He was there, lying on the ground. He was too pale to be alive and his pulse was too nonexistent for a heart to be beating in his chest. His eyes were wide open looking at Alexa, a look of disappointment lingering. Blood trickled out one side his mouth.

Alexa rushed to him. Falling to her knees on the floor, sobs began to rack her body. "Not you too," she choked out. "Mom and Dad, they're already gone, Luca, you can't leave me too."

"Alexa. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up!" A familiar voice yelled.

Alexa clutched her skull, palms pressed against the sides of her face. Her hands were warm and lively, Luca's weren't.

"Lexa wake up! Oh my god! Wake the hell up!" "Help. Get help. Luca." Lexa mumbled. She then just sat up and screamed as loud as she could.

"Luca! I'm so sorry!" She looked over at the boy who was curled up on the floor, covering his ears. Blood was seeping through the gap between his hand and his ear.

"Was it the same dream?" Luca asked in a very hushed tone. His eyes looked so wide and innocent compared to Alexa's, with one blue and one brown eye, him too alien and too unreal for the world, a world which was very much real. Alexa wondered why it was somehow always Luca who took the pain, no matter how much she tried her best to prevent it.

"No, it was the same nightmare. Come on let's get you cleaned up." Alexa helped Luca up to the bathroom where she proceeded to wash the blood.

"So what was I doing this time?" Alexa asked.

"You were punching the wall, and kicking it. Then you got up and went into your parent's room. You took your mom's lipstick and wrote 'Death' on the mirror then came back to bed, then I tried to wake you up." Luca responded.

Alexa grimaced at the explaination. "Look, we are headed out to Mexico tomorrow morning. Let's forget about this and go to sleep." "Good night. Love you." Luca responded.

Alexa leaned over and glanced at her near by clock. It read 1:28 am. Great... so only 4 hours of sleep. She thought thinking back to the trip to Mexico leaving at 7:30 am with an hour drive and another hour to get ready and get through security, eat breakfast, all the necessities.

xXx

Alexa and Luca got off the plane and were handed their bags. The two walked over to a man holding a sign reading 'Black and McKinnon'. Alexa hugged the man. "¡Severo! ¿Còmo estás?" (How are you?) Severo responded "Muy bien. Gracias. ¿Còmo están?" (Very good. Thank you. How are you guys?) "Muy bien ,gracias Severo. Dònde está coche de Alexa?"(Very good, thank you Severo. Where is Alexa's car?) Severo smirked as he said "Su Jeep negro es derecho aquí,"Severo answered pointing to a black soft top Sports Wrangler Jeep with no doors. "A no ser que tu quiren con en mi Mercedes." (Her black Jeep is right here. Unless you guys want to ride with me in my Mercedes.) "¡Claro no!" (Of course not) Alexa said excitedly as she hopped in her car, Luca following suit.

The Jeep and Mercedes arrived to a little town called La Iglesia. They stopped outside of a tall building with two men standing guard. Everyone got out of their vehicles, and Alexa and Luca grabbed their bags. Severo nodded to the guards and they nodded back, show a sign of approval. The doors unlocked and the bunch started down a long corridor with a door at the hung on the walls, unlit. The door looked like it had spikes on it. Alexa, Luca and Severo entered the room. Soft acoustic guitar music filled the room. A woman walked up to the trio and Alexa yelled out "Auntie Araya!"

xXx

Party decorations hung around the large space. The woman named Araya squeezed everyone tightly. "What are you setting up for?" Luca asked Araya. Severo was now nowhere to be seen. Luca examined the decorations all over again and a turntable came into view. "The annual Calavera rave in one week. And Luca, I see you eyeing the music over there. Before you ask, yes you may be the DJ. But there is something I must tell both of you, or rather Alexa you will confirm what I tell you. Iam going to teach you how to use your powers." A confused glance rode over both Alexa and Luca's face.

Alexa's Pov-

"What do you mean Alexa will confirm the news?" Luca asked, now hovering protectively over me. Both Luca and my parents were brutally murdered when we were about seven. Araya took me to Mexico to live with her and foster care watched over Luca. When Araya brought me back to Colorado, we met. I have always thought of Luca as a brother, my best friend.

We grew up with Araya and she taught us how to be hunters. We would go on hunting trips to the Alps and hunt bears and sometimes wolves. Araya said that we would encounter much bigger prey once we were older and we needed to be ready for it. Once we turned 14, she let us do whatever we wanted with her money, we just couldn't spend it too irrationally.

"In time you will see," my aunt eerily replied, "But for now, I need to get back to work with the rave. I have a sense that something important is going to happen. Fredrico! Ven aca! Prisa! Federico will take you to your rooms and the vault."

I knew exactly what she meant by vault. The vault was filled with anything and everything a hunter possibly needed. Luca prefered guns, and more automatic stuff, like crossbows. Yet I liked to keep it simple, I was more of a hands on hunter with actual bows and arrows and Chinese ring daggers.

"Then I need you to come back downstairs so I can teach you." Araya smirked. I was concerned with what she was going to teach me.

xXx

"Lexa, I need you to run out and grab some some Devils Helmet for the party." Araya instructed.

"Araya, isn't it extremely poisonous?" Luca asked protectively.

"Luca, only some forms of it, Lexa is going to run to the market and get some for the drinks." Araya informed.

"Auntie, what drink would have a deadly poison in it?" I questioned. The entire room's focus was on the three that were arguing.

"Alexa Black! Go get the wolfsbane I need or I will go get it myself!" Araya yelled in a stentorian manner. I quickly did as she was told.

xXx/

"This doesn't seem so bad." A tall brunet boy said, with an unassuring tone.

""It's not the town, it's the plan." A redheaded girl retorted.

"What's wrong with the plan?" The boy asked, saddened.

"Stiles. This could be the stupidest plan we've ever come up with. You are aware of that right?" The girl stated. I watched them with caution. They looked like a very cute couple.

"I'm aware it's not our best." Stiles said.

"We are going to die." The girl stated.

"Are you saying that as a banshee or just being a pessimist?" Banshee? I have heard so many Irish folktale from Araya, but I have never heard someone being classified by it.

The two kept talking, and I kept watching. Creepily stalking them was a better phrase.

"Señorita." The clerk said, trying to snap me back into what I was tasked.

"¿Sí?"

"Es 344.46 pesos."

"Gracias."

I headed back to the club, worry filled me. Something was off. I couldn't pin point it, but tonight was going to be one hell of a night.

Author's Note-Thank you sooo much for reading. Please comment any ideas. This is my first fanfic and I hope you enjoyed. I do not own anything except for my OC's and plot ideas. Please fav, follow and review!

Love-Z!