《》Chapter 40
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I opened my door gasping sharply when I saw the my brothers standing in the doorway, shoulder to shoulder so their blue, green eyes were next to each other. They even blinked in sync with the other, it was creepy in the worst of ways. I mean they both looked so innocent with their wide eyes.
"Where do you think you're going" Chris on the right asked.
I scowled, "To beat the crap out of something, why you wanna' come along?" I asked.
They looked at each other and smiled flashing fangs, "Sam and his family said to make sure she doesn't leave" Jacob said glancing at me.
My jaw tightened and so did my fists, "But she said we could go with her, so we can still keep her safe" Jacob added looking me up and down.
I placed my hands on my hips, "What exactly are you keeping me safe from?" I asked.
They looked back at me and frowned in unison, "Sorry they didn't tell us" I sighed slipping between them.
"where exactly do you plan to go work out?" Chris asked.
"There is bound to be a boxing bag in here somewhere
They leaned behind me probably to discuss what they would do, their hands were so much bigger now. Their fingers were cold though, not that I minded but it did remind me that they weren't living.
"Alright, the others have gone out for a few hours." Jacob said.
"We can go for a while but then we need to come straight back. Understood, or Sam and Ross may end up hurting you or US" Chris finished.
I nodded my head unsure who to look at as they talked back and forth to me, "Sure"
"Let's go then" Chris released my hand and Jacob bent over quickly scooping me up into his arms.
I clung to him my eyes wide with shock, what had just happened... I glanced over at Jacob, we were now in a dodge room, it had a heavy boxing bag and that's all
I walked over to the heavy bag stretching my hands, as I reached it I clenched my jaw bringing my right fist into it sending it swinging and rocking back and forth. I followed through with a rough Left uppercut which sent the bag slamming against the wall. I stepped back letting out a heavy breath, I needed that.
"Holy crap..." I turned around to look at Chris who stood with a wide eyed shocked look on his face.
"It's nice to know I can surprise a my own brother" I whispered turning back around bringing my foot around slamming it against the black bag that rocked around right into my left fist that came in straight. Pain rippled up my arms with each punch landed, it really had very little give to it.
I stepped around moving in a small circle as the bag rocked and swayed with each painful blow I landed. As I moved around I saw Chris had joined in Jacob gawking as I pummeled the bag.
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A cool hand grabbed my shoulder and I turned to look at Jacob who nodded away from the bag. I let out a slow breath and walked over to Chris who held a sweating water bottle in one hand and a towel in the other. He handed me the towel first and I took it gratefully wiping my face and chest off, Chris took the towel and then the water bottle was forced into my hand.
"Drink" Both demanded, eyeing the bottle in my hand.
I sighed rolling my eyes and taking small sips from the bottle. "You need more water Darcy" Jacob growled.
"If I drink it too fast, my muscles will cramp. Or I'll throw up. Chill, I'll drink it all but not at once" I said putting the cap back on it and handing it back to them.
I moved over to the treadmill feeling their eyes following me. I tried to ignore it the best I could as I set the treadmill on mountain climbing. Speed thirty four. It started slowly then began to speed up and the incline began to rise, I was going to force my body back into shape. My muscles already ached and moaned in protest with each step I took, but giving up now would be admitting defeat and I didn't give up that easily.
"Do you normally train yourself so hard?" Jacob asked moving up on the right of me to lean against the metal railing.
I looked at him and smiled nodding my head feeling a little out of breath. Chris moved up on the left mirroring his brother.
I then hit the boxing bag again with new found strengthe and my hand went right through it and my skin glowed strong gold and i had the vine pattern on my arm again.
A shadow passed over top of me and I dropped to my knee's instinctively my arms wrapping up over my head.
"Aderyn run!" I looked up in time to see something large land on Jacob who screamed at me to run.
I rose to my feet turning towards the stairs and freezing a large brown beast moved up the steps saliva dripping from its yellowed fangs. Its large black claws dug into the carpeting as it stalked across towards me, tearing at the floor leaving gouges. Argon flashed past me tackling it back down the stairs, next to the monster Argon looked so small. They were both about the size of a smart car.
"I'm not leaving" I screamed turning to look at Jacob who struggled underneath one, it snapped at his throat drooling all over his face.
"Stubborn ass" He snarled trying to push it off, baring his own fangs at the creature.
