Chapter 8

A/N: Sorry guys, this is just another boring update. Not a lot going on in this one, just a filler. So if you want to skip this, don't worry, you won't hurt my feelings. Part of me doesn't want to waste an update on this chapter either.


Percy POV

"So what's the punishment, Perseus?" Victoria asked me as I walked into the house later on with Allison trailing behind me.

"I have lunch detention for the next week and a two day suspension from school. I got a lesser sentence because I really didn't mean to strike him, he was just in the wrong place at the wrong time." I remarked as I sat down at the table.

"And how is that so?" Victoria asked, leaning towards me on her elbows.

"I mean no disrespect, but that's none of your business." I stated firmly. "Seriously, did everyone wake up and decide to question me on every single thing today? First Allison, and now you. Just leave me be, is that too much to ask?" I huffed exasperated.

Victoria turned to Allison. "What did you ask him about?"

Allison blushed, catching me off guard. "Wait, why are you blushing?" I asked, confused.

"Because last night when you were having an adult dream, I came into your room to get you to quiet down. But that didn't work the way I thought it would." Allison stated.

"What is that supposed to mean?" I asked, also blushing.

"Well...when I tried to get you to wake up…you pulled me into bed with you." Allison stated flushed dark red.

My eye brows raised as my eyes widened to where they could've fallen out of their sockets. "Oh my gods." I gasped.

Victoria almost fell out her chair at her daughter's confession. "Wait so what happened then?"

Oh my gods…Zoe is going to kill me.

Victoria turned to me, a confused look on her face. "Who's Zoe?"

I turned alarmed. "Did I just say that out loud?"

At their nods, my heart dropped out of my chest. "I guess now I have to say. Zoe is my girlfriend. We have been together for five years. And the reason I haven't said anything because it is my business, not either of yours." I explained.

At this time, Chris entered the dining room greeting all of us until he realized that we were all blushing. "What's going on here?" He asked pointing to all of us.

"I'm so dead." I heard Allison murmur under her breath.

I turned to her. "No, I am."

Victoria turned to her husband and made him sit down before gesturing for Allison to fill her father in on our conversation about what happened. Allison told them everything I had ended up doing to her early this morning. About halfway through the explanation, I dropped my head to the table and banged it a couple of times in disbelief.

When Allison was done explaining, both of us were completely red in the face and refused to look at each other.

"Well I'm not sure what to make of this." Chris admitted to us making all of us face him confusion. He turned to me, "While I would approve you two being together as you are not family by blood, it would be your choices. And seeing as you were dreaming and did this while asleep, I don't think I have anything to worry about considering you have a girlfriend already."

He then turned to Allison. "Do you want to pursue a relationship with Perseus?" He asked causing her to flush again.

"I don't know." Allison stated, still not looking at me.

All of a sudden my phone started to ring. "Thank the gods." I muttered and rose out of my chair and rushed out of the room.


2 Weeks Later

Percy groaned, hitting his alarm clock as soon as it began to ring. He sighed, staring up at the ceiling. He really did not want to go to school today. But he still dragged himself out of bed and pulled on a pair of jeans and a red shirt. He grabbed his books and backpack and ran down the stairs. Chris stood there, whispering with Victoria. He motioned for Percy to come over. "What's up?" He asked.

Chris looked around them. "There was an attack last night," he said quietly.

Percy frowned. "Is it our kind of...?" He trailed off as Chris nodded. "Where did it happen?"

"Over at the school, on a bus." Chris replied. He kissed Victoria on the forehead before beckoning Percy to follow him. They headed out to the garage. Chris opened the gun cage, and pulled out a small handgun with tranquilizer bullets in it after grabbing his own gun.

"Are the police there, yet?" Percy asked while checking his gun. He stashed his gun in his bag.

Chris shook his head in reply to his question. "Bennett got there first," he got into the passenger's seat in Percy's car. Percy threw his bag in the backseat before climbing in and starting the car. He drove quickly to the scene at the high school.

It was still early in the morning; no one would be there at that time. Percy and Chris climbed out of the car and headed toward the bus. Percy could practically smell the blood from the car. The smell got even stronger the closer they got. The coppery scent filled his nose, his brain. Percy wanted to vomit, but he didn't have anything to throw up, thanks to whoever got themselves killed had made him skip breakfast.

Percy's heart stopped once he saw the scene. The back doors of the bus were torn apart, one door even lay bent up on the ground. Blood stained almost every inch of the bus. It was splattered against the windows, the floor, the seats, the walls. Blood dripped from the bottom of the bus. Bennett was there waiting for them with an impatient look.

"'S'bout time," he said gruffly.

Chris peered into the bus. "Anyone in there?" He asked. Bennett shrugged his shoulders. Chris frowned at him. "You didn't check to see if a civilian is dying in that bus and you waited for us?" He asked through gritted teeth.

