Sept 6, 17
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Mayhem
[1]- "Violent or damaging disorder; chaos..."
[2]- "The crime of maliciously injuring or maiming someone, originally so as to render the victim defenseless..."
-Found it through google
No One's Perspective-
Blinking rapidly in the March sun, Jade could hardly believe that only a week or so had passed since Carnival. Perhaps she was excited to finally get over the hurdle of third semester, having Spring break catch her by surprise. Even so, her gut wrenched as her eyes traveled towards long, caramel legs, bare with the one-piece hugging her body as she rested in the sand beside the thespian. She glanced back out towards the water, three of the seven spritzing about, the other two conversing in whatever - she hadn't given a damn - towards the water's edge.
Breathing in slowly, she growled, "Why did he invite your sister? Doesn't she not like these woods?"
"Yeah...there's not a lot of good hunt out here," Tori hummed smugly, "Not for Trina anyway... Just a couple of bears that chased her around the lake." Both of their shaded gazes - eyes clad with aviators - flicked towards the two, Beck leaning back towards the sand whilst Trina remained crisscrossed. "Though...if I told her Beck was coming beforehand then she may as well have stowed away in the trunk," the half-Latina murmured.
Jade only shrugged, dipping her head back as she took another swig of her canned soda.
Her eyes ran along the edge of the small mountain jutting from the side, eyes furrowed. "It still amazes me how much woods Los Angeles has just a few miles from it," the goth muttered quietly, her eyes trailing with a black van curving around the corner of the road. Her eyebrows furrowed gently; Jade swore she'd seen it turn that corner before.
"Some of them are planted, branching off from smaller forests-"
"Pun intended?"
"No," a grin spread across her face, eyes rolling as the thespian chuckled warmly, "But just to help a bit with us... Kinda need room to run." Jade bobbed her head slowly, narrowing her gaze towards the dripping trio from their adventures in the water. "I think Andre wants me to join him," Tori murmured, Jade nodding along as the musician jumped constantly from the water, arms wide and waving. The half-Latina got up, shaking the sand from her hind; Jade only chortled at the sight, fingers pushing the aviators up towards the bridge of her nose.
Water was flung with an apparent fight as Beck had stumbled over, briefly cursing at the water. "You doing good duck-feet?" Jade taunted, the Canadian only shrugging.
"I wouldn't say much, lobster-skin." She shifted herself further underneath the umbrella's shade, glaring at her shoulders.
"They aren't red."
"But they aren't white."
"Shut it." They shared a short, friendly grin before he situated himself beside her. "What's going on with you and her there?" Jade asked nonchalantly.
"Who, Trina?" he responded. After a bob of the head, he shrugged. "I don't know, think she would've felt left out."
"Why do you care though?"
Beck pursed his lips before running a hand through his hair - which had grown considerably - watching the thespian closely. "Are you jealous again?"
"Why would I be jealous?" she growled, focusing her attention to the small water fight in the center of the lake. Tori paused for a moment, eyes to the side of the mountain. Dancing along the rim was, once again, the black van.
"What kind of question is that?" he humored, folding his arms. "That reminds me, have you found someone else?" The statement snapped Jade from her thoughts, her head swiveling towards Beck. Her jaw remained unhinged for a moment, inadvertently answering his question. "Who is it?" he murmured, "That boy in your neighborhood?"
"Who, Jay?" she asked, "No. I haven't seen him for months."
"Hmm... It's not a boy is it?" he wondered aloud, "Keep forgetting you're bisexual."
"Oh here we go..." Her brows were set sternly across her forehead, attention set blankly to the water.
"Uh, Cat?"
"No. She's just a friend, remember?"
"Right," Beck nodded, "Erm... That Jessica girl from theatre?"
"I'd rather saw off her head," Jade grumbled.
"Trina."
"No! I said I wasn't jealous!" she snapped, adding, "And besides...no."
"Well you two have been getting along a lot better though," he noted.
"Well...yeah because-" She stopped herself at his chuckle.
"So it is Tori," he hummed.
Leaning forward - and ignoring Beck's commentary - Jade furrowed her brows as Tori halted abruptly in the water, hand to her neck. Noting her tense stature, the Canadian twisted around, watching the half-Latina step from the lake. She glanced up at the two as she strode forward, settling down with a hiss from between her teeth. "What is it?" Beck asked quietly, Jade pursing her lips in agreement.
"God," Tori snapped, taking her palm from her bronze skin. Eyes widened as red shone in the dimming sunlight, doe eyes narrowing. "Something fucking hit my neck," she groaned, fingers running along the otherwise smooth skin.
