It's about Stiles Stilinski..Do you need anything else.. I think not

He whispered in my ear softly, mumbling, "Don't worry sweetheart, the pain'll be over in a few seconds." Unfortunately for me, my eyes were in pain, and I was crying. "It.. it hurts.." I gasped, before the strange man squirted water in my eyes. I'd just been tear gassed for peacefully protesting, and a man had taken me to the middle of the group so I could get treated. "I know, but it'll go away soon. Right now, I have to go on the front. Stay safe here," he replied, before helping me stand up and moving to leave. Once my eyes were finally able to see without hurting so much, I saw him poking fun at the officers, shoving them with his finger. I smiled softly, wondering who he was.

We are anonymous. We are legion. We do not forgive. We do not forget. Expect us.