Enchantress (Teen Wolf)

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What is fear? For some people fear is looking at spiders for others it's death, and for very few, it's something that makes you weak.

Fear is just one of the things on the huge list called weakness. How does that list go? Good question. All the unnecessary things are on it. Love, fear, trust, friendship, family, laughter, sadness. I like to call myself a 'lone wolf', since they locked me up with a bunch of nut jobs I've decided, I don't need friends, I don't need family and I sure as hell don't need to be scared anymore.

The rain poured heavy on the July night, a storm was approaching due to the humid weather. I stared out the window of the black taxi I was being taken home in, they had to lock the doors as I'd tried to escape 3 times already. Beacon Hills is the last place I need to be, there's nothing there for me anymore but they wouldn't listen. 

The car finally came to a stop and the man they called Adam grasped my arm tight as he pulled me out of the car. He threw my bag over his shoulder and walked me to my door, the grasp was so tight that I knew it'd bruise by morning. He knew I would run the minute he let go, so instead he took me all the way, just to make sure. 3 knocks to the door and it clicked, before opening. There stood Scott Mcall, my twin brother, the nice one as people say. His eyes widened, clearly not expecting my arrival. He opened his arms, wanting and embrace but instead as soon as Adam let go of me I ran, I ran the hell out of that situation.

I ran far, not knowing where I would end up nor did caring about it. I didn't want to be in this situation, I didn't want to be here and the sooner I leave the better. Scott may have been a great brother, but he didn't understand me, he just tolerated me and that's the difference between siblings and twins, he felt like he had to be there.

The past year has been hell for me. Constantly looking over your shoulder, being locked in the 'calm' room, a room with nothing but padded walls. Tests, therapies and the whole thing felt like brainwashing. The real reason I'm here is because I was found in the middle of the woods screaming about glowing eyes and purple lightening, they called me crazy. As if my naughtiness wasn't enough, the banging on about impossible things was the finally line. I knew what I had seen that night, despite the hard work of trying to forget it.

I was still running, I found myself running through woods and then a pair of arms around me and I was taken to the floor. Whoever it was had just picked the wrong person to kidnap, especially when I'm in one of my moods, I was definitely worse than just feisty. I got on top of them and was about to punch them when I saw Scott's face, widened eyes, open mouth in shock. I sighed and got off of him.

"What're you doing?" I spat, brushing myself down and tightening my brunette ponytail. My outfit were grey sweats from the asylum and they were actually great for running in as I had just figured out. Scott took my home and I wasn't aware how long we'd had walked until the tree tops were replaced by a dark sky and stars.