Chapter 10: Lunatic Clash

Roy yawned and rolled off his bed with so much energy that he rolled a few meters before hitting the door. He tried to get up but he fell again because he didn't notice he had the bed sheets still wrapping him. After minutes and minutes of struggle, he managed to leave his cozy prison and he got so sweaty he quickly got inside the shower.

"Roy! You're going to be late" His sister yelled from downstairs. Back to the routine he said to himself.

"It can't be bad ri- ARGH THE LAVA" He screamed, trying to recover the balance between lava an Absolute Zero for the shower. Lauren, at the scream, only managed to cover his face in shame and returned to her preparations for the museum. Finished the shower and changed clothes, Roy quickly eat his breakfast and said goodbye to his brothers before taking the bike to school while yelling that he was running late and that the date was important.

"Is that from Alice in Wonderland?"

"Who knows, maybe he is just drunk" Replied Adam sipping his coffee with a neutral face.

Reaching the school, full of people walking in, made him remember about his first day. He was so scared about what could happen that, if the past Roy knew about everything until now, he would yelled "No" several times before leaving the room. He found his usual parking spot free and, after leaving the bike, he couldn't resist looking at the other end of the parking lot. A few nights back he was there, bleeding and with an ugly wound on his arm coupled with a sense of helplessness. He looked away pained because of the memories. That is something he didn't want to experience ever again.

"Hey" Roy looked behind and found Danny, who waved his hand at him.

"Hi…" He lost a bit of his usual optimistic carefree mood after the reminiscence of the mountain lion.

"How did you sleep?" Asked Danny, unaware to the gloomy greeting he received.

"Well, if I tell you that my bed tried to kill me because I had to go to school and leave it all alone in the house would you believe me?

"I've been there so yes"

"Jealous beds, you can't live with them" They both laughed on their way inside school. Danny had that easiness to make him forget his problems, even though he currently didn't have any. They reached their class and sit down, talking some more before other students arrived and, ultimately, the teacher, initiating the class and ceasing all kind of talk or whisper about the recent events on the school at night.

After the first class, they went into another one, but instead of being the usual class… it was an exam.

"Economics… ugh" Said Roy before entering the room. He didn't study yesterday or the day before, and you couldn't count the hospitalization days either. He looked to the ceiling and murmured something about sacrificing goats to a pagan god in order to pass the exam before entering the class. After sitting and looking at everyone, who were feeling as stressed as him, he couldn't have known that there was someone off the charts but for entirely other reasons. He looked behind him and saw Danny smiling at him as bidding him good luck.

"You have 45 minutes to complete the test. 25% of your grade can be earned right now simply by writing your name in the cover of the blue book" Roy's eyes sparkled with hope and rapidly wrote it with a smile in his face.

"However, as happens every year, one of you will inexplicably fail at putting your name on the cover and I'll be left questioning my decision to ever become a teacher" That would made him laugh silently, but that actually happened at the last school he attended, and the worst of all, it occurred to him.

"So let's get over this disappointment"

Everyone started flipping papers and writing or erasing answers. Roy looked at the questions and kept thinking that formal logic could get him away from losing this match against economics. Fully focused on his exam, he didn't realize that, indeed, someone's stress was off the charts but in a whole new level. He heard the sound of a chair moving and looked up, only to see Scott running away from the exam.

"Mr. McCall!" Yelled Professor Snape before seeing that Stiles was following after him.

"Mr. Stilinski!" He was surprised about the behavior, he used this opportunity to look both at Allison and to Danny, who gave him a strange look, like they don't know what happened, even though Allison had this pained expression that left Roy wonder about what was happening. But unfortunately for him, he had this economic trap preventing him from looking after them, and it was not a short test either.

"Stupid economics…" He said to himself, reading every question and looking at the time. He managed to answer every question but he was doubting so many answers that, when he gave his exam to Professor Snape, he had this broody and gloomy mood that, when he encountered Ms. Morrel on the corridor, he didn't care about her taking him to her office again.

"Why the long face?" She asked with that psychologist tone.

"I think I failed this exam" Said with a sad face and covering his face like it was the end of the world.

"Everyone has a bad day, and It's not like there isn't more chances to prove your knowledge" She had a point. There were more exams and maybe, just maybe, he had that mood because everyone else was stressed and it passed to him.

