Demons of the Starnik

Chapter 24: The Beginning of the End

Rosie's P.O.V

He had to go had do this now, of all times. Scott is going to drive me insane if he doesn't stop trying to ruin our lives. I'm so mad...no...furious at him; he's doing more things behind our backs. First the expression, now he's taken some potion the shaman made for him to make him forget everything. We've only had him back for twenty four hours and now he's a completely different wolf again, and to top it off, we have no idea where he is. He said just before he left that it was something he had to do, something to determine whether or not he should stay with us or stay away whilst he recovers. With no memory, he's supposed to follow his instincts to find where his heart wants him to go, that way he can never go wrong and it will lead him to where he's supposed to go. We just hoped it would lead him back here, back to us.

Scott's parents walked in a few seconds after Dakota returned without Scott. They were relieved to hear of Scott's freedom, and that they would have their son back, but we had to tell them of his scheme. Once again they didn't take all too well, saddened by the fact they never got a chance to say goodbye. But we were there to comfort them, as they were for us. We all understood why he had to do it, but the timing couldn't have been worse. If he has the memory of a goldfish now, how is he going to find his way back here before I go into labour any day now?

My children felt just as bad, only having him for a day, but Lupa was in the worst possible state ever. She was taking what happened with the Dire Wolves very bad, which was understandable. She was in love, and Faolan loved her, but after finding she was the daughter of something he envied, he couldn't even bring himself to look at her. To be honest, I felt sorry for the poor girl, but there was no way I could say I know what she's going through, because I don't. She sulks either in her chamber or in the sanctum, and refuses to talk to us. She barely eats, only eating enough to keep her alive. I may be able to heal wounds, but not mental ones, and her heart was broken. I must say, I was rather disappointed in the young apprentice, he was the one saying they would find a way, but why couldn't he see one around this.

It's been three days since Scott left, again, Jenny and I were taking another short stroll through the forest, just talking about anything that came to mind, right now it was the pup.

"So how much longer now, I'm getting excited." She asked.

"Any time now." I sighed. I was true, I was due any day now, and Scott was still no-where to be heard or seen. Every night I howled hoping to hear a response back, hoping for a sign, but I had nothing. It was making me question whether or not he would be here before, on the day or after, or if he would at all.

"Well I can't wait."

"Me neither, I just hope Scott comes back before, but I'm starting to doubt that."

"I'm sure he will honey, don't worry about it." She cooed as she patted my back in comfort.

"Thanks." I smiled as we continued on. I changed the topic from me to her after a few more questions she threw at me. I wanted to know more about my Human mother-in-law."So how old were you when you found out about this premonition thing?"

"I had my first when I was sixteen."

"How did you know it was one?"

"Well I had it when I was reading my dad's newspaper, holding an article on an armed robbery as it turns out. I saw some guy rob a shop and the next day it happened exactly how I saw it. I was too in shock to think about it. From then on they happened more frequently and I adapted on it."

"Adapted on it?"

"Started to develop it, first I couldn't control when I get one, but now sometimes I can control when I do."

"Have you ever thought of using it for anything?"

"I did try and get the lottery numbers once, but I couldn't get it." She giggled.

"What's the lottery?" I asked, I was learning more new words for Jenny and David since they've been here.

"Like a giant competition which you enter by buying a card from most stores. It has six numbers on and if they announce all six of your numbers then you win a lot of money."

"That's cheating." I said with a cheeky grin.

"Hey, I was young at the time. I'm sure you would've tried."

"Touché." I giggled. She was right, I most likely would've.

"It was useful though."

"I'm sure it still is."

"I saw David coming from three years before I met him."

"How did you get that?"

"I was holding my mom's wedding ring."

"So it was meant to be I take it."

"Seemed like it."

"How did he feel when you told him about it?"

"He asked me to prove it, saying if I could he'd take me on a date."

"And you did?"

"Actually I didn't, but he thought it was impressive that I would say that to a complete stranger."

"He likes the weirdos then?" I giggled.

"You should have seen his face when he actually believed me."

