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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UNDER THE MOONLIGHT, a shadow falls over a rock precipice that offers a vantage point looking down over Beacon Hills.
Shivering in the cold, Scott steps out to gaze over his hometown. He approaches the edge and kneels down. Placing his hands on the ground he closes his eyes, preparing to do something utterly desperate.
"Please let this work..." Scott mutters to himself.
He tilts his head down and draws in a deep breath, back arching up. His ears begins to grow, tapering into points. Fangs appear just over his lower lip. When he finally gazes up with yellow eyes... He's transformed.
A werewolf once again, every muscle in his body tenses as he opens his mouth wide and lets loose a powerful howl into the night. The sound rises up past the woods of Beacon Hills, sending a flock of birds scattering from the trees.
In the abandoned basement weak, but still very much alive, a chained up Derek trembles visibly when Scott's faint and distant call for help finally reaches his ears.
Struggling to lift his head, his eyes snap open to reveal the faintest of a blue light around the irises. Starting to glow brighter and brighter.
On his hands and knees, Scott gasps for air, back heaving with each intake. He looks out to the town, waiting for a response.
But he hears nothing.
"You think it worked?"
Scott glances behind him at Luna and shrugs. Pulling himself to his feet, he steps to the edge and concentrates. Trying to grab a hint of a response.
Still nothing.
Finally, he retreats back from the edge in a moment of hopeless defeat. Turning away, he starts to lead Luna as they head for the trail when suddenly he stops. Ears twitching up, he holds his breath and slowly cocks his head. A sound whispers through the wind, hurtling toward him. The sound of Derek howling a reply.
Luna smiles in awe staring up at the sky, "It worked."
Scott grins, "Alright I'm gonna go find him and I'll-"
Luna holds up a hand smiling sheepishly, "I can just follow your scent..."
"You can?"
"I'll explain after this whole shit show is over. Now can you just go find him please?"
Scott nods before moving with superhuman speed. He runs, propelled through the woods, racing to follow Derek's call.
Breath gasping out of him, he races as fast as a human can. And then faster and faster until suddenly, his body arcs downward and he's no longer running, but loping at an incredible speed.
The burned and seemingly abandoned Hale house lies in almost perfect silence in the darkness. Until a teenager's shoes arrive crushing leaves underfoot.
