#sof nikita

mara was livid, absolutely livid. She had always gotten what she had wanted, always, and now, she hadn't. It was maddening to her, the rage inside of her violent and ready to blow. Following the three little group of brunettes home was easy, she knew their scents. Especially Allison's. Tears almost came to her blue eyes, how angry she was, but she held in the tears and instead channeled it into rage. "ARGENT!" She exclaimed from the sidewalk, it being late at night and no one being around. Good. No witnesses. "You give me that damned tiara right now, or I swear, I'll rip it right off of your little peasant head, I swear."

Allison was smiling. The first genuine smile she had worn in what felt like forever. Tonight had been...short of perfect. It was like before, when nothing had mattered except her friends. She had smiled, laughed and danced. So had her pack. And winning Prom Queen was never a bad thing right? Walking home with Callie and Nikita, she laughed at one of their jokes until she heard footsteps. Instantly on the defence, she turned to face her foe. Mara Olsen. Prom Queen wannabe. Folding her arms, Allison remained where she was, tiara in hair. "Hello Mara."

Callie couldn't lie and say she didn't enjoy the Prom. The first, no-heads-rolling-prom she had had where she actually enjoyed herself. With her high heels on her hand, the brunette walks walking barefoot and even though it wasn't the most comfortable thing, it was way better than walking around on heels the devil had forged. Her laugh was quickly interrupted by a voice that was more familiar than Callie would like it to be. Turning around, she met Mara. "Demonic Barbie you mean" she muttered under her breath. "Look, Barbie, let it go, okay? Allison won, fair and square. If you had deserved the crown, you would be the one wearing it."

Nikita had let her guard down for one night. Her first high school dance. Her first prom. She'd gone with a friend she cared about and could finally admit, to herself and everyone else, that she did consider them friends. Allison deserved Prom Queen and being able to bitch about how uncomfortable her dress and heels were with Callie had been nice. Her content mood, however, dissipated almost instantly at the sound of the shrieking blonde behind them. "Why does it even matter so much? You know everyone hates you. Why are you so surprised that no one wanted to you get what you wanted? Just go home, Mara. Don't embarrass yourself."

mara eyed the three brunettes with scorn and disgust. They shouldn't have been talking to her like that. She was royal, she was a wolf, she was stronger, faster, smarter than all of them combined. Clenching her fists, she neared them, advancing. "Your fun night is about to come to an end, ladies. You know what? Forget it. I'll rip your lungs out and wear them like a crown, how about that? Better than some idiotic plastic thing, huh?" She smirked, feeling her eyes about to change to its steel blue. "You best be prepared, ladies, you have no clue about who you are messing with. So please, by all means, just try and run, or just keep talking like the pure idiots that you are. I'm sure that will work really quite well for you."

Allison didn't know about the others, but she was sick and tired of Mara's bullshit. Time and time again she had witnessed the girl terrorising people - hell, she strangled Helen for no good reason, nearly drowned Stiles...she was livid. And Allison never did have much tolerance for cocky blondes. Patting her leg, Allison was secure in knowing that there was a knife stashed there. But she'd have to rip her dress - at least the photos were taken already. Casting a look over at Nikita and Callie, she gave them a slight nod. "Ever thought about how it might end for you? Walk away Mara."

Callie rolled her eyes; everything about the blonde's voice annoyed her to no end. Annoyed her more than her older brother which was saying a lot in Callie's scale of "I'm done with you". Callie couldn't help but let out a small laugh, almost not believing the nerve Mara had. "Are you serious? I mean, I know you're blonde but... that blonde? Three against one, Mara. You won't win" she said, reassuring herself that she had a weapon strapped to her right leg.

