Ουπς! Αυτή η εικόνα δεν ακολουθεί τους κανόνες περιεχομένου. Για να συνεχίσεις με την δημοσίευση, παρακαλώ αφαίρεσε την ή ανέβασε διαφορετική εικόνα.
Death. It's an unstoppable force of nature. It was also something everyone in our world greeted with open arms. We feared it, yes, but we welcomed it when the time arrived. That's why we have the small tattoo on our wrists. The date you would meet your end. The date of your death was perfectly written in black cursive.
When you come into this world, you have one purpose. That's to live your life and live it to the fullest. I would forever remember the words my mother always told me, "live life with grace and beauty." For us, it didn't matter how long you lived. Most people lived long and healthy lives, surely going into their 70's and 80's. Me, I would only live until I was 17.
There was no way of telling how you would be taken out of this world or who would take you out. I didn't know that my death would be because of a supernatural creature. I didn't know that when I died I would leave behind a boyfriend and a pack.
The latest supernatural threat rolling through Beacon Hills was a group of vampires. I'd never once thought that there would be vampires in the world, but since werewolves are real, I guess anything is possible. Our pack was dealing with them, but we knew nothing of this species, so we were extra careful with these beings. The McCall pack consists of myself, Scott, Stiles, Lydia, Allison, Malia, Kira, Liam, and my boyfriend, Isaac Lahey.
Days leading up to my death, the once dark ink on my skin was beginning to fade. Isaac was deeply concerned and didn't let me leave his side. The day that I was supposed to die was worse. He kept his eyes on me at all times. I get that he didn't want to let me go, but it was inevitable. It was going to happen no matter what.
We'd spent the night together, absorbing the warmth that radiated from our bodies one last time, before I was gone. Other than that, the day continued on as normal. The pack was planning something big, that could potentially get the vampire problem figured out. I went along, not letting my fate be a handicap.
The vampires had been all over town. They looked like normal people and walked around in sunlight. You wouldn't have been able to single them out unless you knew their scent. The smell of death and the cold air that surrounds them.
The pack realized most of them had taken up residence in Derek's building. Derek kept the building empty, but he'd been gone for a while so he didn't know who was there. We all went, prepared to fight. I may have been human, but I was a hunter. Strong and intelligent. Brave and determined.
Isaac and I were currently waiting for the rest of the pack to show up. We sat in my car, waiting for Stiles' jeep or Scott's bike to come into sight. For this mission, Allison and I would be teamed up. It was usually Isaac and I, but I denied because he would be distracted.
"Be safe today." Isaac reminded me. I looked from the entrance of the parking lot to the curly haired boy sitting next to me. He was looking the same way I was, eyes squinted because the sun was in his eyes.
"I always am. You know that." I said softly. Isaac's gaze moved to me. His normally bright, blue eyes were dull and sad. Small specks of grey along his iris. That was a color in his eyes I'd never seen. All the time I've spent looking into his eyes and I'd never once seen any grey. There was usually specks of green or even orange, but never that grim color.
