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I WAS GOING TO TAKE DOWN THE LAST CHAPTER AS SOON AS THE ASS KNOWN AS LARRY(WHATEVER NUMBER HE HAS THIS TIME) STOPPED BEING A RANGING CUNT, BUT FUCK IT. HE HAS NOTHING BETTER TO DO, THEN I WON'T PUT ANY EFFORT INTO IT. Fuck you Larry971, Larry5798, Larry(Guest) and Larry445
The AxED man
As Double D stared at the severed head in his lap he could only wonder who would risk their lives to save his.
Only two people came to mind.
The first was Ed. For obvious reasons it could not be him. He was currently fighting a bunch of these…beasts.
The second was Sarah…who was currently unconscious.
Looking up he saw that whoever saved him was currently busy. He; or she he thought to himself, was swinging a fireman's ax. Whoever the mystery person was they were keeping the werewolves away. Guess they don't want to lose their heads. Had the situation not been so dire he might have laughed.
The mysterious figure then reached into their waist a pulled out something shiny. The opposing man-wolf just swatted at it. It went flying a few feet. It seemed his hero would have to settle on just the ax.
He turned his attention back to Sarah.
Rushing to her side he checked her for injuries. After a quick check he saw that she had no sprains or broken bones. Thank heavens for advanced health class. There was however the slight chance of a concussion, but it being night he couldn't be sure. Curse this lighting.
Turning his attention back to his savior he paled.
Whoever they were, they were not in a good situation.
One of the man-like werewolves had gotten their hands on the ax mid-swing. He was currently using one hand to overpower the axe men. While it seemed as if the ax man was using every ounce of strength available to push, the wolf-man didn't even seem to be straining.
The use of one hand and laughter was a dead giveaway.
That was when he had realized something.
All of the wolves' attentions were on that ax man; I could take Sarah and leave. A second thought occurred. I could get out of here faster on my own just like Eddy. Just…like…Eddy.
Double had never felt as low in his life as he had then. His thought of abandoning her to the wolves (pun not intended) made him feel sick.
Ed's selflessness was still fresh in his mind.
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"Double D." Spoke Ed in a rarely seen serious manner. "I want you to take Sarah and run."
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.
Ed was sacrificing himself so that both he and Sarah could make it out alive. Now this stranger was doing no less.
He had to make a choice. Turning back toward the scuffle, he analyzed the situation. The ax was discarded as the wolf man held the ax man a foot off the ground with one hand. He heard the wolf-man talk.
"Hasn't any one ever told you?" He asked the ax man. "Don't mess with the best."
He made a choice.
Running forward he picked up the pipe. "Well YOU have yet," He pulled his arms back. "To MESS with the REST." He swung.
Only to be caught in the man-wolf's hand.
"Was that it?" He asked.
"He said the REST." Shouted an angry voice.
Turning their heads was difficult but the managed. What they saw surprised them.
Sarah was running toward them at a full sprint. When she was five feet away she acted. Using her momentum she jumped. Extending her foot she went for a flying kick.
The man-wolf's hands were too full to protect him.
Her kick landed…
…right between his legs.
Even Double D winced. Werewolf or not he was still a male. That was a spot that brought pain to ALL men.
There was only one outcome from that situation.
He released both Double and the ax man as he fell unto his knees. He then cradled his very hurt man/wolf hood as he groaned.
He never noticed the ax come down on his head.
The ax man picked up the ax as Double D picked up his pipe. Sarah simply raised her fist; they're dangerous enough on their own, Double D thought. The three turned their attention to the three remaining wolves.
"Enough!" Shouted a booming voice. It was full of power and anger.
It froze all three humans in raw fear. The two remaining man wolves seemed to be a bit nervous.
All five turned toward the hulking monster as he stepped forward. It wasn't like in the movies Ed had made them watch.
The creature moving toward over them at seven maybe even eight feet tall. Its body was rippled with muscle that was covered in brown fur. Its claws were an inch long and razor sharp attached to paws that looked as if it could crush them. It probably could. Its muzzle carried a set of sharp teeth covered in saliva. Its eyes were an eerie yellow that glowed with hate.
"We can handle them." Spoke a man-wolf.
"Like Betas and Subordinates?" he growled.
"The Betas went in one at a time and the Subordinates were new to fighting." The other tried to reason.
"Full moon! Three subordinates! Two Betas!" He practically roared. Wolves don't roar, he reminded himself.
As the werewolves continued to argue among themselves Double D took the opportunity to look at the ax man. Ax women. He corrected himself as his eyes wondered to his chest. She was wearing a dark, thin hooded coat and a scarf on her face and…shorts. Had the situation not been dire he would have remarked on the unevenness.
Their eyes met as he stared at her. She had a raised eyebrow and he realized he was staring. As he tried mumble out an apology he saw her making hand motions. He shook his head and shrugged his shoulders to show he did not understand.
She pointed toward the item that was knocked out of her hand. Pulling her hand back she made a fist. Using her index finger and thumb she made a check. He nodded in understanding.
Slowly, as slowly as he could he moved toward Sarah. Neither took their eyes off the beasts until he made the same signal. She nodded.
All three turned back to the wolves.
"We can end this." He gestured between himself and his small comrade. "Two Betas are enough."
"Enemy mine." He spoke "Mine alone." He looked at the three humans.
It was time to end this.
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