Death

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Derek's POV 

Death is something no person wants but in order for that Stilinski boy to live someone had to take his place and that someone was me. I was long forgotten on the cold hard ground.

When I finally open my eyes, a woman, a war veteran? walks up and kneels next to me.

"Do you wish to live?" The woman asks softly. "Yes." I answer. The pain had long ago left my body and she just nods. The woman picks up her nursing bag and pulls out a small vial of clear liquid, she lifts the vial to my lips and I am too weak to resist the unknown substance running down my throat.

"I'm sorry," she whispers into my ear, "But for you to live, first you must die." My eyes widen slightly before becoming heavy. She vanishes and is replaced by what looks like a wolf, the wolf bites me and I lose consciousness, pain once again courses through my body. . .

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