And chapter eleven! Wow! Who knew we'd make it here? Oh wait, me, haha.
I know this chapter seems longer, but it's just because there's a lot of dialogue and not much description. I know, I'm horrible. x_x
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Sephy
"Seriously? The vet clinic? You've got to be kidding me, Derek," Matilda murmured as they both stepped out of the car. Derek walked up to the door and opened it. Matilda could hear the vet's voice inside.
"Scott, you're late again. I hope this isn't getting to be a habit." The man turned and looked at Derek and Matilda. "Can I help you?"
"Hope so," the werewolf stated. "Want to know about the animal you found with the spiral on its side."
"Excuse me? What animal?"
"Three months ago. The deer." Derek pulled out a piece of paper from a police file. "You remember this?"
"Oh, yes. It's just a deer, and I didn't find it." Matilda sighed. He was not helping himself. "They called me because they wanted to know if I'd ever seen anything like it."
"What did you tell them?"
"I told them no." There was a silence as Derek drew closer to the veterinarian. Matilda sighed, knowing things were about to lose control.
"Derek—"
"Did you hear that?" He asked, ignoring his friend.
"Hear what?"
"Derek," she said more firmly. He continued to ignore him.
"The sound of your heartbeat rising."
"Excuse me?"
"It's the sound of you lying." Derek moved so that he was quite close to the vet.
"Oh God," he murmured.
"Are you protecting someone?" The man was quiet. "Alright," Derek stated as he pulled his fist back and punched the man. Matilda gasped.
"Derek! What the fu—"
"Help me," he said as he picked the man up. Matilda sighed heavily and grabbed a chair, allowing Derek to sit him down before Matilda grabbed some of the leashes and used them to tie the man to the chair.
"There." Matilda jumped up on the operating table, sitting there and swinging her legs before a silence overwhelmed the duo.
Finally, Dr. Deaton opened his eyes.
"The key to the drug locker is in my pocket." Matilda sighed heavily.
"I don't want drugs," Derek spat. "I want to know why you're lying."
"I don't know what you're talking about. What are you doing to me? What do you want?"
"I want to know who you are or who you're protecting."
"What are you doing?" Matilda's head turned so fast, she was sure she would have snapped her own neck.
"Scott!" Matilda and Deaton exclaimed.
"Get out of here!" Deaton yelled. Derek, finally having enough, punched the veterinarian in the face, knocking him out again.
"Stop! Stop!" Scott exclaimed as he rushed over to his boss.
"Look, when he's conscious, he can keep himself from healing, but unconscious he can't."
"Are you out of your mind?" Scott explained. "What are you talking about?"
"You want to know what the spiral means, Scott?" Matilda asked him. The boy looked at her, his eyes dark. "It's a werewolf's sign for a vendetta, for revenge," she stated.
"It means he won't stop killing until he's satisfied," Derek stated.
"You think he's the Alpha?"
"We're about to find out," Derek stated as he allowed his claws to come out. Before he had the chance to hurt Deaton, Scott stopped him, his hand clamped down on Derek's wrist.
"Hit him again, and then you'll see me angry," he growled. Matilda's eyebrows raised up to be hidden behind her bangs before Derek looked at Scott, rather calm.
"Do you have a plan?"
"Just…give me an hour."
"Then what?"
"Meet me at the school in the parking lot." Matilda nodded her head.
"Sure, Scott." Derek looked at her firmly as Scott nodded in thanks and was gone. Derek sighed and looked at the unconscious man.
"Let's put him in the Camaro." Matilda nodded her head as she untied the knots of leashes and put them back. Derek tied his hands together with rubber tubing and duct taped his mouth shut before the duo put him in the back not so gently, just in case he was the Alpha, who apparently had a grudge against Matilda as well as Derek.
The duo arrived at the school and a heavy sigh escaped Matilda's lips before she removed herself from Derek's car, leaning against it as he exited and Stiles and Scott ran up to them.
"Where's my boss?"
"In the back."
"Well…he looks comfortable." Matilda rolled her eyes. The teen wolf huffed before he turned and headed towards the school, Stiles hot on his heels.
