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~ Sarah H.
"No!" I yelled, my voice strong and steady. "
"Quiet, Chloe!" Derek whispered in my ear. He held me closer, shielding me from the Alpha's piercing eyes. I could feel his heart pounding against his chest.
"I won't let them kill you, Derek!" I whispered frantically back. Did he still want to die? What the hell was his problem?
"Beta, get the girl!" the Alpha yelled.
I looked at whom the Alpha called Beta. Beta? So there's a Beta now? I peered around; there were around ten werewolves in the chamber, all massive and sinister looking. We were obviously out numbered. Would we make it?
"Stay away from her!" Derek growled. He held me so tight that I was almost sure my lungs would burst. He looked at me and must of seen my face turning into a ominous shade of blue, because he loosened his grip immediately. "Sorry," he mumbled.
The Beta tore across the chamber, fists ready, with a menacing scowl on his face. Derek completely let go of me, and hit him hard in the face, blood splattering across the beautiful floor. Other members braced themselves for a good fight and ran towards Derek.
What do I do, what do I do, what do I do!? I couldn't just stand there!
Will ran into the chamber, and took down a good couple of werewolves. Derek was struggling with the Beta, and the Alpha just stood there, watching the whole was scene like a movie.
A werewolf came running towards me. I sucked in a scream, knowing that if I did, Derek or Will would come to my defense, and they pretty much had their hands full at the moment. And I did not want to be defended. Something inside me wanted to take him down. I wanted to do something. I had to do something. Yes, it was stupid, but something told me that it was the right way to go. I psyched myself up, ready for the sure pain I was about to face, when I automatically hit him hard, and when I say hard, I really mean hard. I heard a disgusting crack, and he toppled forward, rubbing his jaw and moaning at the pain.
Wait, did I just do that?
I starred at my bloody fist in wonder. How did I do that? I don't remember working out; and my arms were just too weak. Was this part of my new werewolf powers? Whoa. Cool? I didn't know what to think.
But I couldn't help but smile. I felt...strong. Powerful even. Really powerful. Even though I was a bit creeped out from all this werewolf stuff, it kinda felt good. And now, it was a perfect time to put my super awesome werewolf powers to use.
In breaking from my weird trance, another member came at me. I heard Derek and Will yell my name in the distance, but now I was in a totally different place. I was in the groove, with my inner wolf, taking down whoever tried to mess with me. I took a swing, and punched him hard on his face, making him stumbled the slightest. He raised his fist slowly, for the intended suspense, but I quickly kicked him in the groin, making him wince. His face twisted with anger, and punched me hard in the face.
Everything started to blur.
No! Fight it, you idiot!, my inner self screeched. I groaned in annoyance.
I tried to steady myself, and just as I found my feet, he took another swing. I dodged it, and sent my fist flying en route to his face, breaking his nose. He tumbled backward and hit the ground. Derek ran to me, and I could tell that he hid a smile.
"Wow," he said with amazement.
"Yeah, I guess it is kinda 'wow'," I said, stifling a giggle. He starred at me with his bright green eyes, and I couldn't help but look at them. They shone with so much emotion, I almost cried.
This couldn't be the end.
"Uh, guys, problem here." Will said from the distance. I broke away from Derek's stare, and looked around me.
They were everywhere. We were surrounded by the Pack. Oh crap.
The Alpha stood in the circle that his Pack made around us, and smiled wickedly.
"Take out the trash," he said.
"No," I whispered. I put my shaking hand to my mouth. Derek put his arm around me, holding me close to his body, and whispered things I couldn't understand.
"What's that you say?" the Alpha said, his piercing eyes almost stinging me.
The Alpha walked toward me, slowly, creating a rush of fear through me. He leaned forward, "It seems as if you know this man-eater." he said the word with disgust. "Why would a special little girl like you know a man-eater?"
"He is not a m-man eater." I said irritably, but, nevertheless, the fear apparent in my voice.
"No? Do you have proof?"
I starred at him, his blue eyes blazing. I chewed on my lip, shaking nervously. No, I didn't have proof. I looked up at Derek. He was starring into the distance, any hope had left, simply blown away. I tried to concentrate on a finding a strategy, a plan, an excuse. Anything to get us out of here. Alive.
"Seems like you don't," the Alpha said, the sarcastic sadness heavy in his deep voice.
I had to think of something, fast. They were going to kill Derek, possibly Will, and me? I had no idea what they would do with me.
"My friend has no b-business here. This is a whole m-misunderstanding. P-please h-here us out." I said. I cursed at myself for stuttering.
