Holy Hell, it's back! The New Hellmouth (TNH) is up and ready to start another season. And trust things have gotten a lot more complicated and the chapters have gotten a lot longer. Updates will be on Tuesdays and Thursdays, starting this coming Thursday. So without any kinks or mistakes (bound to be anyway) Enjoy!

An unidentified young woman revived an unconscious Isaac using a car battery and jumper cables. Coming back to consciousness, Isaac noticed his body covered in bloody slashes. He also felt a pain his neck, he touched the base and felt deep punctures there. The girl explained that it's "from their claws" and that it's how they share and steal memories.

She managed to get Isaac onto a motorcycle and told him to hold on before they raced off into the night. Isaac could hear someone coming. He looked behind and noticed two shadowy figures on foot gaining on the bike. Two men, identical twins, slashed and grabbed for Isaac with their eyes glowing Alpha red.

The girl managed to elude them briefly by crashing through a large window into a warehouse but then Isaac, close to unconsciousness once again, overbalanced the bike sending them skidding in a shower of sparks.

The twins entered through the broken window. One kneeled, the other slams his fist into the kneeling twin's back and the two begin to merge into one giant figure. This new "mega-alpha" stalked toward Isaac growling.

However, the girl seemed to be prepared and pulled a weapon and fired a large projectile into the giant's chest. When it hits the creature it's consumed in electric current the twins de-merged.

"I thought I told you to hold on." The girl told him, just before Isaac passed out.

Scott and Stiles were at a tattoo parlor. It wasn't Stiles who wanted a tattoo though. It was Scott. He was sitting in the chair, while Stiles looked around at all the designs that were hanging up on the wall.

"It's a good thing you drew me a picture." The tattoo artist told Scott. There was a hint of humor in the statement. Stiles found something that caught her eye.

"Hey, maybe you should do something like this?" Stiles told him. Scott was already in the chair as she held up a design. It resembled something of a lizard very close to the Kanima. Scott gave her a glare, "Too soon?" She asked noticing the glare. Scott still didn't respond. "Yeah." She answered her own question and puts the design away.

Stiles noticed the tattoo artist getting everything ready. It wasn't too late for Scott to back out now. They could easily go home and let her force Scott to watch Star Wars.

"Are you sure you want to do this? It's kind of a permanent thing." She told him. It was probably the 13th time she told him since he told her about getting one. Really she wasn't a big fan of needles. Dead bodies she could handle. Needles not so much.

Scott could see exactly what she was trying to do. "I'm not changing my mind." He told her.

Stiles shrugged her shoulders. "I can see that. I'll stop pestering you, but why two bands?" She asked him.

Scott hunched his shoulders. "I just like it."

Stiles didn't believe that for a second. "Shouldn't your first tattoo have some sort of meaning, you know, or something?" She could tell he was hiding something. They both were actually.

"Getting a tattoo means something."

Stiles nodded her head as if she understood, but really she was ready to call him out on his BS. "I don't think that's..."

But the tattoo artist jumped at Scott's defense. "He's right, tattooing goes back thousands of years. The tahitian word "tatua" means "to leave a mark." Like a rite of passage."

Scott gave Stiles a 'Told you so' look. "See? He gets it."

Stiles wasn't swayed so easily, "He's covered in tattoos, Scott, literally."

But both Scott and the tattoo artist ignored her. "Okay. You don't have a problem with needles, do you?" The artist asked Scott. Scott shook his head, while Stiles looked away.

"I tend to get squeamish but…" For some reason the sound of the drill made her turn to see the tattoo artist at work. It didn't last look because in the 10 seconds of her looking. She fainted.

It wasn't until later after the tattoo was bandaged up and they were in the jeep when Scott started to feel a tingly sensation going through his arm. It was actually uncomfortable with a hint a burning sensation.

"Oh man." Scott commented. Stiles looked over at him as she held an ice pack to her head.

"You okay?" She asked him. Not like she wasn't hurt or anything.

"Kinda burns." Scott admitted. He noticed that Stiles rolled her eyes. He was ready for her sarcastic comment.

"Yeah, well that's what happens when you get stabbed repeatedly with a needle." She told him, with the extra sarcasm.

"Yeah, but I don't think it's supposed to feel like this." He told her. He lifted up the sleeve of his shirt and the skin around the bandage was turning red and the burning sensation seemed to have increased. "Nope, definitely not supposed to feel like this. I'm taking this off."

"God, no please Scott don't." Stiles pleaded to him, but Scott continued to remove to bandage around his arm. Once, Scott got the bandage off there wasn't any kind of marking on his skin. "Whoa." She said as Scott's skin went from red and back to Scott's skin tone.