Nikita still trying to be the voice of reason, raised her hands in a show of not wanting a fight. "Mara, do you really want to ruin your prom like this? Go back to your date. Get over it. Prom Queen doesn't fucking matter." She sighed rolling her eyes so hard that she felt a slight pain. Her eyes caught Allison's nod and her shoulders sagged slightly. Really, a fight on prom night? "If this is really what's going to happen, I'm just going to say to you, bitch, if my dress gets ruined, I'm going to make your life miserable."

mara glared at the three of them, unmoving and unaffected that it was three against one, the odds against her, but hell, her entire life, the odds were against her. She didn't let that get her down. Taking off her earrings and high heel shoes, she growled at them, snarling, angrily. "The only hell that will be created will be for you. Remember I gave you a chance." She exclaimed and suddenly, her eyes turned to steel crystal blue, her claws coming out to play, those sharp claws as she chuckled and smirked. "Who wants to be ripped apart first? Allison? I'm sure Daddy will love to see you," She said, nearing her and raising her claw to attack.

Allison cursed under her breath. Looked like they were going for a fight. "Mara, I am so sending you a bill for this." She muttered, kicking off her shoes and - grimacing - tore her dress up the side to reveal the knife, whipping it out. "Daddy would be proud of me." She shot back, hoping that the others were springing into action. God they could use Callie's sword. Darting back, she avoided Mara's attack, nodding at Nikita. It was like how they practised.

Callie groaned as she tore off her dress with the knife she carried strapped to her leg. "I'm going to burn that stupid crown, Allison!" she said, then she tore off the remaining fabric of her dress, tossing it to the ground and holding the knife firmly in her right hand. Okay, Nikita had been training her --- fighting off Mara should be easy. Watching as Allison avoided the bitch's (in every sense of the word) attack, Callie remembered she didn't come with just a knife. Running to her mini bag, she knelt down and took out a little thing she had taken from her brother's car. Smirking, she stood up. "Hey Mara, say cheese!" she said, hoping Allison would get what she was doing. Gods, where was her sword when she needed it.

Nikita shook her head. "Mara, don't." That was crossing the line and all for a stupid, cheap crown? Just because the girl was a "royal werewolf" did not mean she was a queen or deserved her crown. "Fuck this." She growled, completely against ripping her dress as Callie and Allison had done. Her eyes darted from Allison to Callie to Mara as she reached quickly into her (very fucking handy in this moment) backpack and pulled out a small crossbow. The silver arrows had been dipped in wolfsbane. "I'm going to be the nice one and give you one more chance. Say something and piss me off? I'll really enjoy what I'm about to do then."

mara rolled her eyes growled and couldn't even listen to the girl's warnings, all she could see was her massive rage, her anger, her complete emotions taking over her, the wolf inside of her taking over her. Angrily, she saw the knives and swiped the knife from Allison's hand, throwing it and growling at both Callie and Nikita. "You will regret this, you WILL!" She screamed, attacking Allison, tackling her with her claws, scratching her cheek. "You WILL regret this, Allison!"

Allison had to curse her luck. Why did she always piss off the diabolical ones? Ducking as Mara threw her knife at her, she fell back onto the concrete as Mara lunged for her, claws tearing into Allison's skin. That better not scar. Trying to get in control of Mara, she struggled to restrain her hands, figuring a good kick to Mara's lady parts might slow her down slightly. "A little help?" She shouted out, kicking twice more to try and wound her. If only she had...reaching out with one hand, she grabbed one of her precious silver heels, using the sharp end to dig into Mara's arm, hopefully seriously bruising her. She kept pounding, again and again.

mara takin names: [RIGHT IN THE VAGINA?! HOW DARE YOU]

Callie took her knife once more and quickly ran over to Mara and Allison; acting under pressure was what she was trained to do and, so far, the training had been paying off. Standing over Mara, Callie put the knife to the blonde's throat. "I told you you wouldn't get anywhere near Allison. Take your stupid claws away from her or I'll show you just how easy a blade can rip your throat off" she said, quoting the blonde.

