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Chapter 2: Calling all the monsters

The next afternoon found Betty Cooper staring at the murder board intently in the Blue and Gold newsroom with Jughead. They were both so focused that the only noise in the room was the sound of the school's old heater trying poorly to warm up the chilly building. Betty looked over the various post it notes and pictures, cringing internally as her eyes glanced over her father's picture before taking in just how many pictures were on the wall. The more evidence they seemed to uncover the more suspects they seemed to add. Guilt and suspicion seemed to be going through Riverdale like a bad case of the flu.

"If you two stare at the board any longer, you're going to go blind."

Betty jumped as Veronica and Kevin suddenly appeared in the doorway. She quickly smiled while Jughead's face remained stoic, despite the surprise.

"Well, we're hoping that if we stare at it long enough, the killer will magically reveal themselves." Jughead replied with a sarcastic smirk.

"Can't you just… you know?" Kevin asked, placing a couple fingers on his head gesturing to Jughead.

Betty winced as Jughead rolled his eyes, "The powers that be aren't exactly on speed dial. Besides I don't see you out in the forest asking the trees who did it."

Kevin threw his hands up in mock surrender and Jughead groaned, slinging his backpack on his shoulders. "I better go, I promised Archie I'd go with him to check on his dad at the construction site."

Betty happily accepted a kiss from Jughead before watching him leave out the door. Veronica moved to stand next to her while Kevin leaned on the table in front of the board.

"You guys doing all right?" Veronica asked.

Betty nodded, "Jughead just feels bad that he can't do anything more to help. But even if he could, it's not like Seer visions are particularly clear."

"It's so weird," Veronica said putting a stray hair back behind her ear, "I mean when my mom said we were moving to Riverdale, she said that the people here were welcoming when it comes to the supernatural, but I didn't expect everyone I met to be so…"

"Freaky?" Kevin supplied.

"I was going to say special."

"Doesn't sound much better." Betty said with a bitter laugh.

"Hey, I have no room to judge." She replied, snapping her fingers before her favorite nail file appeared in her right hand. "But I'm more used to your garden variety witches and wiccans, not Skinwalkers, Seers, dryads, and well, what exactly are you again Betty?"

"A Dola." Betty explained. "A Slavic spirit charged with keeping heroes in line with their destinies."

"And you guys turn into cats, right?"

"I haven't gone full feline since I was eleven." Betty chuckled. "But yes, we can transform into cats."

Betty looked back at the board remembering back to the first time she did transform into a cat. It was one of the few times in her life that she felt free, and at the same time filled with an undeniable sense of purpose.

"So, you guys go around making sure the good guys are still doing honorable deeds, right?" Veronica asked.

"My ancestors did," Betty replied, "a long time ago. But the closest to that I've come is maybe a little matchmaking."

"Not that it's ever helped our love lives." Kevin joked.

"I dabbled a little myself in love potions back in the day." Veronica said a little proudly, "I wasn't half bad either."

"Tell me you still have some." Kevin begged jokingly.

"Why, things rocky with you and the Joaquin?" Veronica asked her eyebrows arching suggestively.

"No, no everything's fine," Kevin quickly amended, "except for the fact that I can't bring my boyfriend home to meet my dad."

"Is this because of the serpent thing or because the half vampire thing?" Betty asked with genuine concern for her friend's relationship struggle.

"Whoa, back up here," Veronica said standing up and squaring off against their male friend, "tell me you are not living in a Stephanie Meyers novel!"

"He's only half vampire." Kevin countered, "He can walk out in sunlight and doesn't light up like a disco ball."

Betty tried to listen to Kevin and Veronica argue, knowing that this was important to her friend who had been there for her many times, but she found her mind drifting back to the board. It seemed like they were getting nowhere with Jason's murder and almost everyone else seemed to be completely okay with that. Even she was falling back into her daily routines, only now she had her grades, cheerleading, the blue and gold, trying to do everything she could to help Polly and her mom and sleuthing on top of being one of the supernatural residents of Riverdale. Most days it was all she could do to keep from collapsing in a heap of exhaustion. She knew that if she didn't stay on top of things, it would be way too easy to slip into her spiritual form without even realizing it.

"Hello? Ground Control to Major Tom?"

Betty was quickly brought out of her thoughts, noticing that her head had been sliding down where she had it rested on her arm.

"I'm sorry what?" she quickly responded looking up at the concerned faces of Veronica and Kevin.

"Bets, you seriously need some sleep." Kevin said worriedly. "This case is going to drive you insane."

"I have to find out who did this Kev." Betty replied. "This whole thing has torn my family apart and I can't let the murderer get away with everything they've done."

"What about Kevin's dad and the sheriff's department?" Veronica asked both to Betty and Kevin, "I mean they're still looking into it right?"

"Of course," Kevin said quickly defending his father, "but with practically everyone in town having motive, it's not exactly easy. Especially with the Blossoms being so uncooperative."

"I thought they wanted Jason's killer found?" Veronica asked.

"Not if it means dragging out all their dirty laundry." Betty shook her head sadly knowing all to well that the family of vixens had a lot to hide. "As bad as Cheryl is at school, her whole family has a history of viciousness."

"That's one way of looking at it."

The three of them jumped as the phrase 'speak of the devil' entered each of their minds. The Queen vixen herself stood in the doorway, lightly tossing her red hair over her shoulder.

"Vixens are proud defenders of justice." Cheryl stated haughtily. "We were called upon in Ancient Greece and as well as other great civilizations to enact the gods' vengeance on those who strayed from the right path."

"Yes, heaven forbid they get a second chance." Kevin said forcefully.

"Whatever tree boy." Cheryl groaned then turned Veronica and Betty, "I just came to let you two know that we're having a team meeting in thirty minutes in the gym to discuss the homecoming pep rally and you both better be there or you're off the team."

And with that she left in a huff as quick as she entered.

"Ain't no rest for the wicked, right?" Kevin chuckled darkly before bidding both his friends' farewell and heading home.

"No rest indeed." Betty thought to herself.

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