Saga 2 Episode 32: Two Wrongs

## Participants

Lupus DominusThe Impaler
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(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cIZhtZY2mWA&index=37&list=PLYNBny7IRlVlQVpe8xfJPnsRI2lEbpVyi ) “Damned half moons.” Walter sat upon the bench in the Kasaihana City park in district 2. The park at night had glowing white cherry blossom pedals that all shined very vibrantly in the light of the moon, even with it being this dim. Walter let his claws pop out as he grinded his index finger claw into the metal of the back of the bench over and over…and over again. Making a deep rooted groove in it’s surface. “The worst thing about planning is the wait. The wait for the right moves to be made…and while I have all the time in the world I do grow tired….of waiting.” Walter growled at the last notion. His brown eyes converting to their golden yellow hues before he held his hand up and turned his head away closing his eyes. “No no…must keep myself under control. I have to find something to occupy my time.” He stood himself up and stuffed his hands into his trench coat pockets. He wore a black long sleeve shirt, with black slacks, and black combat boots. About to walk down the long stone side walk until he caught wind of a scent on the wind.

\*sniff sniff\* “No...this cannot be.” \*sniff sniff\* “A descent of Ookami…no…Kuro. I can smell that vile pampered wolf’s essence on anything that is born in this forsaken world. The scent is far…it’s rather vague. I may not have caught it had I walked any further…I’ll follow the trail and see who dawns the scent of one of okami’s seeds. I may be able to have a nice heart shaped steak for dinner…consuming any of his children, or him himself will do me justice…” Walter would’ve shifted into a blurr form with frightening speed and started running like a wild beast towards a nearby building. He leapt up sinking his claws into it and propelling himself upwards! Darting up the wall, and searching everywhere he could for the scent he was picking up. Keeping his beastly growls quiet so he could travel unheard.

// Why now... Luccent what your plan? // Spoke an six foot tall male with crimson eyes and long black hair that moved with the steady breeze, wearing a large red coat underneath he wore a navy muscle-shirt with dark blue pants, his lower face covered by several buckles. The night howled in his presence the Vaewolf, it's been three days since his resurrection everything was a bit of a blur for dear Alastair seeing the last time he was alive he had a chat with dear Luccent stating the next time they saw each other it would be time for his promise he made long ago to come into play. Just thinking about it left Alastair puzzled it's not like he wished to back out of that plan because that wasn't the case every fiber of his body wanted to make the Warlocks pay for what they did to him long ago. The gurge of that 12 year old boy who the Warlocks left scared, beaten and alone still boiled inside Alastair, it was a shame they left him alive because that 12 year old had grown and became something the world had never seen before, The Vaewolf.

Sitting high on top of the Serizawa Corp building that was still in the works that was 25 stories high, Alastair watched the citizens go about their day able to hear their conversation, only thing that was going in his head was his two new " buddies " Alec and Selene where they really sent by Luccent to bring him back to the world of the living? Looking up into the sky Alastair saw a total of twelve bats flying around the half moon that shinned above him, what was his next plan? He already knew he wasn't going to wait on dear Luccent to have some " Fun " Is that what they call it? Anyway he did not wish to be a pawn so he knew he was going to take matters into his own hands until Luccent showed herself and he was going to start with Son Enterprise, they had control of most medical stations in this city something Alastair was going to need to keep his habit contained. It's been one day since he fed and man he was thirsty for another snack, but from who? That was the millon dollar question in Alastair mind right now he stood sitting down thinking to himself as the moon shined down on to him.

The Hunter came up atop another rooftop,  about a mile out from the being built Serizawa Corps backside. He stood there, looking at the top of the building with supernatural senses….his eyes peering over the scene as he saw the body sitting there. Sniffing the air one more good time he smiled. “There he is…” Walter stuffed his hands into his trench coat pockets and started talking. To anyone else they wouldn’t have been able to hear a word he was saying, in fact it’d look like he was simply moving his lips and mouthing words…but one with a special type of sensory would be able to hear him very well as he knew Alistar would’ve been able to.

“Pssst. Hey there tall, dark, and brooding. You look a little lost. City streets overwhelming you? Maybe getting you down a little bit? Turn around and come over here…help an Omega find his way…I’ve been searching for a pack for a while now.”

