"There are dark places where the veil between worlds is thin, and those who dare cross it may never return the same."
"Her power was not just in the lightning but in the way she controlled the chaos, turning storms into symphonies of electricity."
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"Why did we have to come back to this in the middle of nowhere town again?" The older brother asked obviously not being too happy about moving back to Beacon Hills.
"Yeah mom this place gave me weird vibes when I was 12 it still does now." The younger sister said.
"Would you two just appreciate that we are back. You two know just well enough why we had to come back." Their mother sternly answered them.
"You know he won't stop trying to find us right? Moving everything 6 months won't change that." The youngest told her mother.
"Bryce I know that alright but this is the only way I can keep you two safe." The ginger haired woman sympathetically told them.
"Are you ever gonna actually tell us who he is? I mean you only refer to him as him or he, never an actual name." Xander said not being satisfied with his mother's excuses.
"It's best you both don't know who he is." The woman said turning to put her jacket on the coat hanger.
"You should get some sleep, Bryce you're starting school again tomorrow and Xander I expect you to do something with your life as well." Their mother commanded.
Both of her children didn't bother talking back resigning to their rooms. As Bryce walked up the stairs she still felt this weird sensation. Like she constantly had goosebumps. Like something was wrong seriously wrong.
Bryce laid on her bed reading a book while she heard a knock on her door.
"Hey, I'm sorry for making you move again. But you have to understand I didn't have a choice. I have to protect you and your brother-" the woman rambled before being cut off by her daughter.
"It's okay mom. I get it, I just wish it wasn't the way our lives are." She said in a soft tone.
Her mother nodded understanding where Bryce was coming from. It wasn't how she wished to raise her children either. Without a father, moving twice every year for four years now, not having any real friends.
"Me either Bee." Her mother said pulling her in for a hug holding her for a while.
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As Bryce walked back through the halls of Beacon Hills high school. She felt a weird sense of security. Like she really came back home. She'd always liked living in Beacon Hills it was quiet and peaceful. Bryce was pretty good at making friends. People were nice to her, she always felt that was because she was somewhat attractive. She had long dark brown hair, light blue almost grey eyes, she was 5'7 and had an hourglass figure.
During her previous time in Beacon Hills she had made a couple friends it was the place she grew up in after all. The two people that had stuck with her were Scott and Stiles. They weren't popular perse but they were nice, funny and overall just good friends. Moving around she'd always wondered how they were doing.