"So Roy, did you have more of those dreams on the road?" Roy blinked twice before realizing that he didn't. Instead, he was seeing the hooded man in real life. Except for the blackout he had yesterday in the middle of the street. But he was not going to tell her that, a woman who had the power to imprison him in a mental hospital.

"Not really, it's been a while since the last time I was with him"

"Him?" She asked. He didn't realize he said him. At first he thought it was only natural to think of them as a him but, in reality, how could he be so sure about the Harmonizer to be a he?

"Well, I refer him as the Hooded Man so I think he is a man… sort of" He rolled his eyes looking through the window.

"Roy" She said his name in a weird way. Roy looked at her concerned.

"You know how much time did pass since you came to this school?" That made him tremble. There was this feeling he had for a couple of days… like so many things happened in a few days.

"A week or two… right?" Ms. Morrell didn't change her facial expression, making him shiver.

"It's been a whole month" He blinked a couple of times before actually looking at her teacher. Was that even possible? The time he perceives is different? Or perhaps he forgets some of the days?

"You're losing control of the present Roy, I suggest you write a diary about what you do everyday"

"Y-yes… I should…" He was deeply concerned about this that, after a few minutes, he realized he was just staring at the wall for a couple of minutes without any real thoughts passing through his mind.

"Ms. Morrell" He waited a few seconds to gather all the courage he had to ask her about one of his deepest fears.

"… Am I going nuts?" The psychologist looked at him, directly into his eyes, and answered.

"No, you are not going crazy Roy. You're just adapting to a new environment. Being a teenager means a whole new change. You start noticing details and when you look at yourself in the mirror, you will have the sensation that you are different, but in reality, you are still yourself."

The student looked at her desk, deep in thought. She just described what he perceived every morning he looked at the mirror.

"I would want you to try something this afternoon" Said the teacher. She picked up a pen and paper and started writing and address and giving it to Roy.

"Go to that place and tell them that I sent you. I'm sure that it will greatly help you" He looked at the address, thinking that it was not far from his house.

"It is not a mental hospital right?" In other circumstance he would have said that as a joke, but he didn't have the mood to laugh or joke around.

"Eichen House is at the opposite direction. Don't worry" Roy stored the note in his pocket. If she said it would help him, it was worth giving it a try.

"You should go to class. If you need anything, my door is always open"

"Thank you" He got up and headed to the corridor. There were a couple of students that were going to their third class of the day. He looked at his phone and noticed he had like 15 minutes before the next class. He didn't feel like entering now so he headed outside to the field and fell to the grass, only to stare at the sky.

He had a lot to think about, trying to concentrate on his recent past. He really believes that the events that started happening since his arrival began a few weeks ago. Then where are the rest of the "ordinary days"? Like the days with the boring stuff as being a student, hanging with friends and doing homework? His head started to hurt due to the effort of remembering.

"… One step at a time" And with that excuse, he put on his headphone and started listening to music for a couple of minutes before heading to the main building again.

History class went surprisingly fast. When he entered, he just sat in his chair and waited for the teacher to enter. He greeted a sad Allison and even waved at Jackson. Scott and Stiles went off his radar when they entered as he sighed and looked at his desk with no energy. And when Danny entered, he just feigned optimism only to return to his depressed mood.

And then the bell rang. The students started to pack his things and head to the cafeteria except Roy. After the teacher left, he didn't move a single inch and continued on his pondering.

"Hey" Danny's voice came from the door. "I was wondering if you already left so I looked. Something wrong?"

He didn't want to talk about his problems so he just shook his head.

"Want to come?" Roy took a moment to get up of his chair and go to the door, where Danny was standing. He didn't say a word even after Danny asking him for a couple of times.

He grabbed a bit of food and headed to a lonely table. Danny followed afterwards and sat with him. That's when Roy decided to talk.

"Maybe you should sit with Jackson"

"Why? Did I do something wrong?" Asked Danny a bit concerned. He didn't know what was happening in Roy's head.

"No, it's just… well… I have something on my mind and I don't want to ruin your day" Said with a sad tone. That was part of the truth, but the harsh part was that he wanted to be alone and didn't want to kick him out.

"You can't ruin my day. If you don't want to talk that's fine, but if you don't mind, I want to stay here with you." Roy just looked at him with a pained expression. He didn't have the strength or courage to dissuade him so he just sighed and started eating.