Nikita: ran over, silently cursing Artemis because she was mentally too old for high school bullshit and the Goddesss hadn't warned her about bitches like Mara Olsen when she shipped her off to Beacon Hills. With Calllie over Mara, and Nikita quite frankly over the situation and more of an action girl than a talking girl when it came down to things, didn't wait when she reached the blonde. It was nice to have Mara held down and distracted. Nikita took the arrow and dug it into the girl's side, breaking skin and pushing it farther. "Oh, sorry." She said all fake sweetness and shock. "Did I do that? My hand must have slipped when Callie was talking."

mara screamed out in utter pain, when Allison kicked her a few more times, hard, and she wanted to rip the bitch's face off. And then Callie held the knife to her throat, Mara growling at her, grabbing the knife from her hands and kicking Callie right in the stomach, sending her flying on her back. The knife breaking into Mara's side made her scream out in more pain, breaking skin and immediately Mara got up, trying to recover, smacking Nikita across the face and turning back to Allison, her claws out to play. "Don't mess with me, bitches!" She charged at Allison, grabbing her by the throat, choking her. "Ready to see Mommy and Daddy, darling?"

Allison felt hopeless. Utterly weak. And she had always hated that feeling. There was something about the way Mara taunted her, how she mocked Allison's parents deaths, as if they were meaningless. Well maybe they were to a stone cold bitch, but not her. Fighting for air as her trachea closed, she fumbled around for Callie's knife, Nikita's arrow - anything. Eventually her hand grabbed the arrow. Without hesitating, she drove it into Mara's hands, twisting the arrowhead so that it dug in further, the wolfsbane stinging. What felt in forever, Mara let her go, arrow halfway through her hand. Without hesitation, Allison kicked her in chest, winding her.

Callie felt her back meeting the ground in rough way and she couldn't help but cough a bit as a reflex towards the pain that had settled in her back muscles. "Goddamn it" she said as she turned on her stomach, watching as Allison struggled to fight off Mara. Slowly, she began to sit up, looking for a way to help Allison, yet the brunette didn't need her help at all. By the time she was up on her feet, her hand pressuring her back, Allison had already stabbed the bitch. Looking for her knife, the girl found it a few feet away and after she picked it up, Callie's mind immediately thought about what they were going to do next.

mara screamed out in horrible pain, immediately letting go, doubled over in pain. "Y-You...BITCH!" She screamed out in pain, the wolfsbane burning her badly. She cried out in pain, letting go, her wounds painful as she looked at the brunettes. "...Y-You will r-regret this, you stupid bitch..."

Nikita reached for Callie, her hand curling around her arm. Allison seemed to be having the upper hand for a few moments, they had a second to spare. "We have to get her off of Allison. She's psychotic and she's going to seriously hurt her, even if Allison is... sort of beating her at the moment." Nikita tried to think. Fighting her wouldn't always work. She was stronger than them and eventually they would tire out. They were only human at the end of the day. "Wait." She said, looking over to her bag. "I don't know if this is going to work, I haven't used it before and I was told to only use it in cases of emergency. Have you heard of Moonstone? Hecatolite? Whatever. I have some. We have to get it on Mara, it'll make her weaker. You help her with the crazy bitch and I'll get the powder from my bag. Deal?"

mara screamed out in horrible pain, immediately letting go, doubled over in pain. "Y-You...BITCH!" She screamed out in pain, the wolfsbane burning her badly. She cried out in pain, letting go, her wounds painful as she looked at the brunettes. "...Y-You will r-regret this, you stupid bitch..." She whimpered out, using her claw to then claw the side of Callie, hard, smirking. "Deal with that, bitch..." She said, out of breath, but still smirking.

Allison sighed, trying to get back her breath. Would this bitch ever give up? Miraculously, the tiara was still in her hair. Wasn't that ironic? Sensing that Callie was now under attack, Allison got to her feet the best she could, improvising with a weapon by clobbing her over the head with a rock whilst her attention was diverted. Didn't crush her skull very much though. It only made the situation worse, with Mara turning her attention back to Allison, head pounding she backed away, noticing Nikita do something in the background.

Callie didn't even had the time to think about what she was going to do to Mara to get her off Allison; next thing she feels is a sharp pain on her side, distributed between the fives claws that had dug into her skin. Letting out a scream of pain, the brunette couldn't stand on her feet, the pressure only making the pain worse. So, she fell to her knees, looking at Mara, glaring at her while still groaning in pain.

