Nina
“Please, get behind me,” Nina pleaded with Angelica as the howls and growling became more violent and loud, scraping wood echoed through the room which made the pregnant werewolf cry harder, screaming for her sister. Nina turned to the girl and ushered her to the opposite side of the room, away from the door, and sat her down carefully sat her on the floor behind a large wooden wardrobe, the only piece of furniture in the room beside the large bed. “Stay here, do not move, not for anyone or anything. Do you understand?” The girl didn’t respond. She stared, terrified, at the door where her sister disappeared, her hands shakily covering her mouth as tears rolled down her pale cheeks. “Angelica Sky!”
The girl suddenly snapped her eyes to meet Nina’s and managed a meek, “Huh?”
Nina placed both of her hands on either side of the g
AngelicaPlacing protective hands around my swollen belly, feeling a lump in my throat, I wondered why on Earth this Madeline woman wanted my child. From what I gathered, she took me and I’ve been here for four months. While wondering the actions and motives of this woman it took everything I had not to burst into tears, remembering that my sister was on the other side of the door, fighting for my safety. She loves me, came a sobering thought with memories of our earlier childhood flashing through my mind, before we got older; before we started turning on each other. How she used to sneak me more ice cream when mum and dad weren’t watching, how she chased away the bullies that picked on me and how she would tell me stories of the Moon Goddess and how She would grant wishes to lost souls who would howl at the moon. Those were the days that I really cherished, the days we laughed together before-A loud growl behind the
DmitriHe used all of his might and speed he had in him to push the Witch through the crumbling mansion, her screams ringing in his ears as he burst through the broken door which they had used to get in and once outside Dmitri threw Madeline through the fighting, bloodied crowd of Witches and Werewolves. Dmitri stood, watching as Witches and Werewolves alike stopped fighting momentarily to run out of his and Madeline’s way, knowing that this will be the fight to decide the winners, before tearing each other apart once again.Bodies littered the field and pools of blood surrounded everyone, the once clean air reeked of sweat and blood and screams replaced the sounds of birds. This truly was a war zone.Amongst the mass, Madeline finally stood from the ground, blood pouring out of her eye socket, flesh peeling off. Their eyes met and she gave Dmitri a twisted smile before she turned and ran into the thick forest. Snarl
SaraWatching her brother disappear into the forest, she pushed powerful magic towards a small group of Witches surrounding a crouched wolf and struck another Witch attempting to attack her.No, she thought as she fought off another Witch,a Witch’s magic is more powerful when surrounded by a forest.Sara extended her claws and slashed a Witch before using her magic to strike at another.Gasping for air she stared towards the forest, she had a really awful feeling wriggling in her stomach. Her brother wasn’t going to able to kill Madeline, she was too powerful. It would take more than a powerful, old Lycan to kill her.The older the Witch, the more powerful their magic.Nina, Dmitri has chased Madeline into the forest. He won’t be able to defeat her on his own! He needs our help!Nina was q
MaxHe considered himself a rather laid back individual, sure he doesn’t take a lot of serious situations as serious as he probably should but where would the fun in that be? And, right now, he’s baring his bloodied teeth as four Witches are attempting to team up against him and, while he admired their tenacity, he mentally laughed at them before charging them and attacking their throats.Max took a second to gaze around the battle field, bodies of Witches and Werewolves piling up all because one Witch fucked with the wrong Royal family. Now there was all this bloodshed.The tang, metallic taste of blood ran down his throat as his eyes caught a Werewolf being thrown by magic, landing on the ground with a bone crushing thump as a Witch stalked the Werewolf, silver dagger in hand. Max ran and pounced on the Witch, silencing her cries with a quick twist of her neck. He looke
Gabriel His heart was pounding in his ears; he could almost hear his blood rushing through his veins as his adrenaline circled through his system. He stood as tall as he could without his body shaking, knowing this would be a fight to the death. The room around them was crumbling into pieces, bits of rubble and wood surrounded them, and Gabriel realised the whole castle was falling apart. It was a wonder they managed to hide in this place, he thought before his eyes connected with the man in front of him. Gabriel could vaguely remember the man’s name - Lloyd, wasn’t it? He remembered Angel’s friend crying for him - and memories of his crime infiltrated his head, making him shudder. If it weren’t such a dire situation, the guilt Gabriel felt would have consumed him, but he couldn’t let that happen, not right now. He took in the man standing in front of him, his black shirt crumbled and grey sweatpants dirty from dried blood an dust, his hair a mess and his eyes glaring with murdero
Dmitri He watched as his best friend struggled with the silver spike which impaled his shoulder, his panic slowly easing as Max snarled his teeth at Madeline. Max used his legs and hands to hold on to the middle of the spike and hoisted himself off the and fell the grassy ground with a hard thud, Sara was quickly by his side healing his bleeding wound. Dmitri could feel his heart beating erratically as his anger burned his chest, listening to Madeline chuckle childishly to herself. Wiping splattered blood from her cheek, Madeline giggled, "Perhaps you should give up, King," she delicately licked the blood off her fingers. "You have no chance of defeating me. The girl may be out of my grasp; however, one way or another, I will have my hands on that child's' power. Now or when the runt is older, I do not care but-"a wave of her hand in the air "-I will have the power to destroy Werewolves, anyone who stands in my way." She seethed out that last part with anger rather than humour or c
AngelicaI didn’t know where I was. With the white walls surrounding me and medical tools on a table next to me, I knew I was in some sort of hospital but where? One second I was in this weird bedroom, and Lu looked at me with murder in his eyes and the next Carla, and I was in this large hall resembling a cathedral.I felt a crippling stabbing pain shoot up my back, my sister’s comforting words fading in and out as building pressure in my head caused me to scream, reminding me that I was wheeled away with people shouting and my sister squeezing my hand tightly. “I-I c-can’t do this, Carla,” I sobbed as the pain rippled up my spine once again and an urge to push swirled through my stomach. Tears soaked the pillow under me as I leaned my head back.My sister gently wiped my tears away as someone, whom I assumed was a doctor, placed a hand on Carla’s shoulder before she spoke. “If we a
SaraThe cold air whipped her face as she exited the dense forest tree lines with Max right beside her and into the blood-covered battlefield before her, her breathing stinging her lungs as she inhaled sharply before running to the mass of Werewolves and Witches. Max tried to shift; however, his body was too weak, so instead, he stayed as he was and jumped to help the others fight off Witches.Sara's body ached terribly as she scanned her eyes over the battle, watching as Witches conjured weapons and used magic to blast away Werewolves. Her legs shook uncontrollably while she tried to ignore her exhaustion. She needed a way to hinder all the Witches, a way to block their magic without exhausting herself temporarily. Now that Nina was....gone, she couldn't overdo it as they all needed her to get everyone out of here alive and quickly.The smell of blood and silver was more powerful now, and the screaming and battle cries made