Were-Banshee

Dark lines of vision part 2

Lena's Pov.

'Lena. Lena'

Whispers filled my head as I awaken to a dark place.

'Lena help us. Lena'

The whispering just increased. Cries for help were everywhere. There was no escaping it.

'Lena, it's me, Frescra, your real sister.', said one in particular voice.

'Who?', I reply/

'Im your real sister lena. You don't remember me but I remember you. I had to give you away when mom and dad died. I wasn't old enough and we had no living relatives. I miss you.', says Fres.

'Are you like me?', I ask.

'If you mean a were-banshee, then ya.'

'When can I see you? Where are you?'

'Thats not important now lena. I just want you to know about something.'

'What?', I ask.

'Theres a prophecy in the family name that says that the second born hybrid will turn into a skinwalker.'

'A skinwalker is a what? What does it do that is so evil and bad?', I ask.

I begin to hear a reply but that is shortly cut off and I realize that something was waking me up.

Something evil.

Something not right.

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Stiles Pov.

So far we've saved Issac, Twin boy, and Boyd. We still need to check on Scott and any other werewolves.

We've figured out that it is only werewolves.

We also figured out that this is a hot spot for deaths.

That's right,

Murders

Suicides

All that.

There's a cry of pain coming from a room next to us.

More of a moan.

Probably just some kids having sex.

Then that moan turns into quite a cry of help.

Almost as though they're stabbing her.

I reach the door and twit the knob to find it unlocked.

Just as I do that the cries of pain stop.

I turn to Lydia and Allison who are following me.

"Should we go in?", I ask them in barely a whisper.

"Lydia and I'll take care of it. You go find Scott.", says Allison.

"Okay. We meet here in 15.", I say.

They agree and I head in the opposite direction wondering if that was the right choice.

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Allison's Pov.

"Come on Lydia. Let's go figure out what happened.", I say.

"Okay, but I'm not liking it.", she replies meaning every word.

I slowly creak open the door and walk in. Lydia soon follows after I I've her the okay to enter.

There's no blood...

....so far. But that doesn't mean there won't be soon.

We continue to walk until we reach the bathroom.

I try the handle and it's locked.

"Lydia, step back.", I say.

She follows my command and goes behind the unmade bed. I kick at the handle hard repeatedly until the door creaks open. Then I take a step inside and look around.

I see lena is laying in the tub with a uncomfortable looking position taking the form of her body.

We should have checked on her sooner but I guess we forgot.

I go to shake her but she kept repeating something so quite that I would have never heard had she spoken up a little.

She slowly turns toward me and whispers constantly,

"Reportant omnes potentes Skinwalkers.", she says in latin.

"All hale the mighty Skinwalkers."

Oh, shit.

➰➰➰sorry guys for the late update, I just forgot how long it had been since we updated. So for those of you who picked that up, Skinwalkers. I had to do serious research to make that possible. But it was indeed hard just picking one beast to make her become in the future so you shall see some similarities and differences from the
Navajo Skinwalker legend. The next chapter will be more about the motel and later, there will hopefully be info on this whole prophecy o skinwalker thing. Now I know hannakah is going on right now for some of you and for others there's Christmas, kwanza, other things. I just wanted to wish you a happy holidays. There maybe an update BOTH, oh ya I said both, on Christmas and Christmas Eve. And did you see I got three Povs in this one? Amazing I know!
So I'll update real soon.
Thx,
Syla