A/N: Sorry about the short delay. Finally getting better after being sick for a couple of days. Anyway, this might be the last chapter, but who knows? Enjoy.

The Secret Wing was quiet. Usually it was filled with the various sounds of talking, training, or laughter. Now, it sat as silent as a graveyard. The only room that was occupied was Chiron's study.

Chiron sighed sadly. Dionysus had tried everything he could think of to stop the illness that had taken over Selene's frail body. The centaur gently brushed back the wolf's ears. A pitiful sound was the response.

Neil had been transported to the hospital after Chiron had treated the mythical side of his injuries. That was where Jay, Theresa, Odie, Herry, Archie and Atlanta were at the moment. A great tension had snapped when the doctor told the six friends that their teammate was going to make it. Neil was still the lucky fool (as Cronus would always kindly point out in a battle or two).

Now all that needed to be done was to prevent an untimely death. How hard could that be for an immortal? If Hades could bring back Archie's soul from the Underworld, how hard could it be to cure an illness?

Chiron sighed again. Hera had told him and Dionysus to take a break. To get some rest and continue when they were refreshed. However, the centaur couldn't rest knowing that a young life so dear to two people he cared about was dying before his eyes. Ares had to tie Hermes down and threaten to knock him out if he didn't calm down.

No one could really blame Hermes for his out burst. He had raised Selene like a daughter, it was only natural that he should be angry. But, seeing the kindest and most fun-loving god angry and upset was something Chiron did not want to see again.

He walked over to his desk and picked up a glass bottle. Inside lay a silvery liquid. The wise centaur looked through the pages of the journal, trying to find something he had missed. Something that Dionysus and Apollo had over looked.

Two weeks later...

Life had gained some normalcy. Neil was out of the hospital, sporting a broken leg, fractured ribs, and a sprained wrist. He had to have a few blood transfusions due to blood loss. Other than that, he was back to his usual charming, annoying self.

There was still no word from Hera or the other gods on Selene's condition. The last anyone had heard, Chiron had discovered a cure in the journal. However, there was no guarantee that Dionysus would get it to Selene in time.

"I, personally, believe that Selene was cured in time," Neil voiced.

"We all do, Neil," Jay pointed out.

"But, it's a little weird, isn't it? We're not allowed to go to the Secret Wing?" Herry said.

"It is odd," Jay agreed. "But, I'm sure there's a good reason."

"Werewolf gone wild," Odie muttered into his glass of juice.

Neil glared at his African-American friend.

"I'm sure Selene's fine, Neil," Theresa assured the model.

"Speaking of which, here she comes now," Archie announced.

The others looked over to where Archie was gazing. A timid, pale, silver-haired girl was slowing making her way over to the table.

"Hey, guys."

"Hey, Selene," Herry greeted warmly.

Selene looked away when she saw Neil.

"I'm sorry for all the trouble I've caused you," she whispered.

"You haven't caused us any trouble," Jay answered.

Selene looked back at the seven heroes.

"I nearly killed two of you," she pointed out.

Neil and Herry shrugged.

"We lived," Herry put in.

"But..."

"Selene, you were never any trouble. We are honored to have met you," Jay explained.

Selene smiled and her pale face seemed to turn a bit red. Neil carefully got to his feet and awkwardly hopped over to Selene. He held up a small box.

"What's this?" Selene asked, taking the box.

"Open it and see," Atlanta told her.

Selene slipped off the lid of the box and gasped. Inside lay her silver charm. Remodeled to look almost exactly like the gold pendants Hephaestus forged, only without the sundial. With a shaky hand, Selene reached in and took out the pendant. A silver wolf was crafted into the front of it. On the back was a "S".

"Heph thought it needed an update," Archie said.

Selene put the chain around her neck.

"Thank you," she whispered.

Selene tightened her bandanna as she looked in the mirror that hung on the inside of her locker door.

"Selene?"

She turned around and saw Herry standing behind her.

"Hey."

"I didn't get the chance to thank you for tipping Odie off about looking in the journal," Herry began.

"He would've looked there eventually," Selene reasoned, looking anywhere but at Herry.

"Yeah, but I would've been long gone before he did," Herry argued.

"If you want to be difficult."

"I'm not the one being difficult."

The silver-haired teen looked up at the Brawn.

"Herry, it was because of me you had to go through that. I would have told Odie every ingrediant, every direction, on how to make that cure. But, it was because of my stupid nature that I couldn't do that. I had to settle for giving him a hint," Selene explained. "And remember, it was also because of my wolf nature that Neil almost died."

"But he didn't. Somehow I get the feeling that you held back," Herry said.

Selene looked away again.

"Maybe I did," she muttered.

"And that's what nearly killed you," Herry realized.

"I was designed to infiltrate and attack four or more enemy forces. However, when I was in my human state I caught brief conversations from my captures. I still had a conscience, Herry. I couldn't bring a werewolf's curse upon innocent people. So, in wolf form, I escaped, taking that cursed journal with me. And, I'm sure you know the rest of the story."

"But, if you couldn't bring yourself to attack people in Greece, then, why did you attack Odie?" Herry asked.

"Because Cronus spelled me," Selene replied simply. "Although I hadn't expected to get you instead. Thanks to you and your ancestry, I had regained some control over my wolf form. Neil's injuries would've been a lot worse otherwise."

The friends fell silent. Other students headed off to enjoy the beginning of the weekend.

"So, what's with the bandanna?" Herry asked.

Selene glanced around.

"I have...ears."

"So do six billion other people," Herry pointed out.

"No, ears. As in..."

Selene lifted up the bandanna.

"Wolf ears."

"How did that happen?"

"I got the cure in time, but, it was a bit weak. So, I'm stuck with wolf characteristics. Such as, wolf ears and fangs. Thank goodness I wasn't stuck with the tail," Selene whispered.

Herry chuckled.

"Hey! You two comin' or what?" Jay called from the front doors.

Selene closed her locker door and followed Herry down to where the rest of the team were waiting. Life had definitely regained normalcy (as much normalcy as a werewolf could get).

End

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I hope you enjoyed this story. I'm thinking about doing something of a sequal to Inner Demons. Kind of like a spin off story. Should I do it?