Saga 2 Episode 46: The Bottom of The Food Chain Pt 1

## The Start

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7rAUWmR43U0&index=15&list=PLYNBny7IRlVlQVpe8xfJPnsRI2lEbpVyi ) The Sunset in Kasiahana recently was a dangerous time. With the recent surge in Wolfbood activity it got pretty dangerous to be out on the streets…the Wolfbloods and The Warlocks. Inlcuing other supernatural things that might be lurking out and about just waiting for the night time to set in. they wanted to do nothing more than savage the night for everything they could get out of it uncaring of who was around…as they refused to let anyone stop them regardless. It was on this night, a lone white haired warrior would’ve been cursing the city streets in his expensive Lexis hover vehicle. Diving a hover vehicle low to the streets because he was looking for something…

The male who sat driving the car, holding the wheel with his left hand was none other than the younger brother of Conan, Axel. Axel has snow white hair, from the mutegen inside of his body as of being Warlock. He has yellow eyes and irises, but hides them behind brown contacts. One true eye color stems from his anger, when he's enraged they turn a blood red. He has the build of one who hunts monsters, and never looks happy, in fact he looks rather grouchy 24/7. He also hides his right arm in bandages, as underneath it lies something very discolored to the rest of his fair skin. He had a cast around his right arm looping around the back of his trench coat. His yellow eyes scanning left and right looking through alleyways as his nose went to work. He was looking…for the Wolfblood responsible for his brothers untimely injury. “Lupus Dominus…” he spoke to himself. “I will find you…and I’ll make you pay for what you did to my brother. “ he continued, the lights passing by him as he monolaughed. “my family is already scattered and separated…I don’t need any more of that. We have to stick together…for mom’s sake.” His voice got a tad shakey when mentioning his mother. Axel shook his head playing it off, as he continued his drive.

Elsewhere…

Walter would’ve been making his way home from the school. He’d stayed over to finish grading the history papers and decided to walk home for the night. He was looking for another capable Beta to add to his pack. Someone worthy, this time a more physical specimen who’d be worthy in a fight. While he had two willing participants, he needed at least two more to the fold…in his work outfit, he was completely disguised, masking his scent. He’d heard about the warlocks actually increasing their routine patrols. So he needed to watch his back. He had the thoughts running through his mind, his hand in his pocket. The kiss he and Tahira shared still on his mind and each time he thought of it it made him want to vomit. Not because of the kiss itself but the fact he needed emotion…the fact he was attached to someone…it pissed him off and yet he couldn’t escape the feeling of her skin in his hands. “Damn…I’ve got to focus. Find a public area and scope it out to find someone else worthy to the pack.” His search continued.

( https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=jdOVYxnSRbw ) The hour was late...just a few minutes past sunset she wagered by the way the sun's light faded over the horizon. Though most who attended Kasaihana High had long since gone home to bed Tahira herself was just now leaving the place where she posed as a 17 year old student though in truth she was actually almost 30 in age and standards after spar against Cho, another Wolfblood charged to her by an alpha they'd met after their little groups skirmish with the Warlocks the another night for her to teach all she knows to. A spar that carryed over into the late night hour. She told herself carrying with her the book bag full of books and other items Connie had given her and dressed in a long sleeve baby doll dress, jean pants, a pair of wedge styled boots and typically heavy New York style winter coat as made her way down Central into the heart of D2's busy connector. Since the fight things between both wolves and the Warlocks had become even worst, patrols between the two was almost as consistent as the time on a watch, Mike still wasn't improving and to make matters more difficult she'd sniffed out something wicked from Walter that down right had her avoiding the man at all levels even skipping his class just not to see him. The notion in itself literally sicken her as she had never been the jealous type, so why did she give a damn who he played with anyway? It was ideal that made her scoff out loud but mentally she already knew the answer to this. 'Its it because you're his MATE.' Again she would scoff at the very word continuing her stroll down the street. Several men of course stopping to look upon her and even one attempting to ask her for her number but Tah easily brushed them off not really want think about a man let alone the kiss she'd shared with him that now haunted her every step.....even the warmth of him pressed so firmly against her....."Tahira, you need to get a grip on yourself and focus on the task at hand. You can deal with the....unpleasantries later." She said making a left on Broadway which lead her through the cafes part of town which despite the weather was actually busy and crowded.

