I actually wrote this for the fanfiction contest that Teen Wolf had.I didn't get picked, but oh well.
Reviews and such would be appreciated.
Enjoy!
Breath heavy. Body weak. Fear stricken that what she had done was the wrong way to go. Erica had stumbled far and alone in Beacon Hills preserve, not too long after being attacked by savage Alphas. Oddly enough, they were an actual pack. Experienced and all too powerful for the recently released Betas as they sprinted through the woods the night the Kanima had finally lost. Gerard had kept Erica and Boyd tied up in the Argent basement before Chris had set them free. He went by the code that, unfortunately, most of his family seemed to have forgotten when dealing with werewolves.
Erica had collapsed into a stream with a small splash. The former epileptic had been beaten and bloodied by the Alpha Pack and set free while her pack mate was held captive to lure Derek into joining them; which is why they had let the flawless blonde go to carry that message to her creator. She panted heavily, crying out in pain and despair. Derek had yet to teach her how to shift at will or to howl for him to come to her aid. Sadly, she couldn't. She was far too weakened as she lay in the water, the cold temperature of the stream numbing her wounds and taking some of the pain away. But the young werewolf was freezing and even worse, she was wet from the stream. With a grunt, she managed to move herself out of the water. Erica shook violently from the cold as if she were heading back to her former human self and having a seizure. Her werewolf body slowly healed and she hadn't the slightest idea why when everything else had healed so quickly. Was it the Alphas? Was it something about them that made her heal more slowly than she's supposed to?
The girl felt consciousness slowly fading and decided that she needed to muster up whatever strength she had left in her body to cry out for help. The scream echoed through the trees and out of the forest, catching the keen and not so keen hearing senses of Scott and I practicing lacrosse. "What the holy hell was that?" I asked Scott who was in the goal. "Sounded like Erica…." Our gazes met and we knew she was in some kind of trouble. I ran for my jeep while Scott darted into the preserve, most likely wolfed out so he could run faster. A sigh of jealously had escaped my throat as I climbed into my jeep and peeled off the field, heading onto the nearest road leading into the preserve. My thoughts were jumbled and I fought to organize them in my head. Curse my ADHD! "What's going on now?! Of all times…. God, can we never catch a freakin' break?!" I groaned as I sped up ahead to the end of the road, drifting to a stop. "Guess I'm going in." I sighed; killing the engine and shoving my keys into my pockets before jogging into the woods.
My ears caught Scott calling out Erica's name, meaning we were close by since I didn't have super enhanced hearing like he did. My jog broke into a straight up sprint as I thought I saw Erica's body lying beside a stream. "ERICA!" I shouted, hoping she would hear me but as I got to her; it didn't look as if she could. I guess Scott had heard me or caught her scent because he showed up just as I did. "Why isn't she healed? What's wrong with her? Oh, God. Just when things were starting to get freaking normal!" Scott shouted in frustration and I rolled my eyes at him. "Let's just get her out of here and take her to Deaton, alright, buddy? He'll figure it out and we can discuss the matters of our far-from-normal lives on the drive there." He nodded in response and quickly scooped her up, carrying her out to my jeep.
I drove like Hell out of there as Erica lay securely in the back with Scott attempting to warm her up. She was still alive, we knew that much. Keeping her alive was the unknown as I drove to the Vet Hospital. "She's still not healing, Stiles. What do I do?!" Scott asked frantically. "Oh, I don't know…. Trigger the healing process? Break her arm or something." I suggested. "But I don't hit girls…" He protested and I groaned. "If it will keep her alive, I seriously think you should reconsider that rule!" I could tell he was by the way he looked in my rearview mirror, followed by the sound of bone breaking, then the sound of her gasp as she shot awake from the pain and decked Scott in the process. She panted heavily as she tried to make sense of everything as I pulled into the Vet's office and quickly parked, killing the engine. "What happened?! Where are we?!" She shouted as Scott recovered from her punch.
"Easy, girl. We found you in the woods and we're at the Vet to get you checked out and better, alright?" I explained calmly to her and she shook her head, shivering less and less. "N-no. I have to get to Derek. I have to tell him something important." She spoke and Scott looked at her. "Tell me and I'll go tell him, okay? You need to rest and get better." He said. Erica nodded and took a slow, deep breath. "There's another pack here…. They have Boyd." She started to well up as she remembered what happened. Scott reached out to touch her cheek lightly, "Are they the ones that did this to you?" She nodded. "I'll get Derek and we'll find out what's going on. Stiles, take her to my boss to get better." He commanded and was just about to leave before Erica spoke again. "Wait! There's something else you need to know…. They're not just a normal pack. They're a pack of Alphas." Both Scott's and my eyes had widened in surprise. "Alphas?! H-How is that even possible?!" Scott sped off to find Derek, obviously flustered. "Oh boy. We're in big trouble now…." I let out a soft sigh as I helped Erica out of my jeep and inside the office. Deaton came and helped me get her onto the table so that he could examine her.
"Well, these cuts and scratches will take a little while to heal fully because they were done by an Alpha. When an Alpha inflicts physical pain, it usually takes more time for the Beta to heal because of how much more powerful he or she is." Deaton spoke to the both of us. "I gave you something that should help ease the pain a little, but you should get some rest. I've got to go run a few errands but I'll be back in a bit. Stiles, I suggest you keep her company and watch this place in case something happens." I nodded and looked over to her as she sighed like she didn't want it to be me that was protecting her. "Right-O, doc. I got it covered." I saluted him before he left. "There's mountain ash surrounding you guys so she can't leave and nothing like her can get in just as a precautionary measure. Bye now." And with that, he left.