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( episode one...omega )
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THE BROKEN MIRROR in the corner of Rory Tawny's room had proven to bring all the bad luck any superstition could give. The brunette hadn't seemed to catch a break since she had found out her next door neighbor, Scott McCall, was a real life werewolf. She had never been one to believe in the supernatural, or at least that was until Stiles Stilinski had called and told her to go the lacrosse field the night of the school dance. The last thing she expected to find was her best friend almost dead on the field with a bite mark driven into her side.
Now, as if it would help any, Rory was busy putting a strip of black duck tape on the mirror in hopes of getting rid of the seven years of bad luck she was said to endure. It had never occurred to her that she was a charm for bad luck, but the recent months proved her otherwise.
It had only been three days since the fatal night of the school dance, or since the claws of Peter Hale dug deep into the neck of Kate Argent. It was hard for Rory to believe only a few days had passed, the young girl imagined it to be weeks, but the calendar proved her otherwise.
Lydia was still resigned in the hospital since the events that occurred and Rory wanted nothing more than to see her best friend. The brunette had lost her visiting privileges Saturday night when Lydia had woken up and the two girls came up with the not so brilliant plan of Rory hiding behind the shower curtain so the two could spend the night together. Long story short, the sixteen year old was escorted out while Lydia insisted that her friend was helping keep her sane behind the white hospital walls.