The Alpha looked at me, and for a second, I thought that he would just kill us there and now, judging by the look on his face. He walked around the circle slowly. I needed to do something. If I ever needed a miracle, it was now.
I closed my eyes tightly, and tried to concentrate. Maybe, just maybe, there were dead bodies under the ground here. I prayed there were.
I made mental images of bodies under the ground here, and pictured myself stuffing their souls back into their bodies. It was cruel, but I had to do something. And after not so much time, the ground under us started to shake.
"Wha-" the Alpha said sounding confused. I smiled and concentrated harder, picturing corpses rising from the dead, digging through the dirt, until they reached the surface.
And that's exactly what happened.
Around... twelve zombie things crawled out of the ground, moaning from the pain I put them through. Guilt washed over me, but since they were here, I might as well make use out of them.
"Get them," I told the zombies, pointing toward the members who had formed the circle and the Alpha. The zombies nodded hesitantly, and another wave of guilt hit me. They attacked the werewolves, but of course, the zombies were no match for them. But they would give us just enough time to get out of here. "It's the necromancer!" some of the werewolves screamed. I ignored them and signaled for Will and Derek to head toward the exit. They both starred at me.
"Go!" I said. They nodded quickly and ran. I took one last glance at the perfect zombie movie scene and followed after.
We ran through the intricate halls of the Pack's cave. How big was this place? There were so many rooms and passageways. And finally, after what seemed like forever, we came to the opening.
But we weren't that lucky.
The opening was blocked by the walls that had collapsed when the werewolf smacked Will to the ground.
"Shit!" Will said. Derek didn't say anything, but automatically started to move the rocks out of the way. I had a better idea.
"Will, Blink!"
He looked at me and hit himself on his forehead, and muttered something about being a total jackass. "Duh!" he said.
Derek looked confused, "What-"
"Explanation later," I said quickly, "Back up, Derek!"
Will went into a racing position, when I started to hear voices, "Hurry up, Will!" I yelled.
"Okay, okay, jeez." he said. And he disappeared through the rocks that covered the opening with a loud crunch!.
He made just enough space for a person to squeeze through.
"You go first, Chloe." Derek said.
I didn't hesitate. I wedged myself through the just-big-enough opening and I suddenly felt the cold, blowing air on my face. I saw Will tripping all over himself, dizzy from the impact, and couldn't help but smile. I looked back at the opening to find Derek frantically trying to squeeze through the small crevice. He was too big. Damn it!
I grabbed his arm and tried to pull him through, but he wouldn't budge. Their voices became closer.
Get them! I commanded in my mind. Come on!
I started to hear the hint of the moaning from the zombies, and the annoyance of the Pack. That'd buy us five minutes time.
Tops.
I pulled harder on Derek, desperately trying to yank him through. Sweat dripped down my face, the cool wind making me shiver.
"Chloe, leave! They're coming!"
"Are you nuts!? Shut up and help me!" I said angrily.
"It's no use! Save yourself."
"Shut the hell up Derek and help me here!"
Get back up and fight them! I commanded in my mind.
"Will! A little help here?!" I shouted back at him. He was still trying to regain his balance.
I sighed in frustration and in fear. "Derek come on!"
I looked despairingly around, attempting to find something, anything to help me get Derek out. Nothing.
I would dig him out then.
I grabbed some loose rocks around the opening, causing others to topple over, making a larger crevice. A rock tumbled over and hit Derek squarely on the head.
"Shit!" He yelled, and his blood spilled over.
At least he could squeeze out now. I tugged on his arm one last time and he flew through the now larger opening. He got up and hugged me tight once again. "Chloe, I-"
"Not now." I said quickly, "We need to get out of here." I broke hesitantly from his embrace and looked at his head. Blood was dripping down his face. I put my hand on the wound.
"It's okay, I'll heal fast." he said, putting his hand on top of mine.
I nodded stiffly and went for Will.
"Will, come on, we gotta go!"
Derek followed up after me. "We're taking him with us?
"Yes,Derek, he's coming." He looked confused. "I'll explain everything, just not now." I told him. He grunted, which I assumed as a yes, and we hurried on into the forest.
"I have the van. It's right about-"
I saw it, nodded, and hurried toward it. It was parked in the middle of the forest, hidden from anyone's view. Derek went up to the window and broke the window with his fist. He grabbed the keys that we lying on the driver's seat and unlocked the door. I jumped in the passenger seat and stuffed Wobbly Will into the back seat. And we drove off, far, far away.
