I woke up in a place that I have never seen before. I've heard stories of it though.
Beacon Hills High School. Multiple murders have taken place here. Also many kidnappings. What is it about this place that attracts supernatural creatures, and death?
A girl rushes past me, blood covering her hand. Hmmm, another werewolf I'm guessing. Honestly, they're like everywhere. I decide to follow her, not to closely to where she will see me, but close enough that I can still hear and see what she is doing. She jumps over a white fence. Impressive.
She jumps over the next white fence and looks over her shoulder. Who is she running from? She sprints in between two buses, and I quickly follow.
What the hell! She lifts up her left arm, and it looks like her left hand had been, chopped off? But, her hand was burning. I hear another pair of footsteps, belonging to another person. I get further into my hiding spot, and watch closely. The girl runs away, again.
Great, now I have to follow her. I turn to see the other pair of footsteps are fairly close, so I quickly make my way to my next hiding spot, trying hard not to be seen.
"The sun, the moon, the truth. The sun the moon the truth." The girl repeats as the person following her walks away. Man, I wish I got a good look at the girl that was following her. I was about to walk away, but I hear the door to the bus open. This isn't gonna end well. I see the weapon in the girls hand. It's a thermal wire. I've used those before, it's makes for and easy kill.
She slowly starts to approach the hiding werewolf, but the werewolf attacks, throwing the other girl on the floor, before rushing off the bus. Aw man, more running.
A truck pulls up, a pretty handsome guy inside, but I could only see half of his face. "Get in! Come on, she's coming, get in!" The guys yells. The girl quickly gets into the truck. The guy suddenly locks the doors. "Seriously? Can't believe you fell for that." The guy smirks before grabbing a knife and stabbing her in the chest.
"No!" I scream. The guy looks at me, before I quickly run off.
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How did I get there? Why was I there? Why did I scream once they killed her? Who were those people? I think I screamed because Allison didn't like to kill werewolves, and she saw the good in people. Yes, I knew that her boyfriend, Scott, was a werewolf, which is why I slowly started to kill werewolves less and less. And I guess when they killed that girl, it made me think of Allison, and how she died. But who were those people?
I rushed to my room to grab my laptop and logged in. I know that I have seen them somewhere, if only I could have seen their faces a little bit more clearly. I looked at the pictures from my last werewolf hunters party. There, that's them. They call themselves the orphans. And the sad thing is, I taught them everything I know.
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The Other Argent
Fanfiction"They killed Allison." I shot my gun, the bullet hitting the deer right in the head. "And now, I'm going to kill them."