this was so much fun to write. one more chapter, and then on to the sequel! if i have the patience.

tip: don't get into facebook fights while on an adrenalin rush. seriously, i have no self-esteem right now.


Twenty minutes until the full moon.

There were more then expected, small groups quickly turning into one large wave that seemed to know exactly what to do. The signals passed through them in a wave, as if silently ordering them to take position.

Brother Blood, in his long robes, stepped forward, followed by a large, burly man name Mammoth. Trailing behind them was Madame Rouge, who snapped at her follower, Cheshire, and left the chastised girl with the army.

"Bruce, old friend, must it really come to this?" he asked, although his eyes glinted with a calm blood thirst. "You could always just hand her over. Save your family from certain doom…" his eyes drifted over them.

Garfield barked warningly, stepping in front of them and pushing on Blood's legs as if to tell him to stay back.

"Stupid dog." He spat, kicking the dark canine to the side. With a yelp, Garfield flew into Victor, who glared at his old enemy as his friend shook the snow from his fur. "So what do you say?"

"No." Dick dead-panned.

"You are not thinking clearly Richard… stop letting petty emotions get in your way." Madame Rouge said in her thick accent.

"No." he repeated, a little louder this time.

"So be it… Old friend?" Brother Blood turned to Bruce, who stood stoic through the entire exchange.

"I must agree with Richard." Brother Blood sighed loudly, shaking his head. Turning his back to Bruce, he walked through the ever growing sea of white and nodded to Mammoth, who bellowed orders to the creatures. The evil glint in their eyes reflected in every pair, showing to the world what they really were. Monsters.

Fifteen minutes until the full moon.

Kori screeched, feeling as though she was going to overflow. Alice nodded, understanding what was wrong. At the moment, Kori kicked out her feet, feeling so restless that she twisted in ways she didn't think possible.

Her stomach was doing back flips and her nerves tingled. The adrenalin rush was intense and making her edgy. Slamming her head against the wall, she pressed hard against it, arching her chest upwards.

"Okay then, don't break your neck. That would be bad." Alice said, placing her hand on Kori's shoulder. "Only a few more hours, then it'll go away…"

"A few more hours? I do not think I will survive these few minutes." She wailed, standing up and pacing.

A low, feral growl sounded from outside the door. Bree was obviously trying to warn them of something.

"The fight is starting." Alice tensed, before clearing her throat and sitting the pacing girl back in her seat. She would protect Kori from them… from the monsters.

Ten minutes until midnight

Dick slammed his arm into someone's stomach, forcing them into another. He couldn't tell the difference. They were all one swarm, moving together, fighting together. They had done worse damage to him then he managed to do to them. He punched one in the face, feeling the porcelain crack when his fist connected with its nose. His attacker was sent stumbling blindly as he clutched his nose.

Suddenly, the ground vanished as Dick was picked up and thrown across the wave. They reached up, grasping onto him and pulling him down into the dark wave. Already covered on bite marks, Dick didn't want to lose a limb. Wrenching his arm free, he threw a punch at one randomly, knocking over two in the process.

He spotted some fall to the ground as their knees gave way, and were pulled back by some strange fighter, but Dick didn't care. Better for him.

Another signal, another tactic. As they pressed together like a wall, he noticed Billy, closely followed by his twin, Billy. Launching blindly, he managed to grab hold of someone's shoulder, tearing out a chunk of marble skin. He could hear some cries for help as more were dragged to the ground by this un-seen friend. Or was it a foe?

Someone kicked his, knocking him into a thin, skinny man. His hair was a gray-white and his eyes old with age, somehow calm in the never ending sea of fangs and snarls. The old man moved quickly, and back-handed Dick across the face. Dick could've sworn he'd heard his jaw crack.

Clutching his jaw to keep it from setting wrong, he tried to fight off the attacks that seemed to be coming from everywhere. Chaos ensued as the old man grabbed hold of Dick's collar. Breathing in the boy's face, he opened his mouth to reveal ice-white fangs that were so long the curved slightly. Dick shut his eyes, and waited for his head to be torn off.

Five minutes until mid-night.

Garfield felt his pulse quicken. This was it! He could feel it in his veins. He snapped blindly at legs, swirling around, dodging on his four feet to try and escape the kicks that could easily snap his spine.

If only Dad could see him now. He used to be called 'use-less' by his father. But not anymore. He was a part of something, and fighting to protect it. His adrenalin spiked as he leaped on one, digging his teeth deep in the flesh before tearing out a chunk. The lost skin left the monsters ribcage exposed, along with his stomach. The dead thud of his heart higher up signalled that he was close to killing it.

In a moment of blind, adrenaline fuelled rage, he slammed his fore-paws down on its chest, smashing the chest so it went con-cave. The ice heart shattered under his paws.

He, Garfield Logan, the innocent puppy left abandoned on the side of the road, had just killed.

One minute until mid-night.

Something had yanked the old man off of Dick, and was dragging it back to the trees. The small form slammed him into the tree, forcing the poor birch to crack. White wood splinters flew everywhere as she hissed in his face, making him growl in return.

Someone spun him around, shaking him out of his trance. Dick raised his hand with lightning speed to break his attackers jaw when-

"Dude, careful." Wally said, pointing with his thumb over his shoulder. "I just saved your butt. Seriously stop day-dreaming." Laughed the wind as it raced off to the recovering creatures. Dick shook his head. Right. He chastised himself no day-dreaming.

Mid-night.

Garfield felt his chest swell and his muscles lock. His hind legs grew longer to those of a human, although he was still in wolf form. He felt his paws grow into more humanoid fingers and his claws extend. Standing up on hind legs, he found himself perfectly balanced.

