Chapter 7

1 month later

3rd POV

"Just help me find her, OK?!" Scott asked Stiles, as he furiously looked around for his girlfriend.

Scott ran his fingers through his hair, his eyes filled with panic, as his breaths came out short, hyperventilating. Scott looked at each face, but none of them were Allison. Scott slammed forward to a locker. He leaned on it, as he started to breathe more heavily. Scott could practically hear his heart beating through his ears, as he looked down, his eyes flashing gold. He was losing control. Scott gave out a frustrated yell and punched the locker in front of him. The locker bent and barely hang on, by the super strength of the werewolf punch. Scott slowly backed away, staring at the locker a bit terrified. He was walking backwards and crashed into someone, causing the person to drop their things to the floor. Scott turned around and his face was filled with relief, as he saw Alison, Nico and Percy smiling at him, alive and breathing.

"You scared the hell out of me" Allison laughed.

"You're okay?" Scott breathed out, relieved.

"Once my heart starts beating again, yeah" Alison joked as she picked up her stuff with Scotts help. "Are you OK?" Percy and Nico asked Scott.

"Just happy to see you" Scott said, but his eyes were trained directly on Alison.

The principal's voice boomed out in the intercom. "Students, this is your principal speaking. I know you all worrying about the incident that occurred last night to one of our buses. While the police determines what happened, classes will proceed as scheduled. Thank you."

Percy groaned, as did the rest of the student body. "Oh, c'mon!"

"See you at lunch" Allison told Scott. "Yeah" Scott breathed out, before Allison left.

"What's up with you?" Percy asked Scott with raised eyebrows.

"Tell you in class" Scott told him, as they started to walk to English.

They both looked to the right, as they both heard someone muttering and cursing loudly to themselves. They saw a shocked Jackson, who was staring at his locker in disbelief, the same one that Scott bent and broke. Jackson stared at them. "What are you looking at, ass-wipes?"

Scott failed to look innocent and biting his lip to hold in his smile. Percy and Nico just snickered and laughed out loud.

"Did you do that?" Nico asked Scott. His silence answered Nico and Percy kept on laughing.

"Hey, I'll catch up with you later. Just got to use the restroom," Percy told the others, as he started to head the other way to the men's restroom.

Percy walked inside the restroom, made sure no one was inside first, before locking the door. Percy tossed his backpack aside, as he took off his dark-blue jacket and grey long sleeve shirt. Percy stared at the mirror, showing his muscled skin and scars that littered his body from monsters and other painful memories. He raised his hand, touching the white gauze pads that went from his shoulder down to his hip. Blood was staining the white bandage, as Percy flinched every time he moved it. He slowly took it off. The dried up blood smell hit Percy in the face, as he stared at the four long claw marks scars on his body that started to heal overnight.

You could barely see it from the tattoo in the way, but it's there, if you look closely or have enhanced sight. Percy sighed, before turning on the water in the sink, sticking his left hand in the cold soothing water. Percy watched as the water crawled up on his skin like a snake, healing the scars, until it was completely gone.

"You owe me big time Scotty" Percy whispered, putting his shirt back on, remembering the events from last night, in the bus, as he burned the gauze into ashes.

Percy POV

I was in Chemistry, in which I have with Stiles, Scott, Lydia, Allison, Jackass, um I mean Jackson, and Nico, who is my lab partner. I sat in my stool, bored out of my mind, as I listen to drone on and on and on. I turned towards Nico and made a funny face towards him, causing him to quietly chuckle under his breath. I smiled and faced forward, not wanting to get detention for not paying attention. Out of nowhere, a paper ball hit me behind my head. I whirled around to find the culprit and glared at Stiles, who looks a bit sheepish.

"Scott had a nightmare last night, but it actually happened, so I guess it's not a dream. Anyways, he had a dream that he attacked Allison on the bus" Stiles whispered to me.

"What? So you were the one that caused the bus mess?" I whispered to Scott, facing him, as I played clue-less.

"I-I, don't know" he stuttered, panicking.

