(Author's Note: Hello to all the lovely new followers and thanks to the old for sticking out for Chapter 11: Part 2! Sorry for not posting sooner, it's not an excuse but college freaking sucks. Not really, I actually love my college since it's for what I want to do but it sucks up any free time I have. I'm trying this semester to be better about it though and at least get a couple more chapters out before my Freshman year ends. Thanks you for all the support and lovely reviews you guys left to motivate me. You are the best. And without further ado, here is Chapter 11: Part 2!)
- Vivian –
"Do you understand how to use that now?" Mr. Deaton hovered over my shoulder.
"Yep." I tell him as I finish the last bit.
"Alright, you are going to just be filling out the digital data the rest of the day. I'll be in the back if you have any questions." Then he was gone, leaving me alone with piles of paperwork and questions left unanswered.
I thought this job was a ploy, I didn't expect to get paid for learning stuff but I didn't know I was actually going to be working. Usually I'd be up for a job and some extra cash but right now when time was the only thing that mattered, a job was a waste. I plug away record upon record as time loomed over my shoulder.
"How are you liking it?" I look up and meet the anxious puppy dog eyes.
"It's not bad but not what I expected." I told Scott truthfully. My eyes hurt from staring at the ancient computer screen so long.
"It's just a job." He smiles with a stupid grin and I roll my eyes in return.
"He promised to train and teach me but I don't think he's going to show me anything today." I huff and continue to type in another file. I have a waxing moon getting fuller each night and I'm cutting it close.
"He doesn't teach right away and he doesn't answer all your questions. He simply guides you." I snort, and he just gives me a look.
"It's better than nothing. Deaton is helpful in time." Scott voice growled a bit. Like he was personally offended as if he was an extension of Deaton himself. When I thought of it, I know little of Deaton and Scott and barely enough to know their relationship.
"It's just, I don't have time." I told Scott truthfully.
"You have a ton of time. You leave when the mission is up."
"Not exactly." I counter and he gives me a confused look.
"I have till next Tuesday." I hint to him. His eyes grow wide in shock.
"Is there a plot before the next full moon?" His voice was stern but frantic. I didn't want to say anything else all of the sudden. I didn't want someone else to see it and know everything.
"I think so. It's not for certain so don't tell Derek, but the hunters like hunting during that time of the month." I told him and turned back toward my computer swiftly.
"Fine, I won't."
Deaton then came into the room and told us both to leave for home. It was good since I was behind on all my studies with Isaac taking whatever time I can give and Allison always with me at the house. I'm feeling sort of suffocated, which was new and overwhelming. No one has ever been there for me that much, ever. If this is what home felt like, did I want one?
- Allison -
"You're staying here." I can hear the venom in my words drip as they trickle out of my mouth. The supposed question comes out more like a hard thick line.
"Mom and Dad have bigger fish to fry. And this pack will be a piece of cake."
Toby lingers in the doorway with a cocky smile plastered on his face. When Vivian gets home, which hopefully isn't soon, we needed to make a game plan. It was bad enough having Gerard, Dad, and Mom but throwing Toby into the mix had to be the worse.
Especially since he just threw his backpack on my bedroom floor and started to mess around on his laptop.
"What are you doing?" I ask him kindly this time. I didn't want to draw attention to the fact they I didn't want him around since that would be suspicious.
My life is supposed to play out differently. The unattached huntress should be very happy to have a male hunter her age in town and in her house. We should be swapping stories and talking about our favorite techniques. I should be trying to swoon him since he'd be the only one I could talk to about everything and try to keep him close.
But this isn't the world I live in. Right now, Scott, Vivian, Stiles… They are my top priority.
"What do you mean by "what are you doing"? I'm on the computer." He snorted and rolled his eyes like I was an idiot.
"I thought you came in here to do homework with me." I said blankly and went back to my history assignment.
"Why would I do homework when my future is already set? I'm going to take over the 'family business' like you will and Vivian will. There is no reason to put effort into meaningless things like that when we could be training." He said as he stared into the computer screen.
"Yeah, cause you are totally training right now." I tell him and he looks up at me with a 'fuck you' look and continues to browse. "I bet you if you tried you would do great and that way if the 'family business' falls through you have a back up plan."
"What, the monsters are going to stop popping out of thin air?" He mocked without looking up.
"No, if you wanted to do something else. Killing monsters has to get tiring sometime." I quickly say as I try to follow the history text I do not comprehend. I feel his slide onto me.
"Have you ever been in an actual hunt?"
"Yeah… A couple." I managed to spew out the jumbled words. The couple outings counted as hunts, right?
"Have you ever made a kill?" He dug deeper.
"No… Not really."
"Exactly." He said before I could say another word.
"You aren't even killer, not even a hunter yet. Not until you get one of them. Killing is an art form and a strategy. What are you taking down? How do they fight? What weapon would they least expect? What is the weapon they are expecting? So many other factors and when you final complete the act… Watching the light in their eyes go out is one of the most rewarding experiences you'll ever have. And nothing beats the first time but it get's better and more challenging from there."
He spewed out the information and I just sat there in a disturbed awe. I thought Vivian was fucked up but this kid was triple her mess.
"Allison, I need to…" I didn't even hear Vivian's footsteps as they came up the stairs. Her eyes found him almost immediately and her demeanor changed.
"Why is he here?" She growled between gritted teeth. Before I could open my mouth, Toby did.
"Gerard didn't tell you? I'm staying till the mission is complete. Lovely, isn't it? Now we get to bond and take down a pack. Just like old times." He smiled up at her and I watched her muscles in her body constrict.
"Just like old times." She repeated his biting words.
"Did you know Allison over here has never made a kill? Maybe next full moon, we can let her kill that Jackson kid." He said as he continued to browse.
"Jackson?" Vivian didn't know about Jackson and her face showed genuine confusion.
"Yeah, Jackson. The three baby puppies in the pack." He laughed again.
"That Erica chick I would totally bang if it wasn't for the lycanthropy. Isaac, the one I had the privilege to meet in class." He winks at Vivian and she holds a poker face. "And then there is Jackson, the popular jock that chose howling at the moon instead of steroids."
"Oh, that Jackson. I just call him Douchebag instead." Vivian laughs and looks at me with a worried glance.
"You like to call a lot of people douchebags." He winked at her and she flipped him off. Vivian slunk over to the bed and perched at the end while Toby closed his laptop.
"I bet you he is the weakest one though. He seems like he'd be the weakest. Then I get to finally kill an Alpha and Vivian, you get his loyal subject with the curly hair." He smirked. I felt Vivian tense up beside me and quickly begin to stretch.
"That is, if you stop fucking up my plan." She spit at him.
"And the plan is…"
"Gain trust then slaughter." I covered up my surprise that she actually told him the game plan, even though she wasn't following it anymore. His smile grew.
"Devious, I like it. So, what are the details of this plan?" He was prying and really just wanted to kick him out of my sanctuary.
"He's falling in love with me. He trusts me. He believes he's safe." Her hands clap together. "Then lights out for little curly boy." She smirked and acted so well that I almost believed her performance. Toby was eating it up with a spoon.
"So I'm the villain in your fake love story. This is brilliant." He was beaming with pride at the thought.
Vivian continued to go over the plans with him in detail as I scribbled in my homework. Her voice was excited and natural as she talked about how she would kill our friends, my friends. It seemed like the real her was shining through as she talked with Toby. And that's when I had to wonder, whose side is she really on?
(Author's Note: Sorry if this wasn't as interesting as you expected. Something's had to happen before I continued with the next Chapter. Hopefully I'll have the next one up soon! Thanks for reading and please leave me a review! You guys are great.)
