Prologue
For you to get how this all happend, let me tell you we were getting our arss kicked, even sourwolf. By a girl.
Embarassing or what.
Anyway this all happend because a certen couple of people -cough -Scott and Isaac-cough- thought it would be a really good idea to piss off another supernatural being.
They pissed of a witch.
An Old mole on the nose witch. who at the moment was kicking our arsses.
Sourwolf thought it would be a good idea as well to bite first and then talk later and for that we all are suffering from his 'brilliant' idea.
"STILES" a voice shouted to me earning me to turn to the owner but before i could replie back to them i was hit with what ever it was that she sent towards me. All i saw was a purple/pink lightning coming towards me and me being me just stood their and got hit.
I felt myself going backwards till i hit one of the so meny trees that was in the forset before landing on the floor, huh it's all going in slow montion, like James Bomb. Ok losing tract of myself their.
I landing on the forest floor and watched as half of the pack coming running towards me shouting something i couldn't make out whilst the rest attacked the witch with Derek who looked angry, more then usual.
I watched as best as i could before letting the darkness take over me.
Sorry i forgot to mention, my name is Miecyzslaw Stilinski but my friends, family and everbody else calls me Stiles.
Nice to meet you and this is my story on how my life changed. . . .alot.