Now is the start of a new part! It'll have a different POV of Charlie's mom, Cassie/Cassandra! Hope you like it!

PART TWO: CASSANDRA

Chapter 12: Retrograde

"I'm going to tell you a story, Charlie," I said, sitting her down at the table place across from me. It was around midnight so naturally she groaned and crossed her arms. "It's an important story. One that might help you and your friends..."

"Unless it tells us how to defeat an Alpha pack, I'd rather not," She said, snarky.

I was unfazed by this new information. "Deucalion? Your father? Kali? Are they a part of this new Alpha pack?"

She nodded, sinking deeper into her chair. "Wait," she said, springing right back up. "How'd you know about Deucalion and Kali? How'd you know any of this? I mean yeah you were a hunter but I thought you retired."

"I did retire," I said. "But I figured this day would come. Deucalion was always power hungry. He'll stop at nothing to get what he wants."

"You know him?" Charlie asked, raising her eyebrows.

"Know him?" I laughed. "I nearly killed him."

"Alright," Charlie leaned forward. "I'm listening..."

Launching myself back into memories that I'd once forgotten, I told Charlie the story of not just my life but Chris Argent's, Derek Hale's, and Peter Hale's.

"Well," I said. "As you know I was once a hunter, my family name was Campbell. I'd been travelling with my cousins Sam and Dean, you remember them?"

Charlie shrugged, "Sort of... No offense, Mom, but our family kinda hates us."

"Mostly because of Peter Hale but that is a long story..."

-x-

I ran as fast as my feet would carry me. With a crossbow strapped to my back, there was no way those wolves would be able to beat me especially not with those traps waiting for them in the distance.

A significant howling noise came from the woods in front of me. I smiled. Gotcha! I slowed my pace, allowing Sam and Dean to catch up. Sure enough the two tall and burly men stopped just short of me. Sam and Dean were my cousins and tried to be all protective over me. I was nearly twenty-five.

"How do you run so fast, Cas?" Dean asked, panting.

"Better lay off the burgers, Deany," I said, slapping his stomach. He looked offended but I didn't care. We had a wolf caught and hopefully one that could tell us where the alpha was.

Sam, Dean, and I walked through a gathering of trees to find our wolf. It was a boy around the age of sixteen that struggled upside-down. His ankle was caught in a loop that had been strung up on a tree. He was growling, trying to reach the rope with his claws.

"Might as well stop struggling," I said to the boy.

He growled and snapped at me. His eyes were yellow, a beta.

"Looks like we've got ourselves a beta," Dean said. "Where's your alpha?"

"Go fuck yourselves, hunters," He spat.

"Let's try this again," Dean held a knife to the kid's throat. "Tell us where the alpha is. We know he's a Hale."

The beta began to laugh. "She is a Hale. I'm not telling you anything."

Suddenly the sound of an arrow whirred through the air. The steel tipped arrow flew right by me, nicking my ear and killing our beta. That was no accident. I unsheathed my machete from my belt, turning to face the attacker.

"Cassie," Dean said behind me. "Calm down. They're just doing this to piss you off."

"Well," I said, not taking my eyes off the dense fauna that held them. "It's working."

Dean called, "Come on out, you bastards!"

Chris Argent stepped out from the bushes with at least ten men in tow. "Dean, Sam," He nodded to the both of them. "And little Cassie."

"You killed our beta!" I said, extremely pissed off. "We were gonna find Alpha! Now we have no more leads!"

"The Hales aren't just a pack, they're a family as well." Argent said. "There are plenty more betas, just like the one hiding in those bushes."

I turned to where his eyes were directed and sure enough there was a small beta. Fear crossed over his face. He had dark hair and eyes but it was too dark to see what color. He looked about fifteen. It was Derek, Peter's nephew. More about Peter later...

He darted off and the Argents after him. I started to run with them when Sam and Dean caught me. "No way, kid," Dean shook his head.

"Just let the Argents have their fun," Sam reasoned. "This is their turf anyway."

"But we've been working on this case for weeks!" I argued.

"Let's get back to hotel and rest," Dean said.

There was this one boy who I'd been getting to know very well. His name was Peter. He was a Hale but he didn't know I was a hunter. Sam and Dean didn't know I was getting close to a Hale. As long as everyone was in the dark. I'd be fine. He wasn't in high school but often hung around there.

"Alright, Kyle," I said, entering the hotel room. Kyle was our tech guy. He learned about all kinds of myths and history that we might need to know. "We do we got."

"Lycaon was some Greek guy who didn't like the gods of Olympus so much. He decided to try to feed Zeus human flesh. Zeus, offended, turned Lycaon into a wolf. He sought out Druids to turn them back to human. They couldn't completely change them back but they could shift back and forth."

"Making werewolves?" I rose my eyebrows. "What does this have to do with anything?"

"Druids act as advisors to the packs," Kyle said. "Find the advisor, find the Alpha."

"How do we-?"

Kyle held up his hand. "I've got an idea about that. The vet, it's a perfect cover."

"Dr. Deaton? The animal clinic guy?" I gave him a look. "You sure?"

"Ninety-eight percent," Kyle said.

"Only?"

"Cassie," Dean said. "The Argents, they're going to meet with a pack. Some guy named Deucalion."

I remembered the name. Peter had talked about him. He was a pack leader but served the Alpha. Peter had still yet to mention who that was. "When?" I asked.

"Tomorrow," Dean said.

Kinda sucked! I'm sorry! But I hope you liked the little allusion to Supernatural (if you didn't guess already)! Don't forget to review!