"But Allison is fine. Whose blood is all over in the bus then?" I asked them.

"Maybe it's my blood" Scott suggested.

"It could've been animal blood" Stiles suggested. "You know, maybe you caught a rabbit or something."

"And did what with it?" Scott asked us.

"Ate it" Nico told him, like it was obvious.

"Raw?" Scott asked in disbelief, wide-eyed at us.

"No, you baked it in your little werewolf oven. I don't know, you're the one that can't remember anything" Stiles told Scott sarcastically. I chuckled softly.

"If that is your idea of a hushed whisper, you might want to pull the headphones out once in a while" voice ranged out in the classroom. I quickly turned around and looked down at the open textbook in front of me. I heard Stiles make a strange noise, as he said, "What?"

"I think you, and Mr. Perseus here will benefit from a little distance. Yes?" told Stiles.

I clenched my hands, as Mr. Harris called me by my full name. I hate it when he calls me by my full name and he knows it too. He just enjoys getting under my skin and pushing my buttons.

"No" Stiles protested.

After a look from Mr. Harris, Scott and Stiles sighed, as they collected their stuff. Scott moved to the front, Stiles at the back, and I just stayed in my seat, in the middle of the classroom.

"Let me know when the separation anxiety gets too much." I gave him a sarcastic look and a dry laugh. "Asshole" I muttered under my breath.

Now was my favorite subject in school.

Lunch

I set my tray down, as I took a seat to the left from Stiles, Scott sitting across from us with Nico sitting across from me. "But dreams aren't memories" Stiles argues.

"That's not true. Some dreams can be memories of events that happened in the past, present, or could even happen in the future. Like visions." I told them, as I plopped a curly fry in my mouth.

"But it wasn't a dream. Something happened last night and I can't remember what." Scott retorts.

"All I know is I can't go out with Allison, I've got to cancel" Scott said sadly.

"No Scott. You can't just cancel everything in your life. We'll figure it out" I told him.

Then, out of nowhere, came out Lydia Martin, as she sat at our table, next to Scott. "Figure what out?" She asked, as she gave me a pearly white smile.

"Hey Lydia, we were just, um, talking about homework " I told her, as Scott and Stiles were too shocked to speak. Nico looked indifferent about Lydia sitting with us.

"Why is she sitting with us?" Stiles whispered to me.

"I have no idea...you think I know?" I whispered back to him, as Alison, Danny, and Jackson sat with us. "Get up" Jackson growled at a guy who was sitting next to Lydia.

"How come you never asked Danny to move?" the guy whined.

"Because I don't stare at his girlfriend coin slot." Danny told him. The guy then got up and sat another table. I turned my attention over to him and glared harshly at Danny before growling out "Yes, but apparently you like to make moves on my boyfriend when he is drunk." Nico smiled at me grabbing my knee under the table to try and calm me down.

Danny gulped and looked down before erasing the silence. "So I heard a cougar caused the attack on the bus."

"I heard it was a mountain lion" Jackson said.

"A cougar is a mountain lion" Lydia stated. When she realized what she said, she quickly asked, "Isn't it?" I looked at her, a bit suspicious, not sure why she would act dumb for her boyfriend. "Yeah" I drawled out, taking a sip of my water.

"Who cares? The guy was probably a homeless tweaker that was going to die anyway" Jackson said, his voice annoying me.

Stiles voice interrupted me before I could anything. "Actually, I just found out who it is. Check it out" Stiles said, as he moved his phone for everybody to see.

On the screen was Sheriff Stilinski, Stiles dad. "The Sheriff's department will continue to speculate on the incident, but confirmed the victim as Garrison Meyers who did survive the attack. Meyers was taken to the hospital, where he remains in critical condition."

It then showed a picture of the guy that was attacked in the bus. "I know this guy" Scott said.

"You do?" Allison asked him.

"Yeah. I used to ride the bus when I stayed at my dad's" Scott explained.

So why this guy was attacked in the first place?

