Author's Note: So I just binge watched Teen Wolf. Second half of season 3 all the way through to season 5 and one thing sticks out:
Scott and Liam. Just Scott and Liam.
Anyways after watching so much, I kind of got inspired. I got an idea and the way I am with ideas is I have to write it out or it'll just continue to hound me until I get it out.
So I'm writing a teen wolf fic. Set a couple months after the ending of season 5.
Let me know what you think.
On a side note, I love Scott McCall. And Liam. And Lydia.
So, let me know what you think, and don't hesitate with the comments!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything in regards to Teen Wolf. Don't sue me. I have no money.
April 20th
Beacon Hills
Maria kept running. She knew it was stupid to go out running at night. Especially in Beacon Hills. Everyone who ran, did it during the day. She didn't believe the rumors or superstitions... well at the time.
She ran as fast as she could, as fast as her lungs and heart would let her. She hoped to get out of the woods. She had stupidly run off the path, and hoped to find it again. If she did, she'd be able to get back into actual town.. and she might be safe. She just had to get to her car.
Her car.
Oh god, she had to get to her car.
She felt a stitch in her side, and she tried to ignore it, but she couldn't. She had to stop running.. she put enough distance between herself and the... whatever it was.. right?
She leaned against the tree, the brunette placing a hand against her side, taking deep breaths.
"Your heart is beating quite fast."
She turns wildly at the voice and stumbles backward over a tree root. Terror starts to take hold as she sees the woman... standing before her. Glowing eyes.. her skin.. her skin didn't look right.
"Oh God."
The woman with the eyes and skin looked amused. "Don't try to pray to him dear. God won't help you."
"Please..."
"I can hear your blood.. the blood your heart is pumping," she says softly, her weird glowing eyes trailing over her, as Maria tried to get back to her feet. She wanted to run, to turn away, but a part of her mind told her not to look away. As she continued to try to move away, the woman took a step. A slow step.
"You can't hear that."
The woman chuckles. "Oh but I can. It's quite intoxicating." She takes another slow step. "Go on, get back on your feet."
Maria grabs at a tree trunk, gripping what looks to be a stump and gets to her feet. The woman smiles.
"Good. Now I'll be nice and let you get another running start. You have ten seconds to get as far away as you can my dear... because this time I won't stop to talk when I catch up." Her glowing eyes stop glowing, and Maria swallows, seeing the dark eyes which scare her more than the glowing did.
"Run to your death," she whispers.
Maria ran.
April 21st
He was crying. His dad told him not to cry. People don't like it when men cry.
He was a man, and he was crying.
His leg hurt, and he couldn't move and he couldn't run. He was crying and terrified. He tried to get away, but he wound up tripping over a trashcan of all things.
He knew crying wasn't going to work with the woman standing in front of him. Her glowing eyes, and her skin looked strange for the few moments he got a good look at it before she destroyed the light.
"What do you want?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Because you have to want something."
A chuckle. It terrifies him. "Please...please don't hurt me. I'll do anything."
"Too late, James."
He flinches as he feels a cold finger on his cheek, then she graps his chin. "Look at me," he hears her command, her voice echoing in his mind and despite himself, he meets her gaze.
"I can feel your terror... I can hear your blood rushing," her lips curl into a smile and James can't do anything but cry. "I'm going to enjoy you. Even if you can't run."
"Please..."
"Shhhh."
"Please..."
April 24th
Carlie sobbed as she watched her boyfriend fall to the floor. She could tell by the look in his eyes he was dead.
"Why are you doing this?" She asks, angry and terrified. The woman who just... Carlie's mind can't quite take what she saw so she has to focus on something else. The woman... who had her boyfriend's blood dripping down her chin.
"Because I can."
"It's not right.. please just let me go."
The woman laughs. Carlie catches sight of silver hair, and earlier she saw silvery gold eyes she thinks. And skin that just didn't... Once again Carlie's mind balks. Her foot hurts, she's bleeding from.. from whatever the woman did to her... and she can't quite move even though she keeps trying.
"Don't bother trying to run away. You can't."
"You killed James and Maria didn't you?"
The woman frowns. "Who?"
"Maria Santina. She was found on the main jogging path. And James was found behind his home..."
"Oh. Yes I killed them."
If they admit to killing someone, then that means they aren't going to let you live, the voice of her brother, a cop, echoed in her head. A conversation they had a while back about a plot point in a movie when a bad guy confessed to someone they kidnapped that they have done this before.
Carlie was going to die...
Suddenly the woman was crouching in front of her and one look in the woman's eyes... dark eyes now... caused her mind to go blank, for terror to fill her.
"Please..."
"No."
"Why are you doing this?" She whispers, feeling broken.
The woman smiles. "Because I can."
