She was changing- physically, mentally- slowly and then all together. Rage seemed to own her, lust, fear and pain became inescapable. Something was wrong with Mars, and her like-brothers Scott and Stiles were going to figure it out even if it killed them. Or, at least, before it killed her. Eventual Stiles/OC. M for language. Seriously though.

When you're on your own at the age of sixteen, you have bigger things to worry about than attending class. Sometimes you just need to escape reality. Especially Savannah, who does everything she can to pretend that her life doesn't belong to her. But when she's dragged back by the fangs of Derek Hale – literally – she surfaces to find that reality isn't at all what she expected.

ATTENTION: This story is getting completely re-written. You can find it on the account DefZeppelin, the link is in the bio for this account. Stiles/OC

Stiles wakes up in an unfamiliar place, a city that seems completely abandoned and wrecked. He soon finds out why as a horrific shadow-like creatures chase after him, fully intent on bathing in his blood. He is saved by a strange, armed and dangerous girl who tells him his best chances lie with her. After the encounter with the creature, he is inclined to believe her.

I use to believe that the moon was the most strikingly, beautiful thing that I had ever laid eyes on. However, I don't hold that same admiration anymore since its part of the reason I lost full control and did the worst thing imaginable.

"You're not coming with me." I said firmly. "Then tell me why I'm buckling my seatbelt." She said as I heard the click. "I don't even know where I'm going." I told her trying to change her mind. "We'll figure it out together." She replied. "I don't even know when I'm coming back." I added. "We'll come back when we're ready." She said. StilesxMalia