My black knight Episode 60

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🎴Happen 60
As Produced By Sheriff Squinty
Theme: Cunning Devil, Brilliant Angel
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~~~~~~~~Gabriel’s POV~~~~~~~~~


Antonio sm-irked, his eyes glimmering with malevolence.
Fury rose from de-ep within me, burning throu-gh my veins and causing my last tendril of self-control to snap. I Shifted instantly, my clothes ripping away from my b©dy and fur sprouting from my pores. I leapt at Antonio in the same movement, anger coursing throu-gh me as I realized that Cain was leaving the vampire behind to distract me while Cain ran away with my Mate. Killing Antonio would waste precious time that could help me save Skylar.
It was pathetic, my Wolf thought, that Antonio was willing to give his life to buy Cain a few seconds.
Then again they probably thought I would be losing my strength by now. Antonio was likely not counting on me leaping at him full f0rç£, claws outstretched. The shaggy-haired vampire tried to dodge my snarling jaws, a startled look flashing throu-gh his black eyes, but he was too slow. I was livid, seeing red, and my Wolf was intent on snaring our prey. Antonio did not stand a chance, no matter how old he was.
He may have been one of the strongest vampires, but he was nothing compared to an enraged werewolf with the blood of an Angel and the strength of an Alpha.
It took mere seconds for my fangs to sink into his shoulder, bone crunching beneath my mighty jaws. Antonio might have been strong enough to throw any other werewolf off but he was a flimsy sapling bending to the gales of my fury. My Wolf roared as I tra-pped the vampire below me and began to tear at him, rending him in pieces. Antonio hissed in pain and attem-pted to fight off my attack but my heavy weight pinned him to the ground. I buried my teeth into every expo-sed inch of skin I could find. His hisses turned into desperate squeals as I to-re into him with roaring bloodlvst. When my teeth pierced the jugular he stilled, blood staining the green gras-s. I took this opportunity to be-head him with one strong wrench, my Wolf simmering with satisfaction. Strength and adrenaline burned throu-gh my veins, and tearing Antonio ap@rt had been no challenge in this enhanced state. I dropped the severed head to the ground and took off in the direction Cain had vanished.
Rage was driving me, I was a completely feral animal that would kill anything that tried to st©p me from getting to my Mate. There was no telling what Cain had in sto-re for her. The vampire had to be weakening by now, whereas my paws were thun-dering across the ground and I was catching up. Antonio had bought him a minute but it wouldn’t be enough. I leapt throu-gh the trees, which soon opened up to a fairly steep, gras-sy slope. Skylar’s scent led me down the mountain and I dimly wondered where the Hell the vampire was taking her.
Eli! Status! I mentally barked at the Beta, hoping he was in good enough shape to respond and follow me.
Alpha. Almost every Wolf is accounted for. I detected worry in his tone.
Is Skylar with you? He continued.
Cain has her. I’m following him. s£nd wolves after me. Where is Raziel? I remembered Rebekah had said he was distracting Cain, but the Angel was nowhere to be found.
 
