As I was getting ready for cross-country I couldn't help but overhear a weird conversation "And you know who else is a virgin? Me. I'm a virgin, okay? And you know what that means? It means my lack of sexual experience is now literally a threat to my life."

"Okay, I need to have sex, like, right now. Someone needs to have sex with me, like, today. Like, someone needs to sex me right now!" a locker slammed shut, as Danny said "all right, I'll do it" which made Stiles turn and scream and ask if he was serious. "Yes, I'm kidding, besides I've got Winters tonight" he said walking away.

I felt my face and ears burn in embarrassment as Danny smirked at me, tease; he knew about my weird attraction to Stiles...

Coach Finstock let me join in on cross-country with his lacrosse team; I haven't had a good workout since I got to America "Winters! Hurry up!" Coach yelled, I quickly put my shirt on and slipped my trainers on "coming Coach!" I yelled as I jogged out of the locker room.

Running was easy to lose myself in; I'd just blank out and run. Apparently people are getting murdered in this town, just right after I show up, it's ridiculous I can never get a break from these visions I sigh as I slowed down and looked to find nobody around except for the dead person tied to a tree by his throat- no, why am I always the one to find unfortunate things, my eyes narrowed as I saw something shimmer in the light and got a closer look.

It was a dog leash with the name 'Bullet' my eyes tingled but I didn't want to see how he died, I backed up into another tree and kept my distance, a girl from class was coming this way but my throat wouldn't work, it felt like my throat was being tightened by some force. She screamed and my body worked again and I ran back to the locker room.

Calmly driving my Impala home, listening to the soft sound of the exhaust, everything was going normally until a small fluffy dog ran in front of me causing me to abruptly swerve, narrowly missing the small dog. I ran up to the dog that just sat on the road, I picked the dog up and felt the familiar tingle behind my eyes, a pitchy roar and Kyle choking with blood pouring from his mouth and throat.

I took Bullet to the vet clinic so he can go back to his owners. I always did have a fascination with dogs, they were just so cute and playful and I just wanted to cuddle them and keep them safe in my arms. Doctor Deaton was kind of creepy, mysterious creepy, before heading home I stopped at McDonald's and got something from the all-day menu, sitting inside enjoying my hash brown and coffee frappe, a man in a leather jacket walked by outside, it was that guy that was accused of murdering his own sister.

My eyes tingled; I put my head in my arms and closed my eyes.

-VISION-

A young teen was holding a dying girl, she asked him to take the pain away, his fingernails grew into claws and ended her life, he sobbed over her body, a lady came in, he opened his eyes, and they were glowing bright blue.

The scene changed.

The same man was holding a blonde female's dead body, his face trying to stay blank but showed he was devastated; it was the missing girl Erica Reyes.

It changed again.

He was holding Boyd by his claws, his face looked shattered as he watched Boyd fall, Stiles was there with his hand on his shoulder. He was now falling with someone, Scott hanging over the edge with an arm stretched out.

(idek if this is good or complete shite, please tell me)