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Call of the wild
Chapter 18

Flight or Fight

Fusedtwilight: Well here is the last chapter of Call of the wild. Thank you so much to everyone who has read this fic and reviewed it. I appreciate it.

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I hung from the ceiling my hands wrapped in chains. The man from before was in the room, with about five other goons who were all taking there time to beat the hell out of me. I was bloody and bruised all over, and was in a large amount of pain. "That¡¯s enough." the man said and the men stopped. "This is ridiculous Mr. Kazat we have no quarrel with you, you are not our enemy. All we want is Jean-Claude," he said stepping forward "Just tell us were he sleeps and we'll let you go."

I laughed. "Please I have your number, you hate me because you know I¡¯m some kind of psychic, as soon as I tell you were he's at your going to kill me so stop lying to me," I said.

"Fine you want truth, tell us were he is and we'll finish you quickly and painlessly, fight us and you will beg to return to the devils side," the man said loosing all pretenses of pity and friendliness.

"Devil¡¯s side? Idiot I¡¯m a Christian!" I screamed at him.

"Yet you frolic with his minions, Vampires, Wereanimals." he spit on the floor like the words left a bad taste in his mouth, "Soulless monsters abominations in the eyes of the lord."

"Shifters don't ask for it, many of them loved being human and had it taken away from them." I said.

"Why do you defend them? You claim to be a Christian but you protect them, not only are they creatures of darkness but strangers. Do you think that if one of them were in your position they would not betray you?" he asked.

"It doesn't matter, I may not know them, and I know they may have done bad things in their life. But I won't help you kill them. When I die and stand before God I will have many crimes to answer for, I will not betray those who took me into their home and offered me protection. If your going to kill me then kill me, I may be a killer but I¡¯m no turn coat." I said spiting blood at his feet.

"Don't worry." he said grabbing my hair and jerking my neck up, "We're not going to kill you, not till after you tell us were he sleeps then we'll put you out of your misery." he sneered.

They left me hanging there. Blood rolled down my body forming a little puddle at my feet. They had brought in knives to make little cuts into my skin. They brought in a bowl of water and would dunk my head to suffocate me with water. The men were enjoying their work. It made me sick to think people would claim to be Christens but would enjoy doing this. How could you claim to be a loving person and do this to people? Then again history has shown religion doesn¡¯t stop people from doing horrific things. In fact it can be used as an excuse to do them.

Every inch of my body was in pain. I wish I could just black out, just escape the pain my body was feeling. I had tried to be strong, tried not to cry out in pain and agony. But I am not that strong. My pleas and cries for mercy only seemed to excite the men. Had their boss not been there to keep them in check I am sure they would have killed me.

He, the boss just stood there asking the same questions. ¡°Where do the vampires sleep?¡± ¡°How many defend it?¡± ¡°Who is the wolves¡¯ leader?¡± ¡°Where are their hunting grounds?¡± The fact they said leader and hunting ground shows how little they knew of the shifters and their hierarchy.

The fact they did not know that the circus of the damned was where the vampires rested showed they did not work with the monsters. Everyone who wasn¡¯t human knew where Jean-Claude slept. But they would not sully themselves to ask one of the monsters, hell there were probably those who would blab for the right price.

I wonder what William is up to? Had he contacted Jean-Claude? Did Anita find out where I was? I knew not to expect too much help tonight it was the night of the full moon. I always was capable of telling when the moon was in its zenith; something about my powers was attracted to the moon, go figure. If tonight was the full moon then I couldn't expect help from shifters, they would already be to close to shifting because the moon was close to being full tonight. That gave me an idea.

I could call animals like a master vampire, so why don't I call for help? I had never found out the exact distance to which my power worked, now was as good as any. I lowered my shields and let my power out, I imagined the massive wooden ark, and I imagined the ark opening up and the beast, my power stepping out. It sniffed the air it sensed the danger. It understood that we needed help and it let out a mighty roar.

I opened my eye's, I could sense them all the animals. We were in a heavy forest area because I never sense this many animals in the city. I sensed all the birds, all the mammals, all the insects and they sensed me, using my power I called them to me, I undid my shields undid the power that blocked me from reaching out and pulling all these creatures to me.
I felt them respond to the call, felt them come to me, some flew some ran but they all came to me. I sent out another pulse, my power roared more powerfully, more urgent. For the next couple of minutes I sent out the call to anything and everything that could hear it.
The problem was all the animals I felt were animals, no shifters.

"William, tell everyone I¡¯m in a woodsy area, I¡¯m using my power to call any and all animals." I said waiting for a reply, "Hello? William? You there?" I called out.

Suddenly the smell of cherry blossoms and a hot summer¡¯s day was thick in the air. I tried to pull back it had been this smell that had smelt when that giant creature came rushing from the sky when I was talking to William. I tried to close my shields but it was too late. I felt the power of the dead; it was like a cold metal rod struck my mind. I reeled back in pain and blacked out.
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I was in a large silk red bed; the room had a strong Asian theme to it. The room was lit with lanterns that were painted with beautiful images; the walls were decorated with swords, axes, and a variety of blade weapons. Lacquered screens lined the bed, the images on them had pictures of great bloody battles and some had Oni carrying massive clubs clubbing humans to death. Some had images of dragons on them, majestic and beautiful

There were bowls of crushed cherry blossoms lined through out the room. Their sweet scent filled the room. Silk drapes the color of fresh blood lined the walls. There were no windows only the drapes and some pictures on the walls. The lanterns looked like floating ghosts in the dark.

I stood up from the bed to explore my surroundings, I looked down and realized I was wearing one of those weird gowns Asian noblemen wore back in the old days, it was a light blue.