Axel continued driving, and as he was coming up on Broadway he slowed his car to a stop. His nose twitched twice…only twice before he narrowed his eyes. “I can smell it…the wolfblood….” Axel put the car in park and reached into the bag in the passengers seat. He pulled out a vial of green glitter and popped the top off it. He sprinkled it on his being one good time, a special type of dust meant to eliminate the scent of a person and mask the sound of a person’s heart beat. It only last for so long (2 post) so he had to be quick with it. Opening the car door and shutting it slowly, he walked to the backseat and opened up the guitar case pulling out his faithful blaze. Holding it in his left hand before putting it on the holster on his right hip. He then took the pistol out and put it in the lower thigh holster on his left hip as well to et ready properly.

Taking his time and letting the wolfblood female walk forward at least putting a mile of distance between the both of them. The scent was wolfblood but familiar…as if he knew the scent from long ago. He ignored that vibe in his head that may have told him other wise and was prepared to stalk her for the long haul, but he heard foot steps in the distance behind him. Not even a whole mile out from wehre he was in the direction he just came from a body would’ve turned the corner and that body would’ve been Walters…but with a masked scent and vice versa for Axel the two didn’t outright know which was which, the truth about the other. As Walter continued walking he also noticed the white hair. This put him in alert mode and after having made eye contact with the man he had no choice but to speak. “Hello, and good evening sir. Can I help you? You appear lost.” Axel flicked his nose with his thumb and started walking towards Walter. “Actually you can…you’re that new teacher at Kasaihana High aren’t you?” Walter adjusted his glasses and nodded to him. “Yes, yes I am. Mr.Ratlaw. Why are you a concerened parent? If so the confrences are in about a week if you’d like to see me then. It’s getting late and I’d like to get home.”

Axel licked the inside of his cheek and nodded, tilting his head up at Walter. “Oh really? Oh okay…” Axel took a few steps back before reaching into his trench coat pocket and throwing a glass orb with black dust inside of it down onto the ground. As he did the dust settled out into a straight line and Walter narrowed his eyes a bit. Axel had thrown some shadow shade on the ground…a type of dust that supernatural creatures cannot cross by any means. Walter looked down and then up. Wiping his nose  and waving his free hand back and forth. “I don’t…much know what’s going on sir but I think you should leave before I call the authorities. You’re acting rather suspicious…” Axel pulled his gun out on Walter, pointing the barrel right to his forehead. “Prove your not some freak of nature and cross this line. You do that I won’t put two in your skull.” “Sir I-“ “Cross….the line.” Walter tilted his head and as he did his neck popped a bit. He then made a bold move reaching up and gripping the barrel of the gun pressing it to his forehead. Axel raised his eyebrows in shock. “I’d like to ask you how you figured it out but the fact that you know is more than enough reason to kill you now.” Axel went to pull the trigger and Walter knocked his arm waywards, the both of them sliding back 10 feet apart form each other!

Walter dropping his suitcase and crouching on the ground.  Axel standing back up with the gun pointed straight at him. Walter sniffed the air before lowering his head back at Axel. “I smell demon on you Warlock…what you hiding in that cast eh?” Axel turned his body to render the cast out of view. “None of your business. I’m gonna kill you…for what you did to my BROTHER!!!” gunshots began to fill then night air as a loud growl could be heard! Walter leaping from parked car to parked car to avoid the bullets, before ducking behind a dumpster. Axel walked to the middle of the street shouting. “Come out here and fight me like a man!”

Now whether or not the person realized it or not, Tahira could still sense whether someone was near her person or looking at her as her training with the Warlocks and heightened sensory as a result of it would always make up for whatever her Wolfblood instincts would lack in here, the hairs on the back of course starting to react to the presence of someone who might have meant her ill intent was close at hand. Was it a warlock? She thought, very tempted to look back but since she'd taught this game to most of her students she didn't knowing that would only cause her wolf to panic and thus the chase would begin. Instead Tah continued walking acting as if no one was there, knowing full well that who ever it was would follow her into the depths of hell if it meant one less Wolf in there mist. And unfortunately for them that would be a fools mistake in this since she wasn't just any old one at that, the young woman opting to use the long way back to the hotel she was staying in rather than the short cut she'd always take there by making a left off of  Broadway onto Main. All in the hopes of luring him into a trap of her very own as she was aware that Draven was awaiting her outside and had been rather antsy since her first encounter with Walter to bash someone's face in. Something up until now she hadn't permitted but if this one continued her pursuit she would have no choice but to let the little bitch have it. After all “We hunt those who hunt us” right Corxin....” she'd say to herself finally allowing herself to taunt the Warlocks creed without any sympathy, her tolerance with people who stood behind them wearing off whilst she kept on walking onto have her heightened senses start lower in proxy almost as if.....whom ever was following had completely stopped. This of course allowing Tahira to satisfy the urge she had to look back only to discover that she was right, they were gone without a trace. But the interesting question was where to....

