What the hell happened?

(Sophia's POV)

Everything had happened so fast. I was blinking and found myself locked in handcuffs. The cold metal bending and clicking to fit a monster of my size.

"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law." I look to my left, watching two monsters fixing the female monster onto a gurney

"Alex!" A familiar monster yells

"Sir, stay back!" Campus security yells

"That's my sister!"

"What the fuck is going on?!" Christopher roars

"Miss, you have the right to an attorney."

I see the male to my left screaming, two officers struggling to force him into the car

"I'll kill you, you fucking bitch!" he roars

"If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?"

Sophia!" Mike yells, campus guards stopping them as well

"Miss?" the officer blocks my sight

I blink, shaking my head twice "Yes, I understand."

"Sophia" Randall slips past security as I'm pushed into a car "What the hell is going on?!"

I sigh, looking out the window at him, my face calm as the blue and red lights flashes around the quad. Randell's hand lays against the window for a moment, staying just long enough to leave a hand print before he's yanked back.

I look back quietly, watching them load the female into an ambulance before we're moving. My eyes lingered just a bit, taking in the larger frame of Sulley before he was blocked behind the gates of the school.

(Mike's POV)

"Sophia!" I yell, watching them handcuff my friend "What the heck is going on?!"

"Sir please stay back!" Campus security says, pushing both Randell and I back into the quad.

"But that's my friend!" I argue again but stop when I feel a second set of hands on my arm.

"Mike." Randell says softly "Maybe we should let them work."

"But Sophia's being arrested Randell!" I snap back, instantly regretting it as he flinches, stepping back from me once again "I'm sorry." I sigh, running a hand over my eye and grab my horns as I tried to make heads or tails of this thing.

What the hell happened?!

(Sophia's pov')

I kept my head in the car, looking out the window in silence as the radio echoed with orders every few minutes. I also knew that my parents would be contacted as I was fifteen and not a legal adult, and then my father would call my phone, thinking this was some sort of twisted joke and would freak out when I don't answer and everything would go downhill from there. Shelia would storm onto the campus, screaming like a wendigo and everyone would know I was a Sullivan and not a Jones.

"Alright, lets go." the first officer said as the car comes to a stop and the door opens.

I carefully step out of the car, ducking my head so I wouldn't hit it on the way out and look up at the large building in front of me. It was fairly plain, brown bricks, windows on the top floors and a single door in the middle with the hospital logo in large red letters. I flinch as the front doors open, blinding me with more lights than I'd expected to be on at three am. We stopped at the front of the desk as the two officers exchange words with the receptionist.

"This the other one?" the female monster asks. I look up to see a bored face, she was some kind of smaller wolf monster, piercing eyes looking at me with no sympathy.

"Yep, has the other male arrived yet?"

"He's in room three, the officer thought it was best to keep them separated given the situation."

she sends me another look at the word 'situation'. I was far smaller than the other male and yet I seemed to have the least amount of injures in the group. Looking from the outside there was a stream of endless possibilities, none of them the truth.

"Take her to bed six, the doctor will be in shortly."

I felt myself being pulled in another direction and wince; the circular room of beds was only partly separated with curtains. I'm placed on the bed, both officers grabbing my arms as they undo the cuffs and re-attach them to the bed.

"Seriously?" I lift my good arm

The male cop glances at me "Your involved in a brutal attack miss, we're not taking any chances until you've been cleared."

"Brutal attack? I was helping her!"

"Chocking out other students! Thats your idea of helping people?"

"I'm sorry, are you saying I should have done nothing? That I should have let her be raped?!"

"Raped huh? That's an awfully big statement miss."

My eyes narrowed "Are you saying I'm lying?"

"Well, that's what I'm going to figure out, because when we showed up there were two unconscious students and you were the only one left standing!" he slams the folders on the end table "Now I don't know about you but that seems mighty suspicious!"