"Wha-what hit you?" Jade stuttered, going to her knees as hands brushed against the singer's shoulder.
Shaking her head, she answered, "I don't know... It's lodged in there." Tori glanced towards Beck, his own brows set firmly above his eyes. "Could you go and get a water please?" she asked, "I need to clean this, I think, or drink some."
"Alright," he mumbled, quickly hopping from his crouch to jog towards the cooler.
Jade sighed as Beck dutifully searched for a water, eyes then crawling towards the wincing singer. "Has it healed?"
"No, it's burning," Tori muttered lowly, "It's some sort of acid and it's not allowing my skin to seal back together- fuck." She bowed towards the ground, coughing foamed spit with distaste. "God, I can't shake it..."
"Shake- Shake what?" Jade furrowed her brows.
Tori only snatched the bottle of water once it was handed over to her, downing it in a few moments. Beck glanced towards the dimming sky, the clouds dripping orange. "Hey, we can go a bit earlier if you'd like," he offered, "Get to your house and watch some movies?"
"Fine," she spat, adding, "Yeah...yeah, we can do that."
"Alright, I'll go round them up here and we can dry off and stuff. Would you help her get to the van?"
Jade arched a brow at his accusatory, daring stare before snapping, "Do you really think I would shove her off a cliff?"
"You just suggested it."
Scoffing, she mumbled, "You ass." Beck only smirked before heading to the water. "Come on... Shake off what?" she asked quietly, heaving the half-Latina to her side.
"It's not anywhere near full moon," Tori gasped, her palm still to her neck.
"What?"
Tori nodded sincerely, following the goth as they trekked towards the rented van up ahead. They settled themselves in the back row, shuffling with their clothes, whilst the rest of the crew had retreated to the sand. Tori kept to the door, rubbing her wound as she hissed through the pain. She rejected Jade's offers, explaining she needed to do it herself. "But I can see better!"
"And I can feel better!" came a reasonable response.
The doors swung open, and they group were soon down the road. Trina and Jade, at the back alongside Tori, constantly whispered. Fingers dug into skin, searching for any way to pull the irritating stick from her neck. Her eyes watered as the itching burn grew, her mouth salivating unnecessarily.
Her eyes widened at the finality of it all, the small stick - small twig, rather - dropping to the floor. Tori abruptly grunted, clapping both hands at her neck, eyes shutting close. Her breathing became ragged, eyes blinking roughly as she leaned forward. "T-Tori? Are you-" Her sister's voice was cut off from the shake of the head, the group in the front twisting around, Beck's eyes blinking back from the mirror.
"Everything alright?" he asked.
"Tori," Jade muttered quietly, eyeing the elongating canines and heightened cheekbones. "Beck, keep driving," she growled as the actor nodded to himself. Her hands fumbled about the floor, shuffling around the tensing limbs and cracks of bones. She flinched once finding the small piece of wood caught in the mats of the car. Gingerly, Jade nicked it from the ground, raising it to eyelevel. Her eyes watered from the pure aroma, nostrils flaring.
Immediately the small piece was flung from her grasp, palms pressed to her nose. "What?" Trina clutched her shoulder, pale eyes glaring out until the grip was released.
"It fucking stinks," she growled, glancing towards the singer beside her. Tori was in no mood to answer any dying question forming at the tip of Jade's tongue, her grip tearing through the seat's leather easily. "Hey...hey," Jade started, hesitantly reaching over before the half-Latina wrenched herself to the side.
Those in the front and middle seats were rapidly fidgeting about, gazes to the three girls.
Grunting, the half-Latina's palm shoved against the car door, her chest shuttering its breaths. Before anyone could tell her to calm down - four of which furthest in knowing what to do, and perhaps the other two for the matter - the car door creaked open, the tearing belt snapping abruptly. With a savage, guttural noise, Tori was hurled from the car, slamming against the street as estranged shouts pounded her ears, vision growing blurry.
"Stop the car!" Jade snarled, eyes wide as the singer staggered from her powerful hit to the ground, clutching her head. "Beck, stop the fucking car!" she twisted around as the brakes were slammed.
"I-I'm sorry," his voice cracked, "There was a dip here and-" His words froze as the reflection of the scene yards behind them unfolded. "Jade, Jade- What's happening?" he clenched his jaws, Tori giving out blood curdling screams. "J-Jade?" he twisted around, both Trina and the thespian shuffling through the open door. "Wait!" he barked, thusly halting the two girls in their tracks, "What the fuck is going on-"
"TORI!" Andre yelped, promptly startling the ventriloquist as he maneuvered towards the back.
