Beacon Hills 1983

Chapter 24: Observing

(Teen wolf + The chilling adventures of Sabrina)
6 November 1983, Thursday

It's been two days since the trip began. We left the motel and headed to Lawrence, Kansas.

Mrs. Barron explained the details of the trip again, and I actually listened this time.
She said that the reason we go on the trip is to learn more about the founders of Beacon Hills, and that each place we stopped at along the way, was a significant part of their lives.

In Kansas we toured suburbs, and she went on talking about this apartment, and how one of the founders, Charlie Adams, lived in the house that used to be there in the late 1800's until the great depression in the 1920's. She said the landlord kicked him out because he couldn't afford rent.
After his wife left, Charlie went into depression, himself.
Having nothing to live for, he spent his life begging, and walking long distances, aimlessly, until he stumbled upon a large forest region, surrounded by small, mostly abandoned houses.
Since Charlie wasn't the first, the other founders who were there already, discovered him, eventually, and the five of them created a town in that little place, away from the rest of the world.
They called it, Beacon Hills, because the place itself drew them towards it. Like a Beacon.

Of course, there are parts to the history of Beacon Hills that Mrs. Barron and the rest don't know about.
The Supernatural history.
From what Talia and my mom have taught me about our history, I know that Charlie was not human, and that he begged for his life to be spared. The people who knew about him decided to banish him to a far away land where he would never cross anyone's path... Or kill anyone again.
That's right.
His wife didn't leave. He killed her.
It was a full moon and he lost control.
It's usually harder for turned wolves to control the shift. Especially because they're abandoned by their alpha's most of the time and have to teach themselves control.

"What do you think happened to that Winchester family?" Lucy snaps me out of my thoughts.
We're back on the bus, heading towards Mystic Falls for the next stop. This time, it's just the two of us, and Natalie sits somewhere in the front...

"What?" I wasn't paying attention.
"The Winchester's. We passed their house during the tour, remember?"
"No." I really was not interested in anything Mrs. Barron spoke about.
Lucy rolls her eyes and says, "Nes you should really start listening to people."
"I know, I know. It's just... I've been paying more attention to... you know who."
"But they haven't shown any more signs, Nes. I know you think it's them but-"
"Who else could it be?"
I stare at Lucy, desperate for her to agree with me.

I spent the past two days observing Billy and the pale, scrawny boy who's name I discovered was Timothée Chalamet.
The two aren't friends, aren't even physically alike, and are never seen within less than four people between them.

Lucy told me that she'd read about something in her father's bestiary which matched my description of the omega, and she knew what it was.
A supernatural creature called the kanima.
A lizard-like shape shifter who's unaware of what it is, and usually has no control over its shift.
The master, is the one who guides- more like uses- the kanima for their own benefit.
However, the kanima only kills murderers.
My first thought was,

No wonder it didn't kill any of the teenagers at Natalie's party.

But then I remembered,

It killed Beverly.

And I realised that my aunt, probably wasn't as innocent as we thought she was.
Whoever the master is, took revenge on Bev for murdering someone.

"Nes..." Lucy takes my hand, "I hate to break it to you, but, I don't think either of them are the kanima."
"Kanima's." I emphasize.
"Look, Nes," she sighs, "I know you heard something. And I know how badly you want it to mean something, but... What if you were wrong? I mean, you only heard part of the conversation, and it was the full moon-"
"So you think I hallucinated all that?" I don't know why I'm getting defensive, but I am.
Lucy looks penitent. And hurt.
"No. That's not what I meant." She let's go of my hand.
I feel a tinge of guilt for reacting that way.
Now that I know we're both part of the Supernatural world, it shouldn't change anything.
She's still my best friend.
And just trying to help.
She would never offend me.

I'm about to apologize to Lucy, when I catch Natalie, a few rows in front of us, peaking from the corner of her seat, and quickly pulling back when she sees me.
I narrow my eyes in her direction, and instead of apologizing, tap Lucy on the shoulder.

"What?" She says sharply, and I nod towards Natalie's seat.
"She's watching us."
"So?"
I stare at her, "So, on Monday when you were grossly making out with my brother I was forced to hang out with that spaz, and kind of lost control for a second and... she kind of... saw."

"WHAT?" Lucy gasps, in a slightly alarmed tone this time. "Why didn't you tell me before?"
"I don't know. Guess I wasn't sure if she saw something or not, but now she's being really suspicious so I think she did-"
"Gosh Nes! You can control yourself on a full moon but not at school?"
"I- I don't know what happened- Billy was there-"
"Ohh, Of course he was!" Lucy shakes her head, and laughs as if something suddenly makes sense.
"Nes. I know."

I hate when Lucy says that.

"Know... What?"
"That you like Billy." She smirks.
My heart flutters, and I feel my cheeks going pink.
But I shake my head, "Now's not the time to discuss my crushes Lucy. What are we going to do?"

I watch my friend think.
"Ok. She can't unsee what she saw. Or un-know what she knows. The only thing we can do is grab her redheaded ass and threaten her to not say anything."
If circumstances were different, I would've laughed.
"Really? That's your plan?"
"It's the most efficient one I thought of?" She shrugs.
I nervously look around.

Billy is sitting with his friends again, being his usual jerky self.
Timothée is five seats away from Billy, sitting alone, fixated on a book.

A quick glance ahead, and Natalie is still staring.