Alex Frost

Chapter 6

Alex pov
I woke up under a pile of books, my back and neck aching.
"Shit," I complained while rubbing my neck, using my free arm to lift myself off the floor. I look around the room, Andruw, Joseph, Kristen, Selma, Dmitry, and Phoebe laying on the floor in front of me.
"Yo losers wake the fuck up!" I scream.
Everyone but Phoebe jumps up. I start laughing.
"Fuck you Alex," Kristen says as she throws a book at my head. I dodge it.
"I can't believe that didn't wake Phoebe up," Joseph notes baffled.
"Hey dumbass you have werewolf hearing remember," I remind him.
"Oh yeah," he says back.
"Joseph your a fucking sped," Dmitry snickered.
I get up from under the books heading to the sink. I grab a bucket.
"What are you doing?" Selma questions.
"Waking up Phoebe," I answer.
I turn on the sink filling the bucket and carry it towards Phoebe tipping it, hitting her and myself with the water. She wakes up.
"Your a bitch! You know that we're gonna get tails right," She comments.
I then fall, developing a tail, Phoebe developing one as well.

     Phoebe's tail

Alex's tail

      "Ow," I complain.
      "Nice tails guys," Kristen points out.
      "Thanks," I say smiling sarcastically.
      Phoebe rubs her eyes, "What time is it?"
     Andruw takes out his phone, "7:34 why?"
    "We have to go home. You know we did just leave school," Kristen acknowledged.
     "Can someone get us some towels, they're right there," I ask.
Selma hands me and Phoebe towels and we dry ourselves, returning to our human form.
"Let's go upstairs," I suggest.

Joseph's pov
We all go upstairs and begin to head to the kitchen. That's when I hear Alex scream. The rest of us run up to her.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
She points a shaky finger in front of her. We all follow her gaze. It's all of our parents piled up, blood on the wall written, This is your destiny.
We all stand there for 5 minutes in shock.
I gulp, "We need to call 911."
Kristen agrees, "Yea. I just- I just can't look at that anymore, I'm going to go back to the basement."
We all go back to the basement. After I call the police we all just sit in silence.
Alex speaks up, her voice hoarse, "I'm so s-so-sorry."
"For what," I ask her.
"If it wasn't for me all of you would've been at home and your parents would've been alive," she answers, her voice breaking.
"If what we read was true, all of us were already really powerful, you just activated it, our parents were probably already targets," Selma says, face tear stained.
The doorbell rings.
"That's probably the police," Alex says.
     We all go to the door, Alex opens the door. Twelve men stand at the door, armed with assault rifles.
"Your not the police, shit," Alex says with wide eyes.
"No we are not," one of the men confirms Alex attempt to shut the door on these men but they push their way in, effortlessly knocking Alex out. Although we were out numbered, the rest of us made an effort to fight back. One man charges at me, and everything goes black.