The Alpha & The Ripper

Chapter 2- No Time To Waste

We appear somewhere deep in the woods, next to an abandoned shed. I look over at my brother and see that he is trying to keep his balance. Transporting always makes him dizzy, but never me. Looking around in search for my father, I noticed a large abandoned house right behind the shed. I'm guessing that is were most of them from the pack has been spotted. I wonder what made them come here... why they are away from there whole pack?

"Elsa, do you hear that?" Shawn asks.

I clear my thoughts and listen out. It's a sound of a birds calling... it's our father's signal to us. Shawn and I search our soundings until we saw a figure standing by the tree in the far distance. It was hard to see because it was dark out, but I knew it was my father. Shawn and I moved forward, as quiet as a mouse, and we follow our father as he walks farther back then where we were transported too. Soon, a light in the far distance shines through the darkness and I knew immediately what it was.

When we arrive, we came to see a camp site. There is a large, white tent at the very end and torches lite up for light. There was also a large fire build in the middle and a few dozen sleeping tents all around. I recognize everyone once I see them. It's our team... our hunting team.

I didn't expect this... but I know what it means. This isn't just a simple in and out job. This is an assignment. And by the looks that we have twice the man power, a very big assignment.

I do not ask my father questions as he leads my brother and I to the largest tent. Inside was a large table with what looks like maps and paper work spread all over it, and with countless weapons that hold guns, daggers, swords and arrows.

I noticed Chris Jenkins and his family immediately. His side of the family and my fathers have been working side by side with each other for 47 years. So, just a couple years before my father was even born. Chris' family consisted of his wife Jennifer, his two sons Parker and Joey, his three daughters Megan, Tanya and Grace, and Chris' twin brother Tim. I get along with his sons, but his daughters don't really like me. Probably because, and I don't mean to sound cocky, but I am stronger, smarter and more skilled then any of them.

"Dad, what's going on?" Shawn asked, as we walk farther in.

I draw my attention to the table, looking at the maps. It is sketch out of a town? I'm not quite sure what it was. They were buildings, but it looked to be surrounded by multiple trees.

"We think we might have a strong lead on the Silver Moon Pack. We believe that a large group of them will be going to visit another pack, a smaller one, to kill them," my father explains.

"What pack?" I ask.

"The Black Meadow Pack. They are small, and their Alpha is weak, but the Silver Moon Pack sees them as some kind of threat" my father says.

"We believe that if they travel in the way we think they will to the Black Meadow's station, then they will walk right into our trap," Chris tells me.

"Which is?"

"We wait out and then attack," was all Chris said.

"That's it? We just wait and attack? You usually have some sort of plan." Shawn states, with confusion and frustration sounding in his voice like always.

"That is our plan, son." Our father said, placing a hand gently on Shawn's shoulder.

"And besides, we have our weapons, our people... and our Ripper," Chris grins at me. "What more could make this plan better than it already is?"

"How about the fact that this is the strongest pack of werewolves that we are going against? Do you know how many people they are sending? We might not have enough people on our side!" Shawn continues to argue.