Episode 10 – Lightning Strikes Twice

"Why can't we get any rest from these fuckers?" Tanya grunted under her breath, as she adjusted her recovering slouched stance, standing up straight once again.

She and the other five were in the middle of another Megazord back; not even a week after they skewered that cyclops Demon. A large portion of the city was enveloped in fire and rumble, with fire crews and paramedics rushing out to various parts of the city.

Division 13 soldiers had rolled out, assisting the police with evacuating sections of the city where the titan-sized battle was taking place. Civilians were rushing in the directions indicated to them by the police, some of them bloody all over, others with temporary bandages wrapped around their injured body parts.

"Because they don't care about what we want?" Kyle responded dryly, rolling his shoulders a couple of times, before bringing his fists up in a fighting stance, alongside the others.

"Fuck off," Tanya growled.

The Megazord's fists raised up, its fingers flexing around the closed hand it had formed, facing the approaching Demon. Massive antlers sprouted out the sides of its head, a deep brown in color; small, sharpened points shot out of the main branches, perfect for attacking enemies. Several sections of the leathery skin looked as though it was stitched together, leaving sections uncovered, revealing the glowing, dark green energy flowing through its system.

A deep, low growl escaped through its misshapen jaw, some teeth blunt and some sharpened, as he bellowed, drool hanging off from the teeth on its upper jaw. The large fists slammed against its torn and tattered chest, the sound echoing across the city.

It sudden charged forward, smaller buildings getting crushed under its large feet, reducing them to rubble and flames, chunks of street torn up and thrown across into buildings, causing further damage.

"Brace!" Isaac shouted, shifting himself into a defensive stance, followed by the others, leaning forward slightly with both hands spread out. The Megazord copied their movements, the slowness from the hulking mass of metal meant that they were barely in position in time before the Demon collided with them.

The five shouted out, different levels of tone and pain, as the Demon collided with them, the Megazords' hands wrapping around different points of the antlers. Though that didn't stop some of the smaller antler points stabbing into the forearms of the Megazord, tearing through the metal plates, making them fall to the ground, and land on the tops of buildings and the ground.

"Son of a bitch!" Matthew grunted, feeling pain flare up in his arms. He was sure the others were feeling the same sensation. Due to it being his Zord, however, the pain seemed to be more intense than the other times.

The force from the Demon's run up pushed the Megazord back, it feet sliding along the ground as the Demon's feet continued to push for its charge. The Megazord's feet collecting rubble, building remains and trashed cars as it was pushed against its will.

The five, with their muscles tensed up, flexed their fingers and, as one, brought one hand up and pushed the other down sharply.

The resulting action from the Megazord twisted the Demon's head sharply, sending it towards the ground instead of sending its momentum against the Megazord further. It stumbled, falling over and sending it rolling across the city, tearing down multiple buildings.

"Kick his fucking face in!" Isaac shouted, the five carrying the Megazord over to the recovering Demon, delivering a devastating kick to the side of its head. The Demon fell to the ground again, before they brought the same foot down on the back of its head.

With Matthew leading now, the Megazord grabbed onto one of the antlers, lifting its foot up and bringing it down onto the Demon's head repeatedly. Driving its head into the ground, creating a large crater in the city, splattering the glowing, dark green blood all over the streets and any remaining buildings.

A savage screech came from the Demon's broken and dislocated mouth as the foot came off of its head, and came crashing down onto the base of the antler it was grabbing. Now clean off, with green blood spewing from its newly created stump, the Megazord threw the antler across the city. It appeared to end up landing outside the city's borders.

The stomping to the head continued, grabbing onto one of the extensions of the single remaining antler, the head barely recognizable as a head at this stage. All that remained was the shattered remains of a skull, and the base of the antler that was pulled free when too much of the skull had caved in.

By this stage, the teens finally stopped beating the dead horse, as it were, and released the other antler, letting it come crashing down, coming to rest by the remains of the Demon. As it began to evaporate into the black-and-green smoke that came around it, the Megazord stood straight, the teens inside the cockpit sighing in relief.

"Fucking hell.. I ache…" Matthew muttered as he reached around, ripping the cables from his spine and neck, as he pulled himself from his position in the cockpit.

"Man up," Tanya responded, stretching her neck by rolling her head from side to side, groaning under her breath as the bones creaked quietly.

"MUTT, we killed Deer-Man here. Beta's going to be needing a repair," Isaac informed, speaking into his Howler now that he too was disconnected from the Megazord's cables and wires.

"I'm not going to be able to teleport you back here," MUTT responded through the comms, along with the faint tapping of a keyboard in the background.

"Why not?" Isaac asked, raising his head slightly to look between the other four teens. They looked back at Isaac, hearing his response to whatever MUTT had said.

"I'm sending you north of the land mass. To the region that you know as Canada."

"Canada?" Isaac questioned.

"Why're we going Canada?" Natalie asked, looking between the others.

"Our sensors have picked up two energy signatures from two more Wolf Zords. We need you to go there, identify which ones they are, and get them under control once again."

"You like throwing us into situations without giving us much detail, don't you MUTT?" Isaac asked under his breath into the Howler, exhaling slowly.

"I give you all the details I have at hand."

"Whatever," Isaac responded, before cutting the comms off and told the others, "Looks like we're going to Canada."

"Why're we going there?" Tanya asked.

"Apparently, there's a pair of Zords we need to get back."

"That it? Anything more to tell us?" Natalie asked.

"You think I wouldn't tell you if there was anything else?" Isaac shot back.

"Whatever, let's just go there and get this shit over with," Matthew said, waving a hand dismissively.

"Hope you guys have your passports, since we're going to Canadia-Land," Kyle commented, gaining looks from the others.

Matthew went to hook up to the point he should have been connected to, but the Megazord was enveloped in a column of mixed colored lights, before it completely vanished from sight, leaving the destruction and damage from the previously length battle in its wake.

"Hmm…nearly ready…few more hours should do it…"

Fear gently ran his hand across the glowing, dark green membrane of the strange pod, his stone-grey face awash in the color. His eyes drifted over to the other glowing pods that filled the room, spreading themselves across any remaining free spots of what used to be a large, empty room beneath a place of human healing.

He probably should make an attempt at permanently learning what the name was, but with what he had planned for the near future, he didn't feel the need to learn the proper name.

"When you were going to tell the Master about this?"

The cold, level voice brought him out sharply from his thoughts, and Fear froze, his hand half-way through the process of a stroke, ever so slightly tightening the hold against the green membrane.

He briskly pulled himself to his full height, his back still to the source of the female voice, until he turned around. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and his jaw visibly tensed slightly when he got conformation of the source.

Batibat stood in one of the clear spots on the ground, her arms folded behind her lower back, a slight scowl, seemingly permanent across her face, as she glared at her fellow Warlord. "I'll ask again," She said, taking a couple of steps forward. "When did you intend on informing the Master of your actions here?"

Fear's hands came to rest by his sides, slowly curling into a pair of fists, as he copied Batibat's movements, taking steps to meet Batibat in the middle of the small clearing between the pods.

"In time, he will find out," Was his response, a venomous edge to his tone.

Batibat's eyes narrowed slightly, before she quietly asked, "Is that a threat, Fear?"

"Do you take it as one, Batibat?" Fear responded, the two Warlords now nearly toe-to-toe, each glaring at each other unblinking; naturally, Batibat looking up to make up for the height difference.

The two stood as they were in silence, time slipping by. Seemingly not wanting to be the first to move, but waiting for the other to react to some figment of the imagination making it look like they moved. Eventually, Fear reacted.

He leapt back, drawing his sword from its sheath across his back, and brought it slicing down across Batibat, aiming to slice her open. She reacted quicker than he would have wanted, her daggers came flying from behind her coat/dress hybrid clothing, twirling in her fingers, before coming to cross in front of her just as the sword came crashing down over her.

Sparks flew when the blades connected, before Fear brought his sword back and delivered a kick. The attack connected, sending the she-Demon flying backward, bursting through the double-doors into the corridor.

Fear rushed to follow after her, but paused just as he reached the still faintly swigging double doors. He glanced back over his shoulder, before reaching to his face and pulled three of the spines from one cheek.

Despite his faint grunt at the mild irritation, with a flick of his wrist, the three spines went flying, each one embedding itself into one of three different pods. They pierced the membrane, firmly placing themselves in the strange-feeling protective layer.

"Looks like the process needs to be pushed forward…" Fear muttered under his breath, before he turned back to look ahead and rushed through the double doors.

He barely got through the doors when he had to step back, to avoid a swinging dagger from the side taking his face off. Batibat hissed as she stepped back, side-stepping from side to side to avoid Fear's slashing sword, adjusting the hold on her daggers to return the strikes with strikes of her own.

She quickly ducked to the side as Fear brought his sword down at her, the tip digging into the wall of the corridor, jerking his arms sharply to try and remove it from the wall.

He turned to keep an eye on the she-Demon, and got a flying kick to his jaw for his efforts, his head jerked to the side from the force, before snarling as he released the sword for now, leaving it embedded in the wall.

Batibat stabbed one dagger forward, but Fear grabbed her wrist sharply as it came in, bringing his other tensed hand to her elbow, with enough force to break a human bone. All that resulted from it was a faint snarl from Batibat, and her hand releasing her dagger.

Throwing a punch to push the she-Demon back, Fear's reflexes allowed him to grab the dagger handle before it could hit the ground. Turning it in his palm, he gripped it again and turned his neck from side to side, getting a few cracks for his effort.

"You know, I may have let you join my ranks, Batibat. You could've been my Lieutenant," He mused, though never took his eyes off of the ever shifting she-Demon.

"Like I would ever serve you, Insaan!" Batibat hissed, throwing in an insult in their tongue, as she twisted her dagger to face downward, summoning another from behind her, and rushed at Fear.

