All in all, none of them ever wanted all of that. And in some ways, I truly understand them. Who'd ever ask for such a life ?
Who'd want to know bereavement before having the right to buy alcohol to forget it ?
Because they're only kids. They still go to highschool. They still have homework to do. They still have kid problems. They're only at the beginning of their life.
But they already feel like they all lived for a thousand years. They already felt as much pain as they we're immortals creature, born milleniums ago.
And the saddest thing is that it ain't going to stop, at least for now. Because they still have things to do. They still have dark creatures to send back to where they should have stayed. And they have no choice. Nobody ever asked them if they agreed, if they really wanted to be bad guys' ass kickers. No. Never.
Nobody asked Scott if he wanted to turn into a wolf at every full moon night.
Nobody asked Stiles if he wanted to be here to see that.
Nobody asked Allison if she wanted to hunt creatures of the night, and die for it.
Nobody asked Kira if she wanted to be some sort of werefox.
Nobody asked Isaac if he wanted to be bitten by some blue-eyed grumpy sourwolf.
Nobody asked Derek if he wanted to lose all of his family in one single night.
Nobody asked Lydia if she wanted to be able to scream like some firefighter siren.
Nobody asked Chris if he wanted to lose all the women he loved.
Nobody ever asked them what they wanted. Because there was no need to. It had to happen like this, and whether they agree or not doesn't matter at all.
That's all.
So here it is. My very first fanfic in English. I don't really know how good or bad it is, since I'm French. But I hope you'll like reading it as I liked writing it.