The Bond
Chapter 1: More Killings
Isaac P.O.V
I woke up with Scott pounding on the guest bedroom door. I turned over slowly and groaned when my digital clock said '8:15'. Come on Scott, It's saturday.
"ISAAC! WAKE UP! ISAAC!" Scott said, still pounding on my door. I didn't want to move. After a few moments, I relented and got out of bed. I took my time getting to the door. I swung it open to see Scott and Stiles standing there, looking very impatient. They both eyed me like they were waiting for something.
"What?" I asked my two friends, slightly confused.
"My dad said he needed to talk to us, He said to bring you too since you're in on this werewolf shit. So put a shirt on and some shoes. We have to meet my dad and Chris Argent at the Argent house." Stiles said, Sounding urgent. He might've taken too much Adderall this morning. I brushed it off.
I felt a pang of sadness and guilt in my stomach. The last time I saw Allison was when she told me that wanted Scott, Not me. Scott was my closest and only friend besides Stiles. I felt really bad about liking Allison, and I honestly should've expected the outcome. She flirted with me but she was completely in love with Scott. I was happy for Scott, but I knew it would hurt a little to see them together. She said that she still wanted to be friends, and I was okay with it. I'd have to spend a decent amount of time with the two of them, So I agreed to be friends with her.
"We are leaving in 5 minutes, So hurry up dude." Stiles said with urgency in his voice. I pulled away from my thoughts and nodded. I left the door open while I grabbed a black v-neck t-shirt and a pair of black vans, since i had fallen asleep with jeans on, I didn't bother looking for pants.
Once I was done getting ready to go, I followed behind Scott and Stiles to Stiles' blue jeep.
We sat in silence for a few minutes until Scott spoke up.
"Isaac, Are you sure you're okay with being around Allison? I mean, You looked kind of sad when Stiles mentioned the Argent house." He said, I could tell he felt sorry for me.
"Oh, Uh, Yeah, I'm okay. I'm just glad she's happy." I said, with a small smile. Scott looked at me with apologetic eyes before turning around and looking forward.
I don't know why he felt bad to be honest. It's not like I said in love with Allison. Yeah, She was gorgeous and smart but The way she looked at Scott, I stood no choice. He looked at her and his world would light up. I didn't feel that strong about her. Just a little crush.
If anything, I was jealous of the love they shared. They seemed so perfect for each other, and it wasn't only obvious to me, but to everyone around them. I just hoped that I could find something like that someday.
I was jerked away from my thoughts when the Jeep was slowed to a stop. I looked through the windshield and I saw Allison waiting on her front steps for Scott. She looked to the car, waiting for Scott to get out. She saw me in the backseat and smiled slightly. I gave a small smile back.
Scott jumped out of the jeep and ran upto her with his arms open. She smiled brightly and giggled when she jumped in his arms and he spun her around. They kissed before claiming each other's hands and walking inside the house.
"Ready dude?" Stiles said, watching me watch Scott and Allison. I sensed that there was more depth to the question.
"Yeah, I just wish I could find something like that, You know?" I said nonchalantly, waiting for Stiles to get out of the car.
"Right with you man." He sighed as he slid out of the front seat, I followed behind him.
We entered the house, Greeted by Chris Argent and Sheriff Stilinski. Chris and Sheriff lead us to the kitchen and we all stood around the marble island in the middle.
"So what's this about?" Stiles asked, getting in a comfortable standing position. Chris and Sheriff exchanged a weary glance but Chris explained.
"After a peaceful few months over the summer,There were five bodies found in the same place last night." He said, sounding slightly pained.
"So you think there is another werewolf in town?" Allison said calmly, with Scott standing behind her and his arms around her waist.
"I'm not sure but the injuries don't quite match up with previous werewolf attacks. All five bodies were men from the homeless shelter that had gone missing, all completely drained of blood, bite marks on the arms and neck, and petite scratches on the arms and torsos of each." Chris said with a blank expression.
A familiar voice came from behind me, "I believe it's something supernatural. Because of the sacrifice ritual that was performed by Scott, Allison and Stiles a few months back. The supernatural being, however, I do not know. I did say that supernatural beings would be drawn to Beacon Hills because of the ritual." Deaton said calmly as he walked around the island to stand between Chris and Sheriff.
"Maybe we should see where the bodies were, Maybe the location would give off some hints as to what it that we are dealing with." I said, thinking to myself about the unfamiliar injury pattern that Chris described. It probably wasn't a werewolf, Maybe it was some sort of demon.
"A jogger found the bodies about a mile, mile and a half into Beacon Hills Reserve and He called the police." Sheriff said emotionlessly. He looked tired.
"Isaac has a point, We should go see where the bodies were found." Scott said, backing me up. I smiled at him for supporting me. He returned the smile.
