"What do you mean by you may have scratched him? Was it an accident? Were you trying to restrain yourself from killing him?"

"No. I carved a little heart shaped scar on his shoulder with my fingernail."
Jamie's eyes widened, and he looked like he was about to explode. Before he could chastise me, and call me an idiot, I put my hand over his mouth.

"You may think that's bad, but look at us. Look around us. Don't you remember yesterday, and the day before? Technically, what I did was a good thing. If that hadn't happened, he would have become some insane half beast like those two that you created. Now tell me, which is the better outcome?"

I saw the guilt in his face, I knew I had won the argument before it had even started. "Well, from your point of view, I guess this," he motioned towards the giant man wolves fighting, "is the better outcome. Thanks for that."
"You're welcome." I sneered back. I didn't like his attitude or his sarcasm.

"If we had known that sooner, we could have found him a long time ago." said Jamie.
"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I'll tell you in a minute, right now you need to help Allen."
Donovan was gloating and showing off, jumping on Allen's arms, and legs trying to break them.
"What am I supposed to do?"
"What do you think?!" Jamie screamed. "You told him not to hit Donovan, or, more specifically, all you said was don't, so the only thing a beta wolf in his position can do is nothing. Don't do anything, that's what he's mind is thinking."

"What makes him a beta?" I asked right as Donovan picked up a car and was about to bring it down on Allen.
"SHUT UP AND DO SOMETHING!"

"ALLEN!!" I screamed. "FIGHT!!"
When Donovan swung the car downwards, Allen jerked into action. He pulled his knees in close to his chest and kicked up right when the car came in his range. It smacked Donovan in the face, making him stumbled back a few steps. Allen made haste and got up before the car crashed to the grown, with superhuman speed.

The car was sideways, the bottom facing Allen and the top facing Donovan. Allen punched it repeatedly, forcing it into Donovan's face and knocking him over once more. Don started to fall, and the car was going right along with him.

All of it's glass shattered one they hit the ground, but Allen ruined the car completely because he jumped on it while Donovan was under it. The car was almost completely flattened were Allen had jumped, it wasn't even recognizable.

"See? There. Allen wins." Jamie clapped his hands in approval. Allen didn't seem to think so. He kept his gaze locked on the car, slowly backing backwards. If we hadn't moved out of the way we would've been stomped on for sure.

I thought it was over too, and then I felt a hot feeling in my head and chest. It was like something was pressing on my head and chest, trying to squish me. I raised my hand, but that just made it even worse. Spots appeared in my eyes, and for some reason, I couldn't hold my own anymore. I swayed and almost fainted, but luckily Jamie caught me.

"He's really pissed, isn't he?" He said, eyes narrowed, watching the car like Allen. I wanted to ask what he meant, but I didn't think I could muster the strength to do so. Jamie say me down in the grass, and everything. Went haywire.

I instantly got angry, for absolutely no reason. I was growling and fur started to appear on my arms. I grabbed Jaime by the throat and strangled him while my claws kept growing until they pierced his neck.

My skin was boiling and starting to bubble. I couldn't stop myself from choking Jamie, and I felt the blood from his neck cover my hands.
He looked surprised, but didn't try to fight back, and just allowing me to choke him.

"Do something!!"  I mentally shouted.
"Wait." he replied back, calmly. "Look back at the car." That may have been easier for him, even though he was the one being choked. I could barely move, and when I did it either increased the headache or burned my skin more.

I managed it, And after the blinding pain subsided, I got a blurry view of Donovan sticking his fist through the center of the car. He did the same with his other arm, and ripped the car in half. Allen and I both thought he was going to throw them out of his way and charge at Allen, because Allen stood his ground and stooped low, expecting to flip Donovan off his feet.

But Donovan flung the part of the car in his right hand towards Allen's face. I heard a loud crunch when it made impact, so it probably broke Allen's snout, or even his jaw.

Donovan aimed the other at Allen's left knee.
After being hit the first time, Allen through that part of the car behind him and shielded his face, but didn't touch it. It must have been too painful. The second shot to the knee was the end of it though. Allen kneeled but tried not to injure it further, and Donovan fully extended his clothes. I thought he'd raise his fists and pummel Allen so more, but Donovan was done playing games.

He went straight for his throat, cutting and slashing it nonstop. It was enough to snap me out of the fiery demon possession, or whatever was happening to me. I dropped Jamie and jumped to my feet. I opened my mouth to scream and make them listen to me, but just as I made a sound, Jamie covered my mouth and tackled me from behind.

He started gagging and coughing before he could tell me why he did it, and as soon as he regained control, he spoke.
"No. Don't interfere anymore. Last time you almost got Allen killed."

I tried to get up, but he had me pinned down.
"There's not much difference between last time and now! Look! Donovan's going to rip his throat open if we don't do something!!"

Jamie didn't look worried. He didn't look like he cared at all.
"Don't. Do it."

Donovan was now roaring with each strike,
And blood was squirting everywhere. I thought he would collapse. He dropped to his knees, holding his throat, and crawled away from Donovan.

I could feel the pride swelling in Don's mind.
He started barking and shouting, and now, I could hear inside his mind, so it almost seemed like he was talking out loud.