Lydia twirled her fork in the air. "Can we talk about something a little more fun please? Oh, like where we're going tomorrow night?" She faced Scott and Allison, with a large smile.

Scott and Allison were both caught off guard by Lydia question. Oh, this is going to be good, I thought, smiling widely, while taking a bite of my macaroni and cheese. I watched as Scott and Allison panic and glance at each other before looking at Lydia.

"You said you were thinking about hanging out tomorrow?" Lydia prompted.

Allison swallowed her water and glanced back and forth between Scott and Lydia, wide eyed. "Um, we were thinking about what we were going to do..."

"Well, I'm not sitting at home all night watching Lacrosse videos, so if the four of us are hanging out, we're doing something fun" Lydia stated.

Stiles, Nico and I shared amused looks, at Scott's panicked look. I had to bite my tongue, to stop myself from laughing, but I couldn't stop myself from the chuckles that escaped my mouth.

"Hanging out? The four of us? As in, us and them? Do you want us to hang out with them?" Scott fired questions at poor Allison. "Yeah, I guess. Sounds fun" she replied, unconvinced.

"You know what else sounds fun? Stabbing myself in the face with this fork" Jackson said, picking up his fork.

"May I have the honors?" Stiles asked him sweetly, with a large smile. Lydia snatched the fork from Jackson and set it back down on the table.

"Oh, how about bowling? You love to bowl!" Lydia exclaimed happily.

I choked on my own laughter, at the idea of Scott bowling. Long story short story, Scott broke a bone in my foot when he dropped a ball on it and didn't even hit one bowling pin the last time we went bowling.

"Yeah, with actual competition" Jackson smirked.

"How do you know we're not actual competition?" Allison inquired, leaning forward on the table.

"Can you bowl?" Jackson leaned forward, looking at Scott.

"Sort-of..." Scott answered, not looking at him.

"Is it sort-of, or yes?" Jackson sneered.

"Yes. In fact, I'm a great bowler" Scott told him, narrowed eyes.

I facepalmed myself, at Scott answer. Oh my Gods, this is so good. I can't to hear about this.

"Perfect! Tomorrow we are going bowling! Percy, you should come" Lydia chirped.

WTF! I thought as I sprayed out my water that I was drinking on poor Nico who was right in front of me, and started to have a coughing fit.

"Um, what?" I asked her, after my coughing fit subsided.

"You should come bowling with us. I can introduce you to some of my friends" Lydia smiled.

"Um, I'll pass" I told her.

"Oh, c'mon Percy. It'll be fun" Allison begged me.

"Yeah Perce, you should come. You love bowling and you're great at it "Scott pleaded.

I looked around the table, hoping to find an escape route. Nico seemed amused and was nodding along. I know the reason why they want me to come with them on the group date. They both don't want to go with Lydia and Jackson alone.

No way am I going. Jackson and I will probably kill each other in five minutes.

"Um, sorry, but I-" I was cut off by a sharp and hard kick to my right shin, from Alison. I jumped and yelped in pain, while glaring at Alison, who just gave me a "please" look. Everybody was looking at us.

"Maybe, but I don't know-" I was cut off by another kick at the left shin, but this time by Scott. I gave out a low "Ow" under my breath.

Scott and Alison kicked both of my shins, and in turn getting a harsh glare from Nico. I groaned in pain and placed my hands on my poor shins, knowing there's going to be a big bruise there soon. "I'd love to go, as long as Nico can come." I squeaked through the pain, giving Lydia a forced smile.

She smiled at me and clapped her hands. "Perfect. I'll set up a date for you with one of my friends. This is going to be great!"

"Wait I already have one!" But she already left the table without waiting for response.

Fuck!

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, NO! I am not going on this date!" I argued with Scott, as we exited our last class period of the day.

"Please Percy. If you're there, it will be more bearable to be in the date, than being alone with just Lydia and Jackson" Scott pleaded at me.

"No. I'm sorry but I'm not going on this date. I rather jump off from the school roof, than go on this group date. Plus, I'm already with Nico and she is bringing a date for me. Hells no!"

