The Werewolf Glader

Chapter Eleven

They stood there. Not moving. No idea what to do. "What do we do Div?" Nick asked. "I don't know..." She started to tear up. "It's going to be okay, Div... We will save him!" Just as Nick said that, the werewolf dropped Newt. They all screamed. Nick ran as fast as he could, and so did Div and Stiles. But, just as they got there, they heard a giant boom. They backed up, and fell to the ground. "NOOO!" Div screamed. Her eyes went red, and started punching the ground. Nick and Stiles were crying too. Nick looked down, and up again. Div was gone. She was up at the werewolf, and she was killing it. But the way she killed it was..... Terrifying. She stabbed it in the eyes. She snapped it's neck. She than twisted the head so much, she ripped it off. She through it down, and beat the headless body. Nick and Stiles watched in horror....

"I can't believe she just did that.." Stiles said to Nick. Nick was about to respond, when a gun shot came into him. Than another. Nick looked to his left and saw Stiles get shot brutally too, till he went down. Nick grabbed his chest, and fell unconscious....

Nick woke up and was strapped to a bed, standing up. Across from him was Stiles, and next to him was Div. It was pretty dark in the room, and Stiles and Div were still unconscious. He than realized something.... WICKED captured them. Nick tried with all his strength to get the straps off his arms and legs, but couldn't. "What are we going to do...." Nick thought. 

An hour past, and Stiles eventually woke up. "Hey...." he said. "Thank god your awake.... I've been bored as anything waiting here for an hour." Stiles laughed. "Well, Stiles. Newt is dead, Wicked caught us... what now?" Before he could answer, Div woke up. "Hey, Div..." Nick said. "Hey...." Stiles begin to talk. "Quite a brutal fight you took back there.... What was going on with you?" Div sighed. "I guess.... I was just angry Newt is dead. But, something feels wrong, like he isn't dead. Like, he was dead, but.... not anymore." Before any of them could respond, two WICKED members walked in with rifles. "Well well well.... isn't it the freaky bunch?" The guy smiled. Nick, Stiles, and Div made angry faces at them.

"What are you going to do to us?" Nick asked. "Oh, nothing major. We are just going to take your powers!" There eyes widened. "YOU CAN'T DO THAT!" Stiles yelled. "Oh, but boy, We can!" The guys put wires on there heads, than walked over to a machine. "This is going to be fun!" They all screamed, and he switched on a machine. Nick felt a sharp pain in his head. He started to scream. Loud. Louder than he ever did before. He saw the others screaming too.  Nick started to feel his power draining. His powers were gone... "NOOO!!!" But, out of the doorway, came Newt. He ran in, and shot the wicked members. He than shot the machine, blowing it up. Nick felt all his powers coming back.

"NEWT!!" they all screamed. He shot the latches on their hands, and they got down. "Newt, how did you live? We saw you fall to your death!" Nick said. "No time to explain! Now back up!" They backed up, and Newt threw a grenade at the wall. It blew up the wall, and they all covered their ears. "cmon!" Newt screamed. They all jumped out, and landed on their feet. "RUN!!!" Newt said, and they ran yards.  Than, they looked back. A giant explosion occurred, and it was the explosion of the WICKED base. Rocks and dust came flying at them. "Wow... we escaped." Nick said. "Yep!" Newt said. "Now what?" Stiles said. "No idea...." Newt said back. "I guess just keep going until we find somewhere to stay." They traveled for a day, and found the Right Arm.  The Right Arm let them in, and now work against the remaining WICKED's, and that was the end of their story...

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