If the Wall Did Not Exist 1x1 with Dragon and Alpha

[Alpha*]

Rith freezes at the inhuman sounds; how could he have forgotten? Such a fool! "Oh. Its, its... umm....Ben? Can you hear me? It's ok... if you, if you can't answer. I um, I'm here. I'm not going anywheres. Shhh." He closes his silvery eyes. "Shhh now Benny Boy. I saved you the bites, I can't really save you this pain. I.... Shhh now." He shutters against the door, rattling it just the tinyest; and it's then he realizes what he had forgotten. His eyes fly open, widen, turning an exquisite electronic purple.

That there was a lock inside... a lock, a combination of locks, that hadn't been bolted. Because he hadn't told the other. "Fool!" Is spat harshly, he check the time, 11:39pm. Hours until sunrise. Eternity. Voice harsh with terror - blooming towards panic when he remembers he'd exchanged his wolf weir self for the Trials in which Ammonia would possibly become Benjamins, should he win. "Fool!" Is cried again, heart racing. The sound, no doubt, filling the prison at his rear.

He calls in a favor in a hushed tone, moments later Melanie is returned to the palace. Safe and sound, unaware. "Shhh .. Benjamin. Shhh... I'm h-here, not goin' anywheres..." he stills, "it's me Rith. I... it hurts, .... it'll go away soon," croons the Mimic breathlessly.

[Dragon Happy]

Benjamin was unaware of the others presents and screams of pain muffled the others comforting words. He gripped his head and shrieked as his body was under going through this transaction. His mouth foaming and drooling, unable to keep it in while yelling because of his body shifting and moving. Soon he got up and heavily fell against the door, his still growing claws digging into it. The dark brown fur growing longer and his form growing taller, his now elongated muzzle pressed against the door and his eyes closed. Seven, eight feet was his max and suddenly the pained stopped.

His eyes open, now glowing a gastly blue as his instincts began to sink in, removing all sense of reason. He looked around, seeing himself in a room and growled. He then began to claw and bash against the door, the only thing he was thinking of was escape. A combination of growling and barking filled the room and echoed to the outside. Saliva and foam dripping from his mouth as he dug his claws in and attempted escape.

[Alpha*]

"No, no, you cant do that!" Rith cries, on his feet and trying to hold the door steady, it takes most of his strength. "Shhh now, go to sleep. " he shivers and curses the moon silently. "W-when you wake up it'll be over."

Suddenly a series of claw marks rupture through the wood, shred through the leather armor across his chest, leaving faint red lines. He yelps.

"Stop that Benjamin! " is hissed by the creature. "You want to hurt people? I know you don't! " he shoves back on the door. "Go to sleep! " his mind races. Could he take the pain, and the anti reason? Would Ben come back then? Physical contact is...required, not only desired. This moon would be the worst, it'd get better.

Thoughts on what would happen to him are not in his mind, only saving the city, saving Ben. By the sounds... Ben is no ordinary wolf, he was massive. Could the Mimic do anything? A shiver is surpressed; "Ben, please, I can't take you. You have to control the wolf. " fear hitches his breath, his heart stutters in his chest. "Huah, Please. You gotta help me out. You have to control yourself. "

The door wouldn't hold much longer, and he can't reinforce it. Magic or not. He's panting, sweat shines on his skin, hes already tiered, and his muscles ache with fatigue.

[Dragon Happy]

Benjamin hears the others voice, however it means nothing to him now. He growls and stops, sniffing at the door to see what's on the other side. Then it stops, no sounds, no clawing or trying of escape could be heard. It was pure silence. Suddenly the door was shattered into pieces and came out was massive charging wolf who tumbled to the ground. Regaining his footing he shook himself off and looked around for a bit and sniffed, on all fours at the moment. His glowing blue eyes then locked onto the other and a growl ran out of his throat. Not believing it was a friend but the one who locked him in the room. He then began to stalk forward slowly towards him, growling as foam and saliva dripping from his pulled back lips that showed his long canine teeth.

[Alpha*]

He'd begun to let his guard down when the noise had subsided, a shakey breath. "Good. Shh!" Then, he's tossed across the room like a ball, he hits a wall, feels the dry wall crumple against the force, molding to his all too human body, but doesn't bounce, only slides to the floor limply with a huff of air, somehow managing to keep his feet. That was good. "Benjamin. " is said in recognition and retaliation. "I'm so sorry. "

Adrenaline spikes through his body, it erradicates the pain from what he perceives to be broken ribs, and bruises. What could he do? An assessment proves that a fight wouldn't do anything but kill him. It SHOULD take seconds to get into Bens mind. Moments to take over.

With a deep breath and a roar of challenge he charges the hulking beast -not believing he would land the first blow. But he has to try. Doesn't he? Because maybe by striking first he can surprise that other, maybe he can win, save the city, save Ben, save himself.

A primal part of his brain urges him to take a stronger form, so he does, Chimera, but it's hard to hold and he has no choice but to be himself, he's too tiered for another form. If he hopes to take the mind he needs all his strength, if he hopes to survive at all.

