Well, here you go. Chapter 2:

Val awoke to a bright white light.

'Am I dead?' she thought. Then she started to hear voices and realized they belonged to her aunt and other cousin, Michael.

"The doctors said she should be fine, but she'll have some scaring on her." she heard her aunt say.

"Good"

"I'm going to go see how her parents are doing back at the house, ok? You stay here and when she wakes up, call us."

"Will do."

Val waited for the door to close, she knew explaining what happened in the forest to Michael would be a lot easier than explaining it to her aunt.

"You can wake up now, she's gone." Val opened her eyes and saw Michael smile as he sat down in the chair next to her bed.

"Thanks" Val tried to sit up a little bit but the pain in her neck and shoulders was unbelievable. "Don't they have any drugs in this place?" she asked, smiling up at Michael, but being completely honest.

"They loaded you up about an hour ago, you should be floating right now." Both started laughing. "So, you gonna tell me what happened out there? 'Cause whatever happened out there, you must not have wanted my mom to know."

"Umm…well…" She really didn't know how to explain what happened because she herself didn't know. A wolf that changed into a human? Something that could read her thoughts? How could she tell him? She normally would be able to tell him weird stuff like this, but it was always from a book or movie they had seen. If she told him it was all-real he'd have her committed.

"I really don't remember much of anything. Me and Angela were out on the golf course, she ran away from me and I had to fight a wolf. Then everything goes black." It was the truth, kinda.

"O.K. Then answer me this," he said, reaching in his jacked pocket and pulling out Val's dagger. "Is this yours? 'Cause it must be since there are no knife marks on you, but there is blood on it."

Shit, she was in trouble now. What was she supposed to tell him? 'The truth maybe?' a little voice said (no doubt her conscience deciding to come out for a little visit)

"You're right, it's mine"

"Care to tell me how you got it, because I know your parents wouldn't get it for you so you can protect yourself."

"My mom gave it to me"

"Your mom?" he asked skeptically

"Not the mom you know, my biological mother. You knew I was adopted right?"

"Yea, I knew, but I didn't know you had had any contact with."

"I haven't, not since I was 4. When I turned 16, a year ago, my adoptive mother gave me a box she said that my birth mother had given her with specific instructions that only I was to open it and only on my 16th birthday. When I opened it there was the dagger you hold in your hands now, along with a note. It said something along the lines of 'this was mine, now it's yours. It is a family heirloom and even though I can't be there to give it to you personally and teach you how to use it, when you turn 18 you will learn about who you really are if you don't already know.'" (A.N. In certain adoptions the kid can only see their biological parents until they are 18, but they can still write to each other, it just goes through the adoption center so they can make sure the 2 aren't planning to meet ect.)

"Hmmm…well, that's an interesting story. You have any idea what she's talking about?" He asked, looking down and examining the dagger. It had a silver blade that was carved with writing that looked like Latin, but he wasn't sure. The hilt had sapphire and rubies set into the center with pearls at the 3 points.

"None, but I do plan on finding her when I turn 18. Did you find another dagger in the woods?" Val asked, she had just remembered the other silver dagger that she had used against the wolf.

"No, just this one? Was their another one out there your mother gave you?"

"Yes, the other one I had she sent me about 2 weeks ago."

"Ow!" Michael cried, he had been cleaning his nails with the blade and it had slipped, cutting his middle finger open.

"Are you ok? " Again Val tried to sit up, and again she winced in pain.

"Yea, I'm fine." he got up and looked around, finding some towels to wrap his finger in.

"The sheath for that should be with my clothes. Which are…." she said, looking around the room

"They had to cut your shirt off, and I took the sheath off your back when we were in the car on the way over. It looks too small to fit this blade though." He sat back down next to Val, clutching a towel to his finger

"That one came out of my boot, the one out in the woods still came from my back."

", Well, I'll hold onto it for you until you get out of here and I'll find the sheath before you parents get to it."

"Thanks, bur are, you sure you can handle it?" Val asked jokingly.

"Yes, I can thank you very much, I'm supposed to be the older and wiser cousin here." he responded sarcastically

"Older yes, wiser I don't know"

"Shut up! God even when your drugged up you can still be sarcastic."

"What can I say, it's me."

"Yea, well you need to get some sleep. I'll be here when you wake up and so will the rest of the family probably."

"Oh, joy. I have to deal with the whole family. You being here is bad enough." Val and her cousin always traded insults like this. To them it is almost a game.

"Gee, I feel loved here. You go to sleep and when you wake up you can deal with Angela all you want and I promise I won't stop you."

"Yay! Now I'm definitely gonna go to sleep so I can have plenty of energy to chew her up."

"Be nice. Now, sleep"

"Fine. Fine. Fine"

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