"Please Percy. Please. Please. Please" he begged me.

"No."

Alison sighed sadly, before her eyes lit up. "Fine. If you don't go on this date, then I'll tell everyone that you used to have Sponge-Bob and Nemo pajamas until you were 13."

I stopped dead on my tracks and I whirled around, facing her. "Shh! You swore you weren't going to tell anybody" I hissed at her, as I looked around and made sure no one was listening to our conversation.

"And I won't. But only if you come to this group date" Alison told me, a bit smug.

"OK! Fine, I'll go on this stupid group date" I grumbled like a child. "But FYI, I'll be there to watch Scott fail miserably in bowling." Nico was laughing at me, he stopped as I faced him.

"You have no room to talk Neeks! You are going to have to watch this girl put her hands on me. Plus, remember I still have pictures from that night." I smirked at him, waving my phone at him. Nico turned whiter than ever before, as the others bust out laughing at our bantering.

Scott groaned and placed his face in his hands. "You're a terrible bowler" Stiles reminded him.

"I know! I'm such an idiot."

Stiles shakes his head at him. "Guys like me and you don't hang out with hot girls. Only hot guys, like Percy" Stiles told him.

Where the fuck did this come from?

"Did you just called me hot in front of Nico without calling him hot?" I asked Stiles, giving him a weird look and raised eyebrows.

He ignored me and continued talking to Scott. "Once you start hanging out with them, you might as well become her gay best friend. You and Danny can hang out." I glared at him before replying "I think not, I'm still mad at him for kissing my boyfriend."

Scott groaned. "How is this happening? Ugh, I either killed a guy or I didn't."

"I don't think Danny likes me very much" Stiles said out of nowhere.

We were talking about Scott messed up werewolf life and now Stiles just started to talk about how he thinks Danny doesn't like him. Well that's Stiles.

"Am I not attractive to gay guys?" Stiles asked us. Nico and I gave him a 'What the fuck?' look.

"I make first line and the team co-captain wants to destroy me. And now I'm going to be late for work." Scott quickly walked away from us, as I started to head to my locker to get my skateboard.

"Wait Scott! You didn't- Am I attractive to gay guys?" I just shook my head and ignored Stiles question as Nico and I walked home.

After work, Scott and I went to the woods, to the Hale house, to get help from Derek. We stopped a couple feet away from the house. Nico and Stiles were working on History homework.

"I know you can hear me. I need your help" Scott said out in the open.

A couple minutes later, Derek came out from the front door. "I was wondering when you finally realized you need my help" he told him.

"Well, those threats you said before our first game actually helped." I told him sarcastically.

"Those threats still hang there" he threatened, as we walked towards the front porch.

"I know, I'm just here to make sure you don't tear him up too much." I told him, not backing down.

"OK, I know I put you in jail, basically announcing you to the hunters, but I don't know what happened to your sister. But I think I did something that night on the bus. I-I had a dream that someone else got hurt and it turns out that part of the dream might've actually happen" Scott explained to him.

"You think you attacked the driver?" Derek asked scowling.

"Did you see what I did that night?!" Scott exclaimed to him.

"No."

"Well, can you at least tell me the truth? Am I going to hurt someone?"

"Yes."

"Am I going to injure someone?"

"Yes."

"Am I going to kill someone?"

"Probably."

"Hey, you're just like Nico and I. A big bucket of rainbows and sunshine." I told him with a grin on my face.

"Look, I can show you how to remember. I can show you how to control the shift, even on the full moon. But it is not going to come for free" he told us.

Derek wants Scott to join him once they take down the Alpha.

"What do you want?" Scott asked him, as it started to rain.

"You'll find out soon. But for now, I'm going to give you what you want. Go back to the bus. Go inside. See it. Feel it. Let out your senses, smell, touch, remember everything for you."

"That's it? Just go back?"

"Do you want to know what happen?" Derek retorted.

"I just want to know if I hurt him" Scott told him.

"No you don't. You want to know if you'll hurt her or maybe even your friend here."