The young wolfblood turning her head back around into order to resume the journey home only to have her nose take in whiff of something odd the moment Axel moved to drop some Shadow shade on the ground in front of Walter. This sending her senses into a panic as she recognized its odor immediately and turned on her heels without so much as a thought, her feet running at top speeds as she had not a second to loose here if she was going to save who ever it was that was danger. 'Shadow shade....this could only mean...that I was right, who ever was following me was a warlock and somehow in their pursuit of me they must've found a new target.' She thought darting through the bustling streets like they were nothing most only seeing a blurry outline of her form as she passes them by.  A sound of literal shots from the barrel of a gun being fired into air and people screaming while running for their lives in the opposite direction only confirming her hunch about there being a new target as she came upon the scene still a good 2 feet  or so away from the madness. But what she saw however was another matter altogether, her golden orbs falling upon the 6'2 , 165 lb frame of white haired, yellow eyed male that was none other than one her former students , Alexander 'Axel' Dangerfield firing away and ranting away like a madman about how he was going to kill someone and make them pay for what they did to his brother. The person of course being none other than Mr. Ratlaw her Lit teacher from school! Or rather Walter....her mate as she knew him to truly be here. Walter of course showing the young warlock his merit at being a superior of their race by taking to the air and using the parked vehicles for leverage before finally ducking behind a dumpster and leaving Axel alone in the middle of the street ranting. “Come out here and fight me like a man!” Tahira shaking her head sorrowful at her former pupil as he still hadn't learned shit yet after all the thrashings she'd given him. As to Walter to extent she thought that was a bit of poetic justice for him...being hunted down into oblivion but in truth she knew deep down that she had to help him.....

“What a fucking dilemma.....” was all that fell from the 27 year old wolfblood's lips, moving to kneel so that she could extract her duel bladed chakrim from her back pack one she sat it upon the ground as it was the only weapon she carried that she could get passed the metal detectors on the grounds before

placing it on the hip holster she wore as a belt. Tahira quickly looking up towards the surround areas this included buildings and other structures to get a gauge and range of where everything was before shifting her gold orbs back to Axel who might have by this point have moved to lift his gun once more whilst in the process of trying search for dare I it “say her wolf”. All in preparations for what she had set in mind to do next as if anyone was killing that bastard it would most definitely be her and no one else!

Walter stayed crouched behind the dumpster and took in deep breathes. He had a bit of resistance to this kind of stuff sure, but that didn’t outright mean he’d just go barreling into something that could kill him especially someone was skilled as Conan’s bloody brother. “Got to play smart…the pack isn’t around so I’ll need a damn good diversion. “ Walter turned around gripping the dumpster with both of his hands and lifting it up infront of him running in a straight sprint towards Axel! Axel shot at the dumpster but the bullets didn’t pass all the way through or even puncuture it fully and Walter would’ve tossed the dumpster at Axel form a close distance! Axel leaning back letting the dumpster pass over his body only to allowing the cunning Walter to come in for an attack! He leapt above the Warlock but Axel used his left foot and shot it up to kick Walter way from him! Walter rebounded, landed on the side of a building latching on to it and growling at his opponent. Axel went to reload his gun…when his eyes widened.

“You missing something?” Walter let his opponents utility belt dangle from his finger before he reared back and tossed the belt miles away from the scene! “You Warlocks are only as good as the gadgets you keep…now you’ve no choice but to face me like a man.” Axel nodded and turned his back on Walter. A bold move…but even the cunning gorge wolf wouldn’t dare rush a Warlock. That’s suicide. “So you think you got me by the balls huh…” Axel started. “I bet that’s how you and that other damned alpha felt when you ambushed my brother…my young Warlock comrades…” Axel began to unwrap the cast on his arm and as he did a surge of energy could be felt through the area…but this wasn’t run of the mill chi energy…oh not this was something much darker, much more potent. Demon energy.

Demon Energy (妖気, Yōki) or Demonic Aura is only by demons ( Not Oni ). Its strength varies greatly on the user. As stated by those whom have studied the terminology, Demon Energy is not always as strong as its counter part Sacred Energy, but it gives a pleasurable sensation. It is also often more potent than Sacred Energy, due to demons usually possessing far greater amounts of energy than humans and those of the angelic divine blood. Demon Energy can be powered by intense emotions.