"Alright I'm miss Jones legal counsel!" the curtain slides open "You! Stop talking! And you! Step away from my client before I slap you with so many harassment charges you can't see straight."

"Mr. Cage?"

"I said stop talking." My families lawyer snaps "My client is underage; did I just catch you two trying to conduct an interview without a lawyer or legal guardian present?"

The male rolls his eyes "We hadn't even started the interview."

"Good, then I expect you to forget everything she just said." His eyes flicker to me "And would someone like to explain to me why is my fifteen-year-old client chained to a bed in her underwear?!"

"That's what she was wearing when we arrived at the scene."

He removes his jacket in a fluid motion, draping it over my frame "And you didn't give her anything to preserve her decency?!" his fingers snap at the nurse in the hall "Would somebody get my client some proper clothes!" He placed his briefcase on the side chair as a nurse ties a hospital gown around my neck "Did they read you your miranda rights?"

"Yes." I wince as a nurse place some gauze against a cut on my arm

"So, you guys just arrested a minor her in her underwear,"

"In front of the entire campus." I add.

I don't miss the scathing look he send their way, typing something in his phone "Is my client being charged with something?"

"Were still gathering evidence but we're looking at 2 accounts of Aggravated Assault, One account of assault with a deadly weapon and one account of indecent exposure."

His eyes flicker to me "Since there is no official charge, I would like you to release my client."

"What?"

"Release my client officer Brent, then kindly get the hell out so I can speak with my client." I wince as he unhooks the cuff, holding my dislocated shoulder "Are you alright?"

"I've been better." I sigh

"We won't have long, speak." Mr. Cage

"Where do I start?"

"The beginning."

fourty minutes earlier.

A deep sigh left my lips. The shower had been nice yes but it did nothing to help my problem, only outlining my complicating issues like little birds on a telephone line. I place the towel up to my face, gently patting off my skin. I knew from Sully that rubbing fur led to disaster. I grab my night shirt, sliding on my material bra, underwear and shirt. I wrapped my hair in a towel, rubbing the top gently.

Good grades, calling mom, calling dad, watching mike, watching Randell, watching Sully, going to games, attending pep rally's, study buddies, helping at the church, visiting the orphanage, studying with Mike, dealing with the dojo.

The list kept swirling in my head. I open the window slightly, letting out the steam and shut the door. I walk across the room, lie down on the bed and reach my hand up. My fingers hover over the light switch when a piercing scream hits my ears. I pause for a brief second, feeling the beat of my heart. The burn of my fingers and Master Cho's voice.

"Always help those in need."

Though my body burned for sleep I felt myself bolt from my bed. I ripped the door open, almost missing the lock beforehand and move down the hall. The door slams against the wall and shuts again. I race down the hall, ripping open the door and move, going down three steps before jumping over the railing, landing on the next set of steps and continue until I'm at the bottom. Drastically cutting down my time and push open the heavy metal doors to the quad.

I slide out onto the grass and look around, trying to locate the source of the scream. I wasn't sure if it was one of fear or pain.

My eyes scanned the quad, trying to find anyone in the silence. Nothing. I turn, looking back at the building and move across the pavement, watching my steps on loose rocks and follow the grass. I'd almost missed it, the bright flash across the yard. I move towards it, scooping up the small object and see the notification on someone's phone. The pink hearts and glitter told me it was female. My eyes scanned ahead, finding a purse and kneel down, my hand gently touching everything.

The wallet, keys, condoms, anything of value was still in there. It seemed the target was her. That's when I heard her, the struggles of pain and grunting. I stand up, moving to the end of the lawn and look down at the bottom. There they were. The two of them struggle on the sidewalk as her attacker tries to rip off her clothes.

"Get off me!" She grunts, trying to claw his face.

I back up, running to the edge and launch myself off, tackling the male below. He was larger than me, heavier too but thankfully he wasn't expecting a sideways attack as I feel both of us pulled onto the concrete. I feel my elbow and arm scrape on the cement but I toss him off, watching him roll down the rest of the steps.

