Summary: Bonnie was okay with being alone. She was okay with not falling in love. She was okay with her form of happiness. Then Scott showed up. Scott was a romantic. He loved the idea of everything being better. He loved to dream, and love. Together they could be something else. Maybe even happy.
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Scott turned to them. His pack. Tyler and Isaac looked ready for orders. Allison still seemed surprised. He spoke to the group.
"We go in. We find our friends. We leave. If we encounter any Alpha, we don't kill them. We take them out, but do not kill them."
He stopped allowing his words to sink in. He got a nod from Isaac and Tyler. Allison started to nod, but was still looking in the wodded entry.
"We are going to split up into two groups. Allison."
She looked at him.
"You are going with Isaac to find Lydia."
This time Allison nodded. She did not see it, but Isaac did as well. Scott then turned his attention to Tyler.
"Tyler, you and I will find Bonnie and Stiles."
Scott got a nod from Tyler. He gave one right back. Turning his attention back to the little group, he felt them. It was if they were connected. All of them.
"Once you get your target, get out of there. If you have to run away, then so be it. I don't want anyone hurt. So please...be careful."
The group nodded. Scott stood tall.
"Alright let's go."
Allison watch Scott and Tyler run into the forest. In seconds she took out one of her special crossbows. It was small, and could fire multiple shots before needing to be refilled. It could fire small small arrows, but was not really meant for killing. Instead she had it for one purpose. To shoot her special arrows. She had made them after the incidents with the Kanima. Her first real encounter with Erica inspired the idea of arrows that could stun, or even take out a larger foe. She had kept some of the Kanima toxin and used it on her arrows. She had to be careful, but she managed to find a way to get it on without her being poisoned. The tips of the arrows would be dipped in the toxins and left to dry. She sure to be careful with them, but she generally kept them set in the crossbow.
She looked at it, first arrow ready to go. She heard a footstep come beside her. Looking up she saw the once tall and slouching Isaac. He looked ready.
"Isaac, I need your help."
He looked at her, and waited.
"Can you give me a ride?"
There were others. Bonnie sensed the barrier come down, and then sensed others. One an Alpha. It felt familiar, but...
"Focus Bonnie."
She shook her head, feeling her brain rattle. She heard the sounds of breathing. It was heavy.
It was her.
"I need to get Stiles out of here quickly."
She turned around, and felt her vision get blurry.
"Slow down Bonnie. You can do this."
She remembered the feeling expression gave her. It was a powerful rush. One that was removing her from being. She was losing herself from reality.
Bonnie had to remind herself to stay grounded. She may have opened herself up willingly to expression, but that did not mean she would give herself to it. She was using it, not the other way around. She just had to remind herself of that.
Closing her eyes again she took in th entire area once again. The beings, they were moving. One group towards Stiles. The other going in another direction. One felt human. The others were definitely supernatural.
Bonnie focused on the group going toward Stiles. They felt so familiar. Her sense was fogged by the expression. They felt good. Or at least not a threat.
"Found you."
They had not met any yet, but Allison was ready. Allison kept an eye out, even though Isaac was able to keep a look out much better than she ever could.
"Are there any around?"
"At least two...I think one is a girl."
Allison kept her eyes open.
"How can you tell?"
She did not get an answer immediately as she felt herself jump a little. By instinct she pulled her arm closer to her, almost strangling Isaac.
"Allison."
"Sorry."
She loosened up, and kept looking around.
"Are we almost there yet?"
"Yep, should only take a minute."
Allison nodded even though he could not see her. She was on his back. Isaac was carrying her on his back in piggyback style. When she suggested it, Isaac was a little perturbed. Why would they do that. It would leave only Allison as their line of defense, which was not terrible given how quickwitted Allison was, but it was always best to have more than one set of hands ready to fight. Especially in the midst of a rescue mission in the territory of a pack of Alphas.
Even for Isaac that was a dumb idea. Nevertheless he did not voice his opinion and just lifted Allison on his back, making sure to support her. The run was fast, but not as fast as it could have been if he was running on all fours.
He had prayed that no one would bothered him, but was admittedly a little disappointed that nothing had attacked them.
Still it made it all the more easier to just focus on more Lydia. She had not moved since they started. That was nother plus in his book.
As soon as he got there he could smell her. She smelt girly. Not like the other woman who seemed to smell more mature. It was weird describing women scents.
She was sitting by a tree, little nerf gun in hand. He put Allison down, who ran toward her.
"Lydia?"
The red haired girl looked up.
"Hey."
Allison took Lydia into her arms. Isaac wanted to go aw, and roll his eyes at the same time. Allison really did not trust Lydia at all.
"You're safe."
"Yeah...I am. So what's up? Where are the other two?"
