Skinwalkers

KAT!!

3RD POV

Everyone from both sides were shocked by what Jonas had just said. None more so, than Tim and Alexia. Lexi's eyes were wide as she continued to look between the two men, everything around her became empty space. Sirens could be heard in the distance, yet the stare-down between the two groups held, until Zo decided enough was enough "Screw this" he muttered before he began taking shots and soon another shootout began. Jonas rushed Rachel back to the truck, while Varek (or Kaleb) pulled Kat down behind a pillar and continued to fire shots. Adam rushed Lexi and Tim back into the truck as it began to move. Shots continued to follow as the truck drove off. Varek and his group growled as they looked after it. Back in the truck, all hell was breaking loose. Jonas was pacing, Adam was freaking out, and Rachel, Lexi, and Tim were still stunned by the revelation that the man they thought was dead was actually alive this entire time and was now intent on killing his own kid.

Lexi finally had enough and rushed over to her uncle "YOU FUCKING LIED TO ME!!! TO US!!! YOU SAID DAD WAS DEAD, UNCLE JONAS! You all told us that, you all are fucking liars." she sobbed, Rachel stood up and tried to console her, but Lexi was having none of it. "No, get off me!!" she seethed before storming over to the door separating them from the front seat, yanking it open. Tim followed behind her as he sat in the passenger seat, whilst she slammed the door closed once more. Leaving the chaos in the back to be left to the few remaining.

Lexi's POV

We kept on the road for a while until we came to an area close to a cave. I stood near the top of the hill overlooking the area, I could hear Uncle Jonas and Will reloading the weapons in the truck. As angry as I was with Uncle Jonas, after some time of thinking about it I could understand why he would keep something like that from me and Tim. The man at the hospital may have my father's face, but that was not my father. That wasn't Tim's father, he's a killer. He's killed and he enjoys it, him and those monsters that follow behind him.

I must've been so lost in my thoughts because I barely noticed Will walking up to me until he softly nudged me on my shoulder. Jumping slightly, I looked over at him "Hey, Will" I greeted softly before focusing back on the scenery. I can feel the concern coming from Will in waves, but I continue to keep my attention forward. "Everything OK, kid?" Will asked, and while it may have been asked as a question, I could tell that he was looking for a specific answer. Thinking briefly back to the hospital and everything leading up to this point, I sighed "In all honesty, no. No, I'm not." I answered turning my attention to him with tears building up in my eyes, "This is all too crazy! I mean, first, I find out that nearly everyone in my family is a fucking werewolf. Then, just to add to all of that bullshit, my dad is ALIVE, and he is a part of the pack looking to tear my brother to shreds all so that they can continue to be murdering assholes with the idea that they're better than humans all because they shed, and howl at a full moon." I rant.

"And don't even get me started on what's been going on with me" I muttered not realizing that Will was close enough to hear me. "What do you mean, Lex?" he asked, I huffed really not wanting to explain this but realizing it would be better to just speak on it. "Ever since we left Huguenot, I've been noticing things. Things happening to me. The night that we first experienced the others transforming. I've been able to do things that I was not able to do before," I began to explain, I took a breath before continuing "I have been able to hear things that are a great distance away, I can see things that are further away. God, even at the hospital, when that bitch was attempting to kill Tim, I tackled the hell out of her" I huffed angrily as I paced back and forth in front of him.

"The minute I saw her hurt my mom and then go for Tim, I... I don't know, I wanted her head. I WANTED to kill her, and I didn't care and that scares the hell out of me." I whispered, thinking back to how much I wanted to hurt that woman. Sniffling, I stopped pacing and turned to Will "What the hell is happening to me?" I questioned. Will sighed as he leaned against the truck "I should have suspected," he started, confused, I completely turned to face him "Suspected what, Will?" I asked once again. Shrugging slightly, he answered, "That may be your father's genes would make themselves known."