The Lycans cure

Chapter 1

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!" I seethe, my voice thunderous over the screams and growls, the malicious snapping of bone crunching jaws. My fist colliding with flesh, bursting straight through the body and out the other side.

"YOU KNOW WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT!" Angel snarls back, his voice echoing over the war zone. I hear him ripping apart another rogues body.

Hands wrap around my throat and I slam my head off the persons skull holding me, the foul smelling creature immediately dropping me as his skull caves in under mine. Swiping my fingers across his throat I take his life, and as his body hits the ground another five rogues jump on me.

"IT WASN'T MY FAULT! YOU KNOW I CANT RESIST THEM WHEN THEY'RE BEGGING!" I scream back at him, anger coursing through my body as the rogues rudely and continuously interrupt our conversation.

"THATS NOT AN EXCUSE! I SWORE YOU WOULDN'T DO THAT TO ME! TO US!"

"NOW ISN'T THE TIME TO DISCUSS THIS!" Lucifer growls over the noise, faintly in the distance but we all hear him.

"SHUT UP!" We both roar back at my brother.

"I DIDN'T MEAN TO! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO APOLOGISE!?"

My hand lashes against a rogues face in rage, splitting open his flesh like water. His movements slow down as he whimpers in agony. Without any mercy or remorse I crush the rogues head under my bare foot, stomping down hard into its head. Blood and brain turn to mush instantly killing it.

"SORRY DOESN'T FIX WHAT YOU DID! YOU BETRAYED ME LANA!" He roars back.

The rogues begin to slowly stop coming, falling at the mercy of our hands or claws in Angels case. None of us bothered by the fact that were dripping in rogues disgusting metallic blood, or that the earth is angry of the blood it soaks up hence the storm coming.

"IT WAS A ONE TIME THING! IT DIDN'T MEAN ANYTHING! I DIDN'T MEAN TO HURT YOU!" I shout back in exasperation, still irritated with Angel as he's taking this way out of proportion.

"YOU CHEATED!?" Black shouts in shock, not at all expecting that.

With a hiss I rip two rogues throats out, one in each hand. Angry that Black is getting involved.

I'd barely broken a sweat when I realise all the rogues are dead, no longer pouring from the trees. For us they're no problem, easy to handle. However we should be worried about why they're banding together like they are. They planned this attack, a full scale rogue attack they just didn't expect us to be here.

Looking over at my brothers now staring at me in shock, I turn my glare to Angel. Not saying a word I snap my fingers, my body instantly vanishing from their sight.

My feet land in the bathroom of our home, blood dripping down onto the tiles. I begin stripping off the red stained sports bra that was once white, along with the black booty shorts that Angel insisted I cover with actual shorts. Something about not wanting people to see his ass, which is technically mine as it's my body.

Taking my hair down from the bun I'd put it in I let it loose, and massage my scalp lightly as I step behind the sheet of glass and turn on the shower. The blood runs off my body turning the water around my feet a deep red colour, the dirt washing away with it as I scrub my body with the sponge. Grabbing the body wash I squirt a load onto the sponge and begin scrubbing, washing away all and any bits of blood or dirt left behind. I do the same with my hair, double washing it to ensure it's clean.

And then I snap my fingers.

"-an Oreo." He finishes whatever he was saying to my brothers, however when he realises he's no longer there he lets out a deep menacing growl.