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It's been years since the fire that killed most of her family, but Amara Hale has been able to move on as much as she can. But it seems like the past always has to come back at some point. Some times the past can come back slowly...
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Chapter Seventy-Eight 🌒 Maid Of Gévaudan 🌘
"That letter would eventually find its way into the hands of a young woman. A skilled hunter who would later face the Beast armed with nothing but a steel-tipped pike. She would be known by history as the Maid of Gévaudan... But her real name was Marie-Jeanne."
Lydia, Amara, Makena and the still-injured Parrish were still in the bunker where Gerard and Argent are telling them what they know about the Beast. Amara glanced over at Parrish to see he looks discouraged and overwhelmed after everything that he has just learned about his nature as the Hellhound.
"Maybe someone should resurrect her." He said before turning to walk out the door, but Amara grabbed his arm, "Where are you going?" She said and he turned to her. "My dreams aren't like Lydia's, you know this, we have the same dreams. I'm not just a harbinger of death- I'm the cause of it." He said then turned to leave again making Amara go to follow him.
"Jordan!" She called out and went to leave but Gerard stopped her, "Let him go." He said making her turn to him an annoyed look as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Why?" She asked, "Because as much as we believe Parrish could take on the Beast, especially with your help... Neither of us think he is our only hope at stopping it." He said making them look at him confused.
"What do you mean?" Lydia asked, moving to stand next to her girlfriend, "We think there's another." He said as Gerard walked over. "You." He said, looking at Lydia making them look at each other. "Marie-Jeanne was a lot like you, Lydia. Skeptical of her own abilities. And once, actually, just as skeptical of the supernatural..." Gerard said, starting to explain everything again.
"Why didn't he warn her?" Makena asked a little while after Gerard told some of the story, "He told her about everything that they'd seen during the war. But, like I said... Marie-Jeanne was a skeptic. They searched from dawn 'til dusk, hoping to find the Beast where it slept. But, they knew they'd most likely only encounter it at nightfall. It was just after midnight when the first torch went out..."
All if the sudden, Lydia started to hear a loud banging noise along with the sound of the Beast roaring. It hits Lydia with such force that she gets woozy and nearly collapses. Amara quickly catches her before she falls while Makena stepped forward, "Lydia?" Makena asked.
"Something's happening." Lydia said and Argent raised his eyebrows, "Now?" He asked and Lydia shook her head slightly. "I don't know... But something's wrong. We can't stay here." She said and her and Amara were about to leave when Gerard stopped them.
"You should hear the rest of the story." He said making Amara scoff and turn to him, "Why should we even be listening to you of all people?" She asked and Argent gave her a stern look. "He knows it better than any of us." Argent said and Florence chuckled sarcastically and nodded. "Yeah... He knows a lot of things, like how to lie. But sure, let's just trust him." Amara said and Gerard chuckled while Argent and Makena sighed.
"Everything I've read says that the Beast was killed by Jean Chastel." Lydia said after a moment and Gerard scoffed, "Who told you that? The internet? If that's your most reliable source of information, then you might as well go." He said and Lydia and Amara glanced at each other. Both of them clearly wanting to leave but yet, much to Amara's despise, still wanted to know about the Beast.
"What happened next?"
"Henri brought Marie-Jeanne to his home... A place protected by a circle of mountain ash trees. Marie-Jeanne knew she couldn't just take out another hunting party armed with mistletoe and rowan berries. She needed an advantage. She needed to know her enemy... Marie-Jeanne confronted her brother the moment she walked back into the tavern. The skeptic became a full believer that night." He explained
"So, Marie-Jeanne went back to Henri to figure out how to kill both a Beast and a brother. Using a steel pike, forged out of wolfsbane, mountain ash and Marie-Jeanne's blood, under the light of a full moon. Marie-Jeanne hunted Sebastien for three years until she finally cornered him in 1767."
Gerard started talking about how Marie-Jeanne telling her brother about how history would only remember him as a Beast making realization cross over Makena's features. "Damnatio memoriae." She said and Argent nodded, "They erased every detail of him. Everything he signed, everything he owned..."
"They burned it all. The name Sebastien Valet has been forgotten for over 150 years, but when it's remembered." Gerard said, "When the Beast remembers, the teenager inside is forgotten." Argent continued.
"Gone. Forever." Gerard said and Lydia frowned slightly, "But Marie-Jeanne didn't do it alone. She was never alone. She had help from Henri, the Magistrate, the town... even Marcel." She said and Amara took a deep breath and nodded slightly.
"We need Jordan. I'm going to go find him." Amara said and turned to leave but Argent stopped her, "Amara, he's dangerous." He said making her turn to him with a dirty look. "He's still a shapeshifter- and one who's just beginning to understand his power." He said and Amara scoffed before gesturing to herself and Lydia.
"And what about us? Lydia has a scream that can blow up your fucking brain. I can burn you alive with out even toughing you. Hell, mom can magic snap your neck if she wanted to. Jordan's not the dangerous one." She said and he sighed and shook his head.
"You guys are not the same. You access the supernatural- it works through you." He said, looking at Lydia before turning to Amara, "And you are apart of it." He said. "But it doesn't control either of you." Gerard said making Lydia shoot him a glare. "How would you know? Why do you even care? Why are you suddenly on our side?" She asked.
Gerard picked up one of the Argent family's silver bars and slides it across the table toward Lydia, Amara and Makena, "Because it's my name as well." He said as Lydia opened the book. "Marie-Jeanne never left Henri after the death of her brother. And their relationship became more than a partnership. They married, and she took his name."
Makena picked up the silver bar, which has the Argent fleur-de-lis stamped onto it, and realization crossed over her features. "Argent." She said and Argent nodded, "Marie-Jeanne was the first hunter." He said and Gerard smiles smugly at the girls.
"Our name will be remembered as well, girls- for killing the Beast." He said and Lydia squinted at him. "But we're not Argents." She said and Amara took a deep breath before looking at Argent, "And she's not Allison." Amara said before she grabbed Lydia's hand and they both walked out the bunker.
♤♧♤♧♤ Author's Note: I made a twitter account for my Wattpad out of pure boredom. Probably will post some updates that I feel shouldn't go on here, or just some random crap.