I don’t see him. I’ll s£nd a group to look for him; he can’t be far, Eli replied.
I gr-unted affirmation and picked up the pace. Despite his weakening state, Cain was still moving incredibly fast. I should’ve nearly caught up with him by now.
My train of thought was suddenly de-railed as three dark shadows darted from the shelter of the forest ahead on my left and barreled my way. I snapped my jaws in frustration; Cain was continuing to throw his minions at me, just to buy time. And they were throwing their lives away for the master of their coven.
The vampires ra-pidly approached and I briefly considered ma-king a sharp turn and avoiding them altogether. Unfortunately, if I took a different route I could waste even more time trying to pick up the trail again. I couldn’t lose Skylar’s scent.
It seemed my best alternative was to rip the head off of every vampire that tried to distract me. I met the trio of vampires head on, moving fas-ter than their beady demon-eyes could hope to comprehend. My Wolf howled savagely as we spun left and right, jaws clamping down on every vampire limb within reach as I dodged their counterattacks. I felt claws rake throu-gh my fur, scra-ping throu-gh the skin and drawing blood. I spun and leapt on t©p of the offending vampire, breaking his n£¢k with a single j£rk. Another scrambled onto my back, trying to find purchase to sink her repulsive fangs into my skin but I bucked her off and made short work of her once she tumbled to the ground.
I turned, prepared to finish off the third vampire, but to my surprise he was alre-ady unconscious on the ground. A large, silky brown wolf stood over him, her eyes glinting. It was Rebekah. Even though I knew she was back, my heart still skipped a beat as I took in the appearance of the person I’d thought was gone for over fifteen years.
Shouldn’t you be weakening? I asked incredulously, wasting no time as I took off after Skylar again and my mother fell into step beside me. I took a cursory glance at Rebekah’s form, noticing something glinting around her n£¢k. A pendant of some sort. She must’ve noticed my look for she replied,
Raziel gave it to me. It protects those of holy blood, especially from unholy f0rç£s. Since Cain used a dark Ritual, and that’s what is seeping my energy, this helps keep it at bay.
How long will it last?
Not very long. I’m only half-Angel, so it doesn’t offer me as much protec-tion as it would Raziel. My Wolf side is still feeling the Ritual’s effects.
It occurred to me that Rebekah and Raziel really had formulated a plan that accounted for every possibility…well, save for Skylar’s capture.
A breeze wafted Skylar’s scent in our direction and I took a sharp turn. We were still heading down the mountain, but the trail was steadily strengthening. Cain’s vampires were not buying him enough time.
Are you strong enough to fight? Cain will keep throwing vampires our way. Some p@rt of me realized just how strange it was to be having a mental conversation with my mother, after all of this time.
I don’t care. I’m going to help you kill Cain, no matter the cost. You must go throu-gh with it.
There was a strange un-dercurrent in her voice and I tossed her a sharp glance. She remained focused ahead, ears pricked forward as she sought out any sign of vampires.
Of course I’ll go throu-gh with it. Why wouldn’t I?
My Wolf huffed in indignation at the thought that we wouldn’t tear that disgusting vampire to pieces, especially after he’d la-id his filthy claws on our Mate.
You will, of course, Rebekah replied vaguely, and I felt a stab of frustration that she was avoiding the subject. He has Skylar, right?
 
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The thought of my Mate’s unconscious form s£nt another wave of fury crashing over me and I was quic-kly distracted. Yes, I grit out, voice simmering with anger.
Then we’d better hurry.

We had to contend with two more separate vampire ambushes, both of which cost us precious minutes and allowed Cain to stay ahead of us, before my s-en-sitive hearing caught Cain’s voice on the breeze, just a bit further down the mountain and throu-gh another copse of trees. Seemed he had finally slowed enough for us to catch up. He should be weak enough for me to tear him ap@rt.
I was running at t©p-speed, Rebekah lagging behind slightly, before I made out the tail end of his last command,
“….guard the entrance, all of you. Don’t be afraid to use them…they’ll definitely slow him down. If he even makes it this far.”
Some sort of instinct triggered by Cain’s words fought throu-gh my red haze of anger and made me slow my pace as I entered the trees. I wanted to leap into the fray after Cain, but a warning signal was going off in my head and I trusted this sixth s-en-se. It had never led me astray before.
Hold on, I commanded Rebekah, who slowed down as she caught up to me. Following my instinct, I crouched down until my belly fur brushed against the ground. My more reckless side urged me on, worried that being cautious could cost Skylar her life, but my logical br@in wanted to see what we were up against. The way Cain had phrased his order indicated multi-ple vampires ahead, and his last words made it seem like he had some sort of weapon. I could only as-sume silver was related. Even if I could form a tenuous plan, it was better than rushing in headlong and getting myself killed or held up for too long to help Skylar.
I racked my br@ins, trying to remember Cain mentioning any sort of hiding place within the past few days, but c@m£ up empty. I shouldn’t have been surprised. The vampire always had a back-up plan.
When I reached the edge of the trees my suspicions were confirmed: there were over a half-dozen vampires ahead. They were fairly spaced ap@rt in a gras-sy area devoid of cover. They were definitely not trying to hide. We were practically at the base of the mountain now, so the ground was more level in some sp©ts.
I crouched lower, remaining concealed in the forest’s fringe as I as-sessed the situation.
So Raziel was right the first time, Rebekah said quietly, tone subdued. He’d initially thought Cain had close to fifty vampires, but then after doing some calculations, he lowered that number.
Cain had more than fifty to begin with, I responded almost abs£ntly, scanning the surroundings. What you saw in the clearing was the bulk, but he would never have them all in one place.
I noticed that Rebekah was breathing more heavily than normal, ton-gue lolling out of her mouth as she p@n-ted. I tried to ignore her weakening state as I focused on the bloodsu-ckers ahead. They were walking about in a coordinated fashion, more like patrolling than anything. But what exactly where they guarding? The patterns, the way they moved, should give away what they were protecting…where Cain was. I narrowed my eyes and strained to see in the darkness, past the shadowy vampire figures into the mountain beyond, which was slightly steeper than the area in which Rebekah and I were hiding.
Behind the vampires was a rocky formation, a jumble of smaller rocks and large boulders that initially looked unas-suming, but I grew suspicious upon closer inspection. There was one p@rticularly large rock lying across the others at an odd angle, standing mostly upright almost as if it were…
 
