Alphas and Mortals (Book 2 in the Alphas Trilogy)

Chapter 6: The Alpha

I didn't feel so good. There was a sensation of nausea building up in my stomach, trying to eat its way up through my throat. Speaking of my throat, it hurt a ton. Not like a sore throat but rather more stabbing pains. It made it horribly hard to swallow and incredibly difficult to speak through. I coughed, and nearly jumped when I realized there was blood in my hand from when I had coughed into it. I sat down, feeling shakier now. Something was happening and I don't know what, but it made my body feel sick. Weak. Injured. I suddenly swayed in sitting position, then fell over and just laid like that for a while, I don't know how long, until the pain got to a point where I could deal with it anymore and I stood up and let out a piercing scream. My scream went on for a while, splintering everything glass in my dimension and boiling the water. It hurt my throat, and it came to the point where I couldn't scream in pain, agony and fury and I just fell to my knees and vomited blood. I sat up and coughed up a bit more blood, then wiped my face, smearing the blood on my face. I felt another sharp pang of pain in my throat, and I clutched at it, gasping for air as I felt powerful waves of magic rise up in my body and then so much pain slammed through me that I passed out.

Nothing was registering. Something was pain stricken. There was nothing to see. Someone was standing in front of me. Darkness was everywhere. There was a hand reaching out to me. Something was happening. In an instant, everything vanished. But my body rose and someone in front of me was vaguely registering in my own vision. I heard a voice but for some reason, it wasn't registering.

"Hana!" the voice echoed around me. My body stepped forward of its own accord and I vaguely felt my hand clench around something, and a choking sound echoed around my head. I couldn't stop what was happening, but the next thing I knew, I could see. But that was all. I had my senses, everything but touch, taste, and feel. Akin to a living marionette, I was able to see and hear, but was at a complete loss of control. I saw Dick in front of me, gasping as my black-veined hand choked him. Some girl was standing next to him, with her eyes closed, and something was vaguely tingly inside of me, even though I shouldn't have been able to feel anything.

"Let him go!" a voice snapped, breaking into the previous silence. A voice that was not my own spoke through my mouth in response.

"I will do no such thing," the voice snarled, echoing hollowly.

"What are you? You're not the Alpha, are you?"

"I am the Alpha. I am the magic brewing everywhere. I am your power, I am his power, I am her power, I am everywhere."

"You have no right to be in her body, so get out."

"I was always in her, waiting for her to become Alpha. When she did, and when she fell in love with this pathetic vampire, I unleashed myself to kill him. You. And everything about this stupid planet, and this stupid city, and you fucking pathetic mortals. You aren't welcome creations."

"I don't care. I'm not mortal either, and you've got no right to insult the mortals out there."

"I can if I want to. You're worth nothing in my vision."

"You don't have visions, you're just some lowly case of dark magic."

My whole body cascaded into pain again as the 'magic' grew furious and lashed out. Before I knew it, my hand had released Dick, who fell to his knees, gasping for air, and I was instead lunging for the other woman, before I could even register what the magic was doing, she was on the ground, unconscious.

"And the fucking dragon fell before an Alpha, yet again," the voice muttered, no longer over-layering my own voice.

Please stop. Please, I internally begged, let me have my control back.

"Why should I? You're pathetic on your own, Alpha," the voice snapped. I internally startled.

"You're weak, and I have made you stronger. Now say good-bye, and I'll spare your stupid lover."

I took a deep breath.

Swear on your magical life that he will be spared from everything you have planned.

The magic trembled for a moment, oddly enough, then it responded.

"Fine. I vow by all the Alpha power existent, that Dick Grayson, aka Nightwing, will be spared from my dimensional domination and slaughter of the mortal and lower-class immortal races."

Thank you, I muttered. The magic ignored me and my whole world went blank.

Split Time: 7pm, Dark Magic

I could feel the powerful source radiating through Gotham, connecting me to itself, calling me to siphon. I didn't need its power, I was my own branch of power. Power that could blast dimensions to pieces, and I was waiting for my chance to strike. I had been for a long time now, and when my host had become powerful, Alpha level powerful, I began to seep through, until the point where I exploded through and her control lost it. I didn't appreciate the pain it had costed her to come to full power, but it had been necessary. And now, I would finally have a pure dimension ready when my power blasted through and wiped out all impure mortals and lower-class immortals. The first person on my list was Shadow McHoff, a person I needed to eliminate from this world, because she, for some reason, was the only person to be able to bind my power and force Hanaleo back out. I wanted her out when the dimension was pure. However, it wouldn't be perfect, like I had hoped, because like an idiot, I had struck a deal with her so that her stupid lover, Dick Grayson, would be safe. And also like an idiot, I couldn't break the vow, because it would cost a lot of myself to break it, allowing her back out, and making it so she could repair the damages, because it'd be incomplete, because I weakened too fast. So to prevent this train to go off the rails, I'd have to kill Shadow. Time for a quick visit to Gotham's hellhole side; the East Side.