Every word that came out of the little bratâ€™s mouth made Sam angrier and angrier by the second. In fact it was getting the point where the simple sound of Mekoâ€™s voice was grinding on the former rebelâ€™s nerves. â€œShut up kid!â€ He yelled as he back handed the taste out of Mekoâ€™s mouth, he was nearly certain that the boy wouldnâ€™t be able to taste anything other than blood for a while.<br/><br/>Sam had just turned his back when Meko mentioned that the animal would like to say hello to him. His blood ran cold as ice and the hairs all over his body stood on end. â€œWhat di-?â€ Sam asked as he turned around to face the downed boy only to be met with the quick shift of man into wolf. His words were cut short by a scream as the sharp teeth dug deep into his flesh.<br/><br/>He thrashed around on the floor half sitting up to grab at his leg as tears stung at his eyes. â€œJesus fucking Christ.â€ He screamed as he forced his eyes open to look down at the wolf that was latched onto his leg. The next sentence died in his throat as he shook his leg in an attempt to dislodge the wolf only to cause himself more pain. A moment of clarity cut into his pain riddled mind and he lifted his free leg and slammed it one, two, three times into the head of the wolf before he was free.<br/><br/>â€œDear God.â€ He nearly whimpered as he pulled himself across the room, leaving a trail of blood behind. He leant against the wall and clutched at his bleeding leg, the pain was unbearable. â€œThe fuck did you do to me?â€ He hollered across the room as he finally looked at his leg, or at least what used to be his leg. It appeared as if half of it was missing.<br/><br/>Sam had been so intent on his leg and trying to slow the bleeding that he didnâ€™t hear the door open but he did see the boots when they stopped next to his leg. â€œStop your bitching.â€ The growl of one of the most feared men in the world sent literal shivers down his spine. â€œYouâ€™re supposed to be-â€œ  Xander cut off his words by planting his boot on the open wound and putting pressure on it. â€œSupposed to be what? Dead? You canâ€™t kill a shadow, boy.â€ Xander twisted his foot and watched as the bone cracked beneath the pressure.<br/><br/>It wasnâ€™t until Xander shoved his knee into Samâ€™s face and knocked the man out did he actually turn around to look at Taylorâ€™s play toy. â€œXander!â€ The pained yell of said brother crackled through the box and made Xander look up at the camera. â€œDonâ€™t worry little brother, I wonâ€™t biteâ€¦hard.â€ He shot a smirk at the cameraâ€™s before he put his fist through the intercom and returned his attention to the injured fae.<br/><br/>â€œWhat are you doing? Get the fuck up and get moving. We donâ€™t have a lot of time on our hands.â€ Xander stood there for a brief moment internally laughing at the stunned look that was painted on the boys face. â€œJust one thing.â€ Xander nailed Meko in the jaw, not hard enough to knock the boy out. â€œDonâ€™t you ever call me a crazy ass cat man.â€<br/><br/>-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0<br/>Taylor had been in the middle of having the hot knife shoved into his arm when he heard the scream from the other room. His eyes flickered back over to the screen and a tired smile tugged at his lips. That was his warrior in the other room, fighting until the end. â€œGood job kid.â€ His words were followed quickly by him grinding his teeth together and muffling a scream as Michael dug his fingers through the fresh cut.<br/><br/>â€œYour little brat is going to get you and himself killed. You better tell him to stop.â€ Michael whispered into Taylorâ€™s ear as he removed his hand and wedged the knife back into the larger hole and dragging it down to Taylorâ€™s elbow. â€œYouâ€™re going to kill me anyway.â€ Taylor groaned as his eye sight turned into nothing from the sheer pain of it all.<br/><br/>â€œFuck!â€ Michael yelled as he jumped away from Taylor and let the knife drop from his hand. Something inside Taylor caused his hand to unclenched and catch the knife. Unfortunately the blade was what landed in his hand and when he tightened his hold so it wouldnâ€™t drop it dug into his palm. After a moment he could feel his arm knitting itself back up and he opened his eyes to look at the TV screen.<br/><br/>â€œNo.â€ He whispered almost disbelievingly as he witnessed Xander nearly crush Samâ€™s leg. â€œXander!â€ He bellowed as he jerked forward only to feel the metal cuffs grind against his wrist and cut through the thin layer of flesh that had finally covered the bone.<br/><br/>â€œYouâ€™re dead.â€ Michael was panicked and they both knew it, especially since the man made a fatal mistake. â€œNo, you are.â€ Taylor scowled as he saw Michael bend to pick up the knife he had thought he dropped without looking if it were there. The sheer pain of yanking his arm up to shove the knife through Michaelâ€™s head sent Taylor into a black out but not before he heard Michaelâ€™s soon to be dead body drop to the ground. The gurgling sound that started to fade away told Taylor that he had missed his mark but had in fact dug it into the neck of the bastard.