Though this is rarely used due to the confrontational nature of demons, demons can harness this energy to heal themselves. Though those within lower ranks on the demon food chain are the only ones who show it, the fact that Stronger Demons will use their remaining energy to heal themself rather than to die out right, This proves that any demon is capable of healing themselves, only they rarely use it as demons tend to prefer using the energy for offense. Humans can use it, if they sign there soul over to The God/Gaurdian of The Demon world ( Hell. ) But it does have a great many side-effects. Like sending the user into a spiral of loss sanity, and morph the human into something rather ghoulish in nature.

This is the arm that Axel and Conan's father used to attach to his son's severed nub. It saved his life and enhanced him to a slight degree. The arm itself constantly battles with the mutegen inside of Axel's body and while this has it's painful side effects it does come with great benefits. It puts Axel in a constant state of enhanced condition, physically and mentally, the arm itself is also supernaturally dense, able to with stand superhuman impacts with ease, so much so Axel won't even flinch at most strong impacts that attack said arm. It also gives him aura projection, able to project a large silhouette of the arm itself in a opaque light blue shade with a red palm. This shade is 6 feet in diameter, and can be used to grapple things 20 feet in front of Axel, or sling him around for maneuverability. The shade is composed of mandarins that become tangible on his whim. After usage it recedes back into the arm. The inside glowing blue palm is incredibly hot, able to melt Titanium on touch alone, which is why he often keeps it wrapped in special sigil sign blessed fabrics so it doesn't impede on his daily life.

Axel let the red and blue arm glow brightly for a second before he turned around and launched it towards Walter! Walter nimbly dodged the giant silhouette of a hand landing on the ground as the hand dug into the brick pulling a chunk of it off of it! As it did Axel tossed it at Walter! Walter began to run on all fours in the road, avoiding the repeated vertical slams of a giant silhouette fist which was the size of a mini van! “I’ve got to close the distance….” Walter thought to himself as he bounced off of a wall with another narrow dodge before he cartwheeled in the air and let the chi in his body build and swell up inside of his throat before he shot out 3 explsoive push blast from his mouth! “BOOM BOOM BOOM!” one after another trying to take him out and make a distraction! In doing so, Axel would’ve reared his right hand back and began throwing a left hook, a right hook, and an uppercut! Punching each blast and letting them explode right infront of him, causing each to explode! The smoke poured, and a giant shadow came towards Axel through the thick of the smoke! It was Walter shifted into a Lycan wolf form as he tackled Axel and pinned him against the side of a car, denting it’s doors and windows inwards! Walter pinned him down and growled in his face, snarling at the Warlock! However axel fearless in the face of danger, simply gave Walter a smirk before  suddenly a giant blue shilouette of a hand curled up and around his body! The hand big enough to trap a full grown Lycan in it’s grasp as Axel lifted his hand up into the air, sending Walter’s body soaring before slamming it right back down!

Axel lifted and slammed Walter over and over, and OVER again! He repeated this until he finally threw Walter against the steel doors of an old movie theater. He kept him pinned there as Walter had streams of crimson leaking from the corners of his wolven mouth. Axel kept him held, and using his free hand with drew his sword from his hip. “I’ve let this blade soak in angry bloom and shadow shade for 24 hours. Just the very stench alone should be draining you of your powers…” Walter knew he wasn’t kidding…as he felt himself transforming back into his human form, only to be angry and stare Axel down with a killing intent. “Any last words…mutt?” Axel moved closer and closer, ready to land the finishing blow.