With wide eyes, the goth twisted about, gaze darting along the road to find no sign of the other teen. "Andre, wha-what happened?"
"She fell off the edge of the railing!" he pointed, scrambling from the vehicle.
"No, no," Trina hissed, stepping in front of the musician, grimacing once Cat and Robbie slipped behind her, "We'll go down there, not you."
"What?" Andre folded his arms, the other two twisted around whilst the van shook, Beck sliding from the vehicle, "No. We're all her friends and we're all-"
"Trust me," Jade growled lowly, "If this is what I think this is, you don't want to go down there but miles up the road."
"You just want to leave her down there-"
"Of course I don't! I never would've!" the thespian spat hotly.
The redhead whimpered quietly, gripping her biceps firmly. "Guys? Can we do this together? It can be our own little-" She let out a shriek as Jade snarled forcefully, Trina joining in while Andre skirted off, hands held up.
"Relax! Jeez you two, you'd think Tori grew horns and-"
All six jerked violently as a low, baritone howl shook the trees, echoing throughout the mountain's wall, birds twittering anxiously. Beck, clutching his heart, gulped. "What the fuck was that?" he asked weakly, Cat widening her eyes.
"A wolf's going to eat Tori!" she whined, pressing herself against Robbie who looked equally shaken.
"Alright, it's settled then," the Canadian nodded, "We'll go down there together and get-"
"No!" the two girls shouted, skin tingling uneasily against their shirts as they herded Beck against the vehicle which too shook in a silent terror.
Trina, her grip shaking, snapped, "Only us will go down there -"
"But what will we do?" Andre scratched his head, eyes darting between both the redhead and ventriloquist.
"- and you guys stay up here, alright?" she continued, ignoring the conversation behind.
"Could we just leave them here? They obviously aren't going to be any help," Robbie gestured towards the van. Cat nodded solemnly, Andre setting off towards the railing. "Come on Cat, we're gonna find her."
Exhaling harshly, oblivious to the party who'd just jumped over the edge, Jade turned towards Trina. "Get to the other side of the truck," she ordered, the elder teen nodding.
"Wait," Beck furrowed his brows, the two girls leaving him against the side of the van, "Hold on, what are you doing?" His steps circled the vehicle before halting, eyes wide and jaw unhinged.
"Hold this will you?" Jade growled, shoving her unclothed shirt in his hands. Trina, freezing in her ministrations, only stared at the actor, cheeks warming profusely. "Oh come on," Jade rolled her eyes, "You've seen me naked before, don't act like it's new."
"Uh- wha..." he stuttered finding his words. Blinking, he watched as shoes were slipped from Jade's feet, pale eyes glaring at the half-Latina who hadn't moved in the slightest. As the door swung open, Jade tossing the shoes in, he asked dumbly, "What are you two doing?"
"Stripping, what does it look like?" the thespian snapped, twisting towards the other. "You too! It's not like you don't want him to see."
"Jade!" Trina abruptly whined, glowering towards the smirk received, "I- Can you, um... Can you go to the middle so I can...um...strip?"
"Oh," he nodded, "Oh, yeah. Sure." He side stepped towards his ex who rolled her eyes, gaze kept towards Trina.
"Anyway," Jade cut through his blank stare, turning it towards her, "We need you four up here and not down there."
Shaking his head, Beck pursed his lips. "I'm sticking with Andre on this one," he growled, crossing his arms, "We're doing this together, whether you like it or no-"
"No," Trina snapped, "This is a matter of life or death. You four have to stay up he- Where are the others?" Stunned, the girls circled about, constantly flashing glances towards the actor.
"They already went dow-"
"Fuck," Jade gasped, worry shaking her vocal chords, "They are going to get themselves killed..."
Ignoring the quickened shuffling behind him, Beck quickly asked Jade, "Killed by what?"
"It! The witiko!"
"What?"
"Tori, they're essentially going to be killed by Tori if they don't get their asses up here," Trina answered sternly, having already stripped to her undergarments.
"T-Tori?" he wheezed, "But she's not a maniac."
"I know she's not, which is why I said 'it.' It is going to kill them if they don't get out of here," Jade explained tersely, shrugging off the last of her clothing.
Clutching his head, Beck groaned. "Then why are you stripping instead of going out there?"
"Because you need to fight fire with fire," her low animal husk startled the Canadian, his attention whirling around.
"What the-" he blinked towards the turned werewolf, her dark eyes gleaming at him. "Were- were you the dog following me?" he squinted, brows creased as he analyzed the features.
