From Demigods to Werewolves

Chapter 65: Derek

To say that anger and hurt were flooding my veins was an understatement. It hurt me to see Atlantia like that. She believed that she was the cause of everyone's pain. The one who was bringing all the danger to everyone, at least that is what she believed. I think I could speak for everyone who is currently tied up by Atlantia's vines that we never blamed her for anything and we certainly didn't blame her because we knew that the only ones to blame are those who are attacking her but Atlantia would never be able to see that.

"We can't just let Atlantia go kill herself!" Allison shouts at us. She was currently trying to reach one of Atlantia's weapons that fell off the wall during the fight and she never bothered to pick it up but I had a better idea. Concentrating on my wolf, I began to shift into this new wolf form that I was still learning about. It is still a shocking feeling to shift completely into a wolf but it felt stronger and it made it easy to slip out of bonds like this one.

"That will never get old." I hear Stiles say which makes me grin. Once I was free from the vines, I quickly cut all the vines and freed everyone before shifting back to being a human

"What are we going to do? Atlantia already has the head start to the school and we don't know if the fight has already started." Erica says. I look around at Atlnatia's pack. It was weird to say but it was true. This pack wasn't Scott's. It wasn't even mine. It was Atlantia. She has been the light that constantly shines through the darkness that is Beacon Hills and I won't let that light be blown out.

"We are going to fight." I say before grabbing the discarded shards that Tartarus sent us telling Atlantia where to meet him. I crush the pieces in my hands before looking at the teenagers who didn't want to lose the one good thing in this town. "Tartarus may be a literal primordial but we can fight him. Atlantia killed him once before but she was raged up on him killing her family. This time, she is only trying to protect her family and to do so, she will kill herself. We won't let her." I look at the teenagers, "Who's with me?" One by one, every single one of those wolves in that room took a step forward before the rest of the pack took that step forward. I smiled at it. Atlantia was truly the leader of this pack and each one was willingly to fight for her.

It didn't take long for us to file into cars and drive toward the school. Just as we pull into the parking lot, I saw three old ladies standing in front of the school. Between them, the held a strand of yarn coming from a ball that one of the ladies were holding. I couldn't see the color but I could make out the scissors that one of them were holding. I watched as they snipped that strand and I knew that meant someone was dying tonight. Looking at the rest of the pack, I knew none of them saw the Fates and I was thankful for that. I didn't want to make them feel discouraged because it was fated that someone was dying tonight though I was award Lydia was looking at me with a concerned look.

As we walked into the school, I could hear Atlantia and Tartarus talking. It made me run faster to see them and I knew the fight had already begun. The two of them were fighting staff against spear and it amazed me to see Atlantia's fighting skills because I knew she could fight but I didn't know she could fight that well with a spear. It made my wolf proud to see his mate so strong.

"Let's say you somehow survive this." I hear Tartarus shout at Atlantia, "how long do you think it would be till the darkness of your powers consume you? How long till the pain, grief, and darkness that envelops your life takes over?"

"It already has. It powers me through everything in life." Atlantia growls. That makes my heart ache at that thought. My wolf couldn't bare to think of all the pain she has been through. He wanted to make it right. I did as well.

Tartarus laughs and when I say that it felt like the darkness laughing, I mean it. It was what you may imagine darkness to sound like if it was laughing at you. "This isn't you consumed by your pain, grief, and darkness. This is you consumed by your pain, hatred, and sadness." I watch the battle for a few seconds before Tartarus speaks again, "What do you think would have happened if you stayed alone locked in the roman demigod camp? The only difference is your wouldn't be risking other's lives. You are destined to be alone, Atlantia. One way or another." That made my blood boil and I couldn't stay quiet any longer.