Chapter 10
Percy POV
Of course, life is not so simple. I should know that by now, considering my life story. The sound of cars honking cut off my thoughts and made me realize that. My eyes widened, as I saw a familiar blue Jeep stop in front of a not so well Derek, causing a whole line of cars to form behind Stiles Jeep. I quickly sprinted to the Jeep. Scott right next to me. "Why the hell is he here?!" Scott hissed at me in panic.
"You think I would know?!" I asked with a questioned look on my face.
We both run up to Derek, who fell on his feet and looking worse than last night. "What are you doing here in the school's parking lot?" I hissed at Derek, as I knelt next to him on the ground.
"I was shot" Derek gasped out.
"Yeah I can see that. But why are you here?"
"He's not looking so good you guys" Stiles commented.
"Why aren't you healing?" Scott asked him, a slight panic in his tone.
"He can't. Looks like a specially made wolfsbane bullet that only my family uses." I explained while ignoring the honks from the cars behind us.
"Wait, wait. That's what she meant when she said you had 48 hours" Scott concluded from last night.
"What? Who-who said 48 hours?" Derek asked him confused.
"The one who shot you" Scott told him. Derek suddenly jolted up, gritting his teeth, as his eyes flash from blue to normal, back and forth. "Stop that! Someone's going to see you!" I hissed at him. I threw Derek's arm around my shoulders, hauling him up on his feet, and started carrying him to Stiles's Jeep. Scott open the door and I carefully place Derek at the back-seat. Derek peeks his head out and looked over at Scott as if asking for help.
"Why should I help you?" Scott challenged him.
Derek looked at him, exhausted. "Because you need me."
Scott thought about it for a moment before sighing. "Fine. I'll try."
Derek moved and laid down in the backseat. I quickly toss my things in the Jeep, hopping in shot gun, slamming the door shut. Stiles went to the driver's seat.
"Hey, get him out of here" Scott told me and Stiles.
Stiles gave him an angry look. "I hate you so much for this, so much" he grumbled before driving out of the school parking lot.
I leaned my head on the car window, groaning. I look down at my phone, new message from Scott. I sighed angrily after reading it, shoving my phone in my pocket. "He said he needs more time" I told them.
Stiles huffed angrily. He looked at the rear-mirror at Derek. "Hey, try not to bleed out on my seats, okay? We're almost there" Stiles argued at Derek.
"Almost where?" Derek asked quietly.
"To your house" I sighed heavily.
"What?! No, you can't take me there" Derek told us, his voice sounding tired and exhausted but slightly worried.
Stiles laughed incredulously. "I can't take you to your own house?" Derek shook his head slowly. "Because I won't be able to protect myself, if I'm there" he said, his eyes narrowing at him.
"We will be there" Stiles told him. Derek gave him a look. "Okay, Percy and Nico will be there" Stiles changed his comment. Derek continued to show his unhappy expression towards Stiles which left me smirking at their confrontation.
Stiles patience snapped and he drove the Jeep to the curb, stopping the vehicle and turned around to face Derek at the back. "All right. What happens if Scott doesn't find your little magic bullet? Are you dying?" Stiles asked him angrily.
"Not yet. I have a last resort" Derek gasped out painfully.
"What do you mean? What last resort?" Stiles screeched. Derek didn't answer him. Instead he just rolled up his sleeve, showing the bullet wound. It was worse than last night. Purple and black veins surrounded the wound. It's bleeding black blood. Stiles quickly looked away quickly when he saw it. "Oh my god! What is that? You know what, you should probably just get out" Stiles told him, waving weakly at his Jeep door.
"Start the engine. Now" Derek ordered him through gasps of pain.
"I don't think you should be barking orders with the way you look, okay? In fact, I think if I wanted to, I could probably drag your little werewolf ass out in the middle of the road and leave you for dead" Stiles snapped at him, pointing at the sidewalk. I grinned at Stile's trial of dominance over Derek despite his fear of the werewolf.
Derek slowly looked up at Stiles, glaring at him. "Start the car or I'm going to rip your throat out. With my teeth" he threatened him. Stiles gaped at him for a few seconds, before angrily turning forward and starting the engine, driving off.
