Darkness of the Moon

C12: Pain, Confusion and Tickle Fights

I follow Alec down the hall. My vision blurs every now and then, the lights brighten and dim.

"Alec, where are we going?"

"To visit a friend," he says.

"Who?"

"His name is Michael, he can help you."

"Help me with what?" I ask, confused.

"With your nightmares."

"What nightmares?"

He stops and turns to face me, "last night you had a nightmare. You were screaming and crying and you tried hurting yourself," he gently grips my hand and runs my fingers over my chest. I gasp, instead of the soft, smooth skin I expected, the skin is torn and scarred. I run my fingers delicately over the impressions and bumps in my skin.

"I don't remember."

He looks alarmed and storms off again, pulling me behind him. I feel slightly light headed as he leads me down the stairs and through more corridors. Finally he opens a door to a warmly lit room. There is a lit fireplace on the opposite wall and I walk directly to it and sit on the couch in front of it, watching the flames flicker and burn. I hear voices behind me, but pay no attention to what they're saying.

"Harper," Alec calls, waving me over. I walk over to him and the man he was talking to, "this is Michael, he might be able to help you."

Michael holds out his hand, "nice to meet you, Harper."

I take it, "and you."

I walk back to the fire and sit next to it, not realising what is going on.

My sharp hearing is enough to hear what Alec and Michael are saying, but my brain processes none of it.

"Harper," Alec sits next to me on the ground, "Can you tell Michael everything you remember from last night?"

I stare blankly at him, what happened last night?

"I don't know," I say.

Alec sighs and looks up at Michael, "well, if it was like what you explained, Alec, then I have a few theories. Keep an eye on her and report anything strange about her, I will do some research and see what I can find."

"Thank you, Michael."

Alec grabs my hand and gently leads me to the living room, where Cristina and Jason are currently in the middle of a tickle fight. I think Cristina's winning.

"Jason, your being beaten by a girl!" I yell at him.

"Like you could do any better. Against Cristina, you will lose every time," he defends-ish.

They look at Alec cautiously, as if questioning my sanity. What? I enjoy tickle fights.

You suck at tickle fights, Lisa complains.

I do not, your just more ticklish than me, I shoot back.

We are technically the same person, you don't make any sense.

If we are the same person, then you don't make any sense either.

Ok, scratch that, we are different people with the same body, she explains.

Actually, we have different bodies, I have my human form and you have your wolf form.

I give up! You're impossible! She exclaims in my head.

Well, if I'm impossible, that means you-

Shut up! She interrupts me.

Whatever, I won that argument.