If this got the mysterious man’s attention Walter would’ve tilted his head up and simply waited. He could smell the wolf blood on him but there was something else there…something he didn’t quite understand. It’s scent was so odd and a tad repulsive. None the less if the male complied, Walter would more than likely found out. He couldn’t help but feel this was a familiar setting…he had an erratic memory. Perhaps he met this fellow one time before?...

: Psst : Hearing a low tone from behind him Alastair shifted his head just a bit showing half of his face, as his left eye glared towards Walter. Who was this man and why was he bothering him? Just by the sight of him Alastair knew he was a Wolfblood, and by the looks of it he was aware of Alastair as well. Hearing his offer about an pack, the last thing Alastair wanted was new faces he already had to deal with Alec and Selene three is already a crowd adding a fourth would just be god awful he thought to himself. So Alastair simply spoke in his normal tone ( http://www.pixiv.net/member\_illust.php?mode=medium&illust\_id=743772) " Not interested, Now if you don't mind " Alastair head turned back down to the city streets his back now facing Walter, Alastair didn't wish to be bothered right now so he turned his attention back to what it was before. If Walter had tried anything Alastair would of been ready for anything but for some reason Alastair felt he was having deja vu this man seemed familiar but this was no time for any bonding Alastair had a mission that he still needed to map out.

 If Walter was still standing there Alastair would of stood from sitting seeing this male was not giving up he could sense this man wanted a lot more than a pack group, his words said one thing but Alastair could see that his eyes said another. Now turning to Walter and staring towards him from another building Alastair who fangs where hidden would began to peek out his mouth, as he wanted to know this guy's deal he tilted his head before speaking once more. " So what do you really want? "

" Not interested, Now if you don't mind " Walter raised his eyebrows blinking for a second, putting his right hand to his chest softly and leaning back a bit holding up his other hand in an open palm posistion. “Well excuse me good hound.” Walter looked baffled, almost blatantly disrespected as the man turned his back on him. That’s  when Walter could see this wolfblood was rather feisty. Yes he had a fire to him that could burn anyone to the touch if they dared approach it without any caution. Lucky him, one thing Walter was at all times was cautious. He began to walk closer to the edge of the rooftop he was standing on, since they were literally two buildings and as he arrived at the edge he’d let one of his feet hover off of the edge before letting himself fall to the ground. Falling fifty stories from above only to land on the ground with a heavy thud! Cracks being left in the cement as he then momentarily grew his legs into his lycan legs and boosted himself back up! Leaping the necessary feet required to reach the top of the serizawa building and land on top of it with a thud as well.

When Alistar turned to face him again Walter could see him barring his fangs. " So what do you really want? " Walter chuckled and folded his arms. “You’re smarter than that Lee fellow I’ll give you that much. No I don’t want a god forsaken pack. I want to devour your heart and add it to my power.” Walter’s eyes began to fume a red mist from the corners of them. “While we’re at it, why don’t you tell me your name and origins. A Wolf bloods last thoughts should be of home.” Walter let his fangs bare as well, holding his hands by his sides with claws extended. “Take that in stride, I don’t usually act this honorable to a flea bag I don’t know…” Walter was about twenty feet away from the mystery male, with his head tilted up. A slight wind blew as his trench coat fluttered in the wind a bit. His black hair shifting across yellow eyes that stared alistar down like a piece of meat…or a five star meal. “Then again…I may know you. Tell me.” Walter pointed to the wolfblood. “Do you know Okami or any of his offspring? If so which one are you a descendent of? I can smell that filthy gifted scent on you for miles…”

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" My heart huh? Dont you think your a little too headstrong we havent even went on our first date yet, Eh what the hell lets see what you got. " Alastair had dropped his red coat allowing it to fall from the high building until landing on top of an homeless man, sporting his hoodie which he had now covered his face with, he didn't like these questions Walter were asking him why did he wish to know he wondered hearing the name Okami Alastair had simply shook his head " Do you always ask these many questions on the first date, if so it could explain a lot if your single? Or am I that special?" Chuckling to himself Alastair had seem to get a bit more serious, he wasn't much of the jokester he was rather dull if you ask anyone else, his eyes now turning a solid black color to the point where nothing was in sight heh see what I did there? (  http://dogs-of-war.wikia.com/wiki/File:Tumblr\_inline\_n3o46gVSVB1ru8mj9.gif <-- How his eyes changed )

