Werebeasts

Chapter Ten:

Ama stormed through the halls, fury and hate making her walk faster than usual. Alec and Desmond both followed in her wake, both of them equally grim and looking as though they were preparing to go to battle. She had just been told by her father that she could not mount a rescue. Not against a Dark Witch that was obviously far more powerful than even the Witch Shara had previously anticipated. And the Witch Shara was said to be one of those of rare power and abilities.

She knew that Orpheo was currently going through a hard time. She knew that whatever was happening now was not beneficial to his health, or their plan of success. Orpheo did not know it, but he was part of a long told tale from the first King of the Shifters years and years and years ago. The history itself was uncertain as to the exact timeframe. She only knew that Orpheo was important.

And they needed to get Orpheo back. It was going to take some serious recon, not to mention a powerful group of shifters, and...some surprise firepower.

Orpheo’s captores won’t know what hit them, she thought grimly as she moved into the War Room, preparing to gather as many items as she needed for the upcoming battle.

“Desmond, I need you to gather your most trusted and faithful warriors. As many as can be spared. Alec…I want you to look through the spellbooks. Find something that might neutralize the witch that stole him. Go.” She ordered. Both looked at one another silently for a minute, before turning to leave.

She reached out for her most favorite and deadliest weapon, a sword embued with magical powers thanks to the witch Shara blessing it on the day of her birth. She swung the sword a couple of times before sheathing it at her side.

Blood is going to be spilled this night.

She had no doubts.

Only grim certainty.

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Orpheo drew his sword as the wolves were preparing to lunge. He knew that he had to use it at least long enough to prepare to shift into his new creature…of which he wasn’t even sure what it was yet. He could feel the creature inside of him, vibrating with eagerness to leap out to protect him…

The wolf lunged, and he barely brought his sword up in time, the sword sliding through the enormous wolf and killing it instantly.

The other two wolves remained standing, and the witch shouted angrily,

“Take him! Take him now!”

Orpheo took a few steps backwards, looking around to see if there was anywhere he could go to for protection…

But there was nothing.

They were in the wild woods, and there was naught but the remains of the green flame.

He wondered, suddenly, if he could leap into the flame and get back to the council. He doubted it would work. He wasn’t familiar with the witches ways, but…it was worth a shot. He began backing towards the flames, even as the last two wolves began stalking towards him.

Without warning a ball of blue flame was flung towards him by the witch and he flung himself to the side. The wolves lunged at him just as he did, and he rolled, and landed against the side of a tree. He struggled against the pair of wolves, who turned back to their human form, both of them holding him up by the arms. His sword lay on the ground, useless. His animal form was still at the brink…

He continued to struggle, but it was no use as something hard and heavy slammed against the back of his skull.

The last thing that he saw was the witch smirking in triumph as he collapsed to the ground.

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Authors Notes: Figured I better upload something, even if it is short. *sigh* I will try to get more written, but this is proving to be a pain.