Holy Water Cannot Help You Now

Thousands of armies couldn't keep me out. They tell me I was dead. That I was a hero. There are no heroes here.

[noahcentineoed]

tell me that it’s over, now that you have found me,

walk me to the river, see the willow bowing,

carry me into the water, now we’re d r o w n i n g

[allyabackfromthegrave-blog]

"Shoot me and I may just bite you." 

   ”You aren’t suppose to be in the zone, you are suppose to be dead.”

"Oh I’m terrified."

"Well I’m not dead. Sorry to disappoint."

[allyabackfromthegrave-blog]

"Oh — I’m so sorry. I didnt mean —                  W h a t ?              No. This can’t be happening.    You’re dead. I saw you die. I sent you off. 

"I’m not the only one coming back. Disappointed?"

[allyabackfromthegrave-blog]

"I don’t know your’s either."

"Alright then what do you want me to call you?"

[allyabackfromthegrave-blog]

Offset the Shakes || Allison and Kira

[allyabackfromthegrave-blog]

Seeing Allison come back from the dead was a bit strange for Kira. Perhaps that was what the supernatural life consisted of—Kira wasn’t sure. She noticed that Allison wasn’t herself since she came back which meant Kira wasn’t sure if Allison was a friend or foe. Friend because they had worked together to fight the Oni. Foe because Noshiko was the reason Allison died and Scott was dating Kira. But being the optimist she was, Kira hoped that Allison remembered the good times and not the bad—all the times fighting side by side and not against each other. She hoped that Allison meeting her for coffee would help improve their relationship.

She scanned the crowd for Allison and spotted her waving. Kira waved back eagerly and started walking towards her. First slow. Then fast. Then slow again. Kira’s nerves were undulating: she didn’t know what to feel, but friend or foe, she was nervous. Friend because Kira needed to impress Allison. Foe because who knows what could happen. All in all, Kira wasn’t sure how to deal with the newly resurrected girl, but when she heard her ask Ready to Go she was comforted. The voice was the same as it was a few months ago; this was the exact same Allison—no tricks, no demons—just Allison. She answered confidently: “Let’s go” 

Allison knew Kira was nervous. But even if she was feeding off the paranoia with utter glee, Allison knew better than to keep the kitsune on high guard. She needed Kira to remember the friend that Allison was so that way she could poison her. The old Allison may have acted with joy to find out that her death wasn't for nought, that Lydia and the rest of her friends were safe and okay. But the twisted and corrupted brain of the girl was maneuvering her now. The best part about starting with Kira? The voices didn't come. The jabbing pains of memory didn't bother her. Perhaps the bond wasn't as profound as the others or when she was alone with only her thoughts to keep her company. Whatever it was, Allison was grateful. Killing Kira would be easy.

Allison then forced upon her best smile to see Kira so eagerly walk into her own trap. She could see Kira become more at ease at the friendly tone the huntress gave her and reminded herself to use it more often. With a nod, Allison beckoned her head to the car. "Great, I could really use a caramel frappe." She chuckled as she waited for Kira to unlock the car.

[justoliverpierce]

"You know archery?  That’s cool."

[allyabackfromthegrave-blog]

"I know."

"I don't remember your face."

[allyabackfromthegrave-blog]

"I'm in the zone... so don't distract me or I may shoot you."

[vuoleballare]

Visit Original Link

[carterthebyrne-blog1]

So.

I’m back. 

[allyabackfromthegrave-blog]

How's my dad?

[isaacleyhi]

oh, some things you can’t go back to

insp (x)

[prettylittlebanshee-blog]

I don’t understand.

[allyabackfromthegrave-blog]

I don't either. But I was brought back somehow.

[shxtteredmuses-archived]

Times Passing || Derek & Allison & Alexander

   This wasn’t the most desired situation, if anything Derek would much rather be out in that god forsaken storm. Why was he locked up with a guy he barely knew and a girl he just didn’t like. What made it even more awkward Allison was suppose to be dead, another was who seemed to rise from the dead. It made him wonder if Scott knew? He found out pretty fast about Erica and Laura, even Matt but Allison he knew nothing about. To top it off it was a full moon, similar to the last he felt his control slipping. Derek stepped through the remains of the Hale house, eyes scanning burnt walls. The wind was howling, and sky lighting up with each bolt of lightning. The thunder rumbled, causing him to wince at how loud it was. His body shook from it’s roar, the house as well seemed to shake from the thunder. 