As the steady winds took it's toll Alastair grew a slight interest in this man besides the fact he wanted his heart Alastair could tell there was something about this Wolfblood that sparked the weirdo meter to it's fullest. Now was Alastair gonna allow this guy to take his heart? Hell no matter of fact since the idea was brought up Alastair was thinking about his craving for blood even if human blood tasted better, it'll be nice to have a quick snack before the actually feast. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U2CJD734z5E <- Theme began to play) Without exchanging another word Alastair move forward towards Walter his boots clanking as he moved, Aiming to cut the gap between them he'd stop once gaining elven feet which would mean Alastair and Walter would now be only nine feet away from each other, If Walter hadn't notice the bats from above would began to swarm downwards not coming in for an attack but moving with Alastair's every step as if he was their master. Now that he stopped Alastair simply spoke " You wish to know my name? You've have to earn that right and right now Sniff Sniff\* I can smell the the bad vibes your sending so I'll give you one last chance to leave me alone I have important matters to attend to that doesnt involve senseless fighting but if that's what you want who am I to turn down a Wolfblood with an bad ego hmm?" Just as he spoke Alastair awaited for Walter's response getting into his fighting pose just incase things got ugly spreading his legs and arms apart awaiting for Walter.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PiWz8L04gig&list=RDWGiK14mri2g&index=21 )" My heart huh? Don’t you think your a little too headstrong we haven’t even went on our first date yet, Eh what the hell lets see what you got. " Walter let his claws come together for a minute, the tips of them so sharp sparks emit from them for a single second as he watched the wolf blood prepare for battle. He watched his opponent, took in his odor, and his surroundings. The ominous string of bats that seemed to follow him where he stepped. His eyes…turned a hellish black. This made Walter raise a brow. “What kind of Wolf blood…” The question lingered in Walter’s mind but his attention wouldn’t let him fully deviate from the creature in front of him. He smelled like a wolf blood but his eyes just completely threw Walter off. For a man who’s lived over a thousand years and may have literally “seen it all” this was rather odd to him.

“You wish to know my name? You've have to earn that right and right now Sniff Sniff\* I can smell the bad vibes your sending so I'll give you one last chance to leave me alone I have important matters to attend to that doesn’t involve senseless fighting but if that's what you want who am I to turn down a Wolfblood with an bad ego hmm?"

“Heh heh heh…” Walter snickered through bared fangs, with a creepy grin on his face, shaking his head from side to side. “You are something else you know that? You’re a keeper. Sorry big guy, I prefer ((https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T6CkRibOYJk click as you read the word) BLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONDES!!!!!!!”

Walter would’ve partially transformed his head into that of his Lycan’s head shape and unleashed a giant bellowing howl from his throat! This howl would’ve been a large gigantic roar that would’ve had enough force emitting from Walter’s enhanced lungs to not only shatter every window within a mile radius but it’d also enough have enough bite to shoot out a blasting impact force of over 2,000 psi! the up close radius and the fact it was tied in with speech would’ve made this a pretty decent surprise offense! If it connected,  Alaister would’ve been blasted back off of the roof at the speed of a cannon ball! To make matters worse, in the middle of this attempts timing, the moment his body edged over the roof, Walter would’ve used his immense leg strength to move just under the speed of the roar he’d bellowed, to not only have the blast hit his opponent but also in attempts to grab the man with a bear hug around his waist and tackle him downwards into the nearest office bureau! If his attempt succeeded he’d be atop of Alistair mounting him in a ufc full style mount with his right claw raised in the air before sending out a barrage of slashes towards the wolf bloods throat and chest area! Each of Walter’s claws could slice through solid steel if need be, let alone flesh like a hot knife to butter! Walter would’ve continued throwing these slashes each time his fingers digging deeper into the  neck/chest area of his opponent until he was dead or his heart was visible, each slice faster than a speeding bullet train. If his tackle attempt missed, he’d hold steady in the air leaping off of the building itself and allowing himself to fall unless interrupted of course.

Just as Alastair was lifted off his feet from the loud roar from Walter his body was sent off the edge of the 25 story building, the pressure was enough to cause Alastair's hoodie to fall right off his head along with the shattering window, even the bats where sent crashing away in the distance scared from the loud roar, all Alastair could think of was what was his next move. Just as his body began to free fall all Alastair could feel was the heavy impact from Walter's tackle it felt like he was hit by a bus, this had caused their speed of moving down towards the office building a bit faster, the force of the tackle almost left Alastair stun as the hold began to crush his sides, but he wasn't going to let this Wolfblood show him off, the moment Walter tackled Alastair, the Vawolf had looked at his postion a sly smirk forming on his face, Alastair quickly attempted to send two consecutive strikes with his elbow to the neck of Walter's the moment he wrapped his arms around him, this was apart of Alastair's fighting style he was attacking the weaker points of the skeletal structure of Walters body which would be the beginning of the spinal cord. This was a sub of Alastair's fighting style called break points,There are certain areas which are likely to lead to a break if struck effectively. They are located in the weaker points of the skelatal structure of the body. The points when hit with an effective strike can be used to disable an opponent, and then to take advantage of a situation.

