World of Darkness: Portland

heard himself shout involuntarily in the human tongue, and then
he was changed, beyond capacity for man speech, a Garou, ready
to taste his enemy’s blood.
Now freed, however, the blonde was ready for him. Before
he could approach either one, she raised her uninjured hand to
the heavens, proffering what looked like a signent ring. She
spoke a word in a language Ashley had never heard and couldn’t
begin to guess of, and instantly those heavens responded.
Although the overcast sky was not the frontrunner of a storm,
lightning coursed from the sky accompanied at the same moment
by a resounding crack. It arched directly into Ashley. He saw
only blinding white and felt an agonizing pain as if the giant
fist of some long forgotten spirit grabbed hold of him. The
lightning lifted his now-massive body upward and away from the
sisters and left him sprawled on
the ground, fur smoking and
hissing.
Roxanna struggled to
her feet as Ashley lay there
growling. The blonde sister
cradled her wounded arm
but nevertheless stepped
forward threateningly. “Get
the boy,” she said to the
redhead.
Sam had been laying on the
ground, barely propped up by his
“I don’t wish
elbows, gaping at the events before
him. Now he allowed himself to be
helped up. “What...?” he tried, but
then had to lean on his knees for a
to kill you.”
moment.
“It’s all right,” Ashley heard the redhead say, though her words
were thick and slow. His vision was foggy, and pain coursed his body so
thoroughly he made no effort to rise. “Come with us, we’ll keep you
safe.”
Roxanna was approaching the blonde, slinking low, wary but still
ready. Ashley suspected she was not badly hurt; however, she was no
match for the two of them. “I don’t wish to kill you,” the blonde sister
said. “Stay where you are, and allow us to leave.”
Roxanna knew it, too, for although she snarled and gnashed her teeth
she didn’t approach again. The redhead helped Sam remain erect, the
blonde clutched herself; all three slowly backed away, and a moment
later were out of view.
Once they were gone, Ashley allowed himself to slip into Hishu
again. Roxanna did the same, coming over to his sprawled body. “Are
you hurt?” he asked, lifting his head with great effort.
She held her right hand to her left side. “Just a rib,” she said,