Running With Wolves || 5sos ||

Twenty Nine

"Oh baby brother...what have you gotten yourself into?" She said coolly.

The girl brushed her hand across the boys forehead, sliding it carefully through his messed up and tangled hair. She sighed and placed her hands above her brothers heavily damage body.

She shut her eyes tightly and took a deep breath. She needed to concentrate, this job was almost impossible. Bringing back someone from the dead using shadows is incredibly dangerous. Not only for the person you were bringing back but also for the person who was using the dark magic.

She smirked as she felt the shadows surround her, swirling around both her and her brother.

"This has to work." She said to herself. She needed her brother back, that was the only way she could get her revenge on his pack for killing her family. Sure they weren't the nicest people in the world and killed almost every human they crossed but hey, what's so bad about that? In her mind, her parents and cousin did not deserve to die.

She was bringing him back solely for that purpose. To avenge her family. She was never really close to her brother so she never really learned to "love" him. Despite their almost identical appearances, according to mum, they weren't alike at all. He was always smiley and cheery, always trying to bring out the best in people and trying his best to make them smile whereas she hated coming into any contact with another person, werewolf or not. She just wasn't a people person.

Her mind flashed back to the day when the boy laying in front of her left home. He left a note saying that he was leaving and not coming back and to not search for him. That obviously didn't work out in his favour...or her family but that doesn't matter now. All that matters now is that she's changing him.

As she looked down at the boy on the ground, she smirked. His skin colour was returning back to normal and his flesh was healing itself. He was returning back to normal. Almost normal.

He sat back on her heels and waiting for her brothers eyes to open. It didn't take too long because once she stood up to brush herself off, his eyes had shot open.

Normally his eyes were a beautiful chocolate brown, but now they were a dark charcoal black colour. His whole eye was surrounded by blackness, there wasn't any white areas at all.

He stood up and dragged his hands along his stomach and neck, his fingers, clothes and face were still covered in dried blood so he looked very much like a demon.

I guess now, he kind of was.

He raised an eyebrow at his sister almost as if saying "what the hell is happening?" But he didn't speak, in fact, he couldn't.

His sister was in control of him now. She could command him to kill anyone in sight, she could get him to rob stores, homes and banks, do her laundry and most importantly, kill his own pack.

She crossed her arms over her chest and stood with her legs shoulder length apart, signalling that she wanted him to feel intimidated. She looked at him with an evil smile on her face. "Welcome back baby brother."

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