A/N: Hey guys. I know I'm completely overdue on this chapter seen as I haven't been on this story for weeks. I was actually planning on updating this story faster than the Teen Wolf Season 4 arrival! Oh and the trailer! I've been literally tweeting about it this past month and I'm quite sure my followers are quite annoyed Lol.
Bloodlust
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Scott McCall
We all watched as the girl gets wheeled and carried away by the EMT and into the ambulance truck.
I don't know what happened tonight. I mean everything went smoothly until Stiles' dad came in and crashed the party and the cry for help entered our ears not so long after and found a teen shaking uncontrollably with foam coming out of her mouth her eyes shifting into bright silver it almost looks diluted. Stiles suggest it's just a drug overdose but with my super enhanced senses, I could've smelt it.
I skimmed my eyes to where Kira was just to check if she was okay. I found her standing by Lydia and Malia. She caught me staring back and mouthed 'Are you okay?' and I nodded in return.
"He's right Scott." Stile blurted out. "Everything I do is just a mess and plain wrong. Everything's my fault."
"Come on Stiles don't beat yourself down like that." I said to my best friend.
"He's right. I'm just a disgrace to humanity. I remember what I did weeks ago; I remember I was involved in Allison's death." He said sadly as he looked back at his actions. "There's an innocent girl in hospital now and it looks like she's dying to by me…"
"Look Stiles dude, Allison's death wasn't your fault. It wasn't you."
"Yeah but I remember bringing in the Oni, just because I was me again I still reflected on the other Stiles. When he had pain I felt it and when he had a devious idea I had a gut feeling nothing would end well, I killed Allison. I'm the bad guy here, I'm really sorry I suck at being a friend…" He retorted and looked down in shame.
What was up with him?
"None of this was your fault Stiles. Come on your stronger than this, what happened to…Allison was just a small misunderstanding."
"Yeah a small misunderstanding, that got her killed and you guys fighting for your lives for me." He said with a sigh. I gave him a weak attempt grimace. "Hey can you hear what they're talking about?" Stiles asked as he motioned to his dad talking to one of the cops, my dad and EMT's.
I tuned my enhanced hearing to try and listen to the conversation.
"So this couldn't have been an overdose on any drug substance or some seizure?" Sheriff Stilinski asked.
"No we're definitely sure this is something different. It seemed to be like she was being possessed or something but definitely not a drug overdose."
"I think he's right sir." Parrish began. "During her state, she kept murmuring 'Be aware of The Bene…' and never got the chance to end it. This could very well be something psychological or something's trapped inside her body. This is Beacon Hills."
"You should keep a proper eye on your son Stilinski." My dad Rafe said to him. I rolled my eyes.
"What are they saying?" Stiles asked.
"Wait,"
Stilinski then tilted his head to Stiles and I before nodding at him.
"Then whatever this is has got to get out of her and fast,"
I tuned my hearing away from them. Be aware of The Bene… What could that mean? What could have happened back there?
"Yo, dude what's up?" Stiles asked. I nodded.
"Just wondering how supernatural could be involved with all of this." I said. Stiles sighed.
"Welcome, to Beacon Hills dude." He said. "Oh god, here he comes." He added.
Sheriff began walking up to us. He looked worried, disappointed, pissed, scared actually all of the above.
"Stiles, I think we need to have a talk." He said sternly.
Stiles Stilinski
I watched as my dad handed the rest of the case over to his deputy Parrish before walking over to me. Oh jeeves!
"Oh god, here he comes." I said to Scott.
"Stiles, I think we need to have a talk." My dad said. "Scott may we have a minute?" He asked.
Scott nodded and gave me a look to say 'good luck' before sauntering over to where Lydia, Malia and Kira were. Oh Kira, the girl who's driving his mind. I mean I don't really picture a wolf mating with a fox but I guess it's not like they're sleeping together right? Which makes it okay…right?
I walked with my dad to the living room where nobody was occupying. I tried thinking about anything that will distract me from the huge lecture that was going to come upon me.
I even thought about thinking of Derek Hale since I ran out of ideas. Maybe I should've chopped his arm off while I could've hey. I wonder where the dude has been lately.
"Stiles…" Sheriff began.
