IT'S FINALLY HERE! I am so so so sorry! I had no time at all to update last week, My school began again and I had to catch up on some stuff and it was crazy! But better late than never!
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I hope all of you enjoy it because I stayed up until midnight writing this instead of studying. You need to sort your priorities, haha. Hopefully I'll update the next chapter/next episode as soon as I can!
(Still don't own Teen Wolf)
Next thing I know Scott, Derek and I are getting out of the hospital's roof and going down the stairs. My first instinct was to ask what the hell that was, but I could feel the engines on my brain working and I wasn't exactly on the mood to talk.
We didn't leave the hospital from the main access, which made harder for me to see what was happening since I didn't have the werewolf sight or hearing; totally unfair. And by the time we were on the parking lot I saw bodies on the floor – and I wasn't sure if they were alive or not, water through the whole floor and the power cord still whipping in front of Kira.
I put my hand on Scott's chest to stop him from stepping in the water. And then possibly not the weirdest but definitely a weird thing happened: Kira grabbed the cord with one of her spare hands, without being electrocuted, and with her other free hand cupped the piece where the cord had been cut. And it stopped.
When I looked at her with my widened eyes I noticed hers. They were in a bright orange tone.
And just when the orange left her usual brown eyes was that I noticed that Derek, who was standing by my side, had left and was crouched next to Isaac, that unlike Kira had been electrocuted, checking his pulse.
"Scott, he's not breathing!" He shouted at our direction.
Scott ran to their direction and I went search for medical care inside the hospital, probably not being able to speak coherently because the paramedic just told me to lead him to wherever he needed to go. I'm pretty sure I said the words might and dead on the same sentence.
I saw the paramedics rushing inside the hospital with Isaac on a stretcher with huge burn marks on his neck and forearm – it could have been on the whole arm, but I wasn't able to see since he was wearing a long sleeved shirt.
"You should go home" Derek said grabbing both my arms and making me snap out of my trance and move my arms from the place they had took Isaac and stare at him "You're in shock"
I woke up two days later with the familiar walls from Allison's bedroom, probably more familiar than the one on my father's place. It was 5am, and she was already up.
"I'm glad you slept" She said when I got out of her bed
"Me too" I sighted "Do you have any news?" I asked rubbing my sleepy eyes
"They're still looking for him" She said picking something from her wardrobe "I just passed to take a shower and change my clothes. I'm heading back to the hospital"
"Can I go with you?" I asked once she put one of her dark jeans and one of my shirts that I had left there on one of our sleepovers "I need to take my mind out of the fact that my boyfriend is missing from over 48 hours and I- we haven't heard of him" I got up heading to the bathroom
"Look" I head Allison's voice through the door "I'm sure he's fine, it's Stiles"
I didn't answer right away, so I didn't know if when I whispered my yeah she listened to it, probably didn't.
After a ten minutes shower and finally washing my hair I believed my mood had improved a little, and the moment I finished tying my boots I heard the noise of Allison's key, and I soon followed her with my backpack on my shoulder.
"Did you spend the whole night in there?" I asked her when we got in the car
"Yeah"
"Do you have any news?" She only shook her head and I stopped asking questions, it probably wouldn't do well for neither of us.
Allison and I sat on one of the uncomfortable chairs on one of the waiting hallways. It was indeed a week day, and the fact that this place was full made me even sadder. As soon as a nurse walked through us I was going to call Allison, but she somehow was already asleep on her seat.
"Excuse me" I said walking a little faster to keep the nurse's pace "I was wondering if we could see Isaac Lahey"
"Are you family?" She asked giving a look on me
"No, but-"
"Sorry, honey, only family" I was about to say that he didn't exactly had a family. A blood one, but she was already gone.
When I found Allison again Scott and Mrs. McCall were talking to her.
"They won't let me see him because I'm not family" She said "I told them he doesn't have any"
"A nurse just told me the same thing"
"Well, he got us" Mrs. McCall said "And I've got a key card"
I stared at my boots the whole way to his room, not wanting to make short conversation with anyone, not even about Stiles. And only when we were next to Isaac's bed and we saw the state he was in was that I decided to pay attention.
