Full Circle (Book 8 in Arrow/Spn Crossover)

Clarification

"How about you back up a bit?" Oliver said. "You said once we learn control we'll be fine but that the wolf is not the monster. Those two statements are contradictory. If we can't control it, then what?"

That was a pretty good catch. Course I'd already gotten the answer but I wanted to see if Fenris would fess up to the truth or not. He hesitated.

"You will explain, in detail, Fenris." Coyote ordered. Her tone got my attention, along with everyone else's. It held a power that I was used to hearing from Cas, not her. She was standing, a breeze stirring her hair and the air started feeling heavy. "I am not without power in this place, nor am I alone. Wouldn't you be as vulnerable to us as Mairyn is, since we share your "gift" now."

Not sure that was the best plan, Fenris started growling. "You threaten me? Stand down."

She flinched, every muscle in her face tightened as she started chanting. Sweat started beading on her forehead and her breaths came faster but she didn't sit. "No..." she whispered. I was so damn proud of her right then.

Fenris stopped growling, his huge ass head tilted to the left and for a second there he looked completely harmless. "Impressive. That won't be so easy for you back in the physical realm. I didn't take that into account. Be warned, if Mairyn senses any of that strength within you she will order her pack to attack you. I respect strength, so I shall answer you truthfully. If you do not learn to accept the wolf, it will destroy you Oliver. Not because it is a monster but because it is the epitome of a wild animal, if it is caged for too long it will destroy that which restrains it."

"What is this first hunt business?" I asked. "My inner self mentioned it."

Fenris directed his gaze back at me and Coyote slumped over. I took two steps to the left and braced her. "You all right?"

She nodded but didn't speak. Hopefully that whole thing didn't make it harder for her to get back.

"The change is painful," Fenris explained, "There was no way around that. The pain brings out the wolf. The first change is the worst. The quickest way to start the process of melding man and wolf is to immediately hunt, sate the hunger that arises because of the change. If you resist it, it will fester, like an infected wound. It will fight against the confines you place upon it."

"What if she has us hunt people?" Sam pointed out, "Then what?"

Fenris actually dropped his gaze at that point. "Then it is up to you. I can only keep Mairyn's bond with you at bay for two sunsets. If you haven't destroyed her by then, you will be hers." He looked at Coyote with some pretty serious admiration, "Or at least most of you will be. Perhaps you can protect them from her will. It is hard to say."

Sam frowned, "Any chance we'll be coherent enough to just take her out when we wake back up?"

Fenris shrugged, "Perhaps. But her whole pack will be with her and you have not moved as wolves or pack before. There will be a lot to adapt to as the change takes place."

"How many does she have and do you have any idea how the hell she got out of Purgatory?" I figured he might know.

"When I killed her, she had fifteen. I have no idea of how many she has now. The only reason I know she is out is because Great Coyote told me after Coyote spoke with her in a dream. I know what you know as far as that is concerned. I am sorry I do not know more."

I took a look at everyone. Sam, well looked like he always looks when we're up shit creek again with no good choices. Tough as nails, calm as could be and willing to do what it takes. Coyote was pretty much in the same place. Oliver had gone from default intimidation to thoughtful and Roy, well, he was trying. Of the five of us he was the one with the least experience to draw on for dealing with fucked up choices. "All right, thanks. Can we have a few minutes to talk?"