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AUTHOR'S NOTES: I seriously wish my muse would pick one fandom to update and stick with it. All this fandom hopping is giving me brain whiplash.
Fighting for Love
Beca, completely mesmerized by the image on her monitor, failed to hear Mr. Beale enter the room.
"Beca, what are you…?" Mr. Beale's sharp intake brought Beca out of her reverie.
"HIT RECORD!"
"Already done Mr. Beale," Beca calmly stated and pointed to the red "record" light.
Mr. Beale and Beca watched as the tall dark-haired young man, now known as "Pieter," mugged for the video camera. He proved to be quite the entertainer.
"He's an interesting character," Mr. Beale stated as he wrote in his notebook.
Beca hummed in agreement, but the focus of her attention was the ham's female companion.
"I wonder if they are a couple?" Beca asked.
"According to what we know about them, they do not form emotional attachments like we do, since they don't procreate like humans," Mr. Beale stated.
"Then why do they look human?" Beca asked as she visually scanned the female's attributes.
"Perhaps to blend in with us, but I can't say for certain," Mr. Beale answered and added, "If we could sneak a spy inside their compound, we could learn so much about them. Unfortunately, their heightened senses make it impossible."
Beca racked her brain, trying to remember what Mr. Beale taught them about the enemy during their briefings.
"Never ever go on patrol alone," Mr. Beale stated, "If your patrol partner is home sick, so are you, unless you can find another. ANYTIME you are in the woods, be extremely aware of your surroundings. The enemy possesses extremely heightened senses and physical prowess. They can and will outrun you…even you, Aubrey."
"Aubrey will just use her "secret weapon" on them," Beca laughed.
"And Beca can use her "Resting Bitch Face" to scare them," Aubrey shot back, "That will scare anyone…or anything."
Mr. Beale deeply sighed and rolled his eyes. He let his two top fighters argue, because experience taught him, it was futile to try to stop them. The very first time they started this childish behavior during a briefing; he tried to stop them and failed miserably. After his daughter returned from patrol that night, he sat her down and asked her about Aubrey and Beca's animosity.
"Aubrey told me she dislikes Beca's lack of respect for her and Beca just plain dislikes Aubrey," Chloe deeply sighed, "Dad, I've tried to play peacemaker between them, but it's like you always say, "It's like trying to teach a pig to sing. It frustrates you and pisses off the pig."
Chloe and her dad shared a good laugh.
"So that means sh…they can sense us from great distances?" Beca asked.
"It would seem so," Mr. Beale answered and continued making notations in his book.
"Then why don't they just wipe us out and be done?" Beca wondered.
"It's what Pieter said, we are their food source. If they "just wipe us out," they will be destroying themselves," Mr. Beale stopped writing and watched Pieter.
"Kommissar, look…," Pieter smiled, pulled down his pants, and mooned the video camera.
"It appears this one isn't very mature," Mr. Beale smiled and wrote in his notebook.
"Nice butt though," Beca quipped, "Too bad we don't have a speaker out there."
"Oh…," Mr. Beale remembered, "…we do," and flipped on the video camera's audio capabilities.
"Nice butt," Beca laughed into the microphone.
Without pulling up his pants, Pieter swiftly turned towards the camera.
"But Santa didn't give you a very large package," Beca laughed louder.
Beca and Mr. Beale watched in apt fascination as Pieter's eyes flashed brighter and he loudly growled. The sound filled the room, causing them to cover their ears. Beca fumbled to mute the sound. They watched Pieter threaten them with his sharp fangs, before the video feed went died.
"Well, looks like you and Chloe have repair duty tonight," Mr. Beale stated and closed his notebook.
When Chloe got home from school, her dad and Beca showed her the video recording of Pieter and Kommissar.
"Except for the neon eyes, they look like us," Chloe remarked.
"Yes, this means we have to take extra precautions now," Mr. Beale stated, "This new information is priceless."
"Yeah, every single one of us who got a good look at those freaks is dead," Beca growled and thought back to her recent encounter, "It explains how they always got the jump on us. Maybe they don't have heightened senses, but rely on the element of surprise?"
"That could be, but it doesn't completely explain how they are able to easily find us in the dense woods," Mr. Beale stated.
Beca and Chloe nodded.
"Chloe, what happened at school today?" Mr. Beale asked.
Chloe glanced at Beca, "Maybe Beca should leave the room."
"Why?" Beca exclaimed.
"That's why," Chloe stated, "You're not going to like this."
