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Hey, look at me, this update isn't horrendously overdue. *looks sheepish*
Unbeta'd. Enjoy Xx
Upon nearing the school Derek suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned to face the way they had come. He couldn't smell anything but the faint tread of feet, fast moving was unmistakable a midst the noises of the forest floor. It was getting closer and heading directly towards them.
"Derek!" he heard a shout of warning from behind him, as he turned to question Scott he found himself knocked to the ground and staring into a smirking face. With the wind still knocked out of him the girl quickly moved to subdue Scott.
He saw her coming but wasn't prepared for the sheer strength the alpha possessed, Derek heard a loud break as his beta's skull made contact with an old oak tree. Derek swiftly moved to his feet and answered the girl's menacing growl with one of his own.
The next few moments were clash of teeth and claws before the sound of a howl from behind him led the unknown wolf to flee. His pack were coming to their aid.
Isaac found his way to his alpha and fellow beta and knelt down to examine Scott's head wound, he was still lying unconscious in the shrubs but the wound was quickly healing itself. The sound of two more wolves flashed past them as Jackson and Peter left in pursuit of the girl.
"What happened?" Isaac asked, standing to face Derek, he looked down and saw his T shirt was nearly ripped to shreds.
"She was following us, we didn't realise." he explained.
The boy looked confused, "why were you running?"
"To get to the school.." he trailed off and felt the urge to punch something. She was a diversion. "Stay here with Scott, follow me when he wakes up." he ordered as he continued to run the short distance to the school.
It was quiet as Stiles walked through the halls towards the boy's bathroom. The day had been dire so far and it was only second period, he didn't think he could take another minute of Coach's sports metaphors, it was economics for God's sake. No matter how much he tried to zone out the loud voice always broke through.
He entered the dingy room and saw that one of the stalls was shut but he couldn't here anyone breathing. "You alright, buddy?" he asked, there was no response. Stiles could respect that. He was about to leave to do his business in the second floor bathroom when he heard the door slam open.
He turned and was faced with a sight he hadn't expected. "Hello, Stiles" a tall dark haired girl said.
"What are you doing here?" he backed slowly towards the door, his hand going to his pocket on reflex. Damn, he remembered leaving his phone on his desk.
"For you, we need to have a little chat." she said, sweetly.
"What about?" he asked cautiously.
"oh no, I meant all of us." he was confused, in a flash she had lifted her palm and thrown a handful of white powder in his direction. He immediately tried to run but his limbs were feeling heavy. "One big happy family."
She walked towards him as he fell to the ground. His eyelids felt heavier by the second. "Emily, stop." he whispered as she knelt down to his level. What had she poisoned him with?
"Don't worry, just sleep. I'll be here when you wake up." she said in a voice dripping with mock comfort.
That was what Stiles was dreading.
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