Have you ever woken up DEAD? Well I did... when I was eight years old I woke up in my bed covered in blood. I found my mother, father, and baby sister all dead in their sleep. Soaked in blood. From then on I felt like death. Everyone around me dies...
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SCHOOL OFFICIALS, PARENTS AND EMT'S ATTEND TO THE SHOCKED BUT MOSTLY UNHURT STUDENTS. Among them, Sheriff Stilinski surveys the mess with a look of total bewilderment.
Helping Lydia right her over-turned desk, Stiles notices Ms. Blake gazing over the damage. Luna follows along as he walks over to Ms. Blake.
"Ms. Blake? You okay?"
She nods and dabs the light cut on her forehead, unaware of a feather stuck in her hair. Stiles gently plucks it out.
"Oh. Thank you." Ms. Blake turns away to check on a few students nearby.
Luna rolls her eyes swatting Stiles arm as he holds the feather. He doesn't let go so Luna takes it into her hand and instantly freezes.
Stiles frowns hearing Luna gasp lowly. He peeks over at her and curses seeing her eyes murky white. As Ms. Blake turns back to Stiles and Luna, Stiles quickly grabs Luna and pulls her into a hug holding the back of her head, shielding her face away from sight.
"Is she okay?"
Stiles nods, "Oh yeah she's just a little shaken up."
Ms. Blake nods understanding then pats Luna's shoulder and walks over to another group of terrified students.
In Luna's head, she sees the sky filled with black crows. The sky darkens and reveals a huge tree. Walking around, Luna frowns in confusion. As her hand touches the tree, a cut up face of some kind of supernatural creature pops up into her head.
Luna snaps out of her vision only to find herself looking straight into a red flannel. She peeks up from the person's chest and her face heats up as she realizes that it was Stiles.
"Um whatcha doing?"
Stiles jumps slightly, "Oh sorry you just went all fae just now. Had to hide your face."
Luna smiles, "Oh right. Thanks Stilinski."
"No problem."
Neither one of them had said anything about how Stiles had yet to let her go, nor how Luna had unconsciously wrapped her arms around him.
"What are you two doing?"
Both teens quickly jump apart and cough trying to cover up embarrassment as their faces redden.
"Nothing."
Lydia raises an eyebrow at the two before smirking, "Sure..."
Chris Argent watches an EMT finish bandaging the minor lacerations on Allison's hands.
"Next time you feel like staying home, you stay home."
Allison sighs, "I'm okay. But, Dad, the deer and now this. It can't be coincidence."
