(Sean's POV)

I walk out into the freezing cold at night, stepping off the porch into the street, looking in every direction.

"Willow?" I call out to my cat but still saw nothing. I turn back to the house and enter, locking it the door behind me. "Mom I can't find her!"

"Mom!" I call out again when she didn't answer. This is starting to freak me out but maybe I'm just being paranoid. I cut off all the light walking towards the stairs. "I'm going to bed!"

I slowly walk up the stairs to my room and as I reach my bedroom door I look around. The house seems unusually quiet with an unruly darkness surrounding me. I shook it off as nerves, closing my door as I walk into my room, discarding my shirt to the ground. I got on my bed and was about to cut off my lamp until I look down and saw blood on the carpet. The blood stains freaked me out because I know that they didn't come from me and I was afraid that something bad had happened. The prints were leading under my bed and I slowly reach under to lift the cover.

"Uh," I sigh when I see it was just Willow under my bed. "Hey you, what are you doing under there?"

I reach up for my lamp, once I have it I flash the light under the bed and freak when I saw that Willow was coated in blood. I quickly jump out of bed and when I do I start to hear screaming beyond my bedroom door. It was my mom screaming in agony as well as other noises with the cries of my father and brother. I didn't know what to do but I wasn't just going to stay in my room without knowing what was happening got my family. I open my door and when I did the noises stop and I look around in the dark house seeing knowing until the silhouette of a man appears, rounding the corner. I stand in my door way stun in place as he raises a weapon in this hand. I quickly hurry inside and close my door as the weapon, a tomahawk, sticks to my door. I quickly move away from the bedroom bed and run to my bathroom and close the door behind me. I look around the bathroom to find something to fight the man with but couldn't find anything, and then I hear my bedroom door smash open. I was scared shitless as to what will happen to me as I heard his footsteps getting closer and closer and I stare at the door. The doorknob turns but luckily I locked the door.

"Hello Sean," the man says. "I just killed your family. Do you want to die like them, begging for your life or are you going to fight? I'll give you some help. Wrap a towel around your fist, smash the mirror, and use one of the shards to defend yourself. Go ahead, I'm waiting."

I want to cry at the loss of my family but I can't let myself break or I will surly die. I have to think about what I need to do to survive. I grab a towel wrap it around my fist and stare at the mirror next to me.

"Are you ready Sean?" the man asks. "Because here I come."

I move over to the bathroom window and bust the window, climbing out onto the balcony as I heard the bathroom door bang open. I quickly jump off the balcony and run down the road, not daring to look back at my home where my family is now lying died with the killer inside.

(Liam's POV)

I've been at my new school for a while now and this school is way better than my last with a lot of decent students who aren't that self-righteous and as jerkiest as those at Devonford. I've even made a couple of new friends my first week at the school, these guys named Mason and Garrett. Mason is this gay black guy and he is the nicest all around guy I've ever met; I doubt he has a mean bone in his body. Garret is a blonde white guy on the lacrosse team and we bond over the sport.

When I arrived at the school and expressed my interest in lacrosse Mason directed me towards Coach Finstock, who immediately jumped at the chance of getting more players. Currently I'm at practice, which is early in the morning, and coach wanted me to play the goalie. Garrett and another teammate are throwing balls towards the net and I just catch every single one of them that heads my way with ease. Ever since I was kicked out of Devonford, Todd spent time with me more on lacrosse so that I could channel my anger into it. I was a good player at first but now I'm know that I can be one of the best; even better than Brett.

When the balls stop coming towards me, I take my helmet off and walks towards Garrett and my other teammate.

"Nice Liam," Garret congratulated. "You might me our first year ever captain."

I smile at the thought of becoming captain of the lacrosse team. I have a feeling that this will be a great school year here.

(Sean's POV)

My legs are burning from the running that I'm doing and my hand is still bloody from smashing the window. I was in complete pain; my feet were aching, my face sweating, my breath ragged, and my ears ready to shed tears. I just had to get away as far as possible from that house were my family will no longer live again. I kept running until I came to my destination, Beacon Hills Memorial Hospital. I run into the emergency entrance, pushing through the doors until I was inside and that's when my body gives out and I collapse on the floor of the hospital.

I am out of breath and a doctor and nurse quickly came to my attention. My vision is becoming blurry and I am disoriented and eventually I blacked out. When I came to the nurse I saw earlier and realize that I am in a hospital bed.

