Chapter 20: Houseguests

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Allen

I knew why this was important to them. I understood where they were coming from. I don't want say that old corny crap, but killing Sam wouldn't solve their problems. They'd just feel a small amount of satisfaction and sooner or later would go back to brooding over the person they lost.

I couldn't let them get to Sam. As I fought the mob, I was being meticulously careful not to seriously wound any of the invaders. Incapacitating them was harder than killing them. I was bashing their heads into walls putting them into choke holds, and trying my best not to rip out their throats with my claws.

Every now and then, I ran back upstairs to make sure they hadn't broken in and gotten to Sam. The last guy I beat didn't seem to have any type of supernatural ability at all. I noticed it instantly when he picked up a mop with one hand and wielded a knife in the other. I shrunk down from my huge wolf man form and Judy hit him hard with my regular fist. He passed out easily. Once again, the silence was unnerving. I ran upstairs and bumped right into Sam?

"Where are you going?" I asked.
"I was coming to you." She said. "The sound of fighting stopped, so I thought it was over. Is it?"
I didn't respond immediately, I was trying to see if I could sense anything else.
"No, I don't think so. I may have knocked out most of them, but the leader, Elijah... I haven't even seen him yet."

Sam squinted in the darkness. "How do you know he's the leader?"
"Because I saw them before they reached the house, and Elijah was at the top of the rally."
Sam gave me a devilish smile, and started laughing.
"What's so funny?" I asked.

She grabbed me by my throat, and lifted me in the air.
"You are." She answered, in deep, disturbing male's voice. Elijah's voice.

"H-how did you..." I could hardly speak, her hand was crushing my windpipe.
"How did I what?" She/he spoke again. "How did I get up here without you noticing?"
She pulled me in closer and raised her other hand.

"No," I replied. "How did you get inside of Samantha?" Without waiting for a reply, I tried to grab Sam's hand to free myself. She noticed, slammed me against the wall, and twisted my arm into a full 360. I screamed in pain as I heard a loud popping sound. I don't think it was broken. It felt more like it was dislocated.

"Taking control of this witch was simple. Every supernatural creature has a magical trick up their sleeve nowadays. I'm surprised you haven't noticed."

I lifted my feet up and kicked Sam away from me. Thanks to my strength, Sam went crashing into the opposite wall, giving me time to regain my bearings. I watched my arm unwind as I tapped into my wolf side. It was disgusting, but I had no time to think about it.

"Get out of her Elijah." I snarled. "What's the point of doing that anyway? I thought you were seeking revenge."
Sam gave me a crooked smile. "Of course I want revenge." Elijah spoke. "But I can't think of a better way to do it. You, my friend, are an inspiration. Speaking of that, I don't think I ever got your name."

"It's Allen," I growled as I lunged after her/him. I thought I was quick, but Sam moved ten times as fast as normal. Elijah made an ugly, shrieking sound with Sam's body and flipped right over me. I turned around swiftly, but she stopped attacking me. She bolted for the stairs, and I chased after her.

"What is your endgame?" I yelled. "What are you planning?!" I had to keep my anger under control. Using a bit of the wolf power was one thing; Accidentally going into the full wolf man form would could end up killing Sam.
At the bottom of the stairs, I had to hop over a couple of unconscious people. I turned to look for Sam, and found people floating. They were still obviously unconscious, but their bodies floated upright.

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