"And you guys are still arguing about it," Percy rolled his eyes. He pulled on a pair of gloves and climbed into the bus. Gods, the smell, it made him dizzy. He looked back at Chris and Bennett who were heading back to the car. He pulled out a flashlight and looked around.

Percy headed toward the front, seeing a pair of legs. "Please be attached, please be attached," he prayed. He let out a sigh of relief seeing a full, but broken and bloody, body laying on a seat. He called for Chris and Bennett. They hurried over to the entrance of the back of the bus. "There's an old guy over here!" He yelled. "Call an ambulance," Percy said.

Bennett nodded and went a few yards away. "Did you get the hair fibers?" Chris asked. Percy nodded, pulling them off the man and into a bag. Percy ran off the bus, hearing the faint sound of squad cars.

"What is it?" Chris questioned as Percy jumped off the bus. He handed Chris the bag and sat down, taking off his blood-covered boots. Chris then heard the squad cars and ran with the two other hunters to his car.


Scott was freaking out. His dream about Allison was so vivid and seemed so real; her body, the screams, the blood. Scott walked around the halls aimlessly until Stiles finally found him. So he started from the beginning, telling Stiles about his dream as they walked around the front of campus. "So you killed her?" Stiles concluded, listening carefully to his dream.

Scott sighed, rubbing his eyes. "I don't know. I just woke up." Scott looked around, searching for Allison. "And I was sweating like crazy, and I couldn't breathe. I've never had a dream where I woke up like that before."

Stiles tried to stifle his smirk, but failed. "Really? I have. Usually ends a little differently."

Scott scowled and rolled his brown eyes. He held up a finger. "A, I meant that I've never had a dream that felt that real, and B, never give me that much detail about you in bed again."

Stiles grinned, "Noted. Let me take a guess here..." Stiles trailed off, thinking for a second.

Scott could tell by the look on his friend's face what he was going to say. "No, I know. You think it has something to do with me going out with Allison tomorrow. Like I'm going to lose control and rip her throat out." Stiles had told him that possibility as soon as he found out they were going out alone.

Stiles shook his head. "No, of course not." Scott have him a look, and Stiles sighed. "Yeah, that's totally it." Scott's face grew pale.

"Hey, it going to be fine, alright? Personally, I think you're handling this pretty freaking amazingly. You know, there's not like a 'Lycanthropy for Beginners' class you can take."

"Yeah, not a class, but maybe a teacher." Scott said, giving Stiles a knowing look.

He caught on and immediately began to shake his head. "Derek?" He yelled and then slapped Scott on the back of his head. "You forgetting the part where we got him tossed in jail?"

"Yeah, I know, but chasing her, dragging her to the back of the bus, it felt so real."

"How real?" Stiles asked curiously.

"Like it actually happened." Scott said as the two pushed the double exit doors open. Their tired faces morphed into ones of horror, seeing the bloody, demolished back of a school bus. Police crawled all over the scene with cameras, gloves, baggies full of hair fibers.

"I think it did." Stiles gasped, wide eyed, looking at Scott. Scott grew paler as he slammed the doors. The two walked, Scott's pace faster than what Stiles could keep up with, back into the school. "I'm sure she's fine," Stiles called out.

Scott continued to freak out, seeing that all the text messages he sent her were all unread. "She's not answering my texts."

"You know, it could just be a coincidence. A seriously amazing coincidence." Stiles muttered, really not believing his own words.

"They continued to look. Scott grew more nervous with each passing second that he and Stiles didn't see her. His breathing grew ragged, his vision blurred. Scott rounded a corner and threw himself against a locker. He tried everything he could to calm himself, but just thinking about the crime scene set him off. Scott yelled and punched the locker; it came off its hinges. Scott backed away from it, praying that no one saw him, until he ran into someone.

The person cursed, dropping their books. Scott turned and his heartbeat immediately slowed down. Allison smiled at him. "You scared the hell out of me." They bent down to pick up her books.

"You're okay," Scott said, relieved to see her beautiful face.

"Once my heart starts beating again, yeah."

Scott couldn't bring himself to laugh. He could only stare at her.

Allison raised an eyebrow at that. "What?"

"I'm just happy to see you," Scott said. Allison and Scott continued to pick up her books.

Allison smiled at Scott and ruffled his messy hair when they were done. "Save me a seat at lunch?" She asked. Scott nodded and watched her walk to her first class. His day got even better when he saw the locker that he demolished was Jackson's. He watched as Jackson tried to put the door back into the locker in confusion.

"What are you looking at, ass-wipes?" Jackson growled. Scott raised his eyebrows and grinned, walking away.

As Scott was walking to class he saw Percy make his way over to his side. Percy held out his hand in truce. "Scott, I'm sorry for my actions a couple of weeks ago. You were just in the wrong place, wrong time. I didn't mean to hit you, my anger just got the best of me."

Scott looked at his hand, but slapped it away with an eye roll and a huff.

A/N: Next chapter will be better than this one, I promise.

Updated: 08/10/2018