If this strike had landed Walter would feel his whole body shut down for that moment, as Alastair would of took advantage seeing the office building just a few stories below he had attempted to bring Walter up by his wasit due to his body being shut down if it had worked would of loosen the grip he had on Alastair, if this was so the Vaewolf would of locked his arms around Walter's waist, having his foot resting around his neck aiming to crash into the office building and attempting to dropping Walter head first into the third floor crushing the Wolf lords skull the force of this move would of sent them crashing threw two floors. Not only that due to the height they fell Walter would of had a severe concussion Once you were to receive one concussion you were more prone to receiving a second one. Which is know as second impact concussion occurs when the brain swells rapidly, and catastrophically, after a person suffers a second concussion before symptoms from an earlier one have subsided. This second blow may occur minutes, days or weeks after an initial concussion, and even the mildest grade of concussion can lead to SIS The condition is often fatal, and almost everyone who is not killed is severely disabled or a severe head injury. If not internal bleeding in the brain, even with his bloodline that 25 story drop would of done some damage if hit(https://youtu.be/a70VSIDOp3Y?t=849 <-- Just like this you have to click it if you dont understand xD) If this had landed Alastair would of rolled back a few feet away from Walter " Heh.. I wonder if he's dead? "

## III

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rf9Q4tePbGM&list=PLYNBny7IRlVm1xHhYq5qHlNSsKkocXSF2&index=32  ) Walter was about to commit his grand attempt only to have it severely interrupted. He felt two thumps on the back of his neck. This made his right eye twitch for a moment as he tried to move his bod but founds this to be very difficult in itself. “Hm. Dick move chum.” Walter felt himself being lifted up by his waist and propelled in the air, and with an annoyed look on his face he’d have allowed the pile driver to take it’s toll! His body being thrust down through three floors of….well floor. They landed on the third floor and Walter’s head would’ve impacted the ground, sticking inside of it while his body stuck out of it like a sore thumb. Walter should’ve very well been dead if not had a severe concussion but in what could only be described as the speed of thought, a very profound process saved his life, as it had done many times before.

Walter as being one of the eldest and most advanced wolf bloods alive had complete and total control over his body and it’s enhanced state. Such to say: User can select one or more physical attributes of their anatomy, biology or physiology and focus on/enhance them, enabling drastic changes from enhancing skin density to shifting the malleability of the skeletal structure and generating new organs with various functions. While Walter was paralyzed from moving temporarily (why temporarily is to be revealed shortly) he used this physical attribute to meld his skull into the thickness it would have had he been in lycan form. In his lycan form he reaches a state of superhuman degree increasing in physical attribute strength and durability included. As such the impact to the head rung his ears like a door bell and left a knot on the top of his skull but he would’ve been far form a concussion, even further from having his brain rattled at that. Secondly, Walter while paralyzed for those few short moments, his opponent would soon find out he was much to advanced for that. With such a mastery over his body while the weak points of the bone were broken, he would’ve enhanced the strands of his spinal tissue itself! The bones while not being fixed, would’ve been shoved out of the way and moved, in order to cause his spine to be completely unharmed, in fact he enhanced the vertebrae at the same time he did his skull to prevent having a broken neck or even a spinal laceration allowing him to move as if he never took a shred of damage prevoiusly. Walter was truly a marvel of what a wolf blood could do if they mastered their powers to their fullest extent.

When Alistair had started to roll backwards by the time he uttered the first word of his sentence, he’d have seen a giant black!...hand! aimed directly at his face! Walter played the fool, taking his entire attack sequence, only to come back from it more annoyed than he was previously! Using his partial transformation ability: The user can partially transform their body, either by transforming certain parts of their body independently of the rest of it or into a "half-state" between two forms. In the case of those who can shapeshift and/or transform, this is largely due to increased control over the transformation. He morphed his entire arm into that which he would have in his lycan state! His arm was inhumanly bigger than his body, and by enhancing his muscles to increase his already enhanced strength and speed, and attempting to dig his steel shattering claws into both temples of alistar’s face to send his body into shock and prevent breathing and muscle movement,  Walter’s interruptive offense would’ve proved an almost guarantee as he’d finish what he’d said earlier.’

