Lydia looked into his caramel hues with part lips. Subduing the beating howls of death that rung in her head. She gained the power to nod confirmation of his looming death to him. Lydia was still unsure of the events that took place. Being grabbed by whom she thought was Stiles, only to be fooled by the tricks of the Nogitsune. So many question hung on her tongue, one being the event of that night as the school dance when they were freshmen. But now was not the time for a heart to heart with the boy who loved her more then any person in her life had.
Scott suddenly stopped in his tracks as he heard the commotion outside the walls of the basement. "Go, we'll catch up." Lydia spoke and held on tighter to Stiles's frame. Lydia knew she had to stay with Stiles and if anyone could get out to fight the war outside faster, it would be Scott. The Alpha lowered his eyes to meet Lydia's then to Stiles. "Go, we are right behind you." Stiles spoke softly with low breathes and with hesitation he took of a dashing speed down the hall.
Lydia walked with slow steps alongside Stiles. Her eyes glancing over to him as that burning sensation to scream flamed her tongue. Her heart beats growing rapid as they continued and then without warning she felt Stiles frame slip from her grasp. "Stiles!" She shouted and kneeled down beside him. Her hands cupping his face and gazing at him. "Come on, wake up. Please." Her eyes swelled with tears and then her hands slipped from Stiles's face. Her head looking down the hall and releasing a piercing scream. "ALLLLISSSOOONNNN." Lydia cried out and rested her head onto Stiles's chest her throat tight as she released the scream of Allison's name before her friend's death. Tears ran down her cheeks in steady sobs as she held onto the lifeless body of the boy whoms void self caused so much pain, chaos and strife.
Wiping the back of her hand onto her tear stained cheeks. She was greeted by a distraught Isaac over what felt like hours to her. The beta wolf lifted Stiles off the ground along with the pint sized strawberry blonde tucking under Stiles's arm. Isaac's eyes were tear filled and he ignored any glance given to him. Isaac was staring off into the distance trying to turn of his own humanity to help Stiles.
Carrying Stiles along side Isaac, she felt the cold chill of the spring air hit her skin. The air was chilled as it hit her flesh and with a whimpering breath she saw Allison motionless in Scott's arms. Scott hunched over her dead body with loud cries as he held his love in his arms. Lydia stood still her body unable to move as the reality set in. "Allison..." She said in a low whimpering whisper. Her arms wrapping around her midsection as the roar of sirens grew loud and the night ski was illuminated in red and blue lights. Feeling the shifting moves of Stiles's frame she looked down to him. "Stiles-"