The New Girl //COMPLETED//

Chapter 14//The hunters

"You're gonna pay for that. I don't care that you're Ella's friend.".

Then just like lightening Kyle is zipping over to us. But just before he can reach a stunned Ashley and rip her throat out, I have stepped in front of her and raised my hand, pointing my palm at Kyle. The crowds gasp as I raise him into the air. 

"You listen to me Kyle Flores and you listen good. You are going to leave my friends and I alone and let me leave the school without a fuss. Of course I could always make you forget me, but I thought I'd be nice and give you a choice. Don't make me regret mine".

He looks at me confused.

"How can you make me forget?"

I grin, "That's a story for another time.... or never".

He scowls at me.

Then i continue since he refuses to respond.

"What I'm looking for is 'Yes Ella, of course Ella. You are the greatest Ella!', or something along those lines."

But before he can respond, Saskia speaks.

"Um Ella?"

I turn to her.

"Yes?", my hand still pointing at Kyle.

"It's midnight..."

I turn back to Kyle and drop him just as he spots the  fear in my eyes. When he looks back up to me, I can see the concern on his face, replacing his predatory instincts.

"The hunters.... they're here".

I quickly turn to the crowds and I'm about to scream 'run', when a high pitched noise pierces my ear drums. I feel it eating away at my brain until I can't stand any more. I hear Kyle running over to me as I fall. He catches me just before I hit the ground.

The high pitched sound increases it's volume and I can't take it anymore, the pain is unbearable. A pain filled shriek echoes through the courtyard. I look for the source until I realise it was me. I raise my hands to my ears in an attempt to block it out but nothing works, the noise continues to eat away at my consciousness until I feel myself drifting away. The last think I see is 5 men in black cloaks knocking Kyle out.

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My mind is filled with darkness. I have no dreams of happiness or of sorrow. All there is is nothing...

Finally a blinding light pierces the darkness as my eyelids flutter open.

I struggle to find feeling in my hands until I realise that I am suspended above ground, hanging from what seems to be a set of monkey bars, rope encircling my wrists, cutting off circulation. 

"Ella?" a voice echoes through my ears, causing me to wince. As my vision clears I see that I am in a large gym and Kyle and about 20 edge water werewolves are tied up on the floor among stacks of weights. I see Kyle looking at me with worry clouding his gorgeous eyes. He must have been the one who spoke.

I groan at the pain from my wrists and head.

"What the hell happened?"

Kyle looks down.

"Kyle?" I ask again, my worry increasing.

He gulps.

"The hunters attacked the school. They used some sort of frequency that made you faint and then they knocked me out. As far as I've heard the rest of the students are being kept in the school gym. But they took everyone in my pack and locked us in here with you."

I looked around and recognised the faces of Kyle's werewolves. Anger fills every part of my body up to my wrists, since my hands have become no man's land to any feeling. I am the reason that all of these innocent teenagers are hurt and I'm the reason that they're probably going to die.

I have to do something.

I try telekinesis, but by rendering my hands useless, the hunters have stopped me from using it. Then I try my weather control, but as soon as I reach my mind into the sky a sharp pain echoes through it. Deciding against doing it again I try my invisibility and mind control but they are just as useless.

Great. This is just perfect.

"What are they going to do to us?" the wolf next to Kyle asks.

But before I can respond, the hunter that cut me in the woods walks out of the shadows.

"I think the more important question is what we are going to do with her" he says grinning darkly. Now that I can look at him, with his ski mask I am even more frightened. Four wide scratches stretch across his face, distorting his features. I feel myself visibly gulp. But Kyle shows no such fear.

"I swear to the moon goddess, if you hurt her what so ever I will rip you apart limb from limb." Kyle growls.

The man smirks then continues as if Kyle hadn't spoken, "You see Ella, we have been following you since you were are child. You're powers are very unique. No other cross bread werewolf is any where near a strong or powerful as you are. Unfortunately, that also makes you dangerous, which is why we have to get you to give up your powers. You see my mistress does not wish for you to die yet so we are simply going to ask you nicely to return your gifts to the moon goddess.".

I'm stunned, "I can do that?".

"Oh yes. Now go ahead. The moon is full, you should be able to do it from here, then we'll let you and your friends go.", he says standing back.

"Don't do it Ella, they're just trying to use you. They'll kill all of us as soon as you let go of our advantage. They're werewolf hunters, there's no way they'd leave us here unharmed."Kyle says

I look back to the hunter and see him frowning. So it's true...

"Go to hell". I spit at him.

A smirk lifts his face.

"I was hoping you'd say that".

All at once he has left the room and a taller muscular man is now standing in front of me with a tray of..... instruments. I see a variation of knifes, saws, scalpels and other odd looking medical equipment.

He smirks at me then raises a small, sharp knife to my stomach, that is without coverage since I'm still wearing my party clothes.

"NO!! DON'T YOU LAY A HAND ON HER!!"Kyle bellows.

He is ripped and tearing at his binds that tie him to a tall pole. All of his attempts are in vain though, as he is tied down firmly. My eyes widen as the man moves closer. 

Then as he begins to torture me, the first of many blood-curdling screams erupts from my throat as Kyle thrashes against his binds until his wrists are bloody...