"Wait. Hey. Where in the hell are you going?" The female asked. Scott looked at Stiles before they both looked at her and Derek.
"He said I was linked with the Alpha. I'm gonna see if you're right." Matilda groaned as the two boys sprinted towards the school. There was silence between the two friends as they stood there, one of them leaned up against the new Camaro and the other leaning against the Jeep. All of a sudden, a god awful sound was heard. It sounded like a dying cat and to be honest, Matilda was ready to hit someone.
"You've got to be kidding me," Derek mumbled. Matilda groaned again.
"End me."
"You won't be the one I'm ending if this backfires," he growled. Then, louder than anything Matilda had ever heard, an actual guttural growl rang from the speakers of the high school. Matilda had to admit, she was impressed but Derek, well, he was not.
Once Stiles and Scott exited the school, Derek was furious.
"I'm gonna kill both of you. What the hell was that? What are you trying to do, attract the entire state to the school?"
"Sorry. I didn't know it would be that loud." Matilda rolled her eyes.
"Given the smile on your face, Scott, I can't imagine that apology is genuine."
"Yeah it was loud and it was awesome." Stiles jumped in the air, grinning from ear to ear.
"Seriously, Stiles?"
"Shut up," Derek spat.
"Don't be such a sour wolf." A heavy sigh escaped Derek's lips and he shook his head. He was dealing with a bunch of idiots and to be honest, Matilda thought so as well, even if she was growing fond of the duo. Scott walked over to Derek's car, causing Matilda to move over to where Derek was.
"What'd you do with him?" Derek and Matilda looked at Scott.
"What? I didn't do anything." Suddenly something stabbed through Derek and lifted him up on the ground. Matilda turned and without thinking, a blood curdling scream echoed through the school grounds as she saw her best friend practically spitting up blood.
"Derek!" She screamed before watching as he was tossed somewhere. When she turned further, she was face to face with the Alpha. Her large green eyes widened with fear. "Shit," she murmured before she felt someone tug on her arm, pulling her towards the school. She turned, sprinting along with Stiles and Scott as they reached the doors to the school. They opened them quickly, pushing Matilda inside before they closed them behind her.
"Lock it! Lock it!"
"Do I look like I have a key?!" Stiles asked his friend.
"Grab something!"
"What?"
"Anything!" And then there was silence. Matilda turned and looked at the boys. Both of them were looking out the windows. Matilda approached and before Scott could stop his friend, Stiles was out the door. Matilda's eyes widened.
"Stiles!" She exclaimed. Scott kept her back as he held the doors shut, watching for his friend. Stiles reached out and grabbed the bolt cutters, feeling quite proud of himself before he saw the terrified expression on his best friend's face.
"Come back! Come back!"
"Stiles!" Matilda cried again and within moments, Stiles was rushing through the door, turning and putting the bolt cutters in the door handles to keep the wolf from getting in. Matilda looked away from the door, eyes wide before she heard Stiles talk.
"Where is it? Where'd it go?"
"That won't hold it will it? Probably not."
"The desk."
"Stop, stop. The door's not going to keep it out."
"I know."
"I hate your boss." There was a pause.
"What?"
"Deaton. The Alpha? Your boss?"
"No," Scott denied.
"Yes, the murdering psycho werewolf."
"That can't be."
"Oh come on. He disappears and then that thing shows up ten seconds later to toss Derek 20 feet in the air? That's not convenient timing?"
"It's not him."
"He killed Derek."
Matilda turned, adrenaline pumping through her veins as she tried to push her way out through the boys. Hearing them talk about Derek was though he was gone was pushing her to her limits. Stiles didn't do much, but Scott must have summoned his inner wolf because he kept her at bay quite easily.
"Scott, let me go."
"Mattie you can't—"
"Goddammit, Scott, let me go. My best friend is out there and he needs me. He'll die if I don't—"
"Mattie he is dead!" Snapped Stiles. Matilda whirled around, her eyes like daggers.
"No. He. Isn't."
"Blood spurted out of his mouth, okay? That doesn't exactly qualify as a minor injury. He's dead and we're next!"