"What happened?"

"We were walking down a road; we had been together for a few weeks when I had one of some guy getting hit by a car. I remembered the car, everything about it. Further down the road I saw the same guy so we followed him and then I saw the same car speeding down the road. I pushed him out the way just before he was hit."

"That must have been weird for him to see."

"It was funny."

"You know, this is nice, girl on girl talk.

"You mean mother and daughter talk."

"That too." I giggled as she joined in. "As weird as it sounds, I'm actually happy you're my mother-in-law."

"And you my daughter-in-law, I can see how Scott loves you so much."

"And here's the proof." I said motioning to my stomach. "He's defiantly dad material."

"Now this is weird to hear." She giggled.

"Well you're going to be a grandmother soon, so you need to hear it."

"Do you think it'll have the same blood as mine and David's? I mean, being Scott's parents and all."

"I can't see why it wouldn't, that's genes for you, and that premonition you gave us certified that."

"You still like Myka as a name?"

"I love it, and I know he does too."

"Would you like me to try and get another one, see if anything's changed?" she asked as we came to a stop.

"Sure go ahead." I replied. She bent down and place one hand underneath my stomach and as soon as it did she gasped, meaning she was seeing something. It was only a split second later she pulled back, and leaned against a tree as she breathed heavily.

"Same as last time, I just saw her."

"Still looking the same?" I asked.

"Black furred flecks of brown and silver, no change."

"She sounds beautiful." I smiled as I looked down at it.

"She looks it, I'd be proud to call her granddaughter."

"I just can't wait for the day when we have to explain it to her."

"That'll be an interesting day." She giggled. Shortly after, my paws started to ache, so we looped around and headed home to find everyone where we left them. Dakota and David talking and Lupa still sulking in the sanctum. We left her to get this over with; she knew what happened last time I was in her situation, she'd come out of it sooner or later. But I was growing more concerned for her health; it's not good to be eating as little as she does.

Leaving her too it, we all conversed trying to talk about anything but Scott. But it wasn't long after my son and I whimpered slightly as out of the blue, that annoying ringing filled out ears, we heard Lupa yelp from the surprise from the other room. "Time to go." I said as me and he arose to our paws. "Lupa get in here!" I ordered, she may not want to, but she had to come with us. She came sulking in, her head held low as she took hold of her brother's paw. "We won't be long." I said just as Dakota took us to wherever we had to go. But it wasn't where we expected to be. We appeared in the SRC canteen, stood before us was the lead Agent John aiming his gun at Alpha Werewolf Lara's head. Seeing as she was part wolf I guess it must have counted.

"You need to stop doing that." Dakota said sounding just as annoyed as I.

"Well unless you can work a phone this is the only way, thanks Lara." He said as he placed his gun back inside his jacket.

"Don't' mention it." She replied getting more comfy on the table.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing is, we got a phone call for you."

"What?" Lupa spoke, finally for the first time in days.

"Well for Rosie, he wants to talk with you desperately."

"Is it Scott?" I asked hopefully.

"No."

"Well who is it?" Lupa asked.

"What's your name?" John asked as he held the phone to his ear and pulled away a few seconds later. "Some guy called Sam." We all knew his name, and our eyes widened when we heard it. "Do you know him?" He asked as he knelt down.

"All too well." I said as he held the phone against my ear, and I stared into his eyes as I spoke. "Hello." I said sternly.

"Ahh there you are Rosie, I was hoping to speak with Scott." He said sounding jolly.

"He's not well." I replied coldly.

"Such a shame."

"What do you want?" I demanded, at the same time I linked in with John and asked him to make it louder so everyone could hear, he pressed a button on it just as Sam spoke.

"Blood." Making all our eyes widen. "You walked into my home, killed half my friends, and destroyed my work, so I think a little revenge is in order."

"What are you talking about; we never did such a thing." I said honestly, telling the truth.

"Don't lie to me." He yelled as well as a loud thud, he must have hit something in anger.

"I'm not lying; we have no reason to attack you."

"Not even after your friend's death? Not after what we did at his funeral?"

