The Hunter Becomes The Hunted

Chapter 11 (Jesse's P.O.V.)

"Lay back!" Genji pleaded as he pressed both hands into Jesse's shoulders.

"(Y/n)!" Jesse choked out as he clawed at the blankets and pelts.

He heard someone barreling down the hall, the door swinging open and cracking into the wood. Rushed footsteps revealed Hanzo who was now forcing Jesse to lay down. Jesse's mind was snapping, vision clouding with dark blankets to hide his sight. His legs kicked out from under him, the brothers struggling to keep him down as Jesse's body started to shake and tremble, twitching and seizing.

"What happened? Why is he awake? Why is he like this?" Hanzo shouted over Jesse's choked snarls.

"He heard (Y/n) scream!" Genji shouted back as his scarred fingers pressed deeper into Jesse's skin.

Hanzo's hair fell over his face, sharp teeth baring as he wheezed, pressing all of his bulky weight onto Jesse to keep him down.

Jesse's vision was failing him, cutting out and swaying as if he were drunk. Saliva and bile flew from his mouth as he let out a pained scream, bones popping and crunching inside of him. Sweat laid across his seizing body like a thin sheet meant for heated summer nights. His left arm jutted out, snatching at Hanzo's jaw and squeezed it tighter than Jesse had squeezed you closer to him in a fiery kiss. Hanzo gagged and tried to pull back at the sight of Jesse's morphing hand.

Skin graying, knuckles popping and crackling like fire, nails peeling off and splitting like wet parchment to show off pointed claws growing from his skin. His veins were pumping, throbbing, poking out from the surface of his skin, a vibrant blue-ish purple that takes over the sky when the sun starts to set, when the bright fat moon rises into the sky.

With an unknown force rushing through Jesse, he launched Hanzo back, his back hitting the wall and cracking the wooden boards. The archer fell to the ground, managing to catch himself with hands but coughed, shoulders shaking and raven hair falling in front of his face.

Jesse snatched at Genji's neck, flipping him over until Jesse's hulking mass was hovering over Genji, a hand now wrapped tightly around the ninja's neck and clamping down. Genji choked, scratching at Jesse's snapping fingers and attempting to push him away.

Sadly he got nowhere.

Jesse snarled, baring fangs at the ninja below him, saliva starting to drip down from his curled in lips and onto his face in warm, fat drops. His eyes were starting to flutter shut, his nails had stopped pressing into Jesse's skin. Jesse could feel his heart slowing down.

An enraged roar caught Jesse off guard, something hard smacking him in the back of his skull before it was wrapped under his jaw, points poking into his thick neck and throat. Jesse was torn off of Genji, his claws slicing thin cuts into his skin before he was tossed to the door.

Jesse grasped the doorframe, hoisting himself up but stumbling on his shifting feet. His vision swayed, bile and saliva dripped down his chin and beard, his stomach churned. He could not focus, he could not control the anger swelling in his chest.

His head flew back, saliva spewing from his mouth with a violent cough. His claws sank into the doorframe, wood cracking to fit around his thick claws. He attempted to keep himself up, but he fell to his hands and knees.

Even with only so little moonlight pouring over his skin, it felt even worse than it did that night that felt so close behind him.

With a shiver crawling down his spine, he could feel his skin slowly force out every single strand of hair it could. Dark brown fur slowly cascading down in thick strands, covering his tanned skin in thick patches.