"well shit." I said as I felt my self hurdle towards the pavement where a bunch of on lookers stood with their phones filming my epic at fail at being a hero. it wasn't my fault, I am the citys favourite hero! okay maybe that wasn't exactly true, but it wasn't a lie either, sort of...
I blinked as a million thoughts flashed through my head, I heard people screaming as I was only a sort length from death. my long blonde hair flipped ever so graciously in the hair, I wasn't screaming at least. I could have been, I mean imagine how scary this is. I was pushed of a skyscraper and this isn't what I would call the 'highlight' of my day. I could hear evil laughter echoing behind me as I fell, the smell of metal flooded my ears and panic flooded from my system. well I'm gonna die.
that's when I realised I was going to die an idiot, I closed my eyes awaiting my death as I saw the ground only metres away. nothing came, I squeezed my eyes tighter as warmth surrounded my body, maybe this is what death feels like.
I opened my eyes to see a forest, the leaves crunched underneath me as I stood up, glancing in every direction, my senses taking in everything, the smell of an animal fill my nose holes, my ears tingled as an animalistic growl emitted from behind me. I spun around to see a lady whose face was morphed into some sort of creature.
I laughed humorously "wow, if this was suppose to scare me into leaving new York, this is horrible" I stared at the lady who seemed to approaching me like I was a piece of meat. my hands flew up to my face, I sighed in relief as I felt the cool fabric of my mask.
"oh sweetie" the lady spoke wickedly cocking her head to the side "this is most defiantly real "
she lunged her claws lashing out at my face, I spun to the left last minute and sprinted as fast as I could, the moon peaked through the trees as my boots crunched under the leaves and growls echoed behind me. I sword on my waist, I felt the leaves change under my boots into road. an almost angry growl came from the lady and she glared and walked aback into the forest, before she finally left, in one swift movement her hand went from her waist and whatever It was embedded its self into my shoulder. I stood there in pain staring at the retreating figure. the next thing I heard was the screeching of tires and I was out like a light.
the first thing I noticed when I came back to reality was to boys staring at me with a guilty expression and a older doctor whose face held suspicion. my hands shoot towards my mask as my body tensed in horror, thankfully my figure tips brushed over a fabric. looking around I noticed this wasn't my town, the sign to the left of me said 'beacon hills'. I groaned holding my shoulder as pain shot through it, I shot up and a boys arms tried to steady me as I fell forward. looking saw a familiar looking face.
"Dylan O'Brien" I mumbled questioned tiredly and in complete confusion. I stared at the boy haired boy, his brown eyes shone in confusion.
"who is Dylan O'Brien" 'Dylan O'Brien' asked in confusion as 'tyler posey' stood confused
"you are" I pointed at him, and my eyes widened in horror "your-- your stiles stilinski"