The student pondered about his past. A few weeks after the tragic death of his parents, he had to attend school again, but he of course wasn't in the mood of that. He didn't pay attention to the lessons and the friends he had couldn't cope up with his situation so they left him. He still wonders about how he managed to survive. If his brother and sister weren't there for him, maybe he would've commit suicide. It also helped that he had therapy with this psychologist…

"… I can't remember him" He stared at his spoon, wondering how he could forget about him. He was so kind and caring but there was neither face nor name. He rubbed his head worried. Maybe he was not going mental but instead he was forgetting everything. He looked up and saw Danny, eating and smiling at him. So he smiled too. Maybe he just needed a bit of time, after all, he still had to visit the address from Ms. Morrell.

"Thanks"

"Anytime" So they eat together until the bell rang again and were forced to go back to class. But this time, with a more optimistic approach.

School ended with no problems in sight. Roy started packing his things when Danny reminded him that they had training. He was going to answer with a plain: And? Then he realized he actually entered the team. Sighing loudly, he followed Danny through the corridors until they reached the infamous Locker room.

In there, he was having trouble with the frigging gear and was kind of ignoring Coach until he heard something odd.

"Is this an S? or is it a B? Who the hell wrote this thing in the first place!?" Roy looked up and saw Stiles being utterly nervous. Like he was going to say his na-

"Bilinsky! You're first line!" And without surprise, he shouted his happiness all around the room even though he said his name wrong… Wait a sec, Stiles wasn't his name right?

"Oh, McCall, you're co-captain"

Another bomb. And the explanation of that bomb wasn't satisfying for the obvious angry Jackson. Poor Danny, now he will have to be there for him. With that in mind, and trying to avoid all collateral damage from the bombs, he headed outside alongside Isaac.

"Hey… Roy right?" Asked Isaac who caught up with him on the corridor.

"Hi. Yes… you are… Isaac?" He nodded.

"Just wanted to say that if you need help or anything with lacrosse, I'm here to help"

"Oh, thanks! Even if I was the spectator, I couldn't bring myself to understand the rules or anything. I just imagined it was football but with spoons." They both laughed and talked for a bit after reaching the field. Stiles sat on the bleachers, finishing putting on the gear, only to be interrupted afterwards by Scott.

"… What the actual hell?" Roy looked at the situation on the bleachers. He was a bit far from them so he couldn't hear anything, but the feelings… Stiles was like in cloud 9, which was surprising at best. But on the other hand… Scott.. what is happening in your head?

"Temens! Start moving!" Coach shouted at him, making him jump and comply, not without looking at Scott one last time.

The Full Moon is Rising

"What?"

He was running around with the other members of the team, warming up for the practice. The Coach made them form a row in order to do… oh wait, the same thing they always do at practice!

"Trying to conquer the world" Said to himself. Roy was located near the end so it was time to get boring. Well, at least he had Isaac near him to chat.

"It's safer to aim at the floor rather than the sides, because it's harder to aim the spoon to that position that moving it to the side" Isaac explained to him, both watching the other members trying to score.

"It makes sense, I think you can confuse a goalkeeper if you change hands so that it disorientates them, but it can be tricky and the spoon or the ball can fall off easily" Everything was going fine. Better than expected since he was actually having fun discussing strategies with Isaac. He visualized it like a boss fight in an rpg, where you have to plan the attacks considering the enemy's attributes.

"That's right McCall! That's the spirit!" Roy shivered hard. The sensation hit him like it was a solid him and made him trip to the floor.

"This desire to hurt… even to kill?!" Isaac approached him on the ground, shocked about what he heard from him.

"Are you alright?" But Roy didn't hear it. The danger was real. He got up and started running towards Scott, who was tackling the two defenses with great strength. Roy didn't realize what was going to happen, but he shouted.

"SCOTT! STOP!"

But it was too late. Scott hit Danny, who was the goalkeeper, and scored. Roy and a bunch of the team members ran towards the pained Danny, who didn't have the strength to get up.