"NO!" Matilda screeched as she put her back to the doors and slid down, her fists in her hair and her face in her knees. She began to sob so hard, her body started shaking. The boys just looked at her, wondering what to do. Not knowing what else to do, Scott picked up Matilda with ease and he and Stilts walked down the hallway, listening to Matilda's muffled sobs along the way. She had already lost Laura and now she had also lost Derek.
Once inside a safer place, sadly with windows, Scott put Matilda down under one of the windows, sighing. She had calmed down now, but hadn't moved at all.
"What do we do?"
"We get to my Jeep and we get out of here," Stiles stated before looking at Scott. "You should seriously think about quitting your job."
"And just how do we get to your Jeep?"
"Window, duh."
"They don't open," came Matilda's voice. The boys looked at her. "The school's climate controlled."
"Then we break it," reasoned Stiles.
"Which will make a lot of noise," Matilda stated.
"Then we run really fast." Stiles paused. "Really fast," he stated again as he realized that Scott was looking out the window.
"Stiles, what's wrong with the hood of your Jeep?" Stiles grew confused.
"What do you mean? Nothing's wrong."
"It's bent." Stiles immediately went crazy.
"Dented?"
"No I mean bent." Stiles ran over to the window.
"What the hell?" Suddenly, Scott pulled down Stiles as Matilda threw her arms over her head to stop shards of glass from cutting her as something crashed into the window.
The trio looked up and Stiles put the flashlight on the item.
"That's my battery," he murmured disbelievingly. In a moment, he started to move, but Stiles pulled him back. Matilda looked at the both of them.
"Don't."
"We have to move."
"He could be right outside."
"He is right outside!" Stiles exclaimed as quietly as he could, making Matilda roll her eyes. 'Derek, why?' She asked herself.
"Just let me take a look," Scott reasoned.
"Anything?"
"No," Scott finally said. "Move now?"
"Move now," Stiles stated as they exited the room, the three of them, and ran along the hallway. Scott said that they should go down a hallway and Stiles shook his head.
"No, no, no, no."
"What?"
"Somewhere without windows." Matilda sighed.
"Every single room in this building has windows!"
"Or somewhere with less windows?" There was silence before the boys looked at one another.
"The locker room." And as quick as a flash, all three of them took off down the hallway, trying to the locker room.
"Call your dad."
"And tell him what?"
"I don't know…anything! Gas leak, a fire, whatever." Stiles looked at his friend. "If that thing sees the parking lot filled with cop cars, it'll take off." Stiles rolled his eyes.
"What if it doesn't? What if it goes completely Terminator and kills every cop in sight, including my dad?" It wasn't long before Scott thought of something else.
"They have guns!"
"Are you serious right now?" Matilda asked Scott as if he was a moron. Stiles, thankfully, was right on topic with her.
"Yeah and it Derek had to be shot with a wolfsbane-laced bullet to even slow him down! Do you remember that?"
"Then we…we…we have to find a way out and just run for it." Matilda sighed.
"There's nothing near the school for at least a mile and Stiles car is doomed."
"What about Derek's car?" There was a pause.
"That could work. We go outside, get the keys off of his body, and then we take the car."
"And him," Scott and Matilda added to Stiles. He sighed.
"Fine. Whatever." Then Scott was on high alert. "What?"
"I think I heard something…"
"Shit," Matilda breathed before she ran off to hide.
"Mattie!" Stiles called, but Scott shushed him and told him to hide. Matilda was fast to hide in one of the lockers. It wasn't until she inhaled a familiar scent that she paused.' Seriously? Out of all of the lockers, I get Isaac's…story of my life.'
"Son of a bitch!" A male voice exclaimed after a moment. Matilda blinked, but didn't dare move.
"Quiet!" Scott warned.
"Quiet my ass. What the hell are you trying to do? Kill me? Both of you get out."
"You just listen for half a second, okay?"
"Not okay. Get the hell out of here right now!"
"God, just one second to explain," Stiles tried to reason.
"Just shut up and go!" The man exclaimed. Matilda heard as he opened the door to the locker room and pushed the two of them out. Then, he let out an agonizing scream. Matilda's eyes widened with fright. She was a dead woman.