That Summer (Teen Wolf FF)

The Letter

"Okay! So lets get down to business." I heard Stiles say.

"Alright what's happening?" I asked sitting down on my bed, the boys sat next to me on each side.

"Erica and Boyd are missing. There are other supernatural creatures in Beacon Hills besides you two." Stiles summed up.

"Oh and Scott keeps using his flipping wolf powers on me, when I need him to help me play lacrosse! I wanna be first line!" I smiled at Stiles, what a cutie!

"Alright so what can we do about Erica and Boyd?"

"Not much, we can go looking but Derek and Isaac are already doing that, they lost the scent."

"Well I don't know what to do, I can scour the books for some other supernaturals?" I suggested. Stiles nodded emphatically.

I smiled and stood up motioning for the boys to follow me. I took them across the house into my dad's room but then realized, I had nothing. I pushed them back into my room.

"What?" Stiles asked confused.

"Well before you two broke into my house, not cool by the way, I was doing something."

"What?" They both asked.

"Something personal." I said through my teeth.

"Okay woah there, sorry!" Stiles said backing up.

"Why don't you two go downstairs and get a snack, I'll be down with all the books in a bit. Just let me do this one thing."

They both nodded and headed out the door, Stiles turned around smiled and then closed my door. I heard them walk down the steps and I quickly got my mother's journal out. I took a few deep breaths and began to read.

'Dear Caroline,

My darling daughter, I'm so sorry I did not get to meet you. I'm sure you are an amazing young girl. Unfortunately there are some things I need to inform you of. Your father won't like me telling you all of this, but it's important you know. I need you to be open minded and strong. The next things I tell you will be unbelievable but remember, everyone says vampires don't exist. Alright. Caroline, you have been alive for a while. I told your father to give this to you when you were ready, so to him it's probably when you turn 400! You were born May 2, 997. I'm sure you're father told you you were born about 17 years ago. Which you were. Only you were born, again. Every hundred years you will be reborn on your birthday at that time. You'll start as a baby, then so on and so on. You won't age past 18. At least you aren't supposed to. But that's something else, each year you will be another supernatural creature, you'll start as a witch, then a vampire, after that I'm not sure. You won't remember the 100 years before you turned back once it's over. Basically, each year you'll grow into another supernatural thing. We won't know until it happens, but we do know you could never be a werewolf. I'm sorry this life is for you. As a child, you were cursed by my own mother, she didn't like that your father was a vampire and I was human. She thought he would kill me. Which he won't ever I assure you. If someone says differently don't believe them. Your father and I are so in love that after I had you he decided to change me. Now we're all vampires.'

I'm so confused, dad said she died right after I was born, she died giving birth to me. But now here is a letter from my mother saying something else. How did she actually die?

'You are so cute! I can't believe how much you've grown already! It's been one month and you already look a year old! We found something today that I needed to put in here. We found the family crest from a decade ago. We are thinking maybe it will give us hints to what you'll become. You should know when you become something, you'll feel different, like another piece of you has been found. You're father and I think this curse backfired, you're already so powerful, your grandma didn't think this through! Oh I hope you never meet her! She's horrendous! If you ever get to have kids don't let me curse them! Not that I would! Don't let my mother curse them either. Wicked old bat.

It's been 5 months and you look like you're six! Your father and I decided we wouldn't put you in a school until you looked 16. But don't worry! We've been giving you William's works so you can read them before he makes them into plays! Oh you loved A Midsummer Night's Dream! The fairies, you said you wanted to be one and who knows you might! Never stop dreaming princess. Never stop.

School has been going well, you finally look 16, unfortunately they don't want girls to attend school so your father and I have been teaching you using our abacus. But sometimes you believe you're too 'good' for it and you run off. But you always come back home. We love you very much darling.

It's May 1, 1097; tomorrow you will be a little baby again. Or so we think, it's not like we can ask your wretch of a grandmother. She tried to come by and see you today and tell you what happened, well her side at least, the lie. Luckily you were out. Your father and I took care of her. We didn't kill her, I couldn't do that and then you came home, so we sucked some of her blood and threw her out.

The curse came true I came into your room to wake you up and you were a baby again, only you looked like a toddler. The aging process is going very fast.

It's been a week and you already look like you're 14. Apparently you have been turned to a witch, we thought that would be first but no. Now we wait another century to see what you become. You've been running off lately, like last time. So I followed you, and I saw you with a boy, curly haired with crystal blue eyes. He was laughing and so were you. I didn't interrupt your moment. I went home and when you came back I saw the happiest looking grin on your face. Your cheeks were flushed and you looked in love. It was beautiful.

It's now 1231, we met your new boy. He's very nice, and he looks at you so lovingly. It's beautiful. You look so happy. But unfortunately he's a wolf. It's too dangerous.

You came home crying today. Apparently you and Isaceyl(Iz-ā-key-all) had broken up. But I believe it's for the best. We may have given you our blessing but he can't change my darling. He apparently told you that this was for you. That he couldn't let you get hurt anymore then you already were. When I asked what he meant you wouldn't tell me. I was worried, your father was worried.

1493, the year that is. We are moving to America. Presently we are on a ship, sailing across the Atlantic. You're very sad to leave everyone but we need a fresh start.

1507-We know what you've become, a slyph, a dainty creature that lives in the air. But since you're a vampire and a witch as well you can decide when to live in the air. It's quite handy, for you at least. For us it's impossible to find you! Especially when you're in trouble, then poof! Into the air!

1508-Yet another creature you have become. A veela, a woman who can lure men with her voice, but only when she chooses. Be careful my sweet.

You found another boy Isaah, same looks, basically the same person. I'm beginning to wonder if this boy lives forever.

1528-He isn't getting older, well maybe a little he was 18, now he should be 48 but, he somehow looks 22. It's confusing. Something is fishy here, but he treats you right and you treat him right. You both want to get married and have kids, but we don't know if you can. God I hope you can! I want little grandchildren running by my feet. I want to hear their sweet giggles and their hearts pounding complete. I wanna see their blue eyes and feel like I'm falling into crystal pools. But no pressure honey!

1560-Isaah and you are celebrating the day you first met 52 years ago.You told us today after the reception that you are pregnant! I'm so excited!

1561-There were complications my love. The baby didn't make it. You tried but he wasn't alive anymore. It's not fair, I know. But you and Isaah can always try again! I'm sorry my darling.

1593-Isaah died. I don't know why or how, but I do know that it was because of something supernatural. You've lost two people now, I know it's hard but you are strong and they would want you to be happy. So be happy.

May 1, 1997-I've been running for a week now. Some weird supernaturals are looking for you, since you are multiple things and extremely powerful. I'm hearing banging in the motel door. Motel Capri, not glamorous but very, uh motel-y? It wasn't completely awful. You are in the shower right now. Your father is going to pick you up soon, we are getting you out of here. Road trip time!

May 2, 1997

I love you, don't ever forget that.'

I was crying by the end. It didn't help that there are blood stains on the last paper. But how did she actually die? Maybe the answer lies within my father's journal?