After the quarantine incident, there had been a few rather quiet days. Besides the fact that her mother had been trying to snag her at the right time to 'talk' about the supernatural world to her.
Sara luckily had managed to avoid the subject of Satomi killing that hunter and after saying Scott explained everything (lie, but at this point…yeah…) about the Dead Pool, she hopefully avoided the conversation until her mother though it was really necessary.
Or until she told the truth…Anyway, Sara had started school at Beacon Hills and had a mountain load of catch-up work that Liam, Mason, Scott, Stiles and Lydia had been helping her with. Even with her unique abilities to remember and things and her speed reading, three months was a lot.
And Biology was evil.
But in the small amount of breathing time she had: finally met Scott's girlfriend Kira (she had squinted her eyes a lot making her a bit uncomfortable at first, before deciding if she liked her. She did), and Stiles's girlfriend Malia (They sort of just stared at each other, before instantly hitting it off, making Stiles freak.)
Sighing, Sara tighter her ponytail picking up her yellow highlighter. Pausing when the sound of eight feet entering the house. Shutting her eyes, dropping the highlighter, she allowed the conversation to wash over her.
"Is three enough?" Kira asked. "Depends on how many cameras they have. But I think so." Stiles replied. 'What the hell are they doing?' Sara thought.
"Are we really doing this?" Liam asked nervously. "We're doing it. Tonight." Scott said surely. "But isn't it kind of dangerous?" Liam said, shifting on his feet worriedly.
"It's incredibly dangerous. And borderline idiotic." Stiles interjected. "Have you guys done something like this before?" Liam asked worriedly. 'What the hell are they up to?'
"Something dangerous? Or something idiotic?" Stiles said smartly, making Sara smirk from above. Liam glanced between Stiles and Kira.
"I think it's a yes to both."
Liam sighed. "You don't have to be part of it if you don't want to." Scott said kindly. "I'm not scared." Liam said instantly.
"Then you're borderline idiotic." Stiles said, placing a comforting hand on Liam's shoulder, winking at him.
"If we do this, we don't know what's coming for us. You know that, right?"
"How do we even know something's definitely coming?" Kira asked, she sounding worried too, an emotion Sara didn't really associate with her. "Because the tape from Garrett's bag said visual confirmation required." Scott replied.
'So, it's about Garrett and the Dead Pool.'
"Simon said the same thing. He couldn't get paid by The Benefactor until he had proof that you guys were dead." Stiles explained. "So the idea is, what if you kill someone on the dead pool, but you can't send the proof?" Scott theorised.
"You don't get paid." Kira answered. "But how does that get us any closer to The Benefactor?" Liam asked, shifting on his feet. "He still needs to know if the target is really dead." Scott answered.
Sara cursed under her breath. 'Oh, no. Don't tell me…'
"Especially if it's someone high on the list." Stiles added, glancing at Scott. "So, if he wants visual confirmation-"Liam started. "He's going to have to come get it himself." Scott finished.
'Great plan, Scott. Real fantastic. You're going to kill yourself.'
San Francisco: 2 years ago.
'Well, sometimes I go out by myself. And I look across the water (Uh, uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, uh, uh, uh-uh)
And I think of all the things, what you're doin'.
And in my head I paint a picture (Uh, uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, uh, uh, uh-uh)
Cause since I've come on home (Aaahh, aahh)
Well, my body's been a mess (Aaahh, aahh)
And I've missed your ginger hair (Aaahh, aahh)
And the way you like to dress
Won't you come on over?
Stop making a fool out of me
Why don't you come on over Valerie?
(Pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa) Valerie-e-e (Why don't you come on over?)
(Pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa)
Va-a-lerie yeah (Valerie, Valerie)
(Pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa)
Valerie-e-e (Why don't you come on over?)
Sara hummed, running up the steps to her and her father's apartment. "Yeah, just like the others," her father said, when she walked in.
His case files strewn across the table, with a woman with light brown hair, tied into a tight bun leaning over it, inspecting each one.
Pulling out her ear phones, trying to shake the uncomfortable feeling that entered her, when seeing her father. "Hi Dad," she said, giving a small shy wave. "Hey sweetie," he greeted getting up from his chair.
