My Twin Mates

Sworn Enemies

(Some Years Ago)

(Last Lycan War)

Unzipping his robe fully on getting to where Derek was, Kreed threw the robe on the soaked earth. Standing there in front of Derek, he could sense the fear coming from him and he could tell Derek was Injured too, although he was almost fully healed. "I never got this sense of fear from you before. I guess knowing the difference between us in power would do that to you" Kreed pointed out, trying to ignore the pain he was feeling from the poison.

"You're poisoned. Devil Eyes or not, I think you're too weakened to defeat me" Derek replied, bringing out a dagger from his jacket.

"Dagger and claws. You definitely do not want to take any chances" He smiled. "This isn't a fair fight Derek....look around and see for yourself" He instructed, looking from their men fighting ferociously under the rain to Freya who was fighting with her father, and to Damien and Tessa who were fighting with Alpha Maynard. "There's no way you're winning the war. It's decided already. It's just unfair that you have to face me"

"Not if I kill you" Derek held the dagger in a fighting style, noticing how weak Kieran was. That gave him a boost of confidence.

"Well then, let's see you try" His smile faded.

Derek dashed toward him with his dagger and claws out, growling with his visible fangs. He swung the dagger and his claws at him swiftly, aiming to cut or claw him but Kreed was dodging them swiftly and easily. Derek's speed was no match for his but Kreed could tell he was becoming slow due to the poison. He kept dodging and avoiding Derek's relentless attack.

Being in defense gave him an opportunity to analyze Derek's speed and spot for an opening. He saw both his left claws and the dagger in his right hand coming simultaneously. He swiftly dodged the claw. As he was about dodging the dagger too, he felt his heart tightened and his legs momentarily becoming stiff, making him unable to dodge as the dagger cut across his chest.

Seeing this, Derek quickly followed with a kick to the side of his leg, sending him to his knee. He immediately followed with another kick to Kreed's face, leaving a mark that drew blood. Before Kreed could recover, Derek grabbed his left arm and hurled him over his shoulder, slamming him on the ground. The impact he used in hitting the earth made him cough, spitting out blood, thanks to the poison.

Derek immediately knelt down with Kreed between him. He started with punch after punch and after a while, he swiftly grabbed the dagger tighter. He raised it up and was about to bury it into Kreed's chest when Kreed caught it midair, wrapping both his grip around the blade. Derek kept forcing and the cut from it made Kreed begin bleeding from his palms. He felt himself being overpowered as he was weakened by the poison. Derek thought quickly and then punched Kreed and then immediately used the opening to bury the dagger into his heart.

Kreed groaned from the pain. He watched as relief washed over Derek. He saw the happiness in his eyes. Derek couldn't believe he did it. He knew with him being posioned, he had a chance and there he was, his dagger in his nemesis' chest. A small and fulfilled smile escaped his lips.

Kreed coughed softly, looking up at Derek. He slowly raised his right hand and pointed behind Derek. With furrowed brows, Derek turned and saw Kreed standing behind him, staring down at him with an emotionless gaze, watching as shock, confusion and disbelief crept up on him. He swiftly looked back at the Kreed he just killed and saw it shifting to a dead wolf. "A clone?" He asked with disbelief.

"You should be mindful of your surroundings.....especially when you're fighting someone called Devil Eyes" Kreed stated. "Now let me show you the power of a god" He added.

Derek stood up and immediately dashed toward him with the dagger but froze when he got right in front of him. He couldn't move his body as he stood there, frozen still, staring into Kreed's eyes. Kreed closed the little distance between them. He took the dagger from Derek's grip with his eyes still glowing red.

He knew using that power of his would drain him quickly of his energy, especially with the poison weakening him more. He knew he needed to end it fast. "Why can't I move?" Derek asked with fear in his eyes. Kreed ignored him and moved over to his left side. He grabbed Derek's right hand, he swiftly buried the dagger inside his elbow and pulled it. Derek cried out in pain. But it was nothing compared to the pain he felt when Kreed ripped the arm off fully from the elbow. He yelled out in pain, blood dripping and mixing with the rain.

"That's for being involved with the death of my child" Kreed mentioned and then moved to stand in front of him. Staring directly into his eyes, he said "And this is for ever hurting Tessa". He immediately drove the dagger into Derek's left eye, causing him to cry some more as he pulled out the dagger, his eyeball following it out.

Kreed dropped the dagger on the puddle of water on the ground along with Derek's left eye and left arm. He watched as Derek dropped to his knees, crying and covering his blinded eye with his only arm. Kreed felt strength slipped from him. He was about to fall to his knees when he was caught and assisted on his feet. He looked at who it was and saw Freya. She had her arm wrapped around him, holding him up. "Thanks" He whispered to her.

She nodded and shifted her attention back to Derek. She seemed to have dealt with her father already. "I don't wanna kill you Derek...." Kreed started. "The only reason I'm leaving you alive is because you never truly meant Tessa harm. You were used. But you still have her best interest at heart. That's the grace keeping you alive" He said to him. "She'll need everyone who's willing to look after her after I'm gone" He muttered to himself and then turned to Derek again. "But you should know, for the rest of your existence....you're only alive because I willed it so" Kreed concluded, before walking away with Freya assisting him.

***

Derek groaned in pain continuously, tying up his bleeding half hand and his bleeding eyes. From where he hid behind a huge tree in the shadows, he kept staring at Tessa as they gathered around the dying Kieran. Seeing Tessa crying hard for his enemy made his anger grow deeper. That flared his hate for Kieran and all the Direwolves even more. He had lost totally in that war. He had lost his home, he had lost his pack, his father, Tessa and lost his battle with Kieran.

Sitting there on the wet ground with one eye and one and a half hand, he wasn’t ready to lose it all completely just yet. He didn’t want to go down just like that. He won’t accept his loss just like that. And then and there, he decided his hateful revenge is now greater than the love he has for Tessa. He wanted everyone who is even slightly related to the man that has brought him such pain to feel it a hundred times more.

“I can't. And you can't leave me now. I think I'm pregnant again. You want to leave me and your child again?"

His eyes shot open when he heard those words from Tessa. He glanced back at them and saw them still gathered around Kieran. He had thought then that Kieran losing his child was a good punishment but hearing that from Tessa, that was more news that added to his defeat. Not knowing if it was true or not, he decided to take it as the truth. His remaining eye glowed red with anger and hate and then and there, he knew just what to do. How to take his revenge on all of them and make them feel the pain and misery they had brought into his life.

Derek glanced down at his still bleeding arm which had soaked the clothe he used in tying it, his lip twitching with anger. “Kieran…..” He called quietly “I swear on my father’s life, I will rain down hell on all you hold dear. Your kid, your friends, your people, everyone will know pain” He swore and forced himself up to his feet and disappeared into the woods.