Dad was beside me in a minute and instructing mum not to move me anymore. I knew that I was losing a lot of blood and anymore movement would just bring me closer to death.
"But we have to help her!" Mum yelled with a sob.
"And we will, we just need to be smart about it," Dad assured her.
"Daddy, it hurts," I repeated the same words to my dad from before. I didn't care that I was sounding more like a child.
"It`s going to be okay butterfly," Dad said, kissing my forehead. He then looked up at someone," She won`t last outside, we need to bring her inside. A levitation charm on her clothes should make her light enough to move her."
"Of course," I heard Gram said before she muttered something in Latin. My clothes started to rise up with me and I groaned before coughing up blood. The metallic taste was in my mouth and the smell was starting to make me feel nauseous as well.
"We need a healer, mum," Mum said to Grams as she took hold of my left hand.
Grams sighed, "No Witch will come, even if they'd, it`ll be to –"
"Don`t even finish that sentence!" Dad exclaimed he grabbed my right hand. They then slowly pulled me back to the house. The pain was worse than before and I felt really faint. I just wanted to be on the ground again.
"Please," I pleaded," Please put me back down."
"Just hold on, Lia," Mum insisted," Just a little longer."
We finally reached the house and both my parents moved a lot quicker through the back door.
"I want to be on the floor," I pleaded again.
"We`re almost there, baby, "Gram muttered to me.
"We can`t just not do nothing," Mum insisted as she finally moved me onto the living room floor where a makeshift bed was made from the couch cushions. Feeling the cushions on my back made the pain worsen because of how uneven it was. I cried out as I felt something hard press against my wound. Dad was hunched over me with a grimace. Turning my head slightly, more tears fell from my face when I saw dad`s jacket pressed up against my wound.
"Thalia!" Oracle yelled as she finally appeared beside me. She pressed up against my side and started to nuzzle her head against me," I`m sorry! I tried to warn you! Something was stopping me from appearing to you or even using our mind speak! I`m so sorry!"
"It`s…Oookay…good...kitty cat," I tried to assure her but now the words just couldn't form in my mouth and the edges of my vision was getting dark. I could feel mum holding my left hand and stroking my hair. They couldn`t do anything about the wound other than to cover it. All the bandages and witch salves in the house wouldn`t help me down.
Suddenly Gram spoke up, "Call him."
I blinked and saw Dad frowning up at Grams who was standing by my feet. She was cut up in her face and bleeding in her lips but other than that, she was okay. Looks like I was the one that got torn apart.
"What?" Dad asked her.,
"Your old friend, call him, this is his territory, he should be able to help," Grams went on to explain. I frowned.
"Who are you going to call?" Mum asked Dad. Dad sighed before exchanging a look with mum that had her shaking her head, "No."
"Listen to me," Grams began.
"No!" Mum exclaimed as she shook her head vehemently," She is my daughter, if she goes to them, she might not come back. They said they won`t bother us if we don`t bother them, remember?"
"This is different! We have to reach out to them now, "Dad admitted," Thalia was bitten. One of them sunk their teeth into her and we need to know if they can save her or if she won`t make."
"Who...they? "I managed to speak up," Why no…," I gulped and winced at the taste of blood again, "Witches?"'
"Lia, werewolves attacked us. We can`t call the witches," Dad answered me while mum looked away.
"Werewolves? No such thing, "I managed to get out before coughing again.
Dad then removed his phone before I heard him click on the buttons. Closing my eyes, I then continued to cry before darkness took over.
Feeling arms lifting me was what woke me up. I slowly opened my eyes and saw a rock ceiling that had lights. The sounds of footsteps in front of me and behind me made me aware that I was not alone. My wound was still covered by what I deemed was dad`s shirt but the person carrying me was not my dad. He smelled like pine trees. Blinking, I caught sight of a square jaw and nothing else. His short was black though.
"What is that?" Someone asked. It sounded like a girl but not a girl I was familiar with.
