18. Is This A Game To You?

Ernest

I think I'm a pretty reasonable guy. If you ask me, I'm the most reasonable guy you will probably ever meet! So is it reasonable to ask your stupid, selfish twin brother to share our mate instead of hogging her a pretty reasonable deal?

Well, they didn't think so! They thought I was being selfish and rude and most of all, a female dog! I don't think I look like one, I'm a guy. What do they call male dogs...? Mitch! Not bitch people!

I thought I died. That antifreeze hit me pretty good I'll tell you that right now, but never did I think it'd make me...release all my anger on people. Yes, it has been bundled up for lots of years, but I learned to live with it.

Renee. What a pretty name. I've always thought Renee's name was pretty, just never said it aloud. Like right now for instance. Even though she flirts with Dexter while I reading a dictionary, she can still look so pretty.

That could be me. That should be me. While Dexter can treat someone like a bitch or Mitch and they love him to death. While I'm considered immature, dumb, ill-mannered, and worst of all...a Mitch.

I think I'm funny, sociable, loved by children, and quite alluring. But no, people don't see me that way. I don't know why though, unless someone is telling them I'm this and that.

"Ernest!" My ears pipe up as Renee calls me, I lay this heavy dictionary down. When she walks over I pat my lap for her to comfortably sit on. Just like how she sits on Dexters lap. My turn!

"Yes? Wanna sit down?" I pat my lap, but her nose scrunched up. I immediately pout, confused to why my lap is a bad place.

"No thanks. You look like a pervert when you do that." That wasn't very nice!

"Okay then...why did you call me?" I look to my brother, seeing him grin at her then at me. But I look away in annoyance of his face. Even though...it's like looking at me... You know what I mean!

"Dexter wanted me to tell you-."

"You can stop right there. If it wasn't for Dexter you wouldn't have come over here?" I told my arms playfully, furrowing my eyebrows over and over again, up and down.

"Kind of... But-."

I stood, this negative energy isn't corresponding with my positive energy. Whatever Dexter had to say probably wasn't as important as he thinks. In my opinion, he's a little stuck up on who is more...you know...Alpha than the other. To me, I think you shouldn't have to control others based on being an Alpha. You have to be one with everyone.

So far, I feel like I'm one, in a billion.

"'Person with the same blood as me', if you have something to say to me, then say it to my face. Do not send her to say it to me. I will immediately get the wrong impression, leave me be, please."

"I have a name you know." Dexter stood, his darn-y darn long legs walking to me in three strides. I wanted to trip him so badly, his face was in front of me and I didn't want to look at it. To see him be tripped...by me. His legs falling under him, his head hitting the ground.

"I know that, I just don't wanna use it." I fold my arms, turning around as I now am facing the wall. It's a nice wall, not only is it blue, but there's a tiny scratch on the wall. This wall, is my friend.

"Are...you gonna turn around? You look stupid while looking at the wall." I hear Renee and her voice obviously makes my heart flutter. Even though she just insulted me, that doesn't matter to me.

"The wall is my friend. His name is Wally." I turn away from the wall, facing Renee and Dexter. It hurts my heart to see how she can hang around him as he can insult her so, then I am nothing but kind to her. And I get insulted.

"What are you thinking Ernest?"

"I'm thinking of why you are still talking to me." I give it to him bluntly, walking around them as I leave that area. My time is somewhat irrelevant when I am around them. Like I am just there and they are in their own damn world. It sickens - shocks me! It shocks me!

Ernest be nice!

There's that voice again! I've been hearing this female voice in my head for the past few years. I haven't told Dexter, he doesn't need to know everything that goes through my head. He gets on my nerves with the whole "brothers have to share everything in their head" shit. Yep! I can say bad words, I'm a mild sailor! Not all the way - but - but I'm getting there!

I don't wanna be nice! Dexter deserves every word that comes out my mouth and that comes to him!

But you do know it's not personal.

Of course it's personal! It'll always be personal! He just doesn't understand and doesn't try to understand.

Ahh...

The voice is silent now, thank goodness. She's always acting like she's my mom or something. Even my real mother didn't bother me this much when I was younger! Weird, but true.

As I am walking in this house that Dexter took upon himself to build without asking me how we wanted it built, I notice something. Something I never noticed before...and it's glowing...oh my-

"Ruuuuuuunnnnnnn!" I scream. People are opening their doors and I see a child fall to the ground as she resembles Renee when she turned into a wolf. I pick her up, running as people start running behind me. The more we run I hear more footsteps come from everywhere. I get to the front door and when I twist the knob it doesn't budge.

I push in it, banging my shoulder on it as it won't open.

"Open sesame!" I yell, not even caring hat I sound like a darn child. I look at the ground, and start seeing neon yellow-green fog appear on the ground. Some of these children have no idea what it is. Half the people here are clueless on the antifreeze!

"All teens and adults! Put any child you see above you! On shoulders, back, front, even head! Make sure you don't inhale the smoke!" I order, seeing kids immediately be picked up and hoisted on shoulders. I just got healed from this poison, why is it here?!

"Ernest!" I see Dexter rush over as he has four kids everywhere on him. On his back, carrying two on his sides, and one on his shoulders." What is this!? How did the Couteaus find our residence!?"

"How am I supposed to know!? All we need to do is put past any hate or anger towards one another and act like the alphas we need to be! Brother with Brother!" I give him the stare, making him nod as he has the kindest grin I've ever seen him give a person in forever.