If he dies? So be it. There couldn't possibly be another Change; Right? Definitely not. The pack took his wolf self. Rith is within the Weirs' arm reach, close enough to touch, to grab, and the mimic snarls again his challenge and fright..

Benjamin cannot be free. That predatory look nearly makes him freeze, but somehow he makes contact. His hand slaps against brown fur of his side - was that a dapple his palm just covered, or a trick of light ? - and he pushes with all his mind might into the beast, into the beginning swell of needing the pack, of Pack mind, searching for the individual, searching for a link. The link of his bite from a month ago, from creator to createe. "No!" He whispers. Could it be? It can't be possible. Had loosing the wolf form gotten rid of the control?

Maybe. He needs to take the mind entirely; and he wills his memory into the conciousness of Ben, forgetting everything else. His hand shakes, his arm drops; Rith swallows, his mouth is dry, has a split lip, he taists blood. He can't find the bond. He can't take the mind.

"Heaven help me."

[Dragon Happy]

The now primal for, let's out a roar back and stands his ground. Standing on his hind legs to present his towering eight feet to scared the other. Soon he felt the other push on him but did nothing. Taking this opportunity of the others weakness, his claws dug into the others shoulders and tossed him back. Not letting the other take a breath he pounced onto his body. Landing on him and digging his back claws into the others legs. His front paws now digging into the others chest and drawing blood. He growled at the other and looked down at him, his shining, bright blue eyes staring into the others. His lips curled into a snarl while saliva dripped onto the other, taking a moment to look and observe his prey.

[Alpha*]

He barely has time to react, let alone breathe. He feels the ground crunch beneath the force, and whimpers at the pain. Before it changes. Then, he screams - his body flicks between seven or eight human like forms: he has no control. None as he glitches been two.

And he snarls in return to the others; his haze fogged mind races. Could he? He feels his ribs break on one side, he cant breathe. It burns.

This death isnt his first, it might not be the last.

When that animalistic face leans closer his fingers brush the fur on his cheek. "I... it'ss... a-aa-al.." he swallows, "alright. I... I f-f-forg-give you... B-ben. D-don't l-linger on-n it-t.. shhhhh...
's alright. Shh..." he whimpers softly in the back of his throat, swallows again, groans and exposes his throat.


And suddenly he has the others mind, just faintly. He shows a picture of Ammonia to the beast, willing Benjamin humanity. " I ... 's... k..." his eyes begin to flutter shut, breath labored, pupils exploded across his eyes, until practically no color is there to be seen.

His other hand scrabble for purchase, and come up, waving and sticky in front of his face. "B-ben? You in there... 's... okay... doesnt hurt. .. 's okay..." both hands drop, but there's enough contact to remain in Benjamins head.

[Dragon Happy]

The wolf grows as he feels the others hands and digs them in deeper into the other. His eyes going wide at the flash of Ammon. Remember her, that's who his mate was suppose to be and who was he protecting. He looked down at the other, a growl continuing to come from his throat. Not remembering the other clearly, but knowing he didn't deserve such pain. He hopped off and looked at the other, biting down onto his jugular to end him quick.

[Alpha*]

NO!!! Not that! ANYTHING but That!! is mentally howled across the precarious mental link seconds before the bite. Please... no... not again... Rith thrashes against the agony, tears dripping down his face; "What've... you done?" Is gurgled solomly, terrifiedly. But he already knows.

Rith drags himself to a sitting position against the ruined wall, he foggily watches the wolf, he cant let go. Not yet. Not till dawn and the Change Back. Then he's still, and silent, his paled, dirty hands against his wounds, but... he is awake. Until the last. He can't let go. He wills his wounds to heal over, keeping the link in place as something to focus on. its... Alright Ben. Be over soon... less than an hour. Stay. Stay with me. Here. Stay ... here ... his strength ebbs.

When dawn comes it seems to be in a rush of sounds and brightness that happens in the blink of an eye. No matter that his eyes had slowly been being closed for longer and longer periods of time. He watches as Ben becomes human again under the morning suns light .. and succumbs with a heavy sigh and a look that's a cross between a smile, a smirk and fear. Crusted over fingers fall at last with a " ... 's okay.." one more time before his eyes are shut, and blood pours again from ripped scabs.




(I have no choice but to timeskip >. <.)

[Dragon Happy]

The wolf growls as he thrusted and continued to bite hard before letting go. Then his eyes quickly dialated at the lite rising up, covering his eyes with his paw to see. He then roared in pain as his began to transform back, his claws digging into the wood. He panted as he is form got smaller and smaller, the fur dissapewring and everything going back to normal. He slumped to the ground in a ball of sweat and shakiness, looking around frightened. He gasped for breath and coughed as if he was drowning under water. Soon seeing Ruth he gasped and crawled over " R-Rith? " he said with shaky hands. Gently holding him " D-did I do t-this? " he aske dhimself as tears rolled down his cheeks and onto the others body.