After Alice's sacrifice to save Scott, she was laid to rest. But Scott and his friends unknowing what she really was, she came back to the land of the living. Just in time for a new threat that snakes it's way into her's and her friends' lives. Will...
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The next day had arrived and after what had happened with Derek and his pups, I felt in power, like I could do anything. In theory, I could do anything. I walked the hallways of Beacon-Hill High, and at the stairs that lead to another level was Stiles and Scott talking to one another.
"All right tell me about your boss," Stiles had stated, as I had approached them, both stopped what they were doing to turn their gaze to me.
"Hello boys," I spoke with a smirk on my face, Scott just gave me a smile, Stiles looked at me funny, his head tilting slightly.
"I don't see it," Stiles finally spoke after a few seconds of staring. "Where's the green skin, ugly complexion, broomstick, and pointy hat," Stiles asked as he just stared at me. I groaned as I rolled my eyes at him.
"You told him?" I directed my question to Scott who just looked at me with an sorry look. "Yes, It's true, I'm a Witch," I had now directed that question to Stiles who looked up at me as they both were sitting. His face sort of lit up like a phone.
"That... Is awesome!" Stiles stated with too much excitement in his voice. "Do you have a--" But before Stiles could finish I put my hand up to stop him.
"If you say wand, I'm going to make you mop the yellow-brick road... With your blood," I spoke with a dark tone, to match with my gaze. I see him swallow the lump in his throat, slightly scared to say another word to me.
"Back to your boss," Stiles states quickly, looking at Scott as he just sat there staring at us.
"Uh, he thinks that Allison's family keeps some kind of, uh, record of all the things that they've hunted. Like a book," Scott states, looking between Stiles and I.
"He probably means a bestiary," Stiles replied looking at Scott, who had no clue what he was on about.
"What?" Scott replied, looking terribly confused.
"A Bestiary," I said looking at Scott, but he began to smile and laugh at us.
"I think you mean bestiality," Scott replied with a smirk on his lips, as we stare at him. I don't want to think about what's inside his head.
"Nope, pretty sure we don't," Stiles states, looking at Scott with an unease expression.
"It's like an encyclopedia of mythical creatures," I said, my eyes gazing at Scott whose face fell.
"How am I the only one that doesn't seem to know anything about this stuff?" Scott states clearly annoyed about not knowing a lot about the supernatural world.
"Okay, you know, you're my best friend, you're a creature of the night, it's kind of like a priority of mine," Stiles explained with hand gestures to make his point across.
"Ok. If we can find it, and it can tell us what this thing is," Scott states looking at Stiles and I.
"And who," I said, as it was important to know who this creature was, and how to stop it.
