Wrestling the Undead
Willow began to scream as she heard many voices calling out to her.
She couldn't sort them out. They all demanded her attention.
She was overwhelmed by memories that weren't her own. The voices
demanded she give them control over her body. She couldn't let
that happen. Bad apocalyptic things happen when Willow isn't in
control of herself.
She had to hold onto control. This was her body and no one
else's. They couldn't have it. They had to leave. She felt
her beast rise up in response to the perceived danger. Her eyes
bled to wolf amber. Her scream changed to a continuous low growl.
She was now up on all fours. She could feel the bones in her arms
begin to elongate. Her nails transformed to claws. She dug into
the earth as if she could get enough of a grip to force the munin
out. She was now snarling at the voices in her head.
The pack had surrounded her when her first signs of distress had
become known to the group. The weaker pack members had already
transformed into their wolf forms. They whimpered and whined as
Willow began to shake. Some of the braver pack members rubbed up
against her as to give her comfort. Some of the alphas were trying
to speak to Willow but she couldn't make out what they were
saying over the din of the munin.
Willow let her magic build. She had never attempted anything that
directly called her magic while at the lupanar. She had to do
this. She couldn't let the many-voiced presence take over. She
had seen what it made Anita do. She didn't want to be
someone's pawn. Her eyes darkened to black as she forced the
presence out with a resounding, "NO!"
Her eyes went back to amber as she collapsed to the earth. She took
in heaping amount of air and tried to calm her racing heart. She
could still feel the presence of the munin. They were hovering
around the lupanar trying to get back into her. She needed to get
away. Her beast demanded to be set free completely so that they
could escape. She complied with its wishes. Her skin ripped away
from her body in a hot gush of liquid and her furry form was
revealed. She stood up on her paws and howled at the moon. The
pack joined her in song. She raced off into the woods as if the
devil himself were on her heels.
Hours later, Willow came back to her human form. She was shaking
with exhaustion. The change and forced expulsion of the munin had
taken too much out of her. Michael found her lying naked on the
forest floor. She was whimpering. He took off his over-sized
sweatshirt and put it on Willow. He picked her up and carried her
out of the woods.
By the time they reached Michael's car, Willow was responding to
his voice. He uttered nonsensical things into her ear in a soothing
tone. She had wrapped her arms around his shoulders and had buried
her face into his neck. She was inhaling his scent and it was
There was a small group of people waiting beside Michael's car as
he walked up with his burden. Michael stiffened his posture when he
recognized who was waiting for them. Richard was in a heated
discussion with Sylvie. They were flanked by Jamil, Shang Da, and
Gwen. The rest of the pack had left to return to their normal lives.
The discussion ground to a halt when Michael and Willow were with in
hearing range. Willow looked up to see what had disturbed Michael.
She stifled a groan at seeing the group. Funny, they didn't look
like the Spanish Inquisition. But she had a strong feeling that she
was in for an interrogation.
Gwen approached them. She had a concerned look on her face.
"Are you okay, Willow? You seem to fight the change last
Willow looked into her eyes and felt safer. "Last night was
different. It felt different. There were so many voices inside my
head and I couldn't hear myself think. They wanted to take my
control away from me. I couldn't have that. I have to stay in
Gwen looked perplexed, "Voices? You heard voices?"
Jamil relaxed his bodyguard stance, "She channeled the munin.
She must have forced them out. That is very dangerous."
Richard finally spoke, "Why didn't she channel the munin at
her first lupanar?"
Willow asked Michael to set her down. She turned and faced Richard
and the rest of the group. "I'm right here. No reason to
talk about me like I'm some child." She crossed her arms in a
defensive posture. "I felt them at my first lupanar and at my
second. They didn't bother me. They honed in on Anita. But I
did feel them. I don't like them very much. They're very
Richard ran his hand through his long brown hair and sighed.
"You need to learn to accept the munin. They only want temporary
possession. It is a blessing. Most pack can't channel the
munin. Only a few can do what you can."
Willow snorted, "Lucky me!"
Richard gave her a silencing look. She shut her mouth but gave him
a glare in return.
Richard gave another sigh, "You will need a mentor. Anita had
one and that helped her. She could help you learn to control the
munin and not let them control you. You can't continue to fight
the munin every time. Eventually, it will erode your sanity."
Willow gave a frown at the thought of the Anita woman. "I
don't trust Anita. She reminds me of someone I don't like. I
don't want her near me." She placed her hands on her hips
and gave Richard her resolve face.
Richard gave Willow a frown of his own. "Fine, then who will
teach you control? Do you have any suggestions?"
She shook her head no but refused to back down. Anita didn't
seem overtly evil but she didn't seem to be nice either. Willow
still hadn't forgotten that incident at her first lupanar. She
didn't think that Anita had that great a control over the munin
if that was an example to go by.
Jamil again chimed into the conversation, "What about Marianne?
She was Anita's mentor. She could help."
Willow didn't know any Marianne's in the pack. "Who is
Richard thought for a moment. He spared a look at Jamil.
"Marianne is the vargamor of Oak Tree Clan. She is in Myerton,
TN. She could give you some advice about control."
"Is that very far from here?" questioned Willow. "I
don't have a car and I wouldn't know where to go to meet this
Richard pondered her answer. He seemed to be considering
something. "You're a college student, Right?" Willow
nodded her confirmation. "I'll take you to Myerton after
your finals. You can spend some of your Christmas vacation learning
control before we have another lupanar. Understood?"
Yeah, Willow understood alright. Mr. good-looking but bossy had
made all the decisions. It grated on her nerves even if it was for
her own good. She tossed off a saucy salute with an "Aye, Aye
A simultaneous groan was heard from Michael and Sylvie. Sylvie took
charge before her Ulfric could be offended. "Michael, drive
Willow home now. Willow, we'll call you later to make
arrangements regarding the trip. Both of you had better study for
Michael and Willow both said that they would. Michael opened
Willow's door and she climbed into the car. They both waved at
the waiting group and drove away. Willow couldn't wait to get
back to Auntie's house. She wanted to have a long hot soak in
the tub and not think of wolfy things. Being a werewolf sure did
suck at times.