Authors Notes: I chose the name Jessica randomly, there is a girl in my class who is very kind... I liked the name. WARNING: If you do not want to read about a characters death then do not read this chapter, be ready for a massive shock if you do read. You have been warned. NO HATE!
We're Not Your Lab Rats!
She groans in pain as he gently lays her down. The stitches have come undone, and there is fresh blood everywhere. He'd barely even touched the wound when her eyes shot open and she bit her bottom lip to keep back a scream. Rhydian panicked, looking around for something. He didn't know much about healing and how a healers job worked, but he knew that a wound like this, fresh or old needed something to stop the bleeding, or to stop it getting infected. But he had no idea what he needed to do or use. He looked at Maddy, whose breathing was becoming quick and short raspy breaths. "Mads... keep calm, yeah? Breathe slower." He ordered, she nodded, wincing as she moved. Thank God it was a full moon tonight. But by the looks of things, there was a very slim chance that Maddy would actually be able to transform in such a state. "Its a full moon tonight, Mads. You'll feel much better after that. Just hang on there." He told her, stroking her hair and constantly looking over his shoulder. There was someone else here. He'd told Shannon and Tom not to follow.
But it wasn't them. And that was worrying.
There was no doubt in their minds that Whitewood would find them soon. They just hoped the other Wolfbloods would find them before she did. Rhydian hoped that the other someone who was with them right now, was one of the other Wolfbloods, not a wild Wolfblood, or Whitewood. Fortunately, depending on how he saw it, the smell was familiar, almost similar to his own, so definetly a Wolfblood, but who?
A twig snaps behind the bushes, and Rhydian has immediatly stood up, protecting Maddy from whatever it was... even if it was just a rabbit or something. Two glowing eyes are seen behind the bushes... not a rabbit then. "Rhydian?" a young male voice calls out... its familiar, of course it is... its Bryn. And the young Wolfblood steps closer towards his older brother. "What happened to Strawberry Shortcake?" He asks gesturing to Maddy, who rolls her eyes. Rhydian frowns in confusion, looking at Maddy for an answer.
"His nickname for me." She responds quietly, Rhydian nods, laughing and smiling. Turning back to Bryn. It was an odd relationship Bryn and Maddy had created over the time that Maddy had spent in the wild, they'd given each other nicknames, and Ceri didn't like that, causing her to dislike Maddy more.
"Suits you." Rhydian tells her, earning a weak glare, and a snorty laugh from Bryn. He turns round to face the shorter boy, "A woman, named Whitewood tried to do some 'experiments' on us." Rhydian explained to Bryn, who nods looking over at Maddy.
"Witchwood?" He asks, Maddy nods. Then another twig snaps in the distance, all of their attention istantly turns towards where the noise had come from. Rhydian and Bryn both growling, their veins turning black and crawling up their arms, whilst Maddy tries to sit up, but fails. "Witchwood?" Bryn whispers to Rhydian who doesn't respond immediatly, but nods after hearing a cooing voice calling for him and Maddy. "Witchwood." Bryn whispers with a sharp angry edge to his voice. Rhydian turns his head to look at the younger male, and pushes his brother out of the way, "What are you doing?" Bryn asks in an angry whisper.
"She doesn't know your a Wolfblood, you can't let her find out, so calm down and stay out of the way." Rhydian orders him. He turns his back on his brother waiting for Whitewood.
Then she appears. With a smug smile on her face as she see's the scene.
"How adorable. Young Miss Smith, wounded, being protected by you Mr Morris. If I didn't know any better I'd say you were both mates, in that way." Whitewood teased. Bryn, who'd calmed down as he'd been told, just looked at Rhydian in confusion, he looked up at the woman that had intruded, "Oh, what do we have here? Family? A young cub." She cooed as she walked towards Bryn, Rhydian scoffed.
"No, so leave him alone." Rhydian told her, walking in front of her, so she couldn't get close to Bryn. She looked at the blonde young adult in front of her and laughed, like a cackling witch, and all three of the Wolfbloods flinched.
"I don't listen to monsters." She told him in a sneery voice, Rhydian looked at her as she moved away from his ear and flashed his yellow eyes at her. "Besides, if he wasn't one of you, he wouldn't be scared of... this," she started pulling out a matchbox and match, Rhydians eyes widened and Maddy's followed. "But if the boy isn't a werewolf then I'll leave him alone. But I have what I need to prove he is. Just one swipe, and he too will be revealed." Rhydian wanted with all his might to snatch the box off her and ruin it, but there was something that stopped him. Or should it be, someone.
"Get away from my boys!" Ceri shouted. Whitewood turned to see a very angry woman standing on top of a hill inbetween two tree's. Rhydian and Bryn both smiled, first at Ceri, then at each wasn't long before two other Wolfbloods were behind Ceri. Dan and Emma, all their eyes flashing the angry yellow, their cubs in danger, their veins growing and their minds on only one thing...
Murder.
