Saving The World [PRIVATE]

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The healer stared at Ashton and held her stethoscope to her chest. No heartbeat but yet she was still breathing. Is that even possible? The Beta stood beside her, watching her every move. She shook her head, "I don't understand...this is impossible..."

"What's the matter," Justin held her by her throat. "Is she okay or not?"

"I don't....I don't know. I'm sorry! Please...please don't..."

He let go of her and knelt down next Ashton who was laying on a cot specially made for the Alphas. "Ashton," He whispered. "Stay with me, okay? I can't lead these people, we both know that..."

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Ashton.

Ashton!

Wake up! We don't have time for this! You have a world to save!

"What," I murmured. "Who said that?"

Listen, I'm the voice inside your head. I was built in when you were a kid. Don't panic just...don't.

My eyes fluttered open. So, what do you want? Why now do you decide to pop into the mind?

Because you're actually doing something good with you life.

Well, thats a little harsh.

Your first step is to go to New York City, find a person named Teresa.

Okay...

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I stood up and stared into the eyes of Justin. "Get out of my face," I snarled. "Now."

"I found your bag, interesting collection you got." He moved over as I got out of the cot. "They were going to start my Alpha ceremony..."

"Good for you," I looked around and grabbed my bag, I opened it and shoved bottles of medicines that looked useful. "Why didn't you do it?"

No reply.

"Is Adele here," I looked around. "What time is it?"

"Past midnight, I think."

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My dagger was in the bag, lucky me. I grabbed it and twirled it around my fingers then closed the bag, I tied it around my waist and glared up at Justin. "Well? Where is she?"

"The guards took her and Clawdeen to the Pit for their ceremony."

"What ceremony!"

"Blood must have Blood, you know the law."

"But she didn't kill me! You little idiot!" I shouldered past him and marched down the path and into the Pit. I sensed Justin right behind me. When I renderer the coal gates, I saw two bodies on their knees with this brands bound behind their backs with rope. Two guards in black armor held a gun to either one of their hands while the speakers blared out their crime they committed. The crowds of people were silent, nobody dared to suck in a breath or let one out.

"Guards!" I shouted. "Who in which has told you orders that you may fulfill these two warriors' ceremonies!"

The two guards that stood behind Adele and Clawdeen both gestured toward someone behind me. I turned around, cracking my jaw with the back of my hand. "Guards! Both Adele and Clawdeen are to remain unharmed by Nightmare Chaos while on my territory! Anybody who even threatens these two warriors will automatically be thrown into the underground prison! Justin Tyson Chandler, son of former Alpha Iris Tyson Chandler, also Beta of Nightmare Chaos will now be thrown into the jail above land! I want him in a cage, I want his wings cut off, and most importantly, twenty lashes!"

"Ashton," Justin grabbed my wrists. "Don't do this."

"Alpha's orders," I turned back around as Justin got dragged away by the guards by the gate. "And I would also like to announce an actual ceremony for Edgar Norwood and Uriah Kai! Adele and Clawdeen!" I walked up to them and smirked. "You two are going to kill them yourselves. That was an order."

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Adele and Clawdeen have to kill the guards that held the guns to their heads themselves with the guard's guns because the law says "Blood must have Blood"

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I stared at the two guards and announced, "Gaurds Edgar and Uriah will remain as slaves! End of this nonsense!"

I turned around and walked through the gates. Justin was still being dragged down the camp and I stared at his face that was shiny with tears. He looked so innocent, so ashamed of himself. But he spoke orders without my approval. Laws are laws and he broke them.

"Yo, Ashton!" Somebody shouted behind me. "Hold up!"

I stopped then continued as the boy caught up to me. "Is there an emergency?"

"No," He shook his head. "Just wanted to say hi. Hi."

I growled. "That's it?"

"Well, not really," He took hold of my hand and that was when I looked at him. He wore a worn leather jacket, ripped up jeans, and a necklace with three saber tooth teeth handing down from it. He had shaggy, black hair that covered up his eyes. Anybody who would meet him would automatically ask if he can see alright. He can. Some say that he has no eyes. But he does, one's a beautiful gold that reminds me of whiskey and the other is a dark forest green that reminds of hunting with him on hot summers, he keeps them hidden because gold is such a rare color to have that witches would cut them out. "Welcome back, Willow."

"So you changed a lot. I see your jacket fits you well." When I first met him in the arena as a child, he said that his jacket belonged to his father that was a military solider in the pack. His father told him that when he grows up, it'll fit him. I always thought how silly he looked...a ten year old with a old man's jacket dragging behind him. But the leather jacket was passed down generation from generation...it's a family thing, I guess.