Silver. That meant silver. There wouldn't be anything silver in this place, but the heavy weights could do damage I bet, hell it was the only thing I could think of. I ran past the wolf and Jacob towards the weight shelf, a gargled scream rippled through the air. I skidded to a halt turning to look back at Jacob, the Wolves fangs had sunk into his throat deeply blood gushed up onto the floor.
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"No!" I screamed going to take a step back, but I didn't have anything.
I cursed grabbing a 100 pound weight. I brought the round disk like weight up slamming it against the side of the wolves face. It screeched stumbling backwards into the treadmills crushing a couple as he flailed around on the ground. I then went up in flames flying in the airs shoving my burning hot hands on the wolfs face.
"Jacob!" I turned to look at Chris as he struggled up the stairs.
I blinked and he was gone I caught him in the corner of my eye moving towards Jacob, I felt a shiver run down my spine as I backed up to stand between the wolves and Chris and Jacob.
"No, no, no. Brother stay with me, I can't let you go. You can't leave me alone" Chris whimpered.
"Jacob" I whispered as the second wolf prowled back up the stairs.
My hands tightened making the heat of my body increas and a storm a reputed outside, his yellow eyes fixated on me his lips curling back in a snarl. He slowly rose to his hind legs his body changed slightly until he became something similar to an urban legend Wolf man. He pointed a clawed finger at me and growled his lips curling back over the sharp fangs.
"You are the Ashen angle" His voice was slurred with the awkward mouth he had to use, "Grab her she is Sebastian's" He howled.
I didn't turn fast enough to catch the wolf that side checked me slamming me against one of the weight machines. His claws cut into my tank top tearing only it and scratching my stomach. The larger Wolf-man prowled closer moving on his back legs the thick black nails flexed into the floor. As he came closer he pet his bloodied wolf with a clawed hand gently scratching the top of its head. He looked down at me and snarled.
"Jacob! Chris!" It was Sam ...
The Wolf-Man's hand wrapped around my throat fitting easily enough that he could have crushed me, the smaller wolf moved off of me and like a rag doll I was thrown over against the metal railing. As I hit my vision became spotted and pain rushed through me like hot rain. I screamed because of the shock, if I had control I would have held the cry in. Screaming gave them more pleasure I knew that from class, they enjoyed a struggle more than just submitting.
"Darcy... No"
"Trap the modoriand, I'll take the girl"
"Don't touch them!" I shouted pushing to my feet groggily.
I somehow lifted up the smaller wolf. It bared its fangs at me, mentally sending her slamming into a the wall the smaller wolf. It bared its fangs at me,i thought of the wolfs death by pulling out her heart and then i heard a rip and there was a hole in her chest, she screamed and collapsed to the floor
"I won't let you hurt them. They are my family" I hissed as
and once again I was between the Wolf-man and the brothers. He howled his foot claws tearing into the carpet.
"You will pay for that, Cow"
"Find a new insult mutt" I spat narrowing my eyes at him watching the muscles in his body bunch.
His claws slashed out at me scraping skin but enough to draw blood. I doubled over hugging my stomach, I just had to keep the saliva out of my wounds. There was no way I would be turning furry next full moon.
The clawed fingers wrapped around my throat lifting me up into the air, he threw his head back howling. My vision began to get darker, his free hand shot forward aiming for my stomach. I felt the initial pain of the claws in my stomach, but nothing more.
"Get your dirty claws off of. My. zendore" Sam's voice for once was welcomed.
The clawed hand loosened on my throat and I dropped to the ground collapsing to the side, The Wolf-man fell to the ground making it tremble. Sam lifted me up into his arms holding me close against his chest.
"I'm sorry" I whispered, "I'm sorry Sam"
His hands tightened on me, "Stay conscious" voice wavering.
"Sam! Jacob, he won't wake up! He won't wake up" Chris screamed.
"Pick him up and bring him with you, we'll wake him up when we get to her apartment" He ordered.
"He won't make it" Chis whimpered. And i let out a scream of agony. Not Jacob
I looked over at Jacob lying on the floor blood bubbling up from the gashes in his throat, I pressed my hand over my own stomach where the puncture wounds were already beginning to heal. They had helped me heal before, I had to help them this time!
I placed my hands on my dear brothers gashes, picturing them being healed, and him coming back to like, i pictured the happiest memory i had with him. All the fun we had, i pictured the instant love we all had when we learnt we were related, i felt his heart beat pick up, sinking with mine, his cuts healed slowly, i pushed more energy to him using all my love to him making his stronger until i had no strength of my own left and passed out.
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