-Prologue-

tat·too

1 [ta-too] a/a

noun, plural tat·toos.

1.

a signal on a drum, bugle, or trumpet at night, for soldiers or sailors to go to their quarters.

2.

a knocking or strong pulsation: My heart abeat/a a tattoo on my ribs.

3.

British . an outdoor military pageant or display.

The meaning of a tattoo was none of the above.
It was a symbol of a meaning or an accomplishment that was permanent on your skin. The meaning of the symbol that Emma Ryder had chosen was a rose, the meaning being, from the dictionary:

rose

1 [rohz] a/a noun, adjective, verb, rosed, ros·ing.

noun

1.

any of the wild or cultivated, usually prickly-stemmed, pinnate-leaved, showy-flowered shrubs of thegenus Rosa. Compare arose family/a.

2.

any of various related or similar plants.

3.

the flower of any such shrub, of a red, pink, white, or yellow color.

4.

the traditional reddish color of this flower, variously a purplish red, pinkish red, or light crimson.

5.

an ornament shaped like or suggesting this flower.

In this case, none of the answers were correct as the meaning of the tattoo was for her aunt, Rose, who had been murdered by her husband while on vacation. A picture of a rose was on her hand, located next to her thumb as a rose was printed in permanent ink with the vines and thorns going off her hand. The tattoo needed to be as beautiful as her aunt, but nothing could compare.
Another reason she had gotten the tattoo was that Tyler Posey, who played Scott McCall in Teen Wolf, had gotten one, the first band being bold, one below it being thin. Usually being seventeen wouldn't get you any tattoos until eighteen, but her mother agreed for the tattoo and had to sign multiple papers to get the tattoo she had always dreamed of getting and now it was upon her skin, on her hand. Each day she'd hold it high in the air, looking at it like it would erase the second her eyes left it. It was the main reason why she didn't pay attention in class, but she didn't care for the teachers yelling at her to pay attention.
A few weeks after she had gotten the tattoo, she had won tickets to California to meet the cast of Teen Wolf and to visit the set. It was a two week vacation, which her mother took as she needed two weeks away from her job as a school teacher for the elementary.

Fitting into her black All-Star converse that were above her ankle, them covering up the bottoms of her faded blue skinny jeans, which her layered blue top covered up the belt she was wearing around her waist. Her hair was dyed black, which used to be dark brown, but had faded to show some split ends, and it was tied into a ponytail in the middle of the back of her head. A few stands were let lose around her ears as her side bangs covered up her left eye. Two bags were packed, small, but enough for getting to California and back, and were put in the backseat of the car along with her mother's bags.
They managed to leave early in the morning before the sun came up as their flight was leaving at eleven in the afternoon and they had to be in New York City by nine to catch a bus, taking her half an hour to an hour to be at the corner of the airport. The walk taking them half an hour, which would leave little time to make the flight, just barely reaching it.
Driving. Stopping. Driving. Stopping. Driving. Stopping.
The whole drive was mostly stopping, but she didn't care for it. As long as they were in California by Tuesday afternoon, she was perfectly fine with how things were planned out.

Once they had reached the airport and had gotten on the plane, a new feeling of relief washed over them as they plane began to take off, leaving the ground. Ten minutes into the flight the plane began to shake, suddenly diving down into the ocean below. Screams were heard as loved ones were being held, Emma's being lost in the screams as her mother held her tightly, them about to freeze to their death. As the nose of the plane hit the water, the impact being stronger than she thought possible, a bright light flashed over her, the darkness following after as it collapsing over her like a blanket falling on her.
The next thing she knew, she was laying in the leaves of the woods, two teenagers walking in the daylight to discover something they didn't come for. Bringing her hand up to her head, she attempted to stand as she used a tree to support her, adjusting her back against the tree as she watched two teenagers rush over to her as if she had just fallen from the sky. With the two teenagers reaching her, she found out who they were, her quickly realizing that where she was wasn't where she expect to be.
Stiles Stilinski played by Dylan O'Brien and Scott McCall played by Tyler Posey were standing in front of her, her breath being taken away as she stared at them. Dressed in the clothes they had worn on season one, episode one, she blinked a few times to check if she was seeing things.
"Do you know where you are?" Stiles asked as suddenly two of him started to blur, her legs feeling like they would crash from under her, pulling her to the ground.
"Where is she?" Emma asked as she pressed her back against the tree, looking around at the empty woods before turning her attention back to the teenagers in front of her.
"Where is who?" Stiles asked, suddenly concerned as she started to sway back and forth, trying to adjust as she held onto the tree.
"My mom. Where is my mom?" She suddenly remembered the screaming, her flashing back to the plane where everyone was holding on, screaming as the plane dived towards the ocean.
"Do you know where you are?" Stiles repeated, wanting to make sure that she knew where she had come from, or where she now was.
"New York City. We were in New York City." She answered, replaying the memory of feeling like she was free falling, nothing under but the darkness.
"Do you remember what year it was?" Stiles asked, now concerned as she was no longer in New York City, but in California, and if that was different, she was in Beacon Hills, California.
"2013." She simply told him, their faces changing to shock as it was no longer 2013, but 2011, back two years in the past.
"What's your name?" Stiles asked, hoping that she was just messing around with them, but the expression on her face told differently.
"Emma Ryder." She answered before collapsing to the ground, everything around her becoming a blur, turning into darkness.