"We didn't do anything." Why did I have a niggling feeling in the back of my mind? I turned to look at my children, both with their ears flattened to the backs of their heads and pulling sheepish grins. Hold on, the day after Dean's funeral, they gave me a sleeping draft, I slept for hours, they could have done it then. And Dakota came back with that cut, and Scott parents with them. They didn't?!

"You didn't?" I growled at my children. They just continued with their feared expression.

"They did." Sam spoke.

"I assure you; I had no idea of this." I said turning back to the phone. Just then, Michael, Melissa and Glenn walked in laughing away, but stopped when they saw us. They walked over but John hushed them as they listened in.

"I don't care, they killed half my men, so I think it's rather fitting I do the same."

"They had no part in this." I said looking up at everyone.

"Neither did my men, but you still barged in and did it."

"Sam be reasonable." I pleaded.

"We're done reasoning; we're coming now, so be prepared." Then the line went dead, just leaving it ringing. As john picked his phone up as I looked back at my children with a growl, both of them started backing away.

"Mom before you do anything…" Dakota started, but I cut him off.

"What were you thinking?!" I screamed.

"Scott came up with the idea!" Lupa pleaded.

"And you had to follow him!"

"We went as well." Michael added.

"What?!" I yelled as I turned to face him.

"He came to us saying he wanted revenge for Dean's death so we went with them." Glenn answered.

"That's why you came back all tired." Mel exclaimed, receiving nods from the men. Lara was still sat on the table just keenly listening in, and on-one else other then John was here. I turned back to my children, still furious with them.

"Do you realise what you've done?!"

"We never thought this would happen." Dakota replied.

"But it has; now you've put all these people in danger."

"John?!" A man yelled as he came running into the canteen.

"What is it?" He answered as the man came running towards him.

"This came through just now." He said handing it a piece of paper.

"What is it?" I asked.

"It's from your friend."

"What does it say?" I asked again.

"It says we're going for your friends first." What was he talking about, what friends? Wait the others outside the SRC! Tony, Skye, Lexi, Karl, everyone else, they're going for them.

"How long ago was that sent?!" I demanded frantically.

"It was sent three day's ago, I don't know why we only just got it.."

"Dakota go now!" I bellowed. "Bring them here!" He nodded and jumped, leaving only us. The Ditori were after them, but we had to stop them first.

Dakota's P.O.V

Mom is so mad at Lupa and me right now, but we had to put that to one side for now, our friends our in danger and only I had the power to get to them before the Ditori. First I went for Skye; she was the first one that came to mind, but there was a problem. I have never been inside her home, only the outside so when I materialised, I was standing in the middle of her street, and to top it off a car was just about to hit me. But I as quicker a jumped once more to the pavement, it didn't even stop and continued on its way. I stepped back out into the middle of the road and looked either way; I couldn't see anyone coming so I presume I'm early, or too late.

With that in mind, I ran to the front door and started scratching away, trying to make as much noise as possible. "Skye let me in!" I yelled. Just then the door swung open and I fell through, making her jump and run back a little in fear. "It's ok, it's only me." I said as I closed the door.

"Dakota?" She said with a deep breath. "Man you scared the hell out of me."

"I'm sorry but we've got to go." I said as I walked up to her.

"What do you mean?"

"I'll let mom explain." I said as I held up my paw which she took hold of. I brought us back to the SRC, everyone who was here before still was.

"What's going on?" She asked.

"Mom, you tell her whilst I get the others." I said quickly as I left again, this time for Tony and Lexi's apartment. We had been there frequently so I knew the inside of the apartment. I landed in the living room, which they were all sat in, and like with Skye, my sudden and unexpected arrival made them jump.

"Jesus, Dakota!" Tony exclaimed.

"You scared the crap out of us." Karl added.

"I'm sorry but we've got to go now."

"Why what's wrong?" Lexi asked. Just then there was the screech of car tires from outside, gaining all our attention. Tony was about to get up and see, but I stopped him.

