Young Writers Society

Chapter 2

A single group of wolves ran silently behind one of the clusters of men, jumping onto their backs, twisting in midair and using the entire force of their momentum to use the suits as spring boards. The power in each wolf enough to know down each fully suited man, allowing them time to escape without even being seen. Of course my wolves had rearranged themselves accordingly, as there were four wolves per group now, to match the number of the people in these squads.

“Ma’am, we ask that you allow the child to leave and you will be treated with no ill will.” The group to my left shifted as they spoke. The man who had spoken was the one who stood at the front, no surprise there. I gave a wicked grin, one hidden behind my mask. The other two wolves gave a small smile, not entirely knowing what their leader was up to, as these ones had been left out. Simply for the reason of doubt. I needed doubt there to convince others, nothing fools people better than genuine emotion. Grabbing Todd by the back of his shirt. I whisper into his ear.

“Time for you to shine, boy.” Being as gentle as I could without making it look weak, I could feel the protest of his muscles as he moved his arm. Even for a boy as young as he was, he trained with us to a certain extent, no one got out of training unless you were dead or dying. “What guarantee do I have of this, if I give over the only thing keeping you from attacking me?” I spoke loudly. Taking my time to look at every single one of the dark helmets that watched me. Every one of those helmets were turned in my direction, except the ones who had just been knocked over of course, they were looking around, confused and fretting.

They were silent, and that silence told stories. More than anything they could have said. They were here to capture us and place us in jail, or kill us should we resist. Of course, true to the situation, one by one, they pulled out semi-automatic machine guns, enlarged for the simple sake of matching the large suit. My lip twitches and rose, revealing only the very bottom of her teeth, too bad they couldn’t see it the cruel smile with the mask in the way. With only a low growl, all the men in suits went down.

Thirty four wolves rushed into the warehouse, not even a fifth of the amount waiting outside. No need to show our true size or strength against unknown adversaries, two wolves per suit seemed to work for those precious moments. Soon even I was joining, showing in quick bursts, the weak spots and area they could hit without fear of injury. Of course this only lasted about ten minutes, but the suited men were backed towards the middle of the warehouse - circled around Todd who had sat down on the floor.

The circle they had formed around Todd proved to be crude but it did not matter to them as they began firing. A harsh spark went through my body as a wolf somewhere to my left grunted and fell to the ground - he was injured but would live. While I knew his life was not in danger, anger began to lap at the edge of my mind and I called in another twenty of my wolves. The smell of fear was intoxicating as it wafted off the men. The question of what purpose these suited men here had flitted across my mind, it was obvious they were not the hardened soldiers we had watched dispatch gang after gang in the other cities. A message coded in emotion spread like quick fire, caution, it reached every single wolf in seconds, and the whole atmosphere seemed to change.

They began attacking these so called Ellies in groups, no longer alone, hiding behind concrete and other barriers while they shot at us. I could feel how easy it was becoming to take the Ellies out. A kick to the knee to bring them down in preparation for a single sweep of a blade. Severing the spin from the brain, sometimes, the whole head before disappearing. This happened successfully at least six times, that left about ten left, the ten who happened to be the most fearful. Eight more wolves were shot in the time it took to bring down another seven of them, leaving three suited men to form a triangle around Todd.

Why weren’t they running? Why did it seem that these people were just distracting us, I scurried out of the building as quickly as I could and climbed the closest building. On the roof of that building was a group of wolves, I spoke to them quickly, and they were off like shots. Hopefully their scouting didn’t bring anything back, please let it just be that these people were stupid. Twenty minutes later and all her wolves were celebrating and tending to the fifteen wounded, out of all of them, only one was going to die, that alone showed how unskilled these people had been. Only I sat on the roof of the building, watching the gleeful scene play out with grim thoughts.

Only three of the four scouts had come back, one of the three carried between the two others. There was a true wave of Ellies coming, they were in better suits and had better aim - and with that better aim, came deadly accuracy. That left only a few choices, and none of them were likeable. The only information they came back with was that the dead scout had used a vial and tried to attack them, having watched how easily the ones here had gone down down; he had thought that he could take the two coming this way. What that scout had failed to realize, was that those two had four more that they had been on the way to meeting. The moment he changed they had shot him with a simple twitch of their finger.

I didn’t dare let the Ellies know about the warehouse, or try and use Todd again, they would shoot him no doubt, and these people were more than likely the true soulless soldiers we had watched cut down the gangs that had come at them back in the cities. Leaping off the roof I began a slow looping run, grateful for the extra cover of the night that had descended upon the small town. I would need every trick and miracle to pull off what I was planning. For the moment, the only thoughts running through my head were of protecting the only family I had left.