"Lock it! Lock it!" I screamed as I backed from the door.
"Do I look like I have a key?" Scott asked me.
"Grab something!" Stiles yelled.
"What?" I asked, looking around.
"Anything!" Scott yelled. I looked through the glass window of the door and saw the metal cutters just outside the door.
"No," Stiles said warningly to me.
"Yes," I replied.
"No, Ellie, don't," Scott told me but I just opened the door, ran out and grabbed the cutters. I looked around.
"Ellie! Run! Ellie!" I heard shouting inside from Scott and Stiles. I looked around at them and they pointed behind me. I turned and saw the beast emerging from the back of the jeep.
"Oh- my god," I murmured in fear. I stood up straight, watching as it began to pounce at me. I turned and began to sprint to the door, gliding through it as the boys shut it behind me, jamming it with the metal cutters. I stumbled back and breathed deeply.
"Where is it? Where did it go? That won't hold it, will it?" Scott rambled.
"Probably not," Stiles said. They began to back away from the doors, Stiles arms coming around me. Suddenly a howl from somewhere around us made us all tense.
"Come on!" Scott exclaimed and we ran to the nearest classroom. I was let in first.
"The desk," I said and we all began to move it to the door. "Stop stop!" I then hissed. "The door's not gonna keep it out," I said.
"I know," Scott said.
"It's your boss," Stiles stated.
"What?" I asked.
"Deaton, the alpha? Your boss," Stiles said to us.
"No," I said immediately.
"Yes, murdering psycho werewolf," Stiles said.
"That can't be," Scott disagreed.
"Oh come on. He disappears and that thing shows up ten seconds later to toss Derek twenty feet through the air? That's not convenient timing?" Stiles said.
"It's not him," Scott protested. I stilled.
"He killed Derek," I whispered and felt tears run down my cheeks.
"No, Derek's not dead. He can't be dead," Scott said to me.
"Blood spurted out of his mouth, okay? That doesn't exactly qualify as a minor injury." Stiles said. "He's dead and we're next," He added. I felt more tears fall. Scott looked at me.
"Okay, just- what do we do?" Scott asked.
"We get to the jeep," I said a few moments. "We get out of here and then you and I, Scott, seriously think about quitting our jobs...good?" I said, wiping my tears away. Both nodded and we headed to the windows. Scott went to open them.
"No, they don't open. The school's climate- controlled," Stiles told him.
"Then we break it," Scott replied.
"That would make a lot of noise and attract attention," I said.
"Then we run, really fast. Really fast." Scott paused. "Hey, you two, what's wrong with the hood of your jeep?" He asked.
"What do you mean? Nothing's wrong," I replied, confused.
"It's bent," Scott replied.
"What, like, dented?" Stiles asked.
"No, he means bent," I said, looking ou of the window.
"What the hell-?" Stiles came to stand beside me. At that moment, something smashed through the window, causing me to yelp and Scott to cover me with his body to shelter me from the glass. "That's the battery," He stated as we crawled to underneath the window sill. I held my breath in fear and felt Scott and Stiles both grab my hand tightly. Stiles went to move.
"Don't," I whispered.
"We have to move," He whispered back.
"He could be right outside," Scott whispered too.
"He is right outside," I corrected him.
"Just, let me take a look," Scott said.
"Nothing?" Stiles whispered as Scott looked out.
"No," Scott replied.
"Move now?" I asked.
"Move now," Scott decided. We got up and moved out of the classroom, leaving the battery on the floor. I held Stiles' hand tightly, feeling him squeeze it every ten seconds.
"This way," Scott said, nodding to the hallway.
"No, no no," I protested.
"What?" Stiles asked me.
"Somewhere without windows," I said.
"Every single room in this building has windows," Scott pointed out.
"Well, somewhere with less windows then," I said.
"The locker room," Stiles said. I nodded.
"Yeah." Scott said.
"Okay," I agreed.
"Call your Dad," Scott told us as we made our way into the locker room.
