AN: I know, I know I'm late, I'm late but please take pity on this fool! Family drama came up and I posted this as soon as I could. So, you guys know this drama will probably be going on for a few more weeks so I'm sorry if I update late. Okay, on with the show!
Megan fell asleep smiling thinking about her plan, it would definitely mess with Orpheus's head. But seconds before she fell into a deep sleep that smile turned to a frown as an unstoppable chill crawled through her veins.
She was once again in the clearing, but it had changed again. The grass was covered with a thin layer of ice that crunched under her feet and the trees were a gray blue in the back ground. Up above the sky was a strange dusty white and in the distance, the creek was chocked up with ice.
"Is anyone there?" Megan asked frightened, her breath coming out in white puffs.
Hidden in the trees Orpheus called, "Megan, wake up before…," with a thinking thwack his words were cut off. A pained moan came from him. Afraid of what had happened to him Megan ran towards where she had heard his voice, she just had to make sure he was okay.
On the frozen underbrush Orpheus laid, the side of his head bleeding. With a gasp of surprise Megan kneeled down and took his head into her lap. It was bleeding profusely from a gash on his forehead, but all head wounds bled heavily but still…
"I'll be okay," Orpheus's pained voice cut through her train of thought, "but Megan, you won't if he gets to you."
She was confused, who was here with them? The answer came when a cold hand grabbed Megan by the shoulder and when a too familiar silky voice whispered into her ear, "Did you miss me?"
With a deep inhalation of breath she turned and there he was the devil himself, Jason. His midnight black hair was perfectly tousled like a model, his clothes were all different shades of black and his eyes were like to lakes of spilled blood.
"What the hell are you doing here Leech Boy?" Megan hissed as she stepped protectively in front of Orpheus.
"You never asked me that before, did I do something that offeneded you?" Jason asked condescendingly.
"Of course you did something to offend me; most girls don't like it when a guy's dating them for one thing, but that thing usually isn't their blood. And what do you mean I never asked you that before?" Megan questioned, still in a fighting stance in front of Orpheus.
"Come on, you've seen me many times in your dreams, remember?" He smiled as a mental light bulb went off in her head and her eyes were alit with understanding. If he had really been in those dreams in which she had seen him in the woods did that mean…
"Yes Megan, I was there too," Orpheus answered her thoughts in a voice gruff from pain. When Megan turned around she saw the wound had healed to the point where it looked like a flesh wound, go werewolf healing powers.
"Okay… But why are you here now, your not exactly welcome here," Megan seethed with narrowed eyes.
Jason stepped until his lips were a mere millimeter away from her ears and in a voice to low for Orpheus to hear even with his canine like abilities he whispered, "Why, did you want to be alone with Orpheus? Planning to show him how 'mature' a fourteen year old can be?" Her neck and face was covered in a deep blush from embarrassment and the anger, and slight fear that he knew about all that. He smirked and trailed a cold finger down her neck, "Don't blush like that, it only deepens my hunger." That sentence pushed her over the edge; she was not a piece of meat, and with an inhuman amount of strength she threw him meters away into a thick trunked tree.
With an angry laugh he got up and disappeared from her sight. A laughing voice came from back in the clearing, "Come and catch me, if you can." Tremors tore through her body and she ran back into the clearing.
She turned around and around but she couldn't see him anywhere. "Look up," Jason's voice called, it sounded as if he was above. So he was, a pair of giant bat like wings held him aloft.
The shock of seeing him fly made her change and then fall backwards with a surprised, "Holy snikes!"
Jason cocked an eyebrow as he landed no more then a foot away from her, "What is a snike and how can it be holy?"
"Well, I think a snike is a shoe (AN: Does anyone know what a snike really is?) and anything can be holy if it's blessed, it's even holier if the Pope blesses it so oh," Megan explained, not noticing she was in her birthday suit.
"By the way Megan, I love the sun drawing," Jason told her with a smirk as he looked at her lower torso. Megan knew that she had a sun drawing around her belly button, she had gotten bored yesterday and it wouldn't wash off yet because it was permanent marker, but her shirt should have covered it. Looking down she noticed she was al natural, she grimaced and shifted.
"Hey Megan," Jason called and she looked up into his hypnotizing eyes, one of the stupidest mistakes she had ever made. Within a moment his mind smothered her thoughts and all went blank.
Megan was awakened from her sleep by a warm hand shaking her awake. Groggily she opened her eyes trying to push her dream to the back of her mind, it was a dream that she never would want to remember.
Orpheus's worried face swam in front of her, "Are you okay, what happened before you woke up?"
She squinted against the afternoon light that filtered through her blinds, at least she got to miss a day of school, always a plus, "I looked into his eyes and everything just went away."
Under his breath he cursed, "Lift up your hair, I need to see you neck," she gave him a doubtful look, "Just do it, okay?"
She did and he took a sharp intake of breath. Worried she got up and looked at her neck in the mirror, on the side of her neck was what looked like a full moon tattoo and before her eyes it suddenly took on the appearance of a waning moon. "Orpheus, what is this?" She asked him worriedly.
He looked at her through the mirror sadly, "When a vampire bites a werewolf it poisons their blood supply but doesn't kill them clearly. Instead, a moon tattoo will appear at the bite spot and as their death draws nearer it will darken, until it's eclipsed and they…," but he stopped as if it pained him to think about it.
"So I'm going to die, is there any way to stop it?" He shook his head sadly, "Well, do you know how long I have?"
"It could be hours or years, you can never be sure," Orpheus told her shifting from foot to foot nervously.
"Well this town sucks, first I meet a really hot guy who just wants to kill me, then I meet another even hotter guy, who has a girlfriend and now I'm marked to die," Megan sighed exasperated as she flopped down onto the bed.
Gently, Orpheus sat onto the bed, "I don't have a girlfriend, Daiyu and I broke up before she went to New York."
He tried to say it quietly enough so she couldn't hear it but, alas, she did, "What you don't have a girlfriend? Why in the world didn't the pack tell me?"
Orpheus shrugged, "Because I told them not to tell you, I already liked you and I had to have you think I didn't because you're too young."
"I can't believe you..," she stopped as a look of realization came over her face, "So you like me?"
His tan skin picked up a pink tint, "Yes…"
"How much?" Megan asked scooting nearer to him on the bed with an evil grin.
"A lot," the blush was more apparent as he answered this time; Megan wondered how much she could get him to blush.
Hearing her thought Orpheus turned to her, their faces now barely an inch away, causing her to blush as she felt his sweet breath envelop her, "So how were you going to convince me that you were mature?"
Megan backed up before he defeated her, "Hey don't turn this around on me; I'm the one who might die any day…. Who might never graduate…. Might never get married… Or have kids," these realizations hit her like a ton of bricks and she started to cry.
Orpheus took her into his arms and whispered as she cried, "I will find a way to save you."
AN: Hope you all liked it and review if you did! And if you didn't, please, still review, let the public know your opinion. Any who, I beg you ado, until I post again.