I had some IDIOT leave a review... anonymous I might add on the first story in this and they said... it's like you copied the fb game... are you fucking kiddin me? Seriously? first off, grow a pair and leave a review with your name and second off... the summary and like EVERY chapter says... follows the fb game... ugh, ppl/
AN: I finished season 3A. I did and you're all going to hate me. So MUCH. :D I'll continue posting and during the few weeks on teen wolf between 3a and 3b, you can still see the gang in Lennox's story, Dark and Deep. that one is in first person, just to make it a little more evil :D then 3b will pick back up here.
I'm still booooo allisaac blech... Like Isaac's breaking the bro code, COME ON
AAN: I need more ppl to check out my original story please? I really need feedback. link is in my profile, I'm trying to get a literary agent so i need feedback, PLEASE
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As Cat stood there waiting for Scott to return, she heard someone call her name and she turned to the sound of the voice with a small frown.
"You know it's not sunny out, right? You don't need glasses."
"Derek." She whispered, stepping forward and throwing her arms around him. "Oh god, I've been so worried about you."
"I thought you'd know where I was." He softly replied, sounding perplexed by the waves of fear, panic, anxiety and concern coming off of her.
She shook her head against him, afraid to let go. "The Darach kidnapped me and then it- it did something to me and it left me blind, in more ways than one."
Derek pulled away from her, grabbing her shoulders so he could look her over. "What? Tell me everything."
She quickly told him everything that happened to her, starting with the dream she had on the bus home from the track meet. She omitted important facts, not wanting to say them out in the open but she told him about being kidnapped and the Darach touching her and being able to see nothing when Scott found her.
"I'm normal." She muttered, taking a small step back as even more repercussions of her being normal entered her mind. She was no longer part of the pack, what if no one wanted her around anymore.
"You're still pack." He told her, guessing what was going through her mind.
She lifted her sunglasses, placing them on top of her head as she wiped at her tears. "I'm not. I'm just a normal human girl who can't help anymore. What use am I? What do I do?"
Derek stepped closer to her with a small frown, one hand coming up to grasp her shoulder, the other hand wiping away a stray tear that she missed. "Catalina, whether you stay blind forever, whether you get your psychic powers back or not, whether I have to spend the rest of my life protecting you, you're still pack. I'm not kicking you out because you think you're not special anymore. You are, you always will be and I will protect you for the rest of our lives if I have to."
She threw her arms around him. "And if the Alpha's want you to kill us all?"
"It won't happen." Derek murmured, wrapping his arms around the tiny blonde. "I'll never do it."
"I'm glad you came back." She whispered. "I really was scared and worried. It's weird not being able to feel you all and it scares me."
"I'm back, I'm not leaving again, I promise. But I need to go see my sister. I came to see if she was here and saw you here. You shouldn't be alone."
"Scott went to go get our bags, he's taking me home. There was a little debacle with your sister, going after the twins. Find Stiles, he's with her, making sure she gets home. I'll catch you up on everything and I mean everything later." She stepped back, her hand coming up to grasp his before he pulled away. "I don't blame you for Boyd and you shouldn't blame yourself either. I know you Derek, a lot better than you think I do. Boyd, Erica, it's not your fault."
"I'm their Alpha, I'm supposed to protect them."
"You're one alpha against a pack of them, what more are you supposed to do? It's not your fault." She reiterated. "Go find your sister, we'll talk later, okay?"
He nodded, leaving her at Scott's bike and the blonde continued to wait for him to come out. The longer he took, the more she realized he must be talking to Ms. Morrell, who was the emissary to the Alpha pack and Deaton's sister so in a way they were both connected to her through the Druid ancestry. Deaton had seemed stunned when he learned about what she was but he had also taken it in stride, like it was no big deal, like he had heard of her kind before. So would his sister have known who she was and if that was the case, was she hiding it from the pack? Or more importantly, Deucalion? Something Ethan said though was bugging her. He said that the Alpha's would either have her killed or Deucalion would make her his. Would he really risk it and go back on the law of the Alpha pack from hundreds of years ago? Would he try and make her the Alpha pack's Seer? She guessed he could try but then he would more than likely kill her if she never got her powers back. And if she did, she would probably prefer being dead then leaving with the Alpha pack.
"Hey."
She was brought out of her thoughts by Scott jogging towards her and she forced a smile on her face, quickly telling him about her Derek sighting before asking if he found out anything important.