"And tell him what?" I asked.
"I don't know, anything. Gas leak, a fire, whatever. If that thing sees the parking lot filled with cop cars, it'll take off," Scott said.
"What if it doesn't?" I asked him. "What if it goes completely terminator and kills every cop in sight, including our Dad?" I asked him in reply.
"They have guns," Scott stated.
"Yeah and Derek had to be shot with freaking wolfsbane- laced to even slow him down, remember that?" Stiles said.
"Then we- we have to- we have to find a way out and just run for it," Scott said.
"There's nothing near the school for at least a mile," Stiles reminded him.
"Derek's car," I said softly.
"That could work. We go outside, we get the keys off his body and then we take his car," Stiles said.
"And him," I said softly. They both looked at me. "We can't just leave him lying there," I said.
"Ellie, did you have- have a thing for him?" Stiles asked quietly. I didn't reply to him, staying silent.
"Oh god," Scott moaned. "You had a thing for him," He stated. I turned to him as I reached the door.
"Just don't, okay?" I said, turning to him. I went to turn the handle when Scott stopped me. "Scott!" I hissed.
"I think I heard something," Scott said. I froze.
"Like what?" I whispered.
"Quiet," Scott told me. Suddenly I also heard the noise on the other side of the door and began to back away, along with the other two. "Hide," Scott told us. Stiles got into a locker, creating noise. I followed too and knew from the sounds that Scott had down the same. I breathed softly, placing my hands on the back of the locker. I heard the door opening to the locker room and I closed my eyes, trying not to breath too heavily. I leant back from the door of the locker as I heard the footsteps coming towards me. Suddenly footsteps stopped in front of the locker I was inside. As the door opened, I screamed, then stopped abruptly as I saw it was the school janitor, who also screamed. Stiles and Scott got out of their lockers, attempting to shut him up. I knelt to the ground, holding my hands over my mouth and my heart.
"Quiet!" Stiles told the man.
"Quiet my ass, what the hell are you trying to do, kill me? All of you get out of here!" The janitor replied.
"Will you just listen for a half a second okay?" I said to him, recovering slightly.
"Not okay. Get the hell out of here, right now," The guy said.
"God, just one second to explain," Stiles complained as we got pushed out of the locker room.
"Just shut up and go," The janitor said. As the door shut, we heard the snarl as the janitor got killed by the Alpha and the blood left on the glass of the door.
"Go! Go!" I cried, turning and running away with Scott and Stiles following me. We reached the end exit doors and I tried to push them open but they wouldn't. Scott and Stiles also tried but the doors wouldn't open.
"What the hell?" Stiles asked.
"It's a dumpster," Scott said as I looked behind me for any sign of the alpha.
"He pushed it in froth of the door to block us in?" I asked, my voice slightly high in panic.
"Come on, help us," Stiles said to me. I turned and began to push,
"Stop!" Scott said.
"I'm not dying here, Scott. I'm not dying in this freaking place," I said, beginning to push again.
"We're not going to die," Scott replied as he pulled us both away and began to walk down the corridor again.
"God, what is he doing? What does he want?" Stiles rambled.
"Me. Derek says it's stronger with a pack," Scott said. I stopped suddenly. I looked down at my phone and saw it was a text form Jackson.
"Crap," I muttered.
"What?" Stiles asked me.
"I was going to study with Jackson tonight. I'm half an hour late," I replied.
"Wait? You had a study date with Jackson?!" Stiles exclaimed.
"It wasn't a date and it's beyond the point," I said. "Can we just deal with the fact that were currently trapped with a psychotic werewolf who's into teen work...which is just freaking great," I said as I began to walk again. I looked out the window and whimpered. Scott and Stiles looked at me, then what I was gazing at. Which was the Alpha on top of the room opposite us, staring straight at us. Then it began to run at us. I screamed as we began to run because it came right through the glass behind us. I looked behind me to see it chasing us. We burst through a door and Scott fell, causing me to fall over him. We ran down the stairwell an through another door at the bottom. We entered the locker room again and hid behind the locker's.
