Amy loved the woods. She derives pleasure from the aura, creepy but sweet sounds emanating from the middle of nowhere, though she’s mostly found exploring the beauty in the company of friends. But times like this, when she had to wait for cheerleading practices, she would walk the woods alone, she kept humming soft sounds trying to key into the beauty of nature, she had her torchlight on to illuminate the path that lies ahead. She had walked for almost an hour before the moon revealed itself in the dark sky and glisten in full.
“Oh! Thank God,” she muffled and stiffened her back, gathering a new burst of energy inside to further her journey. I wished I could just pitch my tenth over there and witness this beauty nature has to offer every day, she mused within as she increased her pacing. It was just a couple of meters before she finally leaves the wood and takes one last turning down Mc Howard Avenue as her house is just a couple of blocks down the narrow alley, surrounded by a mini fencing.
Hello?! Who’s there?
She asked that same question repeatedly, she was sure she heard a howling sound in the distance and a flicker of a moving shadow. It was so fast for her brain to process.
Is that a wolf sound? No! That can’t be.
All those frustrating moments in the history class came rushing back, she was sure that she had mentioned the wood massacre to be a wolf attack intentionally to piss off Mrs. Jodiver. Now her thoughts were playing mind games with her, she concluded.
She looked ahead and was glad that she was almost out of the woods. She tried humming a song, she figured she could use a distraction to alleviate her unsettled mind, when it finally beginning to seem like the little trick was starting to pay off, the weight of the situation she so much tried eluding came weighing down crushing the one fragment of bravery left and heightening her cowardice to its peak. She had heard dead leaves rustle just behind her and she was sure she heard footsteps this time. She stood transfixed and dazzled with her mouth wide open, words failed her, she peered over her shoulders but saw nothing, but when she turned back, a shadowy manlike figure was standing at a corner of the wood exit.
Could this be the wood psychopath the sheriffs were talking about? She asked herself, wishing she knew already but unfortunately she didn’t. She thought about turning back and running down the pathway in the direction she had come from but she wouldn’t move an inch when she saw the manlike figure step into the open under the revealing light of the full moon. Two pairs of cold red eyes stared at Amy, elongated ears and dark fur covering most part of his body, canine-like teeth and a set of cream colored fangs, the face was a definition of scary, except the part he now looked more villainous, sending a new set of cold chill down Amy’s spine. Amy had never felt so helpless before. Her face lost it coloration, she seems in a pitiable state like an asthmatic patient gasping for breath, and all she could wish is for her nightmare to end abruptly. The entire surrounding was spinning in her head and she fell drifting slowly but swiftly into unconsciousness. But surprisingly her back wouldn’t touch the ground, strong firm hands supported from behind, she managed to look up a little above and a pair of blues stared back at her, the gesture was comforting and reassuring, she was shocked and happy at the same time.
“Tyler!”, what are you doing…
He silenced her with a kiss so passionate that she forgot her present trouble. Step back. Tyler whispered softly to Amy’s hearing.
Tug of War, A Moment of Victory
Tyler embraced the full moon in the dark sky, he growled in intense pain as he transforms, Amy noticed his eyes first, they used to be lightish blue but they were very much deeper now, there were also wrinkles all over his handsome face, the mouth sprout out revealing some set of protruding canine-like teeth, his ears were upright and taut, all his body were covered in groveling dark hairs, a semblance of the fur of a winter wolf.
This is not your fight little wolf. We both know that there is no way you will defeat an Alpha.
Well, you didn’t turn me. You might be an Alpha but you're not mine.
You are right. But you must be stupid enough to think you can face an Alpha and his pack all by yourself.
A pack of twelve werewolves came running down the wood to the spot where they had heard their Alpha’s call, Amy was scared when Tyler transformed but what she felt when she saw the twelve monstrous werewolves was nothing alike. She searched Tyler’s eyes for answers, she had expected to see him leave in cowardice but he didn’t seem to bother, there was smile written all over his face, and that expression staged the seed of boldness in her failing mind.
So much for the self-revered Alpha, it’s a pity that you need your pack to defeat me. I used to think an Alpha is the strongest but now I see things differently. You know what I see?
All I see is a weakling lord it over a pack of fearsome werewolves and preying on defenseless humans.
Don’t make me laugh, Tyler. I’ve heard of the troubles you caused other packs in south California, words got out. Maybe when your delusion wears off, you will come to realize that we are more united than you think.
Maybe, you’ll come to realize what a disgrace you are, a fool that hunts his own kind and protect humans, “you think they will accept you? Or you think she would still love you even when she knows who you are? How long till she goes about spreading news of what she had seen in this woods? Amy saw Tyler cast a thoughtful glance at her, but he doesn’t seem like he was bought over, all she did was stare relentlessly whilst the whole scenario plays out.
You talk too much for someone capable of leading a pack of werewolves, Tyler retorted.
And you think you can lead them better? Don’t make me laugh kid, “I have never heard nor seen an Omega ambitious as you are. If I may ask, how else do you plan on achieving the status of an Alpha? Because am damn sure you don’t have what it takes to kill me.
Maybe, or maybe not, either way, we never get to know unless we fight.
Are you willing to bet your life on a…..maybe? Or you can stop this madness of yours by pledging unwavering loyalty to me, and I might be so gracious to let this slip this time.
What do you say?
No, I say we fight!
Alright, kid, I will fight you. More so, what better way to redeem my smeared reputation by being the one stone that kills two love-birds!
