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MirandaPOV

On Alyson's first day of school, I was there. When Lydia was attacked on the Lacrosse Field, I was there too. Not to mention when Kira arrived or when Alyson died, I was there. I was always there.

There was one point where I was going to step in and help them, but they had to save themselves. At least that was what I was told. I was never allowed to interfere with them, just watch.

I was sent down to help – or watch I should say- over them all. At first is was just Scott but now it's the whole Pack.

As of now they are sending me to be a part of that Pack. I still don't know how, they never tell me anything important, just that I will become human and will be going to school with them now. As a cover, I will have a home with fake parents in case anyone suspects anything odd about me. The only thing they will not tell me is what will happen when they send me.

I cannot say that I am not afraid of what is going to happen. I just found out that they erase your memory so I will not remember a thing.

"How will I remember which person is who, if I can't remember anything?" I ask the elder. My elder is like a protector of me. Like a guardian angel to a guardian angel.

"Trust me, you will know, you just won't understand why you feel the need to protect and befriend them." She told me.

"Very well. I am ready to go." I told her after a moment of silence.

"As well. I pray you will stay safe." She prayed as the went to touch my arm. I was getting more and more afraid of what might happen the closer she got to me. When she touched my arm I felt my world spin, then I blacked out.

Loud. Everything was loud. Voices, noises, and the light. Lights so bright were everywhere. I was trying to open my eyes but I was too weak. So many voices going, talking, all at once. My head hurt like I hit it on something. No not my head, my brain. Like my brain was on fire but I couldn't move to put it out. All the voices got louder and I couldn't take the pain. I blacked out again.

The next time I wake up, the voices are gone but the light is still shining right on my face. I started to open my eyes and trying to block the light with my hands, because my head still hurt.

The door to my room opened before I could start freaking out more. A lady came in wearing scrubs. "Hey. Its good to see you fully awake."

I looked at her as if I recognized her, but didn't know her at the same time. "What happened to me?" I asked her hoping she knows what happened.

She gave me a sad look then said. "You and your family went camping. There was a wild bear that attacked you site. You were dragged a little ways away from your parents and brother. Something must have spooked the bear because if left you there. You are one lucky girl."

"Wait, what happened to my family? Are they ok?" I asked franticly.

She gave me that same look then said. "Your parents were gone by the time someone got there. Your brother though, was alive when we got there, but his body was too damaged and we did everything we could to save him. I'm so sorry."

I was shocked. Of course I would be. My parents and my little brother all at once. I was trying so hard not to cry. They would not want me to. I let one tear slip and then I was done. No more crying.

She shocked me when she asked how old I was. I had completely forgotten that she was still in the room with me.

"Oh, um 16. I'm 16." I told her forgetting that she asked me a question. "What happened to me?" I looked at her, begging her to tell me how badly I was injured.

"You have three broken ribs, your left arm is broken, some major/minor scratches and bruises, plus a leg fracture." She finished telling me.

"How long do I have to stay here?" I asked.

"Well, that depends. Do you have any family that will take you in?" I can tell she hated the fact that I had lost a lot.

"No. That's all the family that I had." Now what am I going to do?

She looked at me for a minute and said "Listen, you don't have a legal guardian, so they will probably put you into a home. Since I hate kids going to foster homes, I will see what I can do to get the Sheriff to let you come live with my son and me. I know how to handle a teen, and I know how to help you heal. Pleas say yes?" I looked at her for a minute and somethings was just compelling me to say yes.

"Wait, I don't even know your name." I told her.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I'm Melissa McCall." She held out her hand.

I reached up as best I could without disturbing the tubes in my arm. I grabbed her hand and said "Yes. I would like that. Thank you so much."

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