Leaning back, he howled loudly, feeling more invigorated than ever. He was no longer a runt, towering above most at about seven and a half feet tall. Taking a wobbly step forward, he threw one to the side, watching it take down more. A terrifying grin spread wide across his face as he howled again, stomping back into battle.

Ten minutes after mid-night.

Bruce tried his best to guard the door, but he was over-whelmed when about five young vampires covered him. Washing over him like a wave, he toppled to the ground, tearing one off only for it to be replaced with two more.

Through the throng of battling bodies, he could just make out Brother Blood striding confidently over his thrashing attempt to get the writhing attackers off him.

Brother Blood was followed by Madame Rouge, whose smiling apprentice followed closely behind. Gizmo, who'd lasted all of on e day, was killed for being useless, and replaced almost instantly by the girl with a Cheshire grin. Although she surely wouldn't last long, seeing as they didn't get along very well.

"Stop smiling!" Rouge snapped, her red eyes glowering in fury.

"Blood…" Bree hissed, knocking on the door to notify her friends of the impending threat. It was hard to not notice the over-whelming smell of human that wafted from the room. That and the painful shuffling noises coming from the pacing girl.

"Move." Brother Blood ordered.

"no." she growled, clenching her hands into fists. But she was knocked to the side easily like a ragdoll. The smiling apprentice leapt on her, holding her down and smashing her face into the ground.

"There, there kitty." She smiled.

Twenty-five minutes after mid-night.

The door splintered as the final kick broke it in half. Alice breathed in deeply and began singing a melodic tune, moving with snake-like charm and grace.

"Human." He snarled, although his eyes with glazed over in a dream-like trance, he stepped forward threateningly. His steps wobbled and his eyelids slowly began to droop…

"No!" Madame Rouge ordered, launching herself at the Siren. Kori cried out as Rouge's fangs buried themselves in Alice's flesh. A small stream of blood drizzled from the vampire's lips as Alice's song abruptly changed to a gurgling squeal.

Kori's screeches grew louder until they made her head hurt. Her wails of terror quickly paralyzed Madame Rouge, whose jaw unlocked from Alice's neck. Both fell to the ground, as one convulsed in a rapidly growing puddle of satin red.

Someone rushed in and wrapped their hand around her mouth, staring her in the eyes. Raven's purple eyes calmed Kori slightly, but her terror filled whimpers never ceased.

Thirty minutes after mid-night.

The Wave began to panic. Wails and cries were spilling out of the house, paralyzing those who were close to it. The signals were mixed up along the way and some began tot turn on themselves.

"It's nothing personal…" the strange figure sing-songed as she kicked Mammoth with surprising force. The large man tumbled as she swept his feet out from under him.

"Wally, cover me?" he called.

"Of course!" he called. The waves began to twist in strange, parting groups as they tumbled to run away.

But the figure was there first, tearing Billy down at throwing him to the ground.

"Why hello there…" Wally smiled. The girl stopped, not turning to acknowledge him, and nodded, racing off to fight. "Who's the cute fighter?"

"Dick?"

Thirty-five minutes after midnight.

"Kori!" Dick called, racing down the hallway. Raven stood over Alice, whose eyes had glazed over, although she was still breathing. "Jay!" Raven held him back, pushing him towards Kori. He noticed the crumpled bodies or Blood and Rouge, who were currently lying in a heap in the corner.

"Kori…" she instinctively curled towards him, grabbing his torn shirt collar and hugging him close.

"Please, do not leave me… never leave me…" she sobbed.

"I won't… I promise." He said, holding her protectively against his chest. But over her shoulder, he could see Alice, lying on the floor bleeding to death as she transformed. He could still remember the creature Bree had explained, spewing pus and venom and reeking of bile and rot. Would that happen to his innocent Mockingjay?

He could see the crumpled bodies stirring, and he instantly stiffened. But Bree was there before he could tear their throats out. She threw a few lighted matches on the pile, watching as the pile quickly illuminated the already bright room harshly. Dark tendrils of smoke curled up almost instantly as the pungent smell hit them.

"Gross…" She curled up her nose.

Kori's eyes flickered closed for a second, but were brought back open as the smoky smell began to choke them.

"Richard…" she groaned, hugging him closer.

"I know…" he cooed softly, looking down the hall. The room was beginning to fill with smoke, and he knew they couldn't stay for long. But could he risk going down the hall? Would more be waiting outside for him?

Taking his chances, he sprinted through the black smog, tearing open the door to the stairwell with one hand. Somehow, Raven had snuck in ahead of him, and he could see her trying to keep her mouth shut. Alice was leaving a trail of scarlet behind her.

"Kori, I need you to stay awake… Star?" but she didn't answer, instead just curling up against his chest. Nuzzling him like a cat would, she mumbled something and fell back to sleep.

Through the windows he could see the confused vampires, stumbling blindly as the hold Brother Blood had snapped in two. Some crumpled to the floor while others raged on. But without orders, they were quickly diminishing to small un-organised punches. Quickly taken care of with a punch or a snarl, they seemed to just be following each other, screeching in fear.

Forty-five minutes after mid-night.

"Dick…" Kori mumbled. Opening one eye slowly, she could just make out Richards dark form. He was pulling on a jacket, why? She thought. He was holding car keys as well…

But her eyelids were so heavy… couldn't she just sleep a little longer.

"It's okay, just go back to sleep." He whispered. She smiled slightly before closing her eyes.

The last thing she felt, was his lips pressed against her forehead, and then everything was numb.


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