[Warning! In this chapter, there will be gore, blood and death!]
"You're fighting with me."
The shifter in front of Dane threw back his head and laughed out loud. The shifter was a couple of inches taller and burly than Dane, hence probably why he has the nerve to scoff at Dane's threats. "You?" he scoffed.
The two of them stood in front of each other, eye to eye. Both of them were not backing down.
The young man behind Dane had gotten up but Amber was no longer there as she had successfully escaped.
Looking quite pissed at the fact that he was easily thrown like that and that his 'prey' had escaped, he immediately shifted into his werewolf counterpart. His cloak and clothes were torn when he began to shift as grey fur began to grow on his body and legs. His eyes became sharp, glittering with fury and anger. His teeth grew into fangs as his hands changed into claws. Although he wasn't as tall as Dane and his teammate, he was slightly faster as he managed to reach Dane's side by mere seconds.
Before Dane could block him, the smaller shifter was able to land a hit on the former's shoulder. But it wasn't enough to push him back. The other shifter immediately followed the attack with a punch towards Dane's jaw.
Though, this time, Dane managed to block the attack with his arm and counter with his own punch towards the shifter's underbelly, causing the shifter to drop on his hind legs.
Dane quickly turned around and lifted his leg to kick the smaller shifter.
The smaller shifter flew a few metres away from the attack but before he could land, Dane had already appeared beside him, throwing a strong punch towards the former's jaw, slamming him on the ground, creating a small crater.
Eyes widened, the smaller shifter was shocked at the fact that Dane managed to become faster.
The slam caused the former to feel winded and before he could get up once again, Dane had already ground his face deeper into the dirt with his paw. Exerting more power into his paw, he crushed the skull of the shifter into bits. The blood splattered all over Dane's paw. The bits had become one together with the soil underneath them.
It looked as if Dane wasn't done with his attack when he suddenly thrust his claws towards where the heart of the shifter was. His claw pierced through and moments later, his claw came out, holding a bleeding and still beating heart. And without any hesitation, he crushed the heart with his claw, ignoring the burst of blood from the heart.
Seeing how Dane had cruelly killed his teammate, the larger shifter became more furious and quickly rushed over and attempted to claw Dane from the back. But then he suddenly felt something had bitten his hind leg. He looked down and saw a weak Luka had his fangs deep in his hind leg. Growling with anger from the pain, he lifted his hind leg and swung it, flinging Luka onto a tree.
The tree cracked under the pressure and once again, Luka fell unconscious, dropping down on the ground.
The larger shifter was about to attack Luka when he felt something had hit from behind, making him fall to the ground again. Hissing from pain, he realized it was a wooden bench when he saw broken debris around him. The bench had shattered into pieces after Dane had thrown it at him.
Before the shifter could recover from the impact, Dane had pounced on him, clawing the former on the back, leaving sharp and deep bloody gashes. One could already see the flesh underneath the fur.
The larger shifter howled in agony as he turned around and attempted to claw Dane back but Dane was faster. After the latter had succeeded clawing the shifter, he blocked the shifter's attack and thrust his claws in the latter's chest. Blood spurted out, painting on Dane's claws more red.
However, before Dane could thrust deeper, the shifter had grabbed hold of Dane's claws and was about to counter with a punch. Dane quickly twisted his claws away from the hold and jumped a few steps back to evade the punch.
On the larger shifter's chest, there was a huge wound as blood continued to spew, flowing out from the wound. The bottom half of his body was already covered in red, dripping onto the ground.
"I will kill you!" he roared as he placed his claws on top of his wound, trying to stop the bleeding. His eyes flashed with murderous intent, emitting a killing aura. Added to the fact that his teammate had died, he became even more furious.
Dane provoked him more by giving a 'Come on!' gesture, using his claws.
Although it seems like Dane had the upperhand in the fight, he was slowly getting tired since he hadn't fully recovered from whatever that ailed him before. He realized this when he suddenly felt sharp pain in his mind.
'Dane?' Erick was panicking in his mind.
Dane staggered, placing his paw on his head as he closed his eyes, trying to shake the pain away.
Seeing that fortunate opportunity, the other shifter swiftly clawed Dane, leaving a huge gash across his chest, drawing a howl from the latter.
The larger shifter had the advantage at the moment as he continued to rain punches on Dane. He was about to bite Dane, wanting to tore his head off when he was kicked from the side. Before the shifter could turn, he was once again punched, making him fly a few metres away.
A shifter suddenly appeared, standing next to Dane as his narrowed eyes locked on the shifter he had attacked.
A young man too has come into sight. He crouched next to Dane's body, looking worried. "Dane?!"
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Few minutes prior to the fight.
Running out of the park, her eyes darted left and right, worried that there might be another attack. Though, her mind at that moment was in a mess that she actually couldn't think straight. Her mind still could not accept that she had seen a shifter in real life.
Although she knew that they used to live in this town, she did not expect to encounter one, still believing that they were extinct. And what made her stumped for words was the fact that, did Erick just turn into a shifter? She did not see the exact moment he shifted but she felt that the shifter who told her to go look for Hamish and Erick was the same. The two of them just instructed her the same thing!
She shook her head furiously, trying to calm herself. She doesn't want to think much. She needed to look for Hamish. Fast!
Just then, she saw someone running towards her.
Her eyes brightened with happiness when she saw that it was Hamish.
Before she could say anything, he had already appeared before her, grabbing her arms, looking panicked. "Where's Erick??" he asked anxiously.
"He's still at the park!" she quickly answered. "You gotta save him, Hamish!" she pleaded.
Hamish nodded as he let go of her arms. "You stay here and get the car! I'll go ahead!" he said hurriedly. He quickly placed the car keys in her hand.
"And Luka…"
"I'll take care of Luka too! Just go and get the car!" he said before rushing off to the direction of the park.
Amber looked back as she watched Hamish running. She then looked around her. She didn't know whether it was a pity that no one was around or whether it was a good thing that no one was around.
She then came to a realization. How could she have been so stupid? She muttered deep in her heart, admonishing herself. She quickly grabbed her phone and dialed for 911. However, before she could press the dial button, her phone was taken away.
Whirling around, she saw a good looking man, with dark hair and blue eyes standing behind her. There was also a beauty mark underneath his eye and he was holding her phone in one hand while smiling down at her. He was carrying a backpack on his back.
"I can't let you do this, little missy," he tut-tutted, shaking his head.
Narrowing her eyes in anger, she tried to grab her phone back but the man easily put it out of reach. Doesn't help when he is much taller than her. "Give. Me. Back. My. Phone!" she gritted out, standing on her tip-toes, trying to reach for her phone.
"Promise me that you won't call 911."
"Why?? My boyfriend and his pet are out there at the park in danger! Who else am I going to call for help??" she shouted in frustration, stomping her foot.
The good looking man gently handed her the phone and patted her on the head. "Don't worry about Erick. I'm going there to save him," he reassured.
Her eyes widened. "You know Erick?" she asked urgently. She then grabbed his arms. "Please! Help him! We were attacked by some shifters!"
The man nodded. "Yeah, I could sense that," he murmured to himself. "But don't you worry, little lady. I'm going over there to help!"
With that, he ran off to the direction of the park.
"Be careful! The shifters…!"
"No worries!"
Amber could only stand there and watched the man run off. 'I wonder who was that…' she thought.
She then turned around and went off to look for Erick's car.
And when she did find it, a sudden realization dawned on her. 'How am I going to drive when I don't even know how to drive?' she wondered with her eyes widened.