As I climb into the back seat with Derek he asked "What are you doing?"
"I'm going to check on your bullet wound" I told him, as I tore a strip-off of my jacket and rolled up my sleeves of my shirt to my elbows.
I pursed my lips together. If we can't heal Derek in time, then I'm going to have to heal him, even if it reveals my powers. I grabbed the water bottle from my backpack, unscrew it, and pour a bit of water on the wound, cleaning it so it won't get infected. I pulled a roll of gauze from my backpack and use a piece of it to clean the wound. Derek hissed in pain, every time the cloth touched his wound.
"How did you learn to do that?" Stiles questioned me, looking at the rear-mirror. I shrugged my shoulders at him, like it was nothing. "Movies" I told him.
Stiles nodded his head, accepting the answer. "Call Scott" Stiles told me, obviously still pissed at our werewolf friend. I sighed and called him like fourteen times, all which immediately went to voice-mail. I punch the seat in front of me angrily. Stiles glared at me and I shot him an apologetic smile.
"Well, where are we supposed to go? I can't drive around town all day!" Stiles asked me.
I rubbed my face with my hand, thinking. "Go to the animal clinic. Scott said that his boss locks up early today, so nobody will be there" I told him.
Stiles angrily swerved the car and drove to the clinic, where Nico was already there waiting for us. A few moments later, Stiles parked at the back of the animal clinic. I jumped out of the Jeep and dragged Derek on his feet. We walked to the back door when my phone vibrated, signaling I received a text. I quickly read it.
Need help. Your family's making me stay for dinner and I can't find the bullet - Scott
"What? What did Scott say?" Stiles quickly ask me.
"He needs help. My family is making him eat dinner with us tonight and he can't find the bullet alone. Plus, Nico and I have to go back home anyways." I told them.
Stiles started to pace around. "Stiles, you have to stay here with Derek" I told him.
"What?! No! You can't leave me with him! He's starting to smell" he exclaimed to me. Derek just glared at him.
"Nico and I have to go home, plus we need to go help Scott to get the bullet." I told him.
Stiles groaned. "You know what?! I hate both you and Scott right now, so much that I verbally can't express my anger right now" Stiles told me angrily.
Nico piped up "at least you don't hate me."
"We'll be back as soon as possible" I reassured Stiles, before darting out of the clinic and grabbing our boards from Stile's car.
After a few minutes, we found ourselves facing our house. I jumped over Scott's bike and ran up the steps, as did Nico, knocking on the door. I ran a hand nervously through my hair, tapping my foot impatiently, as I heard someone walking up to the door. The door was flung open by a very energetic Aunt Kate as she wrapped me up in a giant hug.
She looked at me up and down, like she was searching me for weakness and how to easily kill me in a second. Her eyes were sharp, like all the Argent's except for Allison's. I swear, where does Allison get her eyes from, because unlike the hawk like eyes from her family, hers were soft and innocent, like a teddy bear. Stupid ADHD.
"Hello. Who are you?" she asked Nico, folding her arms across her chest. Nico, as smooth as ever spoke calmly, "Hello, I am Nico di Angelo, Percy's boyfriend.
Alison came over to stand next to Kate and greeted Nico. "You know him, Allison?" Kate asked her, with raised eyebrows.
"Yeah. I told you about him. He's one of my friends at school, not to mention he lives here with Percy" Alison told her, tucking a strand of hair nervously behind her ear.
"Well, you left out the fact that they are unbelievably hot." My aunt whispered in Allison's ear but loud enough for me to here.
I blushed a little and Allison hit the her arm, embarrassed. Kate gave me a cocky smile. I mirrored her smile.
"Why are you here?" Allison asked me, tilting her head to the side. I gave her an amused look, "Alison you texted me 10 minutes ago saying to come home for dinner."
"Well, come in then" Kate smiled at me, stepping back to let us in. Nico and I followed Kate and Allison to the living room, where Scott was sitting on one of the couches. Kate cleared her throat. Scott whipped his head so fast, that I thought his head was about to fall off from his body. His face turn into relief once he saw me and jumped to his feet. "Percy, Nico what are you doing here?"
