Previously on The Dark Side Of me….

Looking down at my hands, I decide to try a different matted of persuasion. "I… I could die… d-don't you c-care at all… about me?" I questioned as more tears spilled, landing on my lap.

I heard an intake of breath and gazed up through my eyelashes. Kate looked for the first time pained; it was like she was struggling against herself. "Of course, I do! That's why I'm doing this. I don't want you to be like me."

I stared at her with anger and pain in my eyes. This was just so low, how could my own mother force an abortion on me. Abortion was for so many reasons wrong, and definitely dangerous.

"Get it over with," she spoke to the doctor before leaving the room.

"I'm sorry miss," he said as he brought a mask to my face. I struggled and tried with all my force to fight him off but he ended up putting it on me anyway. He turned the machine on and I soon fall back onto the bed, one single tear sliding down my cheek as my eyes closed, darkness overtaking me once again.

Chapter Eleven

Third Person's POV:

The moon was an argent-silver disc hanging in the lonely sky. Lasers of the moonlight, as bright as diamond-flame, shimmered through the small clinic window and eliminated the young girls face. It was as if it was watching the scene unfold.

"God, is this your plan for me? Is this really how my life will turn out to be…" The thoughts silently went through Jasmine's mind as she tried to fight the off the sedation. The thought of having her unborn child ripped from her, caused her to feel an excruciating pain in the chest, like she was being stabbed repeatedly with a knife.

The middle age doctor with his glasses perched onto his nose, scrolled over to the unconscious girl while dragging the small metal table behind him. Positioning himself between the girl's legs he took hold of his tools he needed for the procedure. As if on cue, an agonizing and ear piercing scream filled the small room making it shake as if there was an earthquake causing the lights to flicker.. The petite young girl snapped out of her trans and sat up in blink of an eye. Her eyes were black as the night with silver streaks.

"What the hell…" She doctor said as she wriggled out of her restrains. The next thing he knew was that he was being magically pinned to the wall while feeling invisible hands wrapping around his neck and squeezing tightly.

"Please… don't…." He chocked out, begging her to release him and sparing his life.

The sweet young witch that everyone knew was long gone and was replaced with a darker more sadistic version of herself. She had no longer control over her body, it was as if it had switched into defend mode. The power-blocking bracelet was now history as it fell on the ground in tiny pieces.

Squeezing his windpipe even more, she flicked her wrist which made the old men fly across the room and hit his head hard against the wall. Satisfied with what she had done, she smirked and opened the window before climbing through it. It was until she was safely in her car that she gained control back over her body.

Gazing through the rearview mirror, she started back at her reflection with a confused expression plastered on her features. "What the fuck happened in there?" She questioned out loud. "Where did all that power come from?" She thought while starting the engine and speeding off from that dreaded place.

Meanwhile, back in Beacon Hills…

A silver Porsche zoomed through the dark forest at a dangerous velocity. "Hey hey… This isn't exactly an all-terrain vehicle." Jackson said to Stiles anxiously.

"Yeah, did you pay for it?" Stiles asked from the driver's seat.

Rain had started to pour a while ago but had stopped by now. Jackson had two self-igniting Molotov cocktails sitting on his lap that they quickly ran by the school to whip up a few minutes ago.

"No," Jackson said after a moment of silence.

"Then shut up," replied Stiles with a straight face as he concentrated on the road in front of him.

They jumped out of Jackson's Porsche as they saw the scene in front of them. Stiles threw one of the cocktails at the Alpha, but he caught it.

Peter growled at the boy. "Oh damn…" muttered Stiles.

Scott shouted out Alison's name, throwing her bow over at her. Alison reached for it and pulled back the bowstring of her bow and an arrow flew into the cocktail. It instantly reacted, flames jumping onto Peter.

Jackson threw the last cocktail at the Alpha. His entire body was on fire. As he growled at Alison, Scott jumped up and kicked Peter away from her.

The Alpha stumbled to the ground while slowly returning to his human form. He rolled his head back and they took it as a sign that he was too weak to fight anymore.

As Scott and Alison were busy with each other, Derek walked out of the old Hale house and slowly towards his uncle. Standing over Peter, Derek gazed down at him with a unexplainable look on his features before crouching down.

Noticing what Derek what about to do, Scott quickly got up from where he was. "Wait! You said the cure comes from the one who bit you…"

As he noticed that he wasn't getting through to Derek, he continued to plead. "Derek, if you do this then I'm death… her father, her family… what am I suppose to do?!"

"You… already… decided." Peter said between labored breaths.

"I can smell it on you!" he continued. He raised his voice, the rage audible in his tone while he flashed his red eyes at Derek.

Without any hesitation Derek extended his claws and swung his hand back, slicing his throat wide open.

Watching Peter take his final breath and his body go still, Derek stood tall and turned to face Scott while showing off his new red eyes. "I'm the Alpha now…" He spoke in his husky voice.

A/N: I'm baaack! I'm so sorry for being gone for so long guys. I had a mayor writers block but here's finally an update!