“Dick…move.”

Walter would then attempt to take Alaistar by his face and dragging the back of his skull through the repeated office building walls! The both of them moving at speeds to rival that of a literal “blink of an eye” , as Walter made sure to bash his opponents skull through 5 solid walls and steel beams, breaking each of them with his opponents body! Attempting to cause some of the metallic shards to imbed themselves into his back side, shoulder blades, lower back muscles, and spleen, and also cause him a concussion and severe bleeding of the brain, with a massive feeling of jet lag! Should they five wall attempt be successful, Walter would’ve stopped his momentum and attempted to throw his opponent through the office window! Sending him through the glass with bits of it imbedded into his skin and into the back of a moving eighteen wheeler truck! Should his body connect with it the truck would’ve swerved onto its side sliding up the street before knocking over a few lamp post and crashing into the middle of a 4 way intersection, causing even more cars to slide and move off of the road!

Should the five wall counter be interrupted, Walter was more than confident in his adaptability to fight seeing as how he’d recovered from what one would’ve thought to kill him.

The hand moved so fast that it came towards Alastair sight as a blur once his attacked had connected, it caused the Vaewolf to pause for that moment, giving Walter the advantage seeing him grab on to Alastiar's face as he begun to smash his skull against the office walls. // How was he able to get up so fast.. That was a 25 story fall there no way // These thoughts ran through Alastair mind as he was being tossed like an rag doll his skull being brutally beaten from the walls, his backside had been stabbed from the broken pieces of pipes and shards.  At first it left Alastair stun seeing how fast Walter moved it still puzzled him, but the moment Walter paused in an attempt to toss Alastair the Vaewolf attempted to simply bite down on to the hand of Walter during the time he had tossed him through the window, if this had happened Alastair teeth would of cut Walter's hand giving Alastair the chance to taste the blood of an elder Lycan. If this had landed the moment Alastair would of tasted Walter's blood his reflexes would of enchanted to the point where he'd quickly use his left palm in an attempt to crush Walter's chin with enough force to send his head flying upwards of this had happened Walter would of been left stun following this Alastair attempted to send both of his feet into the chest of Walter aiming to knock Walter out of the window instead. The force of Alastair kick would of sent Walter crashing down on to the city streets the same moment were that same 14 wheeler truck was coming in to run Walter over which would send the Elder wolf badly buried by the trunk that was going about 145mph.

But that was the least of Walter's worries as if this had connected, the moment Walter would of stood up he would of saw about a hundred Alastair's staring him down, but the truth of this was the moment Alastair bit down on to Walter his venom was transmitted into Walter's bloodstream. Once the blood is contaminated by the toxin, the Lycan heart will pump the venom throughout their entire cardiovascular and systemic circulatory system, during which time it will infect every cell in there body, causing the Lycan transformation to now not be a choice even if the Lycan is unaffected by toxin this wasn't no normal poison this was the blood the Vaewolf. Which causes people to hallucinate and go rabid as if it were a wild animal, causing them to lash out as their bodies went into survival mode. If this had happened Walter would be in a battle of the mind because these Alastair's he saw where just normal citizens of Kasahinana. But to Walter not knowing of this move he'd prob think this was Alastair performing a clone tech? If this had happened the real Alastair would of watched from above lifting his hands high into the air as if he was summoning something but what?

Walter would’ve been attempting to toss Alistair out of the window when he felt a sudden sharp pain impact the center of his palm. Walter narrowed his eyes at this as Alistair decided to make a come back out of nearly nowhere, and palm Walter in his chin. Walter kept his plain and uninterested face but his right eye did twitch as he had a nice shiner on the base of his chin at this point in time. His head rattled a bit, but with his enhanced spine, he kept his head from moving, and that being said his head would be immune to concussion based damage seeing as how his skull couldn’t be moved to rattle the brain and cause any further mental damage.  Walter then took a drop kick to the chest and was blasted out of the window into the truck bed, the truck sliding across the ground. Walter adjusted his jaw a bit, hearing it crack twice before sitting up and dusting off his ripped trench coat. “Ngh…REALLY testing my patience here. “ Walter looked around and suddenly he’d begun to see…Alistair’s.

