Song for this chapter: Radioactive by Imagine Dragons

Savannah's P.O.V.

After encountering Aimee and Travis, surprisingly, they weren't so bad. They have told me that they never really liked Kate because they were present when Kate was manipulating Allison, trying to kill my best friend. Kate asked them before she got killed if they could forgive her and they declined. Even though they never really liked her, she was still their mom and will always be their mom.

I was currently in my room, lying down on my bed, looking at the ceiling, thinking about my kiss with Brett.

I mean, I am glad Brett was okay, but I didn't expect him to kiss me. I always felt a spark whenever Brett and I made contact, but I don't know what to do. Just because Brett kissed me,and I've been ignoring him, doesn't mean that I didn't like the kiss. It's actually because I did. I liked the kiss. I mean, I know that it might have been a little rushed, but I just couldn't help myself, and I believe that's why I kissed back.

The other problem was Andrew. I felt so bad for hurting him and then running away like as if I had abandoned him. I didn't know of he was gonna be in a coma, hurt, bleeding, or whatever because I just ran off after brutally beating him up. I didn't mean to hurt him. I was just mad. I love Andrew and I always will. He has been like a brother to me and will always be.

All I could feel was guilt. One, because I didn't tell Brett how I felt about the kiss and ignoring him, and Two, because I beat up Andrew the same way that others did to him in middle school.

It was then I felt tears streaming down my face, smearing my make-up. I hid my face in my pillow and began crying my eyes out.

I got up and ran to my drawer before thrashing everything I could find.

"I'M WORTHLESS! I SHOULDN'T WALK ON THIS WORLD! I DON'T DESERVE TO LIVE! I DON'T DESERVE TO BE ALIVE!" I screamed as I thrashed my bookshelf, my books dropping in the process.

I viciously unmade my bed, throwing my pillows and blankets on the floor.

I screamed in agony as I jumped out the window and landed on the ground. I screamed as I shifted into a full coyote and ran on my four legs, into the woods, almost getting hit by a car.

I began to think about everything. Me killing my mom and sister on the full moon. Hearing my sister's screaming and crying, my mom screaming. Me beating up Andrew, feeling powerful as I punched him and hurt him, and worst of all, ignoring Brett after a simple kiss when I could have just made sure if he was going to be okay.

I looked and saw a deer drinking water peacefully. Without a second thought, I ran to it and pounced on it, biting it until it was dead. I started digging into it, eating its raw meat. After realizing what I had done, I shifted into a human again, my hair a mess, my makeup all over my face, and my clothes ripped, my head sweating, and blood on my mouth and hands.

"Savannah?" I heard someone ask. I looked up and saw that it was Travis

I just looked at him before sobbing, looking at the ground. "I'm so sorry! I didn't know!" I said as he kneeled down next to me, and took me in his arms. I wailed into his chest. "It's okay. Everything will be okay." he soothed in a deep, but soft voice.

"Come on." he said as he helped me up, taking me away from the dead deer and back to where I knew I was going.

*Half an Hour Later*

Travis took me to his and Aimee's house. Scott was trying to look for Liam, Andrew and Shawn were trying to hunt down for assasins, Lydia and Stiles were trying to find the third part of the dead pool list, Kira was with her mom, since she was on the dead pool list, and Malia and Derek were looking for Brett's pack.

Aimee was currently wiping off my smeared makeup as Travis was standing,

"There. You're too pretty to cry." Aimee said as she wiped eye shadow off my eyelid.

"I just don't know, guys. I feel like I'm putting everyone's life in danger. I am not a hero." I said.

"Savannah. You're not putting anybody in danger. None of this is your fault." She said.

"I feel like it is. I feel like a monster. I mean, I killed my mother and sister. I almost killed Andrew, along with Malia. I have taken too many innocent lives. I'm nothing." I said as I sat down on her bed and cried into my hands.

"How about we go and try to do something? You want to feel brave, don't you?" Travis asked.

I stood up from the bed.

"That night when Violet attacked me, I felt literally weak. I hate that feeling. I wanna feel powerful. I want to be brave. I want to be fearless. I wanna not be scared. I want to feel strong." I said, raising my voice.

"You know what?" Travis asked. "Put on punching gloves and get ready. We're gonna train you to be brave." he said. "Aimee, let's take her to the training room." he said.

I couldn't believe it.

Aimee and Travis Argent were gonna train me. Train me how to be fearless.

*Some Time Later*

I was punching and kicking a punching bag, taking out my anger out on it, which was making it swing back and forth.

"Good job! Now, since you can't hold a gun or crossbow or a bow, maybe you can throw knives." Aimee said as she handed me some knives as Travis set a dummy.

"Now, Savannah. All you have to do is aim at the right angle before throwing, cause you don't want to stab someone by accident. Alright?" he asked. I nodded as he moved to the side.

I took a deep breath before aiming and throwing the knife, but it slipped and fell, which made me grab another one, aim, and throw, but it fell again, making me groan in frustration.

"Here's something Allison taught us when we first started hunting. If you seem you can't do anything, take a deep breath." Travis said.

I nodded before grabbing another knife, aiming, and throwing. I smiled as the knife hit the target.

"Good job, Savannah!" Aimee said as she hugged me. I smiled as I hugged her back.

"Try this." Travis said as he set a pole with 20 pounds on each side.

"Why?" I asked. "If you want to be strong, you might have to look strong." he said.

I sighed before lying down and gripping the pole.

"Go!" Travis said.

At his command, I began lofting the pole up and down, breathing heavingly as I felt my instincts kick in to tell me to keep going.

After what seemed like almost 10 minutes of lifting the weights nonstop, I set them back and looked at Aimee and Travis.

"Wow. You are so awesome at this. Now, if you want to be fierce, you're gonna need a new look for now." Aimee said as Travis nodded.

They went out and after a couple minutes, they came back.

"Put these on." Aimee said.

She and Travis then left, leaving me alone in the room to change.

The outfit that I had put on was a tight maroon shirt, black leggings, black ankle boots, and a hunter green coat.

I went outside and showed Aimee and Travis.

"Cool! Now, you need something else. Fierce style makeup." Aimee said.

She took me to her bathroom and began her work.

After a few minutes, I felt her hands leave my face. "There." she said.

I looked and saw that I had on eyeliner with a the wing on each side, mascara, blush, and maroon lipstick.

I went back to the training room and saw Travis there.

"There you go. Now, do you feel what you wanted to feel?" he asked.

"Yes. Thank you, guys. I feel powerful, fearless, and strong now." I said.

"Now, time to go help Scott with that asshole Garrett and help him find Liam." I said as I put some knives in my coat.