Scott looked gravely disappointed, "Are you serious? It healed."

"Ah, thank God. I hated it." Stiles commented while making a displeasured face. Scott gave her an offended look. "Sorry." She wasn't sorry.

Landon and Allison were driving to a group-outing. Only Allison wasn't so sure that it was an actual group outing like Landon claimed.

"It is not a double date. It is a group thing." Landon assured her for the hundredth time. Allison still didn't believe him. Landon had this ability to make things seem really small, when in actuality they were actually a big deal.

"Do they know that?" She asked him, "I already told you I'm not ready to start again." She reminded him.

Landon gave her an accusing look. "You were France and didn't date for four months?" He asked her in disbelief.

"Did you? I mean, after..."

"Do not say his name."

Allison gave herself a small laugh, "Is he okay? Did everything work out?" She asked him.

Landon tilted his head, but kept the focus on the road. "Made the doctors look like idiots when he turned up alive, but everyone got over it. Derek taught him werewolf 101, so no one's is in immediate danger."

"So then you've talked to him?"

Landon shook his head, "Not since he left for London."

"You mean since his dad moved him to London." She corrected him. Landon gave a shrug.

"Left, move, doesn't matter. He's gone. Besides an American werewolf in London? I can smell the disaster waiting to happen."

"So you're totally over him?"

"Would I be going on a double date if I wasn't?" Allison shot him an 'I knew I was right' look. "Yes, it is a double date. It's not an orgy. You'll live." He pulled up to a red light. Beside him a familiar blue jeep pulled beside him.

The driver of the jeep was aware of who they were beside, while the passenger wasn't. "We agreed to give each other the summer... no texts, no calls." Scott told Stiles. Scott explained to Stiles about how he and Allison agreed not to contact each other over the summer.

"So then how do you know she won't be back at school then?" She asked him.

"With everything that happened, I wouldn't be surprised if she doesn't come back." Scott told her.

"I think she is. I'd say pretty definite, you know." Stiles told him, not really making eye contact with him. Scott noticed and turned to see what exactly Stiles was looking at. His eyes landed right on Allison, who was in the car with Landon.

"Oh my God," He breathed out and when Allison looked up she noticed Scott looking right at her.

In the other car Allison had the same reaction. "Oh, my God." Landon looked over to the other car and saw both Stiles and Scott looking at them. "I can't see him, not now." Allison told him.

Scott wasn't ready to see Allison just yet. In fact, he wanted her to make the first move. "Can you just drive please?" Scott asked Stiles. Stiles pointed up at the light, which was still red,

"I maybe the Sheriff's daughter, but even I need to occasionally abide the law." Stiles told him.

Allison was having the same reaction as Scott. "Landon just drive already." Allison pleaded him. But even Landon, refused.

"The light is still red." He told her.

Back in the jeep Stiles made a suggestion. "I think you should just talk to her." Scott was against the idea. Stiles leaned over to his side and began rolling down the window.

"Dude, Stiles, come on." Scott protested, while trying to get his friend back on the driver's side. But it was useless. Stiles had the window down all the way.

"Oh my God! Hi!" She greeted Landon and Allison. Instead of responding back to her. Landon sped off, running the red light. "You know, they probably didn't see us." Stiles told him.

Up ahead, Landon continued to drive. "You all right?" He asked Allison. They both looked back as the jeep stayed in position.

It was merely seconds did the light change and Stiles continued to drive. "What are you doing?" Scott asked her.

"I'm driving." Stiles told him as if she were talking to a five-year old.

"We're right behind them." Scott told her. Which was true. The road suddenly began a two-lane road.

"Well, do you see any turns?" Stiles questioned. Stiles had a point. There weren't any turns in sight.

"It looks like we're following them."

Stiles looked over at him. "What do you want me to do?" She asked him.

"At this point, anything will work." Scott told her. Stiles wrinkled her nose and hit the breaks.

Back in Landon's car, Allison decided it was best to go ahead and get the meeting over with. "Landon, stop. We probably should talk to them." Allison told him, Landon stopped as well and Allison noticed that the jeep stopped as well.

"Why did they stop?" She asked Landon. They both looked back.

"It's Stiles and Scott. Do you really wanna try applying logic to those two?" Landon asked her.

"We should go back." Allison told him. It happened quickly before any of them could register what happened. A deer ran straight into Landon's car shattering the windshield. This made both Allison and Landon scream out of terror.

Stiles and Scott saw the whole thing and rushed over to their aid.

"Are you okay?" Scott asked them.

"It came out of nowhere." Landon told them. He was slowly going into shock.

"Are you hurt?" Stiles asked him.

Landon shook his head, "It ran right into us."

