Nevan drops Cora off in the nearby woods, letting her sit against a tree and catch her breath.
"You did good kid, well, not at first, in fact, it was quite the shit show, but at the end there, you did good," said Nevan with a grin.
"Thanks... I think," Said an exhausted Cora.
"Tell you what, I'm feeling generous, hold out your arm," said Nevan.
Confused, Cora saw no reason to refuse and did so.
"It's your lucky day kid, I'm putting you on the fast track to success, try not to lose yourself," said Nevan as he grabbed her arm, and opened his mouth full of fangs.
"Wha..." was all Cora got out before yelping as he pierced her skin.
"Why did you bite me?" Asked Cora, not knowing what was going on.
Nevan smirked,- "Wait for it."
And then it hit her.
Eyes widen as she feels her body begin to change from the inside out. Organs shifting, bones popping and cracking as she morphs into her first full monster werewolf form.
Annoyed listening to her groans, Nevan remembers Kali and Ennis,- "I'd stick around and watch you but I'm sure you'll be fine running around these woods until you regain yourself, see you then," he said zooming away.
Finishing her transformation moments later, a big 6'4" tall dark brown red-eyed werewolf howls angrily. Unsure what to do, she starts striking trees causing more than a few to fall before growing bored and taking off looking for something else, letting her nose guide her.
A nearby coyote who heard the howl went to investigate and started following her from a safe distance.
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Nevan reappeared in front of Kali giving her a jump scare.
"It's you! What did you do with that bitch?" She asked angrily, ready to strike.
That's when they hear the howl of a new Alpha.
Nevan grins,- "I wouldn't recommend looking for her right now."
Put off by how much authority that howl carried, Kali studies her new adversary carefully.
"I thought we made it clear that this is werewolf territory, what is a vampire doing here, and why are you interfering in werewolf business?" Asked Kali.
Nevan just grins and zooms up taking hold of her face before she can react,- "Forget everything that's happened here and continue on as you otherwise would have," he compels her.
Watching her strut away none the wiser, he turns his attention to the clinic sensing Deucalion's arrival.
He heads straight there to make sure an Alpha's power doesn't go to waste. He's seen Deucalions type many times before and there was one thing they didn't like, and that was a minions failure.
Zooming in just in time to stop Deucalion's claws from puncturing through Ennis's eye sockets.
Deucalion looks down at the hand that appeared out of nowhere, preventing him from moving.
Eyes glowing red behind his sunglasses, he struggles to free himself while looking at the intruder, growling,- "Who are you?"
Nevan grinned waiting for just the right moment then let go, causing Deucalion to stumble back into the wall,- "I can't just let you waste a perfectly good Alpha legacy like that, even if it is a watered-down version of what it should be. There are so few left in this generation and I'm not really in the mood to go around making more."
Feeling humiliated, Deucalion straightens himself, setting aside his cane and his sunglasses,- "You must be the helper everyone keeps talking about. Look I don't know who you are or who you think you are, and I don't particularly care. Crossing me was a fatal mistake. This is my territory, this is my Alpha, and if I wish to take his power for my own then that's my business, and as for you, I'm afraid this is where your story ends."
His fingernails and teeth extend into claws and fangs, his sideburns grew into thick mutton chops as his ears grew and become pointed and his brow became ridged.
Nevan stood there disappointed as he casually blocked every strike with one hand. Eventually pushing him away, sending him flying back into the wall, clattering against the cages of the clinic. Freaking out more than a few pets who yelped and whined trying to hide further back with tails tucked between their legs.
"I expected more from the leader of an Alpha pack," Nevan grunted.
"You know you can't actually take his power right? And your not actually taking those beta's powers either that you kill. I'm not sure how you became so delusional, but I thought it was common knowledge that the more betas you have the stronger you become, if anything your feeling yourself get weaker with every kill not stronger. Not sure how you confused the two but it's clear you have some serious issues to work out," said Nevan.
His words went in one ear out the other as Deucalion's Chest rapidly rose and fell angrily.
"Hey what's going on here?" asked Dr. Deaton who came around to see what was going on and check on the patient.
Deucalion's head snapped to the doctor,- "I suggest you leave Doctor, I have to show this one what it means to face the Alpha of Alphas," he fumed as his voice grew deeper, his skin turned dark blue-black, his muscle definition became more pronounced, and his face and brow became even more ridged.
Dr. Deaton wanted to argue, but seeing him shift into his demonic wolf form, he knew better than to stick around. Feeling slightly bad for leaving the poor fellow who crossed him. He promised to make sure Scott and the others didn't fall to a similar fate.
Suddenly laughter could be heard as Nevan nearly lost it at Deucalion's new form.
Taken aback by being laughed at, Deucalion growled menacingly,- "What's so funny? First time I've seen a man laugh in the face of death."
"I'm sorry," Nevan chuckled,- "I'm not actually laughing at you though it is a somewhat silly look, I'm actually impressed. I honestly can't believe someone like you was able to make it so far in your transformation. Whatever emotions are driving you, seem to be working for you. Maybe I got this all wrong, humans are fundamentally different than wolves, all those complex emotions that I still have difficulty with... You've given me a lot to think about."
"Enough of your blabbering, nothing will save you now!" roared Deucalion.
Nevan catches the first strike and then the second. It wasn't as easy this time around but he managed as they compared their strengths.
"Impossible!" Shouted Deucalion in disbelief.
Nevan chuckled,- "Oh ye of little faith, allow me to show you the path you must take," he said feeling whimsical.
Deucalion then watched in disbelief as Nevan transformed from a 6' tall man into an 8' giant black full monster werewolf.
Nevan gave a wolf smirk at his shocked expression before letting out a powerful roar right at Deucalions face, who had to squint through hot sticky breath as his hair whipped back. Ultimately making him feel so tiny and insignificant, he was forced right out of his shift and back into a human.
Still holding his arms, Nevan stares down at him,- "This is where you must get with your transformation if you wish to call yourself a real Alpha."
Letting him go, Deucalion slumps to the ground, slack-jawed at what stood before him. Staring with a hint of fear but with more than a hint of fascination and reverence. Seeing something new to aspire to.
"Who are you?" He asked with renewed spirit and a much softer more respectful tone, finally hearing all the words that he ignored earlier.
Nevan reverts back into his humanoid form,- "Don't worry about that," He says taking Deucalion's face by force and locking eyes with him.
"I want you to forget everything that's happened here, and not to recall it until you see my transformation again. Also do not kill any Alphas, and if you must protect them, do so. Their powers must be passed on to future generations and not go to waste," Nevan compelled him.
Before leaving he recalled that Dr. Deaton once again saw him, and debated whether or not to go find him but decided not to bother..