I heard the growl of the Alpha faintly. Scott looked around the corner of the lockers. Then he ducked back quickly.
"What?" I barely whispered.
"Go," Was all Scott said. I nodded and led the way around the lockers. We entered another room.
"All right, we have to do something," Stiles said.
"Like what?" Scott asked.
"I don't know. Kill it, hurt it, inflict mental anguish on it. Something," I suggested. Both of them looked at me. "What? I am very, very scared," I said.
"What are you doing?" Scott asked Stiles as he went to move the desk.
"The desk, come on, the desk," He replied.
"He can't-" I cut myself off.
"All right," Stiles sighed. I felt my phone vibrate. Jackson.
'You okay? xxx' I sighed and didn't answer it.
"What are you doing?" Scott asked as Stiles went to look out of the window of the door.
"I just wanna get a look at it," Stiles replied.
"Are you crazy?" I asked, hoarsely.
"Look, it's trapped, okay? It's not gonna get out. Yeah, that's right, we got you-"
"Will you shut up!" I screamed at him and he looked at me in shock.
"I'm not scared of this thing. I'm not scared of you. Right, 'cause you're in there and we're out here. You're not going any-"
.I slid down the wall, holding my neck as the Alpha jumped up through the ceiling and into the air con vents. I whimpered again and saw the flashlight flickering. I could feel my magic building up inside of me. Suddenly I heard the ceiling above me begin to break. Scott pulled me up and we began to run again.
We stopped a few minutes later.
"Wait do you hear that?" Scott asked us. I listened and faintly heard a phone ringing.
"Hear what?" Stiles asked.
"It sounds like...a phone ringing," I answered as Scott nodded.
"What?" Stiles asked.
"I know that ring. It's Allison's phone," Scott said. I looked at him incredulously, as did Stiles.
"You have to be kidding me," I muttered. I pulled out my phone and began to call her. She answered immediately.
"Ellie?" She asked. I handed it to Scott.
"No, it's me. Where are you?" He asked her.
"I'm in the school looking for you," I heard her say. "Why aren't you at my place? And why didn't Ellie turn up at Jackson's?"
"Where are you right now?" Scott asked her, ignoring her question.
"On the first floor," She replied. I grabbed the phone off of him.
"Where? Where are you exactly?" I asked her.
"The swimming pools," She replied. "Ellie, what is going on?"
"Get to the lobby. Go now," I said and handed the phone back to Scott as we began to head to the lobby too.
We met with Allison and stopped dead.
"Why did you come? What are you doing here?" Scott asked her,
"Because you asked me to," She replied confused. Scott looked at us, then back at Allison. Allison looked at our expressions too.
"I asked you to?" Scott asked her quietly.
"Why do I get the feeling you didn't send this message?" Allison asked, showing him the phone. I gasped breathily as I read it.
"It's because he didn't," I said gently.
"Did you drive here?" Stiles asked.
"Jackson did," She replied. "He was worried about Ellie," She added. I looked her, surprised.
"Jackson's here too?" Scott asked.
"And Lydia," Allisom said. I groaned and held my hand to my forehead. "What's going on? Who sent this text?" She answered her phone as it began to ring. "Where are you?" She asked into her phone.
"We are all dead," I said to Stiles and Scott quietly. Lydia and Jackson appeared in the lobby seconds later and I breathed in relief. Jackson immediately came to stand next to me.
"Finally. Can we go now?" Lydia asked. Creaking of the ceiling sounded above us as the Alpha moved and snarled. I saw Allison and Scott link hands and I was dimly aware of Jackson doing the same to me.
"Run. Just run!" I cried in panic. We ran up the stairs as the alpha dropped from the ceiling. Lydia screamed and went to stumble but I let go of Jackson's hand and took hold of her's instead. We entered a room at the far end of the corridor and Scott and I began to lock the bolts on it. I backed away from the door.