"Sara, I want you to meet Elena my partner at the FBI." he introduced, waving her over. Elena smiled at her. Sara liked her smile. It was warm and while Elena could be no older than 25, her eyes were old and wise. Like they had seen so much.
"Hi," Sara said shyly taking Elena's outstretched hand.
The second she did, a wave of electricity seemed to flow though her. Buzzing, shooting though her body.
It felt like her heart was beating-like her heart was beating for the first time.
And then it stopped. Elena's looked slightly surprised, but then her smile grew. "It's wonderful to meet you Sara."
She would be lying if she said, studying felt completely out of the question. After their chat downstairs. Stiles came to her room, pulling her to his house for a 'Stiles-and-Sara-bonding/studying-session. They had them at least twice a week.
While Sara loved those, she felt the timing a tad inappropriate, which then again meant they were probably planning to kill Scott while Stiles distracted her to avoid those unpleasant questions.
In any case, Stiles had dragged her there, books, markers, pencils and highlighters and all to study.
"So-Sara? You listening to me?" Stiles asked, flipping the marker in his hands. "Yes," Sara said instantly looking up at him. Trying not to look at his murder board instead, she loved the murder board.
"Okay, what did I say?"
"You said, once I'm done with his practice test, you and I can take a break? And watch Grimm?" Sara guessed.
Stiles nodded, seeing slightly put out that she heard that, while not paying attention. "Watch Gilmore Girls," he said, running his finger though his hair. "Pay a little more attention next time. Okay?"
Sara twirled her pencil around nodding. "Got it."
In a fairly short span of time, she and Elena had become extremely close, even despite the strange things that had started too happened.
Headaches coming at random, books dropping and jars breaking whenever she felt a little irritated. Her dying plants, miraculous growing in an insanely short time. Her dark brown hair and eyes having an odd purple tint to them.
Despite that having reached a two month span in San Francisco. Sara had adjusted quite well, if she said so herself.
"Hey, Sara!" came her friend Susan's voice from behind. "Hey, Sue," Sara said, closing her locker. "How was family game night?" she asked, knowing Susan had a mandatory funny family game get together, which always seemed to end in disaster and was always on a full moon for some odd reason.
"Oh, that it was okay, not that great this time." Susan said, brushing some of her flaming red hair behind her ear. Sara nodded, as her peer mentor waved her over. "Hi Allison!" she said, her and Susan making a beeline to her.
Allison Argent was a beautiful girl just one year older than her brother. Dressed in the neat white shirt, black skirt and green blazer like the rest of them, somehow she manged to stand out like a glowing light.
Allison smiled. "Hey, Sara. I just heard word that your English class is being moved from room 201 to 207. And that you're having a sub today, Miss Walden is sick." Allison informed, her adjusting the hold on her books.
"Thanks Allison." Sara said, smiling at her. "I don't know what I would do without you."
Allison blushed. "Well I know what it's like being the new girl." she said, as the bell rang.
"See you later," she said waving goodbye to the two girls. "Aw, she's so cool." Susan gushed, jumping up at down. "You're lucky."
Sara giggled. "Yeah, right. Let's go."
"I still hate this plan." Melissa said, staring down at Scott's dead body. Kira, Mrs Yukimura, Stiles and Liam standing around him. "I mean this is pretty significantly terrifyingly. He looks dead." she said, wiping a tear from her eyes.
"Give me your hand." Mrs Yukimura said, holding out her own. Melissa paused, glancing at Stiles, who had his hand comfortingly on her back. "It's okay." Stiles said gently.
Melissa slowly took Mrs Yukimura's hand, gently placing it over Scott's heart. Nothing. Tears started to fill Melissa's eyes.
"Wait for it." Mrs Yukimura said, after a few seconds. Melissa feeling the faint thumb of a heartbeat against her hand, she let out a shaky sigh of relief. "Is that enough to keep a werewolf alive?"
"Enough for an Alpha." Mrs Yukimura said reassuringly. "How much time do we have?" Melissa breathed out. "Forty-five minutes." Mrs Yukimura answered.
