Exton

Pandora listens at the door...talking to Jack. 'There is someone coming, I would guess a wolf by the snuffling sounds". The door groaned.... "Only one"... Pandora said "well, maybe my spell on the door will hold him" .

A tremendous crash resounded against the door... it trembled and groaned; but it held fast, again and again the wolf launched itself... howls of frustration telling them the door was solid.

Finally his attempts stopped, but there was still doubt that he left. Everyone was sighing in relief when a solid thud hit the wall!... "He's trying to come through the wall" Jack yelled.  Pandora rushed across to him, "I don't think it will hold, what should we do?" Jack said.."I don't know, but we better think fast." Pandora paced a minute, then said to the group in general..."What if we surprise him and open the door and attack him? ...I could use any other volunteers that might be willing to fight." One of the shifters, a girl that was a cat, spoke up... "I... I will help." Pandora gave her a hug as she stood, and Patti spoke... "I've found a silver-plated dinner knife in the drawer, doesn't silver hurt them?"... "Yes,it does," replied the college girl as she gripped the knife in her fist.

Pandora whispered..."Are we ready?.. the rest of you stay hidden." Jack came forward with his shovel up and ready, Patti with her silver bullets in her gun was right behind him, the catgirl bringing up the rear.... Pandora had her dagger in an iron grip as she unlatched the door quietly and then threw it open just as the wolf hit the wall again.

Jack was first on him, the wolf was half crouched when the shovel came down making a deep gash in one shoulder... the cat was swift and darted in to puncture a hole in his stomach, pulling hard to keep her grip on the knife as she drew it out. Pandora was ready as he rose up and she was close enough to draw a deep gash with her dagger across his chest, blood began pouring from the wounds,but he was far from finished.

Jack hit him again with the shovel, straight down on the noggin with the side of the blade... another gash... pouring blood into the creatures eyes. As it wiped to free its sight, Patti put the first bullet in him ...she hit him in the shoulder, his one arm going limp, and he swung wildly with the other... the group evading him by mere inches in the narrow hallway. The little cat again darted in with her knife, planting it firmly in the were's thigh. He howled as it hit the bone, the silver bringing added pain as it spread . He grabbed at the girls hair as she attempted to leap back, eliciting a howl from her... Pandora stepped forward and with her dagger she struck across his wrist holding her hair... the dagger, gifted with her magick...cut clean through the wrist, the severed hand hitting the floor with a thud. The werewolf stood up,howling at the spurting blood, and Patti was able to aim a bullet right at his chest....she squeezed the trigger and the bullet knocked the wolf back as it hit. He started to weaken,his body language telling them he was finished... and they closed in for the kill... Jack raising the shovel repeatedly, Pandora stabbing at his chest with the dagger, and the little cat biting at his injured arm. Finally the blood loss was enough that he slumped to the floor against the wall and everyone stepped back... "Finish him ,Patti"..Jack said, and she came forward and put the remainder of her bullets into the area of his chest around his heart.

When they were sure he was dead,Jack said.."Pandora, get them back in the room, I'm taking the head off his shoulders with the shovel to make sure he doesn't rise again."

Nodding, Pandora put her arm around the little cat girl and smiled.."You're very brave".. and led the group back in the room.  The sound of Jack accomplishing his work with the shovel could be heard through the door... and then it was quiet... and he whispered at the door... "Let me in..its done".

Patti had gone immediately to the room's sink to wet down a cloth to wipe the blood from everyone, they certainly had splattered it everywhere. She dwelt for some time on Jack, giving him small grateful kisses between wipes with her cloth. Pandora sat down with the changelings, after putting her hand to the door to thank it for its help.

Exhausted,and half horrified at their own savagery, they rested in places around the room, eyes shut or staring into nothingness as they relived the fight.

Pandora thought of Ob,and hoped the fight upstairs was in their favor... at least she felt they could hold their own here now....