"Why isn't he healing?" I asked staring at the burned neck and arm.
"I-I don't know" Scott said putting his hand on Isaac's arm
"Is he in pain?" Allison asked concerned and he only nodded with his eyes wide open and a couple of seconds later I saw the black veins running through his forearms. Stiles had told me about it months ago: He was taking the pain away from him.
"It won't heal him, but it helps with the pain" He said
"Did Stiles really do this?"
"Not Stiles" I said right after the question left her mouth "Whatever's controlling him did it"
"Whatever's inside of him" Scott completed
"Well, then how do we get whatever's inside of him the hell out of him?"
"I'm working on it"
After we left Scott offered me a ride, but he had texted me saying he would talk to Kira the day before so I refused and went with Allison, deciding to spend the day with her and Lydia, and try not to think about Stiles. Or the fact that he's missing. Or the fact that something evil and possibly demonic is possessing him.
Before third period I saw Lydia talking to her mother so I decided not to bother, that was until I saw the look on her face.
"Lydia" I said pushing some freshmen out of my way until I reached her "What happened?"
"Peter was talking to my mom" She said looking at me "C'mon, let's find Allison"
"Wait, wait. Hold on, what did he want with her?"
"He came up with some crap about being on the health department and how they were going to do hearing tests on the students"
"She didn't actually buy it, did she?" She raised her eyebrows and I shook my head trying to get that image from my brain "Ok, first of: ew and second of: do you think he was trying to reach you?" She raised her eyebrows again "Ok, let's find Allison"
We skipped third period – in my case the cross country class I had, which to be honest I was glad to skip – and headed to Derek's loft and I thanked the universe that the elevators were working, because having to go through the stairs would make cross country worth it.
"While it's smart to bring us with you I still think the rest of it totally insane" Allison said holding Lydia's wrist before she could slid the door.
"I tried to find Stiles and I led everyone into a mental institution." She said swapping her eyes from Allison to me "I call that a colossal failure" Eyes back to Allison "Look, I just need to figure this out and he's the only one offering help"
"He doesn't offer help, Lydia" I said backing Allison up, not that she needed of course, but I did want to be useful "He offers a chance for you to be manipulated into giving him what he wants"
"Then let's see what he wants" She said finally sliding the loft's door.
Only for us to see him poetically standing in front of the window and dramatically turning to face us, making me realize that he heard the whole conversation on the other side of the door"
"The human, the hunter and the banshee" He said in a tone that I did not appreciate "Ladies, come in"
Once the three of us were standing in front of him – the only thing separating us was the old wooden table
"They go"
"Sorry to point it out" I said pointing my finger at him "I'd really like to put these things on the past because, well, I'd like to believe you've become a better person but that's obviously not the case. Saying that: You literally ruined our lives, you tried to kill us and our friends at least us, killed some relatives, and I could keep going on and on, but I'm not on the mood to talk. The point is, there is literally not a single reason why we would leave her alone with you"
"Please" He said "To point it out" He mocked "Do you actually think I tried to kill Lydia when I bit her? She- you were my back up plan" He said looking at her "the bite is what brought out your nascent abilities. You think power like that was going to come out on its own?" He clicked his tongue "I'm the spark that lit your fire, sweetheart"
I scoffed
"You attacked her and nearly killed her" Allison said
"Power doesn't come without a little pain and struggle"
"I didn't ask for it"
"But you're embracing it now, aren't you?"
"How about the fact" I said "that you brainwashed her and used her to bring yourself back to life?"
"Please" He repeated himself "So that I could be here today to help you master your abilities. Isn't it amazing how things come full circle?"
"You're insane"
"We're leaving" Allison said pushing Lydia through her hand and with me following them
"You want the truth, Lydia? It's not the scream that gives you power. All the scream does is help drown out the noise, allowing you to hear what you really need to. I can help you focus your hearing."
"But you want something in returned" Allison pointed out
"No, I'm dedicating my life to helping out narcissistic teenage girls. Of course I want something in return." I rolled my eyes so hard I felt my brain hurt and I only looked at him when I heard the clattering sound.