"Well then. Let's go. Scott, Allison and Sheriff can ride with me. Isaac and Deaton can ride with Stiles." Chris said. We all followed him into the garage to give Allison, Sheriff, Stiles, Deaton and himself all crossbows for protection against any potential threats.
"I figured you two were good." Chris said to Scott and I. Scott and I nodded.
Once we all got to the reserve, We all started walking. After about 30 or 40 minutes of walking, We stopped in a small clearing. I could hear another heartbeat but I didn't know where it was coming from. Then, I smelled blood. About 10 feet away from our group of 8 was a body, All of the same injuries, but fresh.
"Hello?" Chriss called out wearily, as he motioned for the weapons to be held at a ready position. "If you're out there, Show yourself. We won't hurt you if you don't hurt us." Chris said looking around.
Scott and I exchanged a 'You hear and feel it too?' look. Scott nodded. I could tell that something supernatural was near the group. I heard the heartbeat speed up at Chris' words. I could also hear very, very quiet sobbing. I could tell Scott heard it as well.
I heard the heartbeat speed up as a figure appeared from behind a large tree. I studied the figure closely. It was a very beautiful teenage girl with long black, wavy hair that barely reached the small of her back. She had deep, soft blue eyes.
I was distracted by her eyes, but then I realized that she was covered in blood. She had on black vans, skinny jeans, a white v-neck shirt with a large black lace cross in the center and a black jacket type thing with black lace sleeves. It would've looked good on her but her entire outfit was splattered with blood. I looked up at her pale ivory skinned face and her lips, chin and neck were covered in fresh blood. Her hands were too.
She looked at the group starting at the front of the line, with tears still in her eyes. Her eyes landed on me, and we made eye contact. I got chills in my spine and my heart sped up, a lot. The same happened to her. We broke eye contact when Chris spoke out.
"Did you kill that man?" Chris said bluntly. I was offended by his question for a strange reason. The girl's tear began to spill over and she practically started sobbing.
"P-Please don't h-hurt me. I-I didn't mean t-to hurt him. I d-don't even know where I a-am. M-My dad s-said that I could feed without k-killing anyone. I keep trying," The girl choked out what she could. I wanted to hug her, even though she wasn't making much sense. Even Chris looked confused. He motioned for everyome to lower their weapons.
"What are you?" Scott said, shocked by what she said, also confused.
"He said I-I was a v-vampire." The girl said slowly, calming sobs.
We looked at her like she was absolutely insane. She looked even more freaked out when Chris pulled up his crossbow and aimed at it at her. She looked at him with pleading eyes.
"Please! I didn't mean to kill these men! I was just turned! I don't know what I'm doing! Please don't hurt me!" She cried out, more tears streaming down her face. Chris looked at her with pity then shot an arrow from the crossbow at her face. I moved quickly and caught the arrow right before it collided with her face.
The group looked at me like I was also insane.
"Isaac! What the hell?" Chris said, angry at me for not letting him kill the girl.
"Come on Chris! Can't you see that she's horrified, Scott back me up," I said frantically. I looked over at Scott.
"Chris, He's right. I can smell her fear from over here. She's not trying to trick us into letting her go." Scott said, staring at Chris and The girl occasionally.
"Vampires are extremely dangerous, More so than werewolves. Their senses are much, much more heightened than yours. An old friend of mine used to hunt them. And that's how he was killed." Chris said, eyeing the girl, Almost blaming her for his friends' death.
"She's genuinely scared Chris." Deaton said with his normal calm personality. Chris softened with Deaton's words. Chris trusted Deaton ever since the ritual.
"I apologize. For trying to kill you." Chris said, Looking at the girl with an expressionless face. The girl nodded slightly.
"So what do we do with her?" Stiles said staring and the girl.
"What about Derek? He takes in people? Right?" Scott said.
"Not anymore. I have Cora now." Derek said from behind the group. He shows up out of nowhere a lot lately. He studied the girl carefully. I was hoping he would be able to help her in some way.
"Well she can't just leave her. She looks like she's 16. What about school? She probably has nobody. Are you alone out here? How did you get here? Did someone send you?" Allison looked at the girl, waiting for answers. I turned to look at the girl, Her mouth was slightly open and she looked confused. She started to cry again.
I tried to step to her, to hug her. But before I could, she flinched away. I held out my hand and gave her a soft smile. She probably sensed that I was being genuine because she laid her hand gently in mine. It wasn't cold like I expected. It was warm and soft. A light jolt ran through the both of us. She relaxed her tensed muscles with my touch. I laced her fingers with mine and gave her hand a gentle squeeze.
She gave me a brief, small smile. I felt something in my stomach that I never even felt when I was around Allison.