"Now you can see who's boss!" he yelled telepathically. If I concentrated hard enough, I could easily hear that his wolf man form was still making unintelligible barks and grunts.
"You thought you were stronger than me, you thought you could defy me, but you are just as weak as I expected. All bark, and no bite."

Jamie let go of me and rolled his eyes. "You couldn't say that crap a few minutes ago when he nearly beat you to death."
Luckily for Jamie, Donovan was on a whole nother level of telepathy, one that we haven't reached. He couldn't hear our thoughts, but he was so unaware that we could hear some of his.

"It's about time you learned your place." said Donovan. He reached out his hand to grab Allen by the chin. He was going to lower it to the ground and step on his head, a symbol of inferiority.

Allen raised his hand above his head, and Donovan faltered. Realizing Allen was surrending and not attacking, he decided to gloat again.

"It's about time you learned your place."
He raised his leg again, and the ground shook under his feet. He wobbled a little and I  wondered what was going on. The ground steamed, and suddenly, he sank to his waist like the ground was made of quicksand.

A miniature ball of red light appeared in front of him, and it gave off a humming sound as it hovered in midair. He struggled to free himself, but the earth wouldn't budge.

He turned his attention to the tiny ball of light, which began to get a brighter red. It was still within his arms reach, so he lashed out at it with his claws and howled.

It retaliated the moment he did that. First, it flew backwards at of his reach and then he buzzed loudly and flew straight into his head. The small orb must have been powerful, because he jerked back hard when it flew into his face. It disappeared, and he was out cold.

"What was that?" I asked Jamie. "I think the girl woke up and used her magic to help Allen." he replied. "I hope it didn't kill Donovan." I said, as I walked up to Donovan.

"I wouldn't blame her if it did." said Jamie.
Allen, who was slowly transforming back, was breathing​ heavily. When he transformed back from wolf to human, he looked angry and tired.
"If I was completely serious I could have killed him." he said, still rubbing his chest.

I couldn't see the wounds, but I was certain he was still in pain. I looked back to Donovan, still trapped halfway in the ground, unconscious. I got to my knees and began to dig.
"Don't bother." said Allen. I'll remove him, just give me a minute."

"How did that girl do this?" I asked him.
He gave me a confused look. "Sam didn't do this, I did. I helped her and her family destroy the curse that possessed them, and she gave me her powers so the curse wouldn't take it away from her. She's powerless, for now at least."

I got off​ of my knees and backed away from Donovan. Allen walked up to him and examined his face I had a sudden suspicion that he would slap him, but he lifted up Donovan's chin and murmured something. His eyes flashed scarlet, and he let go and backed away.

"I know this is kind of different than what you're used to, this whole... thing" Allen waved his hands, pointing out Donovan's new form. "But can you get him out of this form, and back to human?"

I looked at him crossly. I was mad at both of them, not just because they wouldn't listen to me, I was mad because I didn't know who to root for.
"Why? Did you just try to do that, or did you hurt him some more?" I said, with attitude.

"No. I charmed his body so that the next time he goes wolfie, his clothes won't rip and we won't have to see his little birthday suit."

"Oh." Was all I could say. They were just fighting to the death and now all of the sudden he was helping him?

"I think you meant little birthday present." said Jamie. They both laughed and gave each other a handshake.
"Don't worry, I'm going to charm all of you so you won't keep running out of clothes like the Incredible Hulk." Allen said while performing the charming thing on Jamie.

"Wow, I think I feel different too." Jamie flexed his fingers and arms, wondering if he had changed our not.
"Nope, that must be some kind of placebo. I didn't feel anything when Sam did it to me. Then again, she's better than I am, so I guess I can't give you my opinion."

I put my hand on Donovan, and established a mental connection. "Donovan? Don?" He was ignoring me. Even when we are unconscious we can talk to each other. I did it with Jamie earlier when he said he got his tongue out. Speaking of that, I'm pretty sure that we Allen's fault, but he was hanging with him like that didn't happen.

Since Donovan was ignoring me, I decided to try to make him revert back to normal a different way. I made my hand shift into a claw. I shoved my claws into his chest, right over his heart. I didn't grab hold of anything important, but I used one close to reach further into his chest and poked his heart. His body jolted like he had been electrocuted and he started to shift back.

I removed my hand and made my claws disappear. Then I wiped my hand in the grass.
"You know you could've just grabbed his spine, right?" asked Jamie.
"You know you could've just grabbed his spine, right? I mocked him.

Donovan's wolf man form was completely gone,  but he had on no shirt. "What? I thought you told me his clothes wouldn't rip anymore?"
"I was right, they won't. He wasn't wearing anything the last time he transformed."

Jamie tapped my shoulder. "You through Allen's jacket over him, remember?"
"Ohhhh, you're right."

Allen raised his hands and his eyes glowed yellow. All of the destruction began to repair itself, starting with his house, and then the house they crashed in. The car was the last thing to be fixed, but Donovan remained in the ground.

"I'm not going to free Clifford the big brown Doofus until you get him some clothes." He clapped his hands and smiled. "Chop to it."