Hatchet Ch 15 Novels & Stories

ETHAN In spite of their numbers, we hold our ground, our determination unwavering as we fight tooth and nail to gain the upper hand. Finally, with a well timed blow, Arnold manages to disarm one of the guards, sending him crashing to the ground with a resounding thud and then fights the others. Seizing the opportunity, I grab the keys from the table and rush over to Hazel's side, my hands shaking with adrenaline as I unlock her chains. The lock clicks open, and with a sigh of relief, Hazel gets up to leave, her eyes filled with relief as she looks at us.

Chapter 8: Late Bloomer Hannah: "What?" Cleo asked, looking confused. "What do you mean you can't shift?" she asked again as she snatched the notepad from my grasp, taking in the words as if she couldn’t understand. They were all staring at me like I’d grown an extra head. It must have been really unseen for one my age to not have shifted. I felt even more embarrassed at my uselessness. "Aren’t you like... older than fifteen or something?" Riley asked cautiously, rounding the kitchen counter with an eyebrow raised.

Valerie After the rest of the kids left for school, I watched Tasha move around the kitchen with Lee and Sebastian. Their morning dance as they cooked the house breakfast was fluid and easy. It was very obvious that they were all one soul that had been split up into 8 pieces. They were like ballroom dancers, anticipating each other's movements before they even thought about their next move. I sighed. Every morning, I was reminded of how I would never have my dance again. I was glad that Osprey had used his mate bond with Scarlett to help heal her from her father’s death, but I didn’t have anybody that could heal me like that. All I had was Scarlett.

Suddenly, they hear breaking glass and yelling. They could hear the wolf growling above them. The sound of a sword ringing through the air followed by yelps filled their little hiding place until finally there was silence. They heard footsteps coming towards the hatch door and voices. Rainn hugged Liam tighter as the sound of boots got closer and closer to the hatch. It springs open and standing there is a huge man with glowing eyes.

The machine collapsed into the mud, its gears hissing as the black fluid leaked into the snow. But there were eleven more. I fell back toward the longhouse, my gray-stained palm burning as the "Thirteenth resonance" tried to surface one last time. I looked at the stranger’s book, open on the ledger-table. The third page was blank, waiting for a line that could justify the blood that was currently spilling onto our first harvest. "Sara!" Xander screamed, his voice swallowed by the roar of the mechanical line as two of the iron giants pinned his arms against the barricade, their shears hovering inches from the charcoal heart on his chest.

Chase squeezed my sister's neck tighter then with one swift movement he ripped the heart from one of the guards. Everyone gasp, watching in horror as the man's still beating heart slipped from Chase's fingertips. He was ruthless, savage. He would kill us all and that soup will take out all thirteen packs. I hated these people, I hated my life, but I wouldn't let them die. I ran to the large pot of soup sitting over a roaring fire and pushed it with everything I had. I felt Athena behind me, pushing as hard as she could to break the bonds we were place in. The bowl tipped and hot liquid poured over Chase.

The seers cleared a path for him, killing a few newly hired amateur guards in the process with coordinated precision and unspoken understanding. Hound sprinted up the stairs, his fire spreading onto the walls, accidentally knocking a pregnant woman down in a tackle. She burned to ash, leaving only remnants of her bones and that of her underdeveloped infant behind. Finally, they reached door number 14. Without hesitation, he burned a human-sized hole into it, only to meet the sight of the glass compartment filled to the brim with Argent’s unmoving body inside.

“HE’S A FUCKING PREDATOR! DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT THAT MEANS? HE EATS MEAT! HE HUNTS HIS PREY AND KILLS IT! DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE? YOU’RE MEAT AND PREY ALL WRAPPED UP WITH A PRETTY BOW! FOR CHRIST’S SAKE, NATASHA! DO YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH?” I jerked away from him. “THE ONLY CREATURES IN THESE WOODS WHO HUNT ME ARE YOU GUYS!,” I screamed hysterically. I turned around and took off towards home. I didn’t stop running until I reached my porch. I put my key in the lock and tried to turn it. It didn’t move. I frowned and pulled the key out. I double checked that I had the right key, before trying again. Still nothing. I knocked on the door and waited for my mother to answer the door. She hadn’t

IN THE BEGINNING May 21st, 2010 It was around five thirty in the evening when he reached the diner, the clouds clustered in a blur dark grey, the rain bounced off the windscreen as the whipers swished side to side in an attempt to see clearly. He switched the engine off, stepping out of the large black pickup truck. Authority radiated from his tall, muscular frame, his slicked his dirty blonde hair back as the rain soaked it. His hazel eyes held a hint of anger, a human had come into his diner and held a gun to one of his sixteen year old waitresses. The police had to get involved, there were two police cars out the front of the diner.