The Demon rushed to meet her, aiming to bring the dagger onto the she-Demon, and used his size and strength advantage to his fighting style.

Matthew groaned lowly, picking himself up from the floor. "That.. could have gone smoothly."

"Maybe if you hadn't got out of your position, you wouldn't have face-planted," Tanya responded as she adjusted the stance of the Megazord, the other three assisting her with the efforts.

Rolling his eyes, Matthew pushed himself onto his feet and twisted his torso around.

The sudden jerk of the Megazord landing from its teleportation, combined with the fact that Matthew hadn't hooked back up to his cables, he was sent flying across the cockpit upon landing. Didn't help with the fact that they had landed on uneven ground, and the Megazord had to adjust for the uneven landing.

After managing to right it afterward, Matthew hooked himself back to the cables and wires at his podium, arching his back slightly when they began slicing through his suit and flesh.

"Now, where're these Zords that we're here for?" Matthew, helping turn the Megazord around, so they could get a look at the land around them.

Which wasn't helped by the thick snow fall almost blinding the Megazord's visor.

"Why did we have to go to a place that's always three feet deep in snow?" Kyle asked, looking across the length of the Megazord's visor, but all he saw was a blanket of white, with small segments of barely visible buildings and lights.

"It had to happen somewhere - why not here?" Isaac responded, though he too sounded a sliver annoyed by the lack of visor, before he reached forward to the podium, tapping a few buttons.

"Give us thermal." The visor for the Megazord, from the inside, slowly broke down into segments and flipped over again, locking together once more; only this time, they could see varying areas of color of thermal.

"Since when did MUTT get thermal vision in this thing?" Natalie asked.

"One of the many upgrades to these things after Fear decided he liked us as much as the previous Warriors," Isaac responded, before he gestured to the visor. "That look like a fire to you guys?"

Five pairs of eyes followed where Isaac was pointing, and they took note of the various, layered colors of a flickering, flame-y mess. It seemed relatively close as well, probably less than a mile away. Several smaller ones were also notable, though they could have been further away or just smaller fire spots.

"Reckon they're from our 'friends'?" Tanya asked.

"I don't know. If it was, you think there would be a lot more fires in a line where they decided to make their path," Natalie pointed out.

But at that moment, Kyle suddenly gestured to the side, just out of the visor's reach. "Guys! You see that?"

The Megazord slowly turned to the left, Tanya asking, "What was it?"

"Lightning, but.. it was moving sideways."

"Lightning can do that anyway," Matthew replied dryly.

"Not that close to the ground it can't," Kyle responded, before he gestured to another fire within sight of the visor. This one seemed larger, starting closer to where the Megazord was standing.

"Um.. guys?" Natalie said, looking aside at the others.

"Yeah?" Isaac asked.

"Anyone else getting any read out on their scans? Because I'm getting two big hunks of metal on the radar," Natalie said, tapping and moving a few controls. This resulted in a large radar being projected in front of the five. It showed a large circle of the surrounding area they had landed in, with the central, blue blip representing the Megazord.

And in front of the Megazord, though the readout was hard to make out distance-wise, were two more blips, a dark blue in color, making small leaps between blips.

"That them?" Kyle asked.

"Well it ain't Gypsy Danger, that's for sure," Isaac muttered under his breath.

"I wondered how long it was going to be before someone tried to reference that fucking movie," Matthew said with a shake of the head.

Isaac was about to respond, but Tanya cut him off. "Look out!"

She tried to get the Megazord to side step, but the others didn't know what she was trying to do or get away from until it was too late.

The thermal visor caught a bright, broken bolt of white light filling the central of the visor, before they were struck with a great force of energy, lightning rushing over the front and back of the Megazord. Lightning crackled through the metal Zords, reaching up the cables.

"Shit!" Matthew exclaimed when they were first hit, managing to slam his fist on the emergency release for the cables on his podium, launching him onto the ground, just as the cables became electrified.

The others weren't as fortunate.

Their combined shouts and screams combined in the cockpit, echoing off of the walls, as the electrified cables sparked across their backs, electrical arks covering their torso, wrapping around their heads. Matthew pushed himself up, before exclaiming, "Shit!" As he noticed the others.

He quickly scrambled between each of them, slamming his fist on their emergency release button, their bodies falling limp to the ground, unconscious.

"Guys! Guys!" He exclaimed, kneeling beside Isaac and flipping him onto his back, bringing the side of his head close to his chest to see if he could get a heartbeat.

A rapid beat at that.

He quickly moved over to Kyle and Natalie, checking they were already and tried to get them into the correct recovery position, since he wasn't experienced with how to deal with victims of electrical attacks. Doing the same with Tanya, he quickly checked to see if his cables and ports were rid of electricity.

Quickly finding that they weren't, Matthew quickly connected himself in. Though unlike previous times, he grunted and adjusted his stance to keep from fallen when a great, invisible weight formed on his shoulders and back.

"Must be what Isaac felt…" He muttered to himself, adjusting his stance fully and tried to bring the Megazord back around from the hit, trying to find out what attacked them.

At that moment, the apparent snow storm blocking their view clear. The thermal visor switched back to the regular visor, and Matthew could see the attacker.

Or, rather, attackers.

Standing a short distance away, flames and crushed buildings beneath their paws, along with the rubble of destroyed buildings, stood two metal Wolf Zords. They both looked the same size, around the size of the Yellow Gamma or Black Delta Zords. Though while one had a mixture of black and crimson-colored panels across its body, like blood splatters across a black slate, the other had the same areas colored, though instead of crimson, a deep navy blue was visible.

Both appeared severely scratched up, large panels across their bodies and head. They both seemed to glare at the Megazord; the Navy one through dark green eyes, while the Crimson one had a light blue.

"Uh…" Was all Matthew said. It was all he could think of saying. "Good... Good wolves?"

The pair of Wolf Zords growled lowly, the metallic sound echoing around the city, and seemingly in the cockpit as well.

"Uh… MUTT?" Matthew asked into his Howler. "I think we've found the Zords we were after."

At that moment, the two Wolf Zords before the Megazord adjusted their stances, digging their claws into the concrete and tarmac below, and their tails straightened, creating a straight line from the tail tip to the back of the neck. Their lower jaws dropped down, and Matthew got an alarm across his helmet's visor; an energy pulse alert.

"Shit."

His eyes widened when a pair of electrical balls of energy, one dark green and the other a light blue, belonging to the Navy and Crimson Wolf Zords respectively. Their heads arched back slightly, before shooting forward again and a pair of electrical bolts escaped the two mouths. Energy sparks flew as they traveled through the air, barely reaching the Megazord's torso before Matthew had time to move it.

Matthew exclaimed and shouted in pain as the energy pulse rocked through his cables, electrifying all along his spine. Energy sparked around his body, his visor looked about ready to crack, electricity focusing around the head.

Feeling suddenly faint, Matthew felt himself slip into unconsciousness, slumping back against the cables and supports. The last thing he remembered seeing was the sky, coming more into view as the Megazord fell backwards, its front sparking and smoldering…

"Matthew… Matt…."

"Uhhh.. fuck…" Matthew groaned as he turned his head around, his eyes still tightly closed, a great, throbbing pain seemingly embedded in his brain.

"Well, looks like he ain't dead…."

"Good.. didn't want to be the one to give him mouth to mouth…" A distinctly male voice worked its way into his head.

"Like fuck you would, Kyle," he growled, lifting his head slightly and opening his eyes a fraction. Closing them quickly when the blinding light found its way into his eyes. After growing accustomed to the brightness, Matt opened his eyes again and looked around.

First thing he noticed, he wasn't in the cockpit anymore. Tall trees, bare of any leafs or pines, reached into the sky from his perspective. His slowly curled his hand against the ground, feeling, and hearing, the faint crunching of snow. He didn't feel the cold, though.

Next thing he picked up on, which really should have been the first, was Natalie leaning over him, helmetless. She pulled back when he tried to sit up, but pressed a hand on his shoulder.

"Slow down, hot shot," She said, tightening her grip and pressed him back down on the snow. "We all got pretty fucked up by those attacks."

"How badly?" He asked, batting Natalie's hand off his shoulder and sat up again, groaning as he supported himself back a tree, where his head had been resting against.

"MUTT says we've got second-degree burns along the length of our backs."

Matt turned to the right, seeing Isaac standing to the side, leaning against another tree across from the others, arms crossed over his chest, the Howler facing up.

"Instinct taking care of it?" Matthew asked.

"Yep," Isaac responded, before he tapped his Howler again and asked, "MUTT, got anything on those Zords yet?" No response came immediately, causing Isaac's shoulder to sag slightly and to exhale lowly. "Where'd the Zords go?"

"Do people who're victims of electrical burns always ask questions?" Kyle's voice asked. Matt looked to the other side, seeing Kyle sitting against another tree, helmet resting in the snow beside him, knees drawn up against his chest.

"You're one to talk, asshole," Matthew said dryly.

Kyle rolled his eyes, staying silent as he leaned his head back against the bark.

"MUTT got us out and get the Zords back to the Den before anyone could get near them," Natalie responded, grabbing her helmet and getting to her feet, walking over to Tanya, who was facing away from the group, her helmet moving minutely every few seconds. "See anyone yet?"

"Nothing on thermals," Tanya responded, glancing aside. "How's fuck-face over there?"

"Screw you," Matthew responded.

"Yeah. Like you'd have a chance."

"Guys. Knock it off," Isaac said sharply, lifting his head slightly to look at the others.

The four turned to look at Isaac at the snap, before his Howler lit up. Before he gave it a chance to even start growling, Isaac quickly pressed the button and said, "Got anything MUTT?"

"I got the feed from the Megazord," Savage's voice responded, but Isaac didn't react like they used to.

"And?"

"They are the Lightning Brothers - Crimson and Navy Lightning, to be more specific. As you could see from their attacks, they are able to wield lightning, taking it directly from the sky and storing it until necessary, and use it as a weapon."