There was a movement in the corner of my eye. I noticed there was a woman in the room. She had to be the tallest Asian woman I had ever seen, she stood at 5'11, her waist length hair was as dark as a raven¡¯s feather, and her eyes were a chestnut brown, her skin a smooth snow white. She wore a red kimono that barely covered her breasts. But it was her eye's I was most attracted to, they were a deep penetrating look. It was as if she was seizing everything about me, analyzing me, studying me.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"I am The Dragon." was her gentle response, "And I have brought you here to study you." Her voice was low and delicate like she didn¡¯t want to be too loud.

This was The Dragon? The council woman and Williams¡¯s Sour de sang? What the hell did she want with me? As if I didn't have anything else to worry about, now I got this chick after me. I could feel her power all the way over here. I knew she was holding back a large amount of her power, but there was so much.....how can such a fragile and delicate looking woman have such power. She should have claws, teeth; she should be wearing armor, covered in blood, not a kimono and looking so beautiful.

There was an odd reptilian smell in the air, besides the cherry blossoms and summer heat. I focused on the smell and an image came to my mind, it was a large reptilian creature with wings, there was more then one, some where smaller then others, some more beautiful, and others more deadly, I recognized a few from some pictures I had seen in old text books, they where dragons.

Dragons do still exist, but are not native to North America. I had always had a fascination with Dragons; I had always wanted to meet one. They are rare though, in the old days they where much more common. There where latterly dozens of different breeds. Some scientists like to argue that Dragons are modern day dinosaurs; others say they evolved from these ancient reptiles. Others like to think they where created because of how mystically powerful they are. There was only one reason I could think she smelled like them.

"My animal to call." Dragon answered as if she heard my thought.

"I guess that's how you got the nickname." I said humorously.

She didn't laugh or frown, her face didn't even so much as twitch, older vampires were capable of copying the dead, they didn't need to breath and could remain so still and emotionless you would never be able to tell them apart from a fresh corpse, but The Dragon was many millennia old, she must be an expert at showing no emotions.

"So ummm is there any particular reason you dragged me here?" I asked. Not that I didn¡¯t appreciate being dragged away from a painful torture.

"I told you to study you, it has been a long time since an Animus has been born, it is a rare opportunity to study one, our law to kill you on sight makes it rather difficult to learn more about you." she said watching me with blank eyes. I had forgotten about that rule for my kind to be exterminated. Was she planning to kill me? Was I all ready dead?
"I will not harm you now, you are Williams Human Servant and it is against the law to harm you." she said in her quite voice.

"Then can you help me?" I asked.

"You are in a dire situation, you are trying to call for assistance." she observed, "You are very powerful for an Animus, I believe it is because you absorbed Jean-Claude¡¯s triumvirates power and it has caused a bit of a growth spurt, you have much potential and if properly schooled you may become a very dangerous man indeed." she began to walk forward, each step gentle as a breeze, but each step holding such restrained power, her kimono wasn¡®t tied in the front with every step she took the kimono slightly parted exposing her pale breasts. "You haven't learned how to spread your power further out." she said "I will help you so you may be rescued." she said.

"Why would you want to help me?" I asked, a vampire has a hundred reasons for everything it does, ninety-nine of those reasons or self-beneficial.

"You are William¡¯s, and William is mine, anything William owns I own. And as an Animus you would be as valuable in war." she said.

"What war?" I asked.

"The war that will come when the darkness awakens." she said.

She stopped in front of me, and placed her hands on my face, "You are strong, and in the coming battle strength will be needed take my blessing, and I¡¯ll see you soon." she said --and I felt a surge of power.
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I was back in the room; my skin felt like it was on fire. I looked at my arms and watched as the bruises and cuts slowly healed. I felt more power in me, I took that power and fed it to mine, and I then set out another call. My power roared a roar that would travel for many miles, I felt more animals answer the call and slowly but surely I felt shifters. Help was on the way.

The man came bursting in a little while later. His eyes got big when he realized I was fully healed, he strode up to me and slugged me right in the face. "You filthy hell spawn!" he screamed spit flying everywhere, "I knew it was you that summoned all those animals upstairs, your trying to call your devil friends aren¡¯t you!" he raged and pulled a gun out of his coat pocket and pointed it at my head.

So this was how I was going to die? I wonder were I¡¯m going up or down.
There was the sound of gunfire coming from upstairs, and I could feel them the shifters. I felt wolves, leopards, rats, hyenas, and bats. I can only imagine the hell they¡¯re throwing for those bastards, "What the hell is that?!" the man demanded.

The smell of cherry blossoms and summer heat became thick in the air. I felt more power being pumped into my body. So much power I felt invincible, fearless even.
"That my dear friend" I giggled uncontrollably "Is the sound of your death."

"Dear god" he said staring at my eyes.

"Yes, pray to your god." I sneered. Something was wrong; it was like I was dreaming. These weren¡¯t my words, and my thought's they were so cold and so practical. The smell of cherry blossoms and hot summer days was thick in the air. "Pray, confess your sins. You will reap what you have sown; you presumed you could flirt with the spirits, now you shall join them."

He pressed the gun harder against my head "SHUT UP YOU FOUL HELLSPAWN!" he screamed.

I kept laughing. I was not afraid of this man, even though there was a voice in my head screaming to shut the fuck up I was not afraid. Power will make you drunker then any liquor. The dragon was still pumping her power into me. She had plenty of power to spare. More power then she knew what to do with.

More power washed over me Familiar power, William¡¯s power. I smelled rain and trees and then I was somewhere else.
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I had an image of William in my head. He was no longer in his forest. He was on a vast and open plane. The sun was setting. It cast a red glow in the sky. The ground was littered with bodies. It was a scene from hell.

William and the Dragon stood facing each other in the midst of all those bodies. William¡¯s feet was covered in blood and gore, the Dragon still wore her crimson kimono, so red you could not see the blood soaking in at the bottom, she really matched the scenery.

This was her memory. A memory of a battle she fought and won a long time ago, long before I was born.

¡°What are you doing?¡± William asked.

