Primal Inheritance: Freedom [COMPLETED]

Chapter 13: It's Done

Marissa

Jamie and Donovan clenched their fists together, trying to keep their fingers from turning to dirt. "What the hell is this?!" Donovan screamed. "How do we stop it?"

Jamie muttered a curse word and said "Warlock." They both got up from the ground, their eyes turning lupine, hairs sprouting from their bodies. They jumped and shifted into their wolf form. In this form, they had stopped disintegrating, but the color of their fur was fading. It looked bleached out, and they seemed smaller than usual.

"Damn it." The warlock smiled. "You nulled my spell with your own curse. Clever. Luckily for you, you're not my targets today. Hey! Bats!"
He called to the other guy with the messed up face. "Let's go!"

The other guy was still feeling his face, smoothing it out. He stopped and finally turned around. "Wait a minute. I think we need to shed some light on the situation, before these mongrels do anymore damage."

When I got a look at his face, I gasped. It was Axel. Whatever previous damage that had been inflicted on his face was gone. He still had the same twisted smile as always.

"Are you an idiot?" The warlock replied. "We had one job. We've done it. Frederick's dead, and that means we have conclusive evidence. There's nothing else to be done except returning her to the coven." To this, Axel raised his hand, as if to interrupt him, but he let him finish.

"Shouldn't it be common courtesy to tell the people you're hunting why you're hunting them?
These three don't know why they exist. They don't know why they're hunted. All they know is that every supernatural creature wants them dead. The least I could do is enlighten these mutts before I use their pelts for my bathrobe."

Samantha

Everything went still after the apparition vanished. I could still hear the cackling fire upstairs. I could hear the gas leaking and worse popping. But neither I nor Allen made a sound. After it dissipated, Allen dropped his arms to his sides. He tried to look at me sideways, without catching my eye. That wasn't necessary though. I was just staring off into space, unsure what to do next.

He probably didn't want to interrupt me because he thought I was grieving. To be honest, I'm not sure what I was doing. I guess I was just waiting for an answer. A sign, telling me to keep moving forward. The best thing Allen could've done was shake me, or slap me out of my illusions. Sadly, he didn't.

I was starting to notice every little thing in this room. The shards of glass caught my attention The smoke from above was burning my nostrils. I saw Allen's right arm grow and heal. It was moving slowly, but his arm was taking on the wolf form like the rest of his body. I wondered how long he could keep that form up.
Did it strain him? Did it require any effort at all?
I had no idea. I made a mental note to ask him, if time stopped standing still and we were able to move past all of this.

Suddenly, a mirror appeared at my side, putting a pause on my depression. It was similar to the mirror I created earlier, but it was all black with shiny runestones placed all over it. Donna emerged from a swarm a smoke that had combined together. At first, she looked just as she did earlier, malevolent, sick, and ominous, but she closed her eyes and concentrated.
She was concentrating hard. It looked like she was in pain.

Finally, she let out a huge breath and her skin returned to normal. All of the evil black lines had disappeared. She looked healthy.
Donna ran up to hug me, and I embraced her.
My body glowed yellow, and all my wounds started to heal. I sighed with relief. She reached out for Allen's hand, and even though he was sightly reluctant, he took it.