Light, Dark and Wolf {A Teen Wolf & Supernatural Crossover}

A Dream to Sum it Up

This is basically a dream explaining what happened when Mel was bitten by Peter.

"What half of the body are we looking for?" I asked my brother -Stiles- and his friend -Scott- as we walked around in the dark woods with only the moon for light. "Ahh.. I didn't think about that." My brother admitted. "And what if the person who killed them is still out here?" Asked Scott. "Honestly didn't think of that either." "Great." I mumbled pulling my jacket around me tighter. "Come on It'll be fine..." Was the last thing he said before his dad spotted him and me and Scott hid behind some trees. His dad had dragged him back to his car and left me and Scott alone in the dark, which was a mistake...

I'd had this dream so many times I know knew how it began, proceeded and then ended. Me and Scott, get lost (Sort of). A heard of deer charge us, we fall down a hill. I help Scott try to find his inhaler, when all of a sudden the light from his phone eliminates the top half of a bloody and shredded body. I never remembered screaming, because I hadn't that night. 

But what I remember was a dark shape when we turned around. It looked straight at us, it eyes glowing red in the dark. We ran as fast as we could, but he had jumped onto Scott and sunk it's teeth into his side. I had tried to kick it, punch it, push it, anything to get it off him but it didn't work. 

Then every time when I hit it on the head. In every dream and on that night it would turn to me and lung, it's pointed teeth liking into my shoulder, and that's when I remember screaming. Screaming from the pain that erupted from the wound. I could of swore I felt something entering through it, not something physical but something, but I knew it was just the pain. 

That's when the scene in the dream always changes, I see Scott on his first full moon, eyes yellow, a set of fangs inside his mouth, his nails longer and hair every where on his face. I didn't need helping identifying what he was, a were-wolf and I was one too but the next part of the dream was always the most confusing until one night. 

The next part was a red timber wolf sitting, no sleeping on my bed. And I didn't understand why it was there until the first time I changed. I didn't just get fangs, nails and some hair, I had paws, four legs, fur every where. I know understand that I was the wolf on my bed and of course every one else now knows too, because that was over a year ago. But no matter how many times I have that dream I always wake with fire in my eyes.