Chapter 13:

Amber Mendler

The crowd cheered for the various teams scattered on the field. Thankfully on Amber's side, it was full of Beacon Hills Cyclones. She didn't have to start a moshpit with the Devenford whatever-they-are's.

Amber watched Audrey cheer on and on for Liam. She was getting cautious about their relationship. Will she ever know that she is friends with a newly bitten werewolf? The world may never know. Amber heard the whistle go off after a body slam that occurred in the field.

The coaches ended up pulling out Brett Talbot, who happened to be on the dead pool list. And, he was worth a lot of money. My eyes looked at Violet, who was just thinking the same thing.

"Audrey, I'm just gonna go to the restroom," Amber told her little sister, "Violet's coming with me."

"Oh, okay! Yeah, cool. Go ahead! I'll just stay here with Mason." Audrey said with a smile. Amber nodded and took Violet along with her.

Soon enough, they were walking to the other building towards the locker room. Although, it was silent. Too silent. Violet was the first one to speak, "Has Audrey ever discovered her powers yet?"

Amber shook her head, "Not even. I'm starting to think that her powers are a mistake, and that she was just resurrected to be a human being. The Benefactor screwed up on her or something."

"You've got to be kidding me!" Violet groaned, "Us, assassins, are starting to die each day. The supernaturals are beginning to outnumber us again. If Audrey's power doesn't come up, then might as well just kill her."

Amber frowned, "Hey! She's still my sister and she's still your best friend. How dare you!"

"You're right! You're right," Violet surrendered, "I'm sorry. That was too far."

Audrey was Amber's only reason to stay alive. She was happy that she died, and she didn't want to come back to this place again. At first, she didn't know what was going on, nor why she was living again. The morning she woke up after being resurrected, she knew something was off. She didn't really remember anything from the day before. She then saw Kate, who wasn't even a proper human that time she saw her. At that, she knew that all of this wasn't right. She should be thankful that she was brought back to life to kill, at least.

Amber felt bad for Audrey. She was just like her– so innocent. But, she was also beautiful and she was resurrected with a boyfriend, Jance, whom was actually resurrected first out of all three of them. The moment the two of them knew that Audrey didn't recognize herself, Jance offered to protect her, by becoming her most loved one.

Now, if only Amber could her do her job that the Benefactor ordered, she could go back to staying dead. Or, if she wanted, she could stay alive and start anew. It was her choice.

Suddenly, a grunting noise was heard inside the locker room. Violet and Amber glanced at each other, taking a peek inside and looking to see Brett struggling on the ground.

Violet whispered, "I got this one." She felt her bolo necklace and started her position, entering like a badass.

Amber decided to leave for look out. She stayed at the post of the double doors, keeping watch until she saw someone that caught her eye.

Stiles Stilinski

It was a time out for the game. As soon as Lydia called Stiles that she unlocked another third of the code, it was a new game time for the pack. Even though he didn't really have a supernatural power, he was considered a member, a special one, too. He looked out into the crowd, looking at the Devenford Prep guys. He swore that that one guy is taking HGH or Gamma Radiation.

"But, there's someone else that you should know that's on the list," Lydia told Stiles through the phone, "Brett."

Stiles alarmed everyone, taking Scott to find Brett. He was nowhere to be found on the field. Of course, Stiles thought, he got his own ligament torn by Garrett.

"Locker room." Scott informed him.

They both ran, hearing noises inside already. But then, someone at the front of the building, casually leaning on a post, caught his eye. Amber?

Stiles stopped Scott, "Are you seeing who I'm seeing?"

He nodded, "I think so. Isn't. . . Isn't that Amber Searcy?"

Stiles nodded. The memory came back to him.

"Class, quiet down." Ms. Roberta said as she sighed deeply, "I have an announcement."

Stiles was always curious, even from when he was young. Just looking at Amber's sweet little face plastered on a poster or glass case everywhere made him wonder about her presence. She was gone.

Amber was pretty young to be in Stiles' and Scott's class. She was thirteen compared to everyone else, who was already going on fifteen. To him, he thought that Amber was the second prettiest girl just below Lydia. Her hair was always so shiny and she had a nice body, even though she hated it so much. Stiles remembered trying to give her his sandwich for lunch but she refused and almost made a fit. She wanted to be skinny, and stay skinny. Stiles thought she was crazy at that. He continued to listen to the teacher.

"It seems that we have lost a great loved one in the class, as you can tell on the posters," Ms. Roberta spoke silently as tears fell down her face, "There will be a small ceremony in the auditorium in a while, but just to give you all a heads up, we will all write something down that is sweet and kind, not profound and disturbing. Am I clear?"

Everyone nodded their heads.

"We will attend the memorial that will be held next week. I expect you all to be in proper behavior," the teacher then turned to a framed photo of Amber, "We will miss you, Amber. Forever."

"Amber?" Stiles shouted.

Her head perked up like a deer in headlights as she stared at the guy. Scott gave his own chance and slipped past her.

"Wha- You– You're alive," Stiles exclaimed, shocked, "I. . . I can't believe it! You. . . How?"

