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Celia Vargas pov

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Celia Vargas pov

My first class was History with our teacher, Mr. James. As I enter the classroom, I saw Ambrose sitting with his soccer friends. He waved at me. I settle down at my usual seat. I felt someone sit beside me, it was Ambrose.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" Asked Ambrose. Yeah, he thinks I am sick.

"I'm fine, How is Kim?" I asked. His expressions changed.

"She is fine, she is done with the plastic surgery. But Kim is not satisfied with the result, she wants to end her life. Day by day she is getting depressed, she is not even listening to me" said Ambrose. I can understand. She must be sad and all. She need be cheered up.

"Does she said anything about the culprit? Did she saw the person, behind all of this?" I asked. I am just curious if Kim saw Ethan's face or not. But if she had saw it, then I guess Ethan would have killed her already.

"No, she said that it was a guy but his face was covered, the police are investigating" said Ambrose. I nod my head. I don't think the police will find anything. Isn't it funny, how some things are indescribable? Or unsolvable? Just because it is beyond our imagination.

"What about the party? She will love it, if we throw her a party" I said. Maybe that will help her to get back to her life and enjoy every moment.

"Yeah, halloween is near, we can dress like fairy tale or scary characters, that way Kim won't have to be insecure about her face" he said. Wow! That's an awesome idea. That way she will be comfortable around everyone.

"I don't think I should be at that party, you know Kim hates me" I said. I will make her more angry and sad. It's better I stay out of this.

"Hey, it's Halloween party, wear something in which you are unrecognisable. Or you could just try to be friends with Kim" he said and chuckled. That's not happening, me and Kim becoming friends? That's a nightmare. After few minutes Mr. James enter the class, he took the chalk and wrote 'Town History' on the black board. This guy loves mythology, why didn't he became the mythology teacher?

"Before reading about bookish history, let's know couple of theories about our town history" said the teacher. Our town history is scary, weird and unsolved. All this because of that stupid curse.

"Okay, so anybody know about Fenrisúlfr or Fenrir?" Ask the teacher. What? How did he know that? Maybe internet.

"Miss Vargas, you look tense. Do you know something?" Ask mr. James. I simply nod my head. I actually don't know anything about this.

"Fenrir is a monstrous wolf in Norse Mythology, Fenrir, together with Hel and the World Serpent is a child of Loki. He is the father of all Wolves" said the teacher. The whole class started whispering and some were laughing. Was he really the father of all wolves? Then maybe he can stop this curse of mine. Where can I find him? If all other myths are real then he must be real too. Why do they call me the hybrid of Fenrisúlfr? I need to know about this.

"Silent. But Fenrir was killed by Odin's son Víðarr" said our teacher. Oh no, he was killed? There has to be a connection with me and this thing.

"Woah, that's scary. I wonder where did he find this stuff from?" Ambrose whispered to me.

"Internet? It's cool to know new facts" I said smiling at him. Gosh! I hate reality. Fiction is always better.

"That's where the scary part, start. Long time ago, in this town a bunch of powerful witches and worshippers of Fenrir tried to bring back Fenrir by an incantation but it didn't go that way. They burn themselves to fulfill the process. After that, a beast was born which attack the town after every ten years on blue moon. It's a curse that lurk around our town" said the teacher. The whole class started joking and laughing. That's not funny, that's the truth. Blue moon is only after seven days. Witches burning? That was my nightmare. I don't even know what is going to happened, I am clueless. Would I really turn into a wild beast? Ambrose nudge me and I return back to the reality.

"This is bullshit, he is really telling stories now, to scare us" said Ambrose. It's not a story, I wish I could tell him. I cannot tell him to run from me, after all I am the beast. That's ironic.

"Yeah...." I said looking down at my book. I want to leave this class now. What if I leave the town? Theo's words flashes through my mind. Gargoyles? The guards of the curse.

"Okay class, now let's get back to our boring but you need to know it, history class" said the teacher. I open the page of the book, mr. James was roaming around and teaching us. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Mr. James open the door and I saw mrs. Smith our councilor. They both were talking about something. Theo told me that being werewolf, he have some powers like he can hear any conversation from far away and run fast, super strength and others. But I cannot do any of them untill I trigger my wolf and fight it for my humanity and dominance. After they were done talking, mr. James walk towards his desk. He looked sad and worried about something. Is something wrong? What on earth could happen now?

"So we got a really bad news for you all. Right now we heard it from Ethan Castillo's parents. I am very sorry to inform you that Ethan has committed suicide, it's a very sad news for our school and you students" said the teacher. What? Suicide? I was confused. Ethan was killed by Theodore's pack and his parents just want to cover it up. I am surprised that they didn't said that it was a murder or something. But why would they let a good opportunity like this go away? They could have easily blamed me but they didn't. Well maybe they don't know that I am the hybrid. Are they not sad about their son? Otherwise what type of parents sent their son to hunt werewolves. Weird family.

"I thought Ethan was a serial killer, maybe I was wrong" said Ambrose. Well he was a killer, no doubt on that. He tried to kill Kim and murdered Natalie. I am done with this fucking hunter family, I have my own problems to take care of.

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