I'll stay true to my word, once a week! I hope the last chapter was okay, since I have nothing to say I won't ramble.
Andy didn't waste time in stepping away from the wall and stalking towards the stairs, she tiptoed across the room, it didn't even seem like she was breathing. The only other person he knew to be able to be that quiet was Derek. However the intruder obviously didn't care for subtlety, he heard the door into the basement fly open slamming against the wall
"You!" Andy screamed, without hesitation or what appeared to be no though she charged up the stairs at whoever was coming down. Stiles felt stuck to where he was, not sure what she had done to him, but he couldn't move. He wondered why she told him to be quiet, Stiles couldn't move or make a sound. Which was exactly what he tried to do when Andrea was thrown from supposedly the top of the stairs summersaulting down onto the floor.
"I DON'T HEAL ASSHOLE!" A man sauntered down the stairs, he appeared like he could be any age from 20 to 40. He was huge clearing 6 feet and easily could have a career in wrestling judging by his build.
"Neither do I kid." He said chuckling afterwards, "Would you like some help up?"
She pulled herself into a sitting position, leaning against the wall she'd been tossed into, Andy's forehead bleeding and her breathing seemed constricted
"Could I help you into my home? Oh wait, you're already inside. What kind of inconsiderate, impolite prick are you?" she huffed, it sounded like getting the words out caused her pain
He grabbed her arm pulling Andy into a standing position in front of him.
"You know exactly what kind of inconsiderate, impolite prick I am. The kind who was your father's best friend."
She kept one hand on the wall pulling herself along it, away from him
"He's dead, how are you coping? Because as I was told you're meant to be my parental guardian. Look how that worked out, I haven't seen you in two years."
He crossed his arms "You haven't changed, just like your mother. I wondered how Joseph put up with her."
Stiles tried walking, he remained frozen in place and unnoticed. He guessed Andy had made him invisible, which in any other situation could have been incredible. But being silenced and frozen in place wasn't ideal. He simply had to watch as Andy lunged at her father's former best friend
"My mother was an incredible woman, that's how. Trash- face."
He pushed her away from him causing her to stumble back into the wall he'd thrown her into "Trash- face? That's the best you could come up with? You have a reputation of being quick witted and a decent fighter. Now I realize rumors are never true."
She glared at him, Stiles wanted to cringe. If looks could kill.
"You have a reputation of being a good person, haha." Her voiced oozing sarcasm, flipping him off
"You just threw the teenage girl you're still technically the parental guardian of down a flight of stairs. After breaking into her house. Did you know I was here?"
He studied the room, Stiles swore his eyes rested for a second on him, invisible frozen in a corner.
"I didn't, I wasn't even sure if you were in town, but I'm not her to catch up. One of the coven's messengers is coming here tonight. Checking out the place, I figured you'd want to know."
Andy was no longer paying attention to him "Yeah, fantastic." She mumbled as she pulled a heavily bound book form one of the shelves. Flipping to a bookmarked page she began muttering to herself. Stiles watched in awe as the blood streaming out of her forehead and down her face returned to her head and her posture and breathing returned to normal. She slammed the book shut, surprising both Stiles and the man.
"I'll do something about that, I have some help. Now get out of town Mike. I hate your stupid smug face and I want to smash it. Leave before I do."
He smirked "Leave before you leave or leave before you smash my face?"
Andrea punched him in the face then knocked him to the floor, she kneeled over him holding him to the ground. Stiles didn't understand why she was doing this, sure this guy seemed like a dick. She stared into his eyes, he was positive this was the creepiest eye contact he's ever witnessed.
"Leave Beacon County, don't come back unless I ask you to." She stood up holding her stare
"And quite drinking, I can taste cheap liquor just by being near you."
Stiles realized he'd just witnessed the mind control Andy had said she never used, maybe this was the first time in months. Maybe she had lied. Either way he was starting to panic. Could the trust in her be misplaced? Yes it could. Could she leave him here like a statue? Yes she could. Could she do something worse to this this Mike guy? Stiles didn't know what she'd done in the past or what she was capable of. As the man clambered up from the floor and made a beeline for the staircase, Andy tripped him. Stiles wanted to tell himself she wasn't being incredibly sadistic, but unfortunately that's exactly what she was being. Andrea spent a moment glaring at the man's retreating back before picking up the book on Banshee's from the table and waving her hand at Stiles. He raced towards her, questions flowed from his mind into his mouth he stayed quiet, because she was staring at him. Not observing how he was acting or what he looked like at the moment, but she was staring at him the way someone would look at Frankenstein's Monster, terrified, fascinated and confused all at once. He stepped back
"What?" he questioned "Do you want me to twirl or something, show off my outfit?" she shook her head, "Nothing, sorry. Just thinking." She gestured to the stairs Mike had just sprinted up and away from Andrea.
