Willow Maeve Stilinski left Beacon Hills when she was only sixteen and pregnant. She was scared and alone unsure who she could trust or love but when Deucalion finds her he helps her understand her powers. She follows the Alpha Pack all the way back...
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"Luke, where are you? Lucius Mischief Stilinski!" Willow screamed chasing after her son in the woods. "Lucius!" She screamed out, her heart racing as tears brimmed her eyes. She was worried as her son escaped her arms and ran towards the woods where two feral werewolves were.
Willow's eyes glowed green as the wind started to pick up around her. "Oh my god." She whispered to herself. "Willow!" She heard someone yell out for her. She rushed towards the voice as the wind blew furiously.
"Lucius!" She screamed in joy seeing her son unharmed with the protection of Scott McCall. "Oh my love." She said rushing over to him and opening her arms for him. "I just wanted to see the fireflies." Luke admitted in a whisper as he hugged his mom.
As soon as Willow held her son, the wind stopped. "You controlled that?" Scott asked confused, "You controlled the wind, Willow?" Willow picked up her son and nodded. "Derek didn't tell you about me, did he?"
Scott shook his head as Willow walked over to him. "Thank you for saving my son. I owe you, Scott." She whispered with a grateful smile. "Go and save your friends. We won't go after them any more tonight, I'll make sure of it."
Scott ran off with Willow's words bouncing in his head. "You are never allowed to do that to me, again. You cannot run off just to see fireflies that don't even glow, my love." Willow told Lucius as she put him down.
"But they did! I saw them." Lucius argued. "Not here, they don't." Willow whispered, brushing his hair away from his face. Willow's phone rang as she quickly picked it up.
"Hello?"
"I need your help."
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"Stiles?"
"Over here." Stiles calls out as Willow and Lucius rush over to the blue Jeep. "What's going on? Are you okay?" Willow asks checking over Stiles' face for injuries. "Willow, Willow, I'm fine." Stiles says, pushing her hands away. "It's Lydia."
"My head hurts." Lucius mutters, pulling on his mom's hand. "Alright come here." Willow picks up Lucius placing him on the hood of the Jeep. "Let me see your eyes." Willow whispers only to her son's eyes glowing black. "I miss your brown eyes. I wish I knew what this was." Willow kissed the top of his head.
"Is he okay?" Stiles asks as Willow helps her son down. "Ask me later. Lydia?" She questions and Stiles nods leading his sister and nephew.
"Lydia? Lydia? Lydia, are you okay?" Stiles asks, rushing up to the strawberry - blonde. "I'm okay.... That, over there...? Not okay." Lydia says shakily. "Lucius, no." Willow calls out as her son rushes towards the dead body.
"Willow, Lucius, Lydia. Lydia, Willow, Lucius." Stiles says quickly introducing them. "How did you get here? What happened here?" Willow asked the girl picking up her son.
