The Hunters and The Hunted

Chapter Five: " John, Grab My Scarf!"

I wake up back in my bed. Over in some beanbags, Tom and V sit curled in each other's arms.

"Could you like, not do that in front of me?" I say, making the two jump. Tom walks out of the room without a word.

"What's wrong with him?"

"Who knows." V says sitting back down.

"What happened exactly?"

"God K, is this 20 questions or something?!" She shakes her head " you were out for a week the first time. Rainy came in here and found you on the floor half conscious about 2 days ago."

Tears spring into my eyes at the mention of Rainy.

How am I going to stop it?

"Stop what??"

"Did I say that out loud...??"

"Yes. So answer my question." V flips her dark hair out of her eyes.

"I I had a dream and....Ortho killed Rainy....and he said that my dreams will become real...and I don't know how to stop Rainys death."

"Don't."

"Just because you don't like him doesn't mean he deserves to die!"

"Thats not the point! If your dreams are prophecys, there is no stopping it. End of the line! The end! No more Rainy!!"

"I can't believe you!" I'm standing now." Why won't you help me save his life!?"

"Because I don't trust him! Something is off about him and it's not good!!" V's voice gets louder and I am remembering the wings...

"In my dreams....Rainy came to me...he said something about and Angel Prophecy....about me being a big part of it... Then these black wings came out of his back..." My breathe comes in jagged gasps, I can't see straight. I lower myself onto the floor. "What's wrong with me??"

"Nobody told you then?"V sighs "You were drugged. We found you laying out in the field with a white cloth beside you. We had to call Sherlock and John so they could identify the drug."

I stare at her in disbelief. "Nobody held a cloth over my mouth!"

"You wouldn't know. The drug was laypoxin. It erases any memory of the attack and puts it into dream form...the week that you were under? All effects of the drug. And if what Sherlock said was true, then Rainys death is inevitable."

I sit on the floor in silence and shake my head. " There has to be a way." I choke out, my voice sounds gravelly.

V shrugs. " He's gonna die K. You can't stop destiny, and you definitely can't stop Ortho. Sorry." She walks out of the room, leaving me. I stand up and walk out into the empty hallway. A loud bang comes from Sherlocks room as I walk towards it. John opens the door when I knock.

"Hello! I haven't seen you in ages!" He hugs me and I force a smile.

"Ah, Krystal, nice to see you." Sherlock says, not looking up from his microscope.

I take a deep breathe. " 1. Nobody calls me that. 2. Look at me when you're talking to me. 3. I need your help."

Sherlock lifts his head away from the microscope and turns towards me slowly. "That's why I like you! Listing what you want instead of asking!" He smiles then winks at me.

I turn to John. "Drugs again?" I mouth. He nods. I turn back to Sherlock.

"So you in?"

"Does it involve murder." He says more than asks.

"Always."

"Well then. John, grab my scarf! We've got a case!"

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So, thoughts on High Sherlock?

More cheerful, less...Sherlock-y

I'll fix it.

Baiiii,

K.winchester