The Beautiful and Divine

Chapter Thirty-Three: Alive Part 2

Andrew Biersack's P.O.V

"How can you hate them when you once knew one of their sons!" I shout back strongly, "Brother lay down your hurting yourself." The youngest Black commands.

The stinging pain surges through the already weak body of mine, forcing me to lay back down. I snort through my nose out in misery, clenching the jaw tightly afterwards to manage some of the soreness.

"Explain to me why our oldest brother hates someone he talked to years ago and befriended." I grow under my breath, "He had his reasons I'm sure, maybe they had a falling out. Only Andy knows why they stopped being friends or at least civil with one another." My youngest sibling suggests.

Laying in the damp bed, I rest back into the dent made from before.

"This whole Spirit Warrior thing sucks just wait your turn." I sigh, "I have two years to prepare for this kind of whole body experience." Sixx grins jokingly.

"Don't be in a hurry." My body clenches into a ball, I get out a cougar roar.

The thunderous sound flows through the air with ease, reaching all around the house with the vigorous noise. Widening the jaw of mine, four long fangs touch the edges of my lips. Interlocking flawlessly as I shut the mouth belonging to me, huffing a spray of spit out. Closing both eyes, the inner monster within takes over changing everything about the boy known as Andrew Biersack.

Young Biersack is letting the boy die so the man can be born. I close the peepers of mine, more animal sounds shatter glass around us. Open your eyes, see what I see, feel what I feel, let's go take a howl at that moon. The pair of sea orbs, scanning the room surrounding me. Everything around is crisp and clear, new colors are shown to me from existing ones.

New sounds fill the team of ears, looking down to my body I notice the skin has changed into tan fur. Turning to face the young Sixx, gazing at him to see the reflexion inside his intense sky blues. Terror echoes back into mine, stand on all fours I jump off the bed. Running out of the small area, my body tumbles over something. Andy Black, growling loudly towards him an animal side takes control.

Licking over all the teeth within my mouth, I circle the oldest twin like a vulture.

"Biersack?" Mr. Black quizzes, using a snarl I give the answer.

"You have fully turned." Keeping my pace, I make a make the trap smaller.

"If you attack me, I will have no choice but to protect myself." Biting at the oldest brother, he raises both arms to defend.

Jumping at The Black, I attach my teeth onto his left shoulder. Forcing him to the carpeted floor, following by falling down a flight of stairs. Tumbling head over heels, we land at the bottom. Detaching the jaw of mine from Sir Andy's humerus, I pin him to the ground pushing on them with both paws.

"Andrew stop!" The oldest Andy commands, staring into his soul I remain on top.

"I will fight you and hurt you if I must." Daring the first born, I contract the talons within the pair of paws into the tender flesh.

Without warning my body goes flying, hitting the hard wall behind us. Shuffling back up, I'm met with a huge leopard standing in place of the sibling. Fangs drawn, the big cat returns the attacks by lurching at me. Pushing back, I drance for the strong impact force. The sabor runs into my smaller but stronger frame, breaking a hole in the drywall to the rear of us. Our youngest sibling rushes down the steps, as me and Black take turns clawing and biting one another.