He did. He went and saw their guidance counselor who told Scott that Deucalion wanted a true Alpha in his pack, which he thought Scott was and if Scott refused to join, he wanted to destroy him, turn him into a killer so he couldn't be a true Alpha. Deucalion was very much in the mind frame of 'if I can't have you, no one can.' Scott had told her that neither would happen but Ms. Morrell shot back that Scott was already playing his game. While he tried to decide what to do next, Deucalion was already ten moves ahead with checkmate already in sight. He had left after that to come tell her about it and they were contemplating where to go next when Scott's head whipped back towards the school.
"Lydia." He whispered.
"What?" Cat asked.
Scott didn't reply, instead grabbing her hand and pulling her back into the school and down to a classroom where people had already gathered. Lydia was inside, talking to Ms. Blake and trying to tell her the teacher had gone missing. Aiden was beside her, trying to calm her down while Ms. Blake told the redhead that nothing has been proven. Scott pushed his way to the front of the crowd, pulling Cat with him. An officer held Scott back and he distracted him, pushing Cat towards the redhead.
"okay, fine. I'm psychic." Lydia whispered in an attempt to get the teacher to believe her.
"You're what?" Ms. Blake asked.
"I'm something." Lydia cried, finally spying the blonde. "Ask Cat, she knows what I'm talking about because she is-"
"Lydia." Cat quickly cut her off, not wanting her to divulge her secrets to everyone there, especially Aiden. She was already worried what the Alpha would do with Lydia blurting out that she was psychic or something. What would he do if he knew Cat really was? Or, rather, used to be.
"Cat." Lydia grabbed her arm, pulling her up beside her. "Please. Please tell them. Mr. Westover was taken, he's going to be the second murder, make them believe me."
"I believe Lydia." Cat whispered. "I do and if you're smart, you should too."
"Look, everyone." Ms. Blake turned to the crowd that gathered. "Please, it's time to disperse, nothing is proved here. We will see everyone tonight at the concert, your attendance will be appreciated."
When everyone save the werewolves, police, Ms. Blake, Lydia and Cat had left, the teacher turned back to the redhead.
"Lydia, the police will do everything they can, there isn't much more that can be done."
She glared at the teacher, bright spots of red on her cheeks before she turned and stomped out, Aiden right behind her. Cat went to follow but Ms. Blake stopped her.
"Catalina, why do you believe Lydia? Is she really psychic? Are you?"
"Where would you get that I am?" Cat suspiciously asked.
"I thought Lydia was about to say that you were too."
"No, she was about to say that I'm the one that figured she was psychic, it was a shot in the dark."
"That's too bad." Ms. Blake said and Cat watched her step forward, peering into her sunglasses where Cat continued to look straight ahead. "Perhaps I'll see you later tonight, Catalina."
"I'd say the same but I'm kind of missing in the seeing department here." She quipped, turning and making her way back out to Scott who reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling her out of the classroom.
"You're frowning." He observed.
"Something is bugging me but I can't quite put my finger on what." Cat quietly replied. "Like I'm missing an important piece of the puzzle."
"Maybe you just feel lost without your powers." He suggested.
"Maybe." Cat agreed. "So are you going to tell me where Isaac is now?"
"With Allison. She messaged me saying she wasn't coming to school today so I sent Isaac to check up on her."
She smacked his shoulder. "You know she can take care of herself, right?"
"Yeah, I just feel better if she had backup."
"How did you get him to go, though? I mean he's been awfully protective as of late."
"I told him I needed to be the one to talk to Ethan and I had to promise to not let you out of my sight."
"ooohhh, I'm telling him you did, like twice already."
Scott laughed. "That was when you were still pretty blind."
"Point taken but I'm going to call him, make sure he's okay." She pulled out her phone and called him, grinning when he answered.
"Hey babe, can't really talk right now, I'm following Allison to possibly go stop her dad, maybe kill him, I don't know."
"What?" She asked, sending a confused look towards Scott, who had stopped to listen in.
"Allison thinks her dad is involved but don't tell anyone else I told you that. She just went to go see and I'm supposed to follow after."
"You want me to come help?" Cat asked, sounding worried.
"No, it's okay, I don't want you getting hurt, work on getting your sight back. Love you, call you soon."
He hung up and Cat turned to Scott. "You heard that?"
He nodded. "I don't think it's her dad. Something is just telling me it isn't him."