"I have to get this to Lydia and warn Scott. That man is many horrible things but a liar isn't one of them." Andy grabbed a couple more books off the shelves, including the one she used to heal herself and headed towards the stairs, Stiles stayed put, and she looked back at him the stack of book in on arm, using the other to brace herself against the stone wall.
"What?" he slowly stepped towards the stairs, and his way out.
"You said you didn't use the mind control." She sighed
"There is literally no other possibly way to get rid of him, I've tried. He's a persistent ass hat who's latched onto me like some kind of parasite. But that's not important, the spell didn't inhibit your ability to hear, we need to warn everyone else. Figure out what to do."
She was speaking fast, the pitch of her voice went up as she finished what she was saying. He nodded
"Yeah, we gotta go." Stiles gestured for her to go up the stairs first, despite the possibly naïve trust he had in her, Stiles had decided not to turn his back on Andy. He then questioned what made him think letting her direct him to an old partially destroyed house in the middle of the woods was a good idea. She watched him walk up the stairs, Andy shrugged, guessing she'd scared him, betrayed some strange faith he had that she wasn't a complete monster. If only he knew.
Derek leaned over the table in the loft, bracing himself against it. Kira stared at her feet. Andy was honestly surprised everyone was able to just appear at the loft upon request. Maybe it was because Scott asked. It amazed her how much trust they had in him. She knew for sure no one would ever feel that way towards her. Lydia clutched the book on Banshee's
"Sooo, what do we do?" Andy shrugged picking at one of her finger nails
"Have you not an alpha? Discuss, I'm just relaying information." Liam raised his eyebrows
"From who?" Andy glanced over at him
"A reliable source." Stiles interjected "Mike, guy named Mike." Derek nodded
"And where is Mike?" Andrea shrugged
"He left, he's a piece of trash."
Malia frowned "He just left? After telling you that some witch is coming to Beacon Hills?"
Andrea turned on her heel stepping closer to Malia "Let me reiterate, He's, a piece, of trash."
The were-coyote looked past Andrea at Stiles, who avoided her eyes. She glared at Andrea
"I don't trust you." The other girl shrugged. Kira cut the tension
"Well its only morning, we could still have time." Andrea backed up form Malia
"Maybe, maybe not."
"You should have asked Mike." Stiles offered, avoiding Andrea's glare. Scott stepped next to his best friend staying in front of him.
"We now you two went somewhere. What happened?"
Andrea leaned against the table causing to Derek to move away
"I'm not sure what Stiles's problem is. I grew a flower then burnt it to the ground, Mike showed up, there may have been a violent altercation then he left. Now we are here." She stared across the room, ignoring Scott's interrogatory gaze. "That's what happened." Stiles looked away from her, towards Lydia mouthing "help me" then jerked his head towards Scott who as making his way over to Andrea
"I get that you're just trying to help us and we need it but, don't lie because as of now you hadn't been."
Andrea stared into his eyes narrowing them "Scott why don't you and anyone else with the capability, listen to my heartbeat. Then we'll move on to what's actually important." Stiles and Lydia nodded
"Yep, witch coming, possible murder." Stiles offered walking over and putting his hands on one of Scott's shoulders, Lydia came over "Exactly, keeping the peace, trying, not to die." Placing her hand on Scott's other shoulder leading him back across the loft. Andrea failed to conceal her smirk. Malia leaned over to Kira
"I don't like her." She whispered, Kira shrugged "I'm still deciding." Andrea rolled her eyes
"You two aren't being discreet." Malia looked away from Kira
"I wasn't trying."
Formulating a plan against something that had no known estimated time of arrival, location or ability wasn't new to the pact but that didn't make their lack of knowledge any easier to deal with.
"Odds are she'll come to us." Andrea stated, Kira looked up from her conversation with Lydia
"Why?" Kira asked, Andrea opened her mouth to answer but Derek cut her off
"She or he will come to us." Andrea shook her head
"Most witches are woman, but yeah. She'll find us and I think I know who's coming anyway."
The entire room went quiet "And you didn't mention that?" Liam growled
"You wouldn't have any idea who I'm talking about, what would the point have been? Calm down." She smiled at Liam "He's like a puppy, no idea of how big he actually is." She quipped, addressing the whole room
The beta's eyes flashed gold before returning to their normal blue. "That's right." Andy mumbled, Scott looked over at her
"Don't provoke him." Andy paid no attention, Lydia cut in
"Andy, stop." Andrea looked over at Lydia, the redhead pursed her lips and stared back. Andrea nodded
"When she comes we'll kill her."
The entire room objected. Andrea was taken aback
"Right pacifist were-wolves. Got it. Slight maiming?" Scott glared at her
"No, we'll talk." Andrea scoffed "Seriously? These people want to burn down an entire COUNTY and you wanna talk? Yeah, that makes sense."