The Dragon looked at him with a blank face. She was like an emotionless doll. No expression was on her face. ¡°Your servant called to me William; I decided to lend a hand.¡±

¡°I can take care of him myself.¡±

¡°No, you can¡¯t. Nigel would have never allowed him to leave his territory. Nigel knew how valuable and precious an animus is. If he had a human servant he would have never let him live in another masters domain.¡±

¡°If I tried to control him he would have rebelled, he would have fought me tooth and nail; I had my hands full dealing with my emerging powers and all the vampires in my kiss I had to care for. My father¡¯s war to bring all the canine shifters under his control caused quite the mess for me to clean up.¡±

¡°Then maybe you shouldn¡¯t have killed him,¡± she said.

¡°I was tired of living under my father¡¯s thumb. For thousands of years he kept me weak, kept me from growing into my full potential,¡± William said. ¡°His desire for power was destabilizing the balance in the area, he had to be stopped.¡±

¡°I bear no grudge against you for killing Nigel. You broke no rules; if Nigel had been stronger, smarter then he wouldn¡¯t have died, you beat him fairly, he thought he would see treachery coming. His power is what helped him thrive so long. He became over confidant. He didn¡¯t see your betrayal until it was too late. I find it funny, he wanted an heir yet he never let you become your own vampire, always keeping you so weak.¡±

¡°I too thought I was doomed to remain weak, to always need a master to bind myself to another power greater then me. But I learned the truth. Learned my father feared that I could one day be as powerful as him, maybe stronger.¡±

¡°Then why didn¡¯t he kill you?¡± she asked.

¡°I was his son,¡± William said.

¡°He was your father, that didn¡¯t stop you from killing him.¡±

William looked sad. ¡°I loved my father, but as long as he lived I would never have been free. He would have me be his servant for all time. What choice did I have?¡±

¡°It is natural for the child to seek freedom from the parent, to find their own path. David too sought such freedom. Tell me William, was that the real reason why you allowed him to leave? You saw yourself in him and it touched a part for you that allowed you to sympathize for him?¡±

¡°I already gave him the first mark; I knew he had yet to come into his full power. I wanted him to mature and develop, to learn how to become stronger so when he came back to me he would be a more useful servant.¡± William was back to being stone faced and unreadable.

¡°How were you able to give him the first mark? I thought your father kept you weak?¡±
¡°He did. But he spent so much of his energies trying to tame the canine shifters I began to develop new and stronger powers. I knew what he had been doing to me for all these years and I knew once he was gone I would be all I was meant to be.¡±

¡°You are a powerful and crafty creature William, you and yours will be very useful to me, especially the animus.¡±

¡°Leave him alone, he is mine and mine alone, I will not share him!¡±

¡°I am your Sour de sang William, everything that is yours is mine to have.¡± She lifted her hand. She pointed a single dainty finger at him. He fell to his knees clutching his head.

¡°Dragon! I beg you don¡¯t do this, he is not ready!¡±

¡°Your servant has great power, but I need him stronger. You only gave him two marks William that still makes him fair game. But I am your Sour de sang he is as much mine as yours, through him I will amass an army to serve me, through you I will make him stronger.¡±
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I returned back to the room with the man, he was still pointing his gun at me. How long was I in that vision? Minutes? Seconds? The power of the Dragon and William was still flowing through me.

He was so afraid; I could smell it and I loved it. The man hated vampires; they killed his family, years ago when he was a child. I could see his family his mother and father alive and smiling. Then there corpses so mangled you couldn't tell who was mother or who was father. I saw a lot of facts about this man, many images all jumbled together. I knew it was William¡¯s power, I knew the dragon was riding my body.

She was using William¡¯s power, she had activated it. I was Williams Human Servant that metaphysical connection gave me a hotline to his power and him to mine. It was like the night when Jen attacked me. He wanted to see if he could share his power with me. The problem was as his sour de sang even though he was a master he still drew power from her and that made him her puppet. To her William was to be a replacement for his father she wanted to test his ability see how useful it was in battle.

She was using it on me as well, trying to learn how I ticked. Trying to learn exactly how an Animus¡¯s power worked, trying to learn about my past. But the power was cutting both ways I could see into her.

She enjoyed the blood lust, the carnage, the endless madness of war. She thrived on it, always had even before she was a vampire. They called her The Dragon before she was a vamp, she had been a mighty warrior from china, and all records of her had been lost. I knew back in those day's dragons were more common, it was what made her that much stronger, the power to call a legion of fire breathing behemoth¡¯s to her side, I knew she kept a little menagerie of Dragons and bred them. I knew she fed off of anger and rage like how Jean-Claude fed from Lust. I knew she was one of the top four most powerful vampires on the council. I also knew at any moment she could drain the life from me and leave me a withered husk, but she wouldn't kill me...yet I was useful, a sword to be used until broken. She realized what was happening and stopped me from seeing, she had the experience.

"Go on pull the trigger little man." I goaded the man, "It is my power that brought them here, I have the power to stop them, kill me and they will kill every last one of you." I grinned at the thought of the coming bloodshed. "I'll make you a deal, release me, get down on your hands and knees and beg for my forgiveness and I will show mercy to you."

"You think I will bow to you, you filth?! God is on my side, he'll protect me!"

"Like how he protected your family?" I said and he went still, "Maybe they weren¡¯t good enough Christens, maybe they didn't have enough faith in your god. Or maybe he just didn't give a fuck." I said.

He was beginning to sweat now, his face beat red. I was telling him all the things he had ever feared. He had always thought his parents as good god fearing people, but underneath that had been the doubt. If they were such good people why didn't god save them? He was so firmly rooted in his belief it left him so narrow minded. He honestly believed anything that wasn't purely normal, or was to dark for his idea of the world.
"I'll send you to hell." he seethed.