"Seriously, we live here dumbass. You're lucky Allison doesn't care about your smarts. Seriously, sometimes I wonder how you've made it this far in life." I responded slapping the back of his head playfully. I went to his side, Nico stood talking with Allison.
"Where's the bullet?" He whispered quietly, so only I could hear, his lips barely moving.
"In the garage, in a specially designed wooden case containing 11 silver bullets." I told him, equally quiet as him.
"C'mon biceps. It's time for dinner" Kate appeared at the entrance to the living room, giving me a smirk and holding out an index finger in emphasis. I looked over her shoulder. Allison stared at us wide-eyed and in embarrassment. Scott gave me a panic look. Nico looked pretty irked that Kate was flirting with me in front of him. So I turned back to Kate and gave her a smile and followed her to the table pulling Scott with me.
Allison walked past me and mouthed "sorry," I gave her a reassuring smile.
"What are we going to do?" Scott panicked.
"Oh my god" freaked Scott. I slapped him across the face. He looked at me in disbelief and in anger but also in gratitude. "Stop freaking out! We can do this. We are going to save Derek, just calm down" I reassured him.
"How?! There's about hundreds of bullets in this house. How are we going to find one bullet?!" I slapped him again harder, his head snapping to side. He looked at me. "Would you stop doing that?!"
"Stop freaking out! Look, we are going to have to act like nothing suspicious is going on and while I plan something to get the bullet" I told him. He nodded his head but he was still pretty doubtful of all of this.
Kate suddenly came back, eyeing us with calculating eyes. "Dinner's ready boys. Scott, I hope you like deer" she told us.
"Alright. Stay calm, act, and don't freak out." I whispered to Scott. He nodded, we both walked in the dining room. Everybody was already seated. Scott sat next to Allison, while I had to sit in between Kate and Nico. Great,que flashback to that horrid group date.
There was an awkward silence, as everybody started to eat. All you could hear was the clatter of silverware, chewing food, and sipping from our drinks. I'm sitting here with my werewolf friend, his girlfriend who is my cousin, and a family of hunters and could kill her boyfriend, and Aunt Kate who was shooting at me last night, with a rifle gun. Not to mention, Nico and I are demigods now being hunted by the other Olympians, who need to help Scott find a bullet to save Derek Hale.
This is officially the weirdest, awkward, and abnormal dinner I have ever had in my life.
"Would you like something to drink besides water, Scott? Percy? Nico?" Chris asked us nicely.
"Oh-no. I'm good thanks" Scott stuttered nervously.
"We can get you some beer?" Chris offered, mainly to Scott. "I already had one" I joked, with a serious tone as I took a bite from a steamed vegetable.
Everybody looked at me in shock except for Nico who burst out laughing, not realizing that I was kidding. "That was a joke." I mumbled. Nico gave me a kiss on my cheek and smiled widely trying to contain his laughter.
Kate snickered next to me and punched my shoulder. "Oh, I like this one Allison" Kate told her.
"N-no thanks" Scott stuttered to Chris.
"You don't drink, Scott?" Chris questioned him.
"I'm not old enough to" Scott shrugged, while Allison ran a hand through her bangs.
"Good answer" I told him, keeping a calm and cool facade.
There's one thing that I learned from years of training, is that to never show your enemy fear or nervousness. It's like a game of poker. Even though Kate is family, I can't give anything away that would put Scott, Nico and I in danger of being discovered.
"That doesn't seem to stop many teenagers" commented Victoria.
"No, but it should" Scott said quickly.
"Good lie. Not the truth, but well played Scott" Kate praised him, shooting him a smile. "You may yet survive the night" she finished, eating a bit of meat she had skewered on her fork.
Kate faced us, "So boys, Allison tells me you two are on the Lacrosse team." We both nodded at the same time. "Sounds violent. I like it" Kate whispered the last part loudly to Chris.
I smiled under my cup, at the look Chris shot at Kate. Sometimes I wonder if Kate is a child by heart. I mean i'm a child at heart as well, but she's much older than me.
"Scott and Percy are amazing too. Dad came with me to their first game. Weren't they good" Alison prompted.
Chris nodded his head. "They were OK." I eased the tension by saying "what Chris means is that we were good for a high school team considering it was the first game of the season." Making sure to agree with both side's point of view.