Taking several steps forwards Tahira would've successfully closed in the gap between herself and these happenings, placing her dead line of fire so to speak as part of her truly wished she had her scimitars in hand with her rather than her chakrim at the moment. Axel moving to take aim at the dumpster at the very same time she went for the holster dislodging the circular blade with care not to cut herself as it had been soaked in Deadly Night Shade, a poison that would immobilize a target of oni or wolfblood origins just long enough for a skilled Warlocks to split their open and severe their heads from the body, thus delivering the final blow. The attack she had in mind of course begin a simple one as she would proceed to raise it upwards in her grasp, then lower it at a vertical angle, Tahira hearing the shots against the dumpster being fired but due the makings of it the bullet was unable to penetrate the metal which caused her hesitate throwing the weapon for a moment, Walter taking the dumpster in hand tossing it in the young warlocks direction, only for him to evade it back leaning all the way back thus avoiding the impact and giving the elder wolfblood the advantage of attack that he needed. But again he was met with defeat as Alex extending his left foot in order to kick Walter away from him.  And the elder wolf managing to rebound once again by latching onto a building growling at the young boy who went to reload his gun. Now the entire time this was going on Tahira did her best to take aim at the right side of a building but every time she went curl back her wrist towards her to let the weapon go Walter would immediately become one of the targets it would lay claim to rather than the boy Axel. And that was a shot that she wasn't about risk happening no matter how much she wanted him dead. So she was forced to stand there powerless watching as Walter revealed to Axel that some how in the tussle that he'd stolen his utility belt which for the most part from what Tah knew was wayyyy ass bold for any supernatural creature to do when facing a Warlock. “You Warlocks are only as good as the gadgets you keep…now you’ve no choice but to face me like a man.” tossing the things miles away from where all three were standing. So you think you got me by the balls huh…”  Tah heard Axel say. “I bet that’s how you and that other damned alpha felt when you ambushed my brother…my young Warlock comrades…” his hand moving to unwrap the other which was bound in some sort of seal from what she could make out from the distance she was from, still unsure of whether or not the boy had managed to pick up on her scent or not.

But surge of energy radiating from the cast that was on said arm was seriously making the hairs on the back of her neck stand straight up as it was a sign....that her former student had broken one of the greatest taboos of them all....becoming exactly like that in which the Warlocks hunt as the vector of dark energy known to all as Demon Energy began to trickle over off of it into the air around them as the scent in the air became stagnate and covered in death. A smell that almost made the young wolfblood throw up where she was standing as the arm produced an aura like hand  of blue almost 6 or so feet in diameter and shade made of mandarins. An art that even Tah herself was unsure or not if was forbidden or not by warlock standards though she knew that the use of Demon Energy sure as fuck did if Master Corxin ever learned of it.  Axel quickly making use of his new advantage by attacking Walter first with the arm and causing the wolfblood to dodge it still the hand finding solace on the ground as it dug into the brick, pulled up a chuck of it, and Axel flung it all in Walters direction. But by this point in the game Tahira had found that she could no longer hold her position taking off running in the direction of the massive slab of stone, her fist and feet cutting through the air with one swift motion together and ultimately shattering it once they both made contact into nothing but rubble. The banging of Axel's silhouetted hand banging against the pavement like it was trying squash a very BIG bug soon catching her attention once all the rubble has dispersed and fallen, as her eyes caught sight of Walter on all fours running away trying to gain some distance from the demonic thing before emitting 3 explosive blasts from his mouth firing them at the boy repetitively. “I have to find a way to immobilize that hand of his.” Tahira thought her hits again the rock that was thrown pointing out a a simple fact she'd forgotten as she stood out in the open for anyone to see utterly exhausted and far from rare form at the moment especially after her bout with Cho earlier on this evening. “No wonder my head's not into this.” she told herself shaking her head somewhat unaware of just how much the tide had turned out of her mates favor as she was trying to recoup her senses. That is until the sounds of something being smashed into a vehicle continuously caused her to look up once more, and what her eyes saw was enough to snap her outta whatever fog that held her. There in distance was Axel slamming Walter in lycan form no less down over and over again with that demonic hand of his, literally flinging him into the doors of an old theater  once the first round of beating had been completed only to hold him there as he drew his blade from its sheath on his hip. The scent of two very distinct poisons both fatal to their kinds entering the air the moment that it is drawn causing Tahira's own eyes to widen in horror as one she already commonly knew whilst the other she'd had no clue but both combined were enough to drain her from breathing it in as Axel explained, “I’ve let this blade soak in angry bloom and shadow shade for 24 hours. Just the very stench alone should be draining you of your powers…” Walter's sudden change back from a lycan into a human, a testament that the boy wasn't just pulling their legs either. And even though she wasn't directly in front of it Tahira could feel the poisons effects inside of her own body just from having inhaled it, as it was causing all parts of her body to feel like that were being burned from inside out.

