From Demigods to Werewolves

Chapter 69: Atlantia

I think the pack really wanted to be able to enjoy their lives without something happening so they just allowed me to focus on whatever I saw. Or they could just believe that I would never tell them and they didn't want a repeat of trying to help me and someone losing their life. While I definitely believed that it was the latter, I still appreciated the effect it had since it allowed me during the summer to do what I needed to do.

    Everyone else was having fun and enjoying what it meant to be a teenager who didn't have a worry in the world except for college. I was aware that Malia was going to summer school since her grades weren't good enough to pass junior year so she wasn't really having fun but it was better than what I was doing. I needed to figure out what was coming to Beacon Hils before it was too late. Before, I lost someone else close to me.

    There wasn't any solid evidence that I could actually investigate since it was just visions, and there wasn't anything that was unique in the vision enough to hunt it down. Thus the reason I was sitting on a blanket in my room surrounded by pictures of my friends. I was hoping that the images would help center my mind enough to actually see what the visions had originally shown me. My eyes flicked slightly from the pictures of my pack to the photo over my fireplace of Derek. My powers were easily influenced by emotion and it is obvious that I am filled with a ton of emotion right now. Both the emotion I need to direct the vision but also unnecessary ones. I need to focus because I can't lose another person.

    At least that thought focused my mind enough to let my powers take over my mind. It guided me enough to enter the right visions where I saw three beings in masks injecting something into a young girl before I was yanked into another vision where I saw the same young girl attacking Stiles, Malia, Deaton, and Scott. She slashes at my pack with a kanima tail before running out of the office. Once she disappears from my view, I was yanked back into my room panting from the experience. I felt weaker and I wasn't surprised.

The Greek Mythological world was dying because of me. The Fates were gone and while they weren't what kept the world alive, they were necessary especially with my parents drained of their powers. I knew it was only a matter of time until my parents faded away into nothingness leaving me the last remnants of that world though I wasn't sure I was going to be there.

I shake my head to remove those thoughts because I needed to do more research before someone dies. All I knew that there were a group of weird men or women experimenting with a girl and possibly more people. I needed to find out more. I pushed myself to get back to a kneeling position on my mat so I could send myself back into a vision. Before I could do so, a hand gently places itself on my shoulder. I yank myself around and find myself staring at Scott and Stiles.

"Atlantia, stop pushing yourself. Whatever you saw in your visions, is not worth killing yourself over." Scott sends gently. He wasn't holding me tightly but he might have well as because I was frozen to my spot staring at the photos of my friends, my family, my pack.

"I need to stop what's coming." I say, unexpected tears began to drip down my cheeks. "I can't lose another friend."

"Derek wasn't your fault, Atlantia." Scott says kneeling down next to me, "I know you had accepted that before the summer began but I need you to accept it again now. You are killing yourself."

"I've been here for just a few hours." I say, "I can handle a few more."

"Atlantia, you've been here all summer." Stiles breaks in making me look at him.

"Wait what?" I turn to him startled, "I've been here for two months?" The grimace on the two teens face was all I needed to confirm that statement, "But how? I only saw two visions."

"We don't know but Deaton believes you were stuck in a state of life and death where you were traveling the timeline in a ghostly form which is why you don't remember being in that state for long." Stiles explains.