☾ Jenna Stilinski, the 'baby beta' and underestimated younger sister of Stiles Stilinski. Jenna is filled with nothing but humour, sarcasm and love. The pack try not to pay much attention to Jenna's Werewolf abilities and have only trained her to co...
A few seconds after that Malia came snatching my arm and pulling me away. ''Jenna!'' She desperatly spoke. ''What?!'' I mimicked her tone of voice. ''Scott and Stiles I don't think they- no- nobody believes about these masked guys!'' She spoke as my breath hitched, ''oh.'' ''Oh? Is that all you're going to say.''
''I'll talk to Stiles about it tonight- I'll try to convince him, I mean why would we lie about something like that?'' ''Right.'' She nodded, agreeing with me. ''I'm sure they'll understand..'' I awkwardly rubbed my neck. ''Well I hope they do.''
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Later that night I don't think I needed to even to nag Stiles about these creatures, Malia was already in the opposite room explaining what she saw to him.
It took a long time to doze off actually, and when I did my dreams were riddeled with nightmares.
''Her condition is terminal.'' An artificial robotic voice echoed through my mind as I attempted to move my limbs, looking down to see them pinned into a table, attempting to scream out I couldn't. There was something trapping my mouth together, almost like a bear trap.
I was panicking, crying, there was nobody in the dark room and suddenly the intimidating sound of heavy boots smacking against the concrete floor echoed through the room. The sounds of chains smacking against each was visable as my ears began squeaking, everything becoming a high pitched blur as a larged masked creature tilted it's head over me, moving closer until darkness took over once again
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Waking up in a screaming fit, I smacked the sides of my matress, heavy footsteps causing me to panick until my light switched on revealing a shocked looking dad and Stiles. My dad immediatly rushed over throwing his arm over me as I shakily inhaled and exhaled out of fear.
''It's alright- It's alright!'' My dad exclaimed as I panted gently, looking ariund to see nothing in my room but the usual clutter. ''It's just a dream.'' He reassured as I swallowed harshly. ''Stiles-'' I choked out, seeing he was already facing me.
''It was them.. The guys in the masks.''
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It wasn't until later at school was I finally told that Donovan had some how escaped, I guess my dad didn't want to worry even more than I was last night. I got a grand total of two hours of sleep, despite my 'supernatural' abilities I was still exhausted, constantly checking every corner for one of these 'masked men' I was so afraid, it was like the berserker incident all over again.
Arriving in the libary Scott was explaining something about a 'Chimera' which was a creature made of 'incongruous parts' he was also reading about a Wendigo which was apparently strong enough to beat an alpha in a fight and had crazy big, sharp teeth and were also extremely evil from whatever the pack was talking about.
That night Liam blew me off because he was apparently going to 'work out' with Mason. I wasn't that bothered, I mean I understand Mason was his bestfriend and all, plus I was really in need of sleep. So whilst all my friends/pack were out in the hospital/ working out I was alone attempting to sleep in my bed.
I don't know how long it was before I managed to catch some sleep, when I was rudely awoken by Malia spamming me with texts.
Jenna
Jenna you need to look at this
Wake the hell up it's only 7
Groaning out, I snatched my phone responding with a harsh 'what' soon images of something called a 'dread doctor' sent through, the pictures of the creatures causing me to gasp out in shock. That was it. That was the exact same creature than Malia and I saw taking Tracy away.
