Chapter 16: Attack

I woke up in Derek's arms. "What happened?" I remembered Sloan and turned to Derek. "You told him to keep me in the house." He nodded and I punched his arm. "How dare you not let me be there!" He groweled a warning. "She was my sister!" Derek stood knocking me backwards on the bed. "A sister who kept trying to kill you. She was an enemy, and you will forgive me one day." I shook my head and ran out of the room.

I ran by my family and Sloan. "Leave her." Derek said as he came down the stairs. I opened the door and ran to my Uncle's. "Who did it?" His face dropped at the sight of me. "Does it matter? It is done." I groweled and banged the door open. "Yes it matters and no it doesn't I want to know who was there and who did it. Why? Because no matter what she did she was my sister. Someone once told me it's just as bad to be there and do nothing." I yelled as a hand touched my shoulder. "It was me." I froze turning to see the last person I expected it to be. "Dad?" He nodded and I feel on my knees. "Why?" He looked up and Jacob nodded.

"Your mom agreed to take her in because she is a good woman, and the way she grew up sucked having parents who didn't love her. The way I and Valor grew up sucked we had no one there for us. So we took in Faye, but the more she grew up the clearer it was that she was going to be a problem. Apparently your sister got caught up with hunters. She had a tracker in her arm, and you saw the wolfsbane she had." He shook his head. "That could have killed us all, and if Archer didn't warn us about the tracker we would have probably all have been killed. We flew her to Alabama and then to New York. Your Aunt, Zane, and Mark should be there with her now on a bus to Vermont. Then they will drop the tracker and finish this. They will come home another route and we will all be safe."

Zane's voice echoed through our heads. "It's done. We leave tonight." I dropped to the floor. I ran to the cliffs in my human form and dove off the cliff into the rough ocean. I wanted to feel. Feel more then the numbness that crept over me. The crushing weight of the depth. The cold, the pounding of the waves. Every step I made towards my future felt like a weight.

I dove in and immediately got swept into a rock. I allowed myself to sink and looked up to see the water raging above me. When my lungs screamed I took a breath and ducked under. The waves pulled me and it felt good. I went up for air before another wave and ducked down. I worked my way further and further out and fought against the current. I rode it around and ended up by the forest. I climbed the steep rocks careful not to slip. I got to the top and pulled myself up enjoying the sunset.

I head foot steps behind me and jumped up. I relaxed seeing Sloan there. "You are a really strong swimmer." He pulled out a needle filled with yellow liquid he swiped at me and I jumped backwards off the cliff. I fell as he jumped in after me. I went under and mind linked everyone. "Cliffs Now! Sloan had wolfsbane and chasing me." I broke off and swam as fast as I could towards the rocks. "Hurry!" I sent as I dove to the bottom holding my breath. I watched I'm wait for me to come up. I pulled his foot and he tried to stab the needle in my leg. I moved as he stabbed himself and pulled it out. A little blood tricked out as I tried to wrestle it out of his hand and hold him under.

I took a few breaths and let the next wave crash into us sending is into a rock. I used his body as a spring and kicked off him. His hand clasped around my ankle. He raised the needle and aimed for my calf. The next wave came in and pulled us back to the rock. I snatched the needle and I let the tide pull back clearing some of the water. I kicked his face with my left foot and he let go to grab his face. I surfaced to take a breath and heard someone call me but I was to busy moving away.

Another wave came and I tucked myself behind the rock I was closest to. I looked to see Sloan not where I had left him many something sharp and cold press against my throat. He pulled me and kicked us to the next rock and I released my air allowing me to sink. I kneed him in the nuts and he sliced my arm. I went to let out a scream, but nothing came out. I surfaced and chucked the needle up on the rocks took a breath and was pulled backwards by my hair.

I went with the pull as the knife came back to my throat. I struggled and kicked behind me as Sloan drug me deeper under. Three slpashes sounded in the distance and I started to loose consciousness. Sloan kept swimming and surfaced in time for me to take in a little air. He pulled me deeper and I felt the pressure change around me. I felt someone else grab me and tingles spread through my body. Derek. I pushed him back and guided Sloans knife down and pushed it into my shoulder. I let out a muted cry, and Sloan let me go. Derek grabbed his hand and carried me around my stomach. The waves carried us and when we got to the rocks he surfaced. I gagged and spit up water.

"She tried to kill me Derek she wanted to stab me with that stuff and all I did was ask her how she was." Sloan said as I puked up water and laid on the rock. "If she did why would she call us for help?" My Uncle, Aunt, and Dad climbed out of the water. "Why did she toss this and then go back under water?" My Mom held the yellow filled syringe. "Show Derek and Uncle Jacob the truth Paisley." I sat up and took deep breaths trying to catch my breath before giving them my hands. My Uncle took one and Derek took the other.

I showed then I dove in and swam before climbing up the side of the cliff near the forest. How he showed up and scared me. I focused on his hand before he tried to grab me. The struggle, me calling while I swam towards the rocks and where the tide was strongest to beat him away. I let them see the knife and how he tried to kill me. Why I pushed Derek away and stabbed it into my shoulder. Derek pulled his hand away before I stopped and finished for Uncle Jacob. I opened my eyes and Uncle Jacob knelt inspecting my shoulder. He slid the small dagger from it and I hissed. "Silver." He said and he dropped it. My shoulder wouldn't heal and my mother bandaged it with a scrap of her shirt.