"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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"I gotta meet with the medical examiner and try to find out what happend to Jackson. I've got an APB out on Stiles. His jeep is still in the parking lot so that means... well I don't know what that means. Um if he answers his phone, if he answers his emails. If any of you see him." Sheriff Stilinski said to the three, obviously very worried about his son.
"We'll call you." Isaac reassured the man.
"Look he's probably just freaked out by all of the attention or something. We'll find him." Scott tried to convince him.
"Yeah..." the sheriff went to talk to his colleagues as coach walks up.
All of a sudden Bryce freezes.
——————— *Bryce's vision*
When the flashes of what Bryce figured to be what was going to happen stopped, she found herself alone in the locker room. The room was dark the lights flashing every once in a while. She turned around to the sound of what seemed to be someone writing in the fog on the mirrors.
YOU CANT HIDE FROM ME ANYMORE BRYCE. YOUR MOTHER HAS HIDDEN YOU FROM ME BUT NOT ANYMORE.
Bryce stumbled back looking at the mirror frightened. She turned around only to find her mother hanging from the ceiling. Sobs escaped Bryce's mouth when she saw the words written on the lockers in her mother's blood.
YOU KILLED HER.
———————
A scream sounded through the room as Bryce's eyes shot open. Everyone but Isaac and Scott had left the room. As soon as they heard the scream they ran over to her.
"Bryce, Bryce, hey what happened?" Isaac asked putting his hands on her shoulders.
"No, no, no not again. Why now." Bryce held her head in her hands.
"What is it Bryce?" He took her face in his hands.
When her eyes met his she snapped out of the trance completely. Her breath still ragged, tears rolling down her face. She physically couldn't tell them anything.
"Nothing. We just need to find Stiles." She wiped the tears off her face and stood up.
The two werewolves looked at each other before deciding to just talk about it later.
Scott walked over to Stiles's locker ripping the door off of its hinges. He grabs a shirt and hands Isaac a shoe.
"How come you get his shirt and I get a shoe?" He complained.
Bryce chuckled before she saw the two looking behind her so she turned around and saw Derek.