"Danny! Are you ok?!" Roy asked while the Coach approached as well. He was bleeding through the nose and was looking everywhere, still recovering from the hit. The paramedics came quite fast since lacrosse had this fame of being a sport with many casualties. Roy wanted to go alongside him but it wouldn't make a difference. The best he could do was let the paramedics do their thing and take him to the infirmary. He watched them go away with a sensation of being helpless. He planned to go after the practice, but before that…

"SCOTT!" He yelled with an angry face, looking everywhere in vain. Hell, even Stiles was gone. Dammit, he couldn't track them with his feeling sensors with all the commotion there.

"Temens! Go back to the line!" Roy looked at the Coach, clearly pissed about everything, making him sweat for a bit and smiling at the same time. They continued practicing for a while.

After the training, he quickly went to the locker room and got changed fast in order to check on Danny. While he was at it, Jackson entered with the rest of the team and started doing the same. He was going to exit the room when he thought about Jackson. He was Danny's best friend, and if he didn't like him much, Roy was sure that Jackson was worried about Danny's health. He turned around and approached Jackson, who was just wearing a towel and was ready to change clothes.

"He- Oh sorry!" Roy said when he realized he was naked with only a towel to cover his… you know!

"Don't tell me you're embarrassed to see me" He said with a smirk.

"I-It's not like that! I respect privacy!"

"Just like all the other members of this team who are also naked?" He teased him with a bit of evil in his tone.

"Shut up! I was just going to ask you if you wanted to see how Danny was!" His face was all red and his eyes were only seeing the ceiling. Jackson kept silent for a couple of seconds.

"Ok, fine, if you're so aroused about this, wait outside" Said with the teasing tone.

"Shut up!" He said one more time before leaving the locker room. He had this angry/annoyed face when Jackson finally came out of the room and they didn't exchange words on the way to the infirmary. Roy knocked on the door before entering. Danny was in the bed with a couple of cotton on his nose to stop the bleeding and moving his head slowly. Both the newcomers were surprised about the presence of Lydia, who was sitting on a chair talking with Danny.

"Lydia! I didn't expect you to be here" After saying it, Roy realized that she could take that as an offense. She was not heartless… he thought.

"Sorry to check on a friend" Said Lydia with that diva tone of hers. Maybe Roy was mistaken about how Lydia is. Maybe she is friendlier than she looks.

"Hey Jackson, hey Roy" Said Danny with a pained tone, waving his hand towards those two. Jackson greeted him with a: How're you doing buddy?. When he looked at them, it was a bit like Scott and Stiles. But now every time he thinks of the wolf, his anger increases and wants to punch him in the face.

"In a couple of minutes I can go home. Afterwards we could hang out or something"

"You should rest, you may have a concussion or something." Suggested Lydia. Indeed, he had mistaken her. Now he understands how Lydia and Allison were friends.

"I'm with Lydia, you should head home and take a nap or two" Said Roy in a cheerful tone. For reasons unknown, Jackson was pissed off when Lydia talked, but it was not his business.

"Ok, ok, It seems my nurses don't want me to have fun" Both Lydia and Roy resented that with a comical gesture. The one in charge of the infirmary finally let Danny go. Jackson offered to get his things of the Locker and Lydia left because she had shopping to do.

"Does it hurt?"

"Yep, what's gotten into Scott anyway?" Asked Danny touching his nose.

"I don't know, but trust me, his balls are going to disappear for this" He was going to say it comically at first, but he was indeed angry at him. That bastard left before he could kick his ass. Danny laughed.

"If my knight on shining armor is on the case, I have no worries at all" Roy's face went all red.

"Screw you!" He hit him on the right arm annoyed but happy at the same time, with Danny playing along until Jackson came with Danny's stuff.

"I better get going" Roy was going to kiss Danny but he looked annoyed at Jackson, who was smirking at the situation. So he just hugged Danny and went to the parking lot while Jackson and Danny went to their respective cars.

Sitting on his bike, he looked at Ms. Morrell's note and used his phone to locate the place.

"A veterinary? Did I put the address wrong?" He checked again and no, it was the correct address. Without much hope, he started riding his bike there, thinking about the incident that got Danny hurt. He didn't know enough about Scott or werewolves, but even if he did, Roy was sure that he would hate him the same way. With anger and hatred filling his heart, he was surprised when he realized he reached his destination. Weird.

He parked the bike nearby and hesitantly entered the building. The entrance was your usual high counter and shelves inside the wall. There were chairs for the waiting patients… It should be for the patient's owners right? The student looked around and didn't hear or see anyone. Unfortunately for him, there was no bell.

