The next day, Izzie opted out of watching Derek train his new pack. She had some training of her own to do, and as much as she wanted to be with her pack, she needed to get a grasp on the new powers she was getting. When she walked into the vet clinic, she wasted no time asking her questions.

"Didn't you say when I saw things when I was awake that it would be because I wanted it to happen?" Izzie asked.

"I did."

"As much as I hate to say it, you were wrong," Izzie said taking sitting in her usual spot on the counter.

"What's been happening?" Deaton asked. There was a look in Deaton's eye, but Izzie couldn't place what it was.

"Well, my head pounds, I see things, and then when I open my eyes I'm usually lying on the ground," Izzie summed up.

"What are you seeing when this happens?" Deaton asked. Izzie thought she might have heard concern in his voice, but she couldn't be sure.

"Well, the first time, somebody got locked in a freezer and started panicking. The second time I think I saw the beginning of a killing."

"That is odd," Deaton said turning away from Izzie.

"So it's not normal?" Izzie asked worriedly.

"Not in any of the cases that I've ever seen," Deaton said when he turned back around.

"So I'm an even bigger freak than we originally thought?"

"Not the term I would have chosen to use."

"No, but it would still mean the same thing. Is there anything I could do to control it?"

"I don't believe so," Deaton answered after a couple of seconds. Izzie pursed her lips and tilted her head at the obvious hesitation of Deaton's answer.

"You said your head pounds?" Deaton asked, resulting in Izzie's nod, "when you feel it about to happen, focus on something close to you, something that could pull you back. I'm not sure how well it will help, but it's the only thing I can think of that might work."

"Am I going to learn anything new today?" Izzie asked, suddenly getting excited. She would use Deaton's advice, but she didn't want to dwell on the fact that it wasn't exactly a solution.

"Not today Izzie," Deaton said softly, "I think for now you should focus on keeping these new visions at bay. It looks like today will be a bit slow, why don't you go on home."

Izzie stared at Deaton in confusion. She knew there was something he wasn't telling her. She also knew it would do no good to pry it out of him. Izzie abruptly hopped down from the counter, and headed out of the clinic.


The next day of school, Izzie did everything in her power to avoid Scott and Stiles. She never stopped to think that Allison should have been on the list until they were standing next to each other at their respective lockers between classes.

"So, uh, Scott told me something interesting the other day," Allison started awkwardly.

"I'm sure he did," Izzie said quietly as she opened up her locker to grab the books she needed.

"So are you and Derek, like a, you know, a thing?" Allison stuttered out. Izzie paused for a second, which didn't go unnoticed by Allison, and then continued to grab her books.

"Allison, I like you," Izzie started, "and I love how happy you and Scott are. But it's for that very reason that I'm not telling you anything, because I know you're only asking for him."

"I'm not asking for Scott," Allison said, but when she saw the look on Izzie's face, she knew she wasn't going to be able to get around it, "well not completely at least. It's something I always wondered. I mean you never seemed to have a problem with him, and Scott would was so quick to tell me how much he didn't like him."

"There isn't a thing with me and Derek. Scott's just always hated him," Izzie slammed her locker and hoped Allison would leave her alone.

"So if there's nothing going on between the two of you then why are you involved with his pack?" Allison asked, following closely behind Izzie.

"Oh my god," Izzie groaned as she tried to pick up the pace. She grinned when she saw Erica from the corner of her eye.

"Is there a problem going on here?" Erica asked sweetly as she walked up to them.

"There's no problem at all," Izzie answered, "Allison was just wondering when our homework for English was due. Right Allison?" Izzie said turning her head in Allison's direction.

"Right," Allison said with a tight smile and a nod of her head. She took a couple steps backward before turning around and walking away all together.

"So what was really going on there?" Erica asked falling into step with Izzie.

"She was trying to figure out why I'm involved with the pack. She was only asking because Scott asked her to."

"What did you tell her?"

"Not anything important. She thought Derek and I were together, and I told her she was wrong."

"I would hope so since there seems to be a thing going on between you and Isaac," Erica said with smirk. Izzie blushed and looked at the ground.

"Wait," Izzie said suddenly, "how did you know about that?"

"The real question is why didn't you tell me about that? You know you're really not doing the greatest job at being my best friend. I might have to replace you with Boyd."

"In my defense, I've never been a best friend to anybody other than Stiles. You'll have to excuse me for my lack of girly skills."

"I'll consider granting you forgiveness," Erica smiled.

"But seriously, how did you find out?" Izzie asked curiously.

"Because Isaac wouldn't shut up about you throughout the whole entire training session. He was really bummed that you weren't there. It was sweet, and somewhat annoying," Erica summed up.

