A/N- bear with me please. I'm not good with third person narrations, nor am I good at blending this story with the actual episodes. all original teen wolf characters are not mine, except the ones I add in myself. other than that, enjoy this story! I pray that I actually finish this story.
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Prologue:
Beacon Hills High School has stood for several decades. It was bulletproof for passing through the multiple rumors spread around about tragic events and death that have occurred in that location. But, little did the actual world know that those were true.
For example, the death of Paige Hale. Other deaths, such as the death of Erica Reyes and Vernon Boyd, have occurred elsewhere, but many people think or say that they lead up to something that involved Beacon Hills High. Same with the tragic death of Audrey Lancaster, who died anonymously with an arrow struck through her heart. No one knew who shot it nor why she was a target in the first place. Then, there was Amber Searcy, who apparently died of a tragic suicide at the age of thirteen. Lastly, there was the death of Jance Thorne. His death was just taken last year before December. Media shares that he had died in the same area as the deaths of the Tate family, but tells that he was actually eaten alive by a coyote.
Several years, all of their deaths still remained a mystery— a current history. Currently, we add Allison Argent to the list.
Now, Scott McCall's prerogative was to make sure no one from Beacon Hills High dies, and he wasn't alone. There was Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin, Malia Tate, and Kira Yukimura. Together, they were a pack.
Of course, he had other resources, like Derek and Peter Hale, Chris Argent, and also Dr. Alan Deaton (who prefers to be called "the veterinarian). With them on his side, he is fully equipped and prepared for anything that comes up.
But for now, all their main tasks was to focus on their old lives, as if what happened in the past years never happened. The werewolves, the banshees, coyotes, nogitsunes, kitsunes. . . They never happened.
Freshmen, they saw. That was all they recognized out of everyone else in the sea of the student body.
Maybe it was the way they presented themselves. Their looks gives them so much emphasis it was like looking at a whole generation of television shows. Yet, they all acted like freshmen— crazy and reckless, yet excited and scared.
On the first day of school, no one was from Scott's pack was present. They were all too busy in Mexico, looking for missing Derek. Finding him, he was young with a newly polished Kate Argent. Changing them both back to their rightful ages wasn't easy. Now, they resulted in a normal Derek (good thing) and a missing Kate (bad thing). Her disappearance still loomed in the air.
Definitely, she is still out there. And not just by herself.
To her, this year was what she would call, "The Resurrections period."