The Unwanted

||Seven||

"Im just a would've been,

Could've been,

Should've been,

Never was and never ever will be.

We'll sharpen your teeth,

Tell yourself that it's just business."

-And The Snakes Start To Sing by Bring Me The Horizon

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"Looks like he's here." The witch spoke, a smirk dancing over her features.

Kira could feel the excitement of fighting against someone bubble in her stomach. The comforted the feeling she had flew out the window and was replaced with aggression and a need for killing. She could feel her wolf scratch and snarl, ready for a fight. Kill, maim, rip, tear, blood, blood, BLOOD! The wolf howled, the want for bloodshed was almost unbearable as it grew inside her.

"Hey guys I am- who is this?" Stepped in a tall, lanky, small looking guy. His skin pale, silvery hair tousled falling over his forehead and in his eyes, his eyes were dark and slanted. He must be of Asian descent. Possibly Korean or Japanese.

"This is Kira, of the Blood Moon Pack." The fairy spoke. She had somehow found her way on the table right next to Kira.

"Oh?" He said. His words were questioning but his tone, face and everything else grew with mischief. A small devilish smirk cracked across his face. Brown eyes brewed with devious intent. Then it happened. He flashed his eyes at her. A Werewolf. An Alpha Werewolf.

"Well, my name is Kai. It's a pleasure to meet you Kira." He spoke slow, his words were eerie giving her chills down her spine.

Her plans did not change in the least. In fact, her excitement grew larger. A fight against an alpha. How exiting. She thought. "The pleasure is all mine." She purred.

"I should let you know, I was given a choice. Join your petty little pack, or die. What do you think I shall do, Alpha Kai?" She slipped off the table, her naked feet coming in contact with the cold wooden floor. She leaned up against the metal table and crossed her ankles.

"Would that not be your decision? I would hate to give you the wrong answer." He replied. And the wager had began. Pheromones let off by both Werewolves filled the air. Every negative emotion flew around with them.

"Personally I think I have another choice. One that you are too afraid to admit I have." Kira spoke. Her voice slow and silky, leaving a scary feel behind them.

"Oh? And what would that be?" He questioned. A step closer, challenging her.

She slipped her hands to her side, claws extending along with fangs. "Well, for one I can kill you. Or I can kill your pack. Which one sounds good to you?" She purred caustically.  Swords were drawn and shots were fired. The duel has begun.

His fangs extended, and eyes glowing as his claws grew in length also. "Defeat me you say? That option sounds exhilarating! I'd like to see you try!" He was the first swipe. Clawing at her face to which she quickly moved out of the way, turning full wolf and taking a offensive stance. Her teeth were bared as she nastily snarled at him.

"You want that kinda fight. Well, let's have some fun." He spat. She watched focused on his transformation. He controlled it slowly, bones shifting, snapping and cracking into place. Fur sprouted everywhere and his face distorted, a snout growing out of his face and eyes narrowed and glowed their color of a silky crimson red.

"That looks a bit... painful." The demon stated. Kira had almost forgotten they were there.

"Shut up." The witch spat, keeping her focus on the fight that was playing out before her. "If you mutts are gonna play, go do that outside, I do not intend to clean up the mess that you will inevitably make." She snarked. Her cold eyes glaring at the silver haired alpha and the Raven colored one.

The silver haired Wolf growled and snarled before turning and leaving urging Kira and all who wanted to watch to follow behind, which they did.

The made it outside the house-like place.
She noticed that the house was set in the middle of a clearing with large trees encircling it. Grass grew by little spots here and there but there was mostly dirt and small rocks everywhere.

They did not hesitate to begin the match.

They both rushed at one another at an inhuman speed, trying to knock the other out of balance. Clashing every now and then they rushed pass one another.

Soon it happened. She knew it would happen, she could sense it.

He pulled a dirty little move on her and she went flying against a tree, her heavy body hitting the tree and landing on the ground. The painful wounds healed as soon as they came.

<you like playing dirty, huh? Well let's play dirty.> she hissed loudly. Her voice and her wolfs mingling, sounding scary and dark.

She changed from a offensive stance to an aggressive one. Her upper body leaned low and her paws angled in a way that would allow her to lurch forward at any given moment. She resembled a cheetah closing in on its prey, hungry and predatory eyes capturing each move, each step, each breath. Every. Single. Thing. Analyzing it and forming the best possible way to kill it. That's what she was, a born killer. A born leader. A born Werewolf.

She jumped at him and successfully knocked him off of his feet for a while.

<did your daddy teach you how to play it dirty, Kira?> he teased aloud. His voice even more scarier than hers. She could practically see the smirk on his face.

He thinks he has the upper hand. How cute. Her wolf snickered. Her wolf was a caring yet bitter creature.

<of course not. He taught me how to win by every means possible. What did yours teach you?> her testy voice spat.

He sauntered around her, circling her practically screaming 'who do you think the prey and the predator is?'.

<my father taught me how to survive by any means possible. See? We are not all that different. So why don't you just join already?>

She stopped and thought for a while.
Who really was the enemy here?

These people are trying to help me... Well kinda. They offered me a spot in their pack because I was unwanted. What did my pack do? They discarded me when they felt I was useless. Look at them! None of them are wanted elsewhere but here, in this pack, everyone seems to rely on one another. Maybe I was wro-

Before her train of thought could be complete she was tackled down onto her back, an alpha on top of her holding her down. A heavy paw was set on her chest and one on her snout holding it to the side exposing her neck.

<I'm sorry did I catch you off guard?> he questioned tauntingly.

She reacted fast switching them up. She put him in a submissive hold that she was not long ago trapped in only she held him down harder.

<fine.> she mumbled.

<fine what?> it was easy to tell he was genuinely confused. They had just been in the middle of a fight then she says fine.

<I'll join your pack or whatever the hell you have going on here.>