"You followed him?" Jade growled, Trina merely shrugged sheepishly.
"You're so soft," he chuckled, patting Trina's head, her tail swishing happily. "But you mean Tori's a- a werewolf is it?"
"And a lot bigger than me... Pretty much the same as Jade," Trina answered calmly, jerking her muzzle towards the Lycan behind them. Once twisted back around, Beck gawked as Jade turned, raven hair soon covering her body. She blinked at the actor as he coughed, scratching the back of his neck.
"The thing is, Tori's a hell of a lot stronger than I am," she explained, her smooth, mellow voice slicing through the stunned silence, "And you need to get the others out of the forest immediately."
"You just said that I can't go down there!"
"Well, now you have to in order to get the other idiots out," Jade snapped, "I just said Tori is a lot stronger. The witiko, however, is a lot more violent and uses that strength. We aren't joking around Beck, this isn't some prank to tell you that we're all werewolves."
"Wi-witiko?" his brows furrowed.
Trina, shuffling to his side, grumbled, "The beast that is down there isn't her at the moment. She's sick, ill. You need to get the others out and we'll try to help and Jade will have to deal with it."
"O-okay... So, so what do I have to do then? I mean, I mean what happens if I see-"
"Don't let it see you," Jade quipped in quickly, "If you see a huge werewolf like me with grey horns and white eyes-"
"Tori normally has black horns and brown eyes when she isn't in one of these phases," Trina rushed in.
"Yes, if you see that, don't gain its attention; it will maul you to death in a second," the goth finished. "Now come on, we got to go. We've wasted a shit load of time already."
Nodding once, Trina launched herself after Jade, both sets of paws and clawed hands hurled over the roof of the vehicle. Beck, staring over the hood, mentally cursed himself; he debated whether or not he should've woken up earlier that day. Glancing along the scattered articles of clothing, the actor hastily shuffled about, tossing everything though the open door before slamming it forcefully. Beck strode around the wheels of his car, hurriedly juggling his keys before the lights blinked, the reliable truck remaining in its place.
He internally chided himself for taking the sweet time to lock his prized possession.
Shaking his head, he took off down the road, his gaze running along the railing until he halted to where his friend had gone over. "Shit..." he breathed, running his palm along the dented metal, eyes down the hill; the mud was slick with trodden tracks - or perhaps marks from a falling body, as he corrected himself - the heavy rain the night before coming to mind. Grunting, Beck hurled himself over the edge, boots stomping against the ground. With a lurch he staggered, his body then curving as it trudged down the hill in awkward angles, spews of yelps and obscenities escaping his lips.
Eventually, he found that he was able to pick up his head, long strands of black over his eyes. Times like these reminded Beck the appreciation he had for short hair. Sighing, he felt the ground beneath his feet, his hands fumbling about his hair, pulling it back with the extra hair tie he had began to carry around in habit. He'd thank Jade later for forcing him into it with the small boxes full of them.
The air in his lungs wheezed out once he had realized the scene before him, scattered about the small clearing. Dark eyes wearily glanced up the long path he had just tumbled down - rather grimly seeing the amounts of cushioning mud latched to his clothing - the light of the crescent moon not able to reach passed the trees around him. The actor shivered subtly, gaze wondering along the torn clothing circling the area. Crouching, he picked up the shredded converse at his feet gingerly, grimacing as he recalled the lone combat boot Jade had left at school months before.
"My god, I'm fucking stupid," he snapped, chucking the shoe to the floor as he slapped his forehead. Of course Jade wouldn't have torn a shoe if she was only vomiting her rather large snack. Breathing slowly, he observed the rest of the littered clothing swiftly, wincing at the abrupt scatter of a small critter behind him. Deciding it'd be best to go on ahead, Beck kept his eyes to the ground, searching for nothing that would come to mind.
The restless air prickled his skin uncomfortably, the small twitters of animals in their dens or holes bringing a heavy heart between his lungs. The Canadian halted before a small dip in the ground, eyes trailing over five individual finger prints hugging a large palm. Bringing himself to his knees, he rested his hand on the sodden ground, gasping before wrenching his hand from it. His mark lay there as he bolted forward - urgency then dawning on him - the print being nearly four times the size of his measly handprint. He vaguely recalled the group around the Vega's couch, measuring each other's handprints as a way to procrastinate. Tori's hand was against his own, fingertips barely reaching his fingernails.
His breath fogged before him, the night dropping the temperature significantly from the warm sun glazing his skin just an hour prior. Beck shuddered only briefly, eyes still glancing wearily about. 'They couldn't've gone far,' his mentally figured, pursing his chapped lips anxiously.
