Chapter 19 (A/N: FINALLY! I've given my plot life! IT IS ALIVE!)
As Stanton jumped from building to building, he tried desperately to escape the burden on his shoulders. He wondered if his little meeting with Hekate was discovered by the Atrox. It tries to avoid my presence. So no, you won't be under treasonous penalty. He stopped in his tracks. Hekate?
How did you find me? He worriedly questioned. I've been watching you since you left. I was worried about you. Listen, you won't find any answers wondering. Ask me what you think I know. And I'll try my best to answer. She slowly appeared in front of his face, smiling. "Now, what would you like to know?" She clasped her hands in front of her, and waited. "Come on. I have the time now."
"All right, why did so many of us feel that something was happening at the beach, and that we needed to go there?" He dug his hands into his pockets. "Well, what Maggie said to you was mostly true...Something happened in your past is about to be rediscovered. I thought yesterday was going to be the day, so I sent you all there. It wasn't though. And the Atrox didn't attack you." She walked, and a confused Stanton followed.
"It played mad so it would have an excuse to do so. It pretended to make a mistake by giving you power instead of taking it. It's hidden away inside of you until your ready to transform." Stanton followed her. "So, why did it give it to me?" She turned. "Like I said, it has something to gain if you reach the wrong destiny. Even though you've taken the path, it's power wont peak until the right time. That's why you need this potion."
She tapped the flask that Stanton had tied to his belt loop. "It will drain your strength if you drink it at the wrong time. But if you drink when your transformation takes place, then you'll be able to change your path back to normal." She smiled when she finally finished. He nodded. "Will I be needing it anytime soon?" Hekate shook her head.
"Not really. But keep it anyway. I believe that's all there is to answer for a while."
But before she could disappear, Stanton asked a question that he had been curious about for quite a while. 'Wait!' She turned back to him patiently 'Look, I'm sure that you don't think that I should know this, but...What is my true destiny?' She tilted her head, and slowly began to fade. Her smile came again, and widened. "I can only tell you one thing, if you don't speak of it to others."
He nodded eagerly. 'I'll put it simply, if someone ever says you and Serena are meant to be, listen to them.' By then, her body was almost transparent. But just then, Stanton had registered what she had said. The broadest smile of his life illuminated his face. Bright, and open mouthed with happy surprise. He breathed out a small laughter. Hekate's smile nearly matched Stantons as she said, I thought you would do that. Then, she disappeared.
Stanton jumped up high, overwhelmed with joy, not caring of the violent clouds hovering above him. He let out a loud, "Yes!" (A/N: Yeah, I'm out of character, SO? It's my story!) Thrilled by the sudden adrenaline, he started jumping from rooftop to rooftop again, and did that for the rest of the morning. He didn't even care when a loud thunder clap roared and the rain poured down like a cascade.
When he finally realized he was drenched, he looked for cover. He faded into the shadow, and flew under a flea-market canopy. He looked around to find the place empty. He sighed. He walked around, and found a large utility van driving to the beach. Knowing instantly who it was, he flew to the beach, and waited for him. When he finally showed up, Stanton stood, ignoring the clothes and hair that clung to his skin.
Collin arrived, and quickly spotted Stanton. He sighed. "Serena didn't send you out did she?" Stanton shook his head. "No, but you know how mad she gets when you go surfing in the storm." Collin groaned. "Does she have to be so protective?" Stanton crossed his arms, "How do you think she feels?" Collin grinned. And after several persuasions, he finally went back to his van.
Stanton looked at his watch. 5:40? His days went by fast lately. He heard a loud buzz behind him, and looked back at L.A. The city was blacked out. He cocked his head as an image of the girls stumbling in the dark came into his head. He laughed at his little image, but then, a real sight on the ocean caught his eye. On the waves, he saw a white colored object drifting near the shore. His brows pinched as he tried to see it better.
Just then, the object came ashore. Out of curiosity, he wandered to it. His jaw dropped as he realized what it was. A person! He dissolved into shadow, and he quickly reached the figure. Several bruises and gashes were on its back.
He turned it around, then jumped up. A girl! Unable to help himself, his eyes studied every inch of her body. She was gorgeous. And completely naked. And he did NOT like the distinct familiarity he felt to her that way. A deep rose color came to his cheeks. He shook his head as he took off his leather jacket; and covered her as best he could. He picked her up, and assessed the situation.
A young girl who was probably suffering from hypothermia, and serious wounds should probably go to the hospital. But as he looked down at her, trying to see her face, hidden away by her wet black hair, he saw the gashes slowly disappear. He looked down at her legs. Everything was slowly healing. He carefully went into her mind.
It was a jungle inside. So many hidden feelings and thoughts that he couldn't find any path to get to. The only thing he saw, was a deep bondage to the Atrox. His eyes widened. Realizing the situation, she was probably just gonna stay unconscious for a while, since she appeared to be immortal. But she needed shelter. He faded into shadow, and flew to Serena's. (A/N: YES! I'VE DONE IT! You people are gonna LOVE this!)
