alpine Ω alpha (Werewolf Aizawa)

Falling Down (2)

"You should be," he growls with canines extending. "I have been trying to catch you for 18 months now and here you are in the middle of nowhere..."

(Y/n) eyes go wide as you lick your chapped lips. You shift sideways as if that will put enough distance between you and the grumpy Alpha that thinks he has a claim to you. As (Y/n) circles him just out of reach, he begins to shift to a wolf human hybrid.

"Fuck...you're a Werewolf? No... no...no! Aizawa we can discuss this, right?" hoping you can reason with him. Then your eyes catch movement behind him. A large grey blur charges Werewolf Aizawa.

No, not good!

This is a horror movie train wreck of epic proportions and you, poor little female Omega are in the middle of two, rutting Alpha Werewolves. Slick and heat, not in heat and no slick -it doesn't matter, it's time to get the 'fuck' out of there! If the Alpha is as scary as Vlad Ţepeş then you want the hell to be in another country, before he figures it out you, split out of 'Dodge City'.

Flee now!

You start to spin, when the only thing you can do is put your arms up, to shield your body as two Werewolves barrel into you. They send your body careening off the switchback road and down the steep ridge. You tuck into a ball as you roll uncontrollably down the steep hill. At this point you have managed not to chirp for an Alpha, with all the stress of the day. You are especially not wanting to attract the wrong kind but now it's over being a brave little Omega.

(Y/n) chirps frantically, as your back hits a rock, so now you produce a scream of pain. The chirps and distress calls distract Aizawa so much that his opponent Werewolf gets him in a hold. The gray Wolf bites down on his shoulder on the right side, being his dominant side. Shouta's clawed left hand reaches up, then martial flips the opponent Werewolf onto the ground. Even though his shoulder is torn open, Aizawa manages to wrestle and keep the other on the ground. With a slashing motion, the once pro hero cuts the spine of the gray Wolf then grasps the broken end to pull the spine out.

Blood is everywhere now.

The other Werewolf dies from his whole spine and skull being ripped out of his body. Aizawa howls loudly into the air to tell of his victory. His left, partially black furred arm, flings the skull and backbone over the embankment. Shouta's torn right shoulder is healing fairly quickly, as his sensitive ears detect a scream that rips a shiver across his Alpha skin. An Omega in abject terror when they can no longer chirp for an Alpha.

His little Omega to be.

Aizawa returns to his six foot human form and does a running jump over the embankment. He slides down the steep hill barefoot, as he can't keep his footing to run. Fortunately his excellent balance makes going down the hill easy enough. The shoulder wound is not healed completely, but as a eight foot tall black Werewolf isn't going to calm you down, what so ever.

(Y/n) uncurls her bruised limbs as you kick the wolf-like skull and spine away from you body. Your head aches and it bobs like wibble wobbles, from the fast trip, down the mountain. You don't think any bones are broken until you figure out why your head aches. Sadly your nose is broken. The blood is beginning to soak your shirt and running down your throat.

Your stomach flips to nausea.

The day started so well and now you are down a gully, battered with a broken nose and concussion, to the night air coming in cold. You know without a doubt you will die and furthermore your body will never be found, once animals prey upon your corpse. You can only gasp while sputtering with dry tears as your head throbs, lying on your side,but with a twist to your shoulders, so your eyes cast to the sky above. The wind blows tiny white flakes that drift in the air.