Is This The World We Created?

Chapter 1

Just look at all those hungry mouths we have to feed
Take a look at all the suffering we breed
So many lonely faces scattered all around
Searching for what they need

The supernatural creatures huddled together, moving behind the wizard who they were trusting to take them to safety. Each of them could tell that he was being honest, but trusting anyone these days…was never a good idea. However, if they couldn't trust another Supe' who could they trust? Plus, they'd heard of sanctuaries being built up all over the USA. They didn't know where they were though, but word had spread, before the amenities had gone off, electricity, gas, internet, the world had ended with the revelation of the supernatural world. At least those with contacts had caught wind, and it gave them all hope that this wasn't the end for them.

The sight of sanctuary was a welcoming sight for them all, as the starving finally received something substantial in their bellies for the first time in months. All were welcome, all were expected to follow the rules, and all knew what happened should you break the rules.

Safety was the priority here, and nobody wished to break it.

The Supe's cursed Scott McCall to the deepest pits of hell.

Is this the world we created?
What did we do it for
Is this the world we invaded
Against the law
So it seems in the end
Is this what we're all living for today

Not that there was much to see from Sanctuary, he thought, gazing out along the field to the edge of the sanctuary, where there was nothing but fire, ash, smog and buildings that looked like they came out of a warzone, also something accurate. The all-out war between the supernatural and the hunters – all humans were referred to as hunters now – was still ongoing and bloody.

Three long years, it had been since the first news broadcast about werewolves and the rest of the supernatural world, and everything that followed all the creatures they thought of as myth suddenly real and the supernatural world exposed to such an extent that with even every magical government coming together hadn't been able to put a stop to it. It had spread to fast, all around the world, mass exposure with the likes the supernatural world feared, only envisioned in their worst nightmares.

Only nobody was asleep. Their worst nightmares were now their reality.

Scott McCall was an abomination, and they'd have killed him if they could.

The world that we created

You know that everyday a helpless child is born
Who needs some loving care inside a happy home
Somewhere a wealthy man is sitting on his throne
Waiting for life to go by

"Come, we need to get those children checked out," he said, eyes considerably softening upon gazing at the babies. Merlin, he thanked Merlin he had found them in time, any later and he would have been too late, found more bodies of young children (Or worse babies) murdered just because of what they were…story of their lives. "You're entire pack can come, it's a big ward," knowing better than to think for a moment that the Alpha would let the Alpha mate and his cub leave his side. And the Alpha would feel considerably better with his pack close at hand. There were only eight of them in total, rundown, nigh on exhausted, but at least no longer starving having filled their bellies.

"Do…do you know any…way that we might find out who has survived?" the Alpha mate's voice was vulnerable and grief stricken, "Other packs maybe?" she'd married into her pack, leaving her family, her birth pack behind, oh she visited, called, e-mailed, but when this shitshow started…she'd lost contact with them all and she feared they all died. "There are other sanctuaries right? Not just this one if we can't find anyone?" They were quite close to where it had all been exposed, California, Beacon Hills, that cursed town. Her pack had been on the east coast before all this, so quite a bit farther away.

The Alpha closed his eyes, claws unsheathing at the uselessness he felt, unable to give his wife, his mate the solace and comfort she needed.

"There's markers, plaques, names, packs…the lot, one for people remembering those who have passed…the other for those surviving in sanctuary in hopes of finding out if family and friends survived." Was solemnly explained, the crying of the cubs had him speaking again, "I will have someone show you to them once the babies have been seen to."

The alpha wished desperately to have Scott McCall's heart's beating wrapped around his claws and pull it from his chest.

Wooh, is this the world we created?
We made it all our own
Is this the world we devastated, right to the bone

As one everyone cried out as the earth rumbled dangerously around them, jarring them all so completely that some fell, the Were's were able to help a few, and remain standing themselves. Explosion after explosion ran in sync the sound grating on their ears and fears.

As one they hurriedly made their way outside of the building, fearing that the building would be brought down. Outside, but still safely within sanctuary, they watched helplessly as more clouds plumed the sky, as more bombs were detonated, crying out when debris came soaring in their direction, but the debris stopped and slid along the wards, the large dome visible until every single last piece of stone, wood and other unmentionable things slid down to the edge of the wards.

Harry watched the scene in front of him, his mouth a grim line, as he stared so utterly tired by the destruction around him. How many supernatural's had been killed this time? How many humans were being killed off each day in this never ending war to eradicate them?

Scott McCall and the McCall pack were an anathema.

If there's a God in the sky looking down
What can he think of what we've done
To the world that he created

How was it that one boy had so successfully managed to destroy the world?

I'm serious Scott fans turn back now! And the song (as I'm sure many of you know) is - Is This The World We Created by Queen I find it quite fitting and it will fit in the ending too ;) so, pairing I dont have any at the moment...Peter/Harry or Deucalion/Harry...although to be fair I dont find the actor particulary attractive (no offence blonde doesn't do it for me) so, even if it wins and I decide not to that will have to be that I'm afraid! Stiles will have a big part to play in the story too! SO will they go back and end up with two Stiles'? or do you all hate when that happens? Harry's the MOD he can do whatever he likes :P If you can think of someone else not Peter or Duke leave a comment! R&R please let me know if you'd like to see it continued! Not sure what people will think of it!