"Ok, so Tara, law enforcement, guardian, Mr. Westover, teacher… is he a guardian for something we don't know about? We need to find out."
"But how?" Scott asked her.
Cat thoughtfully bit her bottom lip as she tried to come up with an answer, her eyes lighting up when she did. "The office, I can access his files."
"Okay, great, you go do that and I'll-"
Cat cut him off, grabbing his arm. "No, you need to come with me, Scott. I'm blind, remember? If anyone else shows up, you need to look like you're doing work for me."
"Right." He replied, leading her back into the school.
They made it to the office and no one was around when they entered. Cat told him to pull up a seat as she turned the computer on. Once she was inside, she bypassed the security measures with practiced ease, going into the teachers files to find Mr. Westover. When she pulled his up, Scott moved closer as the two read the screen, trying to find any trace of him as a guardian.
"Ugh, he doesn't even have kids." Cat complained. "So that rules that out, so what could it be?" she turned to look at Scott, her eyes widening at seeing he had turned to look at her and was staring closely at her.
"What are you doing?" She whispered.
"Looking at your eyes." He replied with a small smile.
"Why?"
"Remember last year? We were sitting here and I realized your eyes change color from blue to green."
Color rose to her cheeks and she knew she should look away but Cat continued staring at back at him. A small smile rose to his lips as his eyes flickered down to her lips before meeting her eyes again.
"What color are they now?" She finally asked.
"They're green again. They were blue this morning, they changed just like last year." He whispered, leaning in closer to her.
Cat knew what was about to happen but she felt powerless to stop it as she leaned in closer to him. Their lips were only millimeters away and Cat knew at any second she would feel Scott's lips against hers once more and she was afraid that once she tasted him, she would want more and she didn't know if she could control herself.
Both their phones rang at once and they both jumped apart, Cat's cheeks bright red as she picked up her phone.
"Hello?" She breathlessly answered.
"Cat? Are you okay? You sound funny." Isaac asked her, sounding concerned.
"I'm fine." Cat all but squeaked, glancing over at Scott who was on the phone with Allison. Their eyes briefly met before they both looked away in guilt. "Are you okay? What happened?"
"We found Mr. Westover." Isaac explained. "We don't think it's guardians at all, we think it's philosopher's."
She frowned as she processed the new info, seeing Scott had hung up and was now calling someone else. "Then explain Tara last night? Unless her helping Stiles with his homework counts as philosopher? But I can't find anything that links Mr. Westover to being a guardian, he has no kids, as far as I can see, he has no family even, just his teaching job. But I don't see how that falls under guardian, so maybe you're right."
"As far as you can see? Are you breaking into the school system again?" Isaac asked, amusement in his voice.
"Of course." She replied.
"Who's helping you?"
"I resent the fact that you think I need help to hack into the school."
He laughed. "Lina, you really don't, I know that. I meant who's helping you if you can't fully see yet? I mean, you're good, but are you able to do it all blind good?"
"Possibly." She replied, sounding slightly insulted. "But I did it myself. I can see."
There was silence, then a deafening. "WHAT?"
Scott glanced over from his phone call in concern but she waved him off.
"Well, you've been gone all day. But yes, I can see, no one really knows that yet though."
"That's amazing." He cried.
"Cat." Scott began waving to catch her attention. "It's philosophers. Tara used to teach Middle School."
Cat's eyes widened. "And all the teachers will be here for the concert."
"We're on our way back." Isaac said on the phone. "I'll talk to you soon. Love you."
"Love you too." Cat whispered as she hung up, feeling guilty for almost kissing Scott.
"We need to get to the recital." Scott said.
"I need weapons." Cat said. "I'm not going into this blind."
"We have half an hour, let's go."
They rushed out to his bike and hopped onto it, rushing home so she could get weapons. Once inside Scott's, she routed through the closet, pulling out various knives to add to the couple she already had on her. She grabbed two guns, putting them in her shoulder holsters and pocketing some extra ammo. She grabbed her leather jacket and put it on over everything, zipping it up so her weapons weren't so obvious. She grabbed one more gun, putting it in the waistband of her jeans before turning to Scott who was watching in awe.
"Never ceases to amaze me." He said.
"I don't have claws." She reminded him.
"Good point. Ready?"
She nodded and they went back to the school, entering the already packed auditorium. Cat held onto Scott's arm and she nudged him, subtly pointing to where Ethan was helping Danny before turning to see his brother. Ethan rolled his eyes before walking over to Aiden.