"Going to find Stiles and Bonnie."
It was him that spoke this time. Lydia looked over at Isaac.
"Good...So...what is the plan for us?"
Allison pulled back.
"We got to get out of here. Scott's orders."
Lydia did not even question it. She was about to say something when she felt a strong presence. It sent a chill down her spine. Then a breeze danced by them.
"Did anybody else feel that?"
Allison nodded. Isaac turned to another direction. She looked that way to, feeling the presence coming from it. Isaac turned back around, a look of fear on his face.
"We need to go."
Bonnie opened her eyes, but before she could do anything, she felt herself being ripped from the ground and tossed in the air. She hit the ground hard. The force was powerful enough to force blood from her mouth. Everything hurt.
She looked up and saw him again. The Alpha she threw.
"Death is on you child. Should have taken it with grace, instead of causing a scene."
Bonnie felt her world spinning. She was about to try to throw him again, but a sharp pain took over her body. Then another one. And another one. Soon five sharp, equaling intense pains resided in her body.
She let out a gruesome scream. The pain spread across her body, all coming from a focal point. Her abdomen.
"She looked to see a knife in her stomach, sitting idly, not aware of the pain it was causing her.
"You did this. And once you are dead, you magic will fall, and well will finish off Stiles...if he is not already dead."
Pulling the knife out, Bonnie watched him lick it. Her already heaving breathing became a shallow. It was a combination of the pain, and her slipping further.
Further into the darkness.
"Say goodbye."
Bonnie closed her eyes, feeling herself fall further and further. Just as soon as she was gone, she heard a voice.
"GET OFF HER!"
That kept her. From going to a familiar abyss. Instead she surrendered, too weak to fight it anymore.
Tyler and Scott was only five minutes in when they found Stiles. It was sitting up against a tree and he looked horrible.
"Stiles."
The teenager looked up and focused. His face was pale.
"Scott...dude..."
Scott moved forward and into the barrier. He felt a tingle but dismissed it.
"What happened man?"
"Alpha pack took a kick out of kicking me."
That enraged Scott. He looked at his best friend since childhood, and felt it. The pain he was living at that very moment. He touched his side, and felt it. Something was broken. Stiles gasped and coughed blood when he touched it. Scott pulled his hand back, feeling his rage increase. He stood up.
"We will get you out of here Stiles."
"Don't...Bonnie rigged it to be a safe spot. Only people I trust can get in."
Scott nodded. He trusted Bonnie's magic.
"Where is she?"
"She went to handle the Alphas. To clear a path. She has been gone not that long...shit this hurts."
Scott wanted to help his friend but he could not. The only one that could was Bonnie.
"We will find Bonnie, and we will get you out of here."
"Dude...this shit really hurts."
Scott almost laughed. He should not have entertained the idea, but somehow Stiles could make a moment a little humorous. Even unintentionally.
"I know."
He turned to Tyler.
"Tyler can you stay here with Stiles?"
"Yeah. You go find Bonnie, man. Also don't worry about Stiles. I'll take care of him."
Scott did not understand, but he nodded.
"Stiles, this is Tyler, he is not Bonnie's ex Jeremy."
"Since when?"
"Since like a week or so ago. I don't know..."
"Oh man...dude...you made an ass of yourself over..."
He stopped talking and coughed a little. Blood trickled down his chin. Scott moved quickly. Without saying anything else, he ran off, into the direction of Bonnie.
Tyler looked at Stiles, who started to nod his head. He was about to lose consciousness.
"Hey man..."
"Eh..."
Tyler sighed. He moved toward the barrier, and as soon as he got close enough to enter he felt himself being pushed back.
"Shit."
Bonnie made it too literal. Stiles did not know Tyler. And Tyler was the only thing that could save him at this point.
"Fuck..."
"What?"
Tyler turned to Stiles who looked at him, his brown eyes darker and heavier looking.
"Scott needs to find Bonnie, fast."
Tyler stood there, at the edge of the barrier, feeling the seconds of Stiles' life slipping away.
Scott ran, at top speed. He sensed Bonnie. She was standing near the middle of the woods. But there was someone else. He was getting closer to her. He did not trust it.
Then he heard the scream.
It sent an unnatural chill down his spine.
Despite already running as fast as possible, he picked up the speed. He could smell blood, and as soon as he got to the scene, he saw a mysterious man, on top of Bonnie, licking blood off of the blade of a knife.
Bonnie looked like she was dying. Or dead. He could no longer tell. It did not matter. Save her or avenge her, it was this man's life.
He knew he would regret this one day, but a that very moment. She matter most.
"Say goodbye."
With great power, he lunged himself at the man.
"Get OFF HER!"
