Before Seth could even move, Travis was gone. He rushed to his sons bedroom, there was no way they had already...

His heart fell as he opened the door. His son was gone, and one dead Lycan lay on the floor.

"Noooooooo!" He screamed. Everything had gone wrong. His love was gone, his sanity was gone, and now his child was gone, he wasn't even sure if he had any friends left.

In anger, rage and strenght, he punched a solid hole through the wood wall to his left, right through a support stud. He felt nothing.

Max struggled to sit up. "Go now. take my car, it's in the street out back. If you meet up with him again, tell him thanks. And here." Max held out her keys.

He took the keys from Max's hand.

"You're getting in the car."

He lifted her, laying her in the backseat.

"Travis, come on! Time to go!"

He gunned down three lycans as he was waiting for Travis, putting solid rounds into their torso and head.

Max curled up and didn't bother to protest.

He didn;t want to leave, his son was out there...in the hands of those filthy bastards...

But he turned around and ran, almost smahing through walls, through the entire lenght of the building. On his way through Seths office, he loaded himself with as much guns and ammo as he could carry, and he threw them in the trunk.

Seth jumped in the car and was impressed. Max could drive a straight drive.

He threw the car into first, popped the clutch, and peeled out of the HQ garage. He sped past a group of lycans, wondering what they were chasing after. Perhaps it would be Derric.

He looked into the mirror and spoke up.

"Max, do you know where Rose's family is?"

"Just outside town. It's like a little town, hard to miss." Max shivered and nearly puked.

Seth popped the handbrake and downshifted, sliding around the next curve, heading towards the outskirts. Flying past buildings, he saw the compound on the horizon.

It really was it's own town. Even had it's own prison, looks like.

Seth floored the accelerator as he sped towards the village house, grabbing his handgun as he got closer.

He was ready to fight if need be.

"They won't hurt you as long as Travis is here." Max was really pale now.

He put his hand on her forehead. She was cold.

"Are you okay?"

"No..." Max shivered again and moaned.

Max was the medic...he didn;t know anything about this kind of stuff.

"Seth, let me drive, you take of her..."

He wasn't exactly good with those he cared about, they uaually ended up dead or wishing they were...

"Travis, I can't just pull over in this situation. What's the wound, and what color is her face?"

"She shot herself through her damned head, and she's freaking white...just pull over and I'll drive, it won;t take but a minute. You need to be with her..."

"She can't wait. While I'm losing these few lycans chasing us, raise her feet up. Speed up circulation into her head, get blood flowing back up there."

He ripped off a part of his shirt.

"Wrap this tight around her head so she doesn't bleed out. She's damned lucky she's even alive."