Odd Balling

Chapter 22: Normal My Ass

I have kind of had this part since the day after I updated last, but I thought I'd hold out for at least the week considering I think you guys are going to need something to hang on to since school is starting to creep up again, although I do have the next part half finished, so we'll see who wins out in this race, me or my school work. 

My Article is going good, I've started my rough draft and I just want to thank everyone who answered my weird pleas over wattpad to answer some questions for it, I got so many different points of views and things and so much good material for both sides of my controversial topic. It's awesome and I am so thankful to all those that helped out! 

I will be posting the article up here the end of June or beginning of July as it is due to my teacher by the 13th of June, so we'll see how long it takes her to mark it :P 

Thanks again all for being awesome, I hope you enjoy this part!

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"That's the tricky part now," the Slenderman eases his way through the phrase and I can feel my stomach drop in dread. Already predicting what he's going to tell me, and I am definitely not going to like it. 

"The tricky part..." I mutter under my breath. Gosh could my life literally get any worse right now?

"Yes, the tricky part. See, Mary already has you trackable," Jeff starts, "which means you could lead her here if you stay. And though she isn't at her full strength right now, she could still take many of us on. But if we set you loose and tell you to go home and do your normal things, she may think you're easy pickings, and though you are a human we still need you to fulfill your contract and finish our story. Plus with the hunters about it will be dangerous for us to keep close tabs on you. You see the dilemma?"

"So basically, we have no good options?" I ask, trying to not rile myself up too much. One of these days I'm going to end up dying from premature heart attack or something wonderful like that. 

"Basically," the other lycan states, his single word answer sounds more like a growl though, very guttural. Definitely not human. 

"What about this vessel? Could we not find it and like, permanently destroy it? Cripple Mary indefinitely and maybe even do it all over again, take another bout of her power and lock it up like the first?" I ask and then, they all stop and stare. 

"You know, the human's got a point," Fenrir says to no one in particular. 

"Yeah, she does actually," Ayah says, grinning at me. I glance around, wondering what has gotten into them, has no one actually thought of that before? 

"So what's the vessel? And where is it?" I ask and that's when the sigh goes. 

"The vessel is a human, or I guess a hunter to be more precise. The witch that the hunters were working with took it upon herself and every so often transfers it around to other people, always keeping a close eye on it, so that Mary won't find it." Ayah replies and I groan.

"Jesus, could this get any more complicated?" I ask them, getting frustrated with all the back and forth we've been having because of this whole stupid situation. 

"Well, we don't actually know who the witch is..." Fenrir answers.

"And the hunters may not talk to us properly considering they're supposed to be hunting us," Ayah adds. 

I sigh in defeat, curling myself back up onto the chair that I had been occupying before this. 

"So then what do I do?" I ask, impatiently waiting for their answer. Even though I can already guess what's coming.