"Stay down." I ordered as I jumped up at the windowsill and peeked outside the front. And there I saw them, four men, all armed with massive guns, so big they had them on some strap around their shoulders. They all cocked them and readied to fire. They weren't coming in; they were just going to riddle the apartment with bullets and leave. "GET DOWN!" I screamed as we all laid flat on the ground covering our heads and at the same time those four guns let rip on the house. Hundreds of bullets came blasting into the room and out again, soaring only a few centimetres above our heads. They were aiming at human waist height, which was nearly wolf head height, if we were stood up then we'd all be dead. Karl had his paw draped over Lexi keeping her close and using himself as a shield.

We needed to get out of here before one of us was hit. I crawled forwards, scrapping my body along the ground and held my paw out. They slowly started crawling under the volley of never ending bullets and reached out there paws and hand. Eventually they managed to reach mine, now we were able to get away. I focused everything on the SRC canteen and after a boom there we were. Still in the same lying position we were in when we left.

Everyone heard our arrival and mom ran up to us after seeing us like we were. "What happened?"

"They got there just as we left." I answered.

"Is everyone ok?" She asked again.

"We're fine." Tony said as he sat up. We all looked over to Lexi and Karl to see she was crying into his shoulder.

"Is she ok?" I asked.

"Yeah, just shaken up." Karl replied.

"What the hell was that?!" Tony exclaimed.

"Sam, that's who it was." Mom replied coldly.

"Why?" He asked again. She just shot me a disappointed glare, which I responded with flattened ears and averting my gaze. "Scott, Lupa, Dakota and some of the others…" She started pointing back to Michael and Glenn. "… Thought it might be good idea to attack them. Now they're coming here, but first they were going for you. We brought you here for your safety, nowhere is safe anymore."

"How long until they get here?" John asked.

"Well if they're in Montana now, then they could be here tomorrow night." Tony replied.

"We need to evacuate." Michael said.

"There's no time, we won't clear out the entire town before they get here." John replied. "But we can get most of them out. We can get the far side out and everyone from the town to us needs to get up here."

"Get moving now." Mom ordered. He nodded and walked out talking into a walkie talkie about the evacuation.

"So what happens now?" Mel asked.

"We make a stand here, we're the strongest here, we have higher ground, we have the forest and we have every Supernatural here. They have guns, we have powers, we can win." Mom said giving her morality speech. Just then red lights started blaring away, indication the evacuation process. "Come on, we can still help." She added as she led the way out. She was right, this was our doing, but we can still help. We could win this; we had the home field advantage and the powers we possessed. But we knew casualties would be made, and lives would be lost. We knew it may look like the people we see from now on may not live the next few days, even our friends, we had to make each second from now on count.

But we were missing someone who could make it a clear win. Scott was out there somewhere, his mind still blank as he finds out what his heart truly wants him to do and go. He was one of the most powerful Supernaturals the world knew, and would give us the biggest advantage over this. I could bring him back, but he wouldn't know who we are, or what he is and can do. And just bringing him here wouldn't end the potions effects, he needs to find his hearts desire for it to end, but where would it lead him, away from us, or to us in our time of need.

Nobodies P.O.V- Three Days Prior

Scott woke up from his forced slumber a few hours later, and after arising he tried to figure out why he was in the middle of nowhere and why he was even laying here. But that's the thing, he had no idea. More investigation of himself found he knew nothing, he knew nothing of himself or anything that happened before he woke up. He was now starting to panic, where was he, who was he, and what was he doing here.

He groggily arose to his paws, his heart beating frantically in his chest, so fast it felt it may burst out. He was scared, he had no recollection of whom he was, where he came from or what he was doing before he fell asleep, that was if he did fall asleep. He looked over his body, checking for any wounds or anything that may tell who he is. He knew he was a wolf, but that didn't say much. But then he found a strange looking ring of metal on his wrist, why was he wearing it? He sat on his haunches and examined it closer, but when he touched it, he heard something. "Don't take it off." He looked around for the voice, but saw no-one.

