Find Your Anchor - Part 1

13. This Happened While You're Gone

Extremely short chapter. Sorry about it, but no time available for me. Test tomorrow.

Average word count : 1500 words

Word count : 680 words

Short, right... Sorry about that shanks

The New Gladers slowly approached their home, guiding Thomas carefully. As for he doesn't know that there was a place called 'New Glader's House'.

"So, what happened while I was gone?" He asked, noticing everybody was silent.

They didn't answered until Newt pointed to the house.

"This happened while you're gone."

And it explained everything.

They explained about the pack, which was useless because Stiles knew it better than they do.

They explained about what they were.

Thomas laughed at the Aris part.

"Really? I mean, Aris not supernaturals? He's the strongest of us all!" He said.

"Seriously, he's a charmspeaker, it means he's a half god, half human! And he's not supernatural?" (For those who haven't read the amazhang book series, Heroes of Olympus, pls read it. You need to. A/N)He huffed. "But than it means the only human in the New Glader Pack is Jorge and me." 

Brenda patted him on the back. "But you are still our leader, Tom. It doesn't mean you are weak. And we will not leave you, we're not like those bitches. I like Kira though. She's not like Minho, that's for sure." She snickered.

Thomas secretly smiled. His friends is saying that because it's natural for them. But for Thomas, but for Stiles, it's never natural. His ex-pack had dumped him. He was scared because this New Glader pack will forgot and hate him also. But it was a useless thought. 

"Let's race to the house! Without using powers?" Aris shouted.

They cheered. 

"Who says NO?" They shouted. "It's on!"

And the eight of them ran past Jorge, who rejected the offer and continued to stroll peacefully.

. . .

They wanted to sleep late, but Mama Newt stopped them.

"Tomorrow's school, kids." He (A/N I wrote it 'she' accidentally. LMAO but i changed it) said in his mother tone.

Groaning, the New Gladers went to bed, only to be awaken up by a ear piercing shout muffled by blankets. It sounded from Thomas's room... What now?

Newt and Minho was the first to arrive. They brought guns because it could be remainings of WICKED. But nothing. No one was in his room. Then what was it...

And they saw the source. Thomas himself. He was thrashing his bed, shouting some unknown words. 

"What's he's saying?" Newt asked to Minho despeartely. "What's he's bloody saying?"

"How can I know?" He replied, approaching Thomas to wake him up.

Aris nudged Newt.

"Polish. It's Polish, Newt. He's a Polish. Stilinski is a Polland name."

"So what did he say, Aris. You would know!" 

Aris closed his eyes.

"Nie, przestań! nie chcę! Proszę, nie zabijaj moich przyjaciół! Co robisz? Nie rób tego! Nie zabijaj ich! Proszę! Zabijasz ich! NIE!!! It means..." His voice faltered. "Don't, STOP, I don't want to, Please, don't kill my friends, What are you doing, Don't do it, Don't kill them, Please! You're killing them! NO." 

Newt's hands trembled. "What is he even dreaming?" He felt scared for his friend.

Meanwhile Minho managed to wake Thomas up.

"Minho?" He whimpered, Minho never saw his friend acting like this. Vulnerable.

"Shhh, it's okay Thomas. Relax, none of our friends are dead. Calm down. See?" He pointed to Newt. "There's Mama Newt, there's Aris, and there's Gally, Brenda, and Grandpa Jorge."

"What did you dreamt?" Newt asked directedly.

Thomas's lip trembled. "Nothing. Just go back to bed." He jumped out of his bed. "I'm going to get  a cup of water..." He turned before leaving. "Go to bed, guys, I'm fine."

Brenda snorted. "There there his signiture 'I'm fine'. when you usually say that it's something very serious."

Thomas scoffed. He really seemed to be in a bad mood. "Oh god, shanks! Just go back to bed! I'm fine, really!" When no body moved, he sighed. "Please, I'm not going to die because of this stupid nightmare, don't worry! I'm not a kid who needs to be babysitted." 

Newt and the others turned to leave. Before he left, Newt mutterd, "Just be careful, Tommy. If you get hurt by any chance, I'm going to bloody kill ya. Understood?"

Thomas saluted weakly. "Understood, Captain Newt."