Nightmare (Teen Wolf Fan Fiction)

Chapter One: Animal Attack

Okay, I couldn't wait any longer! Here is chapter one. I hope you like it. :)

          His red eyes followed me as I kicked up dirt beneath my feet. I knew I was no match for him but I continued to push on. The forest around me was dark and I couldn't see my surroundings very well. My heart slammed inside my chest violently. My heavy breaths came in uneven and I knew I couldn't go on much longer. I screamed as he grabbed me. "Please. Don't hurt me!" I begged for my life as his sharp claws came close to my neck.

          "What are you?" He asked angrily. "What do you mean?" I asked as he shoved me into a tree. "You know what I mean." His words came out evil with no mercy. "I...I don't know." I said honestly. He tightened his grip on me. "Let her go!" Someone shouted. I looked over and saw a boy who looked around my age. He had short brown hair and brown eyes. I let out a breath. "Get out of here Stiles! This has nothing to do with you." The boy with red eyes said in a dark voice. The boy that he called Stiles stood there looking at me with a look of terror that made my heart hurt. I wanted nothing more than to take his fear away and see a smile upon his face.

         "Let her go Derek!" Another person said. "Scott, what are you doing here?" Derek must be the one with the red eyes and Scott must be the other boy. "Let her go!" He said again as his face morphed into a wolf-like creature. His eyes glowed a yellow color as he charged at Derek. I felt myself hit the ground with a thud. I forced out breaths as Stiles tried to make his way over to me. Derek was tossing Scott around like a rag doll. As soon as Stiles got close to me Derek turned around and picked him up with his claws. I screamed as he stabbed his claws into Stiles throat. Scott took Derek down as Stiles fell to the ground next to me. I crawled over to him and started to cry. I closed my eyes as I saw Derek walking over to me. "No!" Scott yelled but it was too late. Derek shoved his claws into my stomach and lifted me up. I didn't have time to scream as I dropped onto the ground.

          "Beep. Beep. Beep." I jumped out of my bed and let out a deep breath when I realised it was just a dream. I felt a chill going down my spine as I thought about my vivid dream. I have to stop watching scary movies. The truth is, I have been having dreams like this for at least a week now. It's always the same three people, who I now have names for. Oddly enough in each dream I always end up dead. It all started on my sixteenth birthday, which was only six days ago. I was feeling kind of off that day, which really sucked because I was planning to have a birthday party. Anyways, I had to cancel and instead I stayed up watching horror movies and munching on popcorn. I would have spend time with my family but my dad died in combat when I was three and I am an only child. My mother works most of the time so I found myself alone.

          That night I feel asleep on the sofa and had a terrible dream similar to the one I just woke up from. I'm not sure why I keep having these dreams but I'm tired of not being able to get a good night sleep because of them. I haven't told anyone but I have no one to tell anyways. Sure I have some friends but they aren't really that great, I defiantly don't trust any of them. I would never tell my mom, she seems to have too much on her mind half the time anyways.

         I got out out of my bed and quickly got a shower. After my shower I dressed in my white band t-shirt and grey checked pants. I slipped on my red cardigan and my black ankle boots. I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror at my wavy black hair and stunning green eyes. My mother has always told me that I look like my dad. I quickly put on my makeup and fixed my hair. I then walked down stairs and saw boxes all over the living room. The walls were empty and everything was completely gone. "Mom?" I said when I spotted her in the corner crying. She quickly stood up and wiped her eyes. "Serenity, go upstairs and pack your things." "What? Why?" I asked suddenly panicked. Her brown hair looks messy and her green eyes look tired. "Were leaving." I stood there looking at her in disbelief. "Why?" I asked refusing to except the words coming from her mouth. She let out a deep breath. "I'll explain everything on the plane." "The plane?" I said almost shouting. I could tell something was upsetting her. The tears flooded to her eyes. "I...I'm sorry. I'll go pack." I said quickly running back up the stairs.

          I hurried up to my room and started to take everything off my shelves. I don't know why my mother would suddently want to move but I'm not going to argue with her. "Here are some boxes." My mother said from outside my door. "Thanks." I said without any emotion. She frowned and walked out of the room. It took an hour but I finally got everything packed. I walked down the stairs and saw men loading the boxes outisde of the door, who I'm assuming are the moving company. I stood at the end of the stairs just watching them. I'm confused and I wish I could go up stairs and go to sleep. On second thought, I don't need another nightmare. "Excuse me." One of the men said. I jumped. I didn't even notice him coming up the stairs. "Uh...sorry." I quickly moved out of his way. I saw my mom hurrying out of the kitchen. "We have to get to our flight." She told one of the men. "Okay, ma'am. We'll have your stuff there tonight." The men said kindly. "Okay, thank you." My mom replied as she moved me towards the door.

          We got into my mom's red convertible. She worked hard to get this car and it is like her pride and joy. I buckled myself in and we speed down the road. We don't live very far from the airport so it didn't take long to get there. As soon as we pulled up I felt a terrible pain in my stomach that made me want to throw up. I'm in panic mode because I have no idea what is going on. When we got out of the car a thought occurred to me. How are we going to bring the car with us? "What about your car?" I asked as we walked towards the airport doors. "I'm selling it." My eyes got wide but I didn't ask any questions. With one glance at my mom I can tell she is in a fragile state but I have no idea why. "Oh." I said as we hurried to catch our flight.

           Once we were on the plane I felt my mind burning to have answers. When we took our seats and got settled I couldn't hold my questions in any longer. "Where are we going?" I asked looking out from my window seat. "Beacon Hills, California." It sounds familiar. I thought about it for a moment and then I remembered. My dad was from Beacon Hills or so my mom has told me. "Why?" I asked not mentioning my dad. "Your father's sister is in the hospital. I use to be very close to her. The doctor said that she might die. She has a daughter named Rebecca who is alone and she wants us to take care of her." I tried to process the information but I felt a bit overwhelmed. "What happened to her?" "Animal attack." I took in a shaky breath. "What kind of animal?" I asked suddenly curious. "They think it might be a mountain lion but they said they found wolf hairs." Wolf. Suddenly everything in my mind froze. My dreams came flooding back to me and I clutched the arm rest on my chair. "Are you okay?" My mom asked noticing my strange behavior. "Oh, um...I'm fine." I stared out of the window and tried to keep myself awake but I soon fell into a deep sleep.