Sorry its short, I have one good hand right now...kinda fractured my right wrist...enjoy! and reviews make me happy!

Week 7

I learned a lot from Nara, I learned that she was not a Native American, even though her physical features would tell a different story, but rather she was literally a part of nature. She was a human, who had been lost in the forest as a child and the Nymphs had taken her in, and raised her. Toughed her skin with the bark of an oak, but it had softened with the kiss of the sun. Her hair had been woven with briars but they fell away when the wind caressed her. She was the human extension of Nature itself and she had been waiting for me for a very long time.

I learned that my magic was obtained from the earth and the living things around me. I learned that through my deaths I lost much of what had made me human, and I was reverting back into my 'true form' granted I wasn't too sure what that would look like. But what I was amazed at was the fact that my scars from the flames were slowly healing. My left leg no longer looked as if it had gone through a meat grinder, and it was becoming stronger. But my hearing was still gone, and in all honestly I didn't care, for there are so many other things out there in the world than just things that are related to sound. Nara taught me this, and she taught me how to control my magic. And I learned how to merge into the world around me, to be hidden from even the sharpest of eyes, and the keenest of noses, and I learned that I was no longer a poor human. I was much more, but first I had to learn how to control my magic and that resulted in a lot of practice, bruises, contusions and curses.

'Your magic is from nature, and thus does not need to be commanded, simply ask and it shall do as you wish, within reason.' She warned.

'Thanks,' I grouched, I learned that the Western Winds hated to be bothered on Thursdays and it did not like mornings, I learned this after being slammed across a meadow, multiple times, when I called upon it and asked it to lift me.

Nara just smiled at me, before turning her attention back to whatever it was that she was doing. She never seemed to keep her hands still, or empty. Unless she had to talk to me.

Currently I was in a stream, the rounded pebbles rubbed against my bare feet and my toes grew numb from the cold. Did I mention that there was snow on the ground? And I was in a stream, freezing my little piggies off. But Nara said I needed to learn how to heat the water around me, without disturbing the water. So, I imagined a pot of water slowly rising in temperature, from a nice lukewarm to a toasty sixty degrees. A pebble kissed my temple and my concentration was broken. I spun around and glared at Nara, she just looked at me then pointed to my feet. I cautiously looked down, and there was a rather nice bubbling of water around me, then it hit me. HOT! Hot water, ow…

Sheepishly I looked at Nara and scowled, she was laughing. If her head thrown back and teeth glinting in the soft light was anything to go by, also her shoulders were shaking so hard it was as if she was her own earthquake.

'Come out, you need to warm up before you either poach yourself, or boil the water out of the stream.' She signed, her hands still shaking from her mirth.

I pouted at her and I happily left the cold water, and quickly pulled on thick socks. Then I turned and glared at Nara, pursing my lips and I was sorely tempted to stick my tongue out at her. But I knew that would only hurt my cause to show her that I was more mature than she had begun to believe. If only by a slight margin. Before I was able to say anything, she held up her hand and cocked her head to the side. Eyes searching the trees. The whispers must be louder than usual.

'Someone has entered our land,' She signed, standing quickly and ignoring the fabric that fell to the white ground.

'Supernatural? Or lost hiker?'

'Alphas'

'More than one?'

'A pack'

I honestly didn't know what to say to that, to have a pack of Alphas travel through one's land is unsettling to say the least. I watched Nara as she listened to the whispers, her body seemed to sag with age, I was tempted to ask her what was being said, but I resisted the urge. For she would tell me what was necessary and nothing more and nothing less.

Eventually she turned towards me and I have never seen her look so old, nor would I ever wish to see someone age so quickly before me, ever again. With slumped shoulders and worry lines between her eyes and creases marring her face, she just looked at me for a moment.

'You need to run' She signed, looking at me as if I was a new wonderment.

'What,' I asked, my eyes widened to a comical size.

'You must now return to your pack, or else this new pack will destroy them, and then they will come for you.'

'Why, Nara, please tell me what's going on.' I begged her.

'A pack of Alphas is something that is not with the natural order of life, and they know that they are not of the natural cycle. So, they try to obtain something that is of natural life. They have already consumed two nymphs and a sprite, and now their pack dynamic is strong but unstable. Now their new leader is Deucalion, is always in search of new power. And he is uncaring if he murders his own to gain more power. '

'Why do I have to run'

'You are the most powerful supernatural being that there has been, and you are of purer magic, Deucalion will attempt to incorporate your power into the dynamic by….mating.'

'mating?!' I would have screamed that if I could, and I'm sure I made some interesting noises.

'Yes it is the only logical way to incorporate someone into a pack, and if anything were to happen to him, you would be passed down the chain of command.'

'I'd be a whore'

'Essentially'

I flapped my hands around uselessly, 'why do I need to go back to Beacon Hills?'

'Your old alpha and his associates should be able to help prolong your freedom, and there is a chance that they will be able to overpower the alphas'

'Don't I have a say'

'Aye, you do, but it is you either let yourself become a consort of one of the most violent people in the supernatural world, or you fight back. There are no other options.'

'I can run' I signed with determination, then looked at Nara with a heavy heart. 'I won't see you again will I?'

'It is not for me to decide, nor you, it is simply the way, and Earth may decide that you need me in the future or She may not.'

I looked at Nara, and smiled wetly, these past few weeks she had turned into a mother figure for me, and it was a bitter sweet ending. 'I hope we do,' I signed before hugging her close.

No longer did I have an athletic bag, instead it was an army issue backpack, lightened with the aid of Northern wisps. Ralph was snuggled deeply into the pack, and he held some essential things within his pudgy arms. Twelve containers of wolvesbane, an assorted mix of herbs and a large handful of talismans that were woven into his fabric; I had refused to let Nara come near me with an old fashioned tattooing needle. And when I was ready to leave, I gave one final glance towards Nara and the place I had called home for three weeks and without further thought, I turned my back to it and walked forwards.

High in the trees I crouched, my eyes pierced the twilight gloom, I searched for any sign of supernatural life. Supernatural beings gave off an aura much different from the average woodland creature, it also depended on what they were as to what their aura looked like. Wood Nymphs were silver entwined with green, while gnomes, and yes they do exist and yes they have terrible tempers, were silver mingled with a rusted brown. Wolves were ice blue, their auras clean and sharp, cold as the moon but clear as a night sky.

I didn't need my hearing to know that there was something amiss within the woods. The animals trembled in their homes, deer stood tall and wary, their eyes wide, searching for predators. And the smell of the forest was off, it was of natural elements mingled with the smell of hot iron, something easily associated with power. The Alphas were in the woods.

What ya think? I'll try to update at least once every two weeks, it'll just depend how fast I can go with one hand. until then - Adieu!