William locked eyes with his new attacker. The calico stood there relaxed but ready. William was reminded of how Ares would stand that way in a relaxed ready battle posture. William was sure that this werewolf was ready to attack in a split second if need be. William tried moving to intercept Charles and his attackers, the calico side stepped away from the hurt grey into William’s path. William didn’t know what he was doing but he had to get to Charles before it was too late.
He sprinted towards the waiting calico. The werewolf didn’t seem to be surprised at all. He seemed to relax even more into a comfortable standing position. William couldn’t help a small smile from forming across his face. ‘William what are you doing?’ he screamed at himself. He didn’t even acknowledge the idiotic question. William watched as the calico relaxed his claws opening them at his sides as William closed the distance in seconds. Throwing caution to the wind a few feet away from the calico William dug into the soft earth beneath him and launched himself into the air. William flattened his body in midair and cleared the seven-foot werewolf. He felt free and he looked up to see Charles kick at one of his attackers. He still didn’t know if Charles saw the danger he was in, but in seconds he would be there to help his friend. He threw his hands out in front of him to help cushion the blow as he prepared to roll off the landing. He crashed to the ground in a resounding thud that jarred his brain and jaw.
It was only after the earth stopped moving that he felt the grip of pressure on his left hind leg. He looked under himself to see the calico holding his left leg. Before William could try to twist out of the hold, he felt a horrible wrenching on his knee and hip. It was all he could do to flip over to relieve the pressure of the twisting claw of the calico. The pain eased but only momentarily.
As soon as he was on his back the pressure seemed to double as his leg exploded in pain. The twisting of his leg made his knee feel like it was going to rupture. William couldn’t focus on anything else other than the pain and in a blind panic he lashed out with his other leg. His arms were barely functioning to hold his head and back off the ground and his right leg did connect a glancing blow with his assailant’s arms. The calico looked up at him and wrenched down even harder on his leg.
The pain made everything slow down. He couldn’t think about anything except how much it hurt. If this had been one of those octagon fights he would have tapped out a long time ago. He was dimly aware that no matter how much pain he endured there always seemed to be some way that the calico could increase that pain. William was writhing on the ground. He wanted the pain to stop. He kicked with his other leg but there was no real force behind it. His mind was filled with only thought of his leg and knee. He just wondered why hadn’t his leg been snapped in half?
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Then the pressure was gone. He looked up to see Katherine landing a barrage of blows and kicks to the calico’s sides and back. William didn’t know how she had been able to drive off her attacker, but he didn’t have time to think about it. He stood up and flexed the muscles of his sore leg. It wasn’t good. He tried to place his weight on it. His knee groaned in pain but it held. He wouldn’t be able to do any wind sprints anytime soon but for now at least he could stand.
Katherine kept up her attack on the calico. William tried to walk but he lurched forward with the worst limp he had ever had. Still, he didn’t have the luxury of sitting out the rest of the fight. If the calico could do this to him, what could he do to Katherine?
William lurched forward another step hoping that Katherine had gotten some of her punches through and had done some damage. While William was still trying to close the distance between himself and the two fighters, he watched as Katherine threw a gut punch at the calico. The calico caught her fist and spun around, wrenching her wrist and arm in the process. Katherine let out a bark as her arm was twisted back into itself. William winced at the maneuver as he threw himself forward into a dive. He had to do something.
In midair, he threw out his fists in front of him and managed to connect with the calico’s chest. The sheer weight of William’s body was enough to break the hold that he had put on Katherine. William landed hard and was slow pushing himself off the earth. His was lightheaded, and his breathing was ragged. He looked down to see his perfectly fine-looking leg that was almost completely useless. He pushed himself up and swung his good right leg underneath him. Katherine was rubbing her wrist and watching the calico. William staggered to a standing position besides her. The calico seemed to be perfectly fine. He wasn’t even breathing hard. If anything to William it looked like he was enjoying himself.
The calico sidestepped toward Katherine and before William could do anything he felt three concussive blows to his chest and stomach. His leg gave way and he fell to a knee, holding himself trying to force air back into his lungs. He looked up and saw Katherine. The calico wasn’t moving. He stood there as if he were daring Katherine to move. William forced air into his lungs and put a claw down to help raise himself off the ground. Katherine spared the smallest glance towards William then knelt and thrust her claw into the ground. Katherine’s eyes fluttered as William saw her form diminish just a little.
The ground split open causing a rift that shot out from Katherine towards the calico-colored werewolf. With the earsplitting roar of the earth tearing itself apart, fire and magma shot out of the ground in a spray of fire and molten rock. William knelt there wide eyed as he watched the calico leap into the air away from the shooting lava and fire. He did a backwards summersault away from the intense heat. As soon as he landed, the rift in the earth closed, leaving slowly cooling magma and lava and small fires along the scar in the ground. William looked over at Katherine who had a smile on her face. That smile softened her features and it gave her a very weary and tired look.