Darkness of the Moon

C17: Abomination

HARPER'S POV

I run through the trees, with the wind blowing through my hair. I don't change into my wolf form because I don't trust I would be able to change back. Branches scratch at my arms and face and rocks scrape my bare feet, but I keep running. I don't have much time before Alec realises I'm missing.

I slow as I reach the clearing, blood still stains the grass in the middle of the small field. The cage-like door on the other side of the clearing haunts me.

Harper, I hear.

I quickly make my way to the door and attempt to open it, only to find it locked. A grapple with the lock for a while, before deeming it useless.

Harper, I shake my head, trying to make it go away.

Open it!

"I can't!" I yell into the empty forest.

I growl as I feel the familiar pain spark in my stomach. I grab the lock and pull as hard as I possibly can. With a loud snap, the lock comes apart in my hands. I quickly chuck it over my shoulder and open the large caged door with a screech. It opens with a thud as I drop it open onto the grass.

Stairs lead down into a dark corridor below. I slowly make my way down the stairs, the light behind me disappearing. I follow the dark corridor until I see a small light ahead. I keep walking to find two prison cells and an old fashioned kerosene lamp on the wall. I grab the lamp and wonder over to the first cell. Leaning in close to it, I see the form of my brother sprawled out on the ground. I gasp and take a small step back.

Harper.

I spin around to see my father pressed up against the bars of the opposite cell.

"What do want from me?" I ask, cautiously.

"Oh, dear daughter. I don't want anything from you. I want you on my side." He sneers.

"Why?"

"Isn't it obvious? Those wolves are a monstrosity to the supernatural kind. You, Harper, are an abomination, you're one of them." He glares at me darkly, "I want to fix you, make you better, make you the most beautiful form of evil that has ever existed."

I step back against the cell holding Daniel, terrified of my fathers intentions.

"I won't help you."

Oh, but you will. He smiles darkly.

Pain suddenly sparks inside me and I double over, already feeling my nails scrape at my skin.

"Please," I gasp, "stop!"

And suddenly it's gone. But in its place is the desire to help him. I try and get back to the stairs, but my legs robotically move towards the door of the cell. I have no power over myself as I step toward the lock, taking it in my hands. It glows brightly as if sensing my presence. I hold it in one palm and place my other over the top. It clicks. I remove my hands and step back.

Open the other one. Ronan says in my head as he strides out of his prison.

I try and fight it, but the pain is too much, so it go and open the other one. Ronan steps in the cell and comes out with Daniel over his shoulder.

"Stupid boy tried teleporting out of there, it nearly killed him." He takes a step towards me going to grab me, but freezes.

"Harper!" I hear Alec call out.

Ronan turns back to me and I struggle to breath, beginning to claw at my throat and chest again, blood running down my fingers.

"I will have you, Harper. Soon, you will be changed, you will be better than them." And with that, he turns and teleports away.

I stumble, making my way to the steps. Satisfaction fills me and a grin spreads over my face. I move robotically, possessed almost, still clawing my nails against my skin.

ALEC'S POV

I call out again, sprinting across the clearing. I freeze when I see her. Hair wild, clothes ripped, blood running through the fingers clasping her throat. She has a wild grin on her face, a bit too wide and cheerful, considering the blood stains on her clothes and the steps below her. Her eyes are glassy and hollow, as if not really seeing. And then she steps forward.

"They're gone," she smiled brightly, "they're gone."

Her smile falters and her eyes widen. She stares at me frantically, coming back to herself.

"Alec-" she stumbles and falls.

I run to her and pick her up in my arms. "I'm sorry," she gasps, "I didn't-"

"Shh, calm down." I try and sooth her, "it's ok."

She nods and rests her head on my shoulder, falling unconscious.