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the demon wolf

Derek transformed into his now beta wolf, but with as much fury as before. He may not like Jennifer, he may hate the side he's had to pick, but he will stand by his word. And he wants Deucalion dead as much as her.

He launched at the demon wolf and brought his right hand out to punch him in the jaw.
But Deucalion caught it.
And his other hand that he hand swung out in attempt for another go.
Deucalion gripped Derek's hands tight and started to lower his arms in a rather unnatural way, a way that looked as if his bones would snap like a twig at any moment.

Jennifer narrowed her eyes in on Deucalion. She rallied her strength and the power she drew from the sacrifices, the power she was drawing from the storm, the power she used to kill the rest of his pack. Everything she had worked towards, everything she had tried to convinced them she was doing.
She marched over to Deucalion with a smirk, a confident and triumphant smirk, and slammed her hand inches from his chest.

A white burst of energy rang out and caused the wind to shift but nothing more. Deucalion didn't flinch, he didn't get thrown back, he didn't even blink. Her power wasn't enough to defeat the demon wolf.

Deucalion smirked and grabbed both Jennifer and Derek's throat, hoisting them up into the air. Their eyes went wide as air suddenly disappeared from their lungs. Their skin felt strained against their skin and hot from where Deucalion hands were resided.

Adrianna snapped her eyes to Scott whom was standing still in complete shock, staring at the scene in front of him. He was shocked that Derek was fighting for Jennifer, he was shocked about what Deucalion's beast looked like and most of all, he was shocked that after all the time she spent killing, sacrificing, innocent people, her plan didn't even work. Those murders were for nothing.

Adrianna looked back to Deucalion. She could do this, she could push down her fear and the pain and save him.
She took in a deep breath and clenched her fist, a purple energy floated around her hand and around the three bodies in the middle of the room, her whole arm tensed up as she focused and attempted to calm herself.
She snapped open her balled fist and watched as Deucalion flew backwards and skidded along the ground, using his claws to slow himself.

Deucalion laughed, a demonic, low, horrid laugh that shook the walls. What could he possibly be amused at, in a time like this?
"Now that is power."
He pushed himself up from the ground and walked over to Adrianna, but he seemed to move quicker than her eyes could process.

Somehow, her mind spoke for her body and she caught the fist he attempted to hit her with.
Adrianna's eyes went wide as she looked to her forearm in the dangerous path of Deucalions blow.
The demon-wolf growled at her, now angry at her impressive move. He grabbed her throat so forceful that it knocked her back slightly. He raised her up, the pressure building in her lungs and air completely disappearing from her air pathways. She gasped and clawed at his arm, pleading for him to drop her, or for some air.

Deucalion threw her back like she was a bar of soap and watched as she crashed into the wall next to the entrance.
Adrianna coughed and heaved and groaned from the pain throbbing in her back and head. She felt dizzy and nauseous and exhausted all at the same time.

Derek was up and on him again, not giving up. He was pissed, he wanted this wolf dead, he wanted him out of their lives.
He threw punches and growls but failed miserably. Deucalion easily flung him to the other side of the room and into a barrel of old tires and wooden crates.

Jennifer ran at him, thinking she could have another go and it would actually work. But Deucalion stopped her before anyone could blink. He threw his arm at her waist and sent her slamming into the pavement. She groaned and rolled into her back.

Scott was shocked, too shocked for words, too shocked to move. His eyes darted to Adrianna pushing herself up from the floor with a pained expression. Then to Derek, whom was lying on his stomach with splatters of blood below him. How had this gone so wrong?
He looked back to Deucalion, he really was so much more than they all thought.

Deucalion marched over to Jennifer and pulled her up from the floor by her mess of dark hair. He dragged her closer to Scott and forced her to her knees. "kill her." His voice was low and demonic and completely unnatural, it seemed to shake the floor and vibrate through their beings.

Scott stared at him like he'd grown another head, although he shouldn't be surprised by something like that happening.

"do it."

Scott looked to the panting Jennifer. He hated her, truly, she took his mum, she took his friends parents, she's killed innocent people. But he couldn't kill her. It just didn't feel right, he wasn't that person.

Deucalion grew tired of his hesitance and roared at him. An alphas roar. A roar that caused his skin to ripple and his mind to go rogue, a roar that brought out the inner beast.
Scott dropped to his hands and knees, gasping for air and control as the command drove him to obey. He flicked his head up to them, transformed into his beta form.

"now kill her." Deucalion commanded. "your parents are dying. that storm you hear? she's burying them alive. it's her connection to the telluric currents. kill her, and it ends."

"It won't end." Jennifer countered, finally finding her voice. "Not with me. He'll have you kill everyone you love. It's what he does."

"they're dying Scott. your mother, and the parents of your best friends. kill her now and it's over." Deucalion convinced, "become the alpha you're meant to be. become a killer."

Something snapped in Scott, his words twisting inside of him like acid. He wasn't a killer, he wants to kill her but he won't because what good will that do. He believes in himself, he believes in his friends, he believes that they can still win this. "They're not dead yet."

Deucalion looked as if he was about to laugh. "who's going to save them? you're friends?"

Scott rose to his feet, conviction clear in his eyes. "My pack."

Deucalion growled at him, his patience demolished. He used some sort of demon speed and flew over to Scott. He grabbed the back of his neck and pinched his skin, he used his other hand to pull one of Scott clawed arms out. They started to walk over to where Jennifer had been tossed to the ground. "maybe you just need a little guidance."

Scott strained and winced as his body was pushed forwards.

They stopped in front of Jennifer.

Scott looked to Deucalion, "I forgot to tell you something. Something that Gerard told me." A slight smirk dazzled behind his eyes at the plan he had so brilliantly formed. "Deucalion isn't always blind." He threw something down to the ground, something that made an awfully loud crack and caused overly bright lights to spread throughout the warehouse.

Deucalion growled and staggered back, covering his eyes from the dangerous lights.
Adrianna got to her feet and shielded her eyes with her arm, Derek following suit.

The cracks stopped and the light seemed to dim. Adrianna moved her arm away from her eyes and her eyebrows instantly drew together. The room was covered in a dull orange, and none of the wolves were transformed any longer.

"The lunar eclipse, it's started."

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