"I'm right here" I told him with a small scowl on my face. "And besides, he couldn't kill me."

"You should leave and do what I have told you to do." Derek replied as if he didn't hear me.

"Gladly. C'mon Percy" We left the Hale house.

"I can't believe we're doing this. I also can't believe you are doing what Derek told you" Stiles whined, as he pulled up to the bus parking lot, at the school.

"Quit your whining and keep watch" I told him, as Scott and I got out from Stiles's jeep.

"Wait, what?!"

"It's just me. And Percy has to keep watch around the bus so we won't get caught" Scott told him.

"How come I'm always the getaway guy? Why can't I come with you?"

"Because, knowing you, you will cause a loud commotion. And we need someone to have the getaway vehicle ready for anything. Plus, I'm the oldest "I told him.

"OK, why does it feel that you guys are Batman and Superman, and I'm the sidekick? I don't want to be Robin all the time."

"No one is Batman, Superman, or Robin any of the time" Scott told him.

"Not even some of the time?" Stiles asked.

"Just stay here" I told him.

"Oh My God!" Stiles groaned, heading back to his jeep.

"I'm still Superman, right?" I asked Scott. He gave me a look that say 'Shut Up'.

"Right. I'll just climb" I told him.

I started to climb over the fence and landed at the other side with a jump. Scott was right behind me. I blew out a deep breath and looked at Scott. "Well, there you go."

Scott nodded quietly and slowly walked inside the bus, taking deep breaths. I sighed and looked around my surroundings. I was deep in thought, as I recalled the night of the attack on the bus.

Flashback

I was in my room, sleeping in my boxers, snuggling with Nico before I heard a low growl coming from outside. My eyes snapped open, and I stealthy got out from my bed, quietly got dressed and wrote Nico a note in case he woke up. I grabbed my bow pendant as well as my silver dagger. Riptide was already in my pocket. I jumped out of our window shifting into a wolf in air and took off as I reached the ground.

My super hearing caught growls and shouts of pain. I picked up my speed and landed on one of the roof of a bus, at where all the noise was coming from. I broke one of the bus windows with my combat boots, launched myself inside the bus changing forms in mid-air. There was werewolf Scott on one side and a very much wounded man and a monster I have never seen before in the other side. It was huge, has big muscled, with dark black fur, and red eyes. It has the features of a wolf, but more demonic. It was the same thing that bit Scott that night.

Oh what I got myself into, I thought to myself. The wolf beast growled at me and swiped at me with its claws. I tried to dodge but I wasn't fast enough. He got his claws across my chest from my right shoulder to my left hip bone. I responded by punching it right in its snout and Spartan kicked it hard on the chest, causing it fly back at the end of the bus. Then Scott came in front of me and growled, his canines flashing at me.

"Scott" I said slowly. I then realized that Scott wasn't growling at me but at the wolf beast. Scott jumped on-top of the bus seats and jumped up, claws ready to strike. But the wolf beast, just swatted him like a rag doll. Scott's body hit the side of the bus, his head hitting hard, knocking him out cold. The wolf beast advanced towards Scott, as it raised it claws, ready to strike at his throat. I set my hands on fire. I threw a wall of blue flames at the wolf beast, causing it to howl and whimper in pain. I kept throwing fire at it, until it was away from Scott. I quickly knelt on one knee next to Scott and saw that blood was seeping from his head, but it was already healing. That took my focus away from the wolf beast. It barged through the back door of the bus, taking with it.

"Dammit!" I cursed out loud. I also just realized that I forgot to put on my mask. Now the beast really knows what I look like.

All of a sudden, pain shot through my right shoulder down to my left hip bone. I hissed in pain and I stumble back. I looked down at my left shoulder and saw four long claw marks. My head snapped up, as I heard a low, deadly growl. Scott was fully conscious and was looking at me with a deadly look.

"Scott..." But it seems that he was in full werewolf mode, as he slowly advanced towards me, snapping his fangs at me.

"Scott. C'mon. You can control this" I told him, but it was no use.

