Teenager by day, Vigilante by night.
Taylor Whittemore, younger sister to Jackson Whittemore, has a secret she wont spill. An entity had harbored itself in her body, dooming her to become a soldier once night falls to protect the inhabitants of B...
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(Her new house inspo)
It's spring break so I've had the time to slowly decorate my house and put things where they belong. Tonight I'd been working on the kitchen listening to music when I thought I'd heard something upstairs. I pull my headphones off and let my eyes turn silver feeling for a mind somewhere in my home, when I don't feel anything I put my headphones back on and continue putting dishes away. It's only when I feel a presence behind me that I throw a glass in its direction, a hand catching it immediately. I pull my headphones off and address the intruder.
"I have a front door you know." I say rolling my eyes.
"I think it's more fun to sneak up on you." Isaac says with a smirk.
"Find them yet?" I ask about Erica and Boyd, him and Derek have been looking for them all break.
"No, I'm getting close though I can feel it." He says walking in and handing me my cup back.
"So what brings you to my new home this time? Because I'm not ruining another pair of shoes walking in the woods for hours." I say returning to my cups.
"I was thinking something different this time.." he says putting his hands around my waist and I smile.
I turn around and it isn't Isaac anymore. It's one of those steampunk freaks and it's grip only tightens on me, repeating the same thing over and over.
"Taylor. Condition improves."
I shoot up from my sleep realizing I've been screaming, and clutch my chest breathing heavily. The nightmares have become a little frequent lately. I shake the thoughts from my head and go downstairs to get some water, I fill my cup and take a sip when I feel a presence behind me. I throw my cup at the wall but this time it shatters.
"On edge?" Aiden says stepping out of the dark.
"The nightmares are getting worse." I say relaxing slightly. I'd been hooking up with Aiden over break so I could leave Stiles alone, and so I didn't have to go without the comforting touch of another.
