Voices T.W. UNDER REVISION

3.01

Halloween grows near, but that doesn't stop them. Then being- all of the screams and echoes that fill my brain. "Find him- Go find him- You can't live without him- You love him- Kill for him- Hunt them down- Get him back- Somebody please help me!!" The constant screaming causes a migraine. The screaming gets louder and louder until I open my eyes and reveal an empty bed. The tears still stained my cheeks, my eyes still sore from crying. Josh is gone, and Liam must be responsible. He never liked us together, he never trusted Josh. But, Liam was always the jealous one. Halloween always seemed to make a wolf more powerful, especially this year. This year is the Super moon, the moon gets really close to the sky, and all of the supernatural creatures gain power.

My power has been surging through my veins, I can feel the power getting stronger. Wrapping its claws around my very core and changing my state of mind and body. Lydia's screams have been louder, Scott's roars have been deeper, and with each supernatural noise, Stiles's heart practically jumps out of his chest. Even 300 miles apart, I can still hear his heart jump.

"Mommy!" I hear a faint female child's voice cry out. I look around the bedroom and see an empty room. I place my feet on the cold hardwood floor and rush downstairs. My heart pounding in my chest, I open the front door and reveal the outside. I run to the woods and see a little girl standing in between the trees.

"Mommy! Find daddy, and hurry!" She exclaims. She appears to be around three years old, long brown hair and gorgeous blue eyes. Out of breath, I take a deep breath.

"What did you call me?" I ask curiously. She smiles and looks at me, her eyes wander up and down my body. Her eyes wander off to my wedding ring on my finger.

I hear a low growl from a wolf. I shield the girl behind me and keep my hand up. My eyes change and claws slowly expose from my fingernails. A low snarl escapes my lips, before noticing a boy appears behind a nearby tree.

"Come out, before I kill you." I motion to the boy behind the tree.

"You wouldn't want to kill me, I would be a terrible snack." He replies. I put my hand out. He looks at my hand and shakes his head. My claws return from sight, along with the change of my wolf eyes.

"We need you mommy, daddy is dying." The little girl distracts my attention. I sense Liam coming, I hide the children behind me.

"Run away, now! Go find your father, I can take care of him." I whisper, the kids do as I say and run, making sure I'm fine. Their steady heartbeats make me calm, assuring me that they are safe.

I expose my fangs and claws once more, only to earn a chuckle from Liam.

"Oh such childish games we play, Carrie. No need to expose those, I come to talk, only of peace." He replies, showing his face. His little girlfriend isn't tagging along, she must be hiding somewhere.

"Where's Josh?" I hiss. He smirks and shrugs his shoulders.

"How would I know?" He asks. He walks towards me and smiles.

"You detest him, because you're jealous. You would do anything to hurt me." I snap. I take a step closer to him and look him dead in the eyes.

"Oh please babe, I would never do such a thing." He mocks. I growl and swallow the tears forming.

"Don't call me babe, you lost that right a long time ago. Just tell me where he is and I won't hurt you." I hiss, he laughs again.

"You're getting a vision aren't you?" He asks as he places a hand on my cheek.

"I'm not lying." He adds. My vision changes scenery. I see deep in the woods, by a puddle, Josh laying on the ground, heartbeat slow. Walking away from him is- Scott? I stumble backwards as my vision regains to Liam.

"That's not possible-" I mumble under my breath.

"Who's the lucky killer?" He asks. Through gritted teeth, I place my hand on his shoulder and smile.

"None of your damn business." I hiss. My fist collides with his jaw and I hear a slight pop! I turn from him and rush off into the woods. I hear the kids following behind me. I still need to find out how that's possible. They don't have auras around them, so they aren't dead. And they certainly aren't mine, because we don't have any kids yet. We had talked about it before, but decided that after the wedding would be better.