 
 
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Blocking an entrance.
There must be some sort of cave or cavern in the side of the mountain, whether natural or created for Cain’s purposes, I wasn’t sure, though I suspected Cain dug it specifically for this. He’d had a long time to plan, after all.
I had to get inside. It made s-en-se, that Cain would lur-k in the mountain’s murky depths throu-gh the night and these vampires would guard him while he was in his incapacitated state.
I quic-kly sh0t out a mental image of the location to Eli and everyone else in the pack, urging them to get here as quic-kly as possible.
Are you going now? You heard what Cain said, I think they have weapons… Rebekah began hesitantly.
I’m circling around the back. When the others arrive they can attack from the front. Stay here and attack from the side. If you feel up to it, I wanted to add, but didn’t want to get into it. Rebekah was perfectly capable of gauging her own weakness and I could only worry about Skylar right now. My Wolf refused to fixate on anything else.
I was alre-ady moving as I spoke, crouching low as I began to move parallel to the edge of the trees. Vampires could not see, hear, or smell as well as us, and I would try not to alert them to my pres£nce until it was too late. I could surprise them from the back until my pack could close in. If Eli had s£nt others after me like I’d asked, they could not be too far away.
Gabriel, Rebekah called after me, forcing me to hesitate. I glanced over my shoulder, knowing the impatience must have been evident in my Wolf’s expression.
I want you to know that I’m sorry. For leaving you, for what happened to David….everything.
She spoke with a tone of f0rç£d calm, but I detected hesitancy un-derneath.
So Raziel had told her what had happened to my father, then. Rebekah would’ve been in a coma when it occurred. I wasn’t sure how to feel about my mother’s knowledge of the situation, or her apology in general. I wasn’t good with the whole heart-to-heart thing and I still bore some res£ntment built up over the years. Unsure how to approach the t©pic, and itching to chase after Skylar, I fli-cked my ears in acknowledgment before continuing to creep towards the vampires. This conversation with Rebekah could happen later.
Hurry up, my Wolf snarled in frustration. She’s in there. That filthy vampire could be drinking from her now.
My stomach plummeted as the thought that I’d been trying to avoid was attacked dead-on by my Wolf. I wasn’t completely in the dark; I knew that Cain didn’t want Skylar just to bait me. Her blood could possibly be his perfect elixir. The thought of his fangs sinking into her pale flesh almost drove me into a frenzy, and I dug my claws into the ground to prevent my Wolf from forcing me down into the midst of the vampires.
You are wasting precious time, my Wolf seethed.
If they have silver weapons, they can take us out. We have to use the element of surprise.
They won’t st©p me from getting to her, I don’t care how many silver bullets they have, he snapped, but thankfully st©pped pressing.
My heart thudded relentlessly in my che-st as I tried to maneuver myself so I was downwind of the vampires, creeping throu-gh the un-dergrowth at a painfully slow pace lest I risk being heard. The seconds were ticking by and it took an incredible amount of strength not to leap in front of the patrolling vampires. Normally I didn’t have such a s-en-se of self-preservation, but I knew I was the only one that could save her. I couldn’t risk being pierced by a silver bullet. The vampires would have plenty of room to shoot me if I emerged from cover; they were out in the open.
 
