"It's a variant of canine distemper. A few years ago, an outbreak in Yellowstone killed 40% of the wolf population." Deaton says as we all stare down at the werewolf.
Touch. Touch.
My head snaps all aroud the room trying to figure out where the voice came from.
Touch. Touch.
Something was telling me to touch the werewolf. I tried to fight it off but it only made me feel uncomfortable.
"What's it going to do to our wolf population?" Mama McCall asked. I was starting to get agitated. I scratched the back of my head and paced around the room.
"Well, it's been altered to infect quite a bit faster." Deaton says.
"You mean it's been weaponized?" Derek asked.
"It infected my whole pack." Satomi points out.
"Everyone except for you. That's the real question. Did you not get infected? Or are you immune?" Deaton asked as we all look at her.
"If your pack was infected, then who was doing all the shooting at the entrance to the woods?" Derek asked.
"Apparently another assassin. Personally, I'd rather face a gun than a variant of smallpox." Satomi states.
"Sounds like you're going to get plenty of chances." Mama McCall comments.
Touch. Touch. Touch. Touch.
I shake my head and bite my lip til I drew blood.
"Alexis? What's wrong?" Mama McCall walks up to me. She reaches for me but I pull back. Derek looks at me confused and worried.
"Is it effecting you too?" Deaton eyes me suspiciously. I shake my head and stop pacing.
Touch. Touch. Touch.
"I can't. Voice in my head. I have to touch. They are telling me to touch him." My eyes cut to the werewolf.
"Then do it. Alexis touch him." Deaton backs up motioning everyone else to move back.
I jolt forward pressing my hand on the werewolf's chest as my eyes widen. Images of werewolves running around choking on their own blood were falling to the ground. They were sucking in air as the familiar black blood oozed out of their noses, mouths, eyes and ears. It was like a horror movie before my eyes. I could see a man with dark hair and glasses. Close looking to Mr. Harris but wasn't him. But he did look familiar. I snap out of the trance as I pull away. My face full of fear and disgust.
"Alexis, what did you see?" Deaton asked looking at me concerned. My head snaps to him in fear.
"Um. Not what, who. A man, white, wore glasses, brown hair maybe in his late 30's or early 40's. I've seen him before. I can't place my finger on it. Dead werewolves. Dead bodies. Woman and children." I stutter over my words. I grasp my hands together to realize everything was real. It wasnt a dream.
"Its alright." Derek went to comfort me.
"He did this. He made the outbreak. I think for the deadpool." I look at everyone.
"Sorry. I just noticed how much you remind me of Talia. I used to visit her a lot, you know. Do you remember me?" Satomi smiles down at the ground after looking at Derek.
"I remember the tea. You always brought that tea that smelled terrible." Derek recalls.
"I brought that tea as a gift. Your mother loved it." Satomi states as she smiles up at him.
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Fairy Tales Exist (Teen Wolf)
Fanfiction(Teen Wolf) Back when you were a child your parents would tell you a story before you went to bed. About the different mystical creatures from the supernatural world. As you grew older you began to lose hope in it's existence. Until it just becomes...
