As we headed toward the forest, I notched an arrow in the bow, taking aim and firing at a tree. I hit it dead on, smiling at the results. "Looks like we might just have a level playing field with the hunters." I said, walking up to the tree and pulling the arrow from its bark. I notched the same arrow and aimed at a bird perched on a tree branch. But I sighed, shooting the arrow toward the branch next to is and scaring it away. The arrow had ended up knocking the branch straight from the tree. I reached down and grabbed the arrow, setting it back in the quiver. "Good aim." He said. I nodded, following his lead through the forest. Fifteen minutes later, and we reached a small ally- way across from what appeared to be a deserted road. As we crossed into the ally, I noticed the sounds of what seemed like fighting. "Damn it, Erica." He muttered. I looked up at him. "What?" I asked. He was silent, leading me down a small flight of stairs into the basement of a building. As we walked down the stairs, we walked into a spacious room, holding an old subway car. Lights hung from the ceiling, providing enough illumination to see that the entire place was old, and abandoned- minus the two fighting werewolves in the open floor space. Erica and Isaac had shifted, and were fighting each other tooth and nail. But after looking closely, I noticed that they were smiling. "They're sparring." I muttered, watching their lighting-fast movements.
"Erica! Isaac!" Derek yelled, getting their attention. They stopped dead, looking up at him. "What? We were just playing." Erica said. Isaac looked up at me and smiled. "Hey Selene!" He said matter of factly. For whatever reason, he seemed to be laughing on the inside, like it was some kind of private joke. I glanced up at Derek, who seemed to be fuming. 'What hell was going on?' I thought. Is it… territorial or something? Was Isaac trying to get at Derek through me? I rolled my eyes, running a hand through my hair and looking at the floor. Boyd leaned against a wall, a few feet away. Suddenly, Derek spoke, and I could hear a smile in his voice. "Fine- if your going to spar, why not spar with Selene?" He said. I looked up. "Why not? I think I'm up for round three." Isaac said. I blinked, setting the bow and quiver against the wall. I cracked my knuckles and my neck, stepping up to Isaac as Erica leaned against another set of stairs on the opposite wall. As he charged me like before, I front kicked him in the stomach, watching him fly backwards. He landed with a loud thud, huffing as the wind was knocked out of him. Suddenly Erica jumped on me, surprise attacking me from behind. I elbowed her in the stomach and felt her fall to the floor. I turned and watched Isaac get back up, trying to charge me again. I stepped to the side and close-lined him with the bridge of my arm, watching as he fell back, choking due to the fact that I most likely temporarily collapsed his trachea. I turned back on Erica as I heard her get to her feet, and knocked her out with a simple shot to the temple. I sighed looking over at Boyd. "You wanna go?" I asked, somewhat bored at my lack of trued competition. He shook his head, eyebrows raised as he watched his pack-mates writhe in pain. I sighed, looking down at my two latest victims, who lay trying to regain themselves. I walked back over to Derek, who stood against the wall, watching is betas with a close eye.
"How can we expect them to fight off the Kanima when they can't even fight of another werewolf?" He said into my ear. I looked up at him. "Simple- if they can get an open shot it, then we may have accomplished something. Otherwise, they run like hell. And even then, say it is Jackson, I'll be the one with the syringe. I'll have a better shot at injecting the Kanima with the wolfs bane." I said. "And to be fair, I've had quite a few training sessions when it comes to fighting. I mean, I beat you didn't I?" I said, looking up at him. "I let you win." He said matter of factly. Even then though, I heard just the slightest blip in his pulse. I smiled to myself, knowing he was lying. "Sure." I muttered, watching the rest of the pack momentarily.