"Go ahead, kill me." I said leaning closer into the gun "Go on kill the only person who can call off the shifters." I smiled. I could feel his rage. The Dragon was riding me, she could sense it to. If she wanted she could absorb it, take his rage away. But she wasn¡¯t looking for a snack right now.

I could feel the shifters, some were in animal form, and others where in human probably using guns. Guns were fun, guns were very fun. But claws and teeth were better; I wanted to smell blood, to hear flesh and muscle torn. To here the cries of horror when the Christens saw these monsters in there true form. I summoned my power and sent the call, the call of the wild, and the call of the Animus. I called their beasts, I ordered them to shift. I felt the explosion of power, the bursting fluids that follow a violent shift. Only the strongest were able to resist the tempting call, only the Alpha was capable of keeping their mortal form. For those that gave in, for those who would beat any human in hand to hand combat, I gave a very specific order kill. I felt their answer, felt them surge forward and attack the men. I could already here the screams of terror.

I smelled the blood, that sweet aroma with the mix of death, "Can you hear them?" I asked the priest, "They¡¯re dying, and so will you." I said.

There was a loud explosion from outside, what the hell are these fanatics packing? Bazookas. "Get upstairs quickly!" the man said to his flunkies.

They quickly ran out the door leaving me and the man alone in the room, I could smell his fear and uncertainty. "So what¡¯s your name?" I asked curiously.

"What?" he asked perplexed.

"Oh just wondering what your name is, it would be a shame if I didn't know your name before you die." I smiled.

He struck me with his fist and I felt the taste of blood in my mouth. He threw open the door, but before he could walk out I had to have the final word "See you real soon...Eugene."

He froze and turned to face me his eye's full of shock "How did you know?" he asked.
"I know everything." I said sinisterly making a mock evil face.

He snarled and ran out the door, slamming it shut. I felt the Dragon in my mind. I could see her, even though she was miles away in her underground room. I felt her in my mind; felt her power flowing through me. I felt her blood lust her desire for carnage and destruction. She had lived for this when she was human; being a vampire just put her higher up on the food chain. But as time progressed and she grew stronger, her prey became too weak and hardly worth her time, so had she retreated into darkness and isolation, coming forth only to fight in great wars and battles, taking no side but her own.
She had made thousands of vampires, no millions in her long existence. She had a knack for finding those who would have amazing gifts when they joined the ranks of the undead. It had been why she had turned Nigel his gift and shaman abilities made him an excellent vampire, obsidian butterfly had been a sorceress when she had been turned, and many more. Her line was of power, her line bred vampires with terrifying gifts, even vampires who would never be masters were mighty beasts and now she had her sights set on me.
She was taking me over, I could not resist, she offered me something no man can resist...power and lots of it. Her power flowed through me and I didn't even try to fight it was too good to be true. I needed to get lose to join in on the oncoming onslaught, to fight, to kill.

"What are you doing to me?" I demanded.

"I am helping you." she replied.

"No...You¡¯re trying to take me over, to turn me into a killer." I accused and she laughed.
"You¡¯re already are a killer David might as well get a little more blood on your hands." she said.

"No...I gave up that life." I said.

"If you gave it up then why are you here? If you have turned your back on death then why did you not run when you were first discovered?" she asked and I remained silent, "You will never know peace David, the reason you never left was because deep down you didn't want to leave, come on working at a shifter bar and grill? You are pulled to shifters just as they are attracted to you; your fate is to be locked in the struggle of the Lycanthropes. It is your calling the call of the wild."

"What the hell do you want with me lady!" I screamed at her.

"I have use for you in the near future."

"I don't belong to you!"

"No, you belong to William and he belongs to me, so by extension you do too."

I looked at the chains holding my arms; the pain in my mouth was gone. I needed to be free, I needed to hunt. I pulled on the chains, I pulled until I reached the ceiling from pulling on the chains, and I never knew I was acrobatic. When my feet touched the ceiling I pulled on the chains till they broke from the ceiling, I fell and landed gracefully on my feet.

"It's you." I accused her "You¡¯re the one making me so strong."

"Yes and no." she said "Yes you are more graceful then usual because I am driving you, no you are not physically stronger because of me."

"Then how?" I asked.

"You'll find out soon enough." I said with a voice not my own.

The smell of cherry blossoms and summer heat were thick in the air, the chains were still attached to my wrists I could have torn them off but they would be a useful weapon. I busted the door down and walked out.
Time to play.
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I walked up the steps dragging the chains, and they made a loud rattling sound, "You know rattling these chains around will attract attention." I said in my head.
"I know, that¡¯s what they¡¯re for." she thought back in a giddy voice.

I was walking looking for prey, but they found me "Freeze!" a voice shouted
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I turned around and found a single armed man he was no threat not to me at least "Put your hands up!" he screamed.

I smiled at put my hands on top of my head; he slowly walked forward with his gun still held up. He was a sensitive, a low level psychic, so low level he probably didn't even know he was a psychic. He would just get funny feelings when around a supernatural creature or have a hunch that was usually right. I could sense what he was, and on some level he knew what I was, or what was riding me.

He pulled out a pair of cuffs and went around me to grab my hand, the second I felt him grab my hand I grabbed his and twisted his whole arm. He shrieked in pain and shot his gun off; I felt the bullet miss my face by inches. He dropped the gun when I twisted his arm harder and he let out a delightful squeal of pain, "Let me go you freak." he screamed.

"Tell me how many are here? How heavily armed are you?" I asked him, knowing the number of my enemies and how well they were armed would be useful.

"Fuck you!" he spat, "I'm not speaking!"

"That¡¯s ok." I said grabbing his other arm and turning him around to face him "You don't have to speak, but your still going to tell me everything I need to know." I said looking into his eyes.

"Oh God!" he moaned seeing my eyes "Your eyes oh God it's like they can see through me." he moaned.

