I stared at the moon on the poster, this would never work. But I had to give it a shot. I stared intently at the poster and willed my inner wolf awake, a barely audible growl escaped my lips as I forced the transformation upon myself. I bit into my lip, muffling my screams as sheer agony tore through my veins, making me into the monster inside.
Angelo turned round after hearing my growl, and horror crossed his face. I stood on my legs, I was half transformed, my jaw misshapen in the same way Sebestian’s was, the way it was now stuck. He couldn’t change back thanks to Angelo. I pulled the bars apart and barked in a voice thick with blood,
“Leave my family alone.” Angelo laughed then stood behind Jane, hands placed either side of her head,
“One step closer, bitch and I’ll kill her.” I ran full pelt at him but as we collided I heard a sickening splash of liquid that came from neither Angelo nor me.
“I warned you. But it would appear it was you who slit her throat with these clumsy claws off yours.” Angelo now pinned me down, his hands holding my wrists, showing me my claws, now stained with blood. I growled once more and Angelo released me only to run out of the room, laughing to himself. I crawled over to Jane and knelt beside her, a long slit ran across her collar bone,
“Sky, look after Jess.” Jane almost whispered to me,
“No Jane. You’re fine, I’ll bring you to a hospital and you’ll get better!” Jane smiled at me and shook her head,
“Don’t lie to a dying woman. Just stay here until I leave.” Jessica clung to me, silently sobbing as I heard voices and people running, hands pulled me away from Jane but these weren’t cold vampire hands, these hands were warm, forgiving.
“Sky, are you okay?” As I tried to nod pain ripped through me and I screamed, Elijah held me and began whispering to himself, the roaring in my ears stopped me from hearing him but then he shouted,
“Christina!! Is Jane okay?” A sob from across the room,
“No. she wont make it of here, hey shh Jessie, I’m here. How’s Sky?”
“Barely here. Her organs are failing her, a half transformation is deadly. Her body can’t repair the internal damage fast enough. She’s in agony,” I felt water on my face as Elijah cradled me as he had with our daughters. I coughed a little, spitting out blood and managed to ask Elijah,
“Shh baby its okay. She’s safe. Try to relax darling.” I lay back on Elijah’s arms and felt the warm silk of sleep wash over me for the last time, before everything faded to black I felt Elijah gently check for a pulse then heard him whisper,
“Bye, my love.”
This concludes Generation 5.