"What happens after that?"
"I bring him back the same way." Kira explained. "No, I mean what happens if he stays like this longer than forty-five minutes?" Melissa asked, glancing at the four.
"No one's told her?" Mrs Yukimura asked, the silence from the teens around her, enough of an answer.
"What? What happens after forty-five minutes?" Melissa asked, staring at her. Unlike the teens, Mrs Yukimura met her gaze. "He dies."
The girls; Susan and Sara laughed, taking the steps two and time outside the school. The sun was just setting and Susan's father, Owen was going to fetch them from the library for a sleepover.
"That was awesome!" Susan cried, jumping up and down. Sara laughing at her animate friend, she was never still always moving, always living in the moment.
Sara had been surrounded by change for quite a while. But it was this, she decided after replaying this memory over and over again. This was the single moment where her life truly changed forever.
"Sara-" Susan's words were cut off. And years later Sara would never know what she was going to tell her.
Blood, thick red blood.
Susan's body fell onto the sidewalk.
An arrow sticking out of her throat.
Susan was choking sputtering, her body flapping around. Footsteps were approaching, the sound of metal rattling.
Sara was frozen staring at the body. At Susan's body.
That was the last thing she remembered. Susan's body. Susan's dead body. Then Elena. Elena's sad smile, her wise eyes.
Before the darkness swallowed her.
"Is that supposed to look like that?" Liam asked, pointed at the laptop. He, Stiles and Kira in an empty hospital room, watching the hospital's live security footage, just as one of them one of them started to fuzz out.
"No. No, it's not." Stiles said, glancing at the laptop, displayed the words: No signal.
"Where is that?" Kira asked, leaning over him. "The roof. Someone's gonna have to check it out." Stiles said worriedly. "I'll go." Kira said, jumping up.
"Whoa, whoa." Stiles said, looking up at her. "This might not just be a malfunction."
"That's why I'm bringing this." Kira replied, holding up her sword. "I'm coming with you." Liam said, running after Kira.
"Okay." Stiles called after them. "And you're both coming right back. Immediately. Kids." he grumbled watching them, not noticing a familiar figure walk into the hospital.
The air was warm, filled with a variety of smells. Opening her eyes, Sara was in a (scented) candlelit room, on a small comfortable fold out bed. The room was small, the walls covered with pages torn from various books.
The strangest thing though was there was a small tree growing in the middle of the room, its roots pressing and uplifting the wooden floorboards.
"Good, your awake." said Elena, handing her a cup of water, sitting on the edge of the bed, seeming to have been watching her patiently.
"What-"
"Shh." Elena said, forcing the water into her hand. "Take a breath. We've got a lot to talk about Sara." she said gently.
"Su-Susan…I…"
Elena slowly reached out, pressing the glass to Sara's lips. "She…she didn't make it." Elena whispered. Sara's eyes burned, instinctively shutting out her words as nonsense.
"Keep drinking, you need to be hydrated. Trust me. You'll need your strength.
Sara took a few more tentative sips of water. "Why?" she whispered.
Elena rubbed her shoulders, tucking some of Sara's wet sweat soaked hair behind her ear. "Because now, your training begins."
Reaching the roof, Kira and Liam watched as one of the transformer started to spark and surge. "Looks like someone did something to it." Liam guessed, as they heard a loud growl from behind them.
"I think somebody did." Kira said, whipped around pulling out her sword, taking a defensive stance. Liam turned around.
Berserker.
.
.
.
Sara looked up, as the power went out. "What the-" she started as low growl came from behind her.
Berserker.
Sara smirked, practically twirling in her black sneakers. "My lucky day." she said, walking towards it. "Hello, again." she said, her usual demeanour vanishing.
The creature growled, swinging its bone knife at her, narrowly missing her head.
Sara glanced it, looking mildly offended.
"That wasn't friendly." Sara mumbled, letting her hands fill her purple energy, her eyes turning her illuminating purple.
.
.
.
"I'm guessing the power doesn't go out often in this hospital." Mrs Yukimura said, she and Melissa walking through the chaos filled hospital. "Only when under attack by supernatural creatures." Melissa replied, walking into the room where Stiles, Kira and Liam were supposed to be.