"But why would they attack us? Wouldn't they recognize the other Zords?" Isaac asked, glancing up at the others and their surrounds briefly.

"They've been apart from the Pack for over 10,000 years. We were just lucky that the White Steel wasn't too far gone. The Lightning Brothers, however, appear to be showing aspects of going Rogue."

"'Going Rogue'? We've got phrases for shit like this?" Matthew asked.

"Care to explain how we deal with this, Savage?" Isaac questioned, trying to block out the dry comment.

"One of you will have to go into the Spirit Realm, and find their tainted Wolf Spirits. Then, the person will need to bring them under their command once again," was Savage's response.

"'Bring them under our command?' What, like, prove to them we're their Warriors or some shit?" Kyle asked.

"No," Savage said. Even through the Howler's comms, Isaac could hear the disbelief in Savage's tone. Like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"How are we going to do it then, Savage?" Isaac asked at last.

"Asserting your dominance over them. Showing them that you are their better. You must beat them until submission," Savage explained.

"So, which one of you is going to go in the Spirit Realm to find them?"

Isaac raised his gaze upon being presented with this question, looking between the others.

"Those fuckers are mine." Matthew's voice broke the silence of the forest. "I'm going to get back at them, and show them you don't mess with me," He further stated, slowly pushing himself to his feet, using the tree as support to do so.

"None of us are in a decent state to go to the Spirit Realm," Isaac then said.

"To hell with that shit! Regulation, and restrictions; what do you think this is, a military operation?!" Matthew exclaimed, stepping up to Isaac.

He lowered his Howler as Matthew approached, clenching his hands slowly into fists.

"Enough, the pair of you," Natalie snapped, now donning her helmet, and quickly got between the two; pushing Matthew back a few paces. "Focus on the task at hand."

The two males glared at one another for a few moments, before Isaac raised his Howler and, still in eye contact with Matthew, asked, "What're we going to need to send him to the Spirit Realm, Savage?"

"I'm having MUTT send the sedatives and the activators over now," Savage said.

"Guys," Tanya suddenly called out.

This finally caused Matthew to lower his glare at Isaac, and the others to turn to look at Tanya. "What is it?" Kyle asked.

"Police - at least three different groups. On snowmobiles, closing in fast," She said, glancing back to the others. "We've got to go now."

"Savage, hold off sending the stuff for now," Isaac said, as Kyle got to his feet and replaced his helmet back on his head, sealing up. "We need to move to avoid detection. I'll contact you again when we've reached a safe location."

"Find a safe place quickly. I'm not sure how long it'll be before the Lightning Wolves try to leave the location."

With that, the comms closed, and Isaac looked to the group, gesturing behind him. "Come on guys," He called, half turning, walking backward before turning the right way again, running in the direction he had previously gestured to.

The others followed suite, the five fading into blurs of their respective colors across the snow. The only trace of the presence was the uncommon footstep lodged in the snow.

"Unit NS-003, reporting in."

"Report."

"No sign of any of the Rangers or the unidentified creatures they've been seen with," The Division 13 soldier said, speaking into small device around his wrist, the metal plate against the bottom of his wrist, a faint green light flashing every few seconds.

"Any unusual activity?"

"Nothing on the scanners. However, one of the officers has been acting.. strange."

"You have the officers' name?"

"Frank Derson," The soldier responded, glancing up and down the corridor briefly. Only another couple of people were in it with him. Another Division 13 agent, the rifle attached to a strap around her torso, and a pair of police officers, patrolling the length of the corridor.

"We'll see what we can find about him."

"Alright," The soldier replied, before his attention was caught by the crackling radio of his partner.

She grabbed the radio from her hip and asked, "Repeat, over."

"X-Ray corridor! X-Ray corridor! Disturbance! All Units, respond and assist!" Came the crackling response, repeating twice more, with a few words obscured with static.

She turned to look at the other agent, before replying, "Units NS-002 and -003, responding."

"Come on Clint," She then said, gesturing down the corridor as she supported her weapon, running down the corridor. The heavy soles of her black boots echoing down the smooth floor.

The soldier, Clint, quickly jogged after Rylee, instinctively applying his hold around the rifle handle and underside of the barrel, as he followed her down the corridor. The officers turned to look back at the rushed footsteps, seeing the pair of soldiers rushing off.

The two pounded down the stairs, the elevators were out of service with the repairs taking place, and tried to keep pace with the other. They descended down another two floors, before pushing through the double-doors of the correct floor.

"Which ways X-Ray?" Clint asked, upon reaching a cross in the corridors, giving three different options.

"This way," Rylee responded, gesturing for him to follow, as she took the left and rushed down the corridor. Clint followed after her, unclipping the magazine of his rifle, making sure that it was fully loaded, and locked it back into place. Flicking the safety on once again.

They burst through another set of double-doors, the faint sound of bullets flying and pinging off walls. This only made them want to push harder, slamming through another set of double-doors, now finding themselves in the X-Ray corridor.

And they were met with quite a sight.

Firstly, Clint had to skid to a stop upon bursting through the doors, and grab onto Rylee, to prevent the pair of them falling into the massive hole in the floor. Parts of the floor were still falling from the edges, into the service corridors below.

Further down the corridor, two.. things appeared to be fighting, armed with old-looking swords. One was clearly female, the other was male, though the latter only looked male, since the bronze, black and brown armor was so bulky. And what wasn't parts of his body wasn't covered in the armor had a stone-grey, rough-looking 'skin'.

The female, meanwhile, had a deathly pale skin and long black hair, the tips fading to a faint green. A long trench-coat-style jacket hung around her finger, dropping down the length of her body. Despite the long, and heavy-looking, article of clothing, she moved with speed and precision to counter the attacks of the other, bulkier creature.

"Duck!" Clint exclaimed when bullets started flying again, from the other Division 13 soldiers at the opposite end of the corridor. All barrels aimed at the two creatures that had apparently burst through the floor.

But they simply pinged off of the creatures' bodies, deflecting off of the armor, even the bare skin, and pinging off into the walls, floor and ceiling of the corridor.

Despite this, Clint and Rylee both flicked the safety off for their guns, and began firing small bursts of bullets at the creatures. However, they were as successful as the other soldiers. Their bullets flying in different directions, embedding themselves in everything, except their intended targets.

The male creature seemed to pick up on the many soldiers, both in front and behind him, as his eyes drifted between the two points. He easily blocked a strike by the female creature, before he drove his knee upward into her gut, adding a kick afterwards. The resulting kick forced the female creature the ground, before he turned to face the Division 13 soldiers behind him, leaving his back to Clint and Rylee.

"Humans are always pesky creatures. You are no different," He said, his voice rough, like the visual texture of his skin, but with a faint edge of firmness - enough to remind Clint of a General.

He suddenly snapped his fingers, and the lights above them burst, dimming the corridor and making it much harder to see. Bullets began to fly once more, the muzzle flashes the only visible indicator to others of their location.

But the shadowed-corridor was enough for the male creature, it didn't look like he didn't even move, yet it took mere moments for the bullets to stop flying, the last sounds Clint heard was the last of the bullet casings littering the floor.

The sound of a loud hiss caused him to jump back, falling against the wall, as he looked around for the source. It soon became clear it was the female creature.

A large hole smashing through the corridor wall, allowing light to stream in. A male shout, combined with the female creature's hiss, grew faint as they fell through the wall, leading to the couple-story drop to the ground.

Bricks still falling from the new hole in the wall, Clint looked across the corridor to assess the damage, but quickly looked away when he saw the damage done to the other soldiers. Checking on Rylee, who had been knocked out at some point during the creature's attack, before tapping the underside of his wrist device and said, "S... Sir? NS-003 reporting."

"Report."

"W… We've had an incident."

"That should give us some time," Isaac said, sliding to a stop, skidding across the snow, kicking up small mounds by the sides of his feet.

"A couple of us should go in a different direction - throw them off the scent," Tanya suggested, coming to a stop behind Isaac, Matthew and Natalie coming to a stop behind her smoothly. Whereas Kyle… didn't quite do the same.

He slid across the ground, but failed to stop in time before he ran headlong into a tree, sending him flying on his back in the snow. A low groan escaping him as he lay there.

"Well, can't have Kyle go, he'd end up knocking himself out," Matthew commented dryly.

"Screw you, asshole."

"Tanya, Natalie, the pair of you, head in the other direction. Make sure they get at least a brief look at you, so they know where to follow," Isaac instructed. The two girls nodded, glancing briefly at one another before rushing off in another direction, leaving a pair of footsteps in the snow in their wake.

Isaac then turned to face Matthew. "Sure you still want to do this?"

"We got much of a choice?" Matthew asked, hands on his hips and bent forward slightly, mechanically-altered pants coming from him.

"Finally, he's starting to see sense," Kyle muttered lowly as he pulled himself up, rolling onto his hands and knees, breathing slightly heavier before getting to his feet, albeit a bit unsteadily. "I'm good, I'm good," He wheezed, waving a hand dismissively to the other two.

"Alright Savage, send us the stuff," Isaac said into his Howler.

And was a bit surprised to hear MUTT respond. "Sending them to your coordinates now," The robot responded, the faint tapping of a keyboard audible in the background.

"MUTT? Where's Savage?" Isaac asked.

"He's here, I just answered," MUTT responded, before the comms were cut short. Isaac moved his Howler down at the abrupt end to the conversation, before he held out his hands and found two small balls of light forming in the palms of his hands. Opening them up, a syringe formed in each of his hands.

"Oh come on," Matthew exclaimed as Isaac turned back to them, seeing the items in hand. "Couldn't it have been anything other than needles?"

"Could've been a rectal insertion," Kyle called out, backing up against a tree and sitting down again, removing his helmet with a faint hiss from the disconnection, rubbing the side of his head.

