, I can barely walk, just get out of here, I'll inflict him as much damage as I can before he gets me."

"Abandon you here and save my own hide? Tempting, but I think I'll stick around a while longer, I'm pretty sure we can get rid of him, if we each grab one end and pull hard…"

He picked up the twisted weapon that black spiral dancer had dared to call a klaive and he walked toward Leicher. The werespider still had one of his six arms free and was slashing the air with his claw to keep the armed werewolf away. Alley-Fang caught the arm and easily overpowered the meek werespider, twisting the member beyond the articulation and snapping it. Leicher howled in pain and spat something incomprehensible between his mandibles.

Alley-Fang raised the klaive, he might not have the power or the will to attune to it, but if stabbing him repeatedly with a pointy object on the head was the way to get rid of the werespider, he would gladly do so.

Then, the six armed humanoid transformed into a hispo sized spider, and burst from under the desk, pinning the surprised werewolf to the ground, making him drop both gun and klaive. He held the hooked spinnerets dripping with venom away from his throat, while looking for the right place to sink is own fangs in the spider's head.

At the entrance, a bunch of armed guard had just appeared; ready to gun him down should he escape the giant spider's grasp. With Slice-The-Heart down, the situation was…grim at best.

Sarah woke up in a living room she didn't know, she was lying on a couch and she felt sick. There was a bandage around her neck and another around her wrist and both hitched horribly. On the sofa next to her, Asenka was sitting; she was a little taller and hairier then before, surely this was her near-man form, she was holding something on her arm. When she noticed Sarah was awake, she called for the others: "She's ok guys!"

"Ok, not really, let's just say I'm alive…"

"Don't be silly; you look great, if a little pale."

Sarika and Cry-The-Red-Tear entered the room.

"Nice job, as if we didn't have enough trouble because of you already, you force us to trash three leeches." Sarika spitted.

"Of course, we all know how much you hate fighting vampires…" Asenka answered, referring to her alpha's personal vendetta against the undeads, which had earned her the deed name: Bloodhunt.

"That's not the point; it slowed us down considerably, not to mention you were bitten in the battle."

"I'm fine, it'll be gone by tomorrow, now Sarah's not to blame for this, it's not like she offered her neck to those bloodsuckers."

"Excuse me! Are you saying those things were vampires?" Sarah asked in a panicked tone.

"Yes, blood drinking predators of night, vampires are as real as we are, you're lucky to be alive."

"..Bu…bu...But, they bit me, won't I become one of them…" She seemed terrified.

"No, that's not how it works, they were out to feed, not spread their curse, you're not becoming one of them, but they sure took a lot from you."

"I…I…I couldn't fight them off, when they bit me it was like…"

"Like the most euphoric experience in your life, you knew it was harmful to you yet you enjoy it to much to fight it off. Believe me I know…" Asenka was rubbing her neck; apparently she had been bitten as well.

"Enough about those vampires, they're gone now so lets focus on the DNA lab." Sarika said.

"One of them got away however…" Asenka remembered her alpha.

"Let him enjoy a few more nights of his wretched mockery of a life, now we've lost enough time." The tone was rising. "Now, Sarah, what do we need to know to get to Aaron?"

"The day as been hard for all of us Sarika, we are all tired. We should rest; we all need it, especially Sarah." Cry-The-Red-Tear interfered.

"But Alley-Fang is…"

"Alive and healthy as far as Weasel can tell, we spent the day running, fighting and some of us…" he turned to Sarah and Asenka "…got blood siphoned out of their body. We are in no shape to mount an effective rescue mission."

Sarika felt silent for a moment, visibly seething, knowing full well that once again, the philodox was right, not matter how much she hated the course of action he was suggesting. She had not survived all this time by dismissing the Uktena's wisdom.

"Fine, we rest, for now."

She left the room.

"You two should try to sleep; we have a lot ahead tomorrow" Cry-The-Red-Tear left as well after telling this to the others.

"How do you put up with this, I mean, black spiral dancers, vampires and all that stuff…" Sarah asked Asenka.

"Black spiral dancers are easy to deal with, claws and fangs are the best way, as for vampire well, I use to date one so they don't really impress me…"

"You dated a vampire?"

"Yeah, in full knowledge of what he was too, I realise now I didn't really love him, they have a way of manipulating your feeling…they…force themselves as the most important person in your life, even when you realise how much you hate them, you can't act against them, it's like trying to hurt the one person you care most about, no matter how much, deep down, you hate him."

"Sound's like an insidious form of slavery, how did you get out of it?"

"It is slavery. One day, he decided to make me one of his own, I would have much rather died, but it was his wish and I couldn't got against it…I "loved" him. But all these conflicting feelings were more than I could take; it awakened my werewolf blood, and triggered my first change. Is insidious manipulation had a grip on my feeling, but a frenzied werewolf knows no love, no compassion, no restrain, rage was all that mattered. All the resentment, all the bitterness I had toward him, I was free to let it loose as my body changed, for the first time to Crinos. When I became aware again, all that remained was a little dust, for most werewolves, the first change is a horrible experience, I was lucky, in my frenzy, the only thing I killed was that undead bastard."

"He was, trough trickery, the one person you cared most about, and you brutally murdered him with no second thoughts?"

"Rage can make us do that, I learned a little restrain since then, I can manage to avoid my packmates while in the grip of frenzy…but don't take me as an example, me and Sarika are arhouns, warriors among the garou, we are those most prone to frenzy, Cry and Alley-fang are much less subject to it than us."

"Yeah…I guess I'd better not get too much on Sarika's nerves…"

"Would be better for your health, not that she wants to hurt you, but she's on edge right now. But enough about my race's volatile temper, you should sleep, as Cry said."

"Yes, thank you."

Both women slipped into sleep.

Alley-Fang surveyed the situation, giant spider on top, silver bullets armed guard on the right, knock out Slice-The-Heart on the left; he needed a way out fast.

Slice-The-Heart's voice echoed in his head: "I'm gonna distract them again, use that time to vanish, I assume you can, as a new moon."

"What about you."

"I don't need your concern bone gnawer, I'm a black spiral dancer, we're enemies, we've just putted that aside for the time being, but it didn't go out as planned. Now, what's going on in here is bad, for both the Wyrm and Gaia, someone needs to stop it and it damn sure can't be me, so it better be you than no one. Now get ready, here I go"

The fallen metis got to his feet, towering over everyone in the room, he howled in anger, daring them to take him on. Leicher and the armed guards focused all their attention on the doomed black spiral dancer, cribbing him with bullets before the werespider could take the bite he intended.

Alley-Fang waited until no gaze was on him and vanished in blissful ignorance, rising to his feet and heading out of the room. He could still hear Slice-The-Heart, clinging to his life thanks to his rage, vainly trying to take out his opponents before finally falling. What was going on in this complex that a black spiral dancer would give his life to save a gaian garou in the hope that he would stop it? Then again, Slice-The-Heart had once been a child of Gaia, maybe the black spiral didn't completely stripped him of his former self…

The more important thing now was not to get caught, Alley-Fang strode through the corridor, trying to put distance between him and Leicher, he had to either find a way out of at least, stop whatever that weaver addicted annanasi had going on in this facility.

(((I know, I know, it took me forever to update, I have little excuse, too long a story anyway. About your suggestion cadazar, I'll try. Mage is the only world of darkness main faction which book I haven't read. If I can get my hand on mage, the ascension, I might try having a mage in the story. Well, that's all for now folks, I'll try not to take 3 months to update this time…)))