"Erm… Excuse me? Is someone home?" Wait, what if it was no home and it was only work place? Goddammit.

A man walked through the door frame on the other side of the counter. He was bald and had a white coat as a good vet. His face was a bit rounded and…

"Oh, you're Ms. Temens' younger brother, Roy perhaps?" Oh snap! Of course he knew him! He was with Lauren yesterday on the museum! Also he was on the school the other night!

"Y-Y-yes!" Managed to say nervously. Now he was going to blackmail him or something like that… Was that racist?

"So, you have an injured pet or something?" Wait, was the address really wrong?

"Erm… actually… this is awkward. The…" He gulped before saying the mental word. "The psychologist of my school told me to come here…" He was praying for him to say that he must be mistaken or something along those lines but the reality offered him a kick in the butt.

"So you're the student! This is pretty interesting indeed" Roy gulped again, feeling dissected or something worse. He could still leave the place with the speed of the Road Runner. But somehow, deep inside his mind, he knew he was trustworthy.

"Oh, where are my manners? I'm Mr. Deaton and I'm the vet in charge of this place. You may know that your friend Scott works here as well." Said with an inviting voice, but where he mentioned Scott, he turned his face into a disgusted one. Deaton looked at Roy with curiosity but he had other things in mind.

"Please, come inside, I want you to show you something" Roy looked at him perplexed and a bit anxious. Was he going to really dissect him?! He quickly discarded the crazy ideas. He was legal… I think?

"Ok…" Roy walked through the elevating counter and entering the surgery room. Or at least it was the animal variant. On the metal bed there was a cute dog, restraint so it could not move. It looked quite terrified.

"I have to put a vaccine to this little guy, but I had to in immobilize it first. You would do me a huge favor if you could pet him meanwhile" The student looked at Deaton and then to the little dog. He felt awkward about the favor since he didn't have any training or knowledge with handling animals but he nodded.

He approached the dog and used a near stool to be more comfortable. He caressed the fur, feeling the anxiety the dog had. While Mr. Deaton was preparing the needle with the vaccine, Roy was wishing that it didn't feel any pain at all, imagining the little boy barking happily on the floor. He looked deeply into its eyes, wondering if doing that would help him when suddenly; he saw the dog in a more relaxed position, like it started to loosen up. It's eyes, instead of looking everywhere frightened, it's eyelids began to fall. Like the dog was receiving those massages which you wish you could have every day.

With excellent pulse and knowledge, Mr. Deaton injected the vaccine and, for what Roy could tell, the dog didn't even notice.

"Great job Roy, you're a natural" Said the vet untying the dog so it can run free. It seems the dog was indeed barking happily, with its tail going crazy. Roy smiled at the dog but when he was going to pet him again, he saw that his hands were trembling. And worse, that he was afraid.

"W-W-What?" He managed to say holding his hands in order to stop the shaking. Mr. Deaton approached Roy and grabbed his hands gently.

"Don't worry, this is completely normal." The shaking stopped after a few minutes, but he was still afraid. What happened to him? It was like he changed positions with the dog and now he was the one afraid of the need-

"… Wait a minute…" He started to link the dots. The policeman, the mountain lion, Allison on that night…

"I am able to change the feelings of others?!" He said out loud. He then looked at Mr. Deaton, who had this scary neutral face. Why the hell did he yell that?!

"Not only change, but to exchange them as well." Roy stared at him like he just discovered his true identity. What is this? I don't even-

"It appears my sister was right about you. Let me get you something to drink. This is too heavy to explain and process all at once" He was turning around when his arm was grabbed; he turned to Roy who was holding him with pleading eyes.

"Please… I need to know why… why I can do this…" There was someone… finally someone who knows. Who actually knows about his ability, someone who will not judge him or put him in a mental hospital or somewhere worse.

"Alright." He took another stool and faced the student.

"Remember when we first met, that I mentioned that people get along without knowing each other due to their roles in life?" Roy nodded, remembering that it was a bit awkward at the moment.

"People like you are… sensitive to others, in a manner of speaking, you can be related to a dog, since you can sense at another level of perception than the others." Roy understood that. It was not like the other's feelings were intensified, it was more like his senses were prepared to feel them.