"Through you and in you ¡°I said,¡± Michael look into my eyes Corny I know but I was possessed by a vampire.

He stared into my eyes and I knew him, better then he knew himself. I saw flashes¡¯ of his life, it was like he was a great big fleshy bloody computer and I was a hacker downloading everything he knew. I knew there were fifty men all armed with silver, I knew he had been recruited by his minister; I knew he was more afraid of shifters then vampires, because to him shifters seemed more brutal then vamps. Not always true but in some cases. I knew he was the one who had tried to kidnap Kim (I recognized him from Danse Macabre) and I knew right now he could sense me using my power on him.

I felt his terror, his shame, his fear, his guilt, to have someone know him better than he knew himself, to see all his dirty little secrets, to see all his flows and perfections; to see into his soul. It would be worse then having a room full of people look at you naked.
"No more, please." he begged, his face pale and sweaty.

"Why? You have hurt someone I care for, you have tried to bring harm on my person, and I know for a fact you intend ill on others. Give me one good reason why I should spare you?" I asked him.

"Please I¡¯m sorry...have mercy." he begged.

"Sorry no mercy." I sneered.

I grabbed his neck and pushed it to the side, exposing his tender neck.. This body may not have fangs but it still had teeth, and I sunk them into his tender neck and spilled his hot warm life fluids. He screamed in agony human teeth just weren¡¯t designed for blood spilling. I felt his life poor into my mouth and I drank it down greedily. Soon he stopped thrashing around and was deathly still. I stared at the body for a few seconds.

"Oh god" I said horrified.

"I know not much of a kill." The Dragon said disappointed, "I should have played around with him longer."

"You sick twisted bitch!" I screamed at her "You killed him."

"No we killed him." she said.

I heard the sound of gun fire and screaming coming from outside. "And we¡¯re about to kill more." she said greedily.

For the first time I could sense emotions come from her, Lust, blood lust. I thought years of isolation had rendered her cold and unmoving. I was wrong. Her desire for blood and conflict had been subdued for so long. But in the heat of conflict, riding my body with the heat of my power flowing through her it was waking back up. God help us all.
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I continued to walk, dragging the chains which to me were now light as a feather. I had encountered a few more guards along the way but made short work of them. I moved with such skill and agility and it was all her. Millennia of fighting had turned her into the most deadly fighter in the world. I showed no mercy, necks were snapped blood was drained and the entire time I was screaming in my head for it to stop.

I finally came to the door that led outside and kicked it open, it was dark out but the moon was in its full glory. It was pure chaos; there were shifters in their animal form mixed with natural animals all going after the Crusaders. Many had been killed already whether by tooth and claw or gunpowder and lead. But many shifters still alive fighting the good fight. I saw Anita, Drake, and a few others behind their cars exchanging fire with the remaining Crusaders. There were shifters strewn about some had been killed and had shifted back. Others were hiding sneaking up behind the Crusaders waiting to strike.

As soon as I burst down the door all eyes turned toward me I was covered in blood not my own, and my eyes were sky blue with glowing suns. I could only imagine how I must look to them. Many of the animals and shifters came to stand with me drawn to my power. They sniffed me and licked the blood from my skin and I let them.

"Dave!" Drake shouted at me. He had a gun in hand; I wonder why he hadn¡¯t phased? Then it came to me in a flash, bats are not tied to the moon so all the people here are either Vampires or Bats. So why are the others here? Rats, Hyenas, Wolves, why where they all here? On the night of a full moon? Even if they where trying to find me the full moon causes the beast to take over.

Only an Alpha had enough will to retain there sentience or resist the call of the moon. It was dark but the moon wasn¡®t in the sky yet only a handful of these shifters had phased. Both me and the Dragon knew something was up. With William¡¯s power we knew that more shifters should have turned into their animal form. Was Jean-Claude protecting them? He only did wolf, Asher did Hyena¡¯s but no one did rats.

What was keeping the weaker shifters from phasing? The Dragon used her power to sense for another vampire to see if that was what was keeping them all strong. She sensed no vampire, but she sensed something. Something was keeping the shifters in human, someone was keeping things calm.

I turned to look at Drake. He was scared he knew something was wrong, he knew this was not my power he sensed, everyone who had any kind of spiritual sensitivity knew I wasn't driving, "No, not anymore." I said smiling at him.

I turned to face the Crusaders; I walked between the opposing forces. I was in a sort of alliance with the necromancer and her master...sort of. I had sent Primo here to see if Jean-Claude was as powerful as Padma had made him out to be. If he had won I would have stationed Primo here as the new master of the city, but he hadn¡¯t won, yet he still served a purpose I was able to tell how powerful the Necromancer and Jean-Claude are. I had invaded the Necromancers body and had been cast out. They were strong they will be necessary in the war, I must help defeat these pathetic insects.

When I was right in the crossfire I addressed the zealots, "I am The Dragon, I am she who is raw power, I am she who terrorized Asia for countless centuries, and I am she who controls the mighty serpents. Beg for my favor, crawl on your hands and feat, renounce your god and I will spare you." I said.

"HEATHEN." Eugene screamed at me, "HOW DARE YOU SPEAK SUCH BLASPHEME KILL HIM!" he shouted.

"I was hoping you would say that." I smiled.

I ordered the birds to take flight, they attacked the Crusaders pecking and clawing at them. Then I used my power to force many of the shifters to turn into animals. I used the distraction of the birds to run forward faster than a human ever could. I attacked the Crusaders with the rest of the animals and shifters; there were wolves, hyena's, Rats, and a few others. There was no human intellect left, the moon and I had striped away the humanity leaving the savage nature bare. I knew the others who hadn't shifted were vampires but why hadn't Drake shifted? The answer was because like the Swan's the moon held no sway over him, he was one of the extreme few who could shift moon or no moon.
I attacked as many as the Crusaders as I could, using my chains as whips. I saw one Crusader raise his gun to blow my brains out but a large winged creature descended on him with an ear piercing shriek. It looked at me its body a shade of red, it was a humongous bat I knew it was Victoria in her hybrid form. Like Drake she could have resisted the call of the moon but she couldn't fight it and me. She was an Alpha but she lacked the will to fight both the moon and my power. She had eviscerated the man and came to stand by me, "Good girl." I said patting her snout I looked around taking in the devastation; The Dragon was giddy, "Yes!" I screamed in delight "Kill them all!" I said jumping up and down.

