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''November 2004''
We spent the entire Saturday evening and the entire Sunday comforting Derek, eating Ice cream, and watching sappy romance movies. He cried a lot and slept a lot. I also helped Aunt. T make dinner and entertain the younger kids as well as helping the older ones with their homework.
I informed Talia of my nightmare where Kate Argent and some other hunters set fire to the house. She listened seriously and nodded her head, she gave me a comforting smile and said that she would call over Dr. Deaton first thing in the morning.
Monday morning came around and Talia and I made sure Derek ate a bit before he and Laura made their way to the school. Derek had complained that his favorite cereal was empty and I had slowly made my way out of the kitchen.
Right now Talia and I were waiting for Alan with a cup of tea in hand. I still hadn't gotten rid of the bad feeling in my stomach. I couldn't even eat this morning. It made Talia worried.
"Do you want to talk about it?" She asked.
"No, but it feels like it's a lot going on today and the day hasn't even begun," I said a bit tired. I hadn't gotten any sleep last night.
"Maybe we should do some meditating, I talked to Alan about your powers and he said it could work with both control and finding out about those small details that have been bothering you these past few days."
I gave her a small grateful smile before agreeing to it. We put our cups down and made our way to her office. It was a quiet place not much noise made it through unless you were a werewolf like almost every person in the household.
I closed my eyes and tried to focus on my breathing I started to see some images. When I opened my eyes the tears were falling and then I could smell something burning.
Both Talia and I looked at each other before scattering around the house to try to get everyone out. I went to the front door but it wouldn't budge. I ran down to the basement where I could hear voices of panic. I saw Peter trying to calm the kids down. I noticed a window and used my vibration to break it open. It took a lot of energy. I'm still not used to using it. Peter helped me out, we had agreed that he would help them up and I would help them out.
Unfortunately, I only managed to get Cora out before the entire basement erupted in flames. I could hear their screams and cries of pain. But I could also hear the hunters, hunting for any survivors. I told Cora to run, run as fast as she could and she did.
The hunters were getting close and I could see Dr. Deaton in the corner of my eye. He looked horrified and scared, scared for the people inside the house. There was only one thing I could do, I ran over to Alan and told him about Cora. Then I whistled for the hunters giving Alan time to start running after Cora.
I ran into the woods as fast as I could leading the hunters away from Dr. Deaton so that he could catch up to Cora and get her out of town. I had been so wrong about how many people would die, it wasn't just one it was more than one. It was the woman in the car accident, the Hale family...and my mother. All on the same night.
I used my vibration to destroy their crossbows as they surrounded me but one of the arrows had already been shot into my chest. I knelt to the dirty cold ground feeling the November cold as I fell on my back. My breath was caught in my throat as I could feel the pain.
I was bleeding a lot and I was surrounded by hunters and in the front leading them all was Gerard Argent the man I knew was the worst of them all. The man holding the crossbow. The man who shot me in the chest.
"I know what you are, and I need you out of my way," He said as I felt my body getting weaker and my vision getting dark, I could hear my phone ringing. The last thing on my mind was Stiles.
