"Stiles?"
I opened my eyes and looked up to see Quil, she was standing up with dripping wet hair and a school swim team hoodie on. She still had no shoes on but there was a few pairs scattered across the floor along with clothes with her bag open. "Hey. Take a shower?" I questioned stretching and rubbing my eye. She nodded slowly picking up stuff and pulling down her black shorts. "Talia offered to let me take a shower and wash my hair."
Nodding slowly I began to help her put her things back in place. She smiled softly before plopping down on the floor tired. "I know you have questions." She said sighing, refusing to look at me in the eyes.
I snorted at her ridiculously obvious statement. "I have more than fifty questions." She glanced at me with a unrecognizable look before her eyes hardened. "Say them then." Smirking I took a deep breath.
"Where are you from?" I asked her.
"Washington." she replied.
"How did you get here?
"Nemeton." she obviously, slighty annoyed.
"How did you know about the Nemeton?"
"I was drawn there. Just like every other supernatural being in the world."
Sarcasm. Nice.
"Do you know why you went into the Nemeton?"
"To save you."
Shocked I looked at her slightly confused at her statement. Sobering up with a laugh I asked her, "And why do you have to save me?"
Quil looked at me for a second in the eyes. As if it was hard to say, or maybe too easy to say. "You are gonna die. I heard this in my mind, a prophecy almost Stiles."
"Stiles will die at the dawn of light. And She will have to save him. By the dawn of time, to save him to get on the track, and back into the track of life. Piece the arrow into souls, tips of silver and gold. The Nemeton echoes quietly waiting patiently for them to awoke." She said the prophecy silently while closing her eyes. My head spun with confusion at the one thing she said that effected me.
Pierce the arrow into souls, tips of silver and gold. Who else had tips of silver arrows? This is either a Hunter or Allison. Although It's gotta be her, Right?
Careful with my next words I stood up straighter, "How will I die? Do you know?" Quil looked at me a little nervously before biting her lip. "I can't tell you that. It would ruin the future."
"Did you come from the future?"
"I came from the same year as you."
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The Past Saving.
Fanfiction"I'm proud of us." <><><><> Stiles Stilinski goes back into the past as a twenty-three year old teenager to prevent Allison Argent's death. He was given only two chances to change these things or else he will be stuck in the past. But instead, along...