"Help me get this in front of the door," Scott said to Jackson and they began to shift furniture to block the door up.
"Scott, wait, not here," Stiles said.
"What was that? Scott, what was that? Allison asked.
"What came out of the ceiling?" Lydia asked.
"Will you just help me? The chairs, stack the chairs," Scott replied.
"Guys- can we just wait a second? You guys, listen to me- w- can we wait a second? Guys? Stiles talking . Can we hang on one second, please?" I looked at the windows and realised.
"Just stop!" I screamed desperately and everyone turned to look at me.
"Great job guys...beautiful job..." Stiles complimented me.
"What do we do about the twenty foot wall of windows?" I asked them, tears falling again. They all looked to the windows and then realised.
"Can somebody please explain to me what's going on, because I'm freaking out here. And I would like to know why. Scott?" Allison said, looking to him.
"Somebody killed the janitor," Stiles stated. I shot him a look.
"What?" Lydia asked.
"Yeah, the janitor's dead," He said.
"What's he talking about? Is this a joke?" Allison asked.
"What, who killed him?" Jackson asked.
"No, no, no, no. This was supposed to be over. The mountain lion killed-" Lydia was cut off.
"No, don't you get it? There wasn't a mountain lion," Jackson said to her.
"Who was it? What does he want? What's happening? Scott!" Allison was getting hysterical and I was now leaning on the desk like Scott, my head in my hands. I felt myself crying but I couldn't wipe my tears away.
"I-I don't know. I- I just- if-if we got out there, he's gonna kill us," Scott said.
"Us? He's gonna kill us?" Lydia asked.
"Who? Who is it?" Allison asked. I breathed softly and looked to both Scott and Stiles.
"It's Derek. Derek Hale," I lied softly.
"Derek killed the janitor?" Jackson asked me.
"Are you sure?" Allison asked me.
"I saw him. I- I was the one to meet him here," I replied. They all looked to me.
"The mountain li-" Lydia started but I cut her off.
"No, Lydia. Derek killed all of them...he's...he's the guy I was talking about the other day," I said softly. Lydia's face softened and she motioned to me to come towards her. I did so and I hugged her tightly.
"All of them?" Allison asked.
"Yeah, starting with his own sister," Scott replied.
"The bus driver?" Allison asked again.
"And the guy in the video store- it's been Derek the whole time. He's in here with us and if we don't get out now- he's going to kill us too," I said as I pulled away from Lydia.
"Call the cops," Jackson said.
"No," Stiles said immediately.
"Wh- what do you mean 'no'?" Jackson asked.
"I mean no. You wanna hear it in Spanish? Look, Derek killed three people, okay? We don't know what he's armed with?" Stiles said.
"Your's and Ellie's Dad is armed with an entire sheriff's department. Call him," Jackson answered,
"I'm calling," Lydia said.
"No, Lydia, would you just hold on a sec-" I was cut off as Lydia began speaking.
"Yes, we're at Beacon Hills High School. We're trapped and we need you to-but- she hung up on me," Lydia said uncertainly. I looked at her.
"The police hung up on you?" Allison asked.
"She said they got a tip off warning them that there are gonna be prank calls about a break in at the high school. She said if I called again that they're gonna trace it and have me arrested," Lydia explained.
"Okay, then call again," Allison said.
"No, they won't trace a cell...they'll send a car to your house before they send anyone here," Stiles said. Allison looked to me for co formation and I nodded.
"What the- what- what is this? Why does Derek wanna kill us? Why is he killing anyone?" Allisom's asked. Everyone looked towards me and Scott.
"Why's everyone looking at us?" Scott asked.
"Is he the one that sent her the text?" Lydia asked.
"No. I mean. I don't know," Scott said.
"Is he the one that called the police?" Allison asked.
"I don't know!" Scott shouted.
"All right, why don't we ease back on the throttle here, yeah?" Stiles said, pushing me and Scott back into a corner. "Okay, first off, throwing Derek under the bus, nicely done," Stiles said to me.
