Chapter Eleven

‘I want to see you change, both of you,’ Perry said, placing finger tips to finger tips, much like Mr. Burns off the Simpson’s. Luce snorted back laughter and Kirsty kicked her under the table they sat at. She gave her a sharp look and Luce swallowed her laugher. Kirsty had no idea what they had been doing to Luce while she’d been gone, but she was pretty sure they hadn’t been sticking blood great knifes into her skin, and if they had the marks weren’t visible. The long gash on Kirsty’s shoulder was still red raw and still weeping blood and such things. Every time she moved her head or stretched her arm it pulled and caused a great deal of pain.
Licking her lips she locked her gaze onto Perry,
‘Why?’
‘Because I want to see what happens,’ it was a good enough reason and it was also a good way to see if she could communicate with the rest of her pack. And if she was with Luce, someone who could do the whole mental mapping thing as well, they might just get hold of someone, anyone.
They where led to a large enclosure that you would most probably see cattle kept in before they where taken to slaughter. Kirsty shifted uneasily from foot to foot, Luce at her back, just as uneasy. They both disliked the fact that behind all the walls there where one ay glass, stood official generals or what ever from nearly every country Perry could possibly think of. Underfoot was grass that was partially dead and a fair bit of sand. Opposite them was another metal door that was no more then 2 meters thick. They could take it down, just like any of the glass that surrounded them. Kirsty stepped forward, with Luce and tugged her shirt off. If they wanted to see they could see. Above them a rather large silvery moon hung, watching them. These people are stupid, she thought, thinking we go by Luna calendar, she sighed and licked her lips, slipping out of her black trousers and folding them neatly out of habit. Beside her Luce did the same, though she didn’t fold her clothes, just stuck them in a pile. She had the habit of losing her clothes in the forest of Stone haven. Many a time Kirsty had come back to the house after a run wearing one of Luce’s shirts or jeans. She smiled at the though of home and wondered if she’d see it again and what it would be like when she got back. She had no idea what damage had been done to it. She had no idea who was alive. She knew though, that when she got back, that Nathaniel would be the first to die.
‘Now change,’ came the extremely metallic but still demanding voice of Perry over the three speakers that where in the enclosure. She knew hat she was going to do when she changed. Rip those damn things off the walls. Crouching down, Kirsty closed her eyes and felt Luce do the same at her back. Their backs pressed together slightly and Kirsty gripped the sandy ground. Running the grit though her fingers as she concentrated. Minutes passed and as Perry’s demanding voice crackled through the speakers again she went over the edge, her rage tipping her change. Pulling her knees to her chest, Kristy felt her muscles relax and contract all at the same time. Pins and needles burst over her skin as her grey and blond fur exploded out of her flesh, running down her back like a flow of water over rocks. Her bones cracked and reshaped themselves, Kirsty collapsed onto her side, her body spasmed as she changed, her head reshaping to form ears, a muzzle and a full set of lethal fangs. Seconds later she was a fully grown adult werewolf, shaking her fur as she stood. Beside her, in the exact same place she’d been before, stood a werewolf Luce, shaking herself as well. Kirsty looked over her shoulder and grunted a little, the voice of Perry now a foreign language as she was in her new, more defiant form. Everything was in blacks and grey, sharper then before. She could just make out the forms of people behind the glass windows. She turned, swinging her tail a little, and then launched into a run, scaling the wall just enough to rip a speaker off. It dropped to the ground and Kirsty followed, ripping it into pieces with her teeth. Luce did the same to her left. Gripping half of the speaker with her teeth, Kirsty tore it to the left then let it go as she swung her head right. She watched it as it flew through the air and connected with one of the one way planes of glass. The glass shattered to reveal Perry and Wayne looking scared and shocked all in one. The metal door to the left hissed as it opened and Kirsty tore forward, Luce following her as they both had the same idea. Guards spilled in and they jumped, paws hitting the floor hard to send them soaring through the air. Kirsty span at the last second, giving her an upper hand as she bound through a plane of glass that wasn’t smashed, until she crashed through it. She landed easily, scanned the faces around her, found none of them to be familiar, then began to trot to where Wayne and Perry stood yelling instructions down walkie talkies. She stopped, pulled her ears flat to her head, lips pealed to show off her shapr white fangs, she snarled and Wayne screamed like a girl, he turned and began pressing wrong numbers in his panic into the keypad next to the exit. Perry backed up til he hit the wall and Kirsty advanced. Her shoulder didn’t hurt as much as it had done when she had first changed, but she didn’t care about her pain. Wayne would know it soon. Lunging forward, she locked her teeth around his ankle and ripped at the soft flesh there. He screamed and buckled to the floor, Kirsty gripping hold of his shoulder and ripping it just where he had shoved the blade into her shoulder. He whimpered and she let go, pushing herself through the shattered glass window to watch Luce. She hit two guards and took them down easily. Moving onto the next two, Kirsty gripped ones thigh and ripped out a chunk, skidding thought the next legs as Luce tore them down with leather blows from her paws and teeth.
They then found themselves in another white, long corridor. A door opened to their left and Leon was led out. He saw the two female werewolf’s charging towards him and his guard and threw his head back, crashing the back of his head against the guards visor, it cracked and the glass smashed into his face, his nose broke and Leon snap around, breaking free of his grasp as Luce launched herself onto the side of the guard, ripping out his throat. Kirsty barked at Leon, who tugged his hands free from the plastic bindings around his wrists. He said something and took off in another direction. Kirsty skidded to a haul and regained her balance on the tiled white floor, following him and Luce as they went down another corridor. He typed in a few digits into a metal key pad on the side of one door and it opened, to lead them back into their old cell block.
Leon yelled something to them all, brushing a hand through his hair. Ludi was the first to stand, slamming her fists against the glass wall, she shouted something and pointed to the cell that had been Butlers. Butler wasn’t there no more, instead there was a rather small male with wiry brown hair, hands covering his head as if the roof was about to fall on his head. Leon yelled something at him and he snapped his eyes to him, they where an amazingly bright green. Kirsty felt it then, the heat of magic. She’d felt it once ago, by some other magic user, but this power was hot, like something that was being suppressed, like heat in a oven, so over powering. She barked and backed out into the corridor, her blue and yellow eyes darting around the white. She rested her head on her paws and concentrated hard, trying t pick up any pack members, licking her muzzle a little she felt the dominant power of Trey fill her mind. He’s here.

