Ice Pick

"It doesn't make any sense Derek, why didn't I change on the floor moon?" Jo whispered even though there was no point in whispering when everyone in the house was werewolves.

Jo stood in front of the bus at Derek's place. Isaac was fast asleep on the bus not bothering waking up for school. There was no point when he was a wanted fugitive. Jo didn't really care about though, she wanted to know why she didn't turn into a werewolf on the full moon.

"I said the scratch might turn you," Derek said as he leaned against the bus. "There was always a chance that it wasn't going to change you." A twinkle appeared in Derek's big green eyes. "But if you really wanted to become one I could always…"

Jo held up her hands. "I'm okay."

Derek held up his hand his claws were out. Derek's eyes were a bright red. "Are you sure?"

Jo just nodded her head as she started to scratch the back of her neck. "Can I borrow your car?"

Derek yanked his keys out of his pocket and tossed them to Jo not asking what she needed them for. Jo turned around and headed for the stairs.

"I need the list," Derek spoke up.

Jo, who was already on the first stair, looked back at Derek. "What?"

"You have a list of people that you that should get the bite," Derek explained. "I need the list."

Jo let out a sigh as she searched her pockets for a piece of paper. She found an old coupon and a pen. Jo leads on the bus and wrote down two names. Erica Reyes. Vernon Boyd. Jo handed Derek the coupon and left going anywhere but school.

Erica wasn't a friend of Jo's. In fact, Jo never met Erica in her entire life. Jo only knew Erica because Melissa talked about her all the time. Erica was a teenager in Jo's grade who had epilepsy. Erica was always bullied for it and had seizures all the time. It was no way to live.

Vernon Boyd, who goes by Boyd, was somewhat a friend of Jo's. Somewhat. Boyd worked at the ice rink and used to be Jo's biology partner. Outside of biology Jo and Boyd didn't really talk. Jo really new Boyd because of his sister who passed away the around the same time Jo's family died. Both of had the death of family members around the same time and were antisocial. Boyd didn't really have a lot of friends. To many people, he was a big scary black dude. The Boyd Jo knew who a school year of being biology partners, he was nice and was tired of sitting alone at lunch.

Both of the teenagers would take the bite easily. Jo, on the other hand, would rather die than become a werewolf.

High school was the last thing on Jo's mind. High school was always the last thing on Jo's mind. The young teenager still couldn't help but wonder why she didn't change last night. Jo didn't want to be a werewolf. That was for sure.

There was no bone in Jo's small body that wanted to change one a month into something hairy. She didn't want to be a weak human though. Jo didn't want to have to take medications every day for the rest of her life while Derek and Scott don't even get sick at this point.

Jo felt like something. She really did. She didn't feel like a human to drag Derek down. She felt like she was more than that. With Jo being sick every day throwing up it would make some sort of sense if Jo was something.

But werewolves don't get sick. And there wasn't anything else in the supernatural world. As far as Jo knew.

Jo walked up to the McCall's house. Melissa was at work and Scott was at school. Hopefully no one else as in the house. Jo appeared at the McCall's house looking for something extremely important. Jo placed her key into the door and tried to open it. Nothing happened. She looked down at her key and then the door as she tried to jiggle it in more. Jo then tried to open the door. It didn't open.

Jo let out a groan as she hit the door. The door flung open. Luckily the door didn't break so Jo just shrugged it off and walked into the house. She went straight to the guest room. She went straight to the bedside table looking for her small orange bottles. They weren't in the drawn or on the floor next to it.

Jo cursed as she yanked her phone out her pocket. She dialed a number as she tapped her foot on the floor impatiently.

"Hello?" Scott answered the phone on the third ring.

"Where is my medication?" Jo snapped.

"Medical cabinet maybe I don't know I'm trying to make sure your boyfriend doesn't bite any more teenagers," Scott said. Jo could hear the anger in his voice but didn't want to bark up that tree. Jo ran into the bathroom and saw her bottles. "Speaking of which—"

"Thanks, Scott." Jo hung up as she popped the bottles and tossed a couple of pill in her mouth. Jo let out a sigh hoping the pills would start to work as soon as possible. Jo tossed the bottles into her pocket and slowly walked down the stairs.

At the bottom of the stairs was a picture bottom of the case of stairs that was on the wall. A smile crept on the edge of her lips as she stared at the picture. She forgot all about it. It was Stiles, Scott, and Jo. Jo was in the middle at the age of seven with six-year-old Scott on her left and six years old Stiles on her right. It was Christmas time and the three kids just had finished their Christmas pageant. Jo placed her hand on it smiling big.

Jo looked around to see herself next to the outside stage at Beacon Hills Elementary. Kids were running around to find their parents all getting in line to take a picture in front of the big Christmas tree.

The air smelled like gingerbread. Burnt gingerbread because the cooks weren't very good cooks. It was loud with instrumentally Christmas music in the background. Jo turned to look at the library to see a small group of different families all standing next to each other laughing. Jo walked towards them and couldn't help but feel like she was already here once.