"He has a fair point," Isaac added, before saying, "Matt, sit down against the tree, and we'll get this over with."

Matthew muttered under his breath as he approached the tree, before pointing out, "I thought Tanya said when she was given this weird voodoo shit, it was in a bowl."

"A bowl wouldn't really be convenient here, would it?" Isaac asked, removing the plastic cover of the syringes before glancing back up at Matthew, who was still standing there."You going to sit down?"

After a bit of a glare, Matthew slowly sat down against the tree and removed his helmet, throwing it to the side, leaving it to rest on its side in the snow.

"Now, close your eyes and think happy thoughts," Isaac said, kneeling on the ground beside Matthew and tapped any air out of the syringe.

Matthew smirked and chuckled briefly, shaking his head. Isaac should take up being a psychiatrist when this is all over. "If I did start thinking happy thoughts, you'd want to look away," He responded. Earning a chuckle from Kyle and silent glare through the visor from Isaac.

"Why don't I just skip the sedative and just punch you?" Isaac asked, but leaned in beside Matthew and tilted the other teen's head to the other side. Matthew jerked his head to the side, out of Isaac's hand, getting a brief glare from under Isaac's helmet. "Don't tempt me," Isaac warned.

One hand resting on Matt's shoulder, Isaac carefully slid the tip of the needle into his neck, right into a thin vein. Matthew flinched slightly when the needle slipped beneath his skin, and shifted ever so slightly as the sedative was injected into his bloodstream. Judging by the slightly quickened heartbeat, it wouldn't take long before it took effect.

Pulling that needle free, and throwing it to one side to land in the snow, Isaac pulled the other needle and pressed the tip through another point at the side of his neck, injecting the strange 'activator' that MUTT had sent them.

Matthew groaned lowly, pulling a hand up to grab Isaac's shoulder, but it went through thin air as he missed. His head slowly lopped to the side, trying to fight the sedative taking over; trying to lift his head back up, but failed to do so.

"And.. he's out," Isaac said, pulling the needle free and tossed it to one side, sitting back. He carefully prodded Matthew's shoulder, and after getting no response, pushed himself to his feet and walked back towards Kyle. Walking around the same tree the other teen was leaning against, he sat down in the snow and leaned back, bringing his hands up to remove his helmet, setting it as his side.

"Where did you learn the right place to inject that shit into people?" Kyle asked, rolling his head across his shoulders to look at Isaac.

"Had a friend who did drugs back home; paid me to get his drugs ready for him; so he wouldn't get any heat on him from the 'Bill," Isaac said, earning a raised eyebrow from Kyle. "Don't give me that look. I got money out of it."

"You got his drugs ready for him in the syringe?" Kyle questioned.

"We've all got to start somewhere," Isaac countered.

Kyle merely grunted, shaking his head a little, before bringing it back to rest against the rough bark. Isaac turned his head back straight, eyes scanning the forest for any sign of the officers. But he had hope in Tanya and Natalie...

Matthew's eyes snapped open as he gasped, his body jerking up. Looking around, he quickly came to the conclusion that he wasn't in the forest he had closed his eyes on.

Instead, everything was the color of dirty white, and seemed to have small specks flying around slowly. He got to his feet, looking down briefly, finding that he wasn't in his Warrior uniform here. Here, he was in the same clothes he wore pre-Howler transformation.

"OK.. this is weird…" Matthew said to himself, bringing his hands up in front of him, rolling them around briefly. He lowered them again and looked around at the seemingly endless surroundings. "Probably should have asked what the fuck I was looking for."

"OK, OK.. focus. So, Crimson and Navy.. probably should be looking for something like that. Since everything is white, should make things a fuck-ton easier," Matthew muttered, looking around once more before setting off forward. As good a start as anything.

"So this is what it's like to talk to yourself…" Matthew said aloud, stepping around in a circle as he walked ahead, keeping his feet moving forward while he turned with the steps.

"It's fucking boring."

He walked and walked for what seemed like at least half an hour, but that might have been more or less. For all he knew, time in this place moved way, way faster than the real world. And the silence - the silence was almost.. unnerving to most people, but Matthew just focused on what was in front of him, wanting to get this over with, consumed in his own thoughts as he walked.

Though his thoughts were swiftly interrupted.

A faint growl came from his side, and he turned sharply, but there didn't appear to be anything for miles around.. or whatever distances they used here. Nothing that looked like a wolf, which was what was going through his mind about what am I looking for?

A faint whooshing sound from his other side caught his attention, and he turned around just in time to get charged by a flash of dark blue, sending him flying through the 'air' and come crashing back down again. He rolled a few times, but tried getting to his feet as quick as possible. Panting a little, he tried to keep track of where the attack came from.

But it was as if it had vanished.

"Fucking hell…" He said to himself, getting up and looking around briefly, trying to prepare himself for the next attack, which came from behind him, sending him flying into the ground, in a flash of dark red.

He groaned lowly, bringing his hand to his lip, feeling the warm blood dripping from his nose and down his lips. Licking his lips faintly, collecting up a few drops of the blood, Matthew grit his teeth and shouted, "Show yourselves, you pair of fucks!"

His voice echoed around the empty clearing briefly, but eventually faded. In all directions he looked in, nothing could be seen.

"When I find the pair of you, I'll fucking skin you alive, you fucking dogs!"

Matthew looked around quickly, wishing, praying, for something to appear beside him - he just wanted to break something so bad. But there was nothing to break. Just.. emptiness.

And two wolves to his left.

Wait, what?! He thought, turning back around to look left.

There, in a sharp contrast to the white backdrop, two large wolf-shaped creatures of light were visible. One had a dark navy aura around it, the other a dark crimson. Both had small arcs of electricity arching around their bodies in their respective colors. Two sets of eyes glared at him, overlapping snarls echoing in his ears.

"Shit…" He said to himself, trying to decide which wolf he would rather look at, before being reminded of the other wolf and turned back to look at that one. Before the process began all over again.

"So.. about that whole 'skin you alive' thing…"

"So, you've fucked him yet?"

Tanya turned sharply to look at Natalie, asking, "Excuse me?"

"You heard. You fucked Isaac yet?" Natalie asked, leaning against the main part of the tree. They had perched themselves on a tree at such a height unreachable by normal humans. They had tried to find a suitable tree with a thick branch to support themselves on, and found this one.

"Don't know what you're talking about," Tanya replied, shifting a little to maintain balance on the branch they had perked themselves upon, trying not to look down at the great drop below them.

"I can do this all day, Tanya," Natalie said, shifting a little to turn to face Tanya directly. "I've seen the looks you've given him. You practically look at him like he was a dog treat."

"Did you have to make a dog comparison?" Tanya groaned, bringing her helmet down to rest in her hands. "Did you really have to?"

"It seemed fitting."

Tanya growled lowly under her breath, before bringing her head back up and said, "What do you care anyway?"

"I'm just asking," Natalie said, shaking her head slightly.

Tanya looked away from Natalie again, briefly scanning the forest floor for any sign of the officers. She had drawn them away from where Isaac and Kyle were protecting Matthew, and had hoped they had followed them here.

"Not yet."

"Oh, so you plan on getting 'funky under the sheets'?" Natalie asked, and Tanya could tell that she was smirking widely under the helmet.

"Do you have to sound like someone's mom?" Tanya groaned, bringing her helmet back down to her hands.

Natalie just chuckled, leaning against the tree as they fell silent once more, the two looking over at different sections of the forest. The distant sounds of motors whirling, propelling snowmobiles across the ground…

Matthew threw one of the wolf off of him, sending it rolling across the ground before turning around, just in time to grab onto the navy-furred wolf as it jumped at him. The momentum carried him to the ground forcefully, and pressed up into the wolf's throat.

Pulling his head back as far as he could to avoid the snapping jaws, Matthew grit his teeth, which had grown to have a slight tint of red from the bloody nose, and threw a punch to the underside of the creature's throat.

Kicking it off and over him, Matthew quickly rolled to his front and glared between the two wolf creatures, panting slightly, a number of fresh cuts across his face. Blood stuck to his hair and followed his jawbone.

"I take it back. I'll skin you alive with the others' fucking teeth," He growled, clenching one of his fists, resting the closed hand on the 'ground', as he watched the two creatures closely.

The crimson-furred wolf growled lowly, flashing his bright fangs at Matthew, before it threw its eyes to the navy-furred brother, and Matthew noticed the small sparks across both their bodies start to increase in speed and size.

"This can't be good…" He said to himself, glancing between the two as he got to his feet, taking a few steps backwards. The electrical sparks grew larger and wider across the pair of wolves, and they drew closer to one another.

He quickly tried to rush off in the other direction, but didn't reach fast enough. Electricity came flying towards him, a mixture of crimson and navy as it arched towards him.

Matthew barely ducked in time, but still felt the electrical burn his back, resulting in him falling to the ground, shouting in pain. He lay there, writhing on the floor, as he felt the burning sensation crawling all over his spine, his skin feeling as though it was melting to his bones.

"Fuckers! The pair of you!" He gasped, trying to roll onto his front and look back at the two wolves.

But instead, he was met with a swirling ball of crimson-and-navy, and Matthew swore he was going temporarily color blind, and somehow came across a weird yin-yang symbol.

"Fucking hell…" He groaned, and tried to move out of the way before another strike come flying towards him.

He was sent flying once again when a lightning strike struck the ground next to him, the resulting force sending him to the ground. Matthew writhed on the ground momentarily, rolling onto his side. He was sure his clothes were singed in areas along his back and sides.

He felt another patch of his skin exposed across his shoulder, and the skin was in sheering pain; looks like that Instinct stuff helped blocked the pain more than he imagined.

Spitting out a mixture of saliva and blood, Matthew wiped his mouth, pushing himself to his knees, leaning his head back to try and breath, hands coming to rest on his knees, trying to recover.