"Hello?" He called out, but nothing answered. He turned his attention back to his wrist; maybe touching it sparked something, that voice was telling him not to take it off. It was an old, rasping voice, that of a senior. Maybe that voice was someone he met and that was a memory of what he told him once. But the more Scott tried the more he just got a headache; he couldn't remember anything, just that voice.

He set his paw on the ground, and started thinking, what should he do now? He thought the best way was to start walking and see where it takes him. He walked in the direction where he felt he should; right in front him as it turned out. After he walked through a shrub he came to a Human building, two people sat out the front of a small hut type thing on chairs. It was a male and a female, old by the looks of things. Something was telling him not to, they were dangerous, but he needed help, and these people may be able to help him. He nervously approached them, and out the corner of her eye the older women spotted him.

"Honey." She said patting him on the shoulder. He turned and followed her gaze, seeing Scott approached.

"I see him." He said as he reached bellow him and took in hand a shotgun, but not raising it.

"No wait." She said as she pushed his hand away. "We went to those Wolf Speak classes; maybe we should talk with him."

"Fair enough, we don't want any trouble from them." The old man replied. The older women stood up, her fragile frame weak from her age in life. Scott found he was close enough and stopped ten feet from the couple The man still sat in his chair ready to use his weapon if need be.

"Hello." The older women said in a caring but withered tone.

"Hi." Scott replied a little confused. He felt as though these people shouldn't be able to understand what he was saying, yet apparently they could.

"What's your name?" She asked. Scott thought really hard, but he didn't know. "You must have a name?"

"I don't know." He replied.

"What do you mean you don't know?" The man asked as he stood up and placed his hand on the rails outside his home.

"I really don't know, I can't remember anything." Scott replied as he tried ever so hard.

"Well my name's Gill, and this is my husband Tom." She said pointing to him. Scott looked at them and then around him. He started to panic, hyperventilating.

"Can you help me?" Scott asked, now fearing how little he knew and a tear fell from his right eye.

"Of course son, come on inside." Gill smiled as she led the way into her home. He was a little nervy; he had no idea who these people were, they could hurt him. But he felt he could trust them. He took a deep but shaky breath and followed the kind lady indoors as the man held the door open for him.

"Thank you." Scott said as he walked in. Their home was a little cabin, something he felt he'd seen before. The inside was simple and plain, two chairs side by side, a small T.V, a thin rug, the normal thing you'd expect in an old folks household. But how can Scott know all this, but know nothing of his past.

"Have a seat." The women said pointing to the chair she sat beside of. He did as he was asked and took that seat, the old man stood beside his wife. By now Scott had another tear fall from his face; he was terrified of what was happening to him. Gill saw this, and pitying the obviously scared wolf removed her handkerchief from her pocket and wiped them away from his damp cheeks.

"Thank you." Scott sniffled.

"You're welcome." She replied as she kept it in her hand just in case.

"So you can't remember anything." Tom started.

"No, I can't remember anything." Scott replied.

"What's the last thing you remember?" Scott thought long and hard, he really couldn't.

"Just when I woke up a few minutes ago in the bushes." He said pointing outside the cabin. "Then I came walking up to here and you know the rest."

"Sounds like amnesia." Tom said.

"What's that?"

"Where you lose your memory, sometimes only a little and rarely all of it."

"Will I ever get it back?"

"It all depends. Not always."

"Sometimes something can spark it and bring back memories." Gill added. Scott looked down to his wrist when hearing this. He heard a voice when he touched it.

"What's that?" Gill asked.

"I don't know, but when I touched it someone said to leave it on." Just then he saw something in his mind. He was standing in a large domed room, giant wolves stood all around him and one of which was standing on a human.

"Turn it on!" The large Wolf snarled. Then it ended, he snapped back into the real world.

"Are you alright son?" Gill asked.

"Yeah, I just remembered something."

"What was it?" Tom asked.

"I don't know, I was in a big room with other wolves and a human. It was weird." Scott replied. He now had one memory that he could know, now he was getting somewhere.

"Well that's good." Gill said with a smile. "Anything else?"