"Scott's goal caused us to rally back to win the game. And Percy shot the winning shot. It was incredible" Allison said, trying to stay positive. It got quiet after that for a while.
"You know, on second thought, um I think I'll take that shot of Tequila" Scott smiled.
Allison and Nico smiled at Scott, as Kate and I snorted in laughter causing the others to laugh. Chris pointed at Scott in a mock threatening manner. "You were kidding, right?"
"Yes sir" Scott laughed.
Kate turned towards me and I felt her gaze slide down my arms. "Nice tattoos you got there Percy. Care to explain what they mean?"
I wiped my mouth with a napkin and cleared my throat. "Um, yeah sure" I raised up my right arm, rolled up my sleeve up more for Kate and everybody to see. "This is a family thing. You see, I'm half Greek and half Roman. SPQR stands for Senātus Populusque Rōmānus. That's Latin for Senate and People of Rome."
"The dead language? Did you speak Latin?" Chris asked me curiously.
"Yes, I learned to speak Latin, and Greek fluently. The bar-codes represents my age when I got the tattoo. And the symbols resemble the power of the Greek and Roman Gods. The Trident for Poseidon or Neptune. The Skull for Hades or Pluto. The hearth for Hestia or Vesta. And the vortex is the symbol of the creator of the universe who keeps balance around the world. The tribal tattoo on the left side of my chest and neck is armor that our ancestors would wear as children of the gods."
"Hmm very interesting" mused Kate.
"Why don't we have that tradition?" Allison asked her father.
"Percy and you aren't related by blood. I was friends with his mom back in college and we saw each other as family" Chris answered.
"What does your parent's do for a living?" Kate asked me.
I felt my heart sank at that answer. Nico wrapped an arm around my shoulders as he looked at me sadly while I looked down at my plate.
"Why does it feel that we crossed a line there?" Kate asked us.
"Kate" Allison told her in a warning tone.
I cleared the lump from my throat. "My mom actually, died when I was 12. Home robber that I shot after mom saved me. I lived with my dad as he worked for the Navy in New York from then on, until he disowned me 6 months ago." I lied. What actually happened is after Nico and I moved in here, I called my mom. She didn't want me to ever talk to them again as she gave birth to a mortal, and didn't want me to endanger them. But Chris and them don't need to know that.
"I'm so sorry to hear that" Kate said in a sincere tone.
"Navy you say? Did your father teach you anything?" Kate asked after it got quiet.
"Yeah. He taught me how to use weapons and some fighting styles." That seem to hook Kate in. "Anything lethal?" She asked me, a crazy glint in her eyes as she looked at me.
"Yes. My dad sent me to a trainer and he taught me all kinds of fighting techniques. He also taught me how to use weapons, both defensive and offense" I told her, tweaking the story a bit.
Kate gave out a low whistle. "Guess all that payed off, didn't it?" I freaked out in the inside on what she meant by that. "I mean, look at these bad boys. You could knock down mountains with these. I bet they help you catch the ladies, am I right?" Kate asked me playfully, as she squeezed my biceps.
Allison groaned and glared at Kate, clearly embarrassed. I smirked and pulled Nico onto my chest, "yes, that's how I got this one." Earning myself a slap to the back of my head, but I received a deep kiss from him as well.
Suddenly, my eyes widened a bit, as an idea formed in my head. "I can show you if you like. My weapons skills I mean" I told them.
"Really?" Kate asked me excited.
I bobbed my head up and down. "Yeah. I did challenge Allison to an archery match last week. So why not do it right now?"
I ignored the questioning looks from Scott. Alison looked a bit taken back, while Kate was basically bouncing in her seat.
Allison blinked a couple times, before she changed her posture into determination. "Let's do it."
"That's my girl" Kate winked at her, before getting up.
Everybody got up from the table and started to walk to the back of the house. Scott came up to my side. "What are doing? You're being all buddy-buddy with Kate, when she was the one who shot Derek!" Scott hissed at me.
"It's all part of my plan."
"What?"
"I'll keep them busy, while you sneak off by making up an excuse, so you can find the bullet" I whispered to him, so nobody could hear us.
