Willow ↠ Teen Wolf

[39]

"Hello, Rain."

Rain Harper and her husband were in their living room when their front door was swung open. Even though he was a mere mortal, her husband took a protective stance in front of her, shielding her from the three invaders.

"Tut, tut." The man shook his head as they walked in. "Took us a while to find you. But of course, you knew I was coming didn't you?" He smiled at her, the other two stalking around the Harper couple. "Or did leaving your pack dampen your powers?"

"They're alone." The woman sniffed the air and didn't catch another scent.

"And you've sent her away." The man spoke up again, almost sounding disappointed. "Pity, I'd like to meet her."

"Rain, get out of here." Mr. Harper said when he saw the larger guy's claws extend.

He took out his gun and pointed at the trio in front of them earning two growls. Even though he knew his efforts were futile, he hoped to earn a small window of opportunity for his wife, the mother of his daughter.

"I love you." Rain whispered with tears in her eyes.

She quickly turned around when she heard gunshots and rushed out of the backdoor. Thinking about her ten year old daughter, she pushed herself to run faster. Inside the house, Mr. Harper put up the best fight a human could do against two werewolves. He knew they were just teasing him, making him believe he stood a chance. The first man didn't even bother to fight as he stood still, waiting for the other two finish the job. Getting bored, the larger man punched Mr. Harper in the chest, the force breaking flesh and bone. He smirked and pulled his hand out with Mr. Harper's heart in hand.

Dropping the bloody heart to the ground, the three shared a look and with a nod they walked to the back, catching up on Rain in a blink of an eye. The large man quickly wrapped his arms around her, digging his claws into her arms.

"That was..." The leader of some sorts reached them. "Amusing."

"You're a psychopath." Rain replied gritting her teeth.

"I'm a visionary." The man snarled and nodded to his right, not wanting his hands to get dirty.

He turned around, walking to the front of the house as Rain Harper's dead body fell to the ground, her head following suit, soulless eyes looking at the back door.

"No!" Willow woke up with a gasp, out of breath.

She rubbed her face, trying to get that image out of her mind. It had been a while since Willow saw the worst nightmare of her life. Throwing off her covers, Willow made her way to her bathroom, stepping over the broken pieces of glass and wood left on her floor from earlier. Barely making it to her toilet, Willow hurled the contents of her stomach once again. With a groan, she flushed it down and made her way to the sink.

Deciding not to sleep, she started cleaning up the mess she created before. Keeping as quiet as she could, Willow took the broken desk and chair outside, putting them next to the garbage can. Remembering what Stiles had told her once about making a board, she took out a large piece of paper from her art supplies and laid it down. Tapping her pen on the floor, all Willow had managed to write was the Alpha pack, animal deaths and chanting.

"I don't see anything." Derek shrugged looking at the matching bruises on Lydia and Allison's arms.

"Look again." Scott replied with a sigh.

"How is a bruise gonna tell me where Boyd and Erica are?" Willow had asked the same thing but Allison had a reason to believe it was a lead.