Leia is what you'd call an Animagus. A Wolf that can shapeshift at will without the need of the full moon. But she's a special breed known as an Ice Wolf. She's the last of her kind and the most wanted. Some want her dead others alive, will Leia fin...
Stiles, Lydia, Stilinski, and I are talking to one another. "It's not just that she could still be alive—" Stiles said.
"It's that she would've had to fake her death," Lydia interrupted.
Stilinski looked confused, "Your grandmother, Lorraine Martin, faked her death?" He asked.
"Definitely," Stiles said bluntly.
Lydia rolled her eyes, "... Maybe."
"More than likely, yes," Stiles said.
"Oh. I'm guessing you got a story to back this up?" Stilinski crossed his arms.
"She might be helping the Benefactor..." Lydia explained.
"Or is the Benefactor..." Stiles added.
"That sounds like a story worth hearing." Stilinski closes his office door so they can continue telling him the story. Moments later, Stilinski opens the door and hollers, "Anybody seen Parrish? Haigh?"
The man known as officer Haigh looked up, "Haven't seen him." But when Stilinski looked away I noticed Haigh smirk. I suddenly got a strong scent of something burning. It was getting stronger but it didn't feel like a threat, it felt... comforting.
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I saw a naked Parrish walk into the station, some parts of his body still had remnants of his uniform, but most of his body was covered in soot. He walked straight over to Haigh's desk. Haigh looked up, "Holy..." Haigh went to draw his gun but Parrish grabbed Haigh and slammed him against the wall. He let off a few wild shots in the air. Stilinski came out with his gun drawn, Parrish punched him and Haigh pulled the trigger again shooting Stilinski. "Hey! HEY!" Stiles shouted when his father went down. "You're dead!" Haigh said before Parrish knocked him out.
Time stood still as Lydia cupped her mouth as she looked at me. Stiles' eyes widened in fear and Parrish knelt over an unconscious Haigh looking towards me worried. I followed their eyes to where they were looking and gasped at what I saw. One of the bullets that Haigh had fired hit me and I didn't feel it... until now. The pain was so severe and I was so worried the bullet had hit my baby. Seconds later everything went dark.
~Later~
Parrish, Scott, and Lydia go to Derek's loft. Derek examines Parrish's hands, "He covered you in gasoline?" Derek questioned
"It's the hair and nails, isn't it? Parts of the body that are essentially dead." Lydia said.