"Yes I know. 'What were you thinking for throwing a party on a school night?' or 'How stupid and immature of you!' or better yet 'Have you ever learnt a thing from all these obstacles you over take with these friends of yours? You almost die but you don't learn anything at the end of the day.' Or the most popular, 'Grow up will ya?!'" I stated. My dad widened his eyes.
"You know what dad, you should actually think that this maybe the one reason that could at least help me forget about what happened weeks ago. I almost killed all my friends and one of my best friends is dead so I'm sorry for not being the perfect son. You can give me any punishment I can take it…but just so we're on the good side, my you at least ground me for at least two weeks?" I insisted. His facial expression looked stern. "So I guess four weeks okay."
"You should listen to you son Johnny Bravo." My aunt Natalie came into view. I smiled at her. "He's only 17, dude!"
"Yes and apparently turning 18 soon enough!" My dad exclaimed. Aunt Natalie rolled her eyes.
"It doesn't change the fact that he's still a teenager. He needs to be treated like one for now until he's ready to be an adult." She said.
I loved my aunt so much! Not that I talk about her all the time but she's quite awesome. She doesn't seem like an aunt to me seen as she's only 7 years older than me and we practically grew up together.
She's my mother's sister. My grandmother adopted her as teen when she poofed out of nowhere…well technically the woods since that's where my grandmother found her and she said all she remembered was being lifted by two guys and hidden behind a huge tree. She was 'amnesiaed' because she didn't remember anything of her past, not even her name.
All she remembered was dying in the arms of a guy she didn't know and being lifted by two teenage boys, one with blue eyes and the other green. She never really got to know Claudia but she knew she was a wonderful lady and would've been one lucky person to have her as a sister.
"Thank you! Someone who understands me," I exclaimed. She chuckled and wrapped her arm around my shoulder.
"Could you forgive this cute face?" She pleaded to my father as she played with my chin. We gave him the puppy-dog eyes and murmured 'please' in unison. He sighed and just rolled his eyes.
"Just…clean this mess up!"
"I didn't hear a no!" I exclaimed and gave my aunt a double-high five as my dad left the room. I laughed. "It's good to have you back Nat!"
"Hey, you're not off the hook, you owe me some. So cough it up!" She said extending her hand waiting for her $10. I sighed and gave it to her.
"I hate you."
"Love you too little bro." She said giving me a small kiss on the cheek. I groaned at her and wiped all of her lip gloss.
"And you say I'm embarrassing." I said. She chucked. My eyes soon widened at what she heard. "How long were you standing there?" I asked her.
"Just about enough to hear that your friend died and how you'd like your punishment." She said. I sighed in relief. She was a human after all and knew nothing about the supernatural…well at least yet.
"I'm really sorry about that dude."
"Yeah I guess life is short. But thanks." I conjured. She gave me a comforting smile.
"Hey Natty I'm heading out." Deputy Parrish came into view. I frowned. How did he know my Aunt?
She turned around and gave him a hug.
"Okay, I'll text you soon." She said and pulled away to give him a small peck on the lips. My eyes widened. They both smiled at each other after.
"Soft touch," Parrish said licking his lips. Natalie laughed and shoved him away.
"Oh stop. Now leave!" She laughed. He gave me a slight nod before leaving the room.
"Wow," I said. She just laughed.
"Oh shut up, now let's watch Vampire Diaries."
"No!" I groaned.
Worst night ever…
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Practice…
Stiles and I changed into our lacrosse uniform and sauntered our way onto the field.
"Whatever happened yesterday was really freaky hey." I said to him.
"I know dude, but stranger things have happened." Scott said. I nodded. Well he was right there. "So it's good to be back on the field huh?"
"Yeah man, but sucks we still have the same coach." I sighed.
Speaking of the devil, Coach Finstock blew his whistle and all the teams lined up.
"Listen." He began as he began sauntering and pacing up and down us. "Regional finals are coming up and I want us to be the best we can be and I really hope the cross-country helped because I'm going to be busting your asses harder then you can cry for water! We cannot afford to lose to these degenerates alright! We will not lose to them! Beacon Hills High School is way stronger than that. Well at least that's what this card says." He said signaling to the pamphlet he was holding.
"Ah coach I think it's called a pamphlet."
