The clan stepped out of the car laughing hyssterically. Jessica's vision became blurry after standing up. She thought it was due to her laughing and her brain being deprived of oxygen. Soon she could not breathe. She became nervous with all of world spinning around her. She soon watched her friends faces turn from happy to worried. She could hear their muffled cries for her to tell them what was wrong. Before she knew it, everything went black.
"Oh my God." Allison cried out. "Jessica!" Stiles raced to her aide. He kneeled by her side. He touched her and freaked out at how cold she was. "Guys, she's super cold." he said in a worry tone. He rolled her head face up so he could look into her eyes. Once they were open, he noticed that they were wide and dialated. He watched as they shifted from her original lovely chocolate brown to a blazing high lavender. Everyone gasped at the sight. Scott could hear a high pitched whistling noise that could burst his ear drums. He covered his ears and broke down to his knees in pain. "Allison, go get Deacon, and hurry." Stiles barked. She hesitated. She knew she should be used to seeing Scott change, but she wasn't used to seeing him change under these circumstances. She stared at the sight with her hand trembling in front of her opened mouth. "Go!" he shouted. She jolted into the vet's office.
When she reached the inside of the building, she looked around frantically calling for the witch's uncle. When she reached the cats' shelter she found him caring for the hungry animals. "Allison?" he acknowledged the girl. "Please, come outside. It's Jessica!" He quickly looked up at the goregous teen. A look of worry spread over his face. "You need to come outside." Allison couldn't handle the pressure. She broke down in tears after watching her new friend faint in a way that left her cold and some what lifeless; her boyfriend was changing in ways that she had witnessed before, but haven't seen him in these conditions. He dropped the food and Allison led him outside. He came out and examined her body. "What happened?" he asked with a little bit of angst in his voice. His voice and posture was quite unnatural. He seemed too cool and collected for such a situation. "She's cold and her eyes are dialated." He pointed out. Scott seemed to be frozen laying next to her in a very similar state. "Stiles, help me bring them inside." Deacon barked. There was only one way this could have happened. Stiles was scared but agreed. He stared at his beautiful girlfriend and felt tears forming. He leaned down and picked her up. He looked into her eyes and saw, what he believed could be smoke. The smoke clouded her eyes completely. "Uhh. . . Deacon, what's going on?" Stiles asked out of complete worry. Lightning flashed and thunder roared throughout the sky. The ground began to shake and soon began to split.
"Get in the office. Now!" Deacon yelled over the natural disaters. He cradled Scott in his arms as he ran into the building with Stiles close behing. They sat them on the tables operation tables. Scott's eyes soon clouded with the same thick coating as Jessica. He disappeared into some unknown room to find out what exactly happened to her. He knew, but he didn't want to come to terms with himself. A loud crack of thunder rolled through the building. Allison's tears and crying became more intense as the weather encased her in the building, which she felt was going to collapse on top of them. Stiles paced back and forth looked at the to lifeless bodies of the people he loved and cared about dearly. He chewed on his thumb nail and stopped as he looked at something unusual. Jessica and Scott twitched simotaneously. He squinted and blinked to try to cleat the image. He closed his eyes and he could see both teens sitting up and covered in blood and sharp fangs and claws to blame for it. He opened his eyes with a jump and a speeding heartbeat. Allison was in a corner crying her eyes out. It was like he could feel the intensity crawling off of her with every tear that fell. His body began to tingle and he could hear a beautiful voice calling out to him. It reminded him of Jessica, but more mature and sensual. She sang a beautiful note that made him want more. He stared at Jessica and Scott. Unknowingly, he began to sing the song and walk slowly toward the unlikely couple. He grabbed hold to the girl and the boy, and he began to sing. Allison looked up at him, wiping her tears, "Stiles? What are you doing?" He didn't answer.
He continued to sing. His eyes turned jet black with an outlined crimson. Scott's and Jessica's bodies began to convulse, foaming at the mouth. Their mouths opened and the smoke from their eyes cleared through their open lips. Allison gasped and crawled out of the room in fear. The smoke evaporated into thin air and both teens let out howls to the sky. Stiles felt a sudden rush come over him, washing away the last few seconds of his memory. Scott stayed in wolf form. His fangs shined in the light and his wolf's urge took over. We growled and tried to leap at his best friend. Jessica, on the other hand, prevented the shove and Stiles fled to the other side of the room. Scott now has a new target. He wanted Jessica. He growled one more time and took a swing at her. She ducked and jumped on the hanging lights and then on to the tops of the medicine cabinets. From what Stiles could see, she reminded him of a super hot hybrid of a werewolf chick and a leopard in captivity. She swayed side to side and stayed in a sleek, but lazy-cat position. Stiles didn't know what to do. He looked in her lavender eyes and she gave a quick little smirk, showing off her fangs. She tapped her fangs with her index claw. She looked back at Scott with a playful growl and a sort of Catwoman-like purr. Scott began to get frustrated. "Come and get it." she teased. Scott jumped up and knocked her down. She landed on all-fours and let out a cheetah-like grow. The storm stopped and Deacon came to the rescue. "Stop!" he yelled trying to break up the two. That didn't stop them. He grabbed each creature by the shoulder and said kindly, but sternly, "Please, stop!" Deacon's eyes turned a high orange color and both teens returned to normal. "What happened?" they both asked. "Somebody is gaining and losing their touch." He explained looking at Jessica and Stiles. "I know what really happened, between you and Stiles." Deacon said, looking down at his shoes and then at his niece. They looked at each other and then to Deacon. "Look, Deacon-" Stiles began, but was cut off by Deacon's hand. "I'm not upset. It's what teenagers do, it's all hormonal. But the thing is, she's a special witch. When she does it with someone that isn't of witch blood, terrible things can happen. Some of your powers can be transferred into the opposite person, thus, causing things like this can happen." he said leading them to the door. When everyone reached outside, they could see the mayhem that was caused. A huge crack in the earth leaked green smoke and noises. A shadow came out of the lybrinth and their faces twisted. "Oh my God!" Allison shrieked. "What is that?"
