AN: Something was here but I fixed it.... so yeah.

After questioning the entire "coven" of witches, we're firm that our attacker is a witch or wizard. No one questioned had a clear idea of what this person looked like, which is a clear indication that they're completely capable of attacking Verena alone.

Anyone capable of erasing their likeness from an entire group's consciousness is powerful.

Powerful enough to become a student counsel member.

"You don't think I have anything to do with this, do you?" Beth yells from her spot at the rounded table.

She's standing up to her full average height and could possibly be breathing out real fire. Her blank eyes scorch us all as she takes her time to "glare" at everyone collectively.

"We're not saying it's you Beth..." David trails off because even he isn't immune to the tension in the room.

"It might be someone who held your mantle before, or someone who wants you out of the way so that they can have the position. Remember Elizabeth, you aren't a permanent member of the Student Counsel." Will takes over effortlessly for David and doesn't seem affected by her anger.

Maybe because she's giving off heat from her rage while his element stems from everything below freezing, influencing his cool and calm composure.

"Don't do that Will, it's obvious that she stays." Robert savagely snaps in Beth's defense.

"Oh, is it? Why have you not administered her last test then?" Will counters.

Robert shuts his mouth and the room can hear his teeth grinding together. I glance at Beth and she looks as confused as I feel. What does this last test consist of and why does Robert have to administer it? He seems reluctant, so why not get someone else?

"Elizabeth, your anger is warranted but unnecessary. You've lasted longer than any other interim which prompts us to believe that you are the next witch representative. Your longevity might also be the reason why someone would frame you before the final test can be administered." Will's cool voice relaxes the room even though Beth doesn't seem to want to be relaxed.

"Then I want it to happen before my reputation is destroyed." Beth demands, looking Robert straight in the eye.

"I... can't..." His words are so low that even Verena has to lean in to hear him, Beth doesn't have the same problem understanding.

"Why not? Have I not passed all the other tests? Am I not powerful enough?" She demands.

"Power has little to do with this one Elizabeth..." Robert tries to look her in the eye but fails.

Not because she is blind, but because he doesn't want to face her anger. It's obvious that he doesn't want to have this conversation in front of us but Beth doesn't move an inch from her seat.

"Elizabeth..." Robert pleads, his eyes beg for her not to say more until they're alone.

She didn't react to Will using her full name but she visibly shudders when Robert says it again.

"You think I can't handle it." Beth sums in a voice filled with betrayal.

"That's not-" Robert starts by choosing his words carefully, but she interrupts him.

"You don't think I'm good enough! Is it because I see differently? Is it because I'm not nearly as bloodthirsty as some of the other members? Or is it because I lowered my morals to warm your-" Robert cuts her off before she spills, I'm guessing, their intimate moments.

"The pain is beyond anything you can imagine Beth! It'll be unbearable to watch. Say you don't pass, then what? hmm?" Robert snaps more to himself than to her.

"That's a first for me, a vamp who cares." Someone murmurs but I don't catch who.

Is it not obvious to everyone that the two are together romantically ? I'd think they were mates if I didn't know that to be impossible. I even had Verena confirm that vampires don't have soul ties unless it's that between a maker and their offspring.

"....too fast?" Will asks with me missing a majority of his question to Robert.

"You say that as if I had control. Do you? Did anyone?" He rages.

"Then administer the test with little fear." David slides in with a slight smile. Katy and the other permanent member nod their heads as well.

Beth looks a little scared and confused but nevertheless firm. Robert sees this and sighs. Verena looks like she hardly cares about her surroundings but I catch her throwing glares every now and then. At one point her and Eric's eyes clash.

He hasn't said a word this entire time but I can feel him agreeing with Will and I can bet that's what Verena is picking up on as well.

"Now that it's settled, we'll need a list of every witch that's been in that position and might as well throw in the wizards. We'll then see if any of them were at the assembly." David neutrally plots our next moves and no one counters.

With nothing else to say, the meeting is adjourned.

~

The night starts off like many others.

Verena drags me to her room because she's bored and wants to go out. I oblige, because I have nothing else to do, and become an unwilling judge to her seemingly endless outfits.

Of course by this time I'm already ready. I chose a beautiful long sleeved burgandy crop top with leather pants and boots.  My hair is even curled!

In the middle of her sashaying around a white feather boa paired with a loose flapper styled champagne dress, I feel the snap before I see it.

Instinctively I burst through my own walls and seek help.

'Eric? Eric! It's happening again.' I reach out to Eric's link to me because surely he'll know what to do next.

But instead of connecting, it feels like I've sent a bottled note into an endless sea. Fuck.

I look to Verena in panic but she looks to be fighting hard to keep control.

'Will!' I shout with my mind because unlike with Eric, we don't have a connection I can pinpoint.

Without wasting more time, I run and grab the silver chains hanging on the back of the front door and secure the first set around her shoulders. Before I can even bend to get the second pair I've dropped beside us, I'm being backhanded across the room.

At least Verena fought as hard and as long as she could. If I wasn't Alpha born, that blow would have knocked me unconscious.

'WILL!' I yell again and this time I can feel the connection coming alive. Almost like a phone connecting over large distances.

Thank the Moon.

"You think you can chain me again wolf-less?" Her posture is more slumped and accent deeper. If that's not enough indication of the change then her dropping the boa is.

Verena hates getting her things dirty before she has a chance to show them off.

"Yes." I answer as I'm picking myself up from her now damaged beauty vanity.

My jaw aches from her hit and I grind my molars in pain. Instead of waiting for her, I attack first wanting payback.

She expects the right punch I throw and leans out the way, what catches her by surprise is that I do a full spin and the heel of my left foot catches her jaw. If she was "normal" she would've expected this because I am a very 'eye for an eye' type wolf.

