Bloodline (Completed)

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I tear out of the woods and tackle Sammy to the ground. He hisses at me and claws at my face, but I dodge his swipe. He hisses again and crawls at me. I cut his face with my claws, and then I lunge for his throat.

He screams and bats me away, and then a net is tossed over me. I scream and scream, as the silver and turquoise stones in the net's material burn my skin.

Everything has a weakness. And for most unholy creatures, turquoise and silver are effective weapons against them. I don't know why, but skinwalkers, werewolves, and vampires cannot handle silver.

Then, an idea hits me.

I allow myself to shift into my human form, making them think me too weakened to fight back. And it works, because they take off the net. Big damn mistake.

I jump at them, willing all my anger and rage and pain into one solid entity in my heart, and then I morph my voice. It's actually not that hard for a skinwalker to morph her voice. It's rather easy, and you don't even feel any pain, it's just a tingling feeling in your throat.

I smile at Annabelle and Sammy, knowing that Annabelle is somewhere over there, not too far from where I am. So I do something really messed up  -  I mimic her daughter's voice.

"Mommy! Leave her alone!"

Annabelle crumbles to her knees and cries. "I'm glad I killed your grandmother, she deserved her fate!"

"You should be ashamed of yourself," I say in her daughter's voice. But then her words sink in. She said she killed my grandmother. No, my grandma died of a heart attack.

"It wasn't a heart attack," she says, reading my mind. "I killed her. And now, I'm going to kill you too."

"Leave her the hell alone!" shouts a familiar voice.

Nick, Gemma, and Harry appear in a swirl of light from the air. Gemma and Harry are witches, and they teleported Nick here. Nick morphs into his vampire beast form and unleashes an ungodly scream. Then he tackles Sammy to the ground and basically mauls him.

Annabelle stumbles back from me and I morph my voice back to normal.

"You ... you killed my grandmother."

"Yes, I did. And I'd do it again," she says.

I growl and punch her across the face.

"Enjoy your broken nose, bitch," I say.

I join a very bloodied and gory Nick, and Gemma and Harry teleport us home.