"But that's not all to it. If you touch someone with your hand, you can transmit emotions to them. In a second a person can change from being the happiest man on earth to a complete miserable person. It's a very dangerous tool, and until you get used to it, it comes for a price." He obviously meant the exchange. When he comforted Allison, she was more relaxed and happier, but he was trying not to cry. They swapped feelings.

"Almost forgot, there is something important that you need to know" Roy snapped out of his thoughts and looked at him a bit scared. He prayed it was not bad news.

"Listen carefully, there will be a time in the near future when the line that divides reality and dream will begin to blur. When that moment comes you need to-"

"Mr. Vet! Are you there?" A man voice sounded from the entrance. Mr. Deaton looked surprised and Roy could swear that he knew whose voice that was…

"Coming!" The vet went through the door, discovering the one who called for him. Chris Argent, commonly known as Allison's father.

"How can I assist you today Mr. Argent?" Asked Deaton with his normal tone. Roy found it surprising since he had a hard time deciphering his true feelings.

"I just met the delivery boy, I think this bell door is for yours" Chris handed over a box to Deaton, who looked at it expectantly.

"You didn't need to"

"I came here because my daughter told me that one night she ran over a dog with the car and that she brought it here. I wanted to pay for the treatment it had since it was Allison's fault…" Roy, through the wall, noticed that it had a subtle message underneath. It was true what he said, but it seemed like… he was using it as an excuse for something else.

"I'm afraid I was unaware of that incident. Either way it was not necessary to take responsibility for that, no charges" Said Deaton politely and sincerely.

"It's… very kind of you Mister. But still I would like to thank Scott for taking care of this unfortunate accident. I noticed his bike is outside. Would it be a problem to come in and thank him myself?" Chris asked with his characteristic serious tone. He wanted to see Scott but, instead, he would encounter Roy. The student had a bad feeling about it. Even though he was not doing any harm for staying there, he kind of knew it was problematic that Allison's dad knows about their interaction.

"He didn't come to work. He must be busy with the school…" He lied, but Chris didn't buy it.

"Then he must have left the bike here by accident? Maybe he-" Roy got bored of waiting and, against all his previous thoughts, he came out of room.

"Good afternoon Mr. Argent" Roy greeted Chris, surprising him.

"You… you are the brother of those two…" He was quite surprised since he was expecting Scott. But meeting Roy was not a coincidence in his head.

"I think you met them the day of the parent-teacher conference. How is Allison doing?" He asked with a carefree tone.

"She is doing fine… thanks" The hunter was thinking of a way to ask about what was he doing inside when Roy had a moment of clarity and became smart for the duration of the scene.

"I appreciate all the info about dogs Mr. Deaton, we never had a pet before so we are kind of new to this and Adam was sure that dogs could eat chocolate… idiot" Roy crossed the counter with caution not to hit his fingers. Deaton smiled at him, being a pro at going along with the lie.

"If you need something else you know where to find me. Also you can ask Scott about it." Roy nodded with a smile and headed to the exit, not before saying good bye to Chris. He had the urge to run to his bike and escape from the place, so he followed his urge and did it.

He biked for quite a while, without thinking about destination. Roy used this moment to realize. He was not crazy! But he was "something" like Derek said. The worst part was that Mr. Deaton didn't tell him the most important thing.

"When the dividing line between reality and dream blurs… what does he mean by that?" Mmmm… what if he meant… the dreams? The dreams about the forest? At first it was that, a dream, but then he started to have this "dream attacks" when he collapses and goes inside the dream. Not to mention the presence of the Hooded Man on the field when he knocked Scott out.

"Hehehe, sucker" He said with evil intentions. He deserved it after what he did to Danny. Maybe he could have used his time on the vet to put a deathly trap in his locker or something. In reality, it's better to leave his work out of the plans. He wouldn't forgive himself if his evil schemes ended with animals hurt.

Deep in thought, he snapped out of them when his phone started ringing. It was Adam.

"Hey bro"

"Dwarf, when are you coming home? Are you with your friends or something? You could have called!" What? What does he mean? Roy looked at his phone.

"What the hell?! Is already this late?!" It was 10 pm. His mind was in chaos. How can this be when he went to Deaton's place after school? He could not have spent the entire afternoon on that… right?

"Earth calling to Dwarf!"