Instead of looking for her reaction, I duck down as  my momentum fully turns me towards her again.

Good thing too because I narrowly miss her hand grabbing to rip out my throat. Even with her shoulders secured but the silver, Verena's tall enough that her hands can easily reach my exposed neck.

While crouched, I quickly punch in both of her kneecaps before she can kick me. Alpha genes or not, getting kicked in the head by a vampire can kill me. For extra measure, I throw some silver chain around her ankles and try to tie it the best I can before she retaliates.

Verena screams in rage and I bounce up, fully anticipating her trying to kick at me.

She wobbles back and I aid in her downward departure by jumping high, placing the balls of both of my feet on her chest, and using every bit of power in my calves to push her in the opposite direction as me.

We both go flying into opposite walls. Her impact is harder than mine, which makes me slightly proud.

'It's happened again! Send help!' I yell to Will now that I have a second to think. Then I grab another set of silver chains.

My hands burn but I my fight instincts are all I'm focusing on. Verena looks like she's struggling to get up but figures it out in record time.

"I'm going to feast on your heart abomination." She hisses and we circle each other.

The feel of the silver in my hands starts to override logic after so many minutes of just circulating each other, so again I make the first move.

Whipping one side of the chain at Verena's side, I expect her to shy away. Instead she catches it, the pain is too much to keep a firm grip, and easily yanks the burning metal out of my hands.

"Looks like-" She starts.

Before she can finish, there's a blur and I watch as Will's first slams into Verena's face.

Multiple times.

When she's no longer fighting back, he wraps her tightly in silver. My eyes are droopy but I keep them focused on her until she's bound securely. I don't notice that I'm slumped against one of the badly dented walls until Will walks up to me.

"Bex...." He speaks softly and picks me up in a gentle manner. His arm wraps around my back and the other slides behind the bends in my knees. His grip isn't painful, but I'm hyper sensitive and have to  grit my teeth so I don't scream.

By this time, there's no doubt that there's silver now in my bloodstream. My mind becomes hazy, and I feel far more than usual. Looking at my ruined hands, I can see the chain indents in my flesh.

They burned in deep.

My eyes cloud over and I don't know I'm crying until I force out the sudden lodge in my throat.

"Ah!" After the first sob, the rest come naturally.

"My hands! Look at my hands!" Instead of showing him, I tuck them into my chest to protect them from more harm.

"They're ruined!" With my hands safely tucked in, I lean my head against Will's shoulder and sob.

I don't pay attention to our surroundings in the slightest. My body temperature skyrockets as it starts to fight off the silver. Will notices but lets me despair in peace.

"What happened?" Eric yells before taking me from Will's arms, I try to look around but I see nothing but darkness.

I didn't even notice my sight lessening as the pain was overwhelming my senses.

"What do you think?" Will thunders back.

I feel a touch on my shoulder and flinch more into Eric's chest. My vision doesn't confirm what my emerging powers know.

All the permanent Student Counsel members are currently surrounding me. I feel Robert for a short second before he disappears.

"It hurts..." I look to where his face should be but there's nothing but a blur. Instead I start to see his aura.

I don't want this.

"You'll be okay Bex, you just have to let Beth help you." While we were talking I could feel a hand reaching for me but I steadily lean away.

"You don't understand Eric! My hands are ruined and I can't SEE!" Another sob catches in my throat and easily releases itself.

Silver poisoning often leads to vision loss, it's over for me. How will Micheal and Jenni take this news?

"Bex, if you'd just let her take a look-" He tries again.

"This is your fault! I shouldn't even be on this stupid island and now, I. Can't. See!" Without thinking, I push my bloody hands against his chest to get down.

I scream from my beyond sensitive palms pushing against the fabric of his shirt and immediately he releases me. I don't even try to fall on my feet, instead I hit the ground with a thud.

Rolling onto my side, I cocoon inward as much as I can to protect my hands. Tears flow relentlessly and I have no power to stop them.

"Let me help Bex. The faster I help, the less long lasting damage. I promise." Beth's aura looks unusually bright so I have to look away from her.

"I want to go home." Sobbing out while still refusing to unleash my hands, my mind is a mess. I crave for the pain to stop but Beth isn't promising less pain, just less scarred tissue.

I care nothing for the flesh, just make the pain stop.

"What home? The hovel you've made for you and your siblings?" Eric demands while I'm at his feet.

"It's all I could give them." I admit that though the house is nice, I was never able to make it home.

"You ran from your birth pack Bex. Don't start demanding to go home, you don't have one!" Eric's sudden rage fuels my own.

Before the last word is out of his mouth, I have Eric on his back with my left hand wrapped around his throat. My vision sharpens to his and I feel pure power flowing through my veins. 

Looks like I'm not blind after all.

"Dominic took it from me! He took everything from me! Why must we keep going in circles Eric? We had NOTHING left! You could've fought for me! But you refused and we were forced to leave our only home." I seethe as I straddle his still form.

One of my bloody hands on his throat, the other ready to hip out his heart.

I am sick of him bringing up old wounds.

As quickly as the rage came, it left with equal vigor and I crash over as pain fills my every crevice. Eric attempts to hold me but I weakly kick at him.

"Go away!" My breathless plea is heard but Eric doesn't move.

Will swiftly yanks him and shoves Eric away without saying a word. I guess he's fed up with the both of us because he stays just as silent as he hauls me up and forces my hands away from my chest so that Beth can fix them.

"This is going to hurt..." She apologizes, as if I hadn't already concluded this.

"What's a bit more pain, especially between 'friends'?" I growl to Eric's retreating back.

AN: Soooo, I haven't done a fight scene in forever ....tell me how I did?