Date: Mon, 12 Sep 2011 23:33:25 -0400
From: Ghost Wolf <ghost_wolf6@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Pack 8

The Pack Chapter 8 - - Accountability

He moved so fast that I had little time to react. Before I realized it his
razor-sharp maw bit down on my left shoulder. I honestly wasn't ready for
the excruciating pain that exploded from his attack. The smell of his
breath was intoxicating, almost like syrup or molten candy. Poison...

Reeling for the shock of his attack I put all my strength into ripping him
from me. I grabbed his arm from around my chest and sent him flying towards
the closest stand of trees. His high-pitched growl pierced the burning
night air like hot metal through flesh.

Grinning with satisfaction I watched him struggle to remove himself from
the large branch impaled through his right side. The hanging gore from the
tree limb made the wolf in me preen at our accomplishment.

My satisfaction was short-lived as he tore himself free. His wound began to
regenerate almost at once as he walked back towards me. His wolfish smile
showed his glass like teeth as he made a sort of giggle and said, "You
could be so much more, but your too new to fight me. In a few hundred years
not even the end of the world would scratch you! Your weak and your kind
must die."

"My kind? Aren't you one of us?" I growled back.

The very edges of his body became fuzzy as he said. "No. I'm much more and
so different..."

My last thoughts as I felt him on me are hard to explain. The pain in that
moment bloomed to heights I could never imagine.  I felt disconnected as he
tore into me. I was dying.

"Cody?" Asked a quiet voice.

My ears rang with a thin high note as I stared into gray mists.

"MATT!" I screamed in terror. There was no answer.

Suddenly I noticed the sound wasn't ringing but a feminine voice singing. I
could feel her words but not understand them. They made my fear fade away
leaving a blanket of calm. It was then I realized I was soaking, but it
wasn't water. It was blood.

A deep resonating thud slowly overcame the singing.  The clouded mist
cleared ever so slowly. All I could see was a black shadowy form standing
over me. His thin form heaving with an effort to breath. His dark fur was
wet and matted with my blood.

"You were so beautiful little one," sighing as he brushed some of me from
his clawed hands, "but you had to die. Now I will play with the
rest. Perhaps your mate first so he may join you." He looked almost sad for
a moment.

An in human sound filled the air. The clouds blew out in all directions for
miles allowing the full moon to light the sky. It's almost burning blood
halo caught my attention for a moment before I focused on my killer.

I realized the very edges of the world began to fade. I tried moving but
found my body unable to respond. A deep panic grew like a chasm inside
me. Am I dead?

The sound was getting louder and louder as the ground began to shake with
an extreme intensity. My dead fixed eyes were screaming to move and see
what could make that freakish sound.

"Oh. It seems I didn't have to find him. Luck smiled on you and I. Your
mate is coming." Looking down at my dead eye he asked, "Why am I even
talking to you dead thing.". And with that he kicked my lifeless young body
away.

Fortune and horrible bad luck would have it that I landed a ways away but
in perfect view to see what I thought was Matt running at the shadowy black
wolf.

Matt's normal beautiful wolf form had changed to a tank! Well not really a
tank but his entire structure look thick and massive like a bull-dog. His
wolf features still remained but were more intense. If a dead body could
cry I would be screaming in a river a tears.

*Please run Matt!* I begged from my corpse.

*Why?* Answered a wispy voice.

*Because I love him!* I responded without thinking or caring who the other
voice was.

The shadow wolf was toying with Matt. As they exchanged blows I wanted more
than anything to move and help.

There are no words to ever explain the depth of my agony at that moment. My
short fourteen years with a month as a mated wolf were a drop in the
endless ocean of time; but I would burn the world and devour the universe
to keep my love from dying. How could I explain that to this voice.

 *Finally.* It said in a slight exhausted tone. *You are the one I want.*

*Who are you?* I asked desperately.

*It doesn't matter. For now I am friendly, sort of at least. Also it just
so happens that I can bring life to your dead flesh.* To prove its point I
blinked.

The wolf's dire need for freedom took hold as I took my first breath. It
felt as though I had just jumped into a frozen lake at full winter. My body
burned like liquid hate but quickly smothered by a cold rage. The sheer
pain of my ruined self almost made me black out, but I couldn't. The one
who; was my heartbeat, my very breath, and the only thing that would keep
me from death needed me.

