Forgotten // Book One

✅ How they met

*I own nothing but Lillian and any plot that goes with her. ✅ Means that is is edited to the best that I could see. I will be using Trigedaslen, from the 100, as Druid's tongue. Enjoy.*

Three years ago

Lillian raised her head as she sat in the sheriff's station and watched her latest foster father got pushed away from her. Someone knelled in front of her and she looked at him with an empty look as she held a cloth to her forehead, over a gash. He let out a soft sigh before standing up and walking off as he talked on his cellular device. Lillian took the time to look around the dull colored space before the male walked back over to her.

"Hi, my name's Noah Stilinski and I'm the sheriff." Noah introduced himself holding out his hand slightly and watched as the girl looked at it before looking back at him, "Okay." He whispered lowering his hand, "I'm going to take you to the hospital so we can have someone look at your forehead in case you have a concussion, alright?" He asked and Lillian still held her blank look.

"Dad!" Lillian looked over at two rather fluffy haired males before looking forward.

"Stiles, please, take Scott and wait in my office until I return." The sheriff ordered and Stiles looked at his dad confused.

"What, why?" Stiles asked moving closer to his father and noticed the dark haired girl sitting in one of the seats, "Who's that?" Stiles asked pointing to the female who looked at him. He gasped as he looked all over her face and noticed she had a band-aid on her nose and her lip looked like it was covered in something black. "What happened to her?" Stiles asked.

"Stiles, my office now!"

"Fine." Stiles grumbled before giving the female one last look and walking off.

"Come on. Let's get you checked out." Noah whispered and Lillian stood up. She silently followed the male to his car, Noah opened the back door of his police vehicle for Lillian and waited until she climbed in before he shut the door. "Melissa, this is the female I was telling you about over the phone." The curly brown haired nurse smiled at the small female.

"Hello, I'm Melissa. Please follow me." Melissa smile grew slightly as she held out a hand for the teen. Lillian silently followed Melissa to one of the rooms and the sheriff followed closely behind the two. "What's your name?" Melissa asked looking at the female.

"She hasn't been talking much, only giving blank stares." Noah answered for Lillian.

"Do you know sign language?" Melissa asked slowly signing with her hands.

"We tried that, she just refuses to answer any question about anything." Noah informed.

"Noah, I need you to wait out here until we're done." Melissa said and he nodded before taking a seat in one of the waiting chairs. "It's just us girls now. What's your name?" Melissa asked as she flashed a light in Lillian's eyes. "Here, let's try this." Melissa mused pulling out a notepad. "What's your name?" Melissa asked before taking a step back looking at her slightly.

No answer.

"Okay, how about a nickname?" Melissa asked taking the towel off her forehead and took a step back surprised at the color before pushing it to the side making up a lie along the lines of, 'it's just my mind playing tricks.'

Again no answer.

"Here, have a lollipop." Melissa smiled handing over a purple lollipop.