"Are you okay?" Scott asked again. Only this time his attention was on Allison.

"I'm okay." She assured him. This caused Landon to snap back into reality

"Well, I'm not okay. I am totally freaking out." Landon yelled close to hysteria. He pointed at the dead deer that laid across the dashboard. "How the hell does it just run into us? And its eyes right before it hit us. It was like it... it was like it was crazy." He told them.

Scott went over to the deer and could sense the fear that came from the animal. "No, it was scared. Actually..." Scott told them, he touched the deer and felt something even more powerful than fear. "It was terrified."

At the hospital, Melissa McCall noticed Isaac as he rolled in on a gurney. She noticed that he isn't healing like he should. Isaac assured her that he will, but he wanted her to go help the girl that saved him.

Melissa rushed over to the girl's side and noticed that she was talking about finding the Alpha.

"What do you want with Derek Hale?" Melissa asked her. But the girl shook her head as if Melissa had given her the wrong answer.

"What?" Melissa asked confused. She knew about the whole werewolf business and Derek now being the Alpha in Beacon Hills. Before she could get an answer out of the girl. The EMTs rolled her away.

"Not Derek. Scott McCall." She said aloud. She wasn't aware that she was no longer talking to Melissa any longer.

That morning Scott was working out in his room. One armed pull-ups while reading "Call of the Wild" by Jack London. It wasn't the only thing that he read during the summer. There were a pile of books that laid on the floor in his room. His computer beeps. On the screen he has a wallpaper of him and Allison. On top of this an internet window is open with a "Word of the Day" site displayed. The word of the day is "Ephemeral" with the Adjective definition "Lasting for a very short time", the Noun definition "An Ephemeral Plant" and the Synonyms "transitory, transient, momentary, short-lived". Scott recited the top definition and a couple of the synonyms aloud and looked longingly at the space on his arm where his tattoo used to be.

At the Argent's new apartment, unpacked boxes fill Allison's bedroom. Chris explained to her that he understood if she wanted to miss the first day of school. But Allison told him that she already offered Landon a ride considering that happened the night before.

Stiles was researching on her computer, when her father walked into her room. He hadn't even said a word, before she started talking. "You know how many vehicle collisions last year involved deer?" She asked looking over at him. "247,000."

The Sheriff made a disgruntled look. "Oh, God, please go to school." He told her. She had been like this all summer. Looking up random things to where he was worried that she was borderline obsessing over it.

"But that's crossing the road." She continued not even acknowledging her dad's plea. "This one last night came right down the middle." She told him. She turned back to the screen.

"I'm not gonna beg you." He told her. Stiles looked away from the screen and gave him a smile.

"I wouldn't expect you to and besides, we both know I'm impervious to your influence anyway." She told him, before returning her attention back to the screen.

"Would you consider a bribe?"

"You couldn't meet my price."

"Extortion?"

"You got nothing on me." She said without missing a beat and continued typing and clicking her way on the computer.

"Yeah." The Sheriff knew what he was going to have to do. Stiles was so engrossed in the research that she didn't even realize the Sheriff stood behind her chair.

"Dad, what are you doing?" She asked as she felt her chair move away from the computer, but that didn't stop her from attempting to continue her research. "Dad, come on stop." She whined. But the Sheriff didn't and Stile continued to reach for her laptop only to end up falling on the floor.

"Is that anyway to treat your only daughter?"

"Just go to school." He told her and left.

Scott arrived at school on his green dirt bike with a number 32 on the front. He seemed pleased with his bike until he noticed two big blacks one. Scott met up with Stiles at her locker and told her he had an idea on how to get his tattoo. "Why would you want to ask him?" She asked.

"I know that the two of you really hadn't acknowledge each other over the summer-"

"More like ignored." Stiles cuts in, before closing the locker. They began walking.

"But he's got the triskele tattooed on his back. So there has to be a way to do it without healing, right?" Scott asked her. Stiles knew he was right and Scott was still persistent on getting the damned thing.

"Point, but don't you think he's a bit busy for that?" She asked him, before pointing at two flyers that were on a bulletin board. There were two "Missing Persons" signs of Erica and Boyd. She hadn't seen them since the night in the Argent basement.

Near the bulletin board by the school office, Scott and Stiles both heard the familiar sound of their old high school principal. He was discussing the applications for the new "Career Adviser" and questioned happened to the library while he was gone. He then held up Gerard's sword. "And what the hell is this?" He demanded. Stiles pushed Scott ahead, before he noticed them ease dropping.

Landon was admiring all the freshmen or "fresh men" as he called them. Allison called them "fresh boys" and reminded Landon that they are age 14. But Landon dismissed it claiming some are more mature than others.

Allison rolled her eyes and told him they can be single and take the time to focus on themselves.