He trudged on, finding the ground rather damp and soft - too soft for his taste. Nothing breached his ears other than his own footsteps, dark eyes wavering forward. Finding no use just going about aimlessly, Beck halted. His head turned to the slightest of sounds, eyes narrowing in disinterest. Slowly, he had his strides trek towards a rather large tree, palms pressing against the wood. At distant rustling, he felt his heart skip a beat. He began to jog quietly towards what he assumed to be panicked shuffling, eyes finding his mark. He halted at the edge of the brush, the beach down below with Robbie, Cat and Andre pushed against a crowd of logs.
Beck could barely manage a breath as he set eyes on it, the moon dancing against the mountainous frame.
Curling, grey horns wrapped around large, black ears with white eyes glaring out venomously. White teeth shone in the moonlight, black limbs stalking slowly towards the trio. Gasping, Beck blinked in concentration, eyes flicking to the startled three. Rummaging along the ground, he found a large stone; he grimaced, knowing that his life may end right where he picked up the rock. The Canadian mentally thanked his father for the baseball lessons as he threw the heavy stone at his target.
The witiko doubled over as it smashed against his shoulder, Beck snarling, "Run!" It growled, pale orbs instantly snapping towards Beck. He gulped, scampering back towards the trees. Though, as he very well knew, the beast began to storm behind, spraying dirt in a misshapen fan across the landscape.
Beck screeched as a force was shoved against him, Andre meeting the ground beside the Canadian. "What is that thing?" Andre rushed in, picking himself up quickly as Beck had.
"That's- That's Tori," he gasped weakly as the witiko clambered through the trees.
"What?" Cat whined quietly, huddled behind Robbie as he backed away. Beck glanced over his shoulder, cringing at the dead end behind them. A roar sounded to the side, stripping all of their attentions to the brown blur speeding before them.
"Jade!" Trina roared, rearing as the witiko hissed, "They're here!" Spitting violently, it hurled its weight towards the other wolf-thing, sending a crushing blow to Trina's gut. She howled in a furious pain, grunting once another fist sent her staggering back to the ground. The beastly shadow descended upon her as dark eyes blinked up, two white pearls searing to the depths of her soul. Teeth snapped viciously, another bark interrupting the two.
Jade threw her weight against the more evenly matched opponent, sending the witiko tumbling towards the tree lining. "Trina, take the others and get the fuck out of here," she ordered as the beast began picking itself up. It stepped forward before halting suspiciously, gaze unwavering from raven fur. Its nostrils flared briefly, a mere groan passing its muzzle. Threatening steps then began to proceed to bound towards the leaving party. "No," Jade snapped, claws at the witiko's back, sending both down to the rough dirt.
The thespian was merely shoved off, the witiko snorting irritably. A quick roar was replied, only pinning the beast's ears back. It snorted, beginning its wake towards the group. Jade grunted savagely, hurling herself back towards the beast, crashing both to the ground. It swiped, clawing her shoulder. She hissed venomously, tearing after the witiko as it began to trace the four. With one, sudden pounce, the thespian quickly found the ground and sky blurring passed her, snippets of roars and groans husking beside her.
Twigs snapped and branches were crushed under their weight as their bodies rocketed through, seeming to never end.
Though, in a matter of a minute, the Lycan shook, picking herself up wearily to find mud cushioning her fall. Pale eyes blinked towards the ground above, finding that they had just fell down a small cliff. "Christ," she spat, clutching her head.
Immediately her attention snapped around her, thoughts ravaging at the absence of the great beast. Her steps staggered about, breaths becoming hitched and eyes widening. Ears swiveled around, soon finding a long whine from the darkest patch of trees. Her steps creaked towards the huddled figure, head tilting to the side. "Tori?" she asked quietly, hope dissipating once she saw claws clutching grey horns. White eyes blinked towards her over the beast's shoulder, a mere huff of hesitant retreat sounding. Seconds later, the witiko turned around, wandering back towards the forest.
Ounces of dread settled between her shoulder blades by the minute, Jade continuing with her path that trailed behind the witiko's. It halted, eventually, perking its ears and setting its frame upright. Jade slowed as well, conscious of the fact that rustling hadn't ceased in the trees.
And then, all was still.
Nothing had moved for several minutes until a surge of light blasted from the trees. The witiko howled, jerking as its fur stood on its ends. Its skeleton flashed quickly, Jade turning her attention to the black-clad figures hurdling towards the morphing figure. She shook, stepping back as the elves strode to claim their writhing prize.
