Thunder Dragon

I do not own Teen Wolf and my OC is base from Breath of fire IV the game.

CHAPTER 1

"Almost there" I knew that I must be close but it feels like it's been hours since I was on the run I just need to get to the spot were dad had hidden his car a few days ago.

"Dad, Mom" man I can't see anything. "Stop crying Storm, mom always says not to cry at the worst possible time and place" I was still running. Man! Where is that stupid spot, I really started to hate running late at night (late or was it early? All I know it was way after midnight) in the woods – NO I hate hunters I hate all of them it's their fault. I shake my head to stop myself from thinking about this whole problem. I just need to get to dad's Ford Mustang GT 2008 model. I would have jump up and down by now with excitement if this was not the worst time in my life.

I run around a big tree that was one of the markers dad showed me to remember the cabin that we used to hide the car away if anything bad happened and we need to get away.

"At last! There it is!" I got to the cabin; pull the door open just big enough for the car to go through. I jump in the Mustang and started the car, first gear, tyre smoke closing in from behind! I spun out of there like Hades was after me.


I drove all night (or early morning) whatever, I don't care! All I know is that I just need to get as far away from Phoenix as possibly. I looked at the time on the dashboard, 11am. And I know I can't stop. I have to go on. I have no idea if they following me or if they even knew that I was there.

"Man, I really need to stop thinking about last night; I can't afford to get distracted unless I want to kill myself in a car accident." I wipe the tears away, that was about to start a pool in my eyes, with the back of my hand and keep driving.

It's been 2 days since I left Phoenix. I tried to sleep for a few hours but I couldn't. The most I could get was 2 to 3 hours of sleep and that was with nightmares. I just keep seeing them, dad getting shot between the eyes and mom … Man! I can't even think about it without getting sick. I fucking hate Hunters. We didn't event do anything wrong.

I look up in the mirror and look at myself, "Man I look like shit" I said to myself. If cop's pull me over they will probable arrest me for doing drugs. That's how bad I look. I went back to the bedroom that I rent at a motel. I look around to make sure I have everything. I turn around and walk out of the room and lock the door. "Thanks, Dad" just saying that hurts even more then when I just think about my parents. What the hell I'm I suppose to do? I'm only 17 and I still need to finished school and I already lost everything because of the fucking hunters.

At least dad taught me to always drive around and do a dog leg. So, if the hunters follow me then I can lose them. I planned to drive around the whole week with no place in mind. Maybe after that I can go to my uncle and Cousin. Uncle John would probably be happy to see me but I don't think, under these circumstances John would be happy to learn that my mom and dad were murdered.


Hey guys, this is my first fanfiction that I have ever written hope it's good and any in puts will be great. More will be reveled from how the story will go!