"Yeah yeah! I'm going home!"

"Good, now get your ass here before I kick it!" And he dropped the call. Roy knew his brother meant it as a joke with a hint of concern. He turned his bike around only to find…

"… How did I…" He was surrounded by woods. It was not the same place of his dreams nor the location where he and Danny went to the other day. It was like Ms. Morrell said… he was losing sight of the present. He somehow related to sleepwalking or something along that line. His mind used the automatic control of the procedimental behavior and let his thoughts fly.

"… Oh right, this time I didn't forget about this little guy" He used the GPS app of his phone. His best way to go home was through a parking lot and then towards a motel and then turning right…

"I only need a hospital and then this will turn into Silent Hill" Shivering about the thought, he turned around again and biked to his destination. The parking lot reminded him of the one on the school, but this time there were no mountain lion. He sighed in relief, passing by the lot when he stopped and looked…

The Shapeshifter.

"Wait, that's not it… it had red eyes… then who the hell?" He tried to have a better look, but it started approaching him. He jumped at the thought of having to run away from it but then his eyes widened. Scott?! But he was not chasing him…

His breathing became fast but steady. He felt a surge of power flowing. Like when he ran away from Derek… The emotions and feelings of people were amplified, but that didn't overwhelm him. In fact, he could navigate through the maze of sensations easier than before. The only thing was that there was no maze, since the place was not crowded.

There were only four people in there including himself.

Roy… Scott… And those two inside a car…

"Allison and Jackson!?" He was going to run there but he stopped once again. With high speed he sensed someone running. He knew him well. It was Derek. Scott was on the top of the car when Derek jumped on him and, with the speed of the impact, both of them ended up on the other side of the lot specifically on a little hill that went down into the forest. Roy took a last look at the car in order to ensure that both of the users were ok and then followed the two wolves.

He slides through the hill catching the attention of both wolves. While Derek had this expression of surprise and fear, Scott, on the other hand, was in the perfect mood for testing his claws on someone's flesh. Oh right, there was somebody willing to be the guinea pig.

"What the heck were you thinking Scott?!"

"Run you idiot!" Derek yelled at Roy. Scott was running on his four limbs towards him and the student faced him. With an extremely unusual concentration and confidence, he grabbed the bô out of his bag and quickly stepped to his right, spinning around. Scott didn't foresee the dodge and stopped on his tracks to turn around and claw his friend. Instead, Roy finished spinning and with the momentum, he hit Scott on the back, launching him a few meters away.

Derek, who at first was going to step up to save that brat, now, looked at him on a new level of surprise and curiosity. Scott recovered from the attack and jumped towards Roy. The student defended with his bô but the strength of the jump made him fall backwards. Scott took the chance to target his arm with his claws, but at the last moment, Roy kicked him in the belly, pushing him away. Both of them got up. Roy had his blood full of adrenaline, his senses focused on the fight and he only had one thing in mind. Time to make him pay.

He threw his weapon aside and dashed towards Scott, tackling him successfully. Scott tripped and found himself on the floor and before he could get up, Roy jumped on him and furiously started punching him in the face with all the anger and hatred he had accumulated towards him.

"THIS! IS! FOR! DANNY! BASTARD!" Scott tried to fight back but the punches wouldn't cease. Both Scott's face and Roy's fists started bleeding not interrupting the flow of punches until a huge howl startled both of them. Derek was standing there, being the author of the howl, which did distract both teenagers. Roy looked at Scott and noticed that the anger and the feral instinct disappeared from inside him. He looked at his hands and started shaking. Roy got up, almost tripping, and put a bit of distance between him and them.

"Wh-What's happening?" Scott managed to say, touching his face clearly in pain.

"It's the full moon, and it won't get better." Said the broody Derek, who was looking at the other teenager with suspicion.

"I… I… wanted to attack Allison" Scott was in shock, looking at himself turned into a werewolf. Derek grabbed him from the arm quite rudely and got him up.

"We need to go. You!" Yelled at Roy gaining his attention.

"You're coming with us!"

"No way!" But Derek was not going to give up, he approached him with his menacing face.

"I need you to contain Scott so if you want someone to die tonight please, go away!" Derek said with his characteristic irony. Roy wondered if he could smile but… now he felt bad about what happened. He just kicked the crap out of Scott and it would seem that the attitude he was having the whole day was because of the full moon. His hands were hurting like hell and he was already picturing him with a pair of bags of ice on his knuckles.