"Yeah that…" Coach said then halted and staring at his clipboard. "That is why I've thought of assigning new lacrosse players into the team. This is what I call an extreme show down…." He said. We all frowned in confusion. "Everyone ready?" he asked in anticipation.
He whistled for us to line up.
"Stilinski!" he exclaimed as I bit my nails. I suddenly looked alert and ready as I stood in an attention. "Goal post," Finstock said. "And Liam…shoots,"
Scott and I stared at each other in confusion. Who the hell was Liam?
We presumed our positions, myself standing by the goal posts about ready to kick some ass. I may not be supernatural like Scott who became a star lacrosse player over night. But I do know how to play a mean game of ducking!
"Stiles!" I heard a bell voice ringing into my ears. I turned around to see Malia sitting by the stands, smiling proudly at me. I smiled back. Well at least my girlfriend's here to see me embarrass myself…at least I think she's my girlfriend? Wait is she?
The whistle blew and I suddenly felt a shot of pain hit my stomach so hard that I couldn't fathom a breath. I fell to the ground groaning in agony. Who the hell shot that Lacrosse ball so hard?
I could feel Scott running up to me and pulling me up from the ground.
"Ah! Nice on Liam!" Coach said giving the dude a high five. I looked closely to the jerk that did this to me. I got a better look at him and I knew who it was, it was the guy who took my stinking place as Co-captain!
Spencer…Or is it Liam in this case.
When he was about to fire again, Scott was quick enough and took me away from the post. Liam shot the lacrosse ball into the net smoothly. He threw another one and another flawless move. And the third one shocked the entire whole team. It went through the net and back to the posts and back to him and he caught it with his lacrosse net like a boomerang. Scott and I stared at each other in astonishment.
"Who the hell is that?" I asked him. "Is he a were-cheetah as that even a thing?" I asked still wincing from the pain in my stomach.
"That's Liam." A freshman said coming up towards us. "He's real name is Spencer but he prefers Liam. He was one of the top best lacrosse students back in his old school in Calabasas. He was so awesome that someone even offered him a gig to go all professional but he declined it because he wanted something more challenging so he tried out this school and I guess it's the same thing here." The dark-skinned dude said with a sigh in the end and a wide smile.
I stared at Scott who still held me close to him.
"I'm Mason." He said extending his hand.
"Scott and Stiles,"
Lucky this whole situation doesn't ruin my chances of sitting bench anymore…
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Derek Hale
After the huge amount of torture Kate put upon me with me cussing at her. She finally took it as a message to leave me alone.
The strangest thing happened to me, one minute I was being tortured by Kate Argent thinking I was dreaming and the next I was actually dreaming…About Stiles…about Stiles?
Stile's was the last thing I wanted to think about and I just had to think about him! Fuck it! I'm thinking about it that now. The kid was supposed to be dead! Why wasn't he?
Anyway…I remembered the last time he 'tried' helping me when I asked him to chop my arm off. I was thinking maybe I could ask him to do the same with this stomach of mine so that I could sew it back on like I did with Peter. Well if I live that long…
"Those are some pretty good weapons you've got there." I said to her. She smiled proudly.
"I know right…like this Accuracy International AW50 Bolt-Action Anti-Materiel Rifle -50 BMG built to slash people's throats, this Akdal Ghost automatic pistol or this Adams Mk3 Double-Action Revolver." She said. "Or this suitable knife, built for my hands to slice every wolf in this damn town!" She whispered as she laid the cold knife under my neck, stroking it. I growled. She chuckled and began walking back to her desk examining her weapons.
"You know Derek. Things would've been a lot different if you weren't a Hale." Kate said as she laid the Assault Rifle she was examining on her table full of weapons.
"Is that so?" I asked. She nodded.
"I don't know. We've left some unfinished businesses between us and by business I mean our little…'rendezvous'," She said. I chortled weakly.
"How long did you come up with that understanding?" I laughed. "There's nothing and will be nothing ever going on with you and me. And that's a fact."
"Ne soyez pas si sur" She said in French with her sly smirk. She knew I took a couple of French classes during my teenage years to understand what she said.
"What's the real reason why you're here?" I asked her.