"Submit…"

The ghostly, echoing voice caught Matthew's attention, getting him to turn his battered body around to face sideways, looking over his shoulder at the mass of electrical energy. Only now, it had been replaced once again by the two wolves.

His eyes shifted onto the glowing navy-furred wolf, before the voice came again.

"You are not our Alpha…"

The crimson-furred wolf's eyes glowed with each word, fading out once the speaking became silent. Matthew shifted his eyes back over to the crimson one, letting the words set in.

And a small chuckle started.

The chuckle grew, slowly and steadily, before he let out a short series of laughs, throwing his head as the laughs echoed around the area. But there wasn't any.. heart to the laughs. It was rather.. hollow, and empty.

The two wolves exchanged looks with one another, before the crimson-furred wolf growled louder, its eyes flashing as the words, "Submit…" echoed around the creatures.

"'Submit'? Y.. You want me to.. to submit?" Matthew asked, his hand helping to express himself, while his face bore little emotion. In any other situation, before a month ago, he would've made sure he hadn't taken anything if he found himself in this situation, talking to dogs.

"Well.. tough shit…"

Matthew turned around fully, pushing himself onto his unsteady feet, stumbling a little in the process. The pair of wolves tensed up momentarily, the fur across the backs of their necks starting to bristle, growling lowly.

"Because, I ain't going 'submit' to you pair of fucks," Matthew replied, an ever present, dark smirk across his face, with that fake happiness unable to reach his eyes properly. "But, you two, on the other hand…"

He paused in the middle of his speech, noticing a glowing point of blue around one of his wrists. He had failed to noticed that his Howler had come with him into this realm already, but now it was glowing, more so in a blankly colored world, it made it stand out all the more.

A great surge starting to run across his body, starting at his wrists and working its way around the rest of his bod, seemingly starting to grow in intensity around his chest and opposite wrist, which starting to glow a bright blue as well.

The spirit wolves looked between themselves wordlessly, before Matthew finished speaking.

"You're going to 'submit'.. to me."

Matthew's Howler-mounted wrist flicked forward slightly, and a great blue light came from the Howler, the same light extending from his other wrist and above his chest.

The three streams of light formed together, and began to take a single shape - a large, blue colored wolf, at least one and a half times the size of either the two wolves before it. When the last of the light streamed from the points across Matthew's chest, its eyes flew open, revealing a bright white pair of eyes glowing brightly against the blue, glowing fur surrounding them.

Unlike the seemingly 'natural' expressions of the two wolves before it, whose faces failed to express emotion, the new glowing blue wolf stemming from Matthew, let its face break into an unnatural, wild smile. The sharpened fangs didn't seem to pair itself with the jaws of the wolf.

"You're gonna be my bitches now," The new blue wolf seemed to say, and though its voice was warped and echo-y, it was evident that the tone and way it spoke came from Matthew's voice.

An echo of Matthew's inner wolf.

With Matthew standing behind it, the large blue wolf bowed down before leaping forward, sharp claws aimed directly at the crimson and navy furred wolves.

"Hey, something's happening," Kyle said, nudging Isaac's shoulder and gestured.

Isaac's head jerked up slightly, as though he was on the verge of falling asleep, and looked aside to what he was being called to look at. And he shifted off the tree and onto one knee, jogging over the short distance between their tree and the one Matthew was slumped against.

Isaac hadn't noticed the small cuts that were scattered across the other teen's face, along with what appeared to be the makings of a black eye forming across his right eye. His hands twitched slightly every few seconds, his Howler crystal was glowing a bright blue, and growling continuously.

"Shit, he doesn't look like he's doing too well," Isaac muttered, trying to avoid touching the unconscious Matthew, while trying to assess him over.

"Eh, if he gets those 'Zords under control, it'll all be worth it," Kyle pointed out, leaning back against the tree again.. but ended up picking himself up again, scanning the area.

"What is it?" Isaac asked, seeing Kyle visibly tense up and look around.

"I hear something…"

"The police?" Isaac asked, getting to his feet and walked towards Kyle a few steps, glancing back at Matthew's twitching form.

"No. It doesn't sound like 'em.. or smell like them… Honestly didn't think I'd end up saying a sentence like that regularly," Kyle mused.

"So, what is it?" Isaac asked.

Kyle tilted his head slightly, as though trying to listen closely, before he turned back to look at Isaac and said, "Those Demons' fuckers…"

"Wolkeins," Isaac said, before he gestured for his helmet. Kyle quickly got to his feet, grabbing both his helmet and Isaac's, throwing the latter's helmet towards its owner.

The two quickly reattaching their helmets over their heads, Isaac and Kyle quickly maneuvered behind two separate trees, opposite the direction Kyle had heard the Wolkeins approaching.

Now he had his helmet on and the pair of them were quiet, Isaac could hear the sound of multiple, overlapping footsteps a good distance away, but drawing closer.

But.. something seemed strange…

"What's wrong?" Kyle asked, seeing Isaac looked the opposite way, as if trying to listen. But he knew that that wasn't it.

"Something just doesn't.. sound right. Not like it usually does."

"How so?"

"Those two Demon fuck-sticks.. the Bitch and Stone-Face.. usually they're here with them. But.. I don't hear them."

Kyle cocked his head slightly, but leaned around the tree a bit, listening closely. There was a noticeable.. absence.

"Does it matter? Maybe they're hanging back. Just.. shh…" Kyle pressed, pulling back behind the tree, and gestured for Isaac to do the same.

Isaac pulled back, listening carefully for the mass of Wolkeins approaching, all the while side glancing at Matthew as he continued to twitch and tense up against the tree.

Natalie's Howler crystal suddenly started to glow white, and growl faintly. This caught the teen's attention, as well as Tanya's beside her. The two exchanged looks with one another, before she tapped her Howler and said, "Natalie here."

"Nat, is Kyle. We've got a situation here; Wolkeins must've found us somehow."

"Wolkeins?" She asked, glancing back at Tanya. "Shit, need help?"

"Nah, stay where you guys are. Don't want the police following you.. last thing we need is the Canadians up in arms against us. They can be right fuckers when you piss them off…"

Natalie rolled her eyes faintly. Trust Kyle to try and defuse a potentially dangerous situation like this. "Fine. But if shit hits the fan, we'll come help."

"Alright. Anything on them yet?"

"We're picking them up on the scans, but they're not getting any closer to your place. What about Matt? He doing OK?" Natalie questioned.

"Bit of a sweat on, couple of cuts that came out of nowhere, but at least his mouth is shut," Kyle's voice responded over the comms.

Natalie smirked, and heard Tanya try, but ultimately fail, to hold back a chuckle. She then said, "Well, keep us up to date."

"Will do," Kyle said, before the comms were cut off.

Natalie lowered her arm back down onto the branch, before she looked to Tanya. "So, how long before we go and help them?"

Tanya mock-looked at her wrist, as if looking at a watch, and replied, "About five minutes. They'll ask for it eventually."

"Who said we have to wait?" Natalie said, bringing her feet up and stood up on the branch, before taking a nonchalant step off of the branch. Tanya leaned forward as Natalie fell through the air, but landed perfectly on the ground, in what she had once heard Kyle call 'the Stereotypical Superhero Landing'.

Rolling her eyes at the memory, Tanya pulled herself to her feet on the branch, easily maintaining her balance and jumped off the tree. The snow was sent flying as she landed, a combined effort of her fist, knee and foot slammed into the ground, but the suit seemed to absorb most of the impact force, leaving Tanya injury-free upon landing.

Getting up fully, Tanya glanced aside at Natalie, and said, "Shall we?"

"Yep," Natalie confirmed, before together, the two teens ran across the snow from where they had come from. Vanishing into blurs of yellow and white, with black sections visibly cutting into their blurs.

All that remained was the areas of snow displaced from their landing, and the initial footsteps they had taken before becoming blurs.

The crimson-furred wolf was sent flying across ground, quickly righting itself on its paws, its claws digging into the surface. It snarled, eyes burning in rage, as it saw the larger blue furred wolf pinning its navy-furred brother. The yelps of its brother reached its ears, and it rushed forward.

Its body slammed against the larger wolf, sending it staggering off of its brother. The crimson-furred wolf quickly assisted the other wolf, the two now standing on their feet once again, facing the larger, blue-furred light wolf.

"Feel like submitting yet, fuckers?" The taunting, echoing voice of Matthew came from the larger wolf's muzzle, a vicious smirk plastered across its jaw. Behind it, and with small trails of blue light stemming from him, Matthew stood, his arms still outstretched. A bright blue light glowing around his Howler, with the same glowing blue light was encasing his eyes. The same smirk plastered across the Wolf's face had danced its way across his.

Or was it the other way around?

The two wolves before the larger one snarled, before glancing at one another, and the larger wolf adjusted its stance, preparing for the attack that he had seen before.

Moments later, the two wolves merged with one another, forming a mixed circle of crimson and navy electricity, sparks flying around it before a single, large arc of lightning flew from the center of the orb, right where the two-colored lightning met.

It struck the large wolf, the electricity arching around its body. It snarled and growled, arching its back, as the teenager behind it did the same. Their teeth grip, muscles tensing, but eyes remained opened. Focusing on the point where the lightning was coming from.

Despite the electricity arcing around its body, the wolf took a slow step forward, the lightning trying to force it to back down, but the blue 'furred' wolf fought against the force of the lightning, gradually getting closer and closer to the swirling ball of energy.

"You... Are… Mine…"

The wolf's voice seemed to waver slightly from the energy jolting across its body, more of Matthew's voice coming through, instead of it coming out altered. More energy tried to pass through the wolf, in more attempts to stop it, but it continued to press forward, drawing closer and closer to the energy.

Within a full minute, the wolf leaped forward, large arcs of energy rocking its body by this stage - so much so that it was passing along the traces connecting the wolf with Matthew, whose arms were started to become encircled by electrical arcs.

