AWAKENING[REVAMPED EDITION]

CHAPTER VI

OUTSIDE FBI OFFICES IN PARKING GARAGE. SAME DAY BUT NOW NIGHTIME.

He had to move quickly, they were coming. Once making it across the parking garage and into his car, the director stopped panicking as much as started the car unknowingly that many pairs of eyes had watched every movement. He didn't expect them to attack where a lot of witnesses were. The parking garage was packed with employees leaving from work.

"So you thought you could hide from me."

The director turned his head slowly toward the driver's side window with a quickened heartbeat to see Valentina standing outside. With a huge sigh he unlocked the passenger side door and allowed her to enter the car.

"Can you give me a ride home? You know Darris always came to get me", she asked and waited patiently for a response before buckling her seatbelt.

"Sure Valentina", he answered and quickly locked the door as soon as she was settled. After a few minutes of traffic, the two set out to her apartment complex. Valentina wanted to ask what he happened earlier in the day, about that thing he wanted to talk about but she noticed how extremely stressed he looked so she decided against it.

"Turn here", she said pointing toward a brightly lit luxury complex. Perfect. There were plenty of witnesses and lighting. 'They wouldn't strike here', he thought. Turning into a parking space and allowing Valentina to get out, they both said quick goodbyes to each other and he watched in sadness as she walked up the stairs and into her apartment.

"Goodbye Valentina", he whispered backing the car out slowly and started driving along the long empty road back to his large house. On the way his heart was racing and he prayed that his family was safe. As soon as he got there they needed to move as far away as possible.

"Hello Mr. Donald", the guard at the house gate said as the director rolled through. Looking only once at the guard he couldn't remember in that was who opened the gate yesterday and didn't really give much thought. But only if he did, he would have realized that the guard wore heavily tented sunglasses and behind him sat a bloodied night guard with its throat ripped out.

As soon as the car passed through the gate, the lycan took off his night guard outfit and began to slowly follow the car keeping in the darkness and scouting the situation. "We have about ten guards on top", he muttered quietly into the receiver in his hand. Q"And around fifteen on the bottom all appear to be armed with sub machine guns and I smell silver rounds."

"Good. Wait for me."

Putting down the receiver, the lycan sat in the shadows of a large oak tree in the front yard as he watched guards pass up and down, studying and memorizing their walking patterns. After only a few minutes of waiting, he caught the scent of ten more lycan and looked around to find them.

"Up here."

Looking up, he caught the familiar glowing orange eyes of Nico with nine other figures around him. "We engage quietly. We don't want him to get scared and ran away. He most likely knows we're coming so we need to hurry and kill everyone here before he calls more people."

Nodding their heads in agreement, Nico gave the signal to 'go' and each lycan slipped off the branches stealthily and without error. Five took the bottom and four took the top with Nico watching their performance. "Simply amazing", he said to himself grinning as he watched guards get ripped to pieces and the lycans gouging on their bloody flesh.

"Let's go", Nico announced began walking toward the front door of the house with the other lycan right behind him. As they approached the front door they witnessed lycans biting huge chucks of flesh off each dead guard and Nico couldn't wait to taste the director.

Knocking the front door straight off the metal hinges, Nico, the sunglasses lycan, and the others stood standing face to face with the director and is family: his pregnant wife, their two kids, mother, and himself, holding luggage. This was going to be a feast. Smiling even harder when the director recognized them, Nico stepped forward and instinctively the director put both arms up and started to growl.

"I don't think you want to play this game Donald", Nico said still walking closer and closer to the family. Once realizing that he wasn't backing off, Nico turned to face all the other lycan and simply said,"Kill them all. But save the director for me."

Lycans from each direction tackled the family and in horror, the director witnessed his family screaming as their limbs tore off their bodies and their flesh being savagely ripped into. "No!!!!", the director roared and charged toward Nico only to get caught by the sunglasses lycan who pinned his arms around him.

"You bastard", the director said through tears as he watched his family be torn piece from piece. "I told you not to run, this was completely avoidable ", Nico explained softly as he extended his curved claws and raced toward the director snatching him from the sunglasses lycan and throwing him through a nearby wall.

Dazed from the experience, the director stumbled up and swung a wide fist at Nico who caught his upper arm and broke it with a slight squeeze. Screaming in pain the director swung once more and this time Nico bit down locking his jaw into the director's other arm. Pulling back forcefully, the designated arm tore right off with it still in Nico's mouth.

With one arm broken and the other missing, the director fell to his knees and started to cry tears once again.

"It's so good", Nico said through a mouthful of flesh, the blood dripping down his chin and onto the marble floor. He could hardly control the excitement and adrenaline that coursed through his veins. But that was enough.

"Sunglasses", he called throughout the house. Within seconds, the sunglasses lycan appeared next to him and nodded. "It's your turn."

Laughing hysterically, the lycan took off it's sunglasses and revealed it's blood-red eyes. In complete fear, the director watched as the figure that stood before him grew taller with black fur now surrounding its body, it's bones shifting in unnatural ways, and it eyes turning completely black. In minutes the figure that had once stood before the director now appeared monstrous, it's body taking on a black-skinned rabid wolf form, it's muscles budging under its jet-black fur, and it's height reaching almost the ceiling.

With his trademark grin, Nico turned away and walked out the room as the newly transformed lycan began to devour the very much alive director. His screams being heard all throughout the house.

Stepping back into the main foyer of the house, he continued to watch as the lycans fought over the last remaining pieces of what was the directors family.

"Perfect", he murmured under his breath and walked out the house, the screams from the director still ringing out into the night.