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flashback to when Elsa was 8 and Stiles was 10.

Elsa's POV

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All I can remember is total numbness. I was frozen, in total shock. My parents were just murdered, saving my life.

3 large men in trench coats broke into my house in the middle of the night and attacked my family. My father killed one of the men but he wasn't strong enough to kill the other two. I was hiding under my bed the whole time listening to the tragedy. They walked into my room and dragged me from the bed.

I was kicking and scratching and biting but it was no use. I closed my eyes and wished for this to be over quickly and when I opened them, the men were on the ground... dead.

A police office slowly walked in my room with his gun pointed at me but soon lowered it once he realized it was me. He looked around and then looked back at me with wide eyes, just sitting on my bed. He quickly picked me up and brought me outside to his police car. He called for backup and then ran back inside.

"Stiles, stay with her please!"

Who I'm guessing was stiles just nodded his head with wide eyes and looked me up and down. I didn't realize some of my cloths was torn and I had blood on me. He went in the trunk and brought back a blanket.

"The pain will go away.." he said.

"I'm not cut." I quietly mumbled, still looking at the ground.

"I'm not talking about that, I'm talking about your parents... it will go away soon." He said not looking at me.

I lifted my head and look him straight in the eye, and I could tell he was right, and he's recently lost his mom. I stood up and hugged him. He waited a second and then hugged back.

"Thank you... and whatever is bothering you...it'll be okay." I said

I unlatched myself from him when the police man came outside again, he picked me up and brought me to the ambulance that just pulled up, along with 2 other police cars. I turned my head and looked at Stiles one more time. He had tears running down his face but he still smiled and waved, and so did I.

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That was all I remember from that night.The next day I was sent away to live in foster homes. The longest I stayed in one house was 6 months, they always said I was too difficult or too antisocial. It's not my fault I'd rather not live with complete strangers.

One night in a new home in California, I don't know where exactly, I heard rocks being thrown at my window. I opened it and looked down seeing a big man with a leather jacket and scruff on his face.

"Hey uhm Elsa Walker?"

I heard my fathers voice in my head

Don't trust everyone okay, be cautious, not everyone is as nice as us.

I didn't listen to it.

"Yeah..."

"We'll I'm Derek Hale, I used to be uhm friends with your parents. When they died they told me they wanted you to live with me, but they took you away before I could get you, so if you just come with me I'll explain everything."

I walked away from the window and I heard Derek mumble shit. I grabbed my bad with all my stuff and quickly packed everything else, I slipped on a pair of vans and stuck my head out the window. Derek looked surprised that I actually came back.

"Okay, here catch." And then I jumped.

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!starting a stiles fanfiction!

hopefully I'll update regularly

-jaime