"Shit," Beca muttered, "I bet Posen ratted on me to the school administration."
"I wish," Chloe softly commented.
"What?" Mr. Beale asked.
"I wish that was all Aubrey did," Chloe deeply sighed and reluctantly reported, "Aubrey did report Beca to the school administration, but not for unsupervised full-contact sparring. She told them Beca was compromised during an encounter with the enemy."
"SHE WHAT?" Beca screamed.
"Beca, calm down. I showed the school administration Dr. Banks' medical release," Chloe reassured Beca.
"Posen is going to pay," Beca growled.
Chloe knew she could not talk to Beca when the brunette was this angry, so she looked pleadingly at her dad.
"Beca, you need to learn how to pick your battles," Mr. Beale stated, "Right now, Aubrey is not your main concern. You and Chloe need to find out what happened to the video feed."
Beca stared at Mr. Beale with blood in her eyes. It took several minutes for her to calm down enough to speak, "Chloe, let's go. I'm itching for a good fight."
Before Beca could leave, Mr. Beale grabbed her by the arm and warned, "Beca, don't let your anger cloud your judgment tonight."
Beca nodded, grabbed her backpack, and headed out of the room. Chloe gave her dad a worried look.
"Keep a close eye on her tonight, but don't get swept up in her recklessness. I know how much you love your best friend, but please don't sacrifice your life for hers. Your mom and I love you very much," Mr. Beale kissed Chloe on her head.
Chloe did as her father instructed as she and Beca headed in to the woods to repair the downed video feed. It was not easy, since Beca's anger was coming off her in waves. Chloe worried the enemy would be able to sense it.
"Beca, you need to calm down. If I can feel your anger, our enemy can too," Chloe said.
"Chlo, I can't calm down. All I want to do is pound Posen in to the nearest wall," Beca complained.
"Beca, you can do that after we fix the video feed and get out of here," Chloe placated.
Before they knew it, they found themselves looking at the reason for the downed video feed; the video equipment lay in pieces, destroyed beyond repair.
"We can't fix this. Your dad is going to have to replace everything," Beca shook her head.
They were about to head back when Beca heard rustling. She immediately pulled out her weapons. When she turned to warn Chloe, she saw her best friend already had her weapons out.
Beca whispered to Chloe, "Over there," Beca pointed towards the sound.
"Okay, you go that way and I'll go this way, so we can surround them," Chloe whispered.
Beca got the jump on the intruder first. When Chloe arrived seconds later, she found Beca had him in a tight headlock and was about to drive her Sai in to his chest.
"BECA! STOP!" Chloe screamed.
"WHAT?" Beca stopped one half inch away from his chest, "WHY?"
Beca took a good look at her captive, "DAMMIT BUMPER!" Beca roughly released the idiot who has been following Chloe around school, asking too many questions about Amy.
"I could've killed you!" Beca growled.
"Bumper, what are you doing out here?" Chloe asked.
"I heard you were taking Amy out with you tonight," Bumper answered as he rubbed his sore neck.
"The elders changed our patrol," Chloe stated, "She's with Alice tonight."
Before Bumper could take off running, Beca grabbed his collar and invaded his personal space, "Hey asshole! Even if we were, YOU shouldn't be out here! Go the fuck home! NOW! If I find you anywhere near them, I will personally cut off your tiny balls and feed them to you. GOT IT?"
Bumper's eyes were the size of saucers and he shook with the fear Beca instilled in him.
"GOT IT?" Beca repeated herself.
Bumper nodded and Beca released him. He took one last look at Beca before running off.
"Beca, you didn't have to scare him like that," Chloe said.
"Chlo, that stupid fuck is going to get himself killed," Beca answered.
Two seconds later, they heard male screaming and ran towards the sound. They found a large male with Bumper by the throat with one hand and sword dueling Alice with the other. Amy was futilely hitting the large male with what looked to Beca like a Didgeridoo, an Australian wind instrument.
"Is she hitting him with a…," Beca asked.
"It would seem so," Chloe answered.
Beca and Chloe jumped in to the fight, causing the large male to drop Bumper. Alice took the opportunity to grab the terrified idiot and hand him to Amy with explicit instructions to run to safety, before re-entering the fight. Between the three seasoned fighters, they quickly dispatched the large male, now that the two liabilities were gone.
"DAMMIT! I'm going to cut off his…," Beca yelled as she brushed herself off.
"BECA!" Chloe yelled and cut off Beca.
"WHAT?" Beca growled.
Chloe pointed behind Beca.