A feeling that if she ever lived through any of this the young wolfblood told herself she would never want to experience again whilst fighting to stay standing  and even hoping that she could move as every muscle in being seemed to be boiling like fire in addition to the rest of her and Axel was drawing ever closer to Walter. “Any last words…mutt?” She would hear the Warlock say, all the while literally screaming at her body to move as she would place all the strength could muster into her legs and despite the pain that encompassed them Tahira still managed to break out in a run in Walter's direction, a move that in truth was pretty reckless even for her as she manages to extend her arms forwards with their palms open in his general direction. “Fuck yeah, you sell out! Get the hell away from him!!!” she declared as loud as she could Tah hoping to use some her accelerated speed and body weight to try and press herself against him long enough to not only push him out Axel's grip but also at least 20 feet or more away from Axel's point of range in order to make another attempt to grab him impossible at least not without having deal with her first. However if her attempt to push Walter was in fact successful this would leave Tahira, herself open in the direct line of fire with Axel's blade and force her to have to take the attack that was meant for her lover deeply into upper left most portion of her back, the poisonous blade being  buried deeply within it just barely missing her heart and a main artery by several centimeters the moment the young warlock chose attack his prey. Tahira would of course cry out in pain from receiving the blow as the poison started to take -C-

effect immediately the moment it was introduce into her bloodstream meaning she would have very little time before she would depart this mortal plain for the Shinto Realm.

But if on the ground that Tahira were unable to remove Axel's grasp from around Walter by pushing him. The elder wolfblood would have to bare witness to the horrible scene as describe above up close and in person as the Warlock would impale his mate rather than himself as she ran in declaring her words to protect him from blade of the Grim Reaper. -E-

As Axel prepared to deliver the final blow to Walter, rearing his sword back like how a spear master would, he was ready to shove the blade through his chest, injuring the heart at the root and ending his miserable life here and now. However something unexpected to the both of them came through as Walter smelled a familiar scent he’d never thought he’d be somewhat relieved to inhale. It was…”Tahira.” Both Axel and Walter spoke at the same time as she rushed into the fray! “Fuck yeah, you sell out! Get the hell away from him!!!” Walter was dumbfounded to see her here and even more so when she ran straight into him and knocked him out of the way of the blade!...only to take said blade herself! Walter would’ve been shoved to the ground rolling a bit in nothing but ripped up shorts now. He caught himself and looked up. Having come so close to all of his weaknesses at once he was feeling a tad woozy…a tad dizzy… and disoriented. He however quickly made sense of he situation when he felt a pain in his chest, looking up to see Tahira had been the one who’d taken the sword in his place. Walter’s face turned pale…thoughts began to race through his head.

Did he care? She was dead right? So that means she’s now…out of his way. He was rid of her once and for all. He’d never have to see her, hear her or be near her ever again. He was free!..and even with that being said why didn’t he FEEL this way. Well the answer to that is incredibly simple. She was his \*mate\* and he couldn’t deny that fact or the feelings he had for her. Even if they were feelings he didn’t necessarily want he had them and he could do nothing more than deal with them accordingly. Axel stared at Tahira, withdrawing his demon shroud hand and walking up to her to put a hand on the blade. He closed his eyes looking away from her. “It didn’t have to be this way Tahira…but my suspicions of you have just been confirmed…your one of them.” He removed the blade form her flesh and slung it outwards, straightening it and cleaning her blood off of it. “I can’t believe I spent the majority of my life learning from the very thing I was trained to hunt…” Axel shook his head. “Small world after all…” Axel pointed the blade at Walter. “Her death is also on your hands Gorge Wolf. DO YOU HEAR ME?!?” He yelled out. Walter gritted his teeth and as he did his claws would’ve gotten longer, as he dug them through the cement growling the entire time. He was FURIOUS! Perhaps more angry than he’d ever been in his entire life. Walter stood up, with a hunch in his posture as he once again shifted to his Lycan form. However the energy pouring from his eyes and his body wasn’t that of the crimson reddish brand that he tends to emit. This energy was blue, almost white in origin as his eyes glowed this color and so did the aura stemming and steaming from his upper body. The speech he spoke was mixed with a growl as he bellowed at the top of his lungs.

“DON’T TOUCH HER!!!!!!!!!!!”

As he spoke a roar left his throat that rattled the cars and the windows shattered! The force of this roar pushed Axel back down the entirety of the street, causing his back to slam dead into a light post before the post toppled over and fell to the ground shattering! Axel picked himself up with sword in hand, gripping it with both hands and running towards Walter with the blade held backwards, dragging the tip of it along the ground. Walter sprinted at him on all fours and When Axel attempted to bring the blade over head and slam it into the top of Walter’s dome, Walter slashed at the balde with his left hand claws! Throwing it off it’s course only to come in with his right claw and leave 3 claw marks on Axel’s back with remarkable speed! Axel took this, and turned around with a horizontal slash, chopping Walter across the chest, with a narrow cut! Walter roared and took grip to the Warlocks’ left arm only to lift him into the air with his left hand and rearing his right hand back he’d deliever a fatal punch to his gut! The Warlock puked a river of crimson before Walter ignited his throat filled with destruction chi and shot him point blank in the face with another push blast!