I was covered in blood and danced in pure joy as people where slaughtered before me, and I rejoiced. I wanted to stop it, I wanted to make it all stop but I was a prisoner in my own mind. What was I against The Dragon? I had been given some martial arts training by James, but with The Dragon riding me I fought with fighting styles long since forgotten, I moved with a fluid grace like water. I feared The Dragon for her power and her blood lust.

I looked at Eugene, he was slowly crawling away trying not to attract any attention, I whistled at him and he slowly turned around his face covered in dirt and blood "Say your prayers Eugene and get ready to see mommy and daddy." I mocked him. I sent a command to Victoria to attack him, she flew at him and after a few seconds of agonized shrieks he was dead.

They were all dead, the shifters and animals were all feasting on the remains, the energy they were all giving off was amazing truly fantastic.

"DAVID!" A voice shouted.

I turned my head and saw Drake slowly running over, "Drake." I smiled at him "You should have joined."

"Get out of him." he hissed at me, his power hitting me like a wave. Anita and the vamps soon joined him they all pointed there guns at me.

"Why are you mad? We¡¯re all friends here." I said.

"Cut the act we know your possessing him Dragon." Anita said sternly her face was a blank cop face. I knew she would kill me. I had seen James kill with a face like that and not flinch.

"Ahh necromancer we meet in...the flesh?" I laughed.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"The boy needed assistance I offered my help and he took it."

"Bull like I had a choice." I thought to her

"Release him at once!" Drake snarled his energy biting our skin like angry ants.

"He is mine Bat prince, he is Williams and everything William¡¯s is mine.¡± she said.

"Get out of him or else." he threatened.

I laughed "Or you'll do what shoot him?"

"If that is what it takes to stop you yes." he said.

"Drop your gun." she ordered and he dropped the gun, "Feel my wrath." I said and she pushed power into him.

He fell to the floor writhing in pain.

Anita fired a warning shot at me it missed me by a fraction "Let him go." she said.

"Necromancer when last we met I underestimated you, I tried using your rage against you but that failed, lets try his power." I said.

I shot power into her calling her beasts. She like Drake began to writhe on the ground in agony.

The vampires raised their guns "I wouldn't do that, kill me and she'll die. I don't want you dead necromancer I need you alive, I must prepare the army." I said raising my hands skyward.

"What are you doing?" One of the vampires demanded.

"I will use him, I will use the boy to call every shifter in St. Louise to me, with him I shall make an army of shifters and we will bath our enemies in blood!" I said.

I felt her shoving power into me, expanding my call. What was wrong with her she made no sense what so ever.
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"William help" I called.

I felt his power blow forth like a gust of wind, "She is in the grips of blood lust, and we must stop her before she gets carried away!"

"Stop her!" I shouted. I felt the call begin to expand. The Bats who kept their forms
were looking from Drake to me. Their hearts told them to take orders from him, but their beasts were feeling the call.

"She is my Sour de sang I will have little power against her." He said desperately.
"Then distract her, I have a plan." I said.

I felt him push his power against hers "You dare try to stop me!" she screamed in rage.
"Mistress please you are not yourself, you are in another Sour de sang¡¯s territory if you do this you brake the law!" he said trying to pacify her.

While he was busy with her I did the only thing I could think of I let all my shields down. My power came forth it took the shape of a Dragon. In my mind there was me and William and on the other the Dragon, her power in the Form of a serpentine dragon, Williams¡¯s power took the form of a great canine. She screamed in rage at our defiance and attacked, William was immediately defeated he could not stand against even if she wasn¡¯t the fountain of his bloodline, what hope was there for me?

Our dragon¡¯s wrapped around each other biting and clawing. And for the first time ever my power was losing the battle. I could feel every bite and slash; I focused all my power into fighting. But it was no use; she was too old, too powerful. I tried draining her of her power but there was too much. I needed to simply expel her that¡¯s all.
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I opened my eyes and looked at Drake him and Anita were no longer writhing "A CROSS!" I screamed.

They all came forth "Stay back!" Anita shouted to the vamps.

Drake took my hand in his and Anita pulled a silver cross from her pocket and put it on me. There was a blinding flash of light and I reentered my mind.
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The Dragon was faltering; the power of my faith combined with the cross was slowing her down. I realized I was no longer alone Drake was there now his beast was a great black bat and it joined the battle.

"So you marked him?" the Dragon seethed.

I didn't know what she meant but I continued to fight I was still losing the battle, Drake and the cross just slowed things down if this kept up the power would kill me and him. My power had little effect on vampires they were dead, mine dealt with the living. I needed something that dealt with the dead.
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I opened my eyes and looked into Anita's "Help me." I whispered.

I rubbed the blood on my body on my lips she understood, she grabbed my face and kissed me, she liked the blood from my lips and back in my head we were.
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She was there with me and Drake, Drake was done him and William was panting for breath. Anita's beast spilled around us but it was not them we needed it was necromancy.
¡°We must cast her out.¡± I said to Anita.

¡°The last time she pulled this I had to use the Ardeur to cast her out.¡± Anita said her beasts all circled around her protecting her from the Dragon.

¡°The Ardeur?¡± I asked.

¡°She feeds on violence. Anger and rage are what she feeds on like how Jean-Claude and I feed on lust. She draws power from it.¡± Anita said.