"What was he saying?" Izzie asked, and Erica smirked at the hopeful glint in her eyes.

"You'll just have to talk to Isaac about that. Although, he wasn't as depressed about you missing out when Derek broke his hand."

"Why did Derek break his hand?"

"Because Isaac complained about having a bunch of broken bones."

"That sounds like something Derek would do," Izzie said shaking her head.

"It's too bad you weren't there, you could have kissed it to make it better," Erica giggled.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, you're hilarious."

"You love me," Erica said with a smile as she continued to walk on to her next class.


"Remind me why I had to come here again?" Izzie complained as she was dragged to the top of the bleachers by Erica and Boyd. Coming to the lacrosse game was the last thing Izzie had wanted to do.

"Because it will be fun," Erica said when they reached the spot where they were going to sit. Erica sat down next to Boyd, and had to pull Izzie's hand to get her to sit down too.

"Maybe for you. In case you haven't noticed, Scott and Stiles are kind of pissed at me and probably want me as far away from here as possible. Besides, I'm not all that thrilled with Scott either."

"All the better to be here," Boyd replied with a shrug, "Scott's funny when he's mad, and you can rub it in his face that we treat you better."

"You're only saying that because you got to sit in the Zamboni when we fought him," Erica said with a huff.

"Wasn't my fault," Boyd said dismissively, "Izzie, you never told us what happened between you and Scott," Izzie slightly tensed, and Erica being the new best friend had to step up to defend her honor. Or something like that.

"If she would have wanted us to know, she would have told us," Erica said.

"I was just asking," Boyd defended himself.

Izzie tuned the werewolves out as the continued to bicker with each other, and started to focus on the game. She winced as one by one, almost all the Beacon Hills players were getting hurt.

"By the way," Erica whispered to Izzie, "Derek wants to talk to Stiles about what he saw at the mechanics."

"So that's what we're really here for," Izzie said understanding why she was forced to go to the game.

"Derek thinks he's more likely to answer with you there."

"I doubt that will be the case," Izzie said as she glanced over at Stiles. When she saw him walk by Allison and head off of the field, she tapped Erica's arm.

"Stiles just went that way," Izzie said pointing behind them, "It looked like Allison handed him something though."

Izzie looked back over where she had seen Stiles, but there was a flash somewhere further away that caught her attention. When she looked at where it came from, she saw Matt lowering his camera.

"We'll go after him in a minute," Erica said catching Izzie's attention, "we have to wait until Derek-"

"You!" Erica got interrupted by Coach who was pointing at Boyd.

Boyd began to stand up and Erica grabbed his arm.

"Uh uh. Derek won't like this."

"Yeah. But I will," Boys shook her arm off and stood up.

Erica's phone went off while Coach cheered, and she looked really torn about what she was supposed to do.

"You go find Stiles," Izzie said, "I'll stay here and keep an eye on Boyd."

"You say that as if you're going to be able to do anything if he starts to shift."

"Then let me rephrase my statement. I'll keep an eye on Scott to make sure he doesn't do anything stupid to Boyd."

"Good luck with that. Derek said he's at the pool," Erica said standing up.

"Have fun with your mission," Izzie said as Erica started climbing down the bleachers.

Izzie watched the rest of the game from between the spaces of her fingers that were covering her eyes. After a lot of close calls with Boyd's eyes, and a temporary broken bone from Scott, Izzie was glad for the game to be over.

Izzie stayed in her spot on the bleachers until Boyd walked over.

"I hope you enjoyed yourself," Izzie said.

"Very much so," Boyd replied with a serious face. Izzie let out a small breathy laugh and stood up.

"At least you got through it without anybody finding out you're a werewolf."

"Am I driving you home?" Boyd asked.

"No. Erica hasn't texted me back on how things went yet, so I'm going to go over to the pool to make sure they haven't maimed Stiles."

"Want me to go with you?"

"Aw how sweet of you," Izzie said sarcastically, "I think I'll be able to make it over by myself. It's only a two minute walk from here."

"You better tell Derek I offered. He doesn't like you to be by yourself."

"I know he doesn't, and it's very annoying. Go home Boyd."

Boyd shrugged and started walking in the direction of his car while Izzie walked in the direction of the pool. But as soon as she got there, she really wished she would have told Boyd to go with her.

"Izzie what the hell are you doing here?" Stiles yelled out from the middle of the pool. She knew something bad was happening when she saw Stiles and Derek in the pool, but she didn't know what was going on until she heard a very familiar screech and was face to face with a very ugly lizard wannabe.

