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[#299] On Her Side. (Dire Bound - Sable Sorensen)
Theme Prompt: #299 Uprising
Title: On Her Side.
Fandom: Dire Bound - Sable Sorensen
Rating/Warnings: (Language, violence, mature content, spoilers?) Threats of violence, minor violence.
Bonus: (Yes/No - did you meet the bonus goal for this challenge?) Yes
Word Count: 962
Summary: Meryn Cooper might very well have rather stood on a hornets nest instead of provoking Jonah, and thus earning the wrath of the Daemos pack. But their dangerous and not to mention handsome Alpha Stark might be on her side. It's hard to tell really. She hopes he is though as he might be the key to her surviving.
Being cornered by members of another pack was not on Meryn Cooper's check list for the day. But here she was. How could she have been so stupid as to walk the corridors on her own at night. Looking for her sister, that’s what she’d been doing, trying to find secret exits so she could get to Anassa and go to the front.
Her midnight jaunt had only ended in her being surrounded by her enemies.
Jonah, their de facto leader was sauntering up to her, while the rest hemmed her in from all sides. For Meryn doing something against them now would be a very, very bad idea. There were just too many of them for her to take on.
“How do we get rid of you?” Jonah whispered nastily in her ear, sending a shiver through her. Meryn tried to hold it in, she really did. But she was alone in the corridor. Well, aside from some of his Daemos packmates. “We could make it look like an accident.”
Her allies, Izabel and Venna, were nowhere to be seen, as were her packmates. Although she doubted any of her packmates would actually come to her aid if there was an altercation. The bonding trials were for culling of those who they deemed weak after all. There were rules that no one was to be killed outside the trials themselves, but they could get away with it in the here and now. No instructors or alphas or betas were around. There was no one to help her aside from herself.
“Maybe we should do it now. In. This. Very. Corridor,” Jonah steps forward, even more into her space. His body is almost touching hers.
And all Meryn wants to do is fight back. All she wants to do is kick out, drop and twist. That’s all she had to do to wipe the smug look from his face. She was sure she could do that much at least. Could she take on the three others from his pack after? That was the question. And the answer was probably not. But she’d damn well try.
“Perhaps we can draw it out,” Jonah said in her ear. “Make it more enjoyable for us.”
She snapped then, her motionless form, her meek demeanour changing to that of a wolf in a second. It felt like something opened up. A connection of sorts. One which made her senses light up. Her vision honed in on Jonah’s miniscule movements and she struck at him with brutal efficiency.
Jonah did not know what hit him. Only that he was on the floor in the next moment.
The Daemos packmates who were behind him rallied against her. But she was one with her wolf. She was the embodiment of Anassa. Meryn danced around them, trading blows with them. Hits landed on the others, but they were prepared so they were only glancing.
Despite her ferocity she was losing. The numbers were just not in her favour.
And Jonah was rising, up off the ground. And then she was in a bind. Held by two of his lackeys while he slowly advanced on her.
“You’re in for it now. And have been since you hit me on the mountain.”
Jonah drew back his fist and–
A wave of pure power rushed past her. Everything and everyone went flying past her. It felt like death.
It was only her that fell to the ground where she was. Everyone else impacted the walls around the room, some ending up six feet away from where they started.
Her eyes were drawn to the waves' origins.
And there he was.
Stark Therion.
The Daemos pack Alpha.
No wonder why he’d reached Alpha status, she’d never felt anything that even came close to the power that had just emitted from him. Not even during any of the training sessions or combat trials.
He was raw power incarnate.
And he had protected her. And only her.
The crumpled bodies around her moaned in pain making her eyes leave his to dart around her. Damn it all. She’d just found herself lost in his eyes whilst surrounded by enemies. Meryn needed to sort out her priorities. Survival first. Men second.
Stark’s voice rang out with authority, “Need I remind you of the rules. You are only allowed to kill a bonded during a trial and not in the dorms or in the corridors leading to the dorms. Do not make the Daemos pack look weak. Now get back to the Daemos pack dorm before I personally punish each and everyone of you.”
Meryn gulped. Stark was really rather frightening even if he had saved her ass.
The Daemos pack members, and Jonah, who glared at her vehemently, went on their way as Stark held his ground.
Once all the Daemos pack members were out of sight, and the sounds of them groaning lessened to nothingness, Meryn thanked him by nodding her head once.
Still on the ground, he held his gloved hand out to her. Meryn took it, and she could feel the strength in him as he pulled her up.
Unexpectedly he did not let go right away. Stark looked at her a few moments, scrutinising. “You’d best watch yourself in the next trial, Cooper. Make sure you know who your allies are when the time comes.”
Then he turned and left. Leaving her to scamper back off to the Strategos pack dorms, alone, but was he only warning her as his pack are coming for her or was he going to be on her side?