"I don't think his brother likes the fact that he likes Danny." Cat whispered so quietly that Scott could only hear because of his werewolf hearing. "How should we do this?"
"Do you want to sit?"
She shook her head. "No, I want to see everything. Prop me up against the wall."
They walked to the back of the auditorium, Scott making a show of helping Cat and making sure she was okay before stepping away. He turned, right into Lydia, his eyes widening in surprise.
"I thought you were going home."
"I can't." Lydia told them. "I don't know why I'm the one that keeps finding the bodies. Maybe if I just stop trying to fight it, I'd find them before it happens. Maybe with enough time, for someone like you to do something about it."
"You get me the time and I'll do something about it." Scott passionately replied. "I swear to god I will."
Lydia reached down to squeeze his hand and he returned it before they turned to face the front. The band began to play and Cat's eyes moved behind her sunglasses, looking for a threat. Scott stepped closer to the crowd to look around and beside her, Lydia pulled out her phone to look at a message. Cat glanced over to see it was Aiden and the Alpha turned in his seat, seeking out Lydia before giving her a small nod.
"It better be." Lydia murmured after reading Aiden's messages, seeing he needed to see her. She left and Cat stared at Aiden, waiting for him to get up. The band continued playing and Isaac entered the auditorium with Allison and her dad. He made a beeline for her, leaning down to kiss her.
"You okay?"
She nodded. "Great. You?"
He nodded as well, going to leave when Cat grabbed his arm, pulling him back to whisper in his ear as she pulled out her phone and tapped out a message. "I know a lot of crap is going on right now but this morning, when I realized what happened to me, I spent a long time in the bathroom. Check your phone."
Isaac sent her a confused look before pulling out his phone as he walked away. He opened her message, letting out a loud exclamation at the provocative picture she had just sent him. The people in his near vicinity turned around to shush him and he quickly put his phone away turning to send a leering grin at his girlfriend before going to catch up with Allison.
Cat grinned, happy to release some of the tension in the air. Stiles entered, walking up to Scott and Cat looked to see Aiden still hadn't left his seat, leaving her really worried about Lydia. The boys had gone over to quietly speak to Isaac and Cat slipped out the way Lydia had gone.
She entered the school, looking and listening for any sign of the redhead when she heard voices coming from a nearby classroom. She pulled out a gun, creeping forward, unsure of what she was walking into but she didn't need her psychic powers to know something was up. There was something twisting in her gut, warning her that something was wrong and she needed to find Lydia. Maybe she just had really good intuition and she was glad she knew to follow it. She had lived too long as a Seer not to.
"What are you doing?" Lydia was whispering.
"What's necessary."
Cat's eyes widened as she realized just who was speaking. It was Ms. Blake.
"I'm still surprised none of you seem to get that. You call them sacrifices but you're not understanding the word. It's derived from the latin word sacrificium, an offering to a deity a sacred right, a necessary evil."
"Stop."
"Oh I wish I could but you don't know the Alpha's like I do."
"Please stop." the redhead brokenly whispered.
"But you Lydia, you're not a sacrifice, you're just a girl who knows too much. Almost like your little friend Cat. She knew too much, so I took that away from her. I would have finished the job too if not for Scott's interference but I'm not going to make that same mistake twice."
"No." Lydia cried and Cat knew she had to move now, she stepped into the classroom, her gun raised at Ms. Blake just as she tried to wrap a wire around Lydia's neck.
The redhead began to scream, a loud heart wrenching scream, louder than any Cat had ever heard. It made Ms. Blake pause, staring in shock as Cat's hands came up to cover her ears. Ms. Blake snapped into action, ignoring the screaming now as she took the few steps towards Cat, kicking the gun out of her hands before grabbing her around the throat and easily tossing her across the room. She landed on a desk and the wood crumbled beneath her, a piece of the metal from the chair piercing her in the back and coming out the front of her. Cat let out her own scream as she stared at the metal protruding from her stomach.
"Let's see you try and heal that with no powers." Ms. Blake sneered at her before turning back to Lydia who sat slumped in her chair. "But you, you're unbelievable. You have no idea what you are, do you? The wailing woman, a banshee, right before my eyes. You're just like me Lydia, look like the innocent flower but be the serpent under it."
Lydia looked up at her, tears in her eyes. "No."
"It's too bad though and too late." She pulled out some duct tape and began taping Lydia's arms to the chair while the redhead struggled and cried against her.