"JADE!"
Her scream brought the Lycan to her, the half-Latina struggling in the elves grasps. She occasionally trembled vigorously, the side affects still zipping through. She screamed once again before a fist rocketed towards her nose, Tori barely managing to dodge it. At the same time, however, another hit struck her head, her attention lost as vision grew black.
'You idiot, move!' her thoughts swarmed before Jade hurled herself from the trees with a bellowing snarl. Few of the elves scattered from the struggling mess, eyes wide at the Lycan.
"Just fucking shoot her!" one spat from the middle, arms wrapped around Tori's chest as the other her legs. Pale eyes widened before a blurring white flashed, sending her to the ground immediately. She yelped, struggling against her vibrating limbs, vision going in and out as the figures sped into the brush.
Once her breathing had slowed, Jade picked herself up, shaking her head as her ears continued to ring. Abruptly, she darted, nostrils flaring in the direction that the group had went. She grunted up to the road, as expected, eyes following the black van once its lights flashed on.
Claws clacked against the road, Jade huffing tiredly. Even so, she sprinted forth, howling murderously along the way. After a few minutes, she slowed with white lights behind, Beck's rented van cruising. The window rolled down, the Canadian poking his head out. "Where's Tori?" he asked, worry painted along his expression.
Jade dipped her head down, pale eyes flicking over the rest as they stared in bafflement. "In a black van. She's been kidnapped," she explained, Trina cursing heatedly from behind the seats.
"But is she still..." the sister asked, Jade shaking her head.
"They had a taser or something," Jade continued, "Shocked me with it. Now I'm going to hop up on here and then you'll go down the road to catch up with them."
"...will I be breaking the law?"
"Yes," Jade heaved as she hurled herself to the roof. Quickly, as she heard a morbid creak from the car, she shrunk, four paws settled on the roof. Slamming one against the top, Jade barked, tensing as the vehicle began to pull forward. With another - more forcefully - snarl, Beck took off, Jade scrambling along the roof. The Canadian winced as nails clawed at it, muttering about needing it to trade his father for his own.
Around twisting corners, he furrowed his brows at another van, its black paint barely obvious against the tree lining. The van trembled as it grew closer, a heavier weight settled on the roof. A split second later, Jade tore off of the top, hurling herself onto the ledge of the other set of wheels. It screeched morbidly, attempting to throw off the wolf-thing as Beck grew slower in his speed. "Please, for the love of God Jade, don't kill yourself..." he whispered, gripping the steering wheel tightly.
The side of the black van was shoved against the railing - which led to the rocky depths below - the metal casing the road now jutting out. Snarling, the Lycan dug her claws into the roof, praying to the moon that she wouldn't tear the whole top off. With luck on her side, irony clung to her shoulder, her weight slipping to the side of the van. Spitting out a roar, her paw briefly snagged the railing. Twisting about, she managed to only have the van smack against the cliff, crossing the yellow line in the middle.
Jade ignored the sharp pain in her ankle as she clung to the side of the van for her life - Beck, meanwhile, sat there, eyes wide as he watched the vehicle veer towards the edge. The railing gave way, tumbling down towards the trees, allowing for the wheels to skid towards the edge. Jade, with a hurtling fist towards glass, stamped onto the ground, her grip on the back doors.
One wheel teetered off the edge, the elves quivering in adrenaline. Slowly, they managed to turn around, finding pale eyes glaring from the ajar doors. "Shoot her," one spat his order, eyes swiftly gliding over the shaking body in the middle of the back. "Do it!"
"I'm trying to find it!" the second hissed, bending over once he found a flash of metal. The van lurched with him, his hand snatching the pistol before ramming his weight towards his chair.
"You IDIOT!" the first bellowed, the second wheel now joining the first, overlooking the long drop below. "SHOOT HER NOW!"
The werewolf only tugged harder, her grip slipping with her shivering fist. "Tori," she hummed quietly as the shaken elf leveled his gun. The half-Latina stirred, blinking towards the black figure in the open square.
"J-Jade?" she whispered weakly, "Is that you?"
"Grab my hand," Jade answered, "Come on...please." Grunting, Tori eased herself across the floor, shaking once the van swayed. The moment was still, the two girls quietly reaching as the front passengers watched them with a predatory accuracy.
A shot flared across the air, Tori screeching as her shoulder grew red - the bullet, now in the mountain's side, grazed her caramel skin. Jade, with a snarl, let go of the van to have both hands snatch the arms that were so close. She found herself later crashing into the front of the despicable vehicle, Tori burrowed in her clutch. With each lurch of the car, Jade distantly heard the screams of terror traveling down with them. The sky grew jagged and dark, only covered by the limbs of the trees.