Ten Alistair’s later.

Twenty Alistair’s later.

Thirty Alistair’s later.

So many Allister’s later that the old Alaister got tired of multiplying and they had to get a new Alistair played by Tyrell Thomas.

\*Just Kidding\*

Walter stood there and looked at all of the clones. He began to breathe a bit harder, his golden eyes emitting a red smoke from the corners of them as he looked around. While Alistair would’ve expected him to probably go completely mad and feral at any point in time, this wouldn’t be the case at all. Walter spent years, over a thousand mastering the beastly urges of  a gorge wolf to become a complete beast of utter savagery…but supreme sophistication. His mental  mind state warped to believe he himself was no longer human able to hone and focus his primal urges with the surgical precision of a blade, in turn not only making him immune to the toxin that would eventually be eradicated by the light of the half-moon upon his body. He kept completely calm, his years of mental fortitude keeping him in sanity even through this illusive toxin, looking around at the Alistair’s passing him by. “Are you going to hide behind these tricks or are you going to face me like a true predator of the night…unless you wish to become the prey instead.” Walter stood in the middle of the street grinding his claws against the other sparks coming from them every time he did so.

IV
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Watching from above Alastair who hands where still raised looked down on to Walter the same smirk from earlier forming again on his face, it was what he was summoning that was brining him great joy. Large clouds would began to cover the area around Walter and the citizens of Kasanahinana, but these weren't normal clouds in fact they weren't clouds at all. // Here we go.. // From the moment Alastair raised his hands he had been summoning bats to his aid due to him having control over various bats. Alastair controls them to do his bidding like, help him during situations, use them against foes, use them to see locations and get information about a particular place, use them for battle, use them for spying on others. Just as he closed his hands thousands of bats had formed into two sections forming into a tendril shape, due to Alastair's toxin Walter would of just saw clouds, but this was all apart of Alastair's plan just as Walter spoke about prey the moment his mouth opened Alastair dropped his left arm which caused the first group to swarm down in an attempt to rush Walter if this had landed Walter would of felt like he had just been hit by an wrecking ball as if this had worked he'd be sent flying high into the air the bats charging him before aiming to ram him through an whole building. Which would cause great pain towards Walter, Walter's body would of  began to get destroyed as he would be sent through each building the sight of this would cause the citizens well in Walter eyes Alastair's to run like hell, causing sirens to be heard coming towards the location. If this had happened while in mid air the second group would of attempted to charge Walter towards the helicopter that was coming there way if this had landed the moment Walter would of hit the copter it would of exploded on impact the explosion sending Walter down back into the city streets. But if Walter had found a way around this move Alastair would of been ready for anything he threw at him.

Walter would’ve gone to make his witty remark but that’s when something weird appeared above his mental. He began to see clouds coming down from the sky right at his direction! Walter’s speech interrupted he folded his arms in front of his body in an “X” Like formation as the clouds began to swarm him and start pushing him backwards like some kind of physical tendril! Walter held this block for a second before his claws began to extend themselves from his fingertips arguably longer than what they had been previously! Walter would’ve been sent back first through the wall of a building, and after being propelled through the five buildings, his feet managed to touch the ground of the fifth, the balls of his feet digging into the tile as Walter growled aloud! His eyes converted from their golden yellow into the hellish red, encasing his entire eye as his body morphed into its Lycan state! Once this happened Walter would’ve begun…slicing every single bat that held a life in that barrage! His hands moving at near sonic speeds, black fur laced whips of destruction that sliced each bat into bits and pieces! His body moving forward slowly and menacingly, his wolf shaped face completely unphased as he travelled through the bats stride to cut and kill as many as the man would’ve continued to send at him! But how did Walter even know they were bats in the first place?!?!

Simple really as Walter had supernatural sensory: User senses of sight, taste, hearing, touch, and smell are glaringly, obviously and super/unnaturally more acute than their race. They can see kilometers away, see the faintest distinctions, track things too fast for the natural eye, hear through dense walls perfectly, listen to a sweat drop from someone’s face in another room, smell anything over vast distances, able to smell individual molecules/atoms, conceptual forces and even immaterial beings/entities, taste the smallest details; to the extent of molecular distinguishment, and feel the slightest vibration in the air and ground. Walter even while visually he saw different could smell and hear the individual bats coming his way. Each of their little screeches and the flapping of their wings gave him cues as to where they were and the vibrations they emitted from their movements brushed and changed the air pressure around Walter, enabling him to see without seeing per say. He’d even had track of Alistair’s position even during the illusion itself! Playing the fool to let his opponent feel as if he’d had the upper hand when really the playing field was as even as even could get.

