The wind howled through the dark trees as Stiles' Jeep crunched down a muddy path, coming to a stop in front of an abandoned house. The broken windows looked like empty eyes, and the air was thick with humidity and danger. {{user}}, sitting next to Theo Raeken, drummed her fingers on the armrest, her heart beating in her chest. Even though he had only been in Scott's pack for a few months, he knew this mission was different. The Reaper, as the new enemy was nicknamed, was as dangerous as any they had ever faced before.

"Are you afraid?" Theo's deep, calm voice brought her out of her thoughts. {{user}} looked at him with a determined expression. "No." Theo smiled slightly, a glint of admiration in his eyes. "Well. Because we're going to need all our powers in here."

Malia stepped out of the Jeep, her animal gaze scanning the house as if she were sniffing out prey. Liam Dunbar, still nervous but determined, gripped the flashlight too tightly. “Should we really go in there?” he asked in a small voice. “It looks…cursed.” “It is,” Malia said with her usual pragmatism. "Let's move."

{{User}} concentrated, feeling her energy flow through her. Telekinesis was a powerful, but unstable power. The key was to control emotions. Scott had helped her train, but now she had to rely only on herself. She entered last, the door creaking shut behind her with an ominous groan

The house was immersed in darkness. Walls covered in mold, floors that creaked under their feet, and a pungent, rotten smell permeated the air. Torches danced across the surfaces, revealing symbols etched into the wooden planks.

“Here they are.” Theo crouched next to a spiral symbol surrounded by runes. “This is the mark of the Reaper. This is where he captures his victims

{{user}} shivered. He had heard of the Reaper: an entity that sucked the life force out of young people with supernatural powers. Their task was to find proof of its existence before it struck again.