New Faces

                                    

                                          
Unknown's P.O.V
                          
It has been two days since we have taken Megan and the boys have been close to finding us three times. She is now in perfect condition and has no recollection of having the infection at all. All she can remember is bumping into the hunter, getting shot and 'waking up' three days later. We have kept our identities from her, but she has been unconscious the whole time she has been with us, until one hour ago. She woke up, panicked for a bit and then shut up. The boys and I have no idea what she is capable of. She is practically still a newborn and she could have a power that we are unaware of, so we have to be cautious around her. 
                          
I'm going to introduce myself when we get back, making sure she is slightly comfortable, but how comfortable can you be strapped to a chair with ropes that burn into your flesh? Hopefully, I'll ever have to find out. 
                          
I arrived back at the house with my Beta, Jackson and I immediately went down the stairs to the basement, where Megan was being detained. As I stepped into the room, she looked at me, a glimmer of hope in her eyes. It soon faded when she realised that I was not her white knight coming to her rescue. 
                          
"Hello Megan," I smiled. "My name is Kasper." 
                          
"What do you want from me?" She asked, alarmed and angry. 
                          
I didn't reply, but took this time to look at her. Her hand were drooped over the arms of the chair, telling me that she still had very little strength from her previous encounter with werewolf venom. This was good for me. I smirked to myself, knowing that I could bring harm to this girl and she would have no power over me whatsoever. 
                          
" What do you want from me?" She repeated, more anger laced in her voice.
                          
"It's not you that I want, Megan, it's your fellow vampire that killed my fellow werewolf," I said to her.
                          
"Wait, are you talking about Calum? The only reason that wolf died was because he almost killed Calum. You can't put all of the blame on him."
                          
"Oh, I haven't put all of the blame on Calum. You are also to blame. If you didn't run away, Calum would never of had to come and find you. Do you know what it feels like to lose someone in your pack? It feels like someone has reached into your chest and torn a piece off of your heart. It feels like your throat is constricting and oxygen can't reach your lungs. It feels like you have lost a part of  yourself," I got closer to her each sentence I said, anger boiling inside me. 
                          
She glared at me. "Fuck you," she spat. I slapped her, the sound loud and ear-ringing. 
                          
Megan looked at me, shocked and surprised. Clearly she didn't know that I'm not afraid to hit a girl.
                          
With that I left.
                          
Ashton's P.O.V
                          
We finally tracked down Megan's scent to an old-looking house. Her scent was mixed with wolf, so we immediately knew who had taken her. It pissed us off to say the least. We had the advantage... surprise. They had no idea we were coming for them and we were going to kill them all. They wouldn't have killed her because I know they want to rub it I our faces that they have her. All they would have done is injure her, but she will still be weak from her ingestion of werewolf toxins. 
                          
Luke looked over at me and nodded. The plan was set and blood will be spilt.
                          
Kasper's P.O.V
                          
We weren't going to run anymore. They were here and we were prepared. We outnumbered them by many and the power we had was incredible. Jackson warned me about it. Even though he is a werewolf, he is able to see the future. That is how we have been ahead of them for this time. 
                          
The pack and I gather outside in the garden, facing them head on. All four of them had a look of disbelief on their faces.
                          
"Do you really think we would be that stupid?" I asked them.
                          
"Well... Yes," Michael replied, smirking. "Is that not what your race is known for?"

                          
Low growls were heard around me, my pack ready to tear them apart. 
                          
"Remember, this is not a mission to kill, it's a mission to capture. We want to put them through what we went through," I spoke to my pack's minds.
                          
We all shifted, me noticeably larger than everyone else. I took a fighting stance, everyone else following suit. 
                          
"Do it Luke," Ashton murmured to him. Luke closed his eyes, focusing, clenching his fists. I ran forward, not knowing what he was going to do. Luke opened his fists and everything was coated in darkness. They were using their powers, damn it!
                          
"I can see them," Jackson said to me. He must have been immune to their powers. How unique!
                          
"Okay."
                          
"On your left!" He said. I turned left and bit in front of me. There was someone there, luckily I found his head and snapped his neck. One down, three to go. 
                          
"Luke is vulnerable, do you want me to go for him?"
                          
I nodded my head in reply. Seconds later, the darkness was gone and Luke's limp body was lying on the floor. Michael had also been taken down and Ashton was the only one left, which means I had taken out Calum.
                          
Ashton was surrounded by five wolves and they all surged forward. He jumped, causing the wolves to crash and fall. Ashton landed gracefully and ran at full speed towards me. He didn't get very far and Jackson had clearly foreseen what Ashton was going to do because he interpreted his every move. He took  down Ashton with ease.
                          
We all shifted back and brought their bodies into their detainment room. Their were hooks on the ceiling, which made it easier to chain the up. We chained their hands and then put it through the hook on the ceiling.
                          
I went back to the basement with a blindfold. I put the blindfold on a thrashing Megan and called Jackson in to help me transfer her into the room with the boys in. There was a fifth hook in the middle of the room opposite the boys. This would give them a perfect view on what we had planned. We chained up Megan, but kept the blindfold on. 
                          
Jackson and I exited the room and waited for them to awaken.