Axel’s body went skyrocketing into the air, but he bounced back! Landing on the ledge of a window and coming back down at Walter with everything he had! The sword sitting in his left hand as he used his right hand to shoot the giant SUV sized chi silhouette of his hand back at Walter! His goal was to crush him where he stood but little did he know it’d be far from that easy. Walter caught the hand with both of his hands and held it in mid air! He refused to let it crush him! As a matter of fact he refused to die here period…not with her here. Not with her  life fleeting by the second! With a beastly roar walter Start’s to begin crushing the hand! Pushing on both sides of the ethereal construct and using destruction chi to destroy every single demonic mandarin one by one until finally the hand would’ve been utterly crushed! Shattered under the weight of Walter’s massive increased strength! “That’s…Demon Energy! How can one Wolfblood…” Axel fell to the ground in a squat holding his right arm with his left hand feeling the immense pain of Walter’s counter but little did he know…he wouldn’t have time to rest. Oh no as the moment he looked up, Walter was right in his face with his left claw reared back as far as his Lycan body would turn and with a shimmery silver flash, Axel now had 4 one inch gashes on his chest and abdomen as his body ragdolled across the ground! He let out a cry of pain hitting the pavement and gritting his teeth to suppress the pain as much as he could.

“Ah….tch…” Axel supported himself up slightly with one hand before weaving a sigil sign with his right demon arm. “This…this isn’t over…I will avenge my brother…I will hunt you both down and take your heads myself…that’s…what my brother would do.” Axel’s body began to glow a bright blue before his body faded, vanishing into near thin air and leaving the area entirely. Walter let out a dominant roar cry, his arms spread open as he bellowed into the night not caring who heard his victorious shout. If anything the only one he remotely cared for right now was Tahira. He rushed over to aid her. Seeing her wound was serious, he could smell the angry bloom and shadow shade on her. It illed him but the rush to protect his mate filled him with a power he’d never known before. Walter shifted into his dire wolf form, lightly picking her body up between his teeth, careful not to puncture or injure her before he started running off towards his own safe haven: his expensive loft on the east side of district 2.

Arriving there in less than thirty minutes tops, Walter would’ve shifted back to human form slipping them in through the window. He held her body in his hands, breathing hard and sweating like no tomorrow. He quickly barged into his bedroom and laid her down on the bed. Running into the bathroom to grab some first aid supplies he’d begin tending to the wound. Ripping her shirt open slightly to clean the wounded area more efficiently, Walter cleaned up the blood and disinfected the wound using pure rubbing alcohol. As resilient as shadow shade was, it was still an earthly component meaning a good dose of alcohol would do exactly what he needed it to. She was a wolfblood so the burn would and should only bother her so much. After a few minutes of this Walter would’ve taken her hand in his, placing his other hand over the top of hers and cradling her hand in his. “….” He wanted to say something. Make a smart remark or get mad at her for interfearing in his quarrel…but he couldn’t bring himself to. Not this time. Once again she was his mate…and even if he didn’t want to act like it or acknowledge it the pain in his chest seeing her in turmoil was enough to make a grown man cry. Fighting the emotions he began to drain her pain away from her body. The veins in his hands turned black symbolizing that he was absorbing the pain she was feeling and taking it into himself. His body ached for a moment but his healing would take care of that….this would also aid her in the recovery process since her body could focus less on dealing with the pain and more on recovering the wound and ridding the poison.

Walter stayed on his knees by her bed side, holding her hand and just looking at her. His gold hues fixated on nothing but her, just wanting her to be okay. Cursing her name to high heaven and at the same time checking her vitals to make sure she’d live to see another day.

