Whispered promises

Part 19

Katrina stood in front of the bathroom mirror, as she wiped away the blood from the deep cut on her cheek. The pain was both physical and emotional, a reminder of the heated exchange between her and Allison last night .

As Katrina focused on her reflection, she heard a soft voice behind her. "Let me," her mother, Victoria, spoke up. She walked over to Katrina , her eyes filled with concern and love.

"Ah, Katrina, honey," Victoria said, gently turning Katrina's face to get a better look at the cut . She knew it needed stitches. "This area around the eyes is really delicate, so you've got to treat it just right."Victoria said as she reached for a cloth and dampened it before carefully wiping away the blood from the cut with her gentle touch.

"Otherwise, it's not going to heal properly, and it could scar," Victoria continued, her voice filled with a mix of practicality and motherly advice. "And those kind of scars, those wounds, are not so easy to hide."she told Katrina. Katrina listened to her mother's words. She couldn't understand why her mother wasn't shouting at her for the disastrous events of the previous night.

"Or easy to fix," Victoria added softly, putting three stitches into her gash and placing a stitching plaster upon the cut on Katrina's upper cheek. She then gently placed her hand on the side of Katrina's face, making Katrina meet her gaze in the mirror.

"Do you understand what I'm saying?" Victoria asked, her voice gentle yet firm. "I don't know if that is that easy this time." Katrina's voice quivered as she replied honestly.

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I got into the animal clinic seeing Deaton . "Katrina nice to see you again what can I do for you ?" He asked seeing the cut across katrina cheek . "You okay ?" He asked pointing to her cheek . "Yeah I'm good , As you know Stilinki doesn't have all the facts on what's really going on here and I know you know about the supernatural so I wondering if you could help figure what this creature is ?" I asked.

Me and deaton spent a few hours figuring it out , when we finally had some answered , then my dad and Gerard , decided to show up . "I was wondering if you could give me a medical opinion what killed this man " my dad asked Deaton as I look up to see them by the door as they placed the dead hunter on the table , my dad gave me a confused look and practically looked that we was gonna talk about this later. We haven't even spoke since that last I bolted on him .

"I don't know if you saw the sign out there but this is just a animal clinic " Deaton said making me slightly smile . "I'm aware of that .." my dad said stepping forward . "I'm also aware your not just a vet " he informed to deaton knowing that deaton is more then what meets the eyes .

"Hello, Alan. It's been a while. The last I heard, you had retired."Gerard said . "Last I heard you followed a code of conduct." Deaton said .
Yeah tell me about it . "If you hadn't noticed, this body is one of ours." My dad informed deaton . "I did, I also noticed the gun residue on his finger tips. So don't assume I will be swayed by your philosophy just 'cause I'll answer a few questions." Deaton said . "He was only 24." Argent said . Doesn't matter how old you are .

"Killers come in all ages." Deaton said he's right about that . "All ages, sizes, shapes. It's the last one that concerns us." Gerard said as Deaton gave me a side glance and I nodded for him to tell them what we have just learned ourselves .

"See this cut? Precise. Almost surgical. This isn't the wound that killed him. This had a more interesting purpose." Deaton said showing them the slit on the back of the hunters neck . "Relating to the spine." Gerard said . No shit Sherlock !

"That's right. Whatever made this cut, it's laced with a paralytic toxin, potent enough to disable all motor functions. These are the cause of death. Notice the patterns on each side." Deaton said pointing at the lacerations on the body . "Five for each finger." Argent said . "Each claw." Gerard confirmed .
"As you can see, it dug in, slashed upward, eviscerating the lungs and slicing through the bone of the rib cage with ease." Deaton pointed out . "Have you ever seen anything like this before?" Argent asked him . "No." Deaton answered honestly.