"I didn't know what to say. I had to say something and if he's dead then it doesn't matter, right? Except if he's not." I replied.
"Oh god, I totally just bit her head off," Scott muttered.
"And she'll totally get over it. Bigger issues at hand here, like how do we get out alive?" Stiles replied.
"But we are alive. It could've killed us already. It's like it's cornering us or something," Scott pointed out.
"So what, he wants to eat us all at the same time?" Stiles asked.
"No! Derek said it wants revenge," I said.
"Against who?" Scott asked.
"Allison's family?" I asked. "Maybe that's what the text was about. Someone had to send it," I added.
"Okay, as heads- new plan," Jackson said. We turned to him. "Stiles calls his useless Dad and tells him to send someone with a gun and decent aim. Are we good with that?" It went silent for a moment. Then I stalked over to Jackson and slapped him hard. Everyone looked at me in shock.
"My Dad is not useless, got that?" I hissed. "But he's right. We have to call him," I added. Lydia, Jackson and Allison was looking at me like I had gone insane. Which I probably had with all the terror filling my body.
"I'm not watching Dad get eaten alive," Stiles said to me.
"All right, give me the phone," Jackson walked over to us. I turned and punched him the nose. He fell onto the floor.
"Jackson! Are you okay? Hey, are you okay?" Allison said to him, kneeling down beside him. I pulled out my phone and called my Dad.
"Hey Dad, it's me," I said and then I heard the bleep of the voicemail. "And it's your voicemail. Look, I need you to call me or Stiles back now. Like right now. We're at the school. dad, we're at the school," I said. Suddenly there was banging on the door. I turned to it, leaning forward and pulling Lydia towards me more.
"Oh my god," Lydia said.
"The kitchen, the door out of the kitchen leads to the stairwell," Stiles said.
"Which only goes up." Scott replied.
"Up is better than here," I said, as everyone began running and went inside another classroom.
"Jackson, how many people can fit into your car?" Scott asked him as he blocked the door with a chair.
"Six,if someone squeezes on on someone's lap," Jackson replied.
"Five? I can barely fit in the back," Allison said.
"It doesn't matter. There's no getting out without attention," Stiles said. I looked around the classroom.
"What about this? This leads to the roof. We can go down the fire escape to the parking lot in, like seconds," I suggested.
"That's a deadbolt," Stiles said.
"The janitor has a key," Scott said.
"You mean his bod has a key," Stiles corrected.
"I can get it. I can find him by scent, by blood," Scott said.
"Well, gee, that sounds like an incredibly terrible idea. What else you got?" Stiles said.
"We're getting the key," I said to everyone.
"Are you serious?" Allison asked me.
"Well it's the best plan. Someone has to felt the key if we wanna get out of here," I said.
"You can't go out there unarmed," Jackson said. I breathed deeply.
"It's the best plan for me to go because I was the one who was involved with Derek. I was the one who met him here tonight," I said.
"You mean?" Allison asked. I nodded.
"There's gotta be something else," Stiles said.
"There is," Lydia spoke up. She looked towards the acid cabinets.
"What are we gonna do? Throw acid on him?" Stiles asked.
"No, like a firebomb. In there is everything you need to make a self igniting Molotov cocktail," Lydia explained. We all looked to her.
"What? I read it somewhere," She said, defensively.
"Lydia l love you," I said as we began to move.
As soon as we finished, Lydia handed me and Scott the bombs.
"No, no, this is insane. You can't do this. You cannot go out there," Allisom said.
"We can't just sit here waiting for my Dad to check his messages," I replied.
"You could die. Don't you get? He's killed three people," She said.
"And we're next. Somebody had to do something," I said.
"Ellie. Just stop. Do you remember- do you remember when you told me you know wether or not I was lying? That I had a tell. Well, so do you. You're a horrible liar and you've been lying all night...just please don't leave us, either of you," She began crying,
"Lock the door behind us." Scott finalised. Allison pulled him back and kissed him before letting him go. We walked out into the corridor and held hands tightly. I wiped tears from my face that Allison had caused.
