The Turning

Chapter 7: Combatants

As Vesryn and I ran in the direction of the horrific screams and gunshots, they would get louder and louder, my face was still stricken and serious, I was worried that we would sustain casualties. Vesryn would start to climb up trees and jump around in the branches, I assumed he was doing this to try and get an advantage on our enemies. I would hide behind a large tree trunk, my body mostly covered by it, yet some of my fur was clearly obvious as it blew gently in the calm breeze. I would poke my head around the trunk, a large amount of demons, wolves and werewolves had engaged in combat against what seemed to be a rather large company of humans, some looked to be regular hunters whilst others seemed to be well trained and well armoured men, possibly humans from the army of a town or establishment.

I noticed a few allies, Ice, Storm and the wolf I had seen before with large wings spreading out of his back was an obvious sight for me to make out. Two humans would be hurled towards me, landing about three metres just in front of me, they would pick themselves up and notice me, by the look on their faces, they knew this would be the end of the line for them. I would lunge forward and grip one of the human's heads, I would suddenly howl loudly as I looked down at my hip, a knife driven straight into my side. I glared at the other human who had done so, I gave the man a violent and bloodthirsty look as I threw the limp corpse I had in my paws aside and ripped the knife out of my side, driving it into his skull before the man could react, the body would crumple and break from the sheer force I put into the blow.

I would investigate the sky, the wolf with wings had gone airborne and he would howl long and loud as fire would sprout from his wings, they burst off his wings, searing hot flames would shred into human bodies, burning and tearing them apart. I was somewhat impressed and amazed by this strength that the wolf contained. I would see Ice get flung into a tree as splinters flung up from the tree he had been flung into, a semi-medium sized mech stood before him, the "driver" sat in a steel roll caged area towards the top of the mech, the mech didn't have hands but instead two large metallic blades. I would feel anger and strength build up in my body, making my blood pump quicker and boil. I would sprint towards Ice, hoping to aid him before he would receive his death. I would lunge out in front of him and grip the blade to the best I could, I could feel the weight and the power behind the blade trying to push through my grip. My paws would start to trickle with blood and they would heat up due to the blade starting to heat up, I assumed that the blade had some sort of heating product or machine within the blade. My eyes would darken and start to go soulless, I could feel myself changing.

A dark black and purple aura would start radiating off me as it started fuelling strength, power and will, my heart beated at a faster pace than normal and my muscles would start to tense. The dark aura would slowly creep onto the mech's sword arm and slowly seep into it's circuits, I would push the mech back with a large force in my push as the dark aura and magic would do its job, overriding the circuits and power, causing the mech to explode after a second or two. Ice would stand up and brush himself off, he had cuts and bruises all over him as he breathed heavily.

"Thank you, Luke, you saved my life just then......I owe you one" he would say as he rested his hand on my shoulder.

I wouldn't look back at him, my eyes still dark and soulless, Ice would look at me, concerned and confused with what was going on. Ice would back up as he saw the ground around me starting to taint and die, I would glare at most of the enemies remaining and howl long and loud as what seemed like lighting rods that were coloured black and purple would sprout out of me, striking most of the humans, causing their flesh to tear or their internal organs to bleed internally. The creatures from our pack would turn to face me, amazed by what I had done and the strength I had upheld, Storm and Ice would stare at me, wide eyed, I could sense their fear however. I would chuckle manically as my body started contracting and changing into that of a demon, the rest of the pack would tense, scared and concerned of what was happening to their new pack member.

"It seems that Luke has finally shown off his true power in this form, it's about time that he has done this." The demon would cackle and give everyone a sly and devilish grin.

"Luke....... what has happened to you?" Storm would ask as he took a defensive stance.

"I am not Luke, but a friend of his, I would suggest you be wary of Luke, he is a lot tougher then you think" the demon said in his deep voice whilst giving everyone an unsettling glare.

The demon would suddenly fade as my main body would return and I would crumple to the ground. Storm and Ice ran to me, checking to see if I was still alive, I was unsure what happened after that, but the next thing I knew was that I was laying down on my bed in the pack's cave and that I was in the company of Vesryn.

"W-What happened......" I would mutter as I tried to sit up straight.

Vesryn would make me stay laying down, "I am not sure, but one thing is for sure......you have some explaining to do" he would say to me with a serious expression on my face, all this would make me feel was concern and make me feel agitated.