Prologue

Author's Note: This is a Teen Wolf fanfiction that is sort of written by two people: TheBlazingMelody and BluePencilStain (myself). We have different versions, but we use the same characters. Don't be harsh, okay my little scribbles? We do not own Teen Wolf, but we own the OC's. Thanks for reading! :3

I tapped my fingers along the window, my brown bang blocking one of my eyes. Their words kept racing in my mind. How long will it be until they come back? They said about a hour or so. They thought I was capable of taking care of myself. A eight year old taking care of herself. That's good enough for me. Groaning, I slid off the couch I was standing on and push my hair behind my ear. Note for my parents: never leave your starving child without cooked food.

My small boots make small tapping noises as they move across the wooden floor. I take a turn right and I'm in the kitchen. My house isn't that big, but for a family with only one child, it's big enough. My stomach growls loudly. I'm gonna starve to death! I take out the gallon of milk. I reach into the pantry and grabbed the box of Trix and settle it on the table.

After I put the chair back, I grab a bowl from the sink and grab the box. I pour some cereal and milk in the bowl. I put the gallon away and put a spoon in it. I eat as I sit down. My mind starts to wander and start to think about school, grades, and my friends. I smile as I think about my best friend, the girl who is short and has black hair. We met when we were in first grade, and we were best friends ever since. Our parents were good friends when they were younger, so it makes sense. Her name is Melanie and she is pretty hot-headed, but surprisingly sneaky as well. We are both different. I'm calm and compassionate. The only thing we have in common is our smarts, and how we act like sisters. I kept thinking about her until I heard the phone ring.

It's one of the home phones. You know, the ones people used in the olden days. It's so old and gross. I take one more bite and settle down my spoon in the blue bowl. I reach for the phone and I hear a voice I don't recognize. It's a gentle voice and it doesn't say anything other than hello.

"Hello?" I ask softly, my heart thumping softly in my chest.

"Brooklyn, I need you to get out of the house now! It's important! I'm friends with your parent's and Melanie's parents. I met you when you were small, as well at Mel. Come on, hurry! Melanie's here with me outside your house!" the voice says louder and with more worry.

I don't have time to think so I quickly run to the living room and gasp at the fact that the woman was right. Melanie's face was the first that I saw and the woman's was next. She felt familiar. I ran to my room and grab my sweater. Panting, I unlocked the door and closed it. I ran to them and looked at the woman. She has long blonde hair and she tall. Her face is gentle, but something in her eyes was telling me I had to go with her. I look at Mel's face and all I see is fear. I look back at the woman, but she already has my hand and we are running to a car next to my house.

What? W-What's happening?! Why are we running?! I thought, my heart thumping even more and my heart's beating can be heard in my ears. This can't be good.

We are pushed in there by the woman. I whimper and hug Melanie and she hugged me back. The woman runs to the other side and opens the driver's door. She turns on the car and starts driving.

"Don't worry. I'm no stranger. Your parents sent me. You girls are going somewhere where you'll be safe and away from those beasts. We're almost there!" she quickly said, focused on the road.

I listen carefully and nod. I look at Melanie with fear in her eyes and in mine. A tear falls down her cheek and she quickly wipes it away. She doesn't enjoy feeling and acting weak. I feel like crying, but I have to be strong. Afterwards, there was a huge brake and sent us leaning forward for a few seconds. The woman has stopped and opened the door of the driver's seat. She runs to our left side and opens the door, her eyes filled with worry. We climbed off and stood there. She closed the doors and grabbed our hands. We ran to a building that was big enough to house a giant. As we got closer, I could read the sign.

Ms. Smith's Orphanage

I'm so scared and my heart thumped loudly. My blood was pulsing in my ears and I saw the doors. "Girls, you will be safe here. The ladies that work here already know you both, for your parents know them as well. Be safe and be cautious. Blend in and don't be al- NO!" she screamed at the end, letting our hands go and turning around. I hear footsteps, and I turn around myself. I gasp as I see figures with large clothes on them, almost like if they are ghosts. There are four of them, bright shining blue eyes. Long fingernails were the only thing that isn't covered. They look like claws.

"Don't even get close to them!." the woman said, pushing us behind her. The figures growled. It sounded like animal noises, like a dog's growl. I got scared and held Mel's hand. Then, the possible leader spoke up,"Oh really my dear? I won't be so sure. Just you wait and my treasures will finally belong to me and my siblings!" one of them said with a growl to end the sentence. That growl….

"Hah, as if. Go or I'll shoot wolfsbane!" the woman said, narrowing her eyes. The cloaked ones growled and vanished. I looked at the woman, as well as Mel. She turned around and sighed, grabbing our hands. "Girls, don't be afraid. Everyone will do anything to protect you. Just know your parents love you and always will." she said as she regained composure. She opened the door, and our new life began. But before she left, she said one more thing.

"Just remember to be safe."

AND SCENE! Thanks for reading my scribbles and see you next time. Make sure to review!