With one final smack, the two rocketed out of the back, the van - at its side - crashing into the trees. Her vision blurred as her chest grew cold. Before the world went completely dark, the figure of a familiar body struggled to get up, Tori groaning in immense pain. Scratches ran all along her body, stitching themselves together slowly.
Jade felt her consciousness dip into a horrible chill, white light fogging her thoughts. First it was the moon, bearing down with a sinister glee. It divided itself, forming the glare of the monster that had now twice appeared in her reality.
And then soft skin, warm skin. The breaths of the half-Latina during her purest passion.
She woke - not ten minutes later - from soft, sandy fur brushing against her back, a guttural growl sounding above her.
Ears were pinned flat against Tori's neck as doe eyes remained firmly on the staggering figure ahead, a pistol at hand. His stark blue eyes clashed with his nose, red dripping down to his bloodied neck. The other - the first elf - lay lifeless, his arms draped out of the window. Four paws remained planted beside Jade, Tori continuing her service. "You bitches..." the elf groaned, unable to for a smooth sentence, "You will both pay for this... And you, you will be the best instrument of us."
Tori only growled harshly at that, bearing her white teeth.
"Now move out of the way!" he spat. Not a second later, Tori's rebuttal latched itself around his neck, her weight crashing into his chest as dirt and rubble settled around Jade. She eased herself up, red patches - she found - splayed across her stomach and chest. The elf smacked against the ground, neck now with several added holes, eyes watching the sky blankly.
The horned wolf turned towards the thespian, her steps struggling over. Her right fore was too weak to stand on, so her hobbled frame collapsed onto Jade's lap. Unable to hold the form for any longer, Tori remained there as the goth whimpered, an unhealed hole in her shoulder. Hesitantly, Jade felt around it, finding a flash of silver settled deep into it. Gulping, she grimaced as the half-Latina jerked, the bullet out and in her palm. The skin melded itself together, Tori shutting her eyes, out of energy.
Wrapping her arms around the teen, Jade stood as the singer's legs draped towards the floor. "Come on Tori..." she hummed weakly, stumbling through the trees.
-(:)-
The room long since settled in its silence, eyes to the ground whilst gears turned within their skulls. Their hearts throbbed against their ribs, brain pulsing extensively. Andre was the first to glance up, eyes dull and pitiful as they rested on the singer, leaning against the island with self-disgust. Cat, with an active foot, nibbled at her bottom lip anxiously, eyes whirling throughout the room. Robbie then set the puppet aside, combing his hands through his hair nervously, the Canadian finally meeting his ex's gaze. "So..." he started, the three others glancing back at him, "So you're telling us that- that there's this whole other world we didn't even know we were living in?"
The oldest Vega sibling nodded. "And it's not going to change, really. But it's not what you think though, nothing of what comes out of horror movies," she explained softly, Beck nodding. He assumed it could be worse, seeing the monstrosity, the mayhem occurring that night. Animal against human needs, or elfish as the ones in the van were apparently called. Though, uncontrollably, his attention maneuvered towards the half-Latina - the younger one - with interest.
"Tori?" he croaked, "How- how long have you been, er, rabid for?"
"Too long."
It was a good enough answer, he supposed, his knuckles against his lips. "Wait, hold up," Andre commented, his brows furrowed. "Why, why weren't you attacked then?" he shot towards Jade hurriedly, the goth tensing in surprise. Her thoughts, briefly nulling over the fact, simply blanked. As she blinked, the musician turned towards Tori with the same question, shaking his head once he had remembered her lapse of memory.
"We don't know," Trina muttered softly, closing her eyes as she pressed against her forehead, creasing the skin. Another silence took hold of the group, minds whirling.
"And...and Jade knew before us?" Robbie asked softly, adjusting his glasses while the three werewolves nodded.
"I was bit, Sherlock," Jade growled quietly, her voice unavoidably enervated. She winced at the slight groan behind her, the singer pressing her knuckles against her forehead.
Dark eyes met her own, Tori shaking her head softly. "I just- I just need to get a water," she mumbled, stripping herself form the counter to the fridge.
Taking their gaze off of her - and Robbie towards the stairs, muttering about needing to use the restroom - Andre sighed heavily. "So...so we have a bunch of fur-balls with us, huh?" he chuckled, attempting to lift the mood. The two girls merely rolled their eyes, Beck giving a light grin while Cat smiled weakly.