"That may work for you, but me. I don't want a boyfriend. I want a distraction."

Landon and Allison both the twin Alphas, that chased Isaac last night, walk into the school hallway in motorcycle gear.

"Brothers?" Allison asked him.

"Twins." Landon said with a smile on his lips.

In the hospital, the girl who rescued Isaac opened her eyes and gasped in shock and fear.

Melissa McCall slowly removed Isaac's bloody bandages revealing four deep gouges across his chest and side. The wounds were smoking slightly.

"Yeah, that's healing, visibly." She told him. "No one can see this." She was talking about the surgery that the OR was prepping him for.

"Could you do something?" He asked as she placed the bandage back over the wound.

She reminded him she's still new to all the supernatural stuff. "Do you have any other emergency werewolf contacts?" She asked him.

"Scott." He told her.

In the hallway, Sheriff Stilinski told Melissa that he needed to ask the girl some questions. He described the weapon she used as a "modified stun gun" and claimed she caused $10 thousand in property damages. Melissa informed him that the girl was heavily sedated.

However, back in the girl's room, the girl had removed her IV and was no longer receiving the sedative.

At school, Allison walked into her English class and noticed all the seats taken except the one directly in front of Scott. She reluctantly takes the seat.

"You can sit there." Scott assured her. As she did, the entire class cellphones went off.

Stiles read the message that she received, "The offing was barred by a black bank of clouds and the tranquil waterway", leading to the uttermost ends of the earth flowed somber under-"

A new voice suddenly filled the room. ""an overcast sky, seemed to lead into the heart of an immense darkness." This is the last line to the first book we are going to read. My name is Jennifer Blake and it's also the last text you will receive in this class. Phones off, everyone."

Stiles had a feeling that she wasn't going to like this new teacher. She reluctantly shut off her phone as did everyone else.

Melissa was trying to reach Scott, but she kept getting his voice mail. While Melissa attempted once again to reach Scott, Isaac had a visitor in his room.

It was nurse and injected something into his IV.

"What is that?" He asked her.

The nurse gave him a smile. "Just an anesthetic." She told him as she finished putting the liquid in. "We don't want you getting in the way again. Count along with me, Isaac." As the drug took hold of him. Isaac noticed that she was barefoot and that each toe is capped by a sharp black claw. She then counted him down to unconsciousness ticking off numbers on claw topped fingers as her eyes begin to glow red.

Back at the school, Allison passed a note to Scott asking if they could talk. As he replied, the principal comes into the classroom and Jennifer pulled Scott out of class.

"I'm sure it's an emergency if your mother needs you to leave school, b+ut I'm gonna give you a warning in the nicest possible way. I am well aware of your attendance record. I don't wanna see you slip back into old habits." Jennifer told him.

"I won't. It's gonna be different this year." He assured him. She gave him a knowing smile.

"Resolutions are only good if you stick with them, Scott." She advised him.

Scott nodded in agreement, "I will. I promise it won't be ephemeral."

Back to the hospital, the nurse with the claws managed to find the girl's hospital room. When she entered in it she only finds the bed empty and a deputy handcuffed to the bed. She growled deep in her throat.

Back in Jennifer's class Stiles was seated next to Landon when she noticed a bandage wrapped around Landon's ankle. "Landon!" She whisper toward him. Landon looked over at her. She pointed at the bandage. "Is that from the accident?" She asked.

"No. Prada bit me." He told her.

"Your dog?" She asked.

"No, my designer handbag." He replied sarcastically, but the look on Stiles' face told him she was being serious. "Yes, my dog." He told her.

Stiles made a thoughtful face, "Has it ever bitten you before?"

"No." Landon told her.

Stiles got this feeling that something wasn't right. "What if it's, like, the same thing as the deer?" She asked leaning over to him, "You know, like, how animals start acting weird right before an earthquake or something?"

Landon looked over at her with a questioning look. "Meaning what? There's gonna be an earthquake?"

Stiles leaned back in her chair, that uneasy feeling she had kept coming back. "I don't know, but for some reason I feel like something is about to happen…something bad." She admitted.

"It was a deer and a dog." Landon told her and then it clicked, "What's that thing you say about threes? Once, twice..."

Before he could get to three a bird smacked into the closed window next to him. It left a smear of blood and feathers. Landon and Stiles look over in shock. Soon after another followed suite and another.

Both Stiles and Landon get up and look out the window, there was a huge flock of black birds coming toward the school. They begin to strike the windows until a few break through.

"Everyone get down!" Stiles yelled. As soon as she did, the birds managed to break into the classroom. It's chaos in the room with live birds scratching and pecking at students and smashing into walls and dying.