Prologue
A/N: Hey guys! So, I started coming up with this idea for Teen Wolf a few days ago. I waited until I had developed it a little bit more to start posting. I don't have a Beta, so this is just what I write, and of course, it has been revised by me. Reviews are GREATLY appreciated! Without further ado, here's the amazing Prologue I wrote! .
"Stiles, I'm not dead. I'm just disappearing." Elizzabeth explained quietly.
"What do you mean, 'disappearing?' People are forgetting you?" Stiles asked, pulling at his short hair. Elizzabeth ran a hand through her own locks and let out a sigh.
"I mean, Stiles, that they're not forgetting me, they're forgetting to remember me."
"So, you're… ceasing to exist because people have forgotten everything about you?" Stiles questioned, surprisingly still in the wrong.
"No, Stiles. You can't forget someone, it's physically impossible. You can only forget to remember them. Meaning, your subconscious locks the memories away to protect your sanity. Because of what I am, protecting their sanity injures me." Elizzabeth sucked in a breath, it was hard work to stay visible and give a speech.
"But surely we can reverse it. You aren't anything dangerous! I-I can't lose you too, Lizzie." Stiles said quietly, voice breaking slightly.
"Stiles. Stiles look at me. Damn it Stiles, look at me! Stiles, I'll always be with you… So long as you remember me. If the others here in Beacon Hills continue to remember me as well, I'll be able to stay."
"For good?" Stiles' voice cracked again, making Elizzabeth wince.
"For good."
A/N: Yeah, I know, it was short. I didn't realize how short it was until now. Less than a page on Word Processor. That means I have to lengthen chapter one… *Sigh* So, that means I'll have to wait a day or two to update. What do you think? Elizzabeth is an OC, and really one of the many figments of my imagination. I believe I will be posting another fic on here that I had on another a blog of mine, .com go check it out!