Savages

The Rare Ones

(The rest of the story is in the Narrator/3rd person pov)
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"I'm sorry, what's a Seer?" Sierra asked in confusion.

Everybody, including Billie and Ava, were gathered once again in the protection of the Finneas' office. After telling the Alpha of Sierra's dreams, they thought it was best to include Ava and Billie.

"Seers are a very rare type of witch. Centuries ago, many different werewolf packs would go to war over them." As Claudia explained to the group, each of the others held different expressions on their faces; Finneas had a serious, yet, smug look gracing his face, Billie had a look of awe, Evie held a look of excitement, and Ava just looked at her bestfriend with her mouth hung open as Sierra's facial expression was just blank. Claudia continued on.

"These types of witches are now sometimes called 'The Rare Ones' due to their entire kind suddenly disappearing, hiding away and living normal human lives for centuries."

"What makes them so special?" Sierra somewhat shook herself out of her mini trance, palms sweating nervously.

Although, the question was asked to Claudia, it was the Alpha who answered, his voice having a bit lighter tone, but they all barely noticed. "Seers can see certain events before they even happen." He said. "That's why packs would go to war for them, they are essential for the survival of a whole pack. The Rare Ones haven't been seen for centuries...until now." As Finneas finished explaining, the entire room went quiet as they turned to stare at Sierra.

The silence was deafening, especially to the young blonde-haired girl. She felt everybody's stares burn into the side of her face as she kept her own eyes on the floor. Then, without a single word, Sierra turned around and ran out of the room, leaving everyone to stare after her, this time, in concern.

"I'll get her." Ava said quietly, flashing a small smile to Billie, then looked as Finneas and Claudia nodded, before chasing after her bestfriend.

Ava ran out onto the back grounds and stopped in the middle to search the area for any signs of Sierra. Just as she was about to turn around to check her room, she caught a glimpse of blonde hair and her bestfriend's red converse hiding behind one of the trees at the beginning of the forest line. Walking over to her, she stopped just a inches away, looking down at the other girl with a sympathetic look on her face.

Sierra sniffled, digging her head further into her knees as she tried desperately to avoid her bestfriend's eyes. When she finally spoke, her voice was muffled from the position her head was in. "Jeez, bitch, can't I have a moment to myself?" She asked, a hint of playfulness in her tone making the brown eyed girl chuckle.

"I'm your bestfriend," Ava said. "That's kind of impossible." There was a short silence between the two before Ava made a move to sit down next to her, the other girl shifting over to make space.

"To be honest, Si? I think it's kind of cool." Ava said as she played with the dirt under her. "I mean, my bestfriend is a fucking witch! Who gets to say that? I'll tell you, nobody!" She laughed as Sierra smiled for a bit before returning to her previous state; in thought.

Finally, she sighed. "I don't know, A. I just can't get over the fact that my life is about to change....everything I've ever known was just a big lie and suddenly, everything is changing." As she progressed, Sierra's voice slightly became louder. Not loud enough to the point of yelling, but loud enough to express her current frustration.

"Who said anything has to change?"

"Think about it, A: a week ago, we were just two teenagers just trying to survive high school and finally got invited to Jeremy's biggest party of the year, and now, I'm basically Sabrina The Teenage Witch and you're— well... I don't know what you are, actually." Sierra said truthful causing Ava to snort.

"Gosh, thanks Sabrina." Ava said in a playful tone which then became serious as she turned her body to her bestfriend beside her. "But, look, Si...a week ago, we were just nobodies who barely got invited to Jeremy's party. Now, we are both involved only a few people know about. We now know that the supernaturals are real. It's exciting!"

"I'm scared, Ava." Sierra's voice could barely be heard as tears threatened to spill from her eyes.

Ava's eyes softened, scooting closer to her bestfriend. "Of what, Si?" She said.

"What if...what if I see something...and I'm afraid to tell anybody? Like, what if I dream of someone's death? My visions aren't accurate, A."

Ava pulled her friend into a hug and softly rubbed her back in comfort. "You have so many people her to help you, Si. Like Claudia, Evie— hell, even me." She said. "You'll get better at this, Si. Just trust it."

Sierra pulled away from the hug and looked at Ava with a smile. "I love you, A."

"Love you too, bitch."

The pair laughed as they sat for a while, making small talk about everything and anything. As the sun began to set, the pair were called for dinner where they sat, ate, and conversed with each other.