"That's all I ever-."

"No time for sincerity! We need to kick down this door before everyone dies!" I kick the door as it only nudges a little. I kick it some more, Dexter doing the same with me. Then all of a sudden, I see Renee appear out of nowhere. Her hands up as gold dust flows out her hands and her eyes glow a bright gold. All of a sudden the doors are consumed with the dust, and when Dexter and I kick it, it falls to the ground.

But once we do so, I see her falling to the ground, but Coy catches her before she's engulfed in the smoke.

"Lets go!" I run out as we try leading them away from the house. But it was no use as we were all out, but surrounding the gates, were the Couteau family.

I didn't know what to expect, but I never knew their family was this large. There are about sixty or seventy something of us. While there is twenty of them, but I have no idea if there is more hiding somewhere.

"Why...I didn't think you, Ernest, would find that trap. I thought Dexter would but if he wasn't so distracted on your mate then you would be...I don't know...having a more chance to survive. But now there's more of us, thank you Dexter. For being irresponsible." A man pointed his long knife from in front of the gate, smirking.

Everyone looked at Dexter, growling as all the blame was pointed on him. His face turned red and I looked at Renee, her face blank.

"I don't want to say I told you so but," the man glanced around, nodding at his family members in excitement," I told you so. Ernest, didn't I say it wouldn't be long until I found you guys? Didn't I say that Dexter would slip up and get distracted? I told you so..." I do remember a vivid recollection of a man sneaking into my room a couple of years ago. I thought it was just a dream.

He looked exactly like this man, but younger. He sat on my bed and was telling me how it was only a matter of time before we found a mate. That Dexter only needs that mate to get distracted, then he'd slip up his daily rout check of the house. I'd find it before him and save everyone. Becoming number one as people believe he's to distracted to notice the sign of danger.

"Ernest....!" Dexter hissed, putting down the children as I did the same, smacking me upside the head." Why didn't you tell me!?"

"I thought it was a dream! It was at midnight and he didn't even attack me!" I look back to the guy as I see some cars pulling up to the gate. I don't know what to do now, the only person missing from the family is-

"Liam..." I look to see Renee as she's noticed the same thing.

"Ah? Liam? We can't find him anywhere. Quite a disappointment actually. He was the best out of all of us. Then one day, he disappeared. If I didn't know better I'd think he-."

"Went to the other side." I hear his voice. A path clears as I look, seeing him in the very back. He's holding two swords in his hands, almost looking machete like. They are clear of any antifreeze and he is looking at all the Werewolves.

He walks through, and when he is between Dexter and I, he nods at us.

"Liam. How dare-."

"I won't let you kill my friends. If it has to come to this," he threw his machete as it landed inches from the mans head. The machete digging into the iron of the gate," I will do everything in my power to protect them. Even it means, having to kill you too. The monsters that do not have the right to kill these people, they are humans like us. That deserve to live. I'm done killing wolves just to make you all happy...no more...Father."  When Liam said that I found my mouth gaping open like a fish.

The Couteaus started whispering with one another. The Father yanked the machete out the gate, shaking his head as he gritted his teeth.

"If it has come to this...Son...NOW!" His Father screamed, everyone running as Dexter, Liam, and I ran at the same pace. Everyone behind us did the same, running as some changed into wolfs.

And at some point, we were mixed in, wolves attacking on one human as we were obviously winning. I see Dexter breaking the neck of a female Couteau, a gurgling sound echoing around. I find the Father standing in the center as he looks at me. I growl, getting on all fours as I turn.

I run, making him turn as he pulls out a knife. I dodge the slice that could've cut off my leg, biting his arm as I yank him out at the gate. I turn back to human, punching the guy in the face as he tries punching me.

"I will make sure your family doesn't hurt my family anymore!" I kick the knife out his hand as he is able to kick my special place. I try staying up as I grab the knife, pressing it onto the guys neck.

I turn around, seeing that everyone is down. All the wolfs are up except some weaklings. They'll heal, I'm not worried. But I look, seeing Renee with gold eyes as her and Liam are warding off three men that continue to get up.

"Renee hit their spine!" I scream, her hands slapping their spine as they cry out, and I watch as they puke out the gold.

I smile, turning to Liam's father as I press the knife deeper into his neck.

"Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you right now." I can hear my voice has dropped a few octaves, the guy I will just name Bob chuckled.

"You need me so that I won't haunt your con-."

I slice his throat as he drops to the ground. I don't care about him, all I know is that his great great grandfather killed my parents. Now it's his turn to visit hell.

I turn away, looking to see Dexter covered in blood. My mind is cut off as I feel something cut into my back. I gasp, Dexter and Renee running to me as I see myself falling to the ground. I look, seeing Bob still clinging onto life. I yank away from the knife, turning around as my claws grow.

I grab his throat, his blood sticking into my fingers.

"Is this some kind of a game to you? Now, it is, OVER." I graze my claws across his neck, slicing out his throat as it is now all over...

I glance to Renee, seeing her nod as she crouches next to me.

"I'm sorry." There's no words that need to be expressed as we hug. I didn't know it until I felt hot tears streaming down my face. This is it. I thought this was it...

Now someone please tell me, why I was so wrong?

Now that is the end of the major Part One of the story. There is three parts to this book. We just finished the part one. Now we go into part two. So, what did you think of Ernest p.o.v? I might do some guy p.o.v.'s more often. It's kind of fun - no - it's REALLY fun!

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