Cat let her head fall back, turning it to the side as she spit out a mouthful of blood. She was done for and she knew it. Trying to heal this as a normal human wouldn't happen, she knew she was going to die, she could feel it in her bones but she did not want Lydia to as well. Weakly, she reached for her other gun, lifting it and shooting at Ms. Blake, grazing her arm. The teacher grabbed her arm and looked towards Cat with a sneer before picking up her knife.
"You can't stop me." Ms. Blake snarled.
"But I can, now drop it."
Cat's eyes moved to the new voice to see Sheriff Stilinski there, his gun raised at Ms. Blake. She just smiled, throwing the knife and catching him in the chest. He went down and Cat tried to raise her gun for another shot but her arm was shaking too much. Luckily, a growl was heard and Cat sighed in relief at knowing Scott was there now.
He ran for the teacher, jumping over desks and trying to take her down but she easily blocked his blows before hitting him in the chest and sending him flying back. He hit a stack of chairs, falling to the floor and spitting out blood from the internal bleeding she caused him.
"Scott." She whispered, holding a hand out towards him, feeling herself grow weaker but she fought to hold on, fought to finish this.
At the front of the room, Ms. Blake pushed the desk in front of the door, barring Stiles from entering as she walked towards the Sheriff who was kneeling, his gun pointed at her again.
"There was a girl, years ago, we found her in the woods, her face and body was all slashed. That was you, wasn't it?" He gasped out.
"Maybe I should have started with philosophers, with knowledge and strategy." She noted with a smirk, stepping closer.
He shot the gun, hitting her in the leg and Cat watched as it healed before their eyes.
"Healers." She said, stepping forward and grabbing the knife still lodged in him. She picked him up by it, pushing him against the stack of chairs at the back as he groaned in pain. "Warriors." she grabbed his badge, crumpling it in his hands. "Guardians. Virgins." She leaned forward, kissing him on the lips and when she pulled away, she was the Darach, her eyes glowing white, her face grotesque and slashed.
From the hallway, Cat could hear Stiles pounding on the door when another voice entered the fray.
"Where is my granddaughter?"
That voice, she knew that voice.
Moments later, the desk was thrown away and the door was opened, Athena entering, looking ready to murder someone. Ms. Blake turned to face her, the Sheriff still in her other hand as she grabbed a chair, throwing it at her. Athena went down and Stiles entered, racing for his dad but with one well-placed kick, he went flying back into the chalkboard before her attentions returned to Athena, who had crawled over to her granddaughter, still impaled on the metal.
"I stopped feeling you, I thought you were dead." Athena murmured.
"She took my powers." Cat gasped out.
"I know, I saw that boy you love. He told me everything."
"granddaughter?" Ms. Blake asked. "You just might prove useful yet." She bent down to grab Athena and the old woman grabbed for Cat's hand, holding tight as she closed her eyes, whispering a few words. Cat's body shivered as she turned and spat out more blood just as her Grams was ripped away from her.
The sound of glass shattering was heard and Stiles ran across the room to the window, yelling for his dad. Scott stood up and both guys looked out the window, trying to see where they went but with no evidence nearby, they turned back to the room. Seeing Lydia was okay, they both knelt down beside Cat. Her eyes were closed and they both feared the worst, not seeing her chest rising. Scott reached down and gently lifted her off the metal, placing her on the ground.
"We need an ambulance." He muttered, not hearing a heartbeat. He smoothed some hair off her forehead, his heart breaking for his best friend and ex-girlfriend.
Stiles wiped at the tears on his face as he stood and pulled out his phone to call an ambulance. Scott stood to go check on Lydia when the door opened again and Isaac came running in. He went to intercept the taller wolf before he saw his girlfriend.
"Isaac."
"Where is she?" He yelled, trying to push past Scott.
"I'm sorry." Scott quietly told him.
Isaac stopped, his head turning to look at Scott's as he realized just what Scott meant and he began struggling harder.
"No, you're wrong." He yelled. "Cat! Cat! Lina!" he finally pushed Scott out of the way, dropping down beside Cat as he tried to listen for her heartbeat. Hearing nothing, he grabbed her hand, softly calling her name as he leaned down to kiss her forehead, his hand coming up to cup her cheek.
"I'm sorry." He cried. "I'm so sorry Lina."
Isaac gathered his girlfriend in his arms, rocking back and forth with her as he began to sob. Cat was dead. His other half, his everything, was gone.
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