The Hunting (A House of Anubis Story)

Chapter 21

Patricia POV

"And I think we should have a leader," Amber suggested. I rolled my eyes at her cheeriness as she let out a bright smile.

"I say Nina and Eddie, they are the Chosen One and Osirian," KT grinned as we all gave confused looks. Eddie and Nina shared a glance before looking away from us.

"What's the Chosen One and Osirian?" I questioned Eddie. He didn't even try to look at me as he waited a second.

"Nothing," he muttered. I gave him a look as he sighed and wrapped an arm around me. "I'll tell you about it later. I just don't really want everyone to know." I shivered as his whispered words hit my ear before nodding

"So, Nina, Weasel, are you guys going to be the leaders of Sibuna?" I inquired, wanting to get the attention off of Eddie and Nina. Nina and Eddie smiled before putting up the new Sibuna sign.

"Sibuna?" The rest of us did the same thing with wide smiles.

"Sibuna."

X

"Eddie," I sighed as he climbed back up the tree. He tied himself back to the tree before pulling me into his lap and double checking to make sure I was secure. As he tightened the rope, I listened around and heard Jerome say something about the Scooby gang. I chuckled as Eddie looked at me funny. I shook my head as I leaned my back against his chest. "What's the Chosen One and Osirian?"

"Patricia, I just don't like talking about it," he muttered. I twisted my torso around and kissed him softly on the lips. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh as I grabbed his arms and wrapped them around my waist. I fixed my ponytail, flipping it the side as he placed his chin on my shoulder.

"Tell me," I pried softly as he sighed.

"Let me start by saying it's not from bloodline, it's from date of birth. The Chosen One was created by Egyptian witches. I know it sounds cheesy but I can't make this up. The witches called upon the Egyptian gods and goddesses to give them the power and strength to create the ultimate hunter. But they made a mistake. Like vampires and all other Supernaturals, the Chosen One was considered an abomination. The Chosen One was out of control, living by the motto attack first ask questions later. Therefore the witches created a counterpart, the Osirian. Like yin and yang they keep each other in balance and the Osirian protects the Chosen One. At the beginning they were considers the perfect hunters but over time people have to come to realize they're not ultimate but just an amazing situation. We have this "curse", as many like to call it, coursing through our veins. It gives us more power, durability, anything a hunter would need. Since we were born on the certain day, we got chosen to hold this gift from the gods. Oh, and we have "powers". Nina's kind of connected to the house and I can get visions but that's normal witch crap. Other than the fact Osiris talks in my head sometimes," he explained as I listened intently.

"Why would you be ashamed to tell Sibuna that?" I questioned as he kissed my shoulder through my sleeve.

"Because everyone who knows thinks of us as an abomination and a curse. Even my own father..." He drifted off as I snuggled into him.

"I think you're amazing," I commented as he smiled.

"How sweet," he teased.

"Shut up," I laughed as he smiled even brighter and moved my head around to kiss me.

"You're accent is so annoying," he groaned as I rolled my eyes. "But I love it so much." He kissed me again as a loud groan filled the silence and something was thrown at us.

"Stop sucking face!" Jerome shouted as I rolled my eyes.

"Jerry, shut up or better yet, go to sleep!" Eddie yelled back to him.

X

A loud growl woke me up as I shrugged it off and pressed my head into Eddie's sleeping form. A roar broke through the silence as I immediately shot up.

"Eddie," I let out, hitting him in the process. Below our tree was a tall beast, fur dark brown, foam falling from its mouth. "Eddie, I think I've found your Bigfoot." My fingers automatically went to unravel the rope around my waist as the creature looked up, seeing me. With a quick thud against the trunk, I lost my balance and fell to the moist ground. The creature looked down at me as I drew in a breath. Come on Patricia, you've seen Eddie do this a million times now. If that idiot can do it so can I. Gripping the pointed wood in my hand, I slowly stood to my feet, readying myself. I lunged forward barely scratching Bigfoot before getting thrown to the side. Then, something clicked. I rose to my feet before beginning to mutter words. The large Supernatural froze before falling dead. That's when I noticed my housemates climbing down from the trees. I couldn't stop, the power was too great, addicting. Darkness coursed through my veins as my hand moved in a stiff direction.

"Yacker, stop," Eddie called out as the wind picked up speed.

“I can't!" I shouted over the raging winds. "Eddie, it's dark magic. It's so addicting." My hands began to shake as I tried to control the power. Darkness filled my head, evil chanting, dark spirits trying to take control.

"Patricia, stop," he spoke soothingly before grabbing my hands. Then the darkness disappeared. Every kiss, every memory of him filled my vision. The darkness tried to fight back but nothing compared to the light he created. The addiction went away. Everything stopped as soon as he touched my hands. Everything started up again, but in my head and vision instead, as I released Eddie's hands and gripped my head. I felt sick. My vision blurred before I passed out.