Lost (Teen Wolf Fanfic)

Chapter 32

A/N

Okay so I haven't been consent at all.. But hey at least its a monday! But as we all know.. Drum roll please... Teen wolf season 4 returns monday!! i'm hoping for the best of my abilities to create a really good chapter for then. But in the meantime i give you this.

Abigail's POV

I lung at the murder with all the might I have. My mind going nowhere else but on this and this only. My claws find their way into Deaucalion's cheek before he pushes me off of him. I fall tot he ground only to be picked back up by two sets of hands. I'm held back by Kali and Ennis. I do a quick spin of my legs and knock Kali off balance which is enough for her to loosen her grip on my arm. Enough for me to jerk my arm free. I swing my free hand over and punch Ennis in the face. I hear his nose crack under my pressure and feel partly satisfied. With another blow I gouge his eyes leaving him screaming on the floor in pain. Swinging around to face my other opponent my collarbone meets with claws. I wince in pain but I hardly feel it. There is to much adrenaline pumping through my veins. With my vision going in and out of focus I pursue my target of Kali. She swings at me again with her foot. I grab her leg in midair and flip her onto her stomach. Still holding her leg up high I stomp on her backbone. With a satisfying bone crunching crack that leaves Kali lying motionless on the floor, I make my way to my last target.

"Young Abigail. Good. Very good. But if I must say so myself, I am displeasured by your effect of not killing them." Deaucalion speaks as if he had not watched his two best lieutenants be beaten by a beta.

"I'm not a murderer. I don't kill for fun. I'm not like you." I spit at him. He laughs.

"Abs stop. You are only going to make it worse. Leave. Run while you still can. You're hurt. Run. Find an emissary." Isaac begs.

"Only if it was that easy young Isaac." Deaucalion laughs again, this time cracking his knuckles with it. My eyes go blind with rage. I lung at him again only this time I'm off balance. I'm caught by a single hand on my chest. In my chest. I gasp taking in the sight of my blood pouring out of my chest onto his hand my hands go to the wound and pull back bloodstained. He shoves his hand deeper into me and I cough up the red liquid flowing out of my body. I find it harder to breathe with each passing second. Out of my peripheral vision I see Isaac struggle to stand up. Yelling words I can't hear. I build up all my remaining strength and swing one of my hands to Deaucalion's throat. By the look of it he is laughing but yet again I can't hear the morbid sound. He plunges his hand further inside me and I'm sure by now he is close to breaking through the opposite side. I quickly plunge my clawed fingers into his neck and jerk, pulling his throat out with my hand. He falls ontop of me knocking me down. His blood pours on top of me, around me I drown in it. But alas my hearing comes back. And as I'm struggling to try to breathe, I hear his last breath.

He goes limp on me dropping all his weight on me. On the hand inside me, pushing it further and balling it. I scream a gurgled scream. Probably the last sound I'll ever make. I look over to my brother who has dropped down beside us. I feel the weight of Deaucalion leave my body as Isaac pushes him off of me. When I'm finally able to meet my brother's eyes one last time, they look horrified.

All is dark...