**This chapter will introduce a new POV! Enjoy!**

For the first time in six years, I did one of the simplest things in existence:

I stared at myself in the mirror.

I had been avoiding my reflection for so long, I had almost forgotten the things about myself that made me, well, me. I was temporarily staying with Cora in her apartment until I got my first paycheck and could get my own place, or the very least, a car. She was currently out, doing something with her friends, which left me alone with my thoughts. I had just showered and dried off when I caught sight of myself in the mirror above her sink.

Now, I was studying the features of my face. I'd all but lost who I was because I never had the time to slow down to rediscover my physical appearance. Obviously, I was more grown, though the hidden terror still shone in my eyes, just the same as when I'd been sixteen and freshly orphaned. With gentle remembrance, I took notice of the cornflower blue eyes that I received from my mother. I had her chin and nose as well. I remembered more than once seeing those eyes wink and those pretty pink lips smiling at me. They were nothing like the mysterious shade of brown my father, and brother, had.

Even though, until recently, I'd caught quick showers at random truck stops and rivers hidden in the woods for many years, my hair tumbled down almost to my waist in waves of toffee brown. I spent so much time with my hair tied up that I had failed to notice how long it was now, and I couldn't decide whether or not I liked it. Damian also had this hair color, which we had been given by our father. I chuckled remembering how I was so jealous of my mother's platinum blonde locks.

My skin was a soft brown, tanned by hours of walking underneath the sun's rays. Though I had pimples here and there, no other blemish marked my face. My face was rounder, like my mother's was, and I had a full mouth, rosy in color.

In a way, I felt pretty, something stupid that I hadn't had the luxury of discovering before. With my study complete, I moved to 'my' room in my robe to brush out my hair and get ready for bed. I heard the door open and shut, so I left to greet Cora, and was shocked to see Theo and Liam with her. I felt color rise to my cheeks, but it was too late to duck away. They had seen me.

Clearing my throat, I crossed my arms and leaned against the wall. "Sorry," I said, "I wasn't expecting Cora to bring back friends. I'll leave you guys to it. Good night." Cora chuckled and said, "They'll just be here for a bit to talk. Sorry I didn't warn you first, I'm not used to someone being here." "No, no, it's my fault. Good night." I said again, cringing as I turned to leave.

"Night!" She said, then went to mumbling with the other two. I flung myself on the mattress on the floor and buried my face in the pillow. The embarrassment only further reminded me of the one word I kept thinking over and over again as I looked into the mirror.

Alive.

~Theo POV~

"We don't have a choice in the matter, we have to do what we have to do."

I was growing irritable with Liam's sideways suggestions of how we would handle the new threat in the area.

"We don't even know what it IS, Theo!" Liam growled, making my own temper flare, "We can't just assume something. We have to think like Scott would be thinking. One, what is the creature doing here and what is its purpose? Two, is it directly aiming for any one person or any one group, and three, what powers does it possess and how can we stop it?"

"We already know that it's causing trouble. We've already found two bodies, both with missing throats and green veins. But Deaton doesn't even know what this thing is. He's searching through books of mythology and digging deep into legends just to try and identify what kind of supernatural creature it is. Are there any ties between the two people we've found? What has the sheriff said?" Cora spoke.

"None that we know of. They weren't family, close or far, they were not even friends. I think the most we can say about them is that they shared one class in high school six years ago." I said, shaking my head.

Once again, my thoughts went back to the girl in Cora's spare bedroom. Her showing up here, at this exact time, couldn't be a coincidence. I strongly believed that she was the creature we sought, but Liam was being an absolute dumbass about it. I really hoped this idiot wasn't developing a case of puppy love that would get him killed. I certainly wasn't going to babysit him.

I had to admit though, if he WAS developing feelings, I could see why. I never noticed anyone who wasn't someone I saw constantly long enough to develop a sense of their appearance, but damn, this girl was something else. When she'd stepped in, inadvertently in her skimpy robe, even my heart stopped for a second. She looked nothing like the scared little girl I'd encountered in the alleyway that night Liam, Mason, Corey and I had been stalking her. Her guarded air had made me more certain it was her, but Liam, of course, had to have facts.

"Well, we know two things so far: It's got a venomous bite and/or venomous claws and it has no direction of its anger. That means that simply anyway who gets in the way is a target, and that's not a killer we want to deal with coming straight at." Liam said, glaring at me.

I rolled my eyes, "Then what the hell do we do, Liam? We need to attack, and you won't. But if we don't, then more people will die. Isn't that, like, directly against your little 'code'?" I got satisfaction of watching the anger make his shoulders tense and his eyes go gold.

"That's enough, idiots. Listen!" Cora hissed, "What we need to directly focus on right now is making sure this creature doesn't hurt anyone else. We need to find ways to guard the people AND try to figure out what kind of supernatural it is so that we know how to stop it! That's assuming you guys stop measuring your dicks long enough to find out."

"Alright fine, we'll do it." I said, "But just know that I don't agree with this plan. I think it's stupid." "No one cares what you think, Theo," Liam said. "Oh, big, bad Liam. Need someone to stroke your ego?" I growled.

"Both of you get your asses out of here before you wake up Rachel and before I kill you. You guys annoy the shit out of me."

**So? What do you guys think of Theo's POV? It would be hard to understand the underlying story if it only came from Rachel's POV, so here's the real deal! Thanks for reading, and please, feel free to leave a review telling me what you think! Have a good day!**