"I doubt it." Scott responded while glancing at her. "Are you alright?" He inquired of her. Stiles nodded, and Scott knew it was her turn to lie now.
"Something to obstruct the door is required." Stiles informed him. They pressed up to the door.
"Wait a minute, the cutters are outside." Scott informed her. Stiles had brought along bolt cutters, which were a few feet from the entrance.
Stiles shifted her gaze from Scott to the cutters.
"No way! Not at all! Stiles, he's still out there somewhere."
"And he'll be in here if we don't get those."
Scott gave her a terrified look as she walked slowly out the door. She did not notice or hear anything unusual. Alpha emerged in the parking lot from behind the vehicle as she carefully made her approach to the cutters. It noticed her and started racing towards her.
Stiles snatched the scissors and dashed back inside, where Scott was frantically yelling her name. She quickly placed the cutters on the door handle, but the Alpha's body slammed against it.
"Need to leave now." Scott quickly told her, and they ran. They managed to find an opened classroom, once inside they tried to block the door in. Both laid against the wall under the windows facing the door.
"It's got to be Deaton. He vanishes just as the Alpha arrives. He murdered Derek, and now he intends to murder us." Stiles described as being in a panic mode.
"How are we going to get out of here?"
"My jeep is still out there somewhere." Stiles informed him. "We make a break for it.
Scott glances out the window at the Jeep "Stiles, what's wrong with the hood of your jeep?"
Stiles questions "What do you mean? Nothing is wrong."
Scott says, "It's bent."
Stiles confused askes "What, like, dented?"
"No, I mean bent."
Stiles looks out the window and makes a pained face "aw what the hell...that's my battery."
"The locker rooms?" Scott offers"
"No choice is there?"
"You need to contact your father, Stiles." Scott informed her. Stiles gave him a terrified look.
"Are you fucking with me? What if it goes insane and murders everyone on sight?"
"They've got weapons and bullets."
"Yes, but they require the special sort." Do you recall? The ones who have the ability to kill it." Stiles retorted.
They are both startled to hear a noise coming from the hallway.
They hastily took cover in one of the lockers. It strolled through the locker room as a shadow. Stiles held her breath as Scott held his. The room was filled with a scary strolling sound.
It was almost as though it was aware that they were hiding. Stiles' eyes grew wide as she covered her mouth to keep from screaming. The darkness was getting closer, and it was almost there.
"I know you're in there somewhere." A voice spoke up. Scott and Stiles exchanged glances, both knowing the speaker. It was the janitor from their school. Stiles followed Scott out of the locker, which he had shoved open.
"What are you doing in here, kids? Get out of here!" He screamed at them.
The door slammed shut as they went back out into the corridor, and a roaring sound sounded from the other side. The janitor's cries were soon followed by Stiles and Scott's screams as blood spilled across the window and they were on the run once more.
Once they were able to get in anther classroom
"The janitor has keys to the school." Scott realized. Stiles glanced over at him.
"Don't you recall he died in the locker room?" She inquired of him.
"But if someone went to fetch them..." Scott hinted.
"No, Scott." Stiles automatically says.
"It might be our only chance" Scott states as he stares at Stiles before he left the room.
Stiles tries to hold him back but fails. She decides to call her dad.
Scott was able to make to the locker room and get the keys without a problem.
It was getting back when things became tricky. Scott was walking back to the lab when he heard a snarl coming from the gym. Scott entered an empty gym after hearing the sound. There was nothing to be found. He was unaware of the rope on the floor as he moved across the gym. The next thing he knew, he was trapped upside down. Even worse, the Alpha was there in front of him.
Scott fought to escape out of the trap as the gigantic werewolf approached him, but nothing seemed to work. The Alpha lets out a loud growl right in his face. Scott found himself on the gym floor in an instant, shifting and he was not in control this time.
Back in the lab, Stiles heard the roar, but felt it as well. It was loud and powerful.
It shook the ground beneath her.
Scott was straining to maintain control, but it did not work. He was walking back to the lab. He realized he needed to get Stiles to safety. He could hear her rapid heartbeats. He was able to smell her as well. A horrifying notion flashed across his thoughts. Worst of all? It appeared to be fun. Realizing what he was thinking. brought him back into control.
The police finally made it and had the whole area taped down.
"Are you certain that you don't know what it was?" the Sheriff asked while writing down the report, Scott gave a nod of his head.
"Okay, then. We will deal with this. You two return home." He informed them. Scott turned away from him to look at Stiles.
"I am sorry" He expressed his regret to her. Stiles did nothing except hold her pal while tears streamed down her cheeks. Scott tightened his grip on her.
"This has been an emotional roller coaster, to say the least. I'm not sure I can take any more blows." Stiles informed him.
"Do you think you can handle one more?" Scott inquired. Stiles gave him a sleepy expression, but she was not ready to call it a night just yet.
"I regret it already."
"When we were in the chemistry lab, it knew that we were in there. But it didn't attack us." Scott began. "But when I was trapped in the gym its roar somehow made me turn. I think it wanted me to do it." He told her, uncertain about his own words.
"Wanted you to do what?" Stiles asked really concerned.
"I think it wants me to get rid of my old pack." Scott then gave her an 'Oh shit look'. It took a moment before Stiles came to the same conclusion.
"Wait, me?"
"He does not want to kill you. He wants me to and that's not even the worst part."
"How the hell not?" Stiles was offended.
Because when I shifted, I wanted to." Scott admitted. Stile's face covered in shock. She was still processing what she just heard, when Scott pointed out that Deaton in an ambulance. They walked over to check on the man.
"I guess, I owe you a raise." He told Scott. Scott gave him a weary smile.
Not quite sure how I feel about this chapter but if I can make it better will update it. Hope you enjoy it anyways 😊