A/N: In the next chapter, or two..or three, there are bits and pieces that were part of my idea and most of it is just filler, so I apologize for the upcoming quality. The stuff I'm most excited about writing is far, far off into the distance and all of this is just kind of...building up to it. I appreciate all of you who decided to make it this far!
Isaac awoke, confused and weak, still laying in the alley. Where am I? He attempted to roll over, but stopped when a shooting pain emerged from his left side. "Agh, oh my god.." Isaac cringed as he traced his fingertips over his ribcage, finding a new mound on his once smooth torso. Isaac lay on the ground, trying to force himself to endure the pain long enough to make it to his feet. As he started to get up, the shooting pain returned but he forced himself to his feet. As soon as he was standing his side felt better, but his head began to throb and he felt a bit nauseous.
"Boyd," Isaac called as he stumbled forward. Where is he? Isaac could barely get the thought out before he saw a man laying a few feet away in a pool of blood. "Boyd!" Isaac ran to his friend, kneeling down he lifted his head. "Boyd! Are you okay? Boyd, wake up!" Isaac slapped Boyd in the face a few times, provoking a cough and grunt. I've got to get him out of here. "Alright, come on big guy." Isaac attempted to pull Boyd to his feet but quickly dropped down to the ground. "You have to get up, I can't lift you, my ribs are broken." Isaac started panicking.
"Derek! I don't know where you are but you need to get here now. Boyd's hurt, I can't carry him, we need you. Hurry!" Isaac had decided after calling Derek and not getting an answer all three times, he would leave a message the fourth. Still nothing. Ugh. "Scott." Isaac pulled his phone back out and dialed Scott McCall's number. "Hel-" "Scott! Scott I need your help, please help me," Isaac spoke so frantically he didn't even pause between words to breathe. "Help you? With what? What's going on?"
Scott had been out with Stiles and Lydia when he got Isaac's call. "What's he saying?" Stiles asked as they piled into his jeep and they pulled out of the movie theater's parking lot. "I don't know I can't understand him. He's freaking out. "Isaac, Isaac!" "Huh, what?" "Isaac you have to slow down, I can't understand. Just tell me where you are." "The Mexican place on Main Street. Go down a block and on the left there's an alley. Hurry, Scott, please they might come back!" Isaac's call cut off and Scott became even more worried. Who might come back? "Stiles, can this thing go any faster?" "Have you seen the piece of crap jeep I drive? We're lucky it even started tonight." Stiles turned to the back seat to look at Lydia, then Scott, and finally, with a sigh, "Alright. Hold on," "And pray," mumbled Lydia as he floored the gas pedal.
"Stiles I understand the urgency in getting to Isaac and Boyd but if you wreck this jeep and ruin my new dress I am going to kill you!" Lydia shouted over the loud whir of the jeep's motor. "Maybe you could ease up just a little," Scott said, rolling down the window and looking a bit more pale than usual. "Stiles, go faster. Stiles, slow down. What do you want me to do?!" He shouted as he turned his head to look at Scott. "Scott. Scott, are you carsick?" "No, just, try to keep this thing on the road, please." Scott gripped the frame of the jeep, wishing he could have gotten there faster on foot.
The trio finally made it to the alley and rushed to Isaac's side. "Isaac, what happened?!" Lydia asked as her boyfriend and Scott knelt down to Boyd's side. "I'll tell you on the way just help us get to Derek's!" Isaac slowly stood, wincing from the pain in his ribcage. Lydia rushed to his side and helped him into the front seat of the jeep. Scott and Stiles grabbed Boyd and slowly lifted him off the ground. "Okay he really needs to lay off the Doritos." "Stiles!" Lydia and Scott shouted. "Not the time," mumbled Scott as they made their way to the car and laid Boyd in the back seat.
"We can't all fit with him laying down." Stiles jumped in the driver's seat. "Okay, so Isaac can stay here then. We'll come get him later." "No one is staying anywhere." Scott squeezed into the trunk of Stiles' jeep, "Come on, let's go!" Lydia and Isaac got into the car and Stiles took off before they even shut the doors. "What happened back there?" Scott asked as he leaned over the seat to check on a grunting Boyd. "Derek-" "Derek did this?" Scott's voice was filled with rage and his eyes turned bright yellow. "No, no" Isaac said, trying to withstand the pain of pushing his ribs into place as they healed. "Derek wanted us to keep an eye on the Alphas." "Let me guess, Voltron Wolf?" spoke Stiles from the driver's seat. Isaac nodded. "We held them off as much as we could but..they're a monster. I got hit in the head and passed out. When I woke up, the twins were gone and Boyd was laying there on the ground."
"On the table!" Talia shouted as Derek and Scott carried Boyd into the kitchen of the Hale home, soon joined by Laura helping in Isaac. "What happened to them?" Talia asked as she cut off Boyd's shirt, just as Stiles walked in. "Oh my god, is that brain matter? Yeah, that's brain matter.." Stiles doubled over and began dry heaving. "It is not brain matter you idiot." Lydia approached her boyfriend and placed a hand on her back, rolling her eyes, and asking, "Do you need help or can I take him outside?" "It's fine, go on." Talia said calmly as she began assessing Boyd's wounds. "So tell me, what happened?" "They got into a fight with the alphas-" "What alphas? Deucalion's?".
"Okay, Boyd, if you can hear me, this is gonna hurt," Talia rested one hand on his forearm and the other on his shoulder. After a quick count to 3, she popped it back into its place and turned back to Derek. "Deucalion's alphas?" "Yeah, the twins, the ones that fuze together, that's who did this." "What were they doing with the twins?" Laura asked as she applied something to Isaac's cuts. "It's his fault!" Isaac shrieked. "I told them to keep an eye on them, not fight them," said Derek sternly. "Help me with the stitches, he'll heal faster." As Talia and Derek began stitching up Boyd, Scott and Laura helped Isaac into the living room and laid him on the couch.
Isaac was beginning to become sleepy from medicine Talia gave to him. As he fell asleep for the night, Lydia called Allison and asked her to come pick her up.