The room was empty.
Staring the laptops, a loud bang and a rasping anguish scream rang out from the floor above them. Glancing at the each other the two walked out of the room.
Walking the sound of screaming people, as they ran past them in the opposite direction. Glancing at the each, the low growling of a Berserker walking towards them. Its head bloodied.
"Are you still a Kitsune?" Melissa asked, staring at the large creature. "Technically." Mrs Yukimura replied, two backing away as the Berserker ran after them.
Swinging at Mrs Yukimura, the creature's bone knife sliding into her flesh. She fell hissing in pain.
Melissa caught her, immediately putting pressure onto her wound. The Berserker raised his bone sword again, just as the elevator dinged.
Melissa turned around, expecting it to the Scott, Liam, Kira even Stiles.
Stepping out was Sara; holding something in her hand, an eerily calm expression on her face.
"Sara get out of here!" Melissa shouted, holding on tightly to Mrs Yukimura.
Sara said nothing, letting out a short whistle, walking towards the Berserker dropping what was in her hand. A Berserker skull clattering onto the floor.
The Berserker raised its head, turning it's full attention on her, running towards her.
Sara's stood her ground. Her hands lit up with its energy, blasting the Berserker with it. It flew back, slamming into the wall. Raising her hand, Sara pushed it back, immobilising it.
Walking towards it, Sara gripped the Berserkers skull, her eyes glowing. Pulling it off, the Berserker slumped, dissolving into a pile of bones and dust. Dropping the skull, Sara jogged over to her mother and Mrs Yukimura.
Placing a glowing hand on Mrs Yukimura's shoulders a few of her cuts and scrapes began to heal.
"That one's too big, for me to heal." Sara whispered, panting heavily. Her mother still staring at her wide eyed. "But she's a Kitsune, she should be okay." Sara continued, jumping up running to the lift.
"Where are you going?" he mother asked. Pressing the button to the highest floor, Sara looked up her eyes still shining with their purple glow. "The roof. Liam and Kira need me."
"Liam, run!" Kira shouted, as Liam was slammed onto the ground his face covered in cuts, bruise and blood. "Get out of here!" Kira yelled. Liam pulling himself off the floor.
"Liam!"
Liam roared, jumping onto the transformer, jumping down onto the Berserker.
Slashing his skull, the Berserker swung, throwing Liam across the roof, almost into Sara who had just burst through the door. Running towards him, Sara bent down gently stroking his cheek. "Sara," Liam said, his yellow eyes looking at her.
Sara smiled at him, glancing behind her as Kira was thrown into the other transformer the Berserker raising his sword at her.
Raising her hand, the sword stopped pulling back into the Berserker. Sara stood up, her hands alight with power. The Berserker toppled. Throwing her hand out, she slung the Berserker into the transformer.
Walking towards it to finish it off, when a loud roar came from inside the hospital. The Berserker got up, walked to the door and left. "Werejaguar." Sara breathed out watching the door, knowing they wouldn't attack anyone anymore.
Feeling Kira's and Liam's eyes on her, Sara got up walking towards the door.
"We have to hurry, if we're going to save Scott." she said, running her fingers though her hair, suddenly aware of the blood on her.
'Guess some things never change.'
After Kira brought Scott back to life, Sara discreetly slipped through the door. Walking home, unlocking the door with her powers rather than the keys.
Walking up the steps. Unpacking and setting the last of her stuff. Sara showered, pulling on her most comfortable pyjamas before going back downstairs.
Taking a mug, dropping a teabag in. Not bothering with the kettle, Sara pouring in cold water. Holding the cup in her hands, she watched the water start to bubble, wisps of smoke coming out.
Sighing to herself the door opened. Her mother came in first, with Scott and Stiles in tow. Gripping the mug tighter, the boiling water started to become more erratic. Pulling her hands away from the cup, Sara opted to rub them on her .
"I guessing you all have questions?" she said, turning around looking at them. "Yeah, you could say that," Scott said. Sara couldn't look into his eyes.
"Well then, no time like the present."
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