Werewolf fingernails.
"These are the claws of Derek's mother?" I asked after Peter explained to us and while Allison held one of it
"My sister, Talia. Before she died, she stole a memory from me. It's something only a very powerful alpha can do. That memory is locked inside those claws"
"Why would your sister want to steal a memory from you? Again?" I asked still looking at it
"Well, if I remembered the memory, I might be able to tell you"
Lydia sighted and put her hands on the table, facing the claws.
"So, what am I suppose to do?"
"Focus" He said.
Wow, and here I thought he couldn't be vaguer. After a frustrating almost whole hour Lydia still had nothing.
"Focus!" He repeated for what it seemed the thousand time
"I am focusing!"
"You're not" He snapped "I can see the wheels spinning behind your eyes. Your hearing is attuned to a level of the universe no one else can hear. But only if you're listening"
"I'm trying!"
"Try harder!" He shouted making Allison go on her defense extinct and pull out one of those things that electrocutes werewolves, making it impossible for them to shift "Your aunt had one of those."
"Stop it!" Lydia said with a louder tone "Both of you"
"Aunty Kate" He provoked "Didn't do her much good as I ripped her throat out, did it?"
"She didn't shoved it up your-"
"Stop it!" Lydia screamed throwing the claws on one of the loft's timbers, but instead of falling because of the gravity they pierced it, being stuck, perfectly still. Making the three of us stare at it and her.
I took the thing from Allison's hand before she could give Peter a surprise attack while he demanded responses from Lydia
"You're not just an uncle" Lydia answered him making me gasp and quickly recover myself
"She's right" I grinned "you're also a little shit, can we go now?" I said biting the inside of my cheek
"Who is it?" He said approaching her, totally ignoring me
"I don't know" She answered
"Even if I couldn't hear your heart beat I'd be able to tell you're lying, Lydia" He smirked "WHO IS IT?"
"I said I don't know" She answered calmly "I don't know its name, if it's a boy or a girl or if it's some mutated wolf baby"
"You're lying" He started walking towards her. Very close. "Tell me what you know. Tell me" He grabbed her arms and before I could noticed what I was doing the electrocute thing on my hand had unfolded and I'd pushed it against Peter's back the closest I was able to, despites my human not-so-much-strength.
"Now we're leaving" I said pushing Lydia through the door and being followed by Allison "That was… Awesome" I said once we were on the elevator
"When did you learn to use it?" Allison asked widening her eyes while we still could hear Peter screaming for Lydia
"I didn't, I just saw when you did" I smiled "And I so totally want to do it again" I laughed for the first time in over 48 hours.
We went to Allison's car as fast as we could, and Lydia explained what she had actually heard about Peter's child once we were on a very distant place from Derek's loft.
"I got mine" Allison said "Did you find yours?"
"Yeah" She said zooming the picture and they put it side by side
"Peter and Malia?" I asked
"Father and daughter" Lydia corrected me
"I did not see that one coming" I said leaning on the back seat "Oh, can you drop me on the animal clinic? Deaton told me he needed my help with something"
"Yeah, sure"
I could feel my heartbeat on every inch of my body and I had no idea how Scott was the only one to notice it, I felt like there was a freaking microphone on my chest broadcasting it to the whole Beacon Hill's city.
"You really have to learn, Scott" I heard Stiles' voice, but not really his, it couldn't be, it was differente. It was something else "You really have to learn not to trust a fox" On a fraction of second Scott's eyes locked on mine and It felt like years had passed "Mm-mm. Know why? 'Cause they're tricksters" I noticed Kira's body on the ground "They'll fool you" I grabbed the hardest thing I saw and silently walked toward then"They'll fool everyone" And hit it on his head
"Not everyone" I said pulling the needle out of my pocket and sticking it on his neck. I had no idea how. I whispered something under my breath while I grabbed his arms, trying to make the impact on the floor weaker, less painful, even if it was the Nogitsune.
Stiles still was there, somewhere.
I couldn't hurt him.
I could never hurt him.