¡°Shit that means while everyone was fighting she was probably absorbing the power it gave off.¡± I said.

¡°The Dragon stood before us. She was no longer in her red Kimono, now she wore armor; it clung to her frame perfectly. Behind her, her power in the shape of a Dragon stood poised ready.

¡°What is she waiting for?¡± I asked.

¡°She is waiting for us to make the first move.¡± William said ¡°All these years in isolation put her blood lust into dormancy. But the Dragon could smell a battle a year away; I think the smell of a coming war has awakened that blood lust. That and your power over life have stirred her cold heart.¡± He said.

¡°And now the psycho bitch plans to use Dave¡¯s power to cause the shifters to attack the humans, can you imagine what would happen if all those shifters attacked the city? Think not of the deaths or the numbers turned, but of what it would do to the relations between shifters and humans. You could kiss your coalition good-bye because it would be open season for all shifters all over the U.S.A.¡± Drake said.

¡°My god.¡± Anita said eyes wide.

¡°We have to stop her.¡± I said.

¡°You must regain control of your power first Dave.¡± William said.

¡°What do you mean? It¡¯s right here.¡± I said pointing to my power in its Dragon form. It¡¯s scales where black but it had a golden sheen to it.

¡°Make no mistake; The Dragon has usurped some control. It serves two masters now.¡± William said darkly.

¡°I can feel her increasing the field, that¡¯s why she hasn¡¯t attacked, she is focusing. Fighting us distracts her. We have to hurry and get her out.¡± I said.

¡°First we need to get your power back under your control.¡± William said walking over to me. ¡°The Dragon is able to take control of your power so easily because you haven¡¯t been cleansing your chakra centers. If we purify them then it will come back under your control.¡± He said.

¡°How long will that take?¡± I asked.

¡°Normally it takes hours to days depending on the amount of containment.¡± He said.
¡°We don¡¯t have that time.¡± I said.

¡°No but if we use the marks I can do it.¡± He said.

¡°Like what me, Jean-Claude, and Richard did?¡± Anita asked.

¡°Yes.¡± He said.

¡°But that could have side effects.¡± She said.

¡°It always has side effects.¡± He said.

¡°What side effects?¡± I asked.

¡°To merge the marks is like sharing your soul with him, you will exchange not only power but personalities as well.¡± Anita said.

¡°Will I still be me?¡± I asked.

¡°Yes but you may gain some of Williams traits.¡± She said.

I didn¡¯t want to do it then. My mind was my own as well as my soul. My only choices were to say fuck it and find another way. But the other option was to possibly risk what I am. But at the cost of many lives¡my choice was clear. ¡°Do it.¡± I said ¡°Well deal with the consequences later.¡±

¡°She may attack, do you two think you can by us time?¡± William asked Drake and Anita.
¡°Leave it to me.¡± Drake said.

¡°Are you nuts?¡± I said.

¡°No, but this bitch is pissing me off, and I¡¯m not a Dragon, I¡¯m a Bat.¡± He said with a smile.

¡°But she is using my power.¡± I said.

¡°I have a few tricks up my sleeve.¡± Drake smiled coldly, ¡°Necromancer you think you can use your power to help me against her?¡±

¡°You think you have the balls to go up against her bat boy?¡± Anita asked with a smile.
¡°Let¡¯s do this.¡± He smiled.

Him and Anita struck as one. Anita used her power over the dead against the Dragon. Her beasts struck against her clawing and ripping. Then Drake came; he unleashed his power on her. I smelled the dampness of the cave, cold air, and darkness. Suddenly the sound of shrieks and the flapping of wings were heard. Soon the sky was filled with the images of bats.

¡°What the hell are those?¡± I asked.

¡°Drake¡¯s Predecessors.¡± William said ¡°In Bat Culture the only way to take over another Bat clan is for the previous ruler to die, or be killed by the successor. There like the Munin for the wolves.¡±

¡°There must be dozens of them.¡± I marveled.

¡°Yes and their helping Drake fight, clever boy you snagged there, now while she is distracted.¡± He said. He placed his hands on my forehead and heart ¡°Mirror me.¡± He said and I copied him. ¡°Now let me in.¡± He said his eye¡¯s blazing blue with suns.

What happened next could only be described as an explosion of power. I felt him and me, and I felt myself in him. It felt like after you have a stressful day you find a way to relive yourself of that pressure. I felt my power shrug off an invisible weight. I slithered next to me and gently nudged me. ¡°What¡¯s up?¡± I asked petting its face.

¡°It is done.¡± William said.

¡°NO!¡± The Dragon roared. ¡°You think you have won? I am The Dragon!¡± She roared.
A blast of frigid power and we were all knocked back by it. The Dragon extended her hands and suddenly I screamed in pain. Cuts had appeared all along my body, and the same thing had happened to the others.

¡°I will mark him as mine William, and then I will kill you and claim him for myself.¡± She snarled her eyes mad for power.

She was too strong. Too strong to be ejected, I prayed for a miracle to happen. But then I remembered god helps those who help themselves.

¡°Get out!¡± I hollered at her. I used my power to take energy from the shifters in the real world. It was the night of the full moon. The shifters where in the zenith of their power and so was I. I took their power into me and with every ounce of power I struck her. My power surged forward and slammed into her stunning her. But like I said my power dealt with the living and all though she could call Dragons she was too much for me alone.

¡°David!¡± Anita called.

I felt Anita's power it was like a cold wind coming from her my power sensed the cold chill and it shuddered. Not in pain but pleasure. It welcomed the cold, the cold made it whole. Our powers combined we attacked the Dragon and she stood little chance. I grabbed her hand and the moment we touched the power became stronger.

