Chương 20: Nightmares?

After driving for some time, Lucas arrived at home. As he was about to enter the doorway, he suddenly looked back, looking in the distance. A frown appeared on his face as he muttered, 'Was it just my imagination?' He then entered his house while still looking around. Lucas then closed the door and swiftly made his way down to the basement. He entered the hidden room and checked if everything was there.

'Everything is fine… but why… why do I feel uneasy?' He grabbed his chest, the same place he first felt his awakening. He inhaled slowly, trying to relax. Looking at all the weapons in the armory, he grabbed a gun, then loaded it with bullets filled with wolfsbane. He then took the gun with him and proceeded to go to his room. Lucas entered his room, and not wanting to waste time, he opened his computer. He then began to search for traces of wolfsbane to see if he could find more to buy.

As he was looking, he began to get impatient.

'This is a waste of time… how do the Argents procure wolfsbane? Sigh… maybe I should just pay someone to look for me.' Seeing no results, he got up and lay down on his bed. He then reached for the gun on the nightstand, checked it, and put it right back. As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep. ========== As his eyes opened, he looked around, shocked, as he was no longer in his house; he seemed to be in a forest.

'Did I transform and begin sleepwalking?' Suddenly, before he could think more about his situation, a shadow appeared behind him and struck him with incredible force. Love what you're reading? Discover and support the author on the platform they originally published on. He was sent flying, and with a thud, he hit a tree, even making it shake a little.

"Cough… Cough…" Lucas coughed heavily, with blood seeping out of his back.

"Who are you?!" he shouted angrily while trying to find the one responsible. Silence filled the forest, as if the previous attack never happened. Lucas still frantically looked around to see what attacked him. Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him. He raised his hand, wanting to strike it, but before he could process what happened, he felt a tearing sensation, and then a warm feeling in his throat. He looked down as he saw a shadowy hand piercing his heart.

With blood flowing from his mouth, he asked, struggling, "Who… ar you..?" He looked at the creature as he began to feel his strength fading away, only to barely see its mouth moving as if it wanted to convey something. Slowly, his eyes became blurry, not feeling anything anymore, and soon he closed them forever. ======== Lucas opened his eyes in terror as he quickly took the gun in his hand and aimed at his surroundings. He breathed heavily as he scanned around, but he quickly realized he was in his room.

'How's it possible?'

'Was that only a dream?' He helplessly put his hand on his heart, remembering the tearing he felt and the words that creature was trying to say. He then shook his head.

'There's no way that was only a dream… if I was living a normal life maybe… but this….' He tried to recall more details about that thing, but he felt nothing.

'The weird feeling that I got last night, and now this dream… it can't be a coincidence.' He knew that this could be just a normal nightmare, as he was not a banshee, but what if? If he ignored it, then there's a chance he will die. Lucas then thought of Peter, but he dismissed that thought; if it was him, why would he not be visible?

'Could it be my instincts warning me?' His eyes widened as he thought of his ability.

'The weird feeling of being watched, and now the dream… could it be that my ability sensed danger, and it's warning me?' He thought of the night he first felt his ability working; he felt danger from the werewolf and an urge to devour him.

'Was something more dangerous lurking around?' He was confused as to who would want to harm him. As he was thinking, the doorbell rang. His expression changed for a second before quickly calming down. He headed down with the gun in his right hand. Soon, he opened the door with his left hand while showing only half of his body. What greeted him was a postman.

"Hello, Mr. Ashford, I assume?" Lucas nodded at the man. Paying no mind to his attitude, the man continued,"I have a package for you." He then proceeded to give him a package.

"Thanks." Lucas took the package, then watched the postman leaving. As he closed the door, he opened the package curiously, and then he saw a bank card. He almost forgot that he made one.