42
Katlyn's P. O. V.
I looked at the army in front of us. Hundreds of humans. Guns all drawn and at their sides waiting for command to fire.
I looked at the tank aimed at us and gulped.
Just because we apparently couldn't die didn't mean this wouldn't hurt like hell. Plus would being immortal even count if we were blown to bits? The thought made me shudder. I didn't want to test that theory out.
Why the hell did we jump in front of a goddam tank? I growled in my head.
Guys I agree with Kate this was a fucked up idea. Let's run around and play "Catch The Live Grenade" next. Nathan's critical and sarcastic voice said through the link.
Well what was your grand idea Nate? Xavier's voice growled.
Shut up old man. Alex's calm teasing voice said. How was she calm?!
I'm only twenty-four, I'm not that old! Xavier snarled desperately.
Oh Goddess, stop fucking arguing we have bigger problems; like hmm, I don't know, maybe the big ass tank about to shoot us! Clayton growled and everyone quieted.
I heard a growl behind us and I glanced back to see a whole militia of wolves with Lisa at the lead. They all stood in front of the house.
Looks like we were going to fight tonight...
I growled darkly and bared my fangs. The others growled as well and we got ready to attack.
Unknown P. O. V.
I stood beside my comrades. My heart thudded in my chest. Beads of sweat dripped down my forehead into my eyes. My breath was a little ragged but not from the long march.
I looked past the heads of my squadron and took in the wolves. They were huge and honestly really intimidating. They'd formed a line in front of this giant house that pretty much every other person had fled into.
Three people stood beside the wolves. They glared at us with a look of pure distaste. I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself.
Abruptly the doors to the house opened again and out poured a lot of people. They looked determined. They looked ready for war.
My throat clogged with something I can't really put my finger on.
Heaven knows I didn't want to be here. I was with my family when I received call for my leave. It was disheartening really... especially when this was the reason for my departure.
Maybe they'll put this in the history books as the Second Civil War. Maybe they'll try to sweep it under the rug. Who knows...
But I didn't want to be a part of this. This was not serving my country. This felt like murder. Going against unarmed people? Sure they could shift into wolves but so what? They were still people.
Hell, they were civilians.
Shit, we were about to kill our own civilians. I couldn't do it. I looked at the people around me anxiously waiting for orders and frowned.
I looked back to the wolves. They stood as one and didn't back down.
How were they different from us? Why we're we even doing this?
I bit my lip softly as I felt indignation rise up in me. I wasn't going to slaughter innocent people. That wasn't how I was raised.
I was a soldier not a butcher.
Katlyn's P. O. V.
My paws twitched as I got ready to pounce.
"Wait!" A yell rang out and I looked up to see a soldier maneuvering through the crowd of people. They paused beside the tank. Their hand went up and the gun at their hip jostled.
"This isn't right you can't just shoot them." I could tell from the voice it was a woman. She removed her helmet and black hair fell past her shoulders.
"Soldier get back in line." Someone ordered but the woman held her ground.
"Why are we even doing this? I should be home with my family not out here killing another." She huffed and murmurs of agreement were audible.
"Back in line!" The same voice yelled. It was coming from the tank.
"There are children in there. Families just like ours... why are we out here?" The soldier countered.
A gun was drawn and pointed at her by a man close to her but she didn't flinch instead she spat, "So now I'm the enemy?"
Suddenly two other soldiers, men, stepped forward and pointed their guns to the man.
"Put the goddam gun down. Or I'll blow your head off." One man said harshly and the guy slowly lowered his weapon. The woman huffed and walked toward us.
"Get back here!" A yell said and the soldier laughed.
"Kiss my ass I'm not fighting for you today." She said and suddenly others came out of the crowd all armed and stood beside us. About fifty armed soldiers now stood with us.
Almost as one they drew their guns up and aimed at the army. At their people.
"Mutiny!" Someone said and a soldier scoffed.
"If that's what it takes then yeah." He said loading his gun.
"They're people too." Someone else said and everyone just stood in place. A few more humans came over to our side.
One person rushed right at a wolf and for a second I thought they were about to fight before the soldier leapt on the wolf and yelled happily, "Percy!" The wolf whined and licked her hand.
"You stupid mutt. I told you not to come out here!" The soldier cried and the wolf named Percy nuzzled his snout in her neck. I watched temporarily distracted by the little couple reintroduction.
Apparently human and wolf mates weren't so uncommon...
"You're betraying your own species." The voice from the tank chastised.
"We're doing what we're supposed to do: protect and serve the people of this nation." A young man wielding an AK-47 said sharply.
"They're not human."
"You're blind. I just watched them run in fear. A child was crying, their mother held him. They hid them from our guns. They're protecting them. They're acting more human than we are!" The young man spat.
"What the hell are you all yapping about? Get back over here or I will make sure you're tried for treason." A man boomed and stepped forward. I felt a growl rumble in my throat.
General Edward Jay Hawkins. Chief commander of the nation's defense.
He looked at us with a disgust that you'd think we did something to him personally.
"We can't do that sir. We stand with the people." Someone said roughly and everyone stood still.
"You have thirty-six hours to rethink your decision. We'll be back." The general spat before turning his heels and the army marched away leaving us all tense and watching.