It was as if those last words hit the spot intended, Tyler’s composure evolved into a mix of rage and dexterity, he charged forward without restraint, even though the Alpha was a lot bigger than he is. They were now within arm’s length, so they throw punches at each other. The Alpha seems to be the one with the upper hand, Amy seized breathing for some few seconds as she was totally mesmerized when the Alpha plunged his creamy fangs at the back of Tyler’s neck whilst the other hand slash the face sideways, he then subjected the body to free fall.
It didn’t seem like he was satisfied, so in the speed of a flicker, he threw the body against the lodgepole pine tree, some distance from where Amy was. The whole werewolf pack howled to cheer their Alpha’s triumph. “Amy stared as Tyler’s eyes close drearily,” she knew he was in a very bad position, and all her efforts to get close to him was futile, the atmosphere was now more cold and shrill as the Alpha kept coming close, he stopped suddenly, dead shot and laughed the mutilated Tyler to scorn.
Amy was freaking uneasy, she knew there is nothing stopping the big bad Alpha from pouncing on her, and now she felt like her heart was melting away, “she stared at Tyler,” it didn’t seem likely that he would be back to life any time soon. She closed her eyes, she knew that home wasn’t far, but it was farther than it could be, she wished she had walked the distance on the main road instead of plying the woods at night. This is it! She already imagined that she would die perhaps, knowing she’s so close to accomplishing something. Death has never been so real before.
She snapped when the Alpha continued his mockery, cursing the both furiously.
Oops! Please don’t tell me you’re heartbroken, I didn’t expect you to get your hopes high or did you actually think I will lose against a kid?
I have gone through enough trouble this night already, all thanks to you. So, here is what’s going happen, I will rip your heart out of your chest first so you don’t have to experience the pain when I rip you apart limb to limb. I bet my pack will agree that you are a good catch. Just so you don’t get the wrong impression, the reason for my benevolence is that I was able to strengthen my authority, thanks to you and your incompetent Omega boyfriend – an Omega is always the weak one, but I must confess, it took a lot of balls for your boyfriend to make that stupid decision to take me on.
Enough!
Amy’s voice rumbled all the way to the centre of the wood, she was surprised at her actions because not only did she raise her voice, she grazed the Alpha’s cheek with a mind-blowing slap, she wasn’t sure where the courage had come from, and now she had to also deal with the consequences.
It makes no difference anyway, she said to herself.
The Alpha was angry, so were his pack, they were boisterous but hungry werewolves, their teeth clatter against one another, their saliva was dripping really bad, they move towards Amy from all corners and made her relive her nightmare all over. Amy was scared.
Halt! The Alpha ordered his pack.
He walked briskly towards Amy, grabbing her by the neck and lifting her very high in a fit of rage. The creamy fangs sank in slowly and she began to choke, her eyes were starting to become blurry and her breath fades gradually away.
Alpha-Omega
“Just when she had lost hope, Tyler woke with a start,” he leaped forward, shoving them both aside. She opened her mouth wide to let in a gulp of air, she was breathing real hard and fast. Though her eyes were still much blurry, she could still make out the exact figure of her savior, she smiled wildly as she drifts slowly into unconsciousness.
Our fight is far from over, Tyler bawled furiously, and I will never forgive you for what you did. His facial coloration swiftly turned purple and it awed the pack, even the Alpha took some backward strides. They have never seen such a display of power before, such a magnificent transformation coming from an Omega? Impossible!
The Alpha tackled head-on with total disregard, allowing his pride full control. All his attack were going sideways, he knew he was losing but retreating won’t do him any good, he focused his anger and frustration into his hits but were countered by Tyler who’s transformation didn’t only increase his strength and size, but his speed. Tyler had been on the defense long enough to subject his assailant to enough mockery, he suddenly went full on his reprisal attack, his fangs haven’t been dirty in a long time till now, there was blood dripping from unceasing slashing. After staggering about two steps forward, he suddenly dropped limply on the plain ground.
Tyler stood over the body of the Alpha and raised his brownish claws, but they weren’t entirely brownish as they were tainted with thick red blood, he stole a quick glance at Amy who coincidentally regained consciousness same time, and later at the pack. He bent low to support the Alpha, up enough to sink the claws into his chest, rupturing the heart from the inside and rendering the body lifeless. He cast a second glance, but this time, longer, at the pack of werewolves.
Are there any objections? He asked triumphantly. No one objected, so the whole pack howled in unison as a sign of acceptance, a new Alpha for their pack. The transformation was almost immediate, he staggered off his feet, he experienced bone breaking in all his body part which lasted a couple of minutes, finally he raised his face towards the full moon glistening in the dark sky, and his blue eyes turned into a pair of red – an indication of his Alpha status.
********Soft indistinct music continues playing underneath********
Amy rose gently to her feet, using the lodgepole pine tree as a support, she thrust forward, tap Tyler in the back, he turned in her direction, there were noticeable veins running down from all sides of his head, the slash he received from his assailant barely visible as it heals slowly, his eyes were still fiery red and his teeth clatter momentarily, he tried looking in opposite direction but Amy’s soft hands lay bare on the side, restraining him from doing so.
She smiled wholeheartedly and voiced out “I love the blues better”, Tyler understood and shifted back into his human form, he looks pitiable, almost naked, those pair of eyes were back to being bluish. Let’s get you home. It’s a long night and your parents will be probably worried by now. Tyler dispersed his pack and continued the journey towards home with Amy, hands interlocked.
See you tomorrow at school, Tyler said, releasing his grip momentarily from hers.
Yea! Tomorrow, Amy responded.
He took a U-turn when they got to a point on the narrow alley, where Amy’s house could be viewed visibly.
Thank you all for reading through!
By @aduragbemi
11/08/2018.