"Why are you here, Ellie? With me?" Scott asked.
"Because I have a secret," I replied.
"Which is?" He asked, sounding scared.
"I'm a witch, Scott. I really have been seeing Derek and meeting him all the time because he found out I'm a witch and he's been helping me," I explained in a rush. Scott looked at me in shock and then he nodded. "You believe me?" I asked him,
"Yeah...I do," He said slowly. We heard a far distant growl and I turned to look down the hallway. We walked into the gym and i felt the hairs at the back of my neck stand up. "You okay?" He asked.
"I can sesame foreboding...it's one of my powers...I can sense that he's here," I said in reply. We ducked under the bleachers. I saw blood drop onto Scott's face and I looked up to see the janitor hung from there. I let out a gasp. I saw the keys and Scott began to climb up to get them. I looked around in case the Alpha was around. Suddenly the stands began to fold in, meaning we were going to get trapped.
"Scott!" I exclaimed, beginning to panic.
"Go!" He exclaimed as he dropped. I ran, only just clearing in time as did Scott. We looked around us. I saw the Alpha from the corner of the room and Scott pulled me behind him.
"My god," I breathed in fear.
"Ellie, get back to the room," Scott told me. "Go!" He shouted. I nodded and handed him my firebomb before taking the key and running out of the gym. I turned down the corridor. I heard the snarl echo around me and I stopped, turning behind me.
"Oh my god...Scott... Oh my god," I whispered. I began to run again. I rounded a corner and paused. Then I heard footsteps. I looked around the corner and saw a fully changed Scott. My breathing stuttered and I began to move again, quietly. I turned another corner And heard Scott scrape his claws on the wall metres from me. I walked into the main corridor and then I saw Scott behind me. "Oh no," I whispered, backing up. Scott focused on me for a moment, then he just turned and looked at the classroom to where The others were. I watched as he stopped, not moving. I moved backwards and began to run again. I then heard sirens and ran to the exit doors of the school. I ran out as they pulled up and fell to the floor.
"Ellie!" I heard Stiles scream and turned to see him, Jackson, Lydia and Allison looking at me. I began crying, hiding my head in my hands as Dad got out and hugged me tightly.
"What's happened -?" Dad asked. I just shook my head, crying harder.
"Listen...were gonna search this whole school. Were gonna find him. Okay? I promise," Dad said and walked off as one of his deputies called him.
"Well, we survived died, you know? We outlasted the alpha. It's still good, right? Being alive?" Stiles said to us.
"When we were in the chemistry room, he walked right by us. You don't think that it heard us? It knew where we right were?" Scott replied. "It wants me in it's pack. But I think first- I have to get rid of my old pack," He added.
"What do you mean? What old pack?" Stiles asked.
"Allison, Jackson, Lydia, you two," Scott said, meeting my eyes. I realised.
"The alpha doesn't want to kill us," I replied.
"It wants me to do it and that's not even the worst part," Scott said.
"How in gods name is that not the worst part, Scott?" Stiles asked.
"Because when he made me shift- I wanted to do it. I wanted to kill you. All of you.."
"It's why you stalked me," I said softly. I looks over at the ambulance and frowned. "It can't be," I whispered as I as walked over.
"There you are," Deaton said to us.
"How- How did you-?" Scott asked.
"Not easily,and I hear it's all thanks to you three. I think I owe you a raise," Deaton replied. Dad the. Ushered us away to where Jackson, Lydia and Allison stood. As Allison and Scott began to talk or argue and so did Stiles and Jackson, I looked away, towards where Derek's body should be...and wasn't. I felt my breathing stop, my heart beat fast. I saw Scott looking at me worriedly as fresh tears began to fall. Then I closed my eyes and saw the red eyes of the Alpha inside my mind.
"Ellie?"
"Oh my god!"
"Ellie! Ellie!"
Those shouts were the last things I heard before it went black around me.