"You're awake," she moves towards me. "Sean I need you to tell me what happen to you."

I am about to speak but the words couldn't come out my mouth. The only thing that I can think about is the death of my family and the appending hunger that is coming to me. I hate myself for it but I really just want to sob and eat.

"Sean can you tell me anything?" she asks. I just realize that she know my name and gives her a questionable look. "We looked up information about you and found out you live close to here. We tried to contact your family but there was no answer so we sent a policeman to go there. Sean, can you tell me how your family was murdered?"

(Liam's POV)

After practice, all of the players go into the locker room and change to get ready for our classes. I am changing by myself when two of the upperclassmen on the lacrosse team come up to me. One was a Latino boy, who is the lacrosse captain, and the other was super pale.

"Hey Liam," the pale boy says. I look at both of them nervously thinking that they'll jump me like the others did back at Devonford. And to think I thought that this school was going to be different. "Want to explain what that was out there?"

"What do you mean?" I ask confuse.

"That little display," he replies. "That little circus act."

"What circus act?"

He gestures like I should know what he's talking about. "You caught every shot."

This guy must be insane. "I was in goal."

"Yeah, but nothing, not a single shot, got passed you."

"Yeah I was the goalie," I mentally shake my head. "You guys played this game before?"

The pale guy huffs out in annoyance and places his hands on his forehand like he's getting a headache, which I am dumbfounded by because I should be the one annoyed.

"You're a freshman right?" the Latino boy asks.

"Yeah," I reply.

"But you weren't here last semester?" the another asks.

"Transferred from Devonford Prep."

"You transferred?" the Latino questions.

"Yeah." I look at him suspiciously.

"No you got kicked out didn't you?"

I stared at him astonished at to how he could have known that information. "Alright, kicked out, transferred, what do you guys care? I came here to play lacrosse. The team can use a few good players right?"

"No," the pale one replies. "No, we don't need any more good players."

"Actually we could sort of use a couple," the Latino counters.

The pale one glares at his friend for a second before bringing his attention back to me. "Alright, how did you get this good? How you always been this good or did it sort of just happen once over night? Have you ever been out in the middle of the woods during the night of a full moo…"

"Stiles," the Latino interrupts getting his a "shut up" look.

I shook off this awkward moment. "Look I learned from my stepfather, alright? He made team captain when he was a sophomore, like you. "I glance at the Latino. I turn to get my jacket and backpack. "And yeah, guess I'm just that good."

I walk away from my two teammates sighing in relief that they only questioned me and not try to beat me up. But the fact that they brought up Devonford Prep has me thinking of the car, and my old team, and Sean. I shook off these old feelings and make my way to class.

(Sean's POV)

"Are you sure you don't want to eat something," Melissa, the nurse, asks for the thousandth time. I don't hate her for it but she doesn't understand the willpower I have to contain from not ripping into her flesh. Even though I started to eat again, I still hold off a little to keep some humanity.

"Yes," I lie.

"Okay," she replies. "Let me know if you need anything."

I ignore her and turn on my side with my back to her. I just can't get over my family's death especially since I had to tell that everything that I saw. This is torture to me and I don't know how I should handle myself. I grab the hospital sheet, closing my eyes, and biting it with my teeth; trying to hold in the tears.

"There's a deputy standing right outside," she leaves.

(Liam's POV)

"Okay, okay, just…" Todd gently squeezes my swollen foot but it hurts badly. During lacrosse practice after school I went up against the two upperclassmen, Scott and Stiles. At first I was besting them but then the second time around Scott knocked me to the ground hard. Coach was freaking out so Scott and Stiles brought me to the hospital. When we went in a nurse, who was Scott's mom, took me to a room and call my stepdad—who's a doctor at Beacon Hills Memorial—in to tell him of my situation.

"It's broken isn't it?" I ask even though I knew the answer.

"It's definitely going to need an x-ray," he replies.

"It's broken and it's my fault."

"Want to tell me about it?" he asks.

"Went up against to juniors," I respond. "One of them was captain of the team."

"Liam, remember what we always say," Todd places a hand on my shoulder giving me comfort. "Play smart not hard."

I look away because I know I disappointed Todd and then glance back at my stepdad. "Are you mad at me?"