There where now sirens and bright red lights going off on every corridor as they ran down them. Kirsty and Luce had their noses to the ground, trying to pick up Trey’s scent, if he was in the compound they would find them. Minutes ago Leon had smashed all of the controls by each glass wall in their cell block to get Ludi and the new fellow out and into the white corridors. Luce and herself hadn’t changed back, simply barked at them as four guards began to charge forward. Leon and launched himself onto one of them along with Ludi taking down one. The new guy had thrusted his hands forward and blowing one guards helmet off, and another right down the hall. The guy smelt human, but had the air of wolf and magic about him. He must have been the witch werewolf Leon had mentioned before.
Now they where heading down another too white corridor, on the weak scent of Trey that Luce had picked up seconds before. The red flashing lights and the continuous siren was beginning to get annoying, why she hadn’t noticed the bloody great red things on the ceiling before, Kirsty wondered why. As they turned another corridor they heard the crunch of bone and saw Trey snap a guards neck and drop him to the floor. He was surround by the dead or wounded black bodies o many guards. His shirt was ripped down the side and front, a stain of red on each slash, his jeans ripped slightly. He turned and a grin broke onto his face. He said something to Ludi who replied and Kirsty leapt past him, running for the open door that gave off the complete and welcome smell of fresh air.

It was too far to drive back to stone haven that evening instead they would head to the nearest town and sleep. Trey hot wired a compound van while Ludi, Leon and the still nameless new guy held off the still pursing guards. They piled in and Ludi, being the closest to the wheel, thumped her feet onto the gas and shoved the truck into gear, speeding backwards and crashing through a closed gate, she grinned at the destruction, skidding into a 180 degrees turn to face the right way then thundered on. While she had her fun spinning the human passengers around in the front cab, Kirsty and Luce dug their claws into the floor of the open back truck, Trey getting a tight grip on side, his knuckles going white as he did.
Ludi pushed the truck to its full speed and they began the journey through the desert, Kirsty and Luce settled down in the back, finally able to lay down. But what they didn’t expect was Trey bailing out 15 minutes after they’d left the compound. He rolled across the dirt and sand then disappeared behind a fairly large pile of boulders. Kirsty watched with frowning eyes, then settled back down as the purring of Luce’s bike came through the air and Trey sent dust into the air as he came from behind the rocks, black helmet in place along with leather jacket.
She could see several compound vans trailing after them but not many. No helicopters, no motorcycles, just three black vans. Probably about 15 guards between them. Nothing to hard to get rid of. Ludi swerved and Kirsty and Luce skidded across the metal truck, their claws scraping across the metal as she turned to avoid a rabbit or something. Strange, Kirsty thought, her pack sister would eat a rabbit if she was wolf, but avoid it if she was driving.