13 Monster

"What happened to you Jordan?"

"I....I..don't know."

"Think Jordan. Why don't you start from the beginning and tell us what you do remember."

"Okay. I...I can do that" Jordan took a deep breath as he lay on the bed, pain surging through his body letting him know he was alive. "We were pinned down, enemies suppressing us with heavy fire, there...was a sniper somewhere opposite us."

Aiden, Malia, Wednesday and I sat around his bed as he tried to reminisce the past. "Callum and Rogers were down, M.I.A. no kill confirmed, we had just about given up. When Allister found a small exit that would provide us with just enough cover to escape."

"We thought we were lucky, we ran forward ignoring everything that wasn't leading us to safety, I was fourth in that line. It never occurred to me the area would be booby trapped, after all by the time the fourth person steps there it should be safe."

His mood visibly changes very rapidly as he recalled something. "I was the one to step on the mine. I didn't even know I did until I lifted my foot to hear the click. Then there was only fire I couldn't see anything at first because the sudden flash blinded me. The next thing I felt my skin screaming. Every fiber of my being telling me to run. Do something, don't die."

"But my body wouldn't listen to my mind at that point. Only the pain was left controlling my actions. Then I passed out. Woke up here."

After finishing his story Jordan turned to look at me. After all we've been penpals for a bit before all of this went down. However still as a hellhound I felt his scene was too small. Somethings was definitely missing.

"Jordan is that it? Nothing else happened?" Part of me couldn't let it drop, I felt maybe Jordan himself really didn't know, but impossible for nothing to have happened.

"Was something else supposed to happen?"

Looking at his appearance I knew he wasn't lying but I wasn't reconciled. Walking over to his bed I prop up his head as I place my claws on the back of his neck and spoke "I can help you remember, everything you forgot, or wanted to forget. But of course there's a price."

With that word I backed away and left the stage to him, and it didn't even take a minute before he spoke "I'd still like to remember."

With a single flick of my wrist my claws penetrated into the back of his neck as his pupils dilated and he remembered, everything. I kept my claws in his neck for a few seconds, just long enough to jog his memory without falling into them.

"I died," Parish said "I actually died. I remember my soul about to pass on, when it was interrupted."

At this point he had all of our attention, after all this process wasn't something commonly known.

"It was...some sort of dog. It was huge and black, but I couldn't see past it's eyes. It, it spoke to me." He took a second to organize his language obviously hesitating on what to say before he made up his mind "It said 'Welcome Guardian, may your path be blazed in flames.' I didn't understand it or even really fully understood what happened."

At this moment he looked up looking me directly in the eye, "You know something, somehow you knew I was different didn't you? What am I? Please I need to know."

By the end of his speech his heart was racing as he seemed as if he just needed something to hold onto. An idea, an answer, something that can explain why he was the one who stepped on the bomb, yet he was the only one in his squad to survive.

I looked him in the eyes and saw the unwavering resolve, no matter what he wasn't gonna settle until he got his answer, so I gave it to him. Making my eyes glow I looked him directly in the eye which flashed a burning orange for a second as I opened my mouth "You're a monster. Like me."

Erica P.O.V.

Today is great! Today is fabulous! No Pain! No medication! Waking up and jumping out of bed, going through my new routine. Setting my makeup like Carrie taught me how, while going through some of the clothes Malia lent me. Today our Alpha was out of town, but that didn't mean we were in vacation.

"Bye Mom! I'll see you later, I'm hanging out with friends!!"

"Oh make sure you take your medicine! Also I'm glad you have friends now but don't start doing drugs Erica!"

"Mooom I'm fine, I gotta go, love you bye!"

Today Carrie was getting a job with the intention to have her own money. Actually apparently all of the Pack gets subsidies from Grey Industries, which does everything from making civilian technology to satellites.

According to Oliver not only his mansion is Grey family property, but almost 1/3 of the land on the upper side of Beacon Hills belongs to him and he'll rent out to Pack members for 10% of the market price since like the houses the pack belongs to him.

I must admit at first I was skeptical about the bite, but so far the benefits far outweigh the once a month ass whooping until I can control myself freely. Yet I can't complain about anything, not even the boring ass job I get to do today.

While Carrie is applying for a nurse. Aiden said he's a student so he's out back to school shopping even though they're not joining this semester. Ethan and Malia got to go on a cool trip to Vermont, Marin is doing teacher stuff, and even Braeden is working on something.

As the only free person I got the cool job of becoming a babysitter for someone who's supposed to be important to the pack. So I stopped hesitating as I knock on the door to get the day over with.

Knock knock knock

"Hi Ms. Martin, my name is Erica I'm supposed to go shopping with Lydia today?"

"Oh Erica come on in Lydia said-"

"No need Mom, I'm here" Lydia stated making her presence known as she looked me up and down "Yes, Oliver was right. You need my help bad. Are you actually wearing those jeans? No! Come on let's go we have much work to do."

I was dumbfounded watching how she showed up, insulted me, and kept going so naturally. Well maybe I took this job with selfish intentions, after all the school nerd girl is always gonna be the school nerd girl. Unless I have a great teacher and who better than...

"Wait a second Lydia what's wrong with my jeans? Hey c'mon stop walking so fast!" Sigh this is gonna be a long day. At least Oliver is paying for it, hehehe.