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Claire’s eyes fluttered and opened to a room covered in black. Long black curtains and a furry black rug stood out from the white walls that surrounded everything. She moved slowly, her head on fire. Claire’s eyes burned and she pulled her hand up towards her head, it fell just short of her nose and she saw her wrist connected to a chain. She pulled harder and at the end a body groaned. Claire shook the chain once more and sighed. Damien lay next to her, his arm chained to a pole in the middle of the room.

The room seemed familiar but different at the same time. Claire rose and wavered, she fell against Damien and he let out another cry. "Damien, where’s Nikolas?" Claire held her throat as she croaked out her words.

"I don’t know Claire." Damien rubbed his eyes and grunted in pain. He looked down at his arms and pulled at the chain restraining his hands. It cut into his wrists and he watched as the blood ran down his fingers. He glanced at Claire and whispered, "You shouldn’t have come for me."

Claire rolled over and grew her claws at will. She slashed through her chains; Damien stared at her in wonder. Blackened and sharp she grinned at her powerful strength. Damien squealed as Claire tore through his chains as well. She frowned at him and withdrew her claws. Damien’s fear sent prickles of guilt through her. Scared turned to amazement which turned to embarrassment, he knew what she was doing and his embarrassment burned deeply on his cheeks. "I'm sorry Claire." He hid his face.

Claire’s head whipped over to a corner opposite from them. She heard chains squeak and a groan of pain. Nikolas’s head bubbled up from the trash littered around him. He blinked and itched the side of his blond mop of hair. "Where are we?"

Damien shrugged and tried standing; he failed miserably. Claire sniffed the air and examined the room more. She knew she had been there before; my, he has done some redecoration to the place. Claire stretched her back and knelt on all fours in front of Nikolas. She tilted her head and silently questioned him. What had you see before we woke here?

Damien ripped his hands away and squealed, "That hurt!" He growled and turned away, the pain slowly edging towards numbness.

"Quit your whining Damien. There is something in our saliva that makes wounds heal faster. Just let me finish, please?"

Damien rolled his eyes and let her continue. Claire licked the wounds and watched the cuts heal themselves as she knew they would. Damien, however, looked at his hands in amazement. Claire wiped her mouth and sat rigidly still. She felt a disturbance near and it bothered her.

"Damien may I ask a question?"

"What?"

The hair on her neck rose and Claire growled at their assailant. "Can you please move out of my way?" Damien frowned and moved away slowly; he sensed her anger and did not meddle with her assumption. Claire leaned side-to-side waiting for it to move, when in actuality he had moved. He stood behind Nikolas and was slowly creeping on him as she stared at a blank wall.

Nikolas whined and Claire spun to a new scene; Steve as pale as he was, had a good hold of Nikolas’s neck and was smiling at Claire coyly. "I expected more of you…" he paused and then spat her name with disgust, "Claire." Steve tapped his fingers on Nikolas’s shoulder and paused in mid tap, "Damien. What would you think of me if I killed him?" He glanced down and smiled, his head lightly resting on Nikolas’s shoulder, a smile creeping up.

"Fuck you Steve!" Damien hid his face, it was on fire with anger and embarrassment. He glared up at Steve, his eyes slightly hidden under his black hair, "Go to hell!" he growled. He could feel the change slowly uncurling under his skin, he tensed and waited for his anger to recede. It worked for the most part but he knew there was no denying the fact of his lack of control.

Claire growled and crawled closer to Nikolas; Steve raised a sharp silver knife and rested just under Nikolas’s bobbing Adam’s apple. She froze and snarled, exposing her elongated teeth.

Steve closed his eyes and relished in her anger, it was his turn to cause her pain. An eye for an eye was how he saw it. Kat for Nikolas or maybe Damien? He still was not sure which would cause her the most grief but he read her fears and settled on Nikolas. This would be most amusing! Steve actually shook from pure joy and opened his eyes and glared. His biggest mistake was changing before his eyes and he shook his head from pity and disgust. Damn boy! He’s ruining everything!

Claire saw Steve’s annoyance at Damien and she smiled slightly. Her teeth extended and her eyes glowed as she slowly and carefully took on the change.

Except Steve, that is. He maybe part beast but it never even made him bat an eye at her or flinch. He just wrinkled his nose and glared.

Claire growled and listened to her intuition; she lunged at Steve and got hit mid air by something larger.

Blacker.

Damien pinned her to the ground and growled in her ear. He snarled and drool worked its way down to the floor around her. She whined and bit at him.

Jasper burst through the door and ripped Damien off Claire. He threw the wolf-boy across the room and pinned him to a wall. Completely ignorant of the rest of the big picture, he screamed in Damien’s furry ear and smashed his hand threw the wall next to them.

Claire changed back; her plan thwarted. She yelled at Jasper, "No! Jasper look!" she pointed in the direction of Nikolas but Steve was no longer there. Nikolas sat there clutching his neck and gasping.

A cold hand wrapped around Claire’s neck and forced her esophagus shut. Claire gasped and clawed at the hand; only to watch the wounds heal instantly, not a drop of blood remaining. Jasper dropped Damien and his eyes pled with Steve. "Oh, do not feed me that bullshit about love!" Steve choked on his words, "I loved Kat and she was murdered by this bitch!" He shook in anger.

Jasper spoke more lightly, "No she didn’t."

Steve panted and looked around in every direction, "What has she been feeding you, lies? She killed Kat, I saw her after; Kat’s blood dripping down her face! She fucking killed Kat!" Jasper raised his hands and moved forward; Damien struck at that moment.

He pinned Jasper against a wall and proceeded to rip out his throat…no longer complete wolf, he ravished at Jasper’s neck with his sharp teeth. Jasper held him at bay with his arms and snarled at Damien for his stupidity.

He threw the boy aside and proceeded towards Steve. Steve smiled as Damien once again threw his body weight into Jasper. He turned on Damien, angry a hell. Boy I swear I’ll take pleasure in killing you but I’ve more important things first.

"This is taking too long." Steve thought. He smiled wickedly and produced the silver knife he’d missed before with Damien. He threw it through the air and watched it hit home in the side of Damien.