I blow some hair out of my face, taking in my attacker. Its the man from before. Clearly, he didn't like no for an answer. I know he recognizes me as well, his eyes narrowing. I reach down, going to grab my ecenma stick and pause when I feel my thigh. Shit. I left my weapons in my room. In my hesitation he jumps forwards, his long tentacles wrapping around the long sleeves of my nightshirt. With his level of intoxication his grip wasn't as good as he'd like giving me enough room to drop to my knees, pulling my arms down to my chest and my head through the large opening of my shirt. I throw the body of my shirt over his arms, twisting the fabric around his arms and pull the cloth around his body, trapping him in an impromptu straight jacket.

"Stand down!" I snap, pulling the shirt tighter around his body. When he struggles again I repeat myself "Stand down! You're drunk!"

He struggles, tossing himself forwards and I stumble, landing on the grass beside him. This time I move, wrapping my legs around his and tighten my grip, pulling the fabric tighter than before. I hear him cry out, thrashing against me. I grab both sides of the shirt in one hand, struggling to hold on and wrap an arm around his neck. The sudden sounds of choking told me I was on target as I tighten my grip, as the struggling lessens I move my other hand, allowing the chock hold to tighten and watch with slight satisfaction as he passes out.

I hold him there, checking on the girl beside me and slowly loosen my hold "Hey are you okay?"

The blood now rolling down her temple was cause for concern and I watch her fall forwards, passing out in the soft grass.

"After that, the campus security came and you guys were called." I lean back in the seat "All I wanted to do was help. That's it."

"You seem very capable to help." he flips open a folder "Black belt at nine, kendo master at thirteen." he tosses down four more papers with countless items and achievements I've acquired. "You can't seem to sit still."

"I've spent my life behind closed doors and lessons. With my father working often, my mother doing countless charity works and my brother in sports, I had to find something to do."

"Are you suggesting my client is to blame for this?" Mr. Cage growls

"Well, most people would have gotten security, not started a brawl in the middle of campus."

"I don't appreciate your tone officer Brent. If you have questions then ask them, if you're going to sit there berating us with misplaced judgement, then we're done here."

The first man nods, writing it down. I hiss in sudden pain and glance at the man who's disinfecting the scrapped flesh of my forearm. He must have been fairly new as the monster jumps, all but shying away from me.

"Sorry, it needs to be cleaned before we can set it..." The lanky male nurse says nervously.

I smile softly, nodding in encouragement and turn back to the cops "How is the girl? She was bleeding when she came in. Is she alright?"

They share a look "We're not supposed to-"

"She's still unconscious," the female cop says "but she's here in the hospital. We'll get her statement when she wakes up."

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"Alright and breathe in, and out." I cry out as the Orthopedic surgeon snaps my shoulder back into its socket. The acid like pain ricocheting through my arm and chest before it fades to a dull ache.

"Fuck!" I hiss

"Easy… breathe." She says putting my arm in a sling "It was a clean dislocation, wear the sling for 48 hours and you should be fine, take some meds for the pain."

"Thank you doctor."

"Are you miss Jones guardian?"

"No, I'm her legal counsel but he parents have given me permission to sign anything on her behalf. They won't be here until tomorrow at the earliest."

I roll my eyes "They don't have to come, I'm fine."

"You're underage, we'd call them anyway." The nurse says "I'll get your discharge papers."

When they clear out I sigh "Shelia's going to kill me…"

"Probably."

I look at the wall "Did they give you any messages?"

"Messages?"

"When they called you?"

"Sophia your guardians didn't call me, Jimmy did."

My eyes widen "Sulley called you?"

"Yes, that's how I was able to get here so fast." He puts some papers in his suitcase "now, I've arranged for you to take a cab back to the school."

"Fuck…"

"What?"

