Chapter two : "There's someone in the house pt.1"
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Scott McCall didn't think there was anything harder than getting by on his final year of high school. Carrying a big secret over him like a giant backpack, shuffling between pre-cal and chemistry and along with having the weight of Beacon Hill lives over his shoulders, you'd think that was hard for him, but as he kept seeing the aggravated sophomore in front of him getting creamed like a meat bag. He change his mind, no this was much harder. Getting Liam to be a well- trained Beta was much harder.
"Don't just attack aimlessly, you have to be patient and anticipate your enemy's move before going in for the kill" Derek voice commanded the young Beta, before flipping him onto his back once again. Liam hit the concrete floor like a pile of bricks. Getting the air knock right out of him.
"Easy..D-Derek!" Scott yelled out with a wince of mutual pain, have a bit of empathy for the young wolf.
Liam felt like he's seen better nights during these training session that both Derek and Scott had insisted were necessary for the pack. Hell, even Malia was having an easier time than him, but it was mostly due to the fact that she wasn't a ticking time bomb that would blow up in rage anytime someone decides to push his buttons. Derek was just that guy. He knew just how to push all those buttons to get his blood to boil.
Pushing his arms back and getting himself off the floor was no hard task. What's harder is staying on your feet. Derek had slide a kick below Liam's legs. Making Liam first instinct to jump in attempt to avoid the kick but while he was occupied with the dodge he hadn't seen when Derek changed maneuvers, spinning his body to stand up. His arms shoot up and his left hand was now gripping Liam throat that before he'd even got the chance to touch the ground. Liam was slammed back to the hard concrete floor.
"Ohhhhhhh…That looks like it hurt" Stiles cringe at the sound of Liam bone possibly breaking.
Liam was gasping once his body made the first move to slide off his back and onto his side. His lungs felt puncture making it hard for him to breathe. One second he only saw Derek hovering over him with a scorn look on his face, but as his vision kept blurring up and he'd kept blinking just to focus his vision and saw that there was suddenly five distinct faces and different pairs of eyes all looking at him with different emotions pasted onto their face.
"Did you really have to do that?" Kira said as she pushed forward, trying to get Liam to lay back down so that his healing ability would work out much faster. In less than a minute, Liam breathing steadied over and his chest was able to move up and down in steady rhythm, his crack rib healed and aliened back in place.
"If he wants to live, then yes. Do you really think his opponent would go easy on him" Derek stated that fact out to Kira, making her think back to the latest incidents that cost them all two lives, it would have possibly been Scott life as well.
"You all need to be prepared for what could happen. If you're prepared…You just might live" he lastly said extending his hand out for Liam to take. Liam stood in deep thought at this, after the death poll it kind off seemed like everyone was out for blood. Not caring if it was a teenager or even a kid. All the bloodshed and for what, money! It seems that humanity would do anything for fortune above their wildest dream. That if the temptation was too great it makes even a sane person go crazy. Looking up at Derek extended hand; he shifted over his glace to look over at the others. There were eight in counting now, including the sheriff Deputy Parrish and Derek Assassin Girlfriend Braeden who's was training to teach Stiles and Lydia how defend themselves, considering there's not just two human's in their pack. Eight lives, that have to know how to defended and protected one another. Their pack had to survive, no matter what. He nodded over at Derek finally understanding. That he needs to get stronger in order to save not only his life but other's as well. Taking hold of Derek hand to push himself up onto his feet, he looked over at Scott, who had a look of acceptances over his face as if there were no words to be said. Just a determined looks and remorseful thoughts.
"I think that's enough for today, we'll meet up tomorrow night"Scott said looking at everyone.