"Well I've been in hiding for quite a while and I really missed my family so I thought I could stop by Beacon Hills to visit them but I found out nobody was around so I just thought they were on some vacation."
"Okay, that explains one reason. What's the other?" I asked.
"I've been searching for the hit-list of supernatural creatures and with my name on it. And I want to take mine off. But I have to go past the carrier first. The Benefactor and I were hoping it was one of you Hale's but looking at the confused face on you I'm assuming you aren't that. So I don't need you anymore" She said
She began starting her leaver shotgun and facing it to my direction. I frowned ignoring the fact she's just about to kill me.
"Who is the Benefactor?"
Before she could answer me, the door suddenly shot right open and grenade launchers were thrown. I could hear Kate transforming and attacking the intruder and vice versa. The intruder sounded to be a girl.
The fight ended after a series of snarls, growls, cussing, and breakings of things. The smoke began vanishing away and I could see a shadow approaching me with a Rifle in her hands.
Well I guess this is where my doom begins. Kate must've probably slaughtered the intruder by now with her enhanced abilities as a were-jaguar. And I guess I'm next as well.
The figure came closer and I could see the outlining of her body that looked so similar but wasn't of Kate's.
Her face came into view and I heaved in bewilderment.
Braeden…
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Lydia Martin
"So, remember I told you about me giving Scott some space. Well I don't think that's possible, I mean, he's always around and I can't just avoid myself from him. I mean I even got my hair shortened a little just to be unnoticed but I guess it doesn't work." Kira ranted as she signaled to her non-existent locks that I didn't realize were gone since her hair was quite long either way. I stared back at her with an eye roll.
"Kira…" I mumbled.
"Scott's still hurting I can see it. I mean I would be in utter pain if my first love wasn't around…Allison and him had a long history together and with me being around would certainly worsen things out. Do you think I should stop talking to him?"
"I'd want you to stop talking to me I were him!" I laughed at her. She looked down and played with her fingers like she always did when she was sad or nervous. I sighed.
"Look Kira. Scott's finding his own ways of dealing with it just like of us, but that doesn't mean he has to avoid you. Don't worry about him that much, he's a big boy." I assured her.
I don't know but something about being with Kira lately makes me feel like a high role. I feel like I can be her big sister like how Allison was to me. It's not like Kira's my best friend already, nobody would take Allison's place but I think she's a close second.
"Thank you Ly, for being one of the greatest people I can confide to. You're a really good friend." Kira said with a bright smile. I rolled my eyes.
"Oh no Kira, don't start with your whole 'I love you Lydia' mushy moments. We left that like in kindergarten years." I said. She giggled.
"Yeah, I know…" She said then gave another sigh. I knew what she was thinking. I mean I know I'm psychic and all but knowing what's going on Kira's mind didn't have to be predicted.
"Stop thinking about Scott again." I said moving my eyes to the road. She chuckled.
"No I'm just…I never thought you'd be my friend. I mean I saw you as a one-girlfriend-kinda-gal with Allison but thanks hey." She coaxed with a grateful smile.
"Golly gee why are you so emotional today?!" I asked with my eyes widened. "Look, you're my friend Kiri, and I'd never admit that to anyone." I said. She snickered. "And plus, you seem like quite the badass." I said nudging her.
I remembered the time I watched her fighting those 'demonic ninjas' like Aiden would say when we were trying to save Stiles and I had to say, she was quite impressive. She blushed.
"I dabble a little. I mean being a Kitsune has that effect." She chuckled.
"Here comes the bragging again." I teased. She chuckled and I joined in soon after. She stopped laughing to take another sigh. Here we go again.
"But…I have no idea what I'm going to do with Scott you know, I mean I like him but I don't know if he really likes me back. I like him to the extent I'd finally admit to him that I lo…"
I tuned my hearing from her when I felt a sudden shiver against my creamy pale skin. I suddenly heard a sledge-hamming sound ringing into my head and voices of people screaming and retching. I heaved when I saw myself driving towards a huge truck. My senses kicked in and I made a quick turn into the direction of the abandoned Pizza Hut.
"Lydia?" Kira asked in concern.
