Haunted - an Allison Argent fic

chapter 6: search for a cure

[SEARCH FOR A CURE]
"tear the petals off of you,
make you tell the truth"

Song: Petals - Hole

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After reading the journal entry from Derek's mom Aaliyah felt guilty about her family. They were killing people and Aaliyah didn't really know why, she knew that her dad hated the supernatural and her mother wanted to keep her families legacy but they never told her how it all started. So Aaliyah decided to go down to the basement and look through the old family records to see if she could find something.

She sat on the cold floor in front of the filing cabinets that kept some of the records on the wall opposite the weapons. Most of what they had were birth or death certificates which other than providing names of the killers before her didn't help Aaliyah. She wasn't surprised, most of the papers were probably lost over time or at her uncles or aunts house. She continued going through the cabinet for a while not finding anything, with the chance of never finding anything.

Eventually Aaliyah came across an old ratted looking book with papers sticking out of it, she set it aside and started digging to find another one, and she did. She opened up the first book and a few of the loose papers fall to the ground. She picked up the first one she saw and read it.

Dear Blair and Fiona,
The British are shipping our Battalion to Africa to fight with the Americans against the fascists. I will be on the front lines and unable to contact you for a while. There seems to be no end to this war, I only hope that the Nazi's never make it to our town and our family.
Now I am sitting in the infirmary waiting for my friend William to get his leg stitched up. You would never believe what happened to him, it wasn't a tank or gun, or even a missal that took it off. It was a man. But this guy, he wasn't ordinary, they say that combat can make men insane, you know shell shock or whatever they call it now. But I swear this was different, he seemed to have claws and teeth. Like a dog. He was running around the front lines tearing people apart, his eyes were glowing red, it seemed like he had rabies or something, some said it was a demon. I wouldn't know about that but I do know his bites hurt like hell, at least hearing William screams made it seem like it. I think they're gonna let him go home if he lives, it's pretty hard to fight without half a leg. I'll never forget for as long as I live.
I hope to be home by Christmas but I'm not sure when the fighting will stop or even if we'll get a break before it does. But I miss you and can't wait to see my little sisters again. Fiona, take care of mother she hasn't been the same since father died, and make sure Blair keeps going to school. I don't care what that farm boy said, girls need to be smart just like boys do. And Blair, you should take some of the books from my room for your tutoring.
I wish you both well.
Love, Rory