He pulled the Alpha off of Bonnie, and they tumbled a few feet away. The man was on top of him, but disoriented. Scott kicked him in his stomache and off of him. He stood up and moved toward the man and started attacking. He slashed away, not even realizing that he had gone in werewolf mode. He scraped skin under his claws, tipped blood on his nails. He was growling. He was primal. He was dangerous.
When he felt it was enough. He picked up the clawed mess and threw him into a tree.
He heard a crack, but did not care. Moving to him again, he picked up the defeated Alpha and looked him in his swollen eye.
"Kill me."
"No."
That surprised the mangled Alpha.
"Why not? Too weak?"
Scott did not speak at first. Instead he took the alpha in his claws and slammed into the tree. He heard the tree shake.
"No. But I will not take your life. I am better than that. I will however say this. Stay away from and my friends. From my pack."
He got a growl.
"She was responsible in the death of some of my pack."
"And I will be responsible for the rest. Don't push it. There are two Alphas in these lands. Derek, and myself. Don't push your luck trying to interfere. I will get dangerous. I will get territorial. You will lose."
With that, he slammed him into the tree once more, effectively knocked out the Alpha out cold.
Dropping him with little disregard, he turned back to Bonnie. She was lying there, like a broken doll. For the first time that night, Scott felt himself cominc back to relaity. The feral aggression was gone. There stood Scott again.
"Bonnie."
He called out her name as he walked towards her. Kneeling down, he took her hand. He listened closely and heard it. A small faint heart beat. She was okay. But in no condition to help Stiles. But that was okay. They were okay.
Holding her hand, he looked at her small frail body. Bonnie was petite, and looking are body lying on the ground like a discarded doll hurt him.
"Bonnie. Can you hear me?"
Nothing. Her heart beat was still there.
"Please Bonnie, just a sign that you are okay."
He felt his voice take on a whine. He felt tears form around his eyes. She was not gone, but she may not be able to be saved.
"Come on Bonnie. We have to get you home. You have to help Stiles. And talk to your dad, and yell at me for being stupid, then forgive me and then we work on ourselves. Work on us. I don't want the last thing I ever said to you was goodbye...not like how I did it."
Scott held her hand and listened to her breath. It was slow. Agonizingly so.
"Bonnie...I..."
Scott closed his eyes, letting the tears that could escape fall.
"We are not done. We don't feel done. So let's not be. Let's continue with what we started. All you have to do is wake up. Wake up and say something."
A small wind whirled past him. He ignored it.
""Don't leave everything behind. I don't know you yet. I know little things, and big things. But I can't put it all together yet. I just need something. I don't know what it is, but I need one little thing...just so I can figure you out. To understand you. To appreciate you. To..."
The wind got stronger, and it seemed to take a life of its own. Scott could feel it, was it Bonnie?
"Bonnie..."
Her eyes opened. Scott increased his firm grasp. Trying not to let her go. She did the same thing. A smile formed on his face, and then fell.
Something was off.
"Bonnie?"
Scott was about to say something else when he felt his head starting to hurt. An intense pain took over. His head felt as if it was bursting repeatedly. He let go of her hand, placing them on either side of his head, as if that would dull the pain. He hunched over, feeling the pain spread through his body. Suddenly he felt his wrist twist and break. Then his leg. And his shoulder. Everything in his body was breaking.
He screamed out in pain.
He looked up to see Bonnie. Standing, looking at him. Her face expressionless. This was a Bonnie he had never seen before, but still feared. This was the dangerous power that he had once worried would come. From the very person he knew it lied within. She was intense, and destructive, and was not there.
"Bonnie please..."
Nothing.
"Bonnie!"
He looked at her, blood trickling from his nose, ears and mouth. His vision was cloudy from tears, and soon to be a loss of consciousness Still in his pathetic form, he could bring no sympathy or mercy from Bonnie.
Everything was fading to black. The pain was disappearing, the sounds of nature were silencing. With his last breath he uttered her name.
"Bonnie..."
What had she done?
"Scott."
A/N: New update! This would have been here earlier, but I could not start it. Bonnie has let expression take over a little, and taken it out on Scott. I don't think I did a good job depicting her slip, honestly I am writing as a go with this part. The last part is much more planned out then this. Tyler is with Stiles, and he can't get to him. Lydia, Isaac and Allison are the only group with no problems. I am writing something to give them a little spotlight, but it isn't big.
Next chapter will be Bonnie vs Bonnie battle (internal struggle folks). Also Tyler is going to reveal himself to be a hybrid, which raises questions. I am trying to get back on the three chapter update, so the next update may take some time. Don't worry everyone comes out alive, and no Stiles is not going to be a vampire. The last chapters are going to patch up any problems I have created.
Thank you for reading and keeping up and commenting. We are nearing the end! I already have the last section written up so...be ready.
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