It collided with the energy orb, sending an electrical shock-wave outward that would've knocked Matthew aside if he hadn't been in the state he was in. Once the shock-wave had died down, the two smaller wolves were pinned beneath either one of the larger blue Wolf's front paws, its claws digging into the chests.

"Now.. care to submit…?"

The crimson-furred wolf snarled, despite the heavy weight pressing down on its chest, its ears flat against its skull and teeth bare.

"Very well.. the hard way is often more fun…" The larger Wolf growled, before the large front paws moved upward, beginning to add pressure to the throats of the two wolves.

The pair yelped and tried to remove themselves from under the larger Wolf's paws, but the claws dug into the throats and began pressing down further. They lashed out desperately, but their movements started to become slower and sluggish.

"Well?"

Natalie came to a grinding halt, and quickly ducked to avoid a Wolkein flying over her. It landed way behind her, gathering up snow in the process. She turned back from following it, and found Isaac and Kyle had already began fighting the large groups of Wolkeins.

She looked across at Tanya, and saw she had just started fighting a Wolkein, slamming it against a tree and repeatedly punching its head against the solid wood. "Oi!" a sharp tone came from before her, and Natalie quickly ducked to avoid a flying punch from a Wolkein, returning it with an uppercut of her own.

"I thought I told you to hold back!" Kyle exclaimed, kicking one Wolkeins' knee out, forcing it to drop to one knee, before delivering a sucker-punch to its head, sending it forcefully to the ground, it's body limp.

"We can talk about this later. Right now, let's just take these fuckers out," Natalie shot back, moving closer to fight alongside the guys, Tanya helped enclose the half circle, surrounding the still unconscious Matthew. Tanya glanced behind them at said teen.

"Shit," Was all she said.

"I know," Isaac replied, before he returned his gaze to around them. A great number of Wolkeins surrounded them, unfazed by the large depth of snow they had to step through to approach them. "We just need to keep them away from Matt until he gets up. If they get him, the 'Zords are fucked."

"Basically, we've got a Sokovia Church Scene situation right here," Kyle added.

"I swear, one more reference…" Isaac snapped, glaring briefly at Kyle, before backing off and facing the Wolkeins once more, seeing them drawing closer.

Kyle merely nodded, the knuckle-duster braces locking into the 'back' position, raising his fists up defensively. Tanya drew her curved blade, holding it by the two grips cut within the blade, as Natalie drew the two daggers. Twirling them within her fingers, she gripped them tightly, eyes darting between several Wolkeins.

Isaac drew his sword, running his other hand down the back of the blade briefly, before he brought it down and said, "Well.. what are we waiting for?"

As if a cue, the Wolkeins finally decided they had waited long enough, one of the closest to them raised its dagger, a raspy cry coming from somewhere on its person. With the others behind it, they all rushed at the Warriors.

The four teens stood their ground, and began deflected attack after attack, sending some of the Wolkeins flying into trees and into large snow drifts.

Kyle's knuckle-dusters collided with the Wolkeins' chest, sending them flying backwards through the air and into trees, some remaining in place, impaled on branch stubs - some even penetrating through both sides of the body.

Tanya's curved blade sliced cleanly through the chests of the Wolkeins' that dare attempt facing her, kicking them back into the snow, the pure white slowly becoming tainted with a deep green.

Isaac and Natalie both sliced across, up and down the bodies of the rushing Wolkeins, impaling themselves on the Warriors' sharpened blades, sometimes more than one at a time in Isaac's case with them piling up with such force against the Warriors.

He threw the Wolkeins aside, striking several more to try and hold them back, briefly glancing behind him, seeing that Matthew was still out of it. Only his Howler's crystal was growing brighter and brighter. "Hurry the fuck up, Matt," He uttered under his breath, punching one Wolkein back, before slicing downward across its torso.

The force of the strike sent it flying back onto the ground, green 'blood' splattering everywhere, across the snow, the trees, even across Isaac's visor - adding to what had splattered there previously.

"We can't hold them all forever…"

"Do…You... Submit?" Matthew's-distorted voice came from the large Blue Wolf, pressing down further against the two smaller wolf's throats, large cuts visible in the chest 'fur'. No blood came from the cuts, but they were visibly deep.

The two pinned Wolves growled and snarled beneath the massive paws crushing their necks and chest. They had stopped trying to get out from under the firm paws, instead settling on small, threatening shows.

The larger Blue Wolf bore down on the navy-furred Wolf, flashing its fangs briefly before nipping harshly on its muzzle, a common display of dominance among Wolves. Or so Matt had seen on the Internet at some point…

The navy Wolf yelped, a number of small cuts across its muzzle, before its ears flicked back and its eyes cast aside, submitting to the larger Wolf.

The Wolf then turned its attention to the other smaller Wolf, the stubborn crimson Wolf still remained defiant, growling up a storm and bearing its teeth.

Removing its paw from crushing down on the Navy Wolf, under the pretense that it wouldn't dare try and attack its better, the Blue Wolf raised it and brought it down across the smaller Wolf's muzzle, slicing through the fur, creating four clean cuts across the muzzle and face.

A yelp cut through the silence of the air, as the Crimson Wolf wriggled after the attack, one of its eyes forced close from one of the cuts slicing over the eye. Its remaining eye was met with a mouthful of fangs and growls, along with the rancid breathing of the larger Wolf.

"I start with one eye.. doesn't mean I stop with them. You have four legs - you don't need all of them," It growled, its eyes boring into the smaller wolf's. For what seemed like an age, the Crimson Wolf remained defiant, growling back with bared teeth.

"I will ask again…do you 'submit'?"

The Wolkeins kept coming and coming, trying to break through the barrier created by the four Warriors, doing their best to block the hoard of foot soldiers. They deflected sword strikes, and kicked back limbs and torsos. Bodies lay in the snow, while some were enclosed in black-and-green smoke and sunk through the earth.

But there was just so many of them…

Kyle was caught by a flying fist from one side after blocking an attack from the other, and fell back from the force, the successful attack gave the Wolkein a chance to strike the downed Warrior. But Isaac quickly moved in, blocking the dagger with his sword and shoulder-barged it back.

He offered his free hand to Kyle, who quickly grabbed a hold of it and pulled himself to his feet, saying, "I'm good."

"Let's just try not to let that happen again," Isaac replied, swiftly turning to block the latest attack, kicking the Wolkein backwards, to which Natalie dug her daggers through the back and threw it to one side. It's body lay on the ground, lifeless.

Kyle simply nodded in agreement, blocking one more attack before throwing a punch of his own, the force of which sending it flying back into a tree, which then led to it falling into the pile of snow.

Tanya sliced across one of the Wolkeins, kicking it back and turned around to face the next one, but something caught her eye. Something.. off white. She quickly turned around, and her eyes widened when she saw what had happened.

One of the Wolkeins must have had more sense that the rest of them, because it had moved around the rest of them rushing in and getting sliced open, moving itself behind the trees they were trying to defend. It seemed very interested in the unconscious Matthew, its head cocking to either side every few seconds, slowly drawing its dagger from behind itself.

She swiftly broke rank, bringing the curved blade down across the back of its neck, slicing clean through, green blood oozing from the cut. It took a few seconds for the head to slowly slide off, its arms falling limp and the dagger itself fell into the snow.

With its headless body falling to the ground, the head rolling across the snow briefly before she turned around to return to help the others. But she was met with the others backing up, trying to close the gap Tanya had left before the Wolkeins could try and get through.

She quickly moved around to get on Natalie's other side, deflecting a few attacks off from Natalie. The attacks were coming in thick and fast, and Tanya knew the others were starting to struggle. If she was growing tired, she was positive the others were as well.

"Guys, get down!"

"What?" Tanya shouted after Kyle exclaimed, but Natalie seemed to know what was going on, she grabbed her shoulder and pulled her down with her. Though she landed awkwardly, she fell to her knees and, through Natalie's hand on her back, she bent forward.

She couldn't see what was going on, but her hearing was soon obscured by the crackle of lightning shattering the silence of the forest, feeling the heat of something rush through the air over her. Though she wasn't sure if she was feeling the source itself or the air growing hot from whatever caused the heat.

The lightning crackling worked its way into her head, obscuring all other noises. She looked up, only able to see the feet of the Wolkeins. Though that all changed when she saw a bright flash of crimson and navy rush over all of the Wolkeins' bodies, rushing down their legs and into the ground, moving onto the next Wolkein, either by ground or by direct transfer.

Their bodies seemed to tense and jitter, a number of daggers falling into the snow, as their bodies started to fall loose, and fall to the ground. Bodies crumbling, before the sound of lightning fell silent and all of the bodies dropped.

Slowly raising her head, she looked across at the other four and asked, "What the hell was that?"

"That…"

Her head picked up and she looked behind. A faint hiss came from the helmet locking into place, and Matthew looking up. "Was me saving your asses."

"That was you?" Tanya asked, looking between the others. Kyle was the first to get to feet, quickly followed by Isaac as they turned around.

Matthew nodded, slowly using the tree as support as he got up. "Did you get them back?" Isaac asked, slowly stepping towards him.

The blue-clad Warrior nodded slowly, bringing one of his hands out in front of him and opened it up. Rolling in his palm briefly, a transparent crimson, perfectly circular crystal sat. And in the middle of the crystal, they could all see a small ornament set in it, vaguely resembling a wolf.

"And the other?" Natalie asked.

"Yeah, got 'em both," Matthew gruffly responded, producing his other open palm and showing the other crystal, a transparent, deep navy circular crystal. Like the crimson crystal, a small wolf ornament sat in the center.

"Good shit man," Isaac said, clasping his hand over Matt's shoulder, smirking under his helmet.

"Yep," Was the response, before he passed the crimson crystal over to the other palm, so both crystals sat in one palm, and he went to pocket them.

