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5. The Woods

I was playing cyberpunk. It's my brother's who of course didn't want me near it. I gave doe eyes to Félix and here I am. But thank God, my peace didn't last. Stiles called me and said, 'Dead body in the woods. Help out?'

'Finally,' I thought.

'Yeah, I'm all for dead bodies,' I said and headed out.

It was gruesome. Somebody boiled his brain. Man looked funny.

Lydia found him. He had a crucifix in his hand. Stiles sensed we might need that crucifix. So, behind his dad's back I moved it and gave it to Stiles.

The whole pack later gathered in Derek's loft and I decided to join. I do hold a grand responsibility of saving them and none of them complained (verbally. I'm a sweet person).

That man showed no outer injuries. Just his brain was boiled. So, no human did this. And this supernatural person can attack more people. That crucifix was just a crucifix. It gave us no clue. The man was just trying to scare of his killer by holding it out. Killing motive is unknown.

I admit sitting in front of a tv and watching a show where a bad guy is on loose is easier than actually being in one of those situations. I'm a bit afraid. Don't get me wrong. I've done every shit a normal eighteen-year-old can do and faced every danger a normal eighteen-year-old can face.

But this shit is serious shit and this isn't just a tv show to me anymore. People died in this show before and I didn't give a damn. This time I will because I need to go home. (Or because... something I don't wanna say out loud. I'm not a weenie.)

The meeting was a disaster too. Nobody knows what to do and nobody knows who to catch. And I think they suspect me. No, they suspect me of course. I'm new in this town and I have a somewhat power.

And not complaining about me joining the pack meeting was the result of their suspicion. You have to keep enemies closer, right? At least my emotion reading says that. I stayed silent and didn't miss the fact that the patrolling was harder near my house.

That night I practiced if I could hide my scent with my power. I needed that if I wanted to sneak my ways into the woods that night. I felt uneasy. Because a mark appeared in my arm. Three red lines. And I have a bad feeling about them.

I'm a dope motherfucker so I couldn't figure out how to mask my scent. (Stiles, where are thou? Sorry, you are pissing Derek off now, I forgot). As nothing could be done, I couldn't just wait this out.

I used the window (I may not be a werewolf but I'm still ME) to get out of the house. Not that Ajax and Félix would've heard me if I used the front door. They are BUSY. But not taking any chance.

Woods are creepy at night. It gets more creepier when someone who boils brains is on loose. I tried to sense any mischievous or something like violent emotion. As I said I'm still a beginner but I caught onto some anger. I started to move in that direction.

I walked like five minutes. Then I got caught by Liam who was on patrol. He called Ethan who immediately showed me his teeth and started to drag me somewhere.

'Great toothpaste,' I said somehow. He ignored me.

I heard Liam calling the others. I know I'm dope but at least they're in front of my sight.

Suddenly we heard a really loud scream and both of them stopped on their tracks.

'Lydia! That way!' Ethan shouted and pointed at somewhere and ran. And he didn't forget to drag me with him by my sweater collar.

I was a mess by the time we reached the place. I got scratched everywhere. Everyone was there. Lydia was sitting in the ground shaking. Scott was by her side trying to calm her down.

'What are you doing in here?' Derek growled at me.

I looked at him. Shit! He seemed seriously pissed.

'Look, I...' I started to say but Lydia interrupted me, 'We need to find a bowl. I hear voices from around here,' she looked around and continued, 'it's gonna explode.'

'You sensing death?' Scott asked.

'All I'm sensing is death,' she replied shaking.

A chill went down my spine.

'Why the woods? Nobody's ever in here except us,' Liam said.

'Because whoever's doing this is doing it for fun. Or wants to frighten us,' Stiles said. Everybody looked at me. And all of them flashed their eyes and teeth to me (at least who had them).

'I'm not doing this!' I said.

'Then why are you here?' Derek barked at me. And I flinched.

'I'm not doing this. Listen to my heartbeat,' I said looking at them all.

'Can you tell how strong?' Stiles asked Lydia.

Lydia looked up. Her face distressed, 'Very. Can harm some houses too!'

'I'm sensing energy. Please,' I pointed towards north, 'that direction!'

They still don't trust me but they ran anyway. Dragging me of course. And I still haven't healed my previous cuts.