Devin Old Backstory

Emmett and his all new gang have finally found Devin, and declared war on him. The Felids had evolved immensely, having over 50 members and Emmett himself being a millionaire. This allowed them the money to buy the necessary weapons to effectively eliminate Devin; silver bullets. Silver guns were only shared among the four leaders of the gang.

Devin received the threat, and put Lydia's protection first. Knowing his problem, a few local werewolves stepped forward and volunteered to assist him in his fight, for they could hear the second heartbeat inside of Lydia as well and satisfy their instinct to protect. Since these werewolves were fairly young and new to being werewolves, none of them had much experience like Devin, who was an alpha. Devin accepted the help and filled them in on when they would attack, telling Lydia that he had to settle a personal dispute and warning her not to follow him. He had a team of about 22 werewolves

A few days later, the two met at an old abandoned factory, their allies behind them. The weather was cloudy, further darkening the atmosphere.

Emmett approached with his silver pistol on his waist. "Hey, Rex. Been a while!"

"What you're doing is pointless," Devin replied sentimentally, having a dreadful feeling that his visions would prove to be true. "There's still time to stop this."

"I never like to let a tattletale go loose."

"I didn't say shit to the police. Those people are in prison where they belong and you can't change that. I expected you to be a little more mature." Emmett noticed the look in his eyes. He'd been totally changed at heart.

Emmett scoffed, hardening his resolve. "I'm simply doing what must be done. I hope you said goodbye to your wife." He suddenly ordered his gang to fire and Devin leaped back, giving the signal to let his pack loose. Emmett stood back behind the protection of his militia as the beasts rampaged forth.

Devin watched, a bit surprised at the amateurs' speed. They could actually dodge a few of the bullets as they charged after their targets. Each human was easily seized and ripped apart by their jaws. But their inexperience and weakness led to their death when they were hit with even one shot. The silver bullets were large, and once inside a werewolf's body, burned the flesh and caused decay from the inside out. It caused instant death for most. 

Devin did his part, as he was quick and had experience in slaughtering groups of humans. The battle went on for about an hour as Emmett stood on a platform and watched, smiling devilishly. The werewolves were falling, taking multiple bullets into their human bodies. They only had enough experience to trigger their feral forms at will, not their full forms. Devin noticed this, and triggered his own feral form and killed three of the leaders. The Felids and the Canids were all dead, only leaving Emmett and Devin. 

Devin managed to knock Emmett off the platform, letting him fall onto the ground 30 feet below. He'd broken a few ribs and pained himself to sit up. But being merciful, Devin stopped and once again tried to negotiate. 

"Emmett, we can still stop this. You and I can walk away and go on living like it never happened."

Emmett scowled. "You can. But I have no choice. The Felids are my home... and you can't stop us!" He raised his gun and fired a shot into Devin's abdomen.

"Agh!!" He hit the ground, falling onto his back. He knew immediately that it was a silver bullet.