"No," he shakes his head. "Of course not; your mom might be mad at me for getting you into lacrosse but maybe we should both wait on the x-ray before we panic. And trust me; I have more reason to panic than you. It's not over yet." He heads for the door to leave but not before saying, "Wait for the x-ray."

(Sean's POV)

One minute I'm grieving over my family's death quietly to myself, then the next thing I know I'm devouring the deputy. Within that little space of time, the deputy walked into the room and placed a hand on my shoulder. That's when I pulled him over the bed to the other side of the room away from the door and started to feed.

"Sean, are you awake?" Melissa voice fills the room as the door open and the lights come on. "The sheriff's on his way, I'm going to need you to wake up."

I hear her walking towards me and felt her presence in front of me. She must be scared and think that I'm a monster; maybe Liam was right. "I couldn't help it. I'm so hungry," I look at her with white eyes and sharp teeth. "I'm just so hungry!"

I slowly get up looking at Melissa like she is my next meal. I can't help myself anymore, I've been holding out for so long and the grieving is making matters worse. "I think I'm ready to talk now."

Melissa runs out the door and I quickly catch her. She falls to the ground and I grab her legs pulling her closer and closer to me, as she screams.

"Leave me alone!" she screams. "No!"

I keep pulling her closer until I hear a roar. I look down the hall and see a teenage Latino boy, who was in werewolf form. I growl back at him and let go of Melissa as the boy runs towards me and tackles me to the ground. I use my strength to push us off the ground but he ends up pushing me against a wall, then I use the weight and pressure of my foot to get him off me. When he lets go I take off down the hall and I keep running until someone step out of there room.

"Hey," the person who walks out their room calls out. "Anyone hear that? I thought I heard someone."

I slowly walk up to the person, who was looking the other way, ready to attack until he looks my way and I realize it was Liam. He has a scared look on his face, and I realize it was probably because he never saw me like this. I try to reel myself back in but it's like my animalistic side is out weighing my humanity. I grab ahold of Liam and thought about a safe secure place that I can take him where no one can bother us. I just want to talk to him alone because I need the comfort since I have no one else.

Liam screams as I lead him towards the roof. I don't want to scare him but I just need him to listen and understand me, so I try to calm him down. "I'm not going to hurt you."

"Then why are you taking me away?" he asks. "And why are you covered in blood?"

"Because I need to talk to you," I say once we reach the roof, ignoring his other question because I don't want to freak him out. I walk us over onto the ledge of the roof.

"What's so important that we couldn't stay inside to talk about?"

"My family was murder," I reply.

"What?" he looks at sympathetically. "I'm sorry Sean."

"I just…" I chock on my words. "I just don't know what to do or how to handle myself. I'm on my own, I have no family, and I just feel so empty."

"It's going to be okay," Liam embraces him which soothes me a little.

I am starting to calm down until the roof door bust open and I knew that the wolf had followed me up here. I quickly turn Liam around placing my arm around his throat and the wolf roars at me when he sees me holding Liam in a threating position.

"I'm not going to hurt you," I whisper into Liam's ear. I hate that I put Liam in this situation as he is shaking with nerves. "Get back!" I call out to the wolf boy.

"You don't need to do this," he says. "Whatever it is, whatever you are, we can help you."

"You can't," I reply.

"Let me help you," he says with sincerity.

"Wendigos don't need help," I snarl. "We need food."

Liam, who is a bundle of nerves right now from seeing me in my supernatural form and the wolf's form, pushes from me and tries to break away from my hold. I try to pull him back to me when the wolf comes towards us and I push Liam away so that the wolf can't get to him. The wolf gets closer and pushes me out the way so that he can get to Liam, who was now hanging over the roof barely holding on. I start to panic as the wolf grips onto Liam and wasn't about to let him hurt Liam. I grab onto the wolf trying to pry him away Liam because I don't know what the intentions of this wolf is. The wolf keeps pushing me away trying to get to Liam and I try my best to get him away from Liam as he was losing grip on the roof.

"I can't hold on!" Liam calls up.

I stare in shock still trying to move the wolf as Liam is close to falling down. Liam was about to plummet down when the wolf catches on to Liam's arm with his teeth. I was stun at the action and didn't know how to respond when something sharp and hard hit me in my back. Blood begins to spill from my mouth as I fall to the ground and the world goes dark. I hope Liam knows how sorry I am that I hurt him and ruined his life, because he will either die from the wolf bite or live the life of a wolf. I'm so sorry Liam, so sorry.