"No, that's it." Scott replied glumly. But now at least he had one memory. But what was it, why were their giant wolves the size of humans?

"Well why don't you stay here for the night, you can move on in the morning." Gill asked. Scott smiled, knowing these people wanted to help the best they could.

"I'd like that, thank you."

"Well alright." Tom said as he hung his shotgun back up in a mantle. "But I will use this if I have to."

"Tom." Gill said sounding disgusted and slapping his leg.

"No it's ok. Don't worry, I won't." Scott said trying to reassure him."

"Well good." Tom said sternly.

"It's getting late, so how about some supper?" Gill asked standing up. "Will you join us?"

"Oh I don't want to impose." Scott said, noting wanting to be a bother.

"We have more then enough. You can eat with us and sleep in here tonight."

"I can't thank you more then enough." Scott said with a smile.

"Think none of it." Tom said as he and Gill walked into the kitchen. Scott thought maybe he should take a nap whilst they cooked, maybe more memories will be sparked in a dream. So he curled up on the chair he was on and closed his eyes.

But he opened them again what felt like straight away to a scream. It was dark out now, the living room illuminated by the lights coming from the ceiling. "Tom!" The voiced cried. Scott recognised it as Gill instantly. He scrambled to his paws and looked behind the chair and out the window where he heard the scream. On the floor he saw Gill crying away and a few feet ahead of her Tom fighting off a wolf. It was snapping centimetres from his face. He was holding it back by his throat and his gun too far out of reach, Gill to scared to move. Scott had to do something. He jumped off the chair and pulled the handle down on the door before running out at top speed. He launched himself at the wolf and dug his claws into his scruff. The momentum he gathered spun the wolf off Tom and as Scott spun with it, he released the wolf and threw him a distance away, but he stuck the landing and stood defensively by Tom's side, a very acrobatic move. The wolf picked himself up and glared menacingly at them all.

"Get inside." Scott ordered. Both Gill and Tom didn't hesitate and helped the other inside, whilst Scott kept the attacker at bay.

"What are you doing?!" The wolf spat.

"Protecting them." Scott snarled as his guard hairs stood on end.

"But they're humans?"

"They're helping me; if you touch them I will kill you."

"You're a traitor to your own species." The wolf growled as it stalked back into the trees and stalked away. Why did Scott feeling as though he's heard those words before? He was given another flashback. He was standing in a glass room, what looked like a hundred people stood watching from the outside when a voice from behind said.

"You're a traitor to your own species." After that he was brought back out. What the hell was that? He must have had one weird life. He shook his head to get over the experience and padded back into the house, where he found Gill and Tom crying with one another on one of the chairs.

"Are you ok?" Scott asked as he pushed the door closed with his hind leg.

"We're ok. Thank you so much." Tom replied, eternally thankful.

"Well after what you've done for me I had to return the favour some how." He chuckled as he approached.

"But we're in your debt now, we gave you shelter, but you saved my husband's life." Gill said as she bent her fragile body down and placed a hand on either of his cheeks and she sniffled.

"I was only doing what came naturally."

"Maybe you're a guardian angel sent down to help us."

"I doubt that." He chuckled as he gently slid her hands off his face.

"No I'm serious; you were made to help people."

"Maybe, but I'm no guardian angel."

"Maybe not, but we can't thank you enough." Tom replied.

"Let's call it even." Scott said with a smile. That night was eventful, but Scott was starting to get back memories. But what did they mean, they seemed to be in some random order, they didn't seem to mean anything in particular. But at least it was something, something that gave him a clue of his life before, and what it was telling him was that it was crazy.

That battle Scott's been dreaming of looks to be happening, and that Memory Waver has taken full effect. But he's getting memories back, but how is he supposed to know what they mean and who the people are in them. The Ditori are mobilizing once more, will Scott get back in time to save his frieds and family, as well as making it back in time for his pup's birth with his memories. Keep reading and reviewing and you might just find out. Maybe i'll be evil and leave the last chapter out and not putting it up until i get bacl. How evil am I? hahaha. Until next time peoplez. :)

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