Louis' POV
In a couple hours time, a somewhat solid plan had been formed. It sounded pretty easy when we went over it for the hundredth time but we all knew that we would need to do everything exactly right if we were going to get away with it. There's no room for mistakes.
We decide to get some sleep a few hours before dawn, hoping to be fully rested before our mission, but I can tell no one is really sleeping. The thought of breaking into an underground compound filled with werewolves doesn't really help calm the brain. But it doesn't matter either way because the thought that I'm going to get Harry back keeps me awake and alert.
In the morning we go about our normal routines, acting as if we aren't about to commit a crime that night. I drink my tea and stay away from the sunlight flooding into the windows. Only 11 hours until I get my Harry back.
Sam's POV
All of us seem confident that we will successfully rescue Harry, especially Niall who tends to break into song every five minutes about something completely irrelevant to the situation. It's almost nightfall so we let Louis lead us to the hideout since it isn't that far and we don't want to cause suspicion if a taxi driver drops us off in front of some woods.
We walk for about fifteen minutes down the deserted sidewalk until Louis suddenly stops and turns to look at us. "It's about one mile off the trail into the woods. No talking while we're in there, they might hear us." Louis looks pointedly at Niall.
Louis takes a deep breath and starts to walk into the dense trees, the rest of us following in the formation we planned earlier that day . We walk for another five minutes until we see Louis suddenly stopping again. I think we've arrived at the hideout until I hear something like a twig snapping. We all look at the direction the noise came from and get ready to attack as if it were a werewolf. But of course, it's a goddamn squirrell.
We all quietly sigh in relief and continue following Louis. He stops one more time and uses the signal we talked about for when we arrive at the hideout. We all spread out even farther, Dean and I finding dark places to hide and wait while Louis climbs up into a tree and Niall shrinks to his leprechaun form. We hear a small pop that means Cas is in the entrance of the cave. The plan can now begin.
"I know you love me! I know you care! Just shout whenever! And I'll be there!" Niall starts shouting into the still night, throwing gold coins into the air to cause a distraction. I swear I can hear Dean rolling his eyes at the ridiculousness of the situation. We've done some weird things in our day but nothing compares to seeing a leprechaun singing Justin Bieber.
As Niall continues singing, the werewolf guards start making their way towards the noise. I look up into the trees and spot Louis who has a malicious grin on his face. Once nearly all the guards are in the area, he leaps silently down from his perch and begins stabbing and slashing at remaining the wolves.
Dean and I wait for a moment then slip out from our spots and start attacking what remained of the guards. We're careful not to get too much blood on the guard's special uniforms as we kill them. Those are going to come in handy in a few seconds.
"And I was like baby, baby, baby, oh!" Niall shouts, returning to his human form and prancing through the dead bodies. It really isn't a pretty sight.
"You guys ready?" Louis asks, looking at Dean and I. We nod and together start replacing our clothes with the guard's uniforms. In under five minutes, we've got hats covering our faces, essence of werewolf covering our smells, and are walking leisurely into the cave. The last thing we hear before we enter is Niall completing his song and clicking his heels loudly enough for it to echo.
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Night Changes
FanfictionIn a messed up world where Harry Styles is a werewolf, Louis Tomlinson is a vampire, and they're being hunted by the Winchesters, anything is possible. A story of love, tragedy, loss, and friendship.