human // teen wolf

32. Supernaturalis Concustodio

Riley slept in the next morning, not really wanting to go to school that day. So she just pretended to be sick and did some studying and homework while in bed all day. She was flicking her pen on her book as she watched it in boredom, until her eyes drifted to the side of bed where she remembered the Bestiary book that was hidden underneath it. She put her pen on her bedside table and leaned over her bed, grabbing underneath and pulling the book out. She brought it back up as she leaned on her bed frame. She turned to the contents, and tried to see if she was in there. She couldn't find the word she was looking for, but there was a few different Latin words on here so she figured out that it must have been in Latin. She looked up the Latin word for shield, then tried to search for that word in the book: supernaturalis concustodio.

She was glad that it was in alphabetical order, since the contents went for about four pages. She spotted the name on the second last page. She quickly flipped the pages and found what she was looking for.

'Supernaturalis Concustodio, or more commonly known as the Shield of Supernatural, is one of the rarest abilities one can possess. It only occurs in one in a million people and originates in small regions across North America and some regions of Iceland. The Shield is able to protect oneself from supernatural urges and can use their power to protect others. The shield can mask their scent from various creatures and act as if they are hardly there to others. Legends say that the shield is conjured by past ancestors and can only be passed down to pure-blooded relatives (pure blood: free of supernatural or tainted blood) by an evolved genetic makeup. The ancestors hibernate inside of the person possessing the ability's soul until they themselves are aware of the power they hold. Then, and only then, the ancestor awakens and becomes the shield themselves.'

Riley looked up at the wall opposite, into the large mirror that was hung there. She looked at her reflection, taking in what she just read. She hardly recognised herself. So... Her ancestor is attached to her soul? And now that ancestor is awake, which ancestor was it? She still needed more answers. She needed to talk to her family about this. But what would they know about this?

More than Riley thought, that was for sure.