[3:12:08 AM] The Silver Haired Noble: Now by this point Draven Ishido was starting to become very impatient....Tahira has said that she would be late arrival home but it was almost 11 o clock and there still hadn't been no word yet. On top of that the humans in their care were starting to become rather...worrisome to the 38 year old in addition to a bunch of other things too that were on his wtf list, one of which was Tahira's sudden interesting wearing turtle necks and her jumpiness when asked about them. Not to mention he'd started to smelling the scents of not one, not two but three unknown male wolfbloods two of which Jessica had informed her was classmates at the school Tah  had been undercover in up until a little while ago. Draven starting growl a bit irritably at the thought that others were moving in on someone he in truth saw like his sister rather than a would be alpha really. His growling however causing him to detect the faint scent of not only poisons in the night breeze but scent of blood.....Tahira's blood intertwined with it which instantly caused the male wolf to take off on all fours to follow its direction. It didn't take long for him to find just where the scent was coming from either as it brought him straight to the area where Axel had been but moment ago battling Walter. Draven carefully taking a look around as he smelled shadow shade still lurking about, the places seriously looking trashed as hell as the dark skinned dire wolf looked around for any signs of Tahira or the the other wolf that she'd most likely stop to help fight off the warlock that had been there only to find even more collateral damage, blood on the ground which Dre knew already with even sniffing it that it was indeed hers, and the book bag with her shockrim not too far away from it as it must having falling in the heat of battle other wise Tah would never leave it.

Prompting the large black wolf to turn on his paws and immediately take off in the direction in which the scent of Tahira's blood and the other wolf who took her was coming from, the elder wolf making sure to use he wits by using the back streets alleys and other high places to do so as the warlock who did this might still be lurking about in an attempt to us him in order track them down.

“Cheyenne can you hear me.” Draven would ask using their mental link to speak into the mind of the younger wolfblood.“Yeah sup?” He replied, “We have a problem....”  “Problem... A problem..like?”  “Another wolfblood has taken Tahira....and from the looks of it she was hit pretty bad I need you to follow her blood trail to town and get her things before the authorities arrive.” “And you...just what the fuck are you going to do Dre?” Cheyenne tone suddenly becoming concerned as Draven had terribly history and temper when it came to other especially men being around Tahira. -C-

[3:12:22 AM] The Silver Haired Noble: “I'm gonna find our Alpha and bring her home, that's what I'm gonna do.” he'd tell her dashing off in same the direction that Walter had taken earlier with a bit more of scenic route.

Though it didn't take him long to find her given that the scent of blood was stronger hear than anywhere else in the city he'd been to in just a short few hours. Draven was still surprised to see that the other scent that he'd picked up on back in town was indeed a male's....a wolfblood's, and a very old  and powerful one at that whose flat rivaled that of the grand suit they are were now living in at the Astoria Hotel courtesy of Tahira's expense accounts. However despite being green with envy Draven couldn't help but notice the state that 27 year old was in as he looked on several buildings over with his keen eyes as coming too close would've brought ones like Walter to the defenses quick being as powerful as they were and all. “I was right you were hurt....and pretty badly too.” Draven thought to himself trying at best to make contact with Tahira's mind but of course it was no used she wasn't responding which was only adding more to his worrying. Draven doing the best her couldn't not to want to kill the older male as he sought to disrobe Tahira's lifeless form in order to attend to her wounds, via alcohol, him also feeling the pain she was in during its cleansing not mention the other person who was involved in this as seeing her like this was indeed enough to break any man. As that was one thing Draven and probably Walter too both love about her, was her strength but this...this was too heartbreaking for words he admitted watching the elder wolf place Tah in his bed before removing the poison from her by what appeared to be him taking it into him Dre wagered having heard of this gift from another wolfblood when he was still a pup. Still despite seeing how tenderly this other wolf had cared for Tahira something in his gut wouldn't let him leave this place to return to the others and Draven always followed his gut on everything that he did here. So the wolf would move to sit on his bottom before coming to stretch out onto the makings of the roof in which he was on, knowing full well that it was going to be very long night as it looked like nether he or stranger with Tah were going to get any sleep.

Inside of Walter's apartment....

Tahira could feel the burden of pain being lifted as her body was stripped shifted and even lain against something soft, while her hand was being cradled by someone in their own. Their touch regardless of all the acts that they've committed in the past she found soothing in the world of darkness that she now lay in quite sure that she in truth had died from the poison that now consumed her very being. All there was now was to wait for the light to show itself and that would be end of things...at least that's what she believed. What Tahira didn't know was is that Walter had begun to take into himself the very thing which threaten her life, and that he wouldn't let her leave him or this world so easily not yet any how. Regardless of how much they loath and hated one another other......they were.....simply....meant...to...be.

“Cause when a wolfblood takes a mate it means double the power, double the pain, and oiy double the headache! Because let's face it alone a male Alpha is easy prey even with a pack but with his life mate aka alpha female standing by his side they're a treacherous force to be reckoned with; Something NO hunter wants to fuck with.”

~ Book of Wolves, Entry Tahira – Section Bond Mating & Life Mates

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