*Let me help.*

Liquid light oozed from the wounds across my body as I felt the pain
fade. The light turned to a thick grayish white smoke enveloping. I felt
fur sprout all over my body and the air-filled with a lingering scent of
water and dirt.

It gave a silent command.

I was up in an instant and bolting towards the black shadow clawing at
Matt's back. Like a bullet I hit my opponent ripping him off what was
mine. The world moved in slow motion for me.

My claws tore at the demon wolf with such fury he didn't have time to cry
out as I set about dismembered him. His black blood splattering my white
fur and smelled faintly of liquorice. Bones and fur mingled with flesh that
went in all directions.

Without warning I was standing over Matt's bleeding form, scooping him from
the ground. He shifted to a small bloodied child. I will never forget the
peace I saw in his green eyes as they met mine.

"C... Cody?" Was all he could make out before he drifted off into a deep
sleep. His body was shutting down to heal.

"Matt!" Yelled Justin as he came running towards us.

Losing my grip on this new white wolf form I made a sort of half sit half
collapse to the ground. Still holding my heart as Justin put his arms
around me so I wouldn't fall back and drop Matt.

"He's alright Justin." I whispered.

The others made their way close. Thankfully no one was missing but everyone
looked dirty and a little worse for wear. Luis hung on Kida's neck with
tears streaming from his beautiful eyes. The house was gone along with
everything any of us owned. The blackened frame, like a skeleton, stood
motionless in the moon's light. The night shared our sadness in its own
quiet way.

"I never thought they would still be alive." Graywalker said half
whispering to himself. His sad face met mine with a questioning glance, but
changed to sorrow in an instant.

"Well now that the runts play time is over and we have no house. Where are
we going to sleep?" said Luke accusingly. To my surprise Nikki elbowed him.

"A motel or something, please!" Responded Nikki. "I need a shower and a
real bed to sleep in."

"I'll go get the truck." Shane mumbled as he sauntered off to the
truck. Luis jumped out of Kiba's arms and flew after Shane.

Justin reached for Matt and I gave a deep growl without thinking. I felt my
face ashen suddenly and gave a weak apology letting him be taken out of my
arms. Gray helped me up as we all headed for the truck.

Falling a little behind I could tell he wanted to talk privately for a
moment. Well as private as you can get when everyone can hear a pin drop on
the moon. Not really but you get my point.

"I felt your life go and the connection to your pack snap. You were dead."
It was simple and direct.

"I don't know what to tell you..." I didn't know how to respond.  I did
die, but I didn't. How do you explain that to someone.

Waving his hand to stop me he said, "You don't need to say anything now but
some day I would like to talk in private. You are special Cody. I don't
know how but you are."

"I will." Was all I could say.

The cheap shit hole of a motel had four rooms empty. We took them all and
split up. Matt and I were given a room as well as the other two mated
pairs. Gray, Shane, and Luis took up the fourth.

Justin helped me get Matt into the bed and checked on his wounds. For the
most part his flesh was healing fast but he still hadn't woken up.

"Lay next to him. Your scent should draw him out." He turned to leave but
stopped at the door. Still facing the door he said, "I'm glad you're
alive. Without you Matt would have kill himself. I would have lost my
brother over you. It scares me that you would have so much power over his
life. It truly scares me."

He turned a little and I saw his blood-shot teary eyes. "Don't you dare let
that happen."

With that he left the room with a small click of the latch.

I crawled under the blankets and tried to ignore the stench of the people
before us. At least it didn't it didn't smell like sex. Matt's scent filled
my nose as I got closer. Finding a sense of balance and a pinch of
happiness I began to hum.

The tune for the female voice in the white void touched my lips. It seemed
sad, like a dirge, but in a way it was perfect for this moment.

I'm not sure how long I laid there and sang quietly to my love. Sweet love
I sang to him.

"Cody?" He whispered still partly sleeping.

"I'm here."

"You're alive..."

After a long moment I felt him shift and snuggle closer to me. Taking a
deep breath of his fur I passed into sleep.



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"He is dead my Lady" Said the darkness .

"Of course he would be." Responded a little girl. She stopped jumping rope
and stared at the deep black shadow at her feet.

"Shall I pick up where he left off?" It asked hungrily.

"No." Whispered the girl. "Let's see what they do next."

She began to jump rope again down a deserted road. Humming a sweet and
almost sickening tune to herself. Nothing resembling civilization stood in
site. She was alone.

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