"The school. There's probably going to be pictures of me all over the school paper tomorrow."

"I'll handle it."

"But-"

"I'll handle it." He snaps me a look "and anything online too."

I nod, handing him his coat back "thank you Mr. cage."

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"Miss, are you sure you don't want a shirt and sweat pants?" A female nurse asks.

I wave her off; looking down at the thin hospital gown I was now wearing "It's fine. I'm going right to my cab anyway." I pause, looking at the cops "Am I going to have to explain this to the dean?"

"No, we'll let dean hardscrabble know what happened." He states almost bitterly.

"Thank you for your help." The female cop adds, bowing her hat towards me just the slightest.

I do a gentle salute, turning towards the main gates. The paper clearing me to leave folded in my hand.

"This is fucking bullshit!" A angered voice yells. Had I been more alert I would have wondered about the source but I sigh, slowly making my way to the door.

"Dude would you calm down?" another male adds

"This is a hospital, you're going to get us kicked out of here." A third chimes.

"Only family can go in, I am her family!" I don't even jump as a loud crash hits the air.

"Sir If you do not calm down you will be removed from the premise!" A firm male voice snaps, almost in time with the door I push.

I hand my paper to the security guard, watch him read it once and nod, allowing me to pass. I was somewhere in the lobby, taking in the monsters all around me.

"Well! If it it's the bitch herself!" It took me a hot moment to realize the voice was talking to me, a fact that seemed to anger my... verbal attacker? "Are you seriously trying to act dumb?"

It's then that I notice the bright purple and blue jacket. Omega fucking Howl was standing in the lobby.

"You just couldn't let it go could you?! I mean for fuck sakes, John stood up for you and this is how you thank him?!" I roll my eyes, already done with this stupid conversation. This action seems to piss him off more as he grabs my shirt, yanking me almost off the floor "Stay the fuck away from Alex, do you hear me bitch?" I wince slightly as his grip tightens "You come close to her and I'll make you pay you psychotic fucking groupie!"

"Cristopher!" a third voice snaps and suddenly another hand has removed his.

Unfortunately, the thin material of my gown had taken too much abuse and rips loudly. As Christopher's angered yelling continued I sigh, walking out of the medical wing. The tight fabric blew around me, easily exposed my lacy bra and underwear yet I was too drained to night had gone from one hell hole to the other and everything else, and well THIS was just the fucking cherry on top!

As I finally grew closer to my cab a loud voice stops me.

"Sophia wait!"

Are you fucking kidding me?I sigh exhaustedly.

"Sophia please! Wait!"

A large strong hand grab good one, stopping the cab from opening and I snap.

"WHAT?! WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" I shove him back hard, now approaching the larger monster with a fist raised "I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU'RE HERE FOR A FIGHT-"

"NO!" he yells back and stops, forcing himself to calm down after a few breaths "No...I'm here to apologize." like me he runs a hand through his hair, giving me a brief glimpse of his eyes. Clearly this hadn't been well thought out "You have every right to pissed at me but I'm sorry. As soon as you left Jonathan told us what happened... I shouldn't have yelled and I shouldn't have grabbed you... It's just I've known Clara my whole life and when I found out she got hurt I was... I was scared and I jumped to conclusions." he kicks the ground softly in embarrassment "It was a total dick move and completely inappropriate."

I stand there, simply staring at him with soft eyes. I couldn't say I forgave him but I understood his anger. He sighs, suddenly stopping as the wind blows again

"Uh... here." he removes his large letterman jacket, a light blush on his cheeks "I know I can't take back what I said but I want you to have this. I got this my first year of Uni and it's been with me every day since." He placed the large jacket over my shoulder, tucking the bottom together and zipping it up. I felt my nose crinkle just the slightest. The jacket smelled like beer and sweat but it was warm and surprisingly soft. my free arm slips in the sleeve as he opens my door "Thank you for saving Alex. If you ever need anything, please don't hesitate to ask."

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