#possessionspuppet

Jennifer was on edge. She had been ever since the portal closed, the enthusiasm had been short lived and replaced with a kind of heavy feeling in her gut. As though she were being watched. Then the sightings started. It would be little things, a familiar silhouette just rounding a corner before she recognised it, a person standing across the road and being gone in the blink of an eye.

She shook it off, she needed to focus. Aleksi needed training. She’d asked him to meet her at the warehouse they’ve worked in before, and he’d informed her Stiles would join them. The boy could do with training too, so she didn’t mind. She’d arrived early, waiting for the boys to join her. She was leaning against a pillar in the dilapidated warehouse when a voice sounded form behind her, 

“You always did come too early to stuff Jules.”

Her eyes went wide and she spun around, that voice, no… Dead. Dead long ago. And there was no one there.

“I always liked that about her.”

She whirled in the opposite direction, no one there. She was losing her mind. Her eyes were wide and she all but ran out of the warehouse, thoroughly freaked out. She saw the boy and almost hid behind them. Instead she ran a shaky hand though her hair and pointed towards the warehouse. 

Theo headed out of school; he was glad to be out of that stupid place. Personally he hated it like other teenagers but he was mostly there to keep an eye on the Mccall pack and their allies. He shook his head; the school was growing more and more into a war zone. Jennifer and his pack were enrolled along with Colin; damn druid was apparently a teacher there. He didn’t like that at all. And of course the Mccall pack; at least what was left of them.

He walked into the woods; they calmed him and gave him time to think. Theo stopped and was about to pull out his ipod and put in his headphones when he he heard footsteps behind him.

“I was wondering when I’d hear from you, Stiles.” he said with a smirk.

It was late in the afternoon, a lot of students were either off in their clubs or gone home for the day, so it seemed like the perfect time. She’d been sitting outside across the street of the school in the bushes, just watching all day. She would be a Senior. She wondered what classes she’d be taking or if her friends would have been in them with her. Empty now, she walked, a large sweatshirt on with the hood up to hide her hair and her face. She didn’t remember dying, but if it was true it would be too startling to people if they saw her in full.