Ephemeral ➵ Allison Argent (5)

Five

Olivia's POV:

Because of the fact we didn't know how the creature got into the Telecom building, we needed to check it out ourselves to see if we could find any entrance that the creature got through.

I aimed my flashlight around the building, looking for anything that seemed out of place but the light shined on one of the boxes with a large slash mark.

Out of habit, my fingers trailed along with the scars on my stomach, remembering the injuries from Liam and the Oni.

Everything sounded mute to me but the only thing I could hear was the sound of the katana piercing through my chest as I watched Allison watched in horror at the sight in front of her.

"Olivia!"

The memory then shifts to Liam's angered expression as he repetitively slashed his claws across my stomach as I helplessly tried to block his attacks but all I saw was red.

"Liam, please!"

I blink, now only seeing a crate with a slash indent which caused me to shake my head at the memory. It's fine, I'm fine. Everything's okay. If I continue to think about what happened, it's never going to go away.

"Olivia, we found something." I hear Stiles call out which caused me to look away from the crate. I walked over to where the boys stood, my eyes widening at the puddle of blood that trailed underneath one of the metallic machines that were tipped on its back.

"All I see is blood." I say but Stiles quickly shook his head.

"Look where it leads to." He spoke, aiming his flashlight to show what seemed like a grate.

Scott bends down to lift the machine but unexpectedly, his arms shook as he tried to lift the box that barely went up an inch. He lets out a grunt and attempts to lift it again but Stiles quickly runs over to the other side to lift.

My brows furrow in confusion. If his werewolf strength is failing...does that mean he's losing his other abilities as well?

Realizing that they were struggling a bit on lifting the box, I rush over to Scott's side as well and muster up whatever strength I had, shoving the machine until it stood upright.

Stiles is the first to peek through the grate with Scott and I following behind, seeing the large hole from the floor that seemed like it led to the sewers.

"Werewolves first?" Stiles spoke up which caused Scott and I to glare towards him.

"I'll go." I mutter and carefully climb down the ladder. Once my feet hit the ground, I cautiously look around the surrounding area before I look up towards the boys. "You're good!"

Stiles climbs down next until Scott followed behind. Once he came down, Stiles turns the flashlight on and continues to walk with Scott and I trailing behind.

But as he aimed the light, there were bits of black smoke trailing alongside us which indicated that this was the spot where the creature had to be.

Suddenly, as the light passed over a spot, I saw some letters displayed near the corner which caused me to grab Stiles' wrist. "Wait, go back."

He shines his light back at the original spot, revealing the smokey-black words Damnatio Memoriae.

"Hold that light up, I'm gonna get a picture of it." Scott said before he pulling his phone out of his pocket.

I curiously eyed the word, trying to remember if I saw it on the Bestiary but I noticed that the light was shaking further away from the word. "Uh, Stiles? Hold the light still."