Chapter One: Lydia
Lydia could hear voices calling out to her. She couldn't quite make out what they were saying, but they were definitely for her. She got this a lot. She could hear voices telling her when someone was about to die; she could sense death coming days even weeks in advance. After all, she was a banshee.
This message seemed different though. Even if she couldn't understand it, she knew it felt different than her usual death omens. Instead, it seemed like a warning. Not of death, but of something she couldn't put her finger on yet.
The voices continued all day. Each time, the message became a little bit clearer. By the end of they day, Lydia could make out a full sentence. They are coming.
Lydia had no idea, although she never really seemed to with her intuitions, what that meant. She only knew that she had to tell Scott. Scott was an alpha werewolf to a pack in which Lydia was included. She always told Scott and his pack, which wasn't really a werewolf pack due to the fact that it included a werecoyote, humans, chimeras, and the banshee herself (also a couple of actual werewolves), when she had heard, seen, or felt something unusual. In the past, there had been times when she hadn't told them because she was afraid it was nothing or that she was going crazy. However, most of those experiences didn't end well so she made sure to tell them when she had gotten a feeling.
She arrived to Scott's house quickly once she had uncovered the entire sentence. He was expecting her so she just walked right in.
"What did they tell you?" Scott asked her. He wore a look of concern on his face. He knew that most of the times that she had a premonition, bad things were about to happen.
"It didn't feel the same," she answered, "It didn't feel like a promise of death. All I heard was a voice saying they are coming."
Scott's expression softened when he heard that it didn't seem like someone was going to die. It was a relief to know they wouldn't have to be running from death this time. Even the supernatural had to be careful when faced by death.
That afternoon Lydia had gotten another message from the voices. They said: Be careful. They don't understand. Lydia decided to wait until the next day to tell the pack.
When Lydia arrived at school the next day, she told Scott, Stiles (her boyfriend), and Malia about it.
"What the hell does that mean?" Malia questioned. Lydia just shook her head.
"All I know is that we have to be careful and watch each others' backs today. If I find anything else out, I'll be sure to let you know," Lydia replied. With that they carried on with their regular school day.
It was third period and Lydia hadn't heard anything new. She was thankful for this. Although she seemed calm all the time, she was afraid of what she was capable of and the voices and feelings scared the hell out of her.
Lydia had her third period, AP Biology, with Scott and Theo. Theo wasn't really in the pack (most of them didn't trust him), but he seemed different after he had come back. Last year, Kira and the skinwalkers had called on his dead sister to trap him with her for betraying the pack. They had pulled him back when they needed help saving Stiles from the Ghost Riders. She still had problems dealing with the fact that she almost lost Stiles for good.
This was Lydia's only class of the day because she had already had enough credits to graduate last year. Lydia was somewhat of a genius. Lydia really liked the teacher of the class, she did a good job of challenging them, which is why it was a disappointment to her to find that they had a substitute that day. He seemed different than most substitutes. He was very tall and had long hair that stopped at about his shoulders. He appeared to be in his early 30's, although it looked as though he had been through more than any other thirty year old she had met. He was also very handsome.
"Welcome everyone. My name is Mr. Morrison. I am your substitute for the day," he greeted them. Morrison? Lydia thought to herself. Huh.