"We have a late practice game for lacrosse tomorrow night or did you forget Scott "Kira teased, walking towards him and laying a light peek on his cheek. Scott stood dumb-founded not sure what his Vixen girlfriend meant, only till he remembered coach Finstock yells echoing in his head from the locker room meeting from earlier. He slapped his hand on his forehead and grinned at the others, for his forgetful mind. "Guess I did…. How about Friday night?" he asked the group. Usually they actually go out to see what parties would go on in town, but this seemed like a priority first. Usually things go wrong when wild parties go on. Once everyone agreed, Scott asked Kira if she wouldn't mind a drive home, but Kira declined promising Lydia and Malia a study night for tomorrows Pre-Cal test. Malia needed all the help she could get and only Lydia and her could provide it. One last good night kiss and Stiles, Scott, and Liam all jump into the back of Stiles jeep making their first stop at the McCall household.
"Are you sure it okay that I spend the night?" Liam re-asked Scott as the Jeep was placed in park.
"I'm sure; it's just me and my mom. She's doing a double shift at the hospital so it gets lonely in the house. Just the two of us for tonight" he said suddenly thinking about ordering pizza.
"Just the two of you all alone, just movies, and a bed, maybe some scented candle and then maybe getting down an-ARgggg! There is no need for violence!" Stiles cried out after getting hit in the head by Scott and getting a punch on the shoulder by Liam, both ganging up on him.
Once saying there goodbye to the hyperactive teen as he drove off, Scott helped out Liam with his lacrosse equipment as Liam took the lead with his gym bag and backpack, swinging them over both shoulders, waiting on the front porch so that Scott could open the door. As Scott juggled to get the keys out of his pocket but stopped in his step when something caught his eyes, actually it was his nose. A distinct smell of bleach roaming close towards his house, opening the door Liam was the first to go in while Scott stayed back for a bit, walking around the porch. Liam arched a brow at his Alpha mentor, noticing his weird out vibe. Aren't usually guest suppose to be you know, welcoming, always hovering to see if you needed anything, and you know being a good host.
"Something wrong Scott?" Liam question out and he joined in the Alpha outside the house.
"Do you smell that?" Scoot asked wanting to know if the smell wasn't just a figment of his imagination now.
Liam fell in place beside Scoot, closing his eyes and letting his distinct nose to the work, pushing everything out and focusing only on the smell. Taking a deep breath he close his eyes making it easier for him to actually find what Scott was asking out. The smell was overbearing, that it made Liam cover his nose in disgust
"Bleach?" he questions over to Scott who nodded back at him. The smell was coming from next door.
"Who lives there?" Liam asked now curious about why someone would be using an enormous amount of Bleach. His paranoid mind imagining a crime scene happening. Liam turned over to Scott who hadn't answered for a while; Scoot was too deep in thought. "Scott who lives there?" Liam asked again getting Scott out of his train of thought. He wore a sad smile; it was there just small and curved to the lip that it would be tough to actually see. "No one, no one lived there for a while now?" he said and walked back into the house forgetting the conversation ever happened.
Liam found this extremely weird. Curiously he looked toward the red brick house in wonder. If no one lived there, why wouldn't the house be on sale?
That's such a waste, he brushed off the thought and made his way back into the house. Following Scott behind as Scott closed the door behind them.
"Brandon! The bathroom's clean! Have you finished downstairs?" I shouted from upstairs, I could hear the crashing sound of metal pans colliding and laughed after hearing Brandon frustrated stomping echoing from downstairs. He's probably throwing a tantrum right now. Closing the lid on the Bleach bottle after spilling half the container on the floor. Joe placed it inside the bathroom drawers. Looking around the upstairs rooms just to see if things were in order. Since getting back here, we've been at it cleaning the house for at least a decent five hours without a break. Most of the unwanted furniture that was useless to us was throw out the back yard, most of it was damaged beyond repair, and because of all the banging we did getting it out of the house and the fact that we just throw it out from the back yard porch without a care in the world. There even some broken drawers and even leg chairs missing. That's goanna be dad clean up once he gets here. Paybacks a bitch that way.
"Are you close to being done?" I called out to Brandon, making my way down the stair ways and towards the kitchen. Once I stepped into the kitchen, my entrance was less than flawless, considering the floor was wet and that Brandon was holding a mop. My arms flared out wildly and my foot slipped out from under me. