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Unstoppable

Okay, I know I have not updated anything in a while, but I hope this 2537 word, action-filled chapter will make up for it.

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Ash's P.O.V.

"Hey, Ash!" Katie yells as I speed walk down the dusty, deserted street with people and creatures watching us from the shadows.  "Slow down!  You're charging right into danger and you're gona ket killed!"

"I don't care."

"But who will help her once she is dead, hu!?"

"We are not even sure if this is her."

"Stop it with that fucking flat tone of yours!  And so you're saying you're going to die even if it isn't her?"

"I'm not going to die, for fucks sake!" I growl, whipping around to face her and look down into her golden eyes. 

"You could," Katie says and puts a hand gently on my cheek.

"Kat, it's not going to happen.  Not with you by my side and with Brooke as the goal.  I must get her back...."

"I understand, Ash, but we should at least have a plan."

"And who said I didn't?" I ask with a deep voice, a disturbing smirk making its way to my face.

"Oh, I like the sound of that...."

"Um, guys?"

"Why is Andrew here again?" I grumble and Katie chuckles.

"Because he knows where she was recently: he saw her," Katie defends him.

"Doesn't mean I like it... and you're not doing a good job at guiding me."

"BECAUSE YOU WON'T SLOW THE FUCK DOWN!" Andrew yells so loud I wince and Kat does too.

"Shut up!" Kat hisses harshly and Andrew snorts.

"Why?  I don't se-"

"Shut.  Up," I growl and feel my canines begin to grow longer and my ears begin to form. 

"Ash, calm down.  We can punish him later."  I smirk, making sure to show my enlarged canines, and motion for Andrew to take the lead in front.

"Hurry up," I growl and Andrew does as I say-- much to my surprise-- and walks in front if me with a grunt.

"It will take a couple of minutes to wal-"

"Then let's run," I say blankly and start to sprint.

"I don't have much of a choice, do I?"  I don't say anything in reply to Andrew and he starts sprinting as well and Kat follows suit behind us.

"This is it?" I ask Andrew while looking upon an old apartment building that is about five stories tall, besides one that clearly had collapsed.  Oddly enough, the condition it is in is surprising, as the foundation still appears stable....

"Yup."

"It has obviously been maintained..." Kat says next to me and puts her arm on my shoulder, which only works because she is tall: about 5 feet and 8 inches, while I'm 5' 9".

"I don't trust this."  I ignore Andrew's comment once again and walk past him with Kat still at my side, but gently gripping my arm in a supportive, comforting manner.

"I'm ready to pull off some limbs..." Kat says lowly and transforms halfway, as do I, and we cover our ears and faces with our hoods while out tails run down one of our pant legs.