Invisible String {2} TW

Ch. 10 De-Void

She jerked away from the other girl, turning to look at the cat in surprise. "Where the hell did you come from?" she asked, glaring at him. Kira chuckled as the cat hissed at her.

"So this is the famous Lucy?" she asked, sitting up. She held out a hand to the cat, trying to let him sniff her before she tried to pet him. He just hissed and ran away, however.

"Unfortunately," Piper muttered. As much as she loved the cat, couldn't he have let that go just a little further?

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If you had asked Scott if he had ever seen Ayla actually lose her mind an hour ago, he probably would've said yes. Afterall, it was Ayla. The girl who saw the future in her dreams. She was usually one step away from insanity. He had kind of thought that Stiles and Piper over exaggerated how chaotic she got. He now realized that they weren't wrong.

Ayla had stacks upon stacks of drawings and sketch books. The most organization she had was that some had dates. Beyond that, there was no way to tell what was newer and what was from three years ago. Of course, it didn't really matter. Ayla drew so many details from different events that she saw that it was almost impossible to distinguish what was and wasn't important.

"There's got to be something in here that could help," she muttered.

Scott frowned, spotting one of the drawings that had fallen from her bed. He picked it up, looking at the unfamiliar creature drawn across the page. "Is this the nogitsune?" he asked.

Ayla looked over his shoulder at the drawing of the mummy like creature. "I'm assuming. I've been seeing it since Stiles first went missing," she admitted, moving onto another sketchbook.

"How do you know that anything here is going to help us?" Scott asked.

She gave him a shrug. "I don't. I was just hoping for something," she told him, honestly. She dropped onto her bed next to him, giving a defeated sigh. "Or maybe I was just hoping I would find my sanity in here somewhere."

Scott managed a smile. "This place is less organized than Stiles' room. If your sanity was here, it's long gone," he teased.

Ayla rolled her eyes. "I just keep thinking that I have to have some use for these stupid visions and everytime they let me down," she admitted.

"You'll figure it out," he told her. Ayla gave him a small smile, before starting to look through another pile of drawings. Scott watched her scan each page as if some minor detail would tell her where Stiles was. "We're gonna save him," he said, but he wasn't sure if it was for his benefit or hers.

Ayla frowned. "Aren't you the one who believes in fate? Because I don't think she's on our side," she told him.

"You really just can't stand the idea that everything has a reason, can you?" Scott asked.

Ayla gave a shrug. "Accepting that just means accepting that there was an actual reason as to why my family burned alive and I lost my mom. I guess I just can't see any reason good enough for that," she explained. Scott frowned, having not thought about that. Ayla sighed as she saw his expression, realizing the dark turn this had suddenly taken.

"You know, Deaton agrees with you on the whole fate thing. He thinks we have some weird destiny that's brought us to this point. That I was never meant to be alpha, but I was meant to learn all of it to help you," she told him.