"A new pup, prepare a room for her, get me Rachel now!" The man carrying me barked out. His voice vibrated through his chest," The Super Moon is hours' way and she`ll be changing on the most powerful night in our history. It`ll be dangerous and painful."
"Changing? I`m going to die," I whispered to myself.
"You`ll be fine Thalia, stay with me," the man whispered to me and I frowned. How did he hear me?
Darkness took over again. I was dreaming. At least, I think I was dreaming. I was in a forest but not like any other forest I had seen before. Huge trees with lights everywhere. The air smelled like honey suckle and my hair fluttering told me that the gentle night breeze of this place was strong. I was standing in the clothes that I wore to the mall minus my Pikachu hat.
"You're here," A woman spoke up form beside me.
I turned and saw a tall woman with purple eyes and dark hair smiling down at me. Yep. Down at me because she was really, really, freaking tall. Like a European model for sure. She was standing with a flaming torch in one hand while she held out her other hand for me," Come."
After a second, I took her hand and she lead me to a Hexagon that was glowing under a full moon. Before us stood, five statues that were spread and they looked like they were they were watching the moon. Funny enough, I couldn`t see what the statues looked like.
I felt something brush my left leg and yelped when I saw a huge wolf the color of silver come up beside me. She had patches of brown in her front paws and her eyes glowed blue as they looked up at me.
"We`ll need all the help we can get," The woman said softly.
I looked away from the wolf and back to the woman who was smiling at the wolf, "Help for what?"
"They are coming so you need to prepare but first, win this battle before the war comes," The woman continued and my frown just got deeper. She gave her attention back to me and smiled.
"What?" I shook my head," You are not making any sense here lady."
The woman nodded at the wolf beside me, "Don`t fight us when we take control. Otherwise we won`t be able to win."
I continued frown as the wolf howled and the air shifted. That was when the pain took over. Unlike before, when the pain just n my shoulder and neck, now it was everywhere. My whole body felt like it was on fire.
"The time will soon come, my Guard will be untied, worlds bridged and he will finally fall, "The woman shouted. I fell screaming on the ground as the pain just got so worse I couldn`t take it anymore and begged for some sort of relief.
Pain.
Pain.
Darkness.
Darkness.
Voices.
And finally, it dulled down.
It started form my legs until they felt numb. Up to my knees. Past my hips. Then my chest. And finally my mind went blank. It was gone. The pain. It was all gone. I felt like I was falling through water. I was weightless yet I couldn`t stop sinking. There was no sound. My eyes felt heavy but my limbs felt light. It was so weird.
Finally, it felt like I had slowly landed on a bed. My hair was brushed away from my face and my shoulder didn`t hurt anymore. I frowned in my sleep. Wait, my shoulder didn`t hurt anymore?
My eyes flew open and I sat up with a gasp. Blinking and rubbing my eyes, I squinted as they adjusted to the lighting of the room. Looking down, I saw that I was in a bed. I lifted the blanket up and saw that I was now dressed in shorts and a white tank top. Complete with underwear. I pulled my short to side and arched a brow at the pink strap.
"This is so not my underwear," I muttered to myself as my cheeks heated up. If my knowledge of underwear was correct, I was in a thong. I didn`t wear thongs, nor did I own one.
Pulling my shorts up and my blanket as well, I studies the room hat I was in. It was small. Only enough space for a mini fridge, a desk on the left side, a closet in of me. I was sure that there was vanity table on the other side of the room. Turning my head, I saw an open window on my left. The curtains fluttering was the only sign that they were open.
Sighing, I cautiously reached up and was surprised to find that my wound was healed. The only thing there was a round scar. The raised skin told me that this wasn`t going to heal. Ever.
Lying back down, I sighed and closed my eyes.
"A bad dream?" I asked myself aloud.
"Is she awake?" I heard a man asked from outside my room door which had me frowning. He must be talking really loud for me to hear him.
"I'm just going to check on her," A woman replied.
I feigned sleep and waited for whoever had taken me hostage and changed me while I was unconscious.