"Indeed," He brushed the hair out of his green eye and studied me. "You've changed as well."

"No," I looked up at him. "I'm still the same."

"Doesn't seem like it," He smiled one of his killer smiles and his bangs covered up his eyes fully again. "You need a new Beta, by the way."

"Oh? Is that what this is about? You want to be my Beta?"

"No, just wanted to remind you before you begin to have riots pounding on your door," He let go of my hand. "And I want an explanation of why you left behind."

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"It wasn't safe," I folded my arms across my stomach tightly. "I'm sorry, I really am...the truth us, I stayed and lived in Fallen Angel territory, I thought that the Nightmare Chaos were the bad guys. I was wrong, I even checked my spellbook to see if it was true. If I brought you with me...I could've put you in danger. But I didn't. It was hard to leave you here..."

"So what if this pack were the bad guys, huh!? Then what? You could've killed me either way! You didn't think, Willow! You didn't even care about me! I almost committed a crime because if you!"

"Murphy...," I looked up at him but he was already gone. "I'm sorry..."

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Murphy sat in a tree and sighed, making his bangs fly up for a second. He fumbled with the silver dagger Ashton gave to him when they were both in the arena. He was failing big time and he didn't want to disappoint his father. Ashton trained him late at night every weekday and on weekends they trained extra hours. When Murphy completed all of Ashton's challenges, he told her how scared he was.

In return, Ashton gave him a silver dagger with the design of a bear claw made from rubies on it's handle. The dagger itself was magnificent, He didn't accept the gift but Ashton showed him her dagger with the same design. She told him her father gave it to her when she was in Philomena, the claws glow when they're close together. But they only glow if the two people who own the daggers have a relationship with one another, a strong bond that nobody could break.

And when their ceremonies came, both of them passed and took the same rankings but Ashton came in first place...she was offered a higher rank but she declined it. Ashton stood beside Murphy day and night, she watched his back until she saw him kill an innocent woman with a gang of guys and make put with a red haired girl. Murphy never knew Ashton saw him that night but when he returned to their den, she was long gone with no trails left behind.

Two weeks passed and the red haired girl confessed that she saw Ashton in the sky that night with her eyes glaring down upon them like the Demon itself. Murphy always regretted his mistakes and blocked out other people from his life and committed crimes but wasn't caught. He blamed his actions on his parents and became the most feared warrior in Nightmare Chao territory.

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Ashton watched the moon quietly, thinking about the poor choices she made and her family.

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I wore the traditional face paint of every Nightmare Chao and armor. I even picked up on their language, too... Iris helped me with most of it.

I narrowed my eyes at Adele then at Justin who's breathing had slowed. "What makes you think you are welcomed here," I raised my chin. "My people do not wish to welcome you here. If you do not leave my territory by dawn, I will give them permission to kill you."

I lifted my sword out from the sheath strapped across my back and pointed it at the base of Adele's throat. I put pressure on it, making a trickle of blood flow down her neck.

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"Murphy," I gasped out. "He blasted me...literally. Iris was with him..."

I prompted myself up with my elbow and stood up. I gave Clawdeen and Adele a small nod of approval and trotted out of the cell room. "Justin stays here," I looked over my shoulder. "He cannot be trusted."

I looked down the hallway, at the other cells then walked out the exit door sending alarms throughout the prison. I jogged up stone stairs then opened up the porthole. I closed it behind me and tilted my head back, taking in the cold autumn air. "Willow," Murphy came out of nowhere and gave my shoulder a small squeeze. "You have to listen to me, form my perspective."

"Enough was said, Murphy Inadean," I narrowed my eyes down at the dagger in his pocket. His glowed but mine didn't. I don't know what that means and I don't care. I grabbed it and placed it in my boot. "You're lucky I haven't put you in prison."

I shouldered past him and hissed in his ear. "I should've know better than to trust a military solider's son, I should've let my mother killed you that night."

"And I should've know better than to love a rebel. My parents told me my heart would be broken, I guess they were right."

I flew up and soared away from the prison, I would never know what Murpahy Inadean said to me today because I was already airborne before you could say "idiot."

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I stared up at a sky, the howl echoing through my mind as I concentrated on pinpointing the location. "West...," I muttered to myself. "...somewhat underground."
I unfolded my wings from the slits on my leather jacket and smirked at Adele. "Have you ever rode an airplane?"

Ooc: Low muse, sorry.

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"Well," I paused. "I have an idea where she is...you garner scared of heights, are you?"