Changing Patterns

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Cora nods more smoothly as she shrugs her brothers hand off, his brow contorted in confusion as stiles scoffs and looks between the many woman in the group. "Wow we really need to get back to movie nights an- Ahhh- holy shit!!" Stiles is cut off by his own yell as Cora leaps across the space between herself and Erica, landing in the other girls arms as she grips tightly to Cora's forearms and spins. Cora spirals through the air and tackles the two vampires besides stiles. Taking claws to skin and shattering Samuel's neck before being kicked in the stomach and thrown back with a roar.

The she-wolf falls to all fours and uses her claws to dig into wood and stop her from sliding. Instantly pulling stiles from his spot covering his head and peeking out between arms from the floor. Stiles stumbled behind a know standing Cora as Scott takes the hint and twists his holders ankle, the vampire screeches and falls back, his glass like foot still in Scott's hands as he jumps to his feet before tossing aside the lost limb. The vampire hissed as yells across the room toward the healing man fill the room and echo with worry.

"Cannon!!" The woman grips into Allison's shoulders and throws her forward, spinning toward cannon and hissing at Scott despite the vampires entire foot growing back from the inside out. The bone, then muscle, veins and arteries, glass like blood, and finally skin.

"Ceria. I'll heal. The fucking Sanctor!" Cannon shoots back as he points his black filled and red eyes toward Scott, fangs growing before completely pausing to claws splitting through his chest.

Jackson twists his wrists in the vampires chest, and curls his fingers in; feeling the insides, cold, sharp, and wrong, before jerking back his fists. Completely clean and against his chest.

"There's more then just a few of us asshole." Ethan growls from the front door with Liam by his side. Peter emerging from the shadows of the hall way and half shifting into a blue eyed werewolf.

    Boyd and Malia drop from the second floor landing in either side of the leader and trapping him in a half circle of werewolf's. While Kira slashes her blade under the back of Natasha's knee and kicks her forward in a heap of yelling. Her fangs and sharpened nails flashing in the morning light. The fox rounds Natasha and rushes into the living room to cut free the humans of the pack. Arms zip tied to their backs and tossed aside in the room. As soon as Allison gets free she tosses her hands to her jacket zipper and zips it up in a hurry. She joins the front line between the vampires and stiles as Erica and Scott follow the back, much to Stiles's disagreement with the whole -protect-the-poor-useless-one- thing.

    Cannon hissed loudly, his back crunching and attempting to heal the inner damage Jackson had done. Who them slams his foot to the back of his legs and moves to Derek's side. Despite the situation, Derek smiles lightly with a proud hint at his packs well working. Derek kicks aside glass and stands with a roar, his shoulder already healed as he moves to attack Ceria, instead Cannon cutting him off feet from the brunette woman and gripping his neck. Cannon raises Derek off his feet and quickly slams him down head first into the floor. The werewolf roars and bites into Cannons forearm, the vampire pulls back to reveal a large divot in his arm. Cannon shoots down, pressing his knee into Derek's neck and raising a fist. He only gets three speeding hits breaking the alphas jaw before Jackson tackles him to the floor with a roar.

Jackson pins the vampire and whips out his tail, slashing it down and capturing the vampires arm. The Kanima jumps back after landing his assault and is met with the same move cannon had laid on Derek. Raising the younger and bringing him head down onto the floor before running from the living room to Natasha's side and falling to his knee besides her to place a steady hand on her back.

    "Your alright sis." He whispers comfortingly in her ear as he helps her up. Celia backs up, earning slashes to the back as she gets to close to the Sanctor protecting wolves.

   "We'll leave. But we will have to speak, at some point." King raises his fingers and snaps. The motion gathered each healing members attention to which they grinned and ran from the house, their sight being a blur as they rushed out.

    The last was Samuel. Holding together his neck and falling as he stood. The vampire looked over the pack from his spot against the doorframe, wheezing and hissing, his eyes glowed their rust red and the whites filled with black. Stiles leveled a glare at the man and let him spill a silence shattering hiss into the air, the wolves ears ringing as the sound emitted through the room. Scott behind over to cover his ears and Malia howled at the sound in anger. She rushed forward from her place kicked the vampire in the back, sending him tumbling through the doorway and down the steps. In the dirt Samuel wheezed and coughed until he was able to stand snd leap into the tree brush without a second look back.

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