《Secrets (PJO/TW Cross Over)》Allison?!
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We were in a valley, and I was stuck inside a magical barrier. I killed my own mom and the nogistune, getting both pearls. I have one more person.
The one I regret killing the most?
I guess I'm 5 seconds I will know.
"Did you really mean to kill me?!" I heard a familiar voice yell. I looked at everyone behind me. Scott and Lydia had tears in their eyes.
I turned back to see Allison.
"Is it really you?" I asked as I neared her.
"Of course Stiles" she said as she gave me a hug.
"I didn't mean to kill you. It wasn't me." I said sadly.
"It's okay, I forgive you. Why don't you tell me what happened to your arm?" She asked.
"I was shot." I said and she gave me a sad look.
"Stiles! It's not her! It can't be! She died the night she was stabbed!" I heard Scott yell.
Allison looked at Scott.
"Scott I missed you so much! Lydia! I have missed you so much!" She squeled and smiled. I grabbed my sword. There was 2 things diffrent, she didn't have dimples when she smiled, like she normally did. And Allison Argent never had squeled like that.
"It isnt you!" I yelled and Allison looked at me.
"What are you talking about Stiles" she asked.
"You don't have dimples anymore, and you never squel like that" I said as I raised my sword.
"Well, people change, ya know I haven't heard one sarcastic joke from you?" Allison said in a joking manner.
"Listen hear, let me fill you in on the past 4 days. I have been attacked by a minitour and poisoned. I woke up in some weird camp for demi-gods just to find out I had to go on this crazy mission to get my kidnapped dad. So, first off i was attack by the nogistune again. Then I was out in a trace and was shot. Now, I just killed my mom and the nogistune. Now, I might have to kill you!" I screamed and she backed away.
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"I'm sorry" I whispered.
"I can understand why you don't believe me stiles, but I am the real Allison. I swear" she said softly.
"Can I ask you 3 questions only Allison would know?" I asked.
She nodded. I know it's stupid, but I have a plan.
"What is your favorite weapon?" I ask knowing even if it's a demon it would know.
"Bow and arrow" she said softly.
"Do you still love Scott?" I ask.
I got close, she hesitated as if thinking. The real Allison wouldn't have to think about that.
"Yes" she said.
My last question will say everything.
"What is your hunters code?" I ask.
I'm assuming, Allison on My told her dad about the new code before she died. So it was deep inside her brain where no one, not even a demon could reach it.
"We hunt those who hunt us" she said and I smirked.
"Not the real Allison." I said and Allison pulled out a dagger.
I grabbed my sword.
"Poor Stiles, you really thought it was her for a while didn't you?" Allison asked.
"I can defeat you. One on one. Easy." I said.
"Oh really?!" Allison yelled and both my mom and the nogistune apeared behind her.
"Shit" I heard someone say.
I steadied my sword. I went after the nogistune and quickly killed him with no hesitation. These other 2 would be hard. My mom and Allison. I can't kill them again. But, it's not them.
"Stiles? Don't do this to me. Your own mom. Don't kill me again?" My mom said.
"Yeah, don't make me go through all that pain again!" Allison cried.
They continued with their cries till I shut my eyes and grabbed my head.
"Bad move" both of them said.
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I looked up and ther was a dagger entering my stomach. It wasn't deep. About an inch in, but it still hurt like hell. I'm sure it will hurt worse later, with all this adrenaline pumping I badly felt the wound, along with my shoulder that was pounding.
"We don't wanna kill you like that." My mom said.
"Stiles! They kill people by taking third power, all of it till your drained and die. Don't let them use their wands!?" Annabeth screamed.
Wands? Why wands? I have her a confused look and looked back to see both of them with wands.
I stepped back as dad as I could go until the barrier stopped me.
"This might hurt" Allison said as their wands began to glow and I felt nothing at first. Besides I couldn't move from where I was, or where this tingling was. I could move my hands but not my feet. Then I started ti feel pain as my power was drained from me. I screamed but kept a held of my sword.
"Stiles! Kill them now!" Someone screamed.
I stabbed my mom and she fell to the ground. Allison was still draining my power. I couldn't move one of my arms. I used my left arm to stab her.
The pain and numbness was still everywhere. I felt weak and in pain. I felt the barrier I was leaning on disappear and I felt hands on me.
"Stiles? Are you okay?!" Someone asked.
The numbness and pain went away. Leaving me with the pain in my shoulder and my stomach where I was stabbed. Everything was blurry and I was weak.
"Get the pearls" I whispered before I passed out.
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