FYI: It will probably be a while until the hunters make full appearances. But they will be in the next chapter.


Griffin sighed and looked at her watch. 12:30. Of course he was later. She sighed again and decided to just start without Stiles.

The whole project was about a supposed witch trial in Beacon Hills. If she uncovered the secret she might just get a guaranteed spot on the towns newspaper. The documentation said that there was an execution for a supposed witch on October 31st 1827. She had gone to library many times and had finally found the gravestones to the 'witches' that was executed.

Her parents would have killed her if they knew she was out this late especially on a school night but this was important to her so she snuck out. So as long as her pillows stayed under her sheets she would be fine.

She trudged quickly trying to avoid puddles and mud. She adjusted her large glasses as she finally got to the older part of the cemetery. She looked down at her notes. Section C, row 18.

She counted the rows. Only 17. She frowned and walked slowly to the back past row 17. She looked around.

"Crap." She muttered as she looked back at her paper and around again. It was section C. She sighed and was about to leave when she glanced over at some bushes. It was more like a bunch of thorns. Something was behind it. She pulled up her sleeve of her shirt and started to clear the thorns away. After a few minutes of struggling she finally got the thorns away revealing 3 gravestones.

"Yes!" She whispered. She pulled out a notepad and looked up at the gravestones. Melinda Heinmiger she wrote down the first name. Natalie Teerse and the second.

She then looked at the last one and gasped. Griffin Porter. She blinked a few times and rubbed her eyes but it didn't go away, it just became clearer.

"It has to be a different Griffin Porter, I mean there are tons of Griffin Porters in the world." She tried to assure herself. She looked down at her paper trying to decide what to do. She looked up again and jumped.

The gravestone was glowing a light purple. Griffin felt as though she was going to faint. To support herself she leaned forward and put her hand on the gravestone. A mistake. Suddenly what felt like volts of electricity shot through her body. And as soon as it came it stopped.

That's when everything went black.


"Did you hear about that girl who was found in the cemetery passed out?" Stiles frowned as he heard Rosalia Capello and Marki Joules talk. He stopped and sighed.

"Oh crap, I forgot about Griffin." He said. Scott raised his eyebrow at his friend.

"And that she fainted doesn't faze you?" Stiles waved a hand at his friend as the exited the school and headed toward the lacrosse field.

"AS long as she's not a werewolf I'm sure she's fine."

"If she isn't mad about you not showing up." Stiles stopped slightly before returning to walking. He sighed and nodded.

"So are any of the new wolves on the lacrosse team?" Stiles asked. Scott sighed.

"The tall one Sly I think." Stiles didn't change his facial expression. It was a onus for them, they would easily win their games with Scott, Jackson and Isaac plus Sly on it. But he probably wouldn't be able to play.

"Bilinski! McCall! Get your butts down here now." Stiles looked over at Scott and they ran up to the field, Scott a head of Stiles. Sly stood beside Coach Finstock a bit bored but fully aware of his surroundings. He took of his helmet to show bruises on his face that were already healing. Stiles eyes went wide and Sly glanced over at him before placing the helmet back on his head. Coach Finstock glanced back at Sly.

"Gosh you teenagers are so weird...I want you two to help him practice." He said. He turned around to the field and grabbed his whistle. He blew it as hard as he could which harmed pretty much everyone's ears, the wolves more specifically.

"Jackson what the hel- Get back in formation!" He turned back around and waved his hands at them.. "Well Go!" Stiles was the first to react he picked up a few balls and went over to an empty spot. Sly and Scott got there after him talking quietly.

"It would have been nice if you told me there was another wolf on the team beside you and Isaac." Sly said he dropped his bag and pulled out the stick.

"Jackson is a little, prideful, he's probably going to tell Derek or someone."

"If he doesn't try to kill me first, I'm pretty sure I would have given him a black eye and some broken ribs if he didn't heal." Stiles an Scott stared at him. "Then again if he does kill me Lynne will kill him." They still stared at him. "Can we get started?" Scott nodded and picked up a ball.

"Ready?" Sly nodded.


"It has water but no electricity." Lynne said as she dropped her bag by the door. Gemma glanced over at her as she place her bag and Sly's down.

"And no one lives here? It's a mansion with a swimming pool and weight room." Lynne didn't even do a thing as she spoke.

"At least we won't smell like the boys locker room at school." Lauren said. William shrugged.

"It really isn't that bad when you get used to it."

"Get used to it, key word." Lauren said. She didn't bother placing down her bag, instead she went over to the steps and started to climb. "I'm going to get ready for tonight." Lynne raised her eyebrow at them.

"What's tonight?"

"Sly's first lacrosse game." Lynne sighed. She hated that sport with passion but she would probably go since Sly was playing.

"Oh come on, it will be fun to do something normal for once." Gemma said. "Plus it gives you an excuse to go to a school event." Lynne shook her head and decided to pick up her bag. She headed to the living room where some old furniture stood.

"You guys can go but I'm staying." Gemma sighed.

"I don't care what you say you're going." Lynne sighed knowing it was true. As long as she didn't run into Jackson or that...Nicholas Massena. He had been able to hide easily for some reason, and the rest of her pack hadn't figured it out but she did.

"It will be fun and you can like check out guys or something like regular girls." Lauren smiled and dashed up the steps. Lynne didn't have time for that and William knew that.

"Did anyone just feel her heartbeat fasten?" Gemma said gesturing to Lauren.

This was going to be a long night.