His back had been bruised and scratched and in his lycan form he only wore the tattered cargo pants on his person now. The user is at the peak physical and mental condition of their species in that verse can achieve without any supernatural methods and remain that way with little or no maintaining. This entails that they are faster, stronger, more intelligent and overall superior to fellow members of their species without being obviously supernatural. User is able to tap into primal, unstoppable rage that allows them to perform in vastly increased capacity, taking and inflicting damage that they wouldn't in their normal state. In some cases, the user's mind descends so far into the feral rage that, mentally, they are little more than animals. The user possesses extraordinary talent and instinct in/for hunting all things. They can track anything under any conditions, sense the weaknesses of their prey and exploit them and finally kill or capture their prey. The user possesses predatory instincts, allowing them to become masters of hunting and tracking. One with this ability can discern numerous factors of a situation that make them a master of pursuit and capture. This includes what move a foe will make, where they are headed (if the user is in the foe’s proximity, or knows the foe fairly well), as well as how to effectively cause a foe to play right into one’s hands in combat/pursuit. In this form, Walter taps into his true inner beast, becoming strong enough to lift large aircrafts and destroy toughest metals, fast enough to break Mach 1 (1,236km/768mph), durable enough to take powerful explosions.

If the bats kept coming at this point, Walter would’ve utterly obliterated them all in mere minutes, unless the man decided to pull them back from this losing battle. The helicopter he would’ve ran into would’ve circled around the building to check the damage but in doing this it would’ve come into Walter’s immediate view! Walter would’ve leapt from the ledge of the building, soaring through the air in his beastly form and digging his claws into the helicopter! During his jump arch, he’d be traveling at a solid Mach 1 speed, ripping the helicopter in half completely and heading directly towards Alistair’s standing spot! He was now about 30 feet above where he was standing with two halves of a helicopter in his clawed grasp! Walter would’ve tossed the lower half of the helicopter where the long tail was at Alastair first, sending it at the speed of a sniper bullet, and only a second later would he attempt to throw the second part at him that still had spinning blades! Both of these helicopter halves traveling towards him at a fast sniper like pace but Walter was far from done. He’d swell his throat, and take in a quick breathe, the helicopter pieces not even a full stride away from him before he unleashed a massive roar with all of his might! The roar would’ve sent a wave of air pressure that condensed inside of the helicopter’s gas tank and caused an implosion followed by a flaming projectile to fly at Alastair!

Should the flaming helicopter pieces hit him or an area within 10 feet of him, an \*explosion\* would occur to which Walter would’ve attempted to burn the wolf blood to a crisp. Walter himself would’ve landed 20 feet on the opposite side of the rooftop Alastair would’ve been standing on. Standing up tall and straight huffing and puffing not out of exhaustion but out of sheer rage as his eyes and mouth emitted  steaming red smoke. He waited to see what his opponent had left, his canines oozing with saliva hoping that he didn’t char the meaty heart of this…mysterious wolf blood.

Serizawa: Watching the scene from below Alastair had tilted his head watching Walter go through serval buildings before he planned his attack to counter Alastair's bat. Alastair saw everything even when Walter was inside the building this was due to Alastair having control over animal senses he could see through their eyes and analyze Walter just by being where he was now thats how he knew Walter had approached him in the beginning of this battle. The citizens had cleared out the moment the Heli had placed their spotlight on Alastair he quickly covered his face from the bright blinding light causing him to give out an large hiss. The moment Walter had leaped and attacked the Heli causing the light to vanish once Alastair had removed his hand from his face he was in for an big surprise seeing the wreck and pieces of the Heli was heading his way and fast! //Son of a B\*\*! // BOOOOM The large explosion had sent the whole building coming down, the Heli had swung and hit Alastair on his side plus the explosion had buried the Vaewolf or that what it seemed. Moments had passed and nothing it almost seemed as if Walter had won the battle but underneath the rocks and bricks an large roar would be heard enough to echo throughout the city streets, and seconds later an dark figure had shot out the broken down building before landing on the same building as Walter if Walter was wondering how he survived it was because Alastair is able to survive massive and even horrific injuries or damage, or almost any level of danger or circumstances. But what stood in front of Walter wasn't the Alastair he would remember no this Alastair was a bit more...Beastly his shirt had been totally burn to crips exposing his bluish skin his teeth bearing fangs of two types on the top and bottom of his mouth. (  http://dogs-of-war.wikia.com/wiki/File:Don\_t\_mess\_with\_michael\_by\_kernim.jpg   <-- how he looked) Loud growls would be heard coming from this beast, it almost seemed he didn't have control over it before he simply pulled out his hand egging Walter to come at him, he then mumbled these words " Wolfblood with ego.