A great cool wind from her and a great warm one from me we looked in each others eye's hers black with stars, mine blue with suns. How to describe what happened? What happens when the burning meets the frigid? What happens when the warmth of the sun meets the coldness of space? We focused our power on the Dragon and together we cast her out.
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I woke up with Anita still kissing me. The cross wasn't glowing, I pulled away breathing heavily. Me and Anita where covered in blood. There where cuts across both of our body¡¯s, there is a power some master vampires can do. It¡¯s called drawing blood from a distance, if a persons aura is strong enough a vampire can actually cut a person with out physically touching them.

Drake held me in his arms soothing me; he too was covered in blood and scratches. I was pretty sure William was also covered in marks all those miles in Pittsburgh "Is she gone?" I asked Anita.

"For now yes, you ok?" she asked.

I looked around the animals were all staring at us, the vampires to, they stared at us some with shocked looks others fearful. I looked at the body¡¯s that littered the ground, the blood that soaked the ground. I remembered the thrill of the battle, the taste of blood, the smell of death. I remembered the faces of those I had killed tonight. But most of all I remembered the power of the Dragon and how much I missed it.

"No." I sobbed "I'm not."

I cried, all I did was cry, and Drake hugged me trying to soothe me, Anita looked at me with a sad expression and hugged me too. There was no flare of power just the warm comforting embrace of those trying to help me keep it together. The other animals sensed my sorrow and began to crowd around us licking and rubbing me.
I had left home to avoid becoming one of the monsters, so much for that plan.
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Jeremy was ok, he would have scars of course but he would live. When he learned what happened he tried to give me three whole months of work with pay. I told him no. I needed to get out into the world, just laying around the circus wasn't going to help me, the good news we figured out a new name for the bar 'Call of the Wild'. Like the book.

The Dragon contacted William and apologized, it has been a long time since her blood lust has flowed and she lost herself, all he could do was accept, she was still a member of the council and his soure de sang. She is still planning to come visit William and William still wants me to be there when she comes. Apparently she wants to apologize I think she just wants to screw around with me some more. To her I was a powerful weapon, she would not let me go or leave me alone.

Drake and I are sleeping together, the girls too. We may not be having sex but after the incident it made me realize that I need Drake now more than ever. The girls were all supportive; we all cuddled together in either Drake¡¯s room or mine. Some nights we would repeat that night when my power went wild and I would bring them with my power. I'm still hoping to wait till I¡¯m married before I have any kind of sex, but with my constant use of my power as a sex toy, and Victoria's constantly saying she would be happy to fix my problem. Well we'll see.

The Alpha's heard what happened and all went ape shit, when they learned I almost caused the greatest catastrophe for shifters they wanted my head on a silver platter, apparently Narcissus let it slip that it was possible for shifters to gain power through me after that they decided to try and see if I can make there clans stronger. I¡¯m not to happy about that but its better then being dead. When the weaker clans learned I could make them stronger they where more then happy to let me live. I have been spending many hours with the weaker members of their groups, nothing happened yet. Someone actually suggested I have sex with the weaker ones. Anita threatened to castrate any one who even thought about it. So for now I am to visit the clans on scheduled visits to see if my ability will gain them any power.

Speaking of Narcissus I¡¯m still working on a way of curing Andromeda, he even came to the circus to let Andromeda play with me, I guess she has really taken a liking to me, I got her a little teddy bear which she soon tore to pieces, if Narcissus says one more thing about me being a big brother I¡¯ll flip.

Anita is making me see Gwen, I didn't think I needed to but Anita had been adamant. I'm glad I listened to her Gwen has been a great help, I tell her everything my nightmares, my fears, even my unique relationship with Drake and the girls. Anita has invited me into her house, she thinks and Micah and Gwen agree it would be better for me to live above ground. I'm considering it how many people live with their hero?

The Crusaders have been quiet but I know they'll be back one day. I wake up at night sweating and scared, Drake wraps his arms around me and kisses my neck to sooth me, the girls wrap around us like a great big fleshy cocoon. When I try to get back to sleep held in his arms I think of the future. I was supposed to keep my head down and stay quiet. Even with William trying his damndest to keep the rumor mill in Pittsburgh quiet it's only a matter of time before The Black Forest clan hears whispers of a boy who can call all animals, and then they'll come for me. I know there will be a fight if they do, but I don't know if I can fight against my own family I really don't know.

Me and Drake haven¡¯t talked about the whole him having a crush a Phillip. I know we have to because I haven¡¯t forgotten about it. But after the incident I just haven¡¯t the heart to care. The thought of Drake not being there to soothe me back to sleep when I have a nightmare scares me. My power has been really quiet. It¡¯s still there I can feed it. But ever since me and William have fused the marks it has been more corporative then ever. William says it¡¯s because my chakra centers where cleaned up, but I¡¯m sure the damn thing will act up sooner or later, but from now I will enjoy the peace.

I have gotten a new job, I still work at the bar but I now also work at the lunatic caf¨¦ which is like the bar, only it¡¯s a caf¨¦/diner. It is located near the university campus so we get a lot of students. The shifters like to use it as a meeting place so we get a lot of shifter¡¯s, I like working there. Very quiet, and it¡¯s nice to hang out with kids near my age.
Micah still offers me to work at the coalition HQ but I¡¯m not read to get that involved with Shifters yet. My power is being very obedient right now and I don¡¯t want to wake it up.

Speaking of powers I found out that before the Dragon gave me her power to increase my calling radius the shifters were already on their way. They said they had felt a power call to them that drew them to my location. While they were on their way they felt my call and thought it was me trying to call for help again.

Someone called the shifters to where the Crusaders were keeping me. Someone had enough juice to force a large amount of shifters to drop what they were doing and go to where I was kept, and to keep them from phasing on the night of a full moon.
Something tells me that this power is still out there, watching, and waiting. Waiting for what? I don¡¯t know. But sometimes I think the power is closer then I dare think.

Fusedtwilight: Well that¡¯s that. I will have the sequel Call of the wild: Tame and tamer up in a few days. Lots of stuff happens in that. Please review.
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