All Meryn knew for certain was that she had to plan for the worst, and hope against all hope that he was on her side when the time came.
Title: On Her Side.
Fandom: Dire Bound - Sable Sorensen
Rating/Warnings: (Language, violence, mature content, spoilers?) Threats of violence, minor violence.
Bonus: (Yes/No - did you meet the bonus goal for this challenge?) Yes
Word Count: 962
Summary: Meryn Cooper might very well have rather stood on a hornets nest instead of provoking Jonah, and thus earning the wrath of the Daemos pack. But their dangerous and not to mention handsome Alpha Stark might be on her side. It's hard to tell really. She hopes he is though as he might be the key to her surviving.
Being cornered by members of another pack was not on Meryn Cooper's check list for the day. But here she was. How could she have been so stupid as to walk the corridors on her own at night. Looking for her sister, that’s what she’d been doing, trying to find secret exits so she could get to Anassa and go to the front.
Her midnight jaunt had only ended in her being surrounded by her enemies.
Jonah, their de facto leader was sauntering up to her, while the rest hemmed her in from all sides. For Meryn doing something against them now would be a very, very bad idea. There were just too many of them for her to take on.
“How do we get rid of you?” Jonah whispered nastily in her ear, sending a shiver through her. Meryn tried to hold it in, she really did. But she was alone in the corridor. Well, aside from some of his Daemos packmates. “We could make it look like an accident.”
Her allies, Izabel and Venna, were nowhere to be seen, as were her packmates. Although she doubted any of her packmates would actually come to her aid if there was an altercation. The bonding trials were for culling of those who they deemed weak after all. There were rules that no one was to be killed outside the trials themselves, but they could get away with it in the here and now. No instructors or alphas or betas were around. There was no one to help her aside from herself.
“Maybe we should do it now. In. This. Very. Corridor,” Jonah steps forward, even more into her space. His body is almost touching hers.
And all Meryn wants to do is fight back. All she wants to do is kick out, drop and twist. That’s all she had to do to wipe the smug look from his face. She was sure she could do that much at least. Could she take on the three others from his pack after? That was the question. And the answer was probably not. But she’d damn well try.
“Perhaps we can draw it out,” Jonah said in her ear. “Make it more enjoyable for us.”
She snapped then, her motionless form, her meek demeanour changing to that of a wolf in a second. It felt like something opened up. A connection of sorts. One which made her senses light up. Her vision honed in on Jonah’s miniscule movements and she struck at him with brutal efficiency.
Jonah did not know what hit him. Only that he was on the floor in the next moment.
The Daemos packmates who were behind him rallied against her. But she was one with her wolf. She was the embodiment of Anassa. Meryn danced around them, trading blows with them. Hits landed on the others, but they were prepared so they were only glancing.
Despite her ferocity she was losing. The numbers were just not in her favour.
And Jonah was rising, up off the ground. And then she was in a bind. Held by two of his lackeys while he slowly advanced on her.
“You’re in for it now. And have been since you hit me on the mountain.”
Jonah drew back his fist and–
A wave of pure power rushed past her. Everything and everyone went flying past her. It felt like death.
It was only her that fell to the ground where she was. Everyone else impacted the walls around the room, some ending up six feet away from where they started.
Her eyes were drawn to the waves' origins.
And there he was.
Stark Therion.
The Daemos pack Alpha.
No wonder why he’d reached Alpha status, she’d never felt anything that even came close to the power that had just emitted from him. Not even during any of the training sessions or combat trials.
He was raw power incarnate.
And he had protected her. And only her.
The crumpled bodies around her moaned in pain making her eyes leave his to dart around her. Damn it all. She’d just found herself lost in his eyes whilst surrounded by enemies. Meryn needed to sort out her priorities. Survival first. Men second.
Stark’s voice rang out with authority, “Need I remind you of the rules. You are only allowed to kill a bonded during a trial and not in the dorms or in the corridors leading to the dorms. Do not make the Daemos pack look weak. Now get back to the Daemos pack dorm before I personally punish each and everyone of you.”
Meryn gulped. Stark was really rather frightening even if he had saved her ass.
The Daemos pack members, and Jonah, who glared at her vehemently, went on their way as Stark held his ground.
Once all the Daemos pack members were out of sight, and the sounds of them groaning lessened to nothingness, Meryn thanked him by nodding her head once.
Still on the ground, he held his gloved hand out to her. Meryn took it, and she could feel the strength in him as he pulled her up.
Unexpectedly he did not let go right away. Stark looked at her a few moments, scrutinising. “You’d best watch yourself in the next trial, Cooper. Make sure you know who your allies are when the time comes.”
Then he turned and left. Leaving her to scamper back off to the Strategos pack dorms, alone, but was he only warning her as his pack are coming for her or was he going to be on her side?
All Meryn knew for certain was that she had to plan for the worst, and hope against all hope that he was on her side when the time came.