A sudden of realization filled Scott face and his mouth formed an "O". We all went to the backyard, except for Kate who was getting the equipment. The backyard is huge. There's big space, filled with perfect grass. I elbowed Scott, signaling for him to go.
"Uh, sorry, but may I go and use your restroom Mr. and Mrs. Argent?" Scott asked them nervously.
Chris nodded his head gruffly and pointed at his house. "Go right ahead."
Scott nodded in thanks and practically sprinted into the house. Allison walked up to me nervously and her face all apologetic. She has her arms crossed over her chest, rubbing her arms for warmth, as she bite her nails. "I'm sorry about Kate flirting with you despite you being with Nico," she quickly apologized.
I shoved my hands in my front pockets, looking down at her smirking. "Don't worry about it. It makes Nico so jealous, that the angry sex is the best. Which is even better because he acts so dominant, but this time he has to be submissive which will make this interesting. Which reminds me that you have to sit through and watch it, maybe take some notes." I said, mimicking taking notes.
Allison blushed immensely and looked back nervously at the house, the direction where Scott left. "You don't think that Scott will stop being with me because of my family?" she asked me worried.
"Nah. It's going to take more than your family to scare Scott away from you. Trust me, he's like a lost puppy without you. And if he crazily does break up with you, then I'll just knock some sense into him." She smiled wide at what I said showing off her dimples. Unless, they actually find out he is a were-wolf, then he might be forced to leave you. But that doesn't matter because he would still try to be with you.
Alison looked nervous before asking "hey Percy, can I ask you a question?"
"Yeah, sure" I said, drumming my fingers on my leg.
"Do you know Derek Hale?"
On the outside I was relax but on the inside I was rigid. "I may have stumbled across him a couple of times. Why do you ask?"
Before she could say anything we all looked back at the house, as we heard the door open. Kate came out, with a confident smile, carrying a compound bow and a quiver full of arrows. She handed the black bow and quiver to Allison. I whistled, as I looked at it.
"Now let me show you mine." I said as Nico handed me mine that I gave to him to activate when no one was looking. It was a simple looking silver bow with thin white stripes on it. Taking some arrows from Alison's quiver as walk over to the firing line.
"Why, thank you. Alison will be using her own bow. Now c'mon Biceps, let's see if you can beat Allison. Fair warning, my girl here is nationally ranked" Kate told me, clapping Allison shoulders before hanging up paper targets at two trees.
I went and stood at a good distance on one target, while Allison did the same with the other target. I loaded the bow with an arrow and lifted it up, aiming. I looked over at Allison. "Ready to lose, Snow White?"
She smirked at me. "In your dreams, Biceps" she said, mocking me by using Kate's nickname on me.
I heard Kate laugh. "Alright, you can stop trash talking. Rules, you have to shoot 10 arrows at the targets. The person who shoots the most accurate in the center, wins" Kate told us.
We nodded our heads. Nico tapped me on my right shoulder telling me to win only by one arrow.
"Ready. Aim. Fire!" Kate shouted.
I immediately fired my arrow dead in the center. I smoothly and quickly pulled another arrow out of my quiver and fired. I was so focused on shooting that I didn't realize I shot my last arrow, until my quiver was empty. I slowly put down the bow and looked at my work. I smiled, as I saw that I mostly hit the center. I looked over at Allison's target and I saw that I beat her by two point. Kate slowly clapped, giving us a wide Cheshire smile, and giving out a loud cheer. She grabbed our shoulders and gave us side hugs. "That was amazing! You, Percy have earned all of my respects!"
Chris just gave her a look. "Let's head back inside" Chris demanded, as Victoria and him walked back to the house.
Kate rolled her eyes at him and went to examine both the targets.
"Not bad, Katniss" I complimented Allison. She raised her eyebrows at me. "You could have told me how good you are, Robin Hood."
I shrugged my shoulders. "You wouldn't have agreed to face me if I did."
We both walk towards Kate, who is still examining the targets. She gave out a low whistle and an impressed look.
"It's a close victory to Percy. Remind me not to get on your bad side" she praised me.