And if Cain drank from Skylar and regained his strength, he would be able to escape before the effects of silver left my system.
It was one of the ha-rd est things I’d ever had to do, when almost every fiber of my being wanted to plunge into the vampires’ midst without worrying about whatever weapons they held.
What felt like an eternity later, I was in position. I was almost even with the rocky formation, near the opposite side of the large clearing from where Rebekah was hiding. My heartbeat had sped up further, and I felt a strange s-en-se of paranoia that the vampires could hear it. The creatures were being oddly quiet, not bothering to exchange words as they held position, glancing around for any sign of movement. Thankfully their eyesight was not good enough to sp©t me at this distance.
Then I felt it: a sudden, piercing pain in the side of my n£¢k. I inhaled sharply as a bur-st of agony sh0t throu-gh me, but it was an echo, not my pain, but hers. Cain had bitten my Mate. It radiated from the point of entry to every end of me. And in that moment, I lost all remaining vestiges of self-control.
He fv¢king t©uçhed her. He’s drinking from her!
My Wolf roared, and if I wasn’t alre-ady in the same mindset as he was, he would’ve taken over my mind entirely.
We took off, b!owing our cover completely. I didn’t care. I had precious minutes to st©p Cain from feeding on her. Hell, I didn’t even know what exactly it would do to her. I’d never heard of a werewolf dying of blood loss but I couldn’t risk it. If Skylar died, I would go back to the way I was before. Maybe worse. I would return to that feral, savage, love-less creature.
But the worst thing of all would be that Skylar would never open those blue eyes of hers, never see the light of day again.
With a savage howl, I dashed towards the vampires, who spun towards the sound. The heavy noise from my paws beating the ground resounded in the odd stillness. I leapt, high in the air, br@cing myself for the impact of a silver bullet in my side. I was far enough away that if even one of the vampires was a good sh0t, they could hit me at this speed. They were spre-ad out, and it would only take an instant for one of them to get a good angle on me. I didn’t care. I was prepared for the worst…
…but apparently, luck was on my side tonight.
I heard an outbreak of furious growls from the opposite side of the gras-sy area and wolves began to bur-st from the trees. I saw Eli, Will, Skylar’s parents, and a couple others. I only glanced at them for half a second, enough to realize that several of the vampires had spun to face the oncoming werewolves, leaving me with only a couple to face. I snarled heatedly as I heard the crack of a gunsh0t and something glinting whizzed by my b©dy, just skimming my fur. That was too close; I had to focus.
I collided with the nearest vampire just as another gunsh0t resounded and the bullet flew over my head. My as-sumption had been correct that when the vampires were caught off guard, the element of surprise would prevent them from remaining calm and focusing on the target. Cain had clearly not prepared them for the appearance of so many werewolves at once.
I saw shock fli-cker throu-gh the depths of the bloodsu-cker’s eyes as I took him to the ground, claws digging into his paper-thin flesh. I ba-red my teeth ferociously as I heard other gunsh0ts nearby, these focused on the other werewolves joining the fray.
“You…but you’re….” He began, kicking and struggling weakly, but my sheer f0rç£ pinned him down and my teeth quic-kly connected with his throat. The s£ntence trailed off with a gurgle.
I didn’t have time to break his n£¢k, because instinct urged me to leap off his prone form. I followed the gut feeling, a bullet shooting throu-gh the area I had just vacated. My eyes fixated on the vampire holding the gun, her face twisted in a furious grimace of hatred. She prepared to shoot again but I twisted to the side and then leapt, too fast even for her enhanced speed. The vampire sh0t at me again, and then again, but her panicked movements prevented accuracy and an instant later I had her arm in my teeth, shaking it rigorously. The bones snapped beneath my jaws and she dropped the gun with a howl of pain. Her free hand clawed at me, drawing blood and yanking out tufts of fur, but I held on firmly to the arm clasped in my jaws. With a j£rk I used my leverage to toss her away like a rag doll, directly at the rocky formation that concealed Cain’s pres£nce. She sma-cked into the rocks and then l@ystill.
 
A third vampire spun around, aiming his gun at me, but Will leapt out of nowhere and the two collided heavily.
They began tussling on the ground and the gun was quic-kly r!pp£dfrom the bloodsu-cker’s grasp. He was too busy with Will to focus on me.
These pathetic creatures don’t have our resilience or prowess, my Wolf sneered. They don’t deserve to even grovel at our feet.
Seeing a clear path to the entrance, I sh0t out a message to the others telling them to finish the vampires off and then make sure none of the bloodsu-ckers followed me into the cavern. I took off at t©p speed towards the rocky formation a short distance away. In Wolf form, it would be more difficult to move the rock since I couldn’t just use my hands, but I nee-ded to stay this way for the enhanced strength and s-en-ses.
The vampire still l@ycrumpled next to me, at the base of the rocks, as I pressed my large shoulder against the biggest boulder and
shoved as ha-rd as I could. With a satisfying rumble, it ru-bbe-d against the others with a grinding noise before t©ppling over. I quic-kly sidestepped to avoid getting my paws crushed.
Behind the boulder was a narrow tunnel entrance, just as suspected. Tendrils of plant roots hung down throu-gh the soil roof of the tunnel, and I saw multi-legged critters scurrying away from my pres£nce. The tunnel was small, only enough room for one vampire, but winding. This close, it was nearly pitch-black, but I saw some sort of dim light around the corner and figured it opened up to a larger cavern.
Cain must have worked on this for months…or even years, once he’d found the site where he wanted to hold the Ritual.
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