Nikita looked back from going through her bag, her eyes narrowing at the sight of Callie and Allison and Mara. "Mara, you're going to regret that." She warned thoroughly and over one million percent done with the blonde. "You're such an irrelevant bitch and we'll see how well you fight when you don't have all your werewolf strength to back you up." When she was close enough, the teen opened the vial and blew a small amount at the blonde. Hopefully it would work the way she was told: it would block the moon's effects on the werewolf and leave her, more or less, without her powers and they could take her down long enough to just get away.

mara tried to get away, tried to crawl away, to get up, before Nikita blew the content of the viral at her, losing her powers. Screaming out in pain, she shook with rage and anger, now unable to heal due to the content inside of it. "YOU BITCHES, I'LL KILL YOU ALL! I WILL!"

Allison stood up shakily when Mara had her powers taken from her, shooting a grateful look at Nikita. "Shut up." She shouted sternly, looking over to the other huntresses. "Do we just leave her? Her wounds can't heal anymore. And she was an arrow in her. And possibly brain damage." Weakened, Allison felt confident enough to walk past her, adjusting her tiara as she went, just to spite her.

Callie just looked over at what was happening in front of her, still pressing her side, trying to keep the blood from rushing out. "Just leave her. She's useless as a human. No claws, no power. It's funny" she said, shaking her head as she looked at both Nikita and Allison, before looking at Mara who was now rendered defenseless and powerless.

Nikita shook her head. "That's not how we operate. Leaving her would make us no better than her. And while I hate Mara, I'm not a monster like she is." She looked to Allison, fishing around in her hair and pulled out a key. "Don't look at me like that, I didn't know where else to put it. Take Callie to my house. I'll deal with Mara." She looked over to the blonde, leaning down to help the girl stand. "Shut up. You're acting like child. We warned you and you didn't listen. This is your own fault. The effects will wear off soon and you'll be fine. I'll take you home. It's not like you can do anything to hurt me right now other than whine."

mara shook her head, spiting on Nikita when she came at her. "NO! I'd rather die here than be taken care of by you!" She exclaimed, seething with rage. "You stupid...little g-girls, that's all you are! I'm g-going to kill all of you once I g-get my powers back!" She exclaimed, but in reality, she couldn't. That would draw too much attention to her and her pack. Breathing hard through her nose, she stayed on the ground, her head too dizzy to get up, pulling the arrow out of her, yelping in pain. "Yo-You're all going to feel my wrath...I promise!"

Allison couldn't help but roll her eyes at Mara's words and promises of revenge. Arching an eyebrow at Nikita as if to say 'you got the short end of the stick' she approached Callie, asking her if she was okay with a concerned face. She was made of stronger stuff though. Steel. They all were. "Okay, I'll see you there later." She nodded at the huntress, adding a small smile. Allison paused. "Thanks for having my back guys. It means a lot to me." She considered them friends now - more than anything else. She looked down at Mara. Part of her felt sorry for her - that her life was so meaningless that she was reduced to this. "I hope you learn something from this." She sighed. "You chose to be this way." Turning her back and grabbing her shoes, Allison began to walk away, limping slightly.

Callie looked up at Allison before standing up, slowly but surely standing on her two feet after struggling. "I'll be fine" she said, still feeling the pain on her side, pressing it despite the ache. Looking at Nikita, the girl narrowed her eyes in confusion but she chose not to say anything; if Mara tried something, Nikita could handle her with her two eyes closed. Callie smiled a bit at Allison. "Hey, what are friends for, right?" Callie simple said, shrugging a bit. Her eyes met Mara again. "Don't waste your breath, Allison" and with that, Callie turned around with Allison and walked beside her, limping and pressing her side.

Nikita smiled weakly at her friends. "I'm told you once, Allison: I'm here for you. And this one," she pointed to Callie, "just kind of wormed her way into my good graces." She looked over at Mara, her smile falling. "Look, you can either lie here in agony until you get your wolfy powers back, or you could let me help you." She offered her hand to the blonde, whether she would take it or not would be the answer. "I don't have to help you, but here I am trying to help you. Don't be stupid, Mara. You're a lot of things, but I don't think stupid was on the list I gave you."