Fear is roaming the halls of Beacon Hills High. Everyone is turning against each other. The Hunt may be over, but evil never dies. To save Stiles, it took Scott's pack to open a door to another world, but no one was expecting something to follow...
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(Josie's outfit in Fast forward time)
Lying in each other's arms in a blissful sleep, Scott wraps his arms around his mate and holds her close to his body, breathing in her soft, dark hair as she rests against his chest. Unconsciously, her thumb trails in soft circles around his skin, savoring every touch every chance she gets when she wakes up in his arms another day alive. Scott groans softly as the sun shines in his eyes. Waking him up from his sleep and his groans stirs Josie in his arms. Scott watches Josie sit up in bed and cross her legs as she rubs her tired eyes. She looks over to him with a soft smile and he sits up next to her, giving her a smile in return. Josie reaches and strokes his five o'clock shadow and leans in to kiss him softly. Scott welcomes her kiss every morning and gives her all his passion, all his love he had for her. Suddenly, they break the kiss when a loud knocking was made at the door. Getting to his feet quickly, he holds his hand up to stop Josie from moving. He flings out his claw and moves towards the door. Carefully opening it, he sighs in relief when he sees it was Chris Argent.
"Let's go."
Scott and Josie quickly get dressed and meet Chris outside. As he was getting into his SUV, Scott and Josie gets on the motorcycle. Scott gives Josie her helmet and helps her get on her seat. Chris drives ahead and Scott slaps his visor down and starts his bike up to follow.
(Scott's VO)
"I'm gonna tell you a story. Maybe it'll sound familiar. There was this kid. Sixteen, alone, and running for his life. He couldn't see them, but he could hear them getting closer. They had guns, crossbows. They were hunting him. It started on the night of a full moon. Something came at him. Something bit him. And it changed his life. It changed everything."
Meanwhile, a 16 year old boy runs for his life through the streets of San Fransisco, running from the hunters. Sweat dripped from his face as his breath pants heavily from his lips. He stops to rest against a metal beam, but slowly looks over his shoulder and sees two hunters with crossbows heading towards him. He gasps in fright and runs again. They shoot at him, but miss. The boy runs and runs, dodging arrows flying around him till he finally feels one stab into his leg. He screams in pain, but doesn't stop till he found shelter in a building that was under construction. He limps inside and finds a place to rest. He knew he didn't have much time till they will find him.
Suddenly, loud growling was made behind the tarps. Two sets of growling. The boy freezes in terror as his body shakes. He hears blows landing and people groaning in pain. Wind begins to roar and he sees a hunter flying backwards into the air and land against a beam. Sliding down to the ground as he was knocked out cold.
Panting anxiously, the boy sees three figures walking out of the shadows and around the tarp. Scott and Josie emerge first from the shadows, their eyes glowing bright red as the boy looks at them with wide eyes. His wolf forcing to come forth and show them who he was showing them his yellow wolf eyes. The boy could feel the wolf bowing before them inside his soul. Scott and Josie's eyes dim back to their natural color, as well as the boy's and the three of them walk towards him. Josie moves to kneel beside him. The boy flinches, but Josie slowly takes his hand, giving him a gentle smile as touches him. The boy sighs in content as he feels comfort. His heart beat slows till it was a steady pace. He frowns at her, but she keeps giving him a gentle look.