He swung at me but I caught his wrist. He swung with his other claw, but I caught that too. I twisted them, not painfully, and kicked him in the chest, sending him flying into one of the bus seats.

"Scott!" I shouted at him, but nothing. So I fully shifted as I am now forced to change him back with my Alpha voice.

I cursed under my breath. I don't want to hurt Scott, but he is making this difficult. Scott got right back up and I used a bus seat to deflect his blows. His movements were too wild, rapid, and very predictable. His attacks was very animalistic and he was in no control.

"Scott!" I growled in frustration pushed him against the side of the bus.

"Scott! Take control!" I shouted at him.

But Scott didn't snap out of it. He struggled with the seat on his chest but I didn't budge.

"SCOTT!" I shouted in my Alpha voice. I shouted so loud, that the bus shook and all the bus windows shattered into millions of shards. I watched as Scott stopped struggling and he slowly shifted back to human. His golden eyes, canine teeth, claws, all went away. Scott closed his eyes and fell forward, passed out. I quickly caught Scott before he hit the bus floor. I gently laid him down on one of the seat. I flip down my hood and tiredly ran a hand through my hair.

I easily lifted Scott, tossing him over my shoulder. I flame traveled to Scott's room and placed him in his bed. I then flame traveled back to my room. I grabbed the first-aid kit under my bed and began to patch up the claw marks. I stuffed an ambrosia square in my mouth and chewed happily at the taste, sighing happily as then I felt the wound start to stop bleeding and close up. I went under my covers and I was out like a light.

End Flashback

I was snap out of my memories, as Stiles honked his Jeep. My head snapped up and noticed one of the school's security guard coming towards us holding a flashlight. I banged the bus with my fist, to get Scott attention. "Let's go" I hissed.

Scott scrambled out of the bus and we both sprinted out of there. I jumped on top of a red car and front flipped over the fence, Scott copying my moves. I rolled on my shoulder and sprinted towards Stiles's Jeep. I launched myself at the backseat, Scott at the front, and we sped off.

"Did it work?! Did you remember?!" Stiles quickly asked him, his eyes darting from the road to Scott.

He nodded. "Yeah. I was there last night and the blood- a lot of it wasn't mine."

"So did you attack the bus driver?" I asked him, leaning forward from the backseat, as I played dumb.

"No! I-I saw glowing eyes on the bus, but they weren't mine... it wasn't Derek either" Scott told us.

"Wait! What another one?" Stiles questioned.

"I was trying to protect the driver, from a weird wolf looking thing. It was an Alpha, but not Nico or Percy." Scott reasoned

"Maybe it's a pack thing?" Stiles said.

"What?"

"I don't know, maybe it's like... and initiation thing? Like you have to do the first kill together or something" he explained.

Scott scoffed. "Yeah, because ripping someone's throat out is a real bonding experience."

"Yeah, but you didn't though, which means you're not a killer and it also means" I began to speak but Scott cut me off. "That I can go out with Allison."

"Well, I think Perce was going to say, that it means you won't kill us." Stiles retorted

"Oh yeah, that too" Scott agreed.

I rolled my eyes at him. He has only one thing going on his mind. Allison.

"But I wasn't alone" Scott said as he looked squarely at me. Crap, I didn't think he would figure it out.

"What? Was there another werewolf? Was it someone we know?" Stiles asked him.

"Yes, me" I said as I lifted my shirt showing my injuries the other Alpha gave me. "I was awoken by the other Alpha's howl, and figured that Scott was already there so I went to find out what was going on. These marks are from saving Scott from the Alpha. Then Scott tried to attack me, and I made him change back with my Alpha voice. This is another example on why you need help from your brothers. If I wasn't there, that Alpha would have killed you for not complying with his orders. Last night was a pack initiation, and now since you didn't follow your Alpha's orders, he will try one more time before attacking you without concern." The ride home was silent after that.

A/N: The group date takes place during the next chapter. Somewhat cringe-worthy.

Updated: 12/26/2017