"Holy hell," Izzie said as her body trembled and she stared at the creature. After the longest few seconds of Izzie's life, the lizard wannabe turned away from her and returned to circling the pool.

"Get out of here," Derek yelled to Izzie.

She had only taken one step towards the exit when she heard another screech and felt something wrap around her ankle and pull. She fell to the ground with a loud thud, but quickly turned over so that she was on her back, only to see the lizard wannabe moving away from her.

"I'm pretty sure that it's not going to let me," Izzie said to Derek.

"You need to call Scott."

Izzie quickly pulled her phone out of her pocket, but she groaned at what she saw.

"What was that? Why are you making noises?" Stiles asked frantically.

"My phone busted when I fell. It isn't working," she said as she pushed random buttons hoping for life.

"That's just great. Try to get to Stiles' phone. It's by the edge of the pool."

Izzie looked until she saw it, and she stood up as soon as she did. She started to walk over to it, but she stopped when she heard another screech.

"You know, I think I'll just stay here," Izzie said as she caught sight of the lizard wannabe and followed its movements. It stared at her as she slowly went to sit on the ground. Once she was sitting and still, it looked away from Izzie and still circled the pool.

"This is ridiculous," Derek growled.

"I'm pretty sure Scott wouldn't appreciate his sister dying just because she went after a cell phone," Stiles said to the surprise of Izzie.

Everybody fell into silence, and nobody said anything until an agonizing two hours later. Stiles was complaining about not being able to hold him for much longer, and the next thing Izzie knew, Derek was falling to the bottom of the pool as Stiles was swimming to the edge to get his phone.

"Stiles hurry up!" Izzie yelled as she saw the lizard wannabe on its way to meet Stiles at the edge. He got to his phone just in time to get away from it.

However, the phone call was only long enough for Stiles to yell Scott's name as the latter hung up. Stiles quickly dove down to get Derek, and there was no reply when Derek asked if Scott had been reached. When Stiles said he needed something to hold onto, Izzie stood up, resulting in another screech. She was getting so tired of hearing that sound.

The next few things that happened were a major blur to Izzie. One moment Stiles and Derek are underwater, and the next Scott is there fighting with the lizard wannabe. Then there was a broken mirror and the lizard wannabe was gone.

While Derek was waking up Erica, Izzie followed Stiles and Scott outside and watched as they looked at some book that had been saved on a jump drive.

"Is that even a language?" Stiles asked. Izzie looked at it, and though she couldn't understand what it said, she knew what it was.

"It's archaic latin," Izzie said quietly.

"How are we supposed to know what it is if we can't read it?" Scott asked.

"It's called a kanima," Derek answered as he was walking towards the teens, Erica beside him.

"You knew the whole time," Stiles observed angrily.

"No. Only when it was confused by its refection."

"It doesn't know what it is," Scott said.

"Or who," Derek finished.

"What else do you know?" Stiles asked.

"Just stories. It's a shape shifter, but it's not right. It's like a-" Derek trailed off, not sure what word you use.

"Abomination," Stiles said, causing Derek to nod his head.

Derek and Erica turned to walk away, but they stopped when Scott called out.

"We need to work together on this. Maybe even tell the Argents."

"You trust them?" Derek said angrily.

"Nobody trusts anyone. That's the problem. While we're here arguing about who's on what side, there's scarier, faster, and stronger than any of us and it's killing people. And we still don't even know anything about it," Scott yelled.

"A lot of that's rich coming from you," Derek said quickly glancing at Izzie so Scott knew what he was talking about. "But I know one thing. When I find it, I'm going to kill it," he said turning to walk away.

Izzie stared at her brother and Stiles, but quickly followed after Derek. Scott still had to pick up Melissa from work, and Izzie just wanted to go straight home. She figured Stiles would want to do the same, and she felt like Derek would find her to be less of a burden than Stiles would.

Even with everything that happened, Izzie still knew there was no chance that Scott would ever work with Derek.

A/N: Here's the chapter I promised. In the last chapter I mentioned my poll, but it wasn't until after I updated so some of you might not have seen it. I'm going to say the same thing here as I said in the last chapter.

So as some of you know, I have written ahead of what I'm posting, but I'm having a few problems. I'm finding it harder to write Izzie with Isaac than when I was writing her with Derek in LATEOTT. I know there were a lot of people who wanted her to be with Derek, while some want her to be with Isaac. So there is now a poll on my profile for you guys to vote for who you would rather Izzie be with.

To vote, just click on my profile and it should be at the top. As of right now, one has 20 votes and the other has 4. This isn't counting the couple of reviews that say who they would prefer. I will leave it open until right before I add chapter nine.