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Walter stood there in his Lycan form seeing that his mysterious opponent not only survived the ordeal but had completely ignored the explosion that took place prior to hitting him! Walter’s eyes glowed an even fiercer red than they were before as he growled aloud and curled his fingers. “No….” He told himself. “I don’t need to stand here and senselessly fight him…that is NOT a wolf blood transformation of any kind. He’s something else…something…more.” Walter thought to himself as he narrowed his eyes. He then proceeded to place and lower himself down onto the ground in an all fours position, saliva drooling from his teeth as he growled in a low tone at Alastair.

Before long Walter took off! His beastly body moving from side to side in a zig zag motion, moving at the speed of sound as he’d attempt to dart behind the menacing opponent for a quick second, only to pounce! Leaping up from the ground and wrapping his large arm around the middle of his biceps and torso with his right arm, and at the same time drawing his left arm in attempt to dig his claws into the back of his neck and if this went through the both of them would’ve momentarily been caught in a temporary stasis!

Werewolves can transfer (give or take) memories by inserting claws into nape of an individual's neck. This ability can establish mind-to-mind communication and, with practice, allow for memory manipulation or erasure. Walter would’ve received brief flashes of Alistair’s life time. His past, his memories, feelings, pain and experiences. However what Walter would’ve not known is that because of Alistair’s unique physiology Alastair would’ve been able to see Walter’s memories and past life as well! It only took a single minute for the exchange of memories to be done as after it was over, Walter would’ve released the opponent from his grip taking a few steps back before shaking his lycan head and growling. Speaking as he took a few steps back he’d look at his opponent up and down now balancing on the edge of the building. “Alastair….” Walter stood there letting his body transform back into the regular human like half wolf form he took for the majority of the time.

“Your name is Alastair…a…a Vaewolf. The only one…” Walter let himself fall backwards off of the building, simply falling back first. His body morphed once more drastically as he back flipped and landed onto the ground in his lycan form once more. “I’ve learned all I needed to…I need Tasanagi. Where is TASANAGI!!?!” he growled as he began to take off down the street, the speed of his four legged sprint evacuating him form the area. On his way out he passed by KPF cars, zipping between them and causing a few of them to skid off course and almost crash as they went to give relief to the people who’d been hurt and injured during this entire fight scenario.

ACK! // What is he doing! // Alastair shouted inside his head once Walter's attack to the back of his neck had connected the mouth his claws touched him Alastair memories had fluttered before his very eyes. //Flashback// " Papa.. " Deep in the pits of Alastair's mind it had taken him back 40 years ago back when he was just a Lycan in his arms was his dying father the Alpha of his time was defeated by the Warlocks who invaded there pact due to an traitor of the clan. Dying in his arms Alastair hands were soaked with his fathers blood his chest was caved in from along with him missing an right leg, he clutched his father close he was all he had left his mother, aunt the people who use to call family was all dead. Just as Alastair was about to speak he could hear the clunking of boots racing towards their postion it was the Warlocks they were headed towards him and his dad. " Dad Im sorry.. " //- End of Flash back and into a new one - //At what price? " Alastiar was shocked at his response he wasn't even thinking who was this woman? : At what price? The price of your word I will give this power only if you use it to slaughter each and every Warlock and Wolfblood that stands in your way. Just like how they did to your family I want you to strike the fear in their hearts just as they did yours young Lycan. But your thirst for human blood will be untamable but if you can resist for four days you will return to your huma.... I mean Lycan state. Your body will envlove into something greater something the world has never seen before. A Vaewolf: // End // " I remember... " Alastair spoke holding the back of his neck which began to heal as he looked over to Walter hearing Walter speak his name and fall from the edge Alastair had smirk not only does he remember his goal he also knows of Walter himself as well. Hearing the sirens Alastair had completelty turned his body into a group of bats before the bats had swarmed away in the night only thing on his mind was his new goal which was that Book.