The Different Ship

Back in the cabin, away from the chaos Rune had got dressed and tried with all of her might to push and pull on the door. Her efforts ended in her stumbling back and landing on her behind, her fist smacking the ground as she let out a loud frustrated cry. She listened to what was going on out on the deck, screams and cries of her crew as blood was spilled, innocent blood in a sense. This was all her fault.

“Damn you leech if anyone is going to kill you it’s going to be me!” she said standing to her feet once more and kicking the door hard enough to jar the lock. It clattered to the ground as the door creaked open she stopped to look at it for a minute then hastily gathered her swords and ran out.

Upon running out to the deck she could barely tell anything will all of the fighting going on, also adding in the blinding rain. Her eyes trekked across the deck to find Azhar or even hope to. She then heard it, the most heart wrenching thing that had ever came over her senses which was Azhar cry out in pain. She didn’t waste any time. In a hurried gesture she made her way to the top of the wheelhouse’s roof. She spotted him right as Matchy’s blade shoved into his chest bringing him to his knees. A mix of emotions flooded her head, her heart, and her senses. She shook herself from it all and shot over to the crow’s nest ladder not even thinking at this point in time. She placed the blade in her mouth and climbed the rope ladder. Fear of heights and falling was the least of her worries right now as she reached the top. The only things she cared about were saving Azhar and her ship from being mutilated by this unruly man.

Grabbing a rope attached between the main and the second mast she pulled the blade from her mouth and slashed it and she jumped down to swing to his rescue. Her hair flying behind her as a glare fell over her face. The blade almost touching Azhar’s neck, nicking him slightly, Rune jumped down landing over him and shoving Galahad’s blade up and away from Azhar and stood there blocking him from further harm. Her glare unnerving as she stared Galahad down, the sky broke more causing him to let out laugh. The moon was still covered but the sky showing more; soon the moon will show and give him and his crew full power.

“What ya doin lil lass, ya saving tha damn leech? Ya know what ya are right, ya tha same as me ya damn harpy!” he cried out swinging his blade down on his potential mate. She then returned his swing with a block of her own shoving him back more onto the deck and stepping over Azhar. No hesitation was given when she mercilessly swung blows at him; one after another he blocked them.

“Oh are you so sure about that you mutt? Last time I checked I was still a damn human! I am nothing like you, I am nothing like them. I am Rune and that is all I will be. You had better get off my ship before I make you regret ever waking up!” she cried out lifting her foot to kick him back causing him to stumble. Azhar watched as he laid there in complete shock. He managed to pull himself off the ground to his knees before yanking the blade from his chest letting out a loud pained filled groan. It clattered to the ground as he dropped; this helped the hole begin to heal slowly.

“Rune did I not tell you to stay in the damn cabin woman, I locked out in there how the hell did you even get out!” he cried out to her in a mix of anger and worry. Galahad regained his balance and slung is blade at her again she ducked and growled not taking her eyes off him. Galahad was more than angry she wasn’t a wolf, he howled out in anger as he gripped his sword harder swinging it faster.

“Azhar, you are serious? You are injured and you are more worried about how the hell I got out. Think about what you mentioned early, but it doesn’t fucking matter right now what does matter you damn leech, is getting our ship back. So back the fuck up and shut up and let me do this!” she snapped out as their blades collided again. Rune was strong but her stamina was failing her. It didn’t help she was fighting a werewolf, not only that, but one fueled but the moon.

“What tha hell do ya mean ya didn’t change ya little bitch! He gon kill you sooner or later ya know that! I promised you life!” Galahad cried out getting more enraged at the fact she wasn’t on his side.

“Because a life with you isn’t worth living I would rather be dead than by your fucking side! I am loyal to one man and that is him. Now just fucking give in before it gets worse!” she screamed at him, her chest heaving. Her movements slowing as she struggled to keep up the pace. Raising her arms along with her blade exposing her chest, Galahad took the fatal blow and caught his blade across her across it. Rune froze and looked down in shock then he rammed his shoulder into her chest flinging her back into the main mast, splintering it. A loud pained shriek left her mouth and she lost her breath from such force. Galahad stalked over to her, grabbing her face and making her face him.

“If I cant have ya, no one can and I will make sure of that.” Galahad snapped as the moon went into full view allowing what was left of the crew to change along with Galahad who stepped back slightly. Loud snarls and the sounds of snapping and shifting bones filled the air. Azhar tried to stand to his feet but fell over, Rune opening one eye as blood spilled from gash on her chest and more dripping down her face from her head. She couldn’t move she was immobilized by the immense pain that overrode all of her senses. Her vision blurred as she coughed up more blood and let out a wheeze. Her vision fading in and out as her chest heaved watching Galahad change right in front of her.

“Arab, don’t let him touch the human girl!” Azhar screamed looking over at him as he began to change. It was much faster and he came out to be much larger than the others. He pounded his claws on the deck splintering it and letting out a ship rattling howl. He lunged over to tackle Galahad, getting him away from Rune. Teeth met skin as they began to tear into each other without hesitation. Galahad managed to get the upper hand and kick Arab off before letting out a howl to command the rest of the crew to go after him. They did and over powered Arab easily. One after another lunged at him, snarls and growls of the others where the only thing that cut through the thick, copper scented air.

The heap seemed to stop moving along with Arab. No one knew if he dead. Rune watched in horror but she was only able to muster a weak pitiful cry.

“A…r…a…b… n…o…” she said weakly reaching her arm out for him. Her heart broke this was her fault, the ship, Azhar, now Arab. Only if she had stayed put he would have been okay. Azhar’s reaction was no better, but it was even worse. Kneeling in shock as the heap of wolves lay on top of him, his mouth dropped and his eyes actually filled with tears.

“No… Arab you can’t…” he trailed off as another loud but even angrier animalistic growl came over the ship. The heap was then broken, flinging multiple wolves off into the water with yelps.

Arab stood to his feet bloodied and beaten, his body covered in bite marks and deep scratches, he was missing hunks of skin. He looked at Galahad and growled again.

“You… touched… the… human…” Arab managed to say almost inaudible, they could barely put it together. He held up one finger and wagged it at him before once again lunging at him. This time Galahad wasn’t ready and they rammed into the railing, breaking it with a loud snap as they both went overboard into the water sinking deep below the surface.