  This storm came out of no where; Why couldn’t he have run into someone else, why these two? He had to keep his guard up around them both. The one, Alexander smelled funny and Allison just smelled like death. Something else but he didn’t know what exactly, something he simply ignored for the time being. Sighing, arms crossed along his chest, eyes scanning the area slowly. His attention was all over the place, the rain, his car, these other two. Why were they out in the rain? The forest to be exact? Sure Allison maybe, she was a hunter one he again did not like. She reminded him of Kate, sooner or later she would turn out like the rest of the females in her family. What was with them? They all were king of crazy, the exception being Gerard. 

   ”It looks as though we will be stuck here awhile.” He muttered, voice a silent echo to the thunder rumbling. Turning from the window, Derek found him self approaching a small broken down chair, turning as he plopped down in it. “So, ether of you want to tell me why you were in the woods?” Derek wasn’t known to beat around the bush. 

[allyabackfromthegrave-blog]

Remembering what she had been told about Derek killing her mother,, Allison found herself in the woods, firing arrows at her target. Practicing and rehearsing how to act were all what she had became now. It was difficult pretending, Allison honestly couldn't figure out any reason why her former self would even care for these idiots. All they seemed to do was get themselves in trouble or make stupid choices, given what she was told. When Derek had showed up to where she was in the woods as it began storming, she almost smirked. Being with Derek during a storm in his own home? She could easily eradicate him and the rest of his family as her aunt had tried years ago. She did remember the uneasiness she felt around him, however. That was still there.

But then irritation set in. Whoever Alexander was, he was ruining Allison's plans. She'd much rather have slaughtered his body in the woods than go home with two strangers. Her eyes would be hollow as she stared at the floor, her chocolatey brown tresses stained black from the water that dripped onto the rotting wooden floor bed. Her pale skin seemed to illuminate in the moonlight and she felt as if the scar on her chest was noticeable. The witches tried to get rid of it to give her back her old form's perfect body. But the scars could not be erased. Allison was told Stiles used the Oni to kill her that Kira had summoned and for that, the huntress hated him. She hated everyone in this room as well. All she could do was think of a way to get rid of Alexander and demolish Derek to have the ball of her destruction rolling. She had not said a single word. 

Hearing Derek speak to them was odd. She had not remembered that voice but something in her mind was prying to get free. She ignored it as she looked up at the werewolf with a deadpanned gaze. "I'm a huntress. I practice. For sport if anything. The main concern is this one." Allison pointed to Alexander with a stoic gaze. "I don't remember him. And I remember the significant ones."

[the-lana-parker-deactivated2016]

[allyabackfromthegrave-blog]

Offset the Shakes || Allison and Kira

Playing with the small vial in her palms, Allison stared at the bottle before looking back up into a mirror, her eyes blank and hollow, much different form the usual gleam in her chocolate eyes. She was waiting for Kira but voices were ebbing in her mind. The girl she once was was hard to adjust to. She didn't know of the good times. Allison knew of the times Scott made her feel inadequate and angry. She knew of her annoyance at Lydia for being rude, as the same went with Jackson. She remembered trying to kill Isaac and Derek but to hell if she could remember her love and devotion to her pack. That girl wasn't dead, she was burrowed deep within the black magic. But dormant she would be. 

Killing Kira should be easy enough. The other girl was sweet and trusted Allison way too much it seemed. All Allison could remember was that her arrival caused the chaos of the Oni and the Nogitsune, which reminded her of her 'loathing' for Stiles. With a frown, Allison slipped the small vial of poison in her pocket, making sure her dagger was on her person. Placing her best fake smile, Allison turned around as she spotted Kira, waving slightly in greeting. The customs were uncomfortable and she much rather preferred to just get it over with. But patience was a virtue and poisonings had to look like an accident. "Ready to go?" Allison asked with a small smile.  

[lavendergerard]

[allyabackfromthegrave-blog]

a mix for the hunter and the banshee {listen}

i. closer - tegan and sara ii. girlfriend - icona pop iii. she keeps me warm - mary lambert iv. past lives - kesha v. please don’t go - barcelona vi. ungodly hour - the fray vii. oblivion - bastille viii. never say never - the fray ix. adieu - enter shikari x. the other side - tonight alive

[prettylittlebanshee-blog]

Allison?

[allyabackfromthegrave-blog]

Lydia?

I'm so glad I found you.

[allyabackfromthegrave-blog]

Yeah well…we were friends before everything went down so I can’t really go 100% with the judgement. 

I don’t think that’s the best idea. Matt’s living with me and I don’t think you’re all together immediately after coming back from the dead. Jackson has like twice apparently and he’s a little off too.

Right. Sorry. I just dunno, everything is so weird. And bright.

Jackson died twice? What? And I know but when I remember everything I can help again. I can still shoot like a pro.