˚☽˚｡⋆l꩜ve, despite ๋࣭ ⭑

Whispers turned to howls of scream,
Nature's fury, unbridled, unpinned,
Homes and dreams, swept away,
In Jean's fearsome sway.

ִֶָ࣪☾. Hurricane Katrina, Maya Anthony.

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They say the world moves slowly when you're excited. The unending nerves shoot up through your veins, giving the illusion that time has slowed down. Jean felt this when she played in the park near her house, especially on the seesaw. She felt like she was flying in slow motion whenever she reached the top. The highs and rushes were enough for the thirteen-year-old girl back then.

In the blink of an eye, the sun retreated and the moon emerged. As quickly as the light faded, she was forced to go home. Unlike the sun, JEAN MARLOWE faced consequences for being late. Her mother had a way with words, and her absence always triggered a torrent of them.

Reluctantly, she left the park, a huff escaping her lips. Her white picket fence house should have its porch light on by now. The front door should be locked, as her mother always did when Jean sneaked out. But tonight, it was wide open.

In an instant, Jean's vibrant world turned dark. Not the color black, but a deep, sinister maroon. She saw a figure she couldn't quite make out, lying motionless on the polished wooden floor. A dark pool spread near the figure, and as she approached, her world slowed again.

She was back on the seesaw, but this time there was no rush, no thrill. Her heart burned with anger and dread. Part of her died that day, along with the figure on the floor. Her beautiful white picket fence house was now a vessel for a hurricane of screams and unbearable pain.

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Maybe we exist to bleed,
Maybe we exist to burn,

Oh, but darling, who can say which? ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

⌦ .｡.:*♡ Disclaimers!

I do not own any of Teen Wolf's original plots, characters, or any established elements. All credit for the world and characters of Teen Wolf goes to Jeff Davis, the original creator. However, in this fanfiction work, I take credit for crafting new adjustments, dynamics, and interactions involving these characters and every new character, that I have fabricated for this story.

Any resemblances between the events, characters, or settings in this fanfiction and other works of fiction or real-life individuals are purely coincidental.

This fanfiction includes frequent depictions of blood, gore, and graphic injuries, along with supernatural violence involving werewolves and other creatures. It also explores themes of death, grief, and intense psychological stress, including fear, trauma, and anxiety.

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