Silver

Chapter 34

I instantly crouch into a defensive position and strain my ears for any sound of approaching footsteps.
Jonathan
Noah instantly crouches when he hears my warning.
The smell grows stronger and now I can finally hear nearly silent footfalls racing towards us. I make my way to the edge of the tree line and wait.
Just as I hear him about to break into the small clearing I shoot out my foot. It catches him across his ankles and he goes flying into the middle of the clearing.
He lands hard but uses his momentum to roll back up and onto go feet.
His eyes land Noah and he bares his fangs before his eyes finally land in me.
"Silver?" His voice is a raspy whisper, baring little resemblance to the once care free laugh he used so often.
"Jonathan." I keep my voice cautious but I can't help but feel shocked that we happened to literally run into him. "What are you doing here?"
He smiles a cruel smile and crosses his and I've his chest. His bloodied eyes slowly flicker to Noah's bare chest before lazily coming back to land on me.
"I could ask you the same thing, but I think I already know." His smirk is pure evil and I can't help but growl.
"Why were you chasing those men?" I walk slowly towards him. I act like I'm loose but in reality I'm coiled as tight as a spring, ready to jump in from of Noah is needed.
"Well thanks to you, I have to feed now. And it seems that I can only digest werewolf." He spits out his eyes fiery. That's when I realize that there is no hope or him. He is dark through and through and there is nothin that can change that. I realize what I have to do right as he lunges at me.
I let him hit me but as we are flying backwards I flip us around so that he hits the ground hard with me on top. He tries to use his arms to push me off him, but I have them pinned to his sides with my knees.
I punch him hard and his head snaps to the side. He hisses at me.
"The only way to kill me is with silver or to rip out my heart. And we all know you won't do that." His voice is a hiss, but I know he's right. Tala had explained this to us.
I punch him again before pushing my fingers against his chest, but I hesitate.
Jonathan uses my moment of hesitation to loose one of his arms, it flies up and grabs my face. He throws me off him and Into a tree.
Pain glares up throughout my back but I quickly climb back up to my feet.
I turn just in time to see Noah punching Jonathan square in the jaw. But before he can even take a breath Jonathan has him pinned up against up a tree and slams his head against the tree. Pain glares through my head and I clutch it.
Something takes over my body and I'm behind Jonathan before I can even register much less him.
"I'm sorry" I whisper.
Bones crunch and snap as I push my hand into his back. He hisses and tries to turn but its already to late. I give a final push before I yank my hand out. Hot blood runs between my fingers and down my arm. The dead organ in my hand feels like a lead weight so I let my numb fingers release it, and it hits the ground with a hollow thunk.
Jonathan's body hits the ground a second later.
I hear another thump and my head snaps up to see Noah's limp body lying sprawled on the ground.
Panic bubbles inside me as I collapse onto my knees beside him. I pull his bloodied head onto my lap and put my fingers on his neck.
I Find his pulse and relief washes over me when i find that it is steady. I bend over until my forehead is pressed against his. I feel his blood running down the side of his face and onto my legs, and I snap into action. Gently laying his head on the ground, I drag Jonathan's limp body into the edge of the woods and kick his heart in after him.
I reach for Noah's discarded shirt and quickly rip it into smaller pieces.
I douse some in the water from the bottles we were carrying, and gently clean Noah's head.
After most of the blood is gone, now just barely seeping from the various cuts on the side of his forehead, I gently press some fabric over them before using the smaller strips to tie the pieces to his head.
Finally happy with my work I change out of bloody clothes and into a fresh set. It's almost mid day, so I pull out some beef jerky and a Twinkie before settling back onto the ground and resting Noah's head on my lap.
I finish off the jerky and open the Twinkie, stuffing half of it into my mouth.
A small movement from Noah and I stuff he rest of it in before leaning down to look into his slowly fluttering eyes.
When they finally open fully, his icy blue orbs landing on mine, a lazy smile spreads across his face.
"I just had the weirdest dream." He mumbles bringing a hand up to run through the end of my hair hanging in a curtain down to his face.
"What about." His eyes locked in mine make it hard to concentrate.
His hand suddenly moves up to cup the back of my head, pulling my lips to his. My chin is smashed against his nose but I'm not complaining. His hazy reply barely registers.
Twinkies.