Scott frowned "If you want us to trust you, you'll do his our way." She got up from the floor
"Trust is over rated." She started making her way to the door, Derek stepped in front of her
"You, are not going anywhere." She crossed her arms, clucking her tongue
"Fine but-" her speech was interrupted by the alarm blaring, she pointed at the blinking light
"Not good?" The group moved to the back of the loft, Derek dragging Andy back with him, the door flew open. A woman, no older than 30 stood there, black hair pulled inter a knot at the base of her head.
"Well this is convenient." She surveyed the room, her dark beady eyes lingering on Scott
"The true alpha's pack all grouped together. Sort of unimpressive really, I mean foxes? Coyotes? Not up to par with such a strong leader."
Scott stepped away from them, closer to her
"Scott, be careful." Kira whispered
"Listen we just want to talk." Scott stated, trying to act calm. The woman nodded
"Really? I'd expect that one." She nodded towards Andy "To have corrupted you already, she works fast. But sure, let's talk. My names Joanna and I'm not here to kill anyone. However should any of you try anything I won't hesitate in-"
"What?" Andrea interrupted "Growing flowers all over us? Throwing dirt on our eyes? You got stuck with earth, and they send you to do the dirty work?"
Joanna's calm expression faded, she was livid. Scott stepped back, Andrea had hit a nerve. She knew it to, the teenager cocked her head, smirking.
"I'm her to relay a message Andrea, you can surround yourself with powerful people all you like but the same everyone else you know they'll die. Mike you compelled to leave? He ran into me, driving doesn't work to good when the pavement disappears beneath you." Joanna pouted, Stiles was shocked, maybe all witches were incredibly sadistic? Andy's heartbeat raced, Scott stepped in front of her
"Actually it's 'work to well' if you want to be intimidating you need to have better grammar."
Joanna shrugged "Well I'm right, aren't I? You're parents, aunt, uncle slowly picked off because of you."
Andy stayed still, her heartbeat increasing exponentially. Malia decided to voice her opinion
"If you want to say something, say it, she'll kill you." The room fell back to silence. Stiles and Lydia stood behind Derek and Liam. Joanna peered at them
"Right, you have a human. And a banshee. Rare creatures. To find one sane, even rarer. What was the last one you knew name? Meredith?" Joanna stepped towards them
"You are all dead, the amount of supernatural disturbances here since Peter hale came back is ridiculous. My coven simply can't accept this imbalance. Even if most people have managed to survive everyone caught in cross fire wasn't meant to die. I mean dear Allison, nearly 18. So young." Her voice dripped with mock sympathy, if there was any way to get under the pack's skin, it was like that. None of them dared to said anything, fearing they would worsen the situation. Joanna continued repeating the same point.
"I'm telling all of you to give up, allow yourselves this chance to run away, Beacon County has ran its course. Let it burn." Her gaze flicked back and forth between Derek and Andrea
"Remember all the people you let burn, Andrea? Derek? Who got caught in those fires? Friends? Family? Now it's your turn."
Andrea snapped, in the blink of an eye she had pushed past Scott and forced Joanna to fly across the room, slamming her into the door. Scoot and Derek ran at her, the turned holding her hand up throwing them back. Joanna pulled herself up, she stared at the pack, wide eyes
"This is the person you've chosen to befriend, a complete PSYCHOPATH!" She cackled, the way a stereotypical witch would. High pitched and cold. Malia tried tackling Andrea, who grabbed her by the throat and pushed her to the floor.
"She's not supposed to be that strong. Is she?" Lydia wondered out loud, unsure of what to do. She pushed Stiles back following him behind a corner. Andrea held Joanna down by her neck
"This is what you're gonna do? Strangle me to death?" she choked out, Andrea shrugged leaning over her
"You tell me." She said, tightening her grip.
The woman struggled, as though she suddenly became aware of the situation she was in. Scott, Liam and Derek tried running at Andrea again, only to find themselves blocked, as if an invisible wall had surrounded the two witches. Kira pulled Malia to her feet, regretting not having her sword. Joanna clawed at Andrea's hands, breaking her nails with the force she was using.
"STOP!" everyone was screaming, Andrea spun her head toward them. They reeled back, the veins in her eyes ran black. Her iris's had disappeared, her eyes were simply black on white. Joanna was going unconscious under Andrea's grasp. Then it was as if the younger witch had realized what was happening. She let go, the wall disappeared, Derek, Scott, Liam, Malia and Kira ran at Andrea pinning her down. She didn't fight them. Joanna struggled to her feet, gasping for air.
"You knew there'd be consequences for never being balanced. Your mother did to. She never wanted a daughter. She wanted a weapon." The woman's voice was raw, her breaths ragged.
Andrea stayed still, Joanna sprinted out of the door. The back of her head bleeding. Stiles and Lydia ran over, standing above Andrea
"What the hell?" Lydia screamed, Andy stayed silent. Derek exchanged a look with Scott, then he punched her out.
I'm actually kinda happy with how this turned out. I wasn't too sure how to write someone being throw against a wall by magic. As usual favorite follow and review! :)