"I don't wanna wear the elf ears, Momma!" Scott exclaimed as he pulled off his little hat that had elf ears. Scott had a buzz haircut and was missing his two front teeth. He was dressed like an elf in a green shirt and even little elf shoes.

A smile appeared on the edge of Jo's lips as she looked down at baby Scott. She then turned to look in front of Scott to see Melissa.

"But you look so cute," Melissa said as she grabbed her son's checks.

"Stop it you're embossing me in front of my friends," Scott replied as his cheeks turned red. Jo and Stiles started to laugh.

"Joey Wesson don't laugh," Imari announced with a happy smile. "You looked so cute up there on the stage." Imari puffed on Jo's hair a little bit more to make her hair bigger. Jo was dressed like Mrs. Clause in a red teacup dress and a black belt that went around her waist. "You like very handsome to Stiles."

Stiles started to blush. He was dressed like Santa with his own hat and fake big belly.

Jo stared at her mother her mouth wide open. Imari had her hair in the braided crown with two pieces of her bangs framing her faces. Imari wore a long red dress that stopped right above her knees. Imari looked happy staring at her oldest while the twins were with James. James stood a little farther back from Imari. Sheriff and Claudia, Stiles' parents, did not like James at all and James had a look of disgust as he stared at the Stilinski. The feeling was same on both sides of the coin.

"Mom," Jo called out. Imari didn't look at Jo it was like she didn't even hear her. "Mom!"

Imari smiled big at six-year-old Jo and then looked over at her adult friends.

"We should get a picture." Claudia, Stiles' mom, said as she grabbed her camera from Sheriff. Jo got in the middle and placed her arms around her two best friends. All three of them had a big smile on their face as they all look at their mom's. "Say ho, ho, ho."

"Ho, ho, ho!"

Jo closed her eyes tightly and open them again. She looked around to see she was still in the McCall's house and no longer in the memory. But the memory felt so real like she was actually there a second time. How weird… Jo placed the picture back on the frame as she left the house and couldn't help but wonder how she was able to feel like she was in the memory again.

I need you to meet me at the ice rink~ Derek.

Jo looked down at the text message one last time before she turned off the car and walked into the unlock ice rink. Derek, Isaac, Erica, and Scott were all on the ice rink. Boyd sat on the machine that cleaned the ice. Isaac and Erica were fighting Scott as Derek stood back and Boyd still sitting.

Jo was going to walk and asked what was going on. Jo placed one foot on the ice and looked down at it. Black footprints appeared right in front of the ice making the floor dirty. The ice though was completely clean. Wherever the footprints were coming from it wasn't from the ice. Jo looked up to see the werewolves one last time as she started to follow the footsteps.

Jo opened one of the doors the lead to the back room. A man walked past one of the racks full of ice skates.

"Hello?" Jo called out. The man didn't look back. No one should be here. If anyone finds the werewolves fighting on the ice rink Jo's life would get worse than what it already is.

Jo walked past another rack of ice skates to see a man in a long leather jacket walk past again.

"Is anyone there?" Jo ended up at the very end of the room not finding the man. She turned around to go back to the ice to see a puddle of black blood.

"What the…." Jo got on her knees and looked down at the black blood.

The black blood was spread all over the floor. A pain appeared in her stomach. Not this again Jo thought as she let out another groan of pain.

She placed a hand on her stomach and pulled it away. Black blood covered Jo's hand. She looked down to see her clothes covered in black blood.

"What is happening to me?" Jo spoke aloud in a soft whisper her voice cracking slightly in pain.

"Soon you will know." A voice appeared in Jo's ears. Jo turned around fast. Peter was leaning against the walls covered in dirt and burns. His arms were crossed like he was in a tomb. Peter's eyes glowed blue as he opened his mouth to expose his fangs.

Jo let out a loud ear aching scream.

Scott looked up at Boyd who was still watching the fight. Derek ran his claws against Scott's stomach. Scott let out a groan as he held onto his stomach blood slowly dripping as his body tried to heal himself against an alpha.

"You don't wanna be like them." Scott insisted stared at Boyd.

Boyd jumped off the machine with ease and walked towards Scott. "You're right. I want to be like you." Boyd lifted his shirt so Scott could already see his bite.

Before anyone could say anything there was a loud scream ear-piercing scream. All of the werewolves had to cover their ears wincing in pain. Scott and Derek turned back into a human and glanced at each other.

"Was that Jo?" Scott mumbled. Derek bolted to where the scream was coming from Scott not far behind him. Derek and Scott ended up in the back room where all of the ice skates where. Jo was on the floor in the very back. She was scratching her stomach screaming tears falling from her face.

Derek wrapped his arms around her both now falling to the floor. He tried to hush her telling her it is okay but it wasn't working.

Something was seriously wrong with Jo.