I stopped the car and took my seatbelt away from my body and got out of the car. The voices and the ruminating and loud sound were ringing in my ears louder. I began walking towards wherever the sound got louder and I found myself unfurled in a back alley. I halted when I caught the sight of something falling onto the ground. Kira soon followed me and stood beside me as we saw blood flowing from the ground and a hand sprawled in the puddle.
I guess the danger is persisting.
"Oh god," Kira heaved deeply. "What does this mean?"
"It means it's happening again."
Derek Hale
Kate just disappeared. She just left.
Braeden set me onto my bed softly and gently. I winced in pain when I felt a shot of pain spam into my stomach. Fuck! What the hell did Kate put in this thing?!
"You okay?" Braeden asked in concern. At least I think so. I snarled.
"Yeah," I murmured inaudibly.
"You're bleeding to death and you're saying you're okay?" She asked.
"Then why did you ask the obvious question?" I growled lowly as I breathed deeply.
"Well I don't know that's the first thing you say when you see a man in pain. I'm sorry I won't say it again." She said as she got up with her gun and was about ready to leave. I gripped her wrist.
"Wait…" I pant out. She turned around to glare at me and I could see the slash mark on the side of her face that she got from Deucalion. "I'm sorry." I said.
That was about the first time I've ever said it sincerely to anyone except for the time Isaac lectured me about not caring about Cora when she was in need and to Scott countless of times.
Braeden stared back at me for a couple of seconds before sighing and moving to my side and started pulling my sweater up and over my head.
"Whoa, what are you doing?" I questioned. She threw my sweater to the side and stared down at my stomach and the bulging hole in it.
"What the hell has she done to you?" She asked. "I'm surprised you're even still alive?" She said staring into my eyes. I gave her a small crooked smile.
"I guess I'm stronger than I thought."
"And yet you're still not an Alpha," She laughed.
"And I'm still not an Alpha." I stated. She kept staring into my eyes for a couple of seconds before shaking her head and reaching for her bag.
"It's nothing medicine cannot cure." She stated and she pulled out a huge chest case which looked a little like a treasure case and first aid kit. She pulled out a glass that was filled with dark powder.
"Wait! Is that Mountain Ash?"
"It's a healing mechanism." She said as she took some out. "It'll help you heal faster."
"You mean the thing that almost got me killed."
"Mountain Ash is subjective to supernatural creatures, it either spares their life. And I have a feeling it will for you." She said applying a little over my wound. I screamed out in pain.
"And what if it doesn't?" I asked.
"Then you'll die a painful death." She said with a small smile. I narrowed my eyes at her with shock striking in my eyes. She skimmed her eyes at me.
"I'm kidding." She teased.
I couldn't help but smile at her. Something about her reminded me of me and I found it fascinating. I moved my gaze back to my stomach to see it virtually closing up and healing itself. My eyes widened.
Braeden then suddenly closed the lid of the jar and put it back in the bag. I looked at her.
"Why did you do this?" I asked her. "Did someone send you to save me again?"
I wonder who'd have the decency to save me again. It couldn't have been Deucalion because he already paid his thanks last time when Peter and I were taken by those hunters. It also couldn't have been Argent since he's still trying to get over the death of his daughter and has no idea that his sister is back in Beacon Hills (Alive). But it could've been Marin or Deaton since they know everything that happens in this damn town!
"No." She stated.
I stared at her in confusion. She slowly moved her eyes to see me staring at her. Her dark-brown eyes bored into my green ones, getting lost into each other. I didn't know what happened next but I suddenly felt soft lips capture mine in a sensual kiss.
My conscience told me I should pull away but my mind told me different. I didn't really have the energy to do anything at this point but I found myself returning the kiss.
I just let everything run free and I found myself shrugging her leather jacket off and reaching for her tank top. She pulled back and I frowned in response.
"Nobody takes my tank top off besides me." She stated as she threw me back onto the pillow and climbed on me so she could straddle me. She pulled the top over her head and I was faced with her in just her black lacy bra.
Something about her wearing all black was just incredibly sexy for me.
"Can I take this off." I said moving my hand up her back and fiddling with the lace of her bra and I unclasped it. She smiled excitedly and threw her bra to the side allowing me to stare at her bare chest for a while before crushing her lips onto mine. We both released moans as we undressed the rest of our clothing's.
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