But at that very moment, the ground seemed to shake beneath them. Matthew, already been a bit unsteady as it was, leaned back into the tree to prevent himself falling.

"Shit, it's that Fear Fucker," Kyle exclaimed, pointing to the sky. The others followed, and saw a portal tearing through the sky, all clouds forced away to make room. A column of black came firing down from the portal, striking the ground.

Sure enough, the sky started growing darker and darker, like night was drawing it. This wouldn't have fazed most people, considering the location, but the giant creature growing from the base of the column, might have some people concerned.

"Savage, send the Zords. Fear's decided to come here," Isaac said into his Howler.

"Have you secured the other Zords?" Savage's voice asked.

"Got 'em," Matthew called.

The comms were cut off, but Isaac could hear tapping keyboards in the background. They turned their attention back to the Demon, who was slowly drawing closer to their location, like he knew where they were.

Distant howls could be heard, causing both the Warriors and Fear to turn to the source; rushing along the ground, small buildings and cars to get crushed and burst into flames respectively, were the Wolf Zords. All five rushed across the ground, covering it like the distance was nothing.

Fear stopped in his tracks, his sword dragging across the ground to create a large groove in the earth. The Zords flanked around, standing between their Warriors' position and Fear.

"Let's try not to get our ass handed to us this time," Kyle commented dryly, jumping into his Zord before Isaac to respond.

Said Warrior went to grab Kyle, but his hand grabbed thin air, he grunted in annoyance, which elected a chuckle from Tanya. She rolled her eyes before jumping into her Zord. The others quickly followed suite, firmly landing in their respective Zords and begun the Megazord formation sequence.

Not 30 seconds later, the combined Megazord stood before Fear, its Wolf Tail Blade drawn and in hand, as it faced the Demon. A faint sneer formed across the stone-colored face of the Demon, pulling his sword up to both hands and said, "Perhaps now.. you'll be a more worthy use of my time…"

"Shut the fuck up," Isaac responded, the five of them bringing the sword up to both hands and moved forward.

The two titans collided, swords striking one another with strike after slash. Sparks flying with each strike of sword against sword, deflecting and attacking. Fear was the first to break the chain, releasing one hand from the handle, and throwing a punch to the left shoulder of the Megazord.

The force sent the Megazord stumbling back few steps, the teens getting rocked about in the cockpit, quickly righting themselves and getting into a defensive stance. But not before Fear advanced, jabbing his sword forward, the teens barely blocking the attack this time around.

Alternating between striking with his sword and delivering blows with his fists, Fear grabbed onto one of the Megazord's shoulders and threw it aside, sending the whole Megazord to the ground, the earth shaking beneath them. A few of the buildings in the nearby town that were still standing getting knocked down by the earthquake-like shaking.

The teens groaned in the cockpit, the five working in unison to get the Megazord onto its hands and knees, then back to its feet. "This guys really starting to piss me off," Matthew grunted, shaking his head to clear it, resulting in the Megazord's head shaking slightly.

"Then lets end this quickly," Isaac said, leading the charge of holding the sword pointing forward, the others following suite as they began to move forward at speed.

Fear bore his teeth threateningly as the Megazord got back to its feet and rushed at him, bringing his sword in front of him to block the incoming attack. The swords connected, and Fear forced their sword to go flying to the side.

But he didn't expect the incoming punch, delivering a solid collision with the side of his face. He was sent stumbling backwards, several of the spines across his right cheek shattering off and landing on the ground. His sword fell as well, as he fell to one knee to recover.

"That shut that fucker up," Kyle said, rolling his shoulders as they backed up. But the others didn't response, and Kyle followed the gaze the others had with the Megazord.

Fear slowly raised his head to look at the Megazord, a dark look crossing his face - darker than usual. The Megazord took a small step back from the teens' response, as Fear slowly rose to his feet and wiped his jaw with the back of his forearm.

At his full height, Fear stood still for a few seconds before running forward, the earth shaking beneath his steps as he quickly closed the gap between himself and the Megazord. The teens raised the fists to defend themselves and the Megazord, but before Fear reached them, he just…

Vanished. A flash of black light exploded around him, with the sound that the teens thought it was an electrical base drop, and he was gone.

"W.. Where'd he go?" Matthew asked, looking around; the Megazord turning with his movements, looking all around them, but all the scans picked up was the numerous police across the ground, and the several fires that had broken out across the town.

The teens kept their wits about them, tensed up, but they suddenly heard the same electrical drop from behind them and turned. And were met with a powerful punch to the head of the Megazord, the force of which sent the Megazord flying onto the ground.

The teens were rocked about violently in the cockpit, Kyle striking his head against the podium before him, as they came to a stop, kicking up more earth and concrete. Several groans and grunts of pain came from the teens and, led by Isaac, tried pushing themselves up to their feet. "Kyle, you good?" Tanya asked, seeing her friend swaying slightly.

He nodded slowly, shaking his head briefly before looking around. "W.. Whe.. Where'd he…?"

He got his answer through another pair of electronic drops, and a sudden punch to the back of the head of the Megazord; the force of which returned the Megazord to the ground, face first. The force sent the teens rocking around the cockpit, Matthew actually getting dislodged from his position and cables, getting thrown across the cockpit and into the side.

Landing on the ground of the cockpit, Matthew groaned and rolled over onto his back, trying to recover as the others, despite their injures and stars before their eyes, forced the Megazord to its feet again to try and defend themselves. "Matt, you OK?" Kyle called.

"I'm good…" Matthew groaned, rolling back onto his front and pushing up to his hands and knees, before he heard another electronic drop. "Guys, look out!"

But another drop sounded, and the other four started exclaiming and shouting in pain - judging by the level of it, it was severe. Matthew quickly scrambled to his feet, his steps unsteady from the Megazord rocking, and tried to get back into position. But the moment he did, a massive burning sensation seemed to bolt itself into his right shoulder.

Exclaiming in pain with a shout, his other arm flew to the shoulder and held it firmly, forced to one knee, like the others, and several scans suddenly popped up on his visor to reveal what had done.

Fear had appeared behind them, sword in hand, and currently stabbed into the point where the Blue Beta arm connected to the Red Alpha torso of the Megazord. Only now, where the right arm should be, there was just a few chunks of metal jutted out, along with Fear's sword wedged through some metal plates and wires.

The entire right arm, hand and all, lay on the ground, sparks flying form the shoulder joint and torn metal plating laying around the arm. The lifeless palm fell flat against the ground, its fingers unmoving. All that was present, more than anything else, was the series of pained howls coming from the titans, a pair of them sounding more pain-filled and angered that the others.

"I was never one for a fair fight…" Fear's voice echoed around the Megazord's cockpit, before the five teens felt as though the sword was being removed from their very arms, and a kick to the back of the Megazord sent them falling forward. More chunks of metal fell from the forcefully disconnected joint, and the Megazord fell still.

"Fuck…" Isaac groaned, his hand slowly unclasping his shoulder as he tried to assess the situation; but found he struggled to move his right arm, so settled on using his left to go through the various scans. "We.. We've lost the right arm entirely.. several large areas of damage across the whole fucking thing."

"Not shit Einstein…" Matthew grunted, clenching his fist and trying to push them up to get the Megazord back up, but didn't have as much success as before. "Couldn't tell."

"What are we going to do? We can't fight him.. one-handed…" Tanya commented, trying to lift up like Matthew, but exactly like him, she failed to do so.

Outside the Megazord, as it was struggling to stay on its knees and single hand digging into the ground, Fear prowled around it, bringing his sword up to rest on his shoulder as he eyed up the wounded Megazord. "There's something you should know, Warriors…" He said, eventually coming to stop before the metal head of the Megazord, and slowly knelt down to one knee before it. Bringing the sword down again, the tip came up to rest on the Megazord's chin, slowly raising it up again to get it to look at him.

"…You are never going to win. I will destroy you, before my 'Master' has that privilege."

The sword flicking to the side, resulting in more chunks of metal falling to the ground, as he rose to his feet once more and raised his sword up with both hands. Turning the blade around so it was facing downward, he brought it up higher to bring down through the Megazord's torso.

And that would've been the end of the Megazord…

If there hadn't been an intervention.

Just as he was to bring the sword down, jolts of crimson and navy lightning shot into his back, causing him to shout in pain as he was thrown to the side, his sword flying through the air and coming to rest beside the Megazord, digging into the ground beside the Megazord's remaining hand. Getting back to his feet quickly, Fear turned, a growl ripping through his face as he turned to face the source.

Coming to a stop, the two Lightning Zords glared down the giant Demon, each seemingly bristling with their respective colored lightning, like they were about to shoot more sparks at any second.

"Th.. The Lightning Zords…" Matthew exclaimed, eventually turning the Megazord around on its knees to look across at where the blasts had come from. Upon seeing the two Zords standing before Fear, Matthew quickly reached behind him to reclaim the crystals he had stored.

Sure enough, he opened his palm again and saw the two crystals, only this time, the pair were glowing their respective colors. He looked between the two Zords in the distance, and back to the crystals. Closing his fingers around them, he slowly pushed himself to his feet, using his podium as support, and leaned into it.

The others watching him, Matthew placed the navy crystal to the left side, while the crimson one was placed on the right. Each was locked into place, and pulsed briefly. "Alright, fuckers, let's see if you've remembered your lesson," He grunted, gripping his podium tightly.

Both pairs of eyes pulsed on the Lightning Zords, and they looked at one another, briefly dipping their heads, and rushing either side of Fear. The Demon brought himself to a defensive stance, but suddenly felt something grabbed his ankle. Looking down, the Megazord had grabbed a hold of his ankle and pulled sharply.

The force sent Fear crashing into the ground, allowing the Megazord to finally gather the energy to force itself to stand. With Matthew leading, the others followed suite and managed to help the Megazord up. Despite its lack of a right arm, they managed to get it up.

