I'm standing in the woods, with nothing but the moon to light the trees around me. I hear an all too familiar sound and turn around. Two halves of a once whole girl lay at my feet. I know who she is. I know why she came back to Beacon Hills. Why she'd asked for my help. And now she's dead.

Heavy breathing mingled with a growl fill my ears. My adrenaline spikes and I tense. My whole body completely frozen, like I've never heard that sound before or been faced with this kind of fear. Like all my knowledge left, leaving me an empty shell to fall prey to the creature I know is right behind me.

My hands shook, trembled at my sides. I breathed through my mouth trying to steady it. But it wasn't working. I hear something much louder breathe behind me, the breath blowing my hair around my face. I cringed at the hot sensation it left behind. I swallowed hard as I slowly turned around, biting back a whimper.

It snorted again, the creature. This time blowing my hair out of my face, like standing in front of a fan. I drug my eyes off the ground, forcing them to look at it. The creature that will kill me, too. I avoided looking at its features and stared into its eyes. They were glowing a bright red.

But at the same time, my senses were going crazy. They could feel everything. And they were telling me that this wasn't just any Alpha. No. This one I knew. It felt familiar. A pang hit my stomach and my head felt like it was going to explode. My hands flew to my head, squeezing it. And then I couldn't take it anymore. I screamed.

The Alpha pulled back, standing on its hinged legs, as it covered it's ears. I stopped screaming a split second before it swung. I felt the force of the hit and then slammed into the ground. I opened my eyes, shocked when I felt no pain. I frantically looked around. I was in my room. My sheets were wrapped around my legs and I was lying on the floor.

I sighed with relief, slowing down my breathing. I unwrapped my legs and then stood. I tossed the sheets on the bed and then suddenly I was back in the woods. But it wasn't the same spot. There wasn't a body. No tracks. I couldn't even smell the Alpha, anymore.

I could smell something else. Hear something else. I paused, listening to what my senses were telling me. Dogs. And not just any dogs. Police Dogs. The sound was growing louder, closer. I turned and started walking that way. I need to know what they're doing out here at night. They couldn't have found the body that quickly.

"Because sitting on the bench is such a grueling effort." I turned in the direction of the voice and froze, listening.

"No, because I'm playing this year," another voice said. Both male. Both young. I looked in the direction of the cops, but walked toward the boys. I wasn't paying much attention to exactly what was being said. Until the same boy asked the other, "Just out of curiosity. Which half of the body are we looking for?"

Why are a couple of teenagers out here in the middle of the night looking for a body? Of a severed girl, no less. I finally found them, ten feet away from me. They were walking toward me. Still talking.

"Huh. I didn't even think about that."

"And, what if whoever killed the body is still out here?"

"Also something I didn't think about."

I rolled my eyes. The boys walked through me, completely unaware of my presence. Which means they're both human. That's either good or bad, right now. Mainly because of the new Alpha. The one who killed the body they're looking for. Which still doesn't make any sense at all. No one should be out here looking for a dead Hale besides the cops. I know Laura had a brother, but he's a lot older than these two.

I followed them, stuck listening to the conversation. But it wasn't long before they caught up to the police. They both hid from them. Meaning that they know they're not supposed to be out here. I hung back slightly and watched. The boys tried to make a run for it, trying not to get caught.

The one I found named Stiles, the same one who dragged the other out here, got caught because he nearly ran into a police officer. The other boy stayed hidden, refusing to show himself. I hung back with him, but I listened to what Stiles and the Sheriff were saying. Turns out Stiles is his son.

I also found out that the one I was with was named Scott. The Sheriff led his kid away, the other officers following. Scott, however, continued into the forest. I glance back at the cops, deciding to abandon my own search for the body. I looked back at Scott and had a feeling I knew why I was here.

I followed him. Just like I've done with the others. He stopped a few feet in front of me. Then a herd of deer came bounding through the trees at top speed. And I knew what that meant. Scott stood after being knocked down by the deer, then started looking for his inhaler. Not that he'll need it soon, anyway.

He held his phone along the ground to give himself some more light. I put my hands in my pockets and looked around. I jumped at the sound of Scott's scream, turning to see what had happened. He stumbled back and then vanished from sight, tumbling backwards down the hill.

I took a step forward, stopping when I saw what spooked him. Laura's body. Or rather, the front half of it. I shook it from my mind and then ran after Scott. I started my descent down the hill as he was getting to his feet. I got to the bottom and then followed him. He took a few steps before stopping. I tingling sensation crept up my spin. He's here.

I turned to my left. The Alpha was twenty feet away, eyes locked on Scott. Scott was looking at him, too. He must've felt the same thing. I stepped back, watching as the Alpha knocked him down and then proceeded to bite him. It's not like there was anything I could do. I can't touch anything when I'm like this. And, even if I could tell Scott to run, there'd be no point. A human couldn't out run something that fast.