But Whitewood was smug, she looked at each and everyone of them. Jana hadn't joined the adult Wolfbloods, but instead was crouched beside Maddy doing her very best to help. Whitewoods skeptical glances at all of them was uncomfortable for all.
"You wouldn't. None of you! Yes you pride your 'happy family', your stick up for each other and all other werewolves, but you forget one thing. Tonight is a full moon, if you kill me, someone will notice, you'll be locked up, sent to prison for murder of an important person in society. Becuase thats what I am. Important." She tested them, none of them had made their move yet, but Ceri was close... twice. Both times she'd been stopped by something Whitewood said.
"What about us, Whitewood?" a deep, angry voice shouted from behind a tree, and then from three different tree's, three people stepped out with angry looks on their faces, matching the voice.
"You? Shannon, Tom and Toby? You have no motive for killing me." She laughed as she thought of one of the three of them killing her. "You," she looked directly at Shannon, "The girl who was deemed crazy for spotting something on the moores, and then was determined to prove to the world that her best friend was 'the beast'." Shannon looked over at Maddy with a look of confidence, "You," Whitewood moved on to Tom, "The boy with dyslexia, who has lost a chance, with two girls he had liked, a lot, to another boy." Tom looked over at Rhydian, a look of confidence also on his face, then a quick smile, "and you," Whitewood turned to look at Toby, who tilted his chin a little as if he was proud to be here, to witness this womans death, "The man who lost everything, because he was too gullible and believed someone who he hardly knew." Toby nodded.
"Oh, we have reasons, Whitewood. You've just added more to them." Toby told her, his stern, no-longer stuttering voice echoing through the wind as the day got darker.
Whitewood raised an eyebrow.
"For me and Shan. Making our best friend have to leave town, only to make our other best friend miserable and then slowly lose his friendship with us." Tom announced smiling down at Maddy and Rhydian as he and Shannon started to walk towards Whitewood.
"And for me. Telling the love of my life that I was dead, for lying to me, and most of all, for making my family believe I was a monster." Toby announced, also walking toward Whitewood a glare was stuck on his face. It was almost as if they'd rehearsed this for months, and now was the big performance. Whitewood was very amused by this.
She walked past Tom and Shannon, not seeing either of them as a threat, looking Toby deeply in the eyes and whispering closely to his face, "You don't have the courage. I done you a favor. She was a liar, a cheat, a slut. You're lucky I told her you died." She smiled as she turned around, her hair slightly slapping his face. She looked at all of the others around her, all wanting to kill her. "So which one of you has the guts to finish me off!" she shouted, she looked around expectantly. She lifted one hand to say stop whilst she does something, "One moment please." She tells them, pulling out a phone and pressing the green button. "Hello officer, there's been a murder, in the woods. Yes, yes, please hurry." She spoke into the speaker part of the phone, putting on a scared tone.
She hung up and smiled.
"I'm ready now." She tells them. Toby's face was looking down at the ground, his blood boiled. He had nothing to lose. So slowly, he pulls out a pocket knife his father had given him when he was younger and used to go camping. He looks up with a glare and a smirk, and silently he walks towards Whitewood. Rhydians facial expression begged him not to, but Toby ignored it. Why didn't this woman deserve to die?
Noticing Toby ignore his pleading look, Rhydian shouted, "Toby don't! She's not worth it!" hoping Toby would listen, hoping that maybe Toby would see some sense in what he was doing.
But the voices in Toby's head kept on telling him to plunge the knife right through Whitewood, killing her, and overpowered Rhydians shout. Whitewood swished round with a look of shock, but expectancy on her face.
She falls to her knee's on the ground, waiting for him to kill her. Another voice goes off in Toby's head. His mothers, he was only young when she died. She was also pleading for him to stop, to think, to make a wise decision. So many things in Toby's life had gone wrong. He wanted to put an end to all that.
The voices of policemen was heard only a short distance away, the corners of Whitewoods lips turned up slightly. Toby looked at all his friends around him, he took one of Whitewoods hands placing the knife on it curling the fingers round it and then forcefully plunged the knife into his own heart. Whitewoods smile turned upside down. That was not how she planned it to go.
Everything else seemed to go in slow motion, all the women around screaming in shock and horror, a roaring no was heard from Rhydian, there was shocked silence from both of the other men and a terrified cry was heard from Bryn. Whitewood looked at herself, and the knife which she pulled quickly out of Toby's now dying body. She was pushed to one side as Rhydian ran over to Toby.
Everything continued to stay in slow motion as Whitewood was picked up by a police officer and dragged away, the blood on her hands and the knife giving the police enough proof to show that she was the killer. But Whitewood was reluctant to go down like this, pulling the gun that the officer had conveniently in his pocket she held it to her head.
Birds flew away as a gunshot echoed through the air.
Authors Notes: Please do not get angry, or hate on this chapter, you wanted to see Whitewood get killed, there you have it, she kills herself. Wasn't expecting that was you. NO HATE please (cries into hands) I don't take it very well as you can tell. I'll explain why he had to go in the next chapter, if you will still read.