We collected all the equipment, store them back in the garage, and headed back to the dining room. Scott was already in his seat, squirming uncomfortably under Chris's gaze. He stood up once he saw me and walked closely to Alison's side.
"Hey, um, I should get going, my mom is wanting me home in 5 minutes. Thank you for dinner" Scott told them.
"Oh, ok. Well it was nice to meet you Scott." Kate said as she walked him out of the house leaving Nico and I in the living room. Then Nico got a text from Stiles. "Well this is awkward, Stiles has a flat tire and isn't strong enough to lift his spare. I'm going to go help him out." He said leaving the house laughing.
That would be so funny if that were true. Hopefully it's not. I thought.
Nico POV
Scott and I quickly hurried up, as time was ticking away. We ran around the back of the animal clinic, yanked the door open, and ran inside. Scott and I widened our eyes, as we heard the sound of a saw being turned on.
"Stiles!" I shouted.
"Nico?" I heard Stiles say quietly in a room.
Scott and I barged in, and were super shocked at what my eyes were seeing. Derek was hunched over a metal table, shirtless, arm out which has a blue cord wrapped tightly around his bicep, and looks like he isn't get any better. No, the big shock is Stiles holding a saw, dangerously close to Derek's arm.
"What the hell are you doing?" Scott shouted at Stiles.
Stiles only laughed in relief, tossing the saw far away from him. "Oh, you guys just prevented a lifetime of nightmares."
"Did you get it?" Derek gasped in pain. "Yeah" I told him, as Scott grabbed the bullet out of his pocket and gave it to Derek. Derek held it up, examining it.
"What are you going to do with it?" Stiles asked him.
Derek blinked feverishly, swaying a bit. "I'm gonna-I'm gonna-" he didn't finish his sentence, falling to the ground, passed out.
"Sorry Derek" I apologize to him, before I brought my arm back and punched him across the face with all my strength. Derek's head snapped to the side and he finally opened his eyes, regaining consciousness. Derek blinked a couple times and I helped him get back on his feet. Derek leaned on the metal table and made a weak motion for the bullet.
"Give me," he demanded weakly to Scott for the bullet, as I steadied him when he started to sway again. Derek brought the bullet up, biting the top off with his teeth, and letting out a pile of what looked like gun-powder and wolfs bane. I stepped back, as we all watched Derek pile the substance together, bringing out a lighter, and lighting it up. It sparked angrily, like fireworks. It started to smoke. Derek pushed the substance in his hands and with no hesitations, pushed the substance into the bullet wound. It started to smoke and Derek let out a loud scream, stumbling back and falling. Derek arched his back, as he roared in pain. The wound started to heal rapidly. The black veins and the blood going away, faint blue smoke coming out before the wound magically disappeared, like it was never there in the first place.
"That. Was. Awesome. Yes!" Stiles cheered, pumping a fist in the air. Scott and I gave him a strange look.
"Are you okay?" Scott asked Derek, who slowly started to get back to his feet.
"Well, except for the agonizing pain" Derek snapped.
"And he's back ladies and gentlemen" I said sarcastically.
"I'm guessing the ability to use sarcasm is a good sign of health" Stiles piped up, before hiding behind me at the glare Derek shot at him. Derek ripped out the cord off his arm.
"Okay, we saved your life, which means you're going to leave me alone, you got that? And if you don't, I'm going to go back to Allison's dad-" I cut off Scott's ranting.
"You think they can help you? They will kill you on site, or even worse, they will make Percy or I kill you." I growled at him.
"Well, why not? They're a lot freaking nicer than he is!" Scott shot back at me pointing at Derek.
"Think about this, if you tell them everything. They will kill all of us on sight! Meaning that Allison loses family and a boyfriend! Your mom loses her son! And Stiles loses his friends!" I yell at Scott. "You will leave Stiles and Allison all alone! Is that what you want?! No, it's not, so suck up your pride and quit complaining about everything. It could be worse. So be thankful it's not for you!" I raged constantly shifting between forms.
I quickly left the clinic as black flames ran up my body before I walked back home covered in flames. Unaware to me, I was being watched by two different parties. One was the Alpha, the other by a shocked duo…Hazel and Frank.
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Updated: 12/30/2017