As Stanton jumped from building to building, he tried desperately to escape the burden on his shoulders. He wondered if his little meeting with Hekate was discovered by the Atrox. It tries to avoid my presence. So no, you won't be under treasonous penalty. He stopped in his tracks. Hekate?
How did you find me? He worriedly questioned. I've been watching you since you left. I was worried about you. Listen, you won't find any answers wondering. Ask me what you think I know. And I'll try my best to answer. She slowly appeared in front of his face, smiling. "Now, what would you like to know?" She clasped her hands in front of her, and waited. "Come on. I have the time now."
"All right, why did so many of us feel that something was happening at the beach, and that we needed to go there?" He dug his hands into his pockets. "Well, what Maggie said to you was mostly true...Something happened in your past is about to be rediscovered. I thought yesterday was going to be the day, so I sent you all there. It wasn't though. And the Atrox didn't attack you." She walked, and a confused Stanton followed.
"It played mad so it would have an excuse to do so. It pretended to make a mistake by giving you power instead of taking it. It's hidden away inside of you until your ready to transform." Stanton followed her. "So, why did it give it to me?" She turned. "Like I said, it has something to gain if you reach the wrong destiny. Even though you've taken the path, it's power wont peak until the right time. That's why you need this potion."
She tapped the flask that Stanton had tied to his belt loop. "It will drain your strength if you drink it at the wrong time. But if you drink when your transformation takes place, then you'll be able to change your path back to normal." She smiled when she finally finished. He nodded. "Will I be needing it anytime soon?" Hekate shook her head.
"Not really. But keep it anyway. I believe that's all there is to answer for a while."
But before she could disappear, Stanton asked a question that he had been curious about for quite a while. 'Wait!' She turned back to him patiently 'Look, I'm sure that you don't think that I should know this, but...What is my true destiny?' She tilted her head, and slowly began to fade. Her smile came again, and widened. "I can only tell you one thing, if you don't speak of it to others."
He nodded eagerly. 'I'll put it simply, if someone ever says you and Serena are meant to be, listen to them.' By then, her body was almost transparent. But just then, Stanton had registered what she had said. The broadest smile of his life illuminated his face. Bright, and open mouthed with happy surprise. He breathed out a small laughter. Hekate's smile nearly matched Stantons as she said, I thought you would do that. Then, she disappeared.
Stanton jumped up high, overwhelmed with joy, not caring of the violent clouds hovering above him. He let out a loud, "Yes!" (A/N: Yeah, I'm out of character, SO? It's my story!) Thrilled by the sudden adrenaline, he started jumping from rooftop to rooftop again, and did that for the rest of the morning. He didn't even care when a loud thunder clap roared and the rain poured down like a cascade.
When he finally realized he was drenched, he looked for cover. He faded into the shadow, and flew under a flea-market canopy. He looked around to find the place empty. He sighed. He walked around, and found a large utility van driving to the beach. Knowing instantly who it was, he flew to the beach, and waited for him. When he finally showed up, Stanton stood, ignoring the clothes and hair that clung to his skin.
Collin arrived, and quickly spotted Stanton. He sighed. "Serena didn't send you out did she?" Stanton shook his head. "No, but you know how mad she gets when you go surfing in the storm." Collin groaned. "Does she have to be so protective?" Stanton crossed his arms, "How do you think she feels?" Collin grinned. And after several persuasions, he finally went back to his van.
Stanton looked at his watch. 5:40? His days went by fast lately. He heard a loud buzz behind him, and looked back at L.A. The city was blacked out. He cocked his head as an image of the girls stumbling in the dark came into his head. He laughed at his little image, but then, a real sight on the ocean caught his eye. On the waves, he saw a white colored object drifting near the shore. His brows pinched as he tried to see it better.
Just then, the object came ashore. Out of curiosity, he wandered to it. His jaw dropped as he realized what it was. A person! He dissolved into shadow, and he quickly reached the figure. Several bruises and gashes were on its back.
He turned it around, then jumped up. A girl! Unable to help himself, his eyes studied every inch of her body. She was gorgeous. And completely naked. And he did NOT like the distinct familiarity he felt to her that way. A deep rose color came to his cheeks. He shook his head as he took off his leather jacket; and covered her as best he could. He picked her up, and assessed the situation.
A young girl who was probably suffering from hypothermia, and serious wounds should probably go to the hospital. But as he looked down at her, trying to see her face, hidden away by her wet black hair, he saw the gashes slowly disappear. He looked down at her legs. Everything was slowly healing. He carefully went into her mind.
It was a jungle inside. So many hidden feelings and thoughts that he couldn't find any path to get to. The only thing he saw, was a deep bondage to the Atrox. His eyes widened. Realizing the situation, she was probably just gonna stay unconscious for a while, since she appeared to be immortal. But she needed shelter. He faded into shadow, and flew to Serena's. (A/N: YES! I'VE DONE IT! You people are gonna LOVE this!)