"Shut up, Stiles!" She spat.

"But how?" Stiles asked desperately as he paced around on the pavement, "It's like you resurrected from the dead or something! Wait." The lightbulb had hit him. He slowly looked toward Amber, who was giving him a dark look. She rolled her eyes and just examined her nails, which turned into black claws.

"That is pretty cool, to be honest." Stiles commented.

Amber threw an icy glare at him as she rolled her eyes again. She then said, "Are you happy I'm not killing you right now? Because I should kill you!"

"Why?"

Amber was so close to him, it could be measured in inches as to how far apart they were. She breathed heavily, just like she usually did before when she was angry. But right now, she was pissed. "Never mind."

"You know, why are you always so angry at me? Even now that you're alive again, you still look like you want to throw me in a river!"

"Can you just shut up and get back to your game?" Her teeth were gritting against each other.

"I just have one more question." Stiles said, pointing up his index finger. Just one.

"What?"

"How did you die?"

She held him by the collar of his shirt and threw him back near the stadium.

Derek Hale

Once Derek looked at his own reflection, he didn't know how the hell he looked like he did now. He was young, as in young. He was a freakin teen again!

If only Chris was here, then he would've pummeled him with questions. It was like once he was alone, his conscience decided to age back a few years just to despite him. He then thought of someone– Audrey. He ran out of his vault and ran to the stadium.

There, she saw him, hanging out with her gay friend, looking as cheerful as ever. He then wondered if she would ever recognize him once he came up to her.

It was worth a try.

He ran up the bleachers and settled on an empty seat next to her as cool as he could act. Audrey noticed him.

"Um, excuse me. This seat is taken." He heard her sweet voice say. It was practically dripping in gold.

He turned to her with his smirk on, hearing her gasp. Was it because she remembered him or because she thought he was hot? He was fine with any of the two options. He said, "Sorry. I'll move somewhere else."

"Actually, I have a question," Audrey said, tugging on his green sleeve, "Do I know you from somewhere?"

"I don't know," Derek replied huskily, "But you know, I think I recognize you in my dreams."

She laughed and shook her head in amusement. Score, he thought with a smile. She then gasped loudly and held her head in her hands. "Ah," she hissed, "My head hurts. Oh my–"

"Sunflower, are you okay?" The guy on her other side asked. He held her wrists gently, using his thumbs to rub her temples, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know!" She cried, "My head just suddenly started thumping and it hurts really badly!"

Derek panicked as he saw her cry in pain. He then noticed her nails, slowly changing to a different color. Black.

"I'll take her to the nurse's office." He excused himself, taking Audrey along with him. They started descending down the steps.

"But, the nurse's office is closed!" The guy shouted from his seat. Derek pretended he never heard it.

Derek kept trying to keep her weight on hold, but then just scooped her into his arms. He ran to the front of the school, to his car, laying her down in his back seat. "Does it still hurt?" He asked.

She nodded. She groaned again as another wave had hit her. She started to breathe heavily. "What's going on with me?" She asked.

"You're shifting," Derek said as he looked for an advil, of something to relieve her of her headache, "I think it's time someone tells you."

"Tell me what?" She growled. Her claws were forming already and her eyes started changing color.

Derek took her hands, making sure that her claws were in her vision. But, slowly, they started fading away. She was starting to go back to normal. She looked at him slowly and tilted her head, "Who are you?"

He was a little torn that she didn't know his name, nor she doesn't remember her past. All the memories they shared, all the great things she experienced, it was all gone.

"It's okay," he cooed, "It's just me."

"What's your name?" She asked.

"Derek."

Audrey's smile slowly formed at the edge of her lips. She looked down at their entwined hands. "I don't know what it is with people calming other people down by just touching each other," she laughed lowly, "It's weird."

Derek smirked, "Do you need to stay a little calmer?"

She bit her lip that drove Derek crazy. She whispered so silently, that it was barely audible for him to hear, "Maybe."

He didn't dare hesitate for a second. The moment she answered, he was going to kiss her anyway. It was his craving ever since he saw her in the woods, looking so lovely.

He leaned in, their lips connecting. The kiss was long and lingering, and it created a fire in Derek's eyes. He leaned in more, not getting enough. He was then lying on top of her, his foot pulling on the handle to close the door as his hand was leaning on the seat to prevent her from suffocating underneath him. She back away from him, regaining her breath.

"Was that your first kiss?" He asked.

She bit her lip again as she sent him a shy smily. She nodded. "I know! I'm a horrible kisser, aren't I?"

Derek chuckled as he shook his head and confided, "Not even."

The darkness outside lowered, making the lamp post lights shine brighter. Their shadows were outlined on the car seats as their noses brushed against each others. They were two teens falling in love again. Literally. Or, at least Derek was. He was whispering wonderful things in her ear and he couldn't help but think that as his lips met hers again.

A/N- lol you guys must want to kill me with all this action going on. but, it's okay. (; happy moonday! The updates are going to become slower since I've caught up with the current episode already (yes, I'm winging it, but I'll a lot more of my original parts in).