What They Don't Tell You

Prologue

A tree root raised out of the ground, caught the foot of the young woman racing between the trees. Growling as she crashes to the ground, a whistling to her left brings a bright flash. Momentarily blinded she raises her hand to cover her eyes, stumbling forward through the forest again. This time the sounds of pursuit are much closer. A four-wheeler can be heard in the distance coming from somewhere to the right. The girl turns in the other direction her vision starting to steady.

Distracted by the sounds of the approaching engine the girl misses the second whistling noise until it's too late. The force of the arrow burying itself in her left shoulder spins her, and then another arrow in quick succession enters her other shoulder. A loud howl rips from the girl, her eyes turning a bright gold as she tears the arrows out of her body. Her run never ceasing as her head swivels back and forth picking up other noise of pursuit. Hearing another four-wheeler behind her she picks up her impossible pace. Heading away from all the noise she doesn't sense the trap until it's too late. A man jumps out thirty feet ahead of her aiming a crossbow at her head. She smirks wickedly and darts to her right where another man waits with a crossbow.

Snarling and skidding to a stop she turns in the opposite direction as the first man releases his arrow in unison with the second. The girl can't avoid both and the second arrow pierces her lower calf, her head thrown back, she releases another howl. This one can be felt on the air and it sends every animal nearby into frenzy. The girl stumbles forward a step and another arrow is shot through the opposite leg and she drops to the ground. The girl lays there a moment and the only thing that can be heard is her panting, and then footsteps approach, crunching the leaves underfoot.

A low growl rumbles from the girl's chest as she pulls herself into an upright position to face her attackers. A heavy boot slams down on one of the girls injured legs, a half scream, half howl erupts from the girl. Rough laughs come from the trees around her as several men emerge from the shadows. The girl continues to growl while looking up at the man standing above her. Then she glances around at the others there are five men in all. A small smile appears on her lips.

"What the fuck you smilin at girl?" The man standing above her raises his boot to kick her again.

"Servayo!" The man grimaces and returns his foot the ground.

"My bad boss man." Servayo raises his hands and backs off glaring at the girl on the ground the whole way. The girl starts to pull herself off the ground, she gets about halfway when the second man pushes her over with his foot.

"No one said for you to move wolf."

"Good, because I don't take orders." The girl spoke for the first time, her voice raspy and hoarse from running so far. They had been chasing her for days, and she was very tired. She reaches down to pick leaves from her tattered shirt. The girl's statement earns a small smile from the man and smirks shared between the men.

"I suppose you don't Omega. It's a shame really that we have to kill you, you're quite beautiful. Eh Servayo?"

"So beautiful-" Servayo's tongue flickers out to lick his lips suggestively. A visible shudder ripples through the young woman. The men standing around her all grin nastily. The girl recovers quick throwing a disgusted look at the men surrounding her.

"You're not my type, so thanks, but no thanks fuckface."

"Such a dirty mouth for a girl." Servayo clicks his tongue.

"I'm not like other girls." The girl rips one of the arrows out of her right leg, her eyes glowing gold and come to a stand balancing on that leg while catching her breath. It's only a moment later the other arrow is jerked out too. Several men raise their weapons at this movement. The girl bares her teeth at them, her fangs glistening in the moonlight. The leader raises his hand to stay their movements. He then turns to study the girl again.

"You know what I want."

"No idea actually." She says shrugging. The man's jaw clenches, his eyes flashing dangerously.

"Listen here girl-"

"No, you listen. I'm not saying shit, so just get on with whatever you're going to do." The girl stands straight, her eyes glowing gold again, her brow becoming thicker and her fingernails extending into claws as she growls at the men surrounding her, flashing her fangs once more. The man in front of her purses his lips and nods once.

"So be it, I gave you a way out, and you choose how to proceed. Remember that." A loud growl grows into a howl as the girl launches herself at the nearest hunter catching him off guard. Her claws slash through his throat as she jumps over his falling body and into the woods, arrows flying all around her. Dodging most she felt several arrows open stinging cuts on her arms and legs, and the

She's not sure when the sounds of pursuit fade from her ears. And is even more unsure if she outran the hunters or if they backed off on their own. A large hill looms ahead and a strange smell fills her nostrils a mix of chemicals, blood, death, and life. As the girl reaches the peak of the hill she stops to take in the town below. The girl wobbles a bit her body starting to shut down after being on high alert for so many days. The last thing she sees before blacking out is the sign to the building in front of her.

Beacon Hills Memorial Hospital

"Made it—"a soft sigh escapes her lips and her eyelids flutter shut, welcoming the darkness.