Youngest Banshee

Laura was strong, especially for being the younger banshee, however she had never shown the extent of her powers as of yet. “I am not a child Mieczyslaw Stilinski.” Spitting out his full name she eyed him up and down. “Lydia loves you, so I won’t hurt you, yet.” 

“Well, Beacon Hills is in for a rude awakening, I am home and the social scene is going to become a whole lot better than it currently it.” 

“No Stiles, I’ll scream off your ears until they bleed and burst.” Laura eyed the boy who crushed over her sister for years beyond years. “Lydia isn’t the only banshee in town.” 

listening to her sister, the girl didn’t realise what family she really was brought into, what she returned home to. so she wasn’t going crazy, banshee’s were real things, real people, her sister was one, her twin was a siren and the younger twin and youngest martin wasn’t about to spill that her accident caused her own set of powers to come forth. “you have no idea who I am anymore, Scar. Thank you for telling me though.” she knew that her sisters didn’t particularly like their father, however Laura was close with the man, but he did cause her accident. “you may hate him Scar, but he never stopped talking about how he wanted us girls back together.”

“Trust me.” Laura hissed slightly, her heels making her closer to the height of the brunette than she was usually. “She knows you exist, she cares about you Stiles, and if you hurt her, you’ll never hear the end of it.” 

she didn’t enjoy the fact that the martin twins were at each other’s throats at almost all times, the three martin’s never really got along. the banshee’s eyes narrowed in on her sister, squinting as she could see a flicker of something else in the double’s eyes. “what are you?” she asked harshly, standing up as she looked upwards slightly at the taller one. “and what is our sister? what have you kept from me while I was in New York with daddy?” 

“Moving to a new town isn’t always that fun, but someone like you should make it fun, don’t cha’ think?” 

“Look if you ever hurt my sister, I will end you.” 

“So someone wanna explain the social scene around here?” 

“So, do you want to explain to me what is going on? I’m over being left out of the loop. I’m sorry I got forced back here, if you want me back in New York, where you can pretend I don’t exist, I’ll go. But please, just talk to me, I just need my sister to talk to.”