He stumbled to his feet and then bolted. The Alpha hung back, not attempting to pursue Scott. That means he wanted this. Wants a pack. I looked at the creature as he stared at me. It growled, opening it's jaws wide as it jumped into the air. I felt it's claws press into my chest, the tips about to break the skin.

My back slammed into something hard, causing things to fall about my head. I was gasping for air. And then it stopped. I opened my eyes. I was in the kitchen. I looked around, no Alpha in sight. I was safe. I looked behind me at the fridge and then down at the things on the floor at my feet.

I exhaled, relieved. I slightly chuckled at myself for believing I was really there, when I knew I wasn't. I bent down and began picking up the box of baggies and plastic wrap and the other things we had on top of the fridge. "Everything okay!" I recognized the voice instantly, coming from up stairs.

"Yep!" I called back, standing with arms full of stuff. I turned to the island and dumped the stuff on the counter. Then I sorted it, putting things back one at a time. I heard a floor board creek over my shoulder and jumped, gasping as I spun that way. I laughed when I saw that it was just my uncle.

He eyed me weird, walking around the island and to his coffee pot. "You sure you're okay?"

I sighed. "Okay as I'll ever be." He poured a cup of coffee as I finished putting the stuff back.

"It's been a while since you've stayed with me. I forgot about the screaming," he turned around and faced me. "I might need to sound proof your room."

"Someone call the cops again?"

"Almost." He took a sip of his cup. I put my hands on the island, leaning into it. "But it's fine. Nothing I can't handle." I glanced around before looking at him. I know he's lying. And I don't need to hear anything to know that. "You're sure you'll be fine? I can take the day off."

"No!" I put my hands out in front of me, motioning for him to stop. "That's completely unnecessary. Really, Ben. I'm an adult and have been on my own for years."

"That's what concerns me."

I glared at him. "If this is going to be a problem, I can find somewhere else to stay."

It was quiet a second as he stared at me. "Yeah, but you won't." He sat his cup down and then left the room. I smiled, following him to the front door. "So. What do I call you this time?" He put his jacket on, giving me a knowing look. I crossed my arms.

"Sara," I said. "Sara Grant. Same story as always. I'm the niece who's crashing here a few days and then I'm gone."

"Yeah, but is it really going to be a few days?"

"Maybe. I have a new case."

"That what the thing in the kitchen was about?" he asked. I simply nodded. "Well. Stay as long as you'd like. Let me know if there's anything I can do."

"Actually. There is one thing. Are you still friends with the Sheriff?"

"Yeah, Noah and I go way back. Why?"

"What do you know about his son?"

"Too much to go into right now," he sighed, grabbing his bag off the stairs.

"That bad, huh?"

He raised his eyebrows in an expression telling me that he knew more than he'd like too. "Why?" he suddenly looked concerned. "Does Stiles have something to do with your new case?"

"A little. I just need to know about his friend."

"Scott? He's a good kid." He walked to the door. "I'm going to be late."

"Yeah, okay."

"I'll see you tonight." He turned back and looked at me. "Right?" I quickly nodded and then he was gone. The last time I stayed with him, he left for work one day and then came home to find me gone. He didn't hear anything from me for five years. The reason why I can't really tell him. But I told him that if that ever happened again…it'd be for his protection.

My phone starts ringing and I jump. I shook my head. I need to stop that. It's getting old. So is being part Banshee. I walked back to the kitchen and grabbed my phone off the counter. I turned around and slid up on top of the counter as I opened my phone. It was just a text.

Meet me in an hour.

-Argent

I sighed. Could this day get any worse? Probably. How'd he even know I was back? I jumped off the counter and then went and took a shower. I dressed with a pair of jeans and a plain t-shirt. I got in my car and headed straight for the Argent's place. Ironically, they just moved here, too.

But I don't think any of this is a coincidence. The body, the new Alpha, the Argents. Me. Something's going on. Which means I need to get to that new Beta before the Alpha or Argents do. The drive took about fifteen minutes. I pulled into the drive way and cut the engine, as Chris walked up to me from the house.

"It's been a while," he said.

"Yeah, not long enough," I replied. He smirked with a slightly chuckle. "What is this, Chris? You know I'm retired."

"And you know about the body in the woods. How it was killed."

I slightly straightened, leaning into my car door. "So?" I shrugged.

"The thing that killed this girl was strong."

"I know. But like I said, I'm retired. That's your problem." I opened my car door and got into the driver's seat.

"Call me, when you change your mind."

I ignored him, slamming the door. I started the car and pulled out of the drive way. I know what he wanted, but I can't give it to him. He's suspected me for years. That's why I left. If he found out exactly what I was, not just what I tell people, then he wouldn't stop until I was dead.