"Yay..." she whined quietly, lowering her gaze towards her purple converse. All jerked, however, once glass shattered from the kitchen, Tori gasping as she scratched along the counter, still unable to keep herself up.
"Tori," Jade mumbled, side stepping towards the counter. The half-Latina shook violently as she gripped her head anxiously, whimpering softly. "Hey..." the goth whispered, lowering herself to her knees. She heard footsteps in the distance, the group picking themselves to their feet, eyes wondering curiously. She blinked calmly as Tori then dipped into a silence, both of her hands set down to the ground. Gulping, Jade furrowed her brows uneasily, tilting her head to the side.
Bricks crashed against her chest, all air flowing from her lungs as the singer picked up her eyes, glaring profusely. Dark brown seeped away, white melting over before glowing aggressively. Cheekbones grew sharper as hands flexed, canines flashing without a sound. In a quick motion, Jade stood to her feet, backing into the table while it did the same. The witiko stepped towards, a small grin forming across its lips. The Lycan's heart skipped a beat as a hand pressed against her chest, a brow arching. "No..." Jade whimpered, eyes beginning to burn as the nightmare snickered quietly, long strands falling over the glowing moons peering down at her. "No, no, you're not supposed to- You're not supposed to have her yet... Go away, go away," she choked, the witiko tilting its head.
It shook it softly, growling at Beck's words of protection. "Leave her alone!" His voice practically bounced off the walls, turning white eyes towards him. They narrowed with distaste, lifting the witiko from her grasp of the thespian.
Once white eyes became fixed on the Canadian, he gulped nervously, realizing his mistake. Steps backed as it stalked forward, eyes glaring out, written solely with aggression. The witiko let out an estranged snarl, ripping through the atmosphere. Beck half expected for it to continue with its slow pace, though the other half knew otherwise; it launched out at him viciously, tearing through the air as he stumbled back.
Trina, in a moment of panic, whirled towards Beck, shoving him out of the way.
As he stumbled back, it was her turn to twist around, becoming frozen in her stance. It only arched a brow, tilting its head to the side. Really? was painted across its forehead. Before she could even blink, Trina shrieked as it launched forward, growling murderously. Trina struggled in its tight grasp as the surrounding started towards the pair, frantically attempting to do anything but stand like a stiff board. "Let go of her!" a deep bellow snapped at the witiko's ears, sending a blur of knuckles hurtling towards the noise. It went back to the eldest sister, determined as ever even with the several arms tearing at the host's jacket.
Andre staggered back, gawping with his hands over his nose. "What did it hit?" Jade asked quickly, the musician shaking his head.
"Bwoke id," he coughed, eyes watering as he attempted to stumble back into the chaotic brawl. With a large yell, the group dispersed, the witiko skittering across the floor whilst Beck clutched the toe of his boot with a sore expression.
White eyes grew more livid as it shrunk, horns curling over ears as four paws settled - tensely - against the wooden floors. The wolf rocketed towards the boy once again, snapping more productive jaws at his arm. Beck clambered over the couch hurriedly, Robbie throwing himself against the blur of black and brown. He yelped, struggling with his arm as Cat kneed the witiko at its side. It released Robbie's red, jagged arm, stumbling towards the side.
It glared off towards the side, Cat stepping unconsciously into a corner. She whimpered as she felt the walls close into her shoulders, paws clacking slowly towards her. Jade, stalking behind the witiko, pressed her index finger against her lips, ensuring Cat's silence.
With a quick leap, arms wrapped around the wolf's neck, planting its stomach to the ground. "Trina, help me with it -" Jade ordered as jaws continued to snap towards the cowering redhead "- and you all get to the hospital!" When no sound was heard other than the struggling wolf - which grew less and less by the second - Jade snarled, "Now, God damn it!"
Cat remained still as the others shuffled frantically, Robbie sniffling profusely. She watched as white melted into dark, rust brown, horns inking into a deep black. They watered towards her, long whines coming from the wolf. Ears flapped to their sides as Cat trampled towards the front door, only giving a short glance behind as Trina slowly strode towards the two.
The moon never looked brighter as she joined the rest.
I do apologize for getting this out a bit later...did let you on a nasty cliffhanger-ish, didn't I? Anyway, just a little note as of why this is it: got busy with school, had competitions and then got sick. XD Oh, and pirates...don't forget them. (Damn you Elizabeth Swan.) Now, I will apologize too if this seems a bit...off solely because, admittedly, it's been a little while. The rest will be done by the end of Winter Break, though, I assure you that.
Any-who, hope you enjoyed!
:)