"Get ready guys," Matthew warned, as the two Lightning Zords rushed either side and drew closer to the Megazord. The eyes of the Megazord flashed a brief yellow, just as the Lightning Wolves were within striking distance.

-Megazord Sequence-

The head and remaining arm disconnected from the main Megazord, the eyes flashing yellow briefly before disconnecting. The torn and broken shoulder joint had several shards of panels and internal metal removed, leaving it clean like the opposite connecting point.

The Crimson and Navy Wolves moved to either side of the Megazord; Crimson to the left and Navy to the right. Both of their back legs folded into slots in their flanks, and their upper bodies wriggled forward, giving them an elbow point for the Megazord. The front arms folded into the chest, as its head locked into place, level with their backs. Ears folded back, flush with the head.

Both of the Zords identical, but mirrored, connected to the shoulder ports of the Megazord's torso, a faint hiss and steam pouring out when they connected. The muzzle parts of the Lightning Zords disconnected, spinning around each other above the Megazord's head. Fusing together to form an open face helmet, and came down on its head. Locking into place, the built-in faceguard fused with the helmet, keeping the metal face partially covered.

The normally yellow eyes flashed a brief crimson and navy, each in the respective side of the Zords.

-Megazord Sequence Ends-

Fear looked across at the new Megazord that stood before him, trying to stare him down. But he let out a dry laugh as he brought his sword back up to his shoulder. "It doesn't matter what you use or what you look like. I'll still cut you down to size."

"Let's put this fucker in this place," Matthew said, the others looking to him, Isaac included, and followed his lead as they began walking the Megazord towards Fear. The wrists of the Megazord, which were actually the necks of the two Lightning Zords, twisted slightly back and forth, the Warriors testing out these new weapons at their disposal.

As they drew closer, small jolts of lightning began to focus around the Lightning Wolf's heads, both in their respective colors.

Matthew looked down at one of his hands, and clenched his fist tightly, not sure if he was seeing this, but he was sure the fist was getting covered in vague electrical shards. He quickly looked back up, and saw they were closing in. "Get ready," Matthew called to the others.

"You're taking this one, Matt," Isaac said, getting a few looks from the others for a few seconds. Matthew included, before returning their attention to the task at hand.

"Thanks.. I guess," Was the response from the teen, before raising both his fists. The others followed suite, resulting in the Megazord copying their movements, raising its electricity-charged fists as they reached Fear.

The two titans collided, the Megazord throwing the first punch, Fear crossed his arms, blocking the attack, but electric shards transferred through the armor, shocking around the Demon's forearms. The Megazord pulled back, throwing the Crimson head at Fear.

The hit connected with Fear's chest, letting a dull, echoing thud sound out around the area, a faint dent forming in the armor and electrical shards transferring. Fear grunted at the hit, stepping back briefly to recover, but the Megazord pressed its advances.

Punch after punch was thrown, Fear attempting to step back and avoid the punches, but the Megazord was moving faster.

In the cockpit, the teens all moved as one, the cables tensing up and assisting them, keeping their movements in sync. The occasional grunt and exclaim came from the teens, as they focused on Fear. The visor of the Megazord was focused on Fear, giving the Warriors holographic guide their punches.

Grabbing a hold of the battered Fear's shoulders, Matthew grit his teeth and drove his knee up. The others followed seamlessly. The Megazord followed slowly, driving the knee upward. Fear's face collided with its knee, shards of metal and his facial spines shattering and falling to the ground.

Fear reeled back, stumbling from the sensation passing through him, trying to get himself together. "I.. will not be beaten by you petty humans!" He snarled, shaking his head and shifted into a fighting stance.

"What else can these things do?" Kyle asked, turning his wrists around slowly.

Matt turned to look at Kyle, before looking down at the two crystals that sat on his podium. "Guys, hold this defense," He said, pulling himself free of the locks and reached for the crystals, the others keeping the stance, and walked the Megazord towards Fear.

He tapped the crystals briefly, and locked himself back into the stance, feeling a surge pass through his arms. At his gesture, the others stopped walking and the Megazord grinded to a halt. Matt flexed his fingers briefly, before clenching his fists and slowly rose his forearms up.

The others followed, with the Megazord copying their movements, the forearms raising slowly, and coming to a stop once they were facing Fear. Several large hisses sounded across the Megazord, and sections expanded, locking sections into place.

The heads of the Lightning Wolf Zords split down the middle, and moved backwards and apart a short distance. This revealed a short, stumpy cannon end.

"I fucking like this," Matthew said under his breath, a holographic representation of what was happening on both fists. The others looked to him and, after getting a slight nod from Isaac, Matthew looked back to Fear.

"Let's see how you like this, you Demon Bastard." He clenched his fists again, and called out, "Double-Barrel Lightning Strike!"

"Patent pending," Kyle whispered.

"Charging up," Tanya reported, two bar chart-like programs showing up on her HUD, and both reached the maximum level at the exact same time.

On the outside, the dark interior of the cannon ends slowly started to glow the respective colors of the two Zords, electricity sparking between the split Zord heads to the ball of energy.

Fear noticed the building energy around the great metal being, and took a step back. He clenched his fists slowly, and brought them out to cross his front, confident he could block whatever these Warrior-wannabes could throw at him.

"Ready?" Matt asked.

"Ready," Tanya confirmed.

"Fire!"

A slowly building energy echo came from the two cannon tips. and moments later, two solid beams of energy came firing forward, sparks flying all around the columns, electrifying the air as it barreled towards Fear.

The columns connected with Fear's crossed forearms, the Demon digging his feet into the ground, kicking up large masses of dirt as the energy blasts pushed against him. Small chunks of his armor broke off due to heat, and despite his best efforts to hold against it, Fear knew this wasn't going to hold long.

Gritting his teeth tightly, to the point where he was sure they were going to break, he snapped his fingers sharply. The familiar sound of the electric base drop echoed around the area, and the cannon blasts suddenly didn't have a target.

They continued straight ahead, cutting through the air like a knife through water. The cannons fired for a few seconds longer, before suddenly ending. The barrels were glowing white hot, and smoldering slightly.

The teens slowly lowered their hands to their sides, the Megazord copying their movements, the split heads of the Wolf Zords slowly folding back into place.

"You think we got him?" Natalie asked.

"I don't think we've seen the last of him…" Isaac replied gravely.

~Epilogue~

"So, what've we got here?" E asked, raising the police tap across the entrance to the hospital, holding it up for the other two people to come in after him.

One of them, a female police officer, said, "Six of your men, now casualties. Two survivors and eye witnesses, both your people."

"Where are they?" The other person, another agent asked. He wore a white shirt and black tie, with a grey suit jacket over top. His polished shoes reflected the lights of the hospital's ceiling.

"Officer Philips will take you to them," The officer replied, gesturing to a male officer standing beside of one of the doors. The named officer stepped forward.

"You got this?" The agent asked, briefly glancing back to E.

"When haven't I?" E responded, before adding, "I'll be fine, A."

The agent known as 'A' briefly nodded, before looking to Philips and gestured for him to lead the way. A left with Philips through a set of double doors, before E looked to the female officer.

"Let's go."

The officer continued down the corridor, E beside her, as they walked through the corridor. All throughout their walk, all they could hear was the constant chatter of police radios and various pairs of Division 13 soldiers walking back and forth.

When they eventually got one section of the hospital, which had yet more police tape restricting areas off, specifically around the massive hole in both the wall and floor. Rubble lay everywhere, and large pools of blood were visible on the other side of the hole.

"Shit," Was all E said. He pulled his hands from his trouser pockets, which they had found themselves in during the walk, and crouched down, getting a closer look at the damage, and into the dark of the lower floor.

He looked over the entire hole briefly, before looking up and down the corridor, muttering to himself, "Cameras.. pair of 'em… No one's been down there since this happened, have they?" E asked, getting back to his feet and looking to the officer.

"No, we've had this area cornered off from all but essential personal," The officer replied, her arms folded across her chest.

"Good.. good," E said, nodding slowly. Reaching into his jacket, he pulled a small flashlight and flicked it on, shining it into the hole, before proceeding to step under the police tape and on the other side.

"What are you doing?" The officer asked sharply, unfolding her arms and stepping forward slightly. E turned back to look at the officer.

"Investigating," He responded plainly.

"By yourself?" She asked.

"I prefer doing it that way," E replied, before he slowly leaned closer over the hole and shone his light into the lower levels, turning it around slowly, trying to get as good a view as he could.

With all the area he shone the light, the majority of what he saw was just the rubble that had formed from whatever had created this hole, and what he assumed was the hole in the side of the building.

"Do we know what's supposed to be down here?" He asked, a faint echo forming from the hole. He was practically hanging from at this stage.

"From what we've been told, it's just storage. Spare computers and stuff like that," She replied, moving around the taped off area to get a better look at what the agent was looking at.

"Well, there's been a lot more than just storage down here…" E muttered under his breath, slowly moving his torch to shine down one side of the corridor that lay beneath.

The officer moved around again, getting a look down the corridor end the torch was shining down, her eyes widening and she stepped back a little. With the torch shining on them, several pairs of footsteps could be seen, bright green in colour, and looked like they were made of a strange substance.

Putting the torch against his mouth, holding onto it firmly, E shifted his legs over the edge of the hole and shifted off of the edge, resulting in a short fall and a solid landing on the ground. Standing up fully again, E carefully moved around the multiple trails of footsteps, checking where he was stepping for ones he might have missed.

"Ten pairs.. maybe eleven…" E muttered to himself, shining his torch all around, his lips moving soundlessly as he spoke to himself. "Whatever they are, they need to be found…"

And here we have the latest chapter to the Wolf Pack saga. Hope you guys enjoy this; please remember to R&R :)

As always, chapter was Beta'd by Charlotte 'Charlie' Hartley, and I am forever grateful to them for helping me.

-Nf991 signing out, 'til next time.