"ROY!"

"OK FINE!" He yelled back at Derek. Still angry about the whole situation, he put his grumpy face while he approached Scott and grabbed him with violence so Scott could lean on both Derek and Roy.

"R-Roy." Scott started talking but he was instantly interrupted by his companion.

"You better shut up or else I'm going to murder you" With the threat done, Scott decided to obey and be silent. They carried Scott, without forgetting Roy's bike on the way, to his home. Derek tells Roy to wait downstairs while he gets Scott to his room. He didn't feel like arguing so he complied.

"… What I have done…" He was lamenting himself. He checked his phone and sighed at the hour. Only half an hour has past. He started typing a message for his brother saying that he encountered Stiles and that he got carried away.

After a while, Derek came back and used a death stare on Roy who was not in the mood to play along and shiver.

"Now, tell me what you are"

"Even if I knew I wouldn't tell you, you have terrible manners" He excused himself looking away like he was disgusted about his statement.

"Stop being a child! You don't even understand the gravity of the situation!" Roy got up now really mad. He had enough of this BS.

"OH REALLY?! I know about your damn Alpha, I know that there are hunters out there that are in search of you! That bastard is killing people and you don't even know who the hell is he! AND YOU DARE TELL ME I DON'T UNDERSTAND!?" His tone growing in anger. Derek stayed silent for a moment only to continue.

"So you know that he is after you as well?" Roy widened his eyes.

"What?! Why?! I'm no one!"

"If I recognize that you are… something more than a regular teenager, he must know. Maybe he knows what exactly you are. He will treat you as a threat to his plans"

"…" Roy looked at the werewolf in front of him. He was feeling tired after all that happened tonight. Also, an unusual thought crossed his mind. Actually… he was really handsome and hot.

"You know what… I'm just going home. I had enough for a night." Roy grabbed his bag and walked to the entrance.

"I go with you" Derek grabbed his arm but Roy struggled by grabbing his hand. The werewolf let go after a few seconds seeing that he was not cooperative.

"How about no? I only need myself. You can't trust me all you want, but seriously, that doesn't mean I will obey your orders." And with that said, he crossed the front door and mounted his bike without looking back. He headed home, absent of his own mind and his surroundings.

Finally at home, he sighed tiredly. He opened the door and found nobody at the dinner room or the kitchen. He locked the door behind him and went upstairs, finding his brother and sister's rooms locked but lighted up. He knocked on Adam's room.

"I'm home"

"Busy, have a good night" He seemed stressed so he decided to leave him alone. He knocked on her sister's door to let her know.

"Hi Roy, how was your day?" Her sister was in her desk with a bunch of papers and opened books.

"Hey… A lot of things happened and I'm really tired so I think I'm going to sleep right away" Said with exhausted.

"Ok, have a good night. And remember, next time call if you expect to be outside this late.

"Alright, sorry sis"

"No worries"

Roy crossed the door of his room and dashed to change to his pajamas only to fall on his bed and visit the realm of dreams in an instant. The student, in the morning, will wonder about when and how the wounds on his fist had healed like he never had the wound…

Later that night

Chris and Kate were waiting inside the car, looking at the police working. The Sheriff and his son were talking in the distance worried.

"So you think the other werewolf was a teenager"

"Just saying… Although this one is a possibility, I think our best bet is the other boy" Said Kate with a smirk in her face.

"What other boy?" Asked Chris in his serious tone.

"You said you met him this afternoon. Roy Temens" Chris looked at Stiles for a moment only to look again at Kate.

"Are you sure?"

"Who can heal a mountain lion's wound in just a couple of nights without a scar?"

"… Then let's keep an eye on him".

Author's Note: It's been a year since the last chapter. I'm sorry but college is very time-consuming and I had to use my holidays to write. Expect this fic to be SLOW, like REAL SLOW. I'm sorry but I can't do anything about it. Also I want to dedicate this fic to Feyrine. She was the one who got me into writing a fic and also she is a great person. You should totally read her fic, it's better than mine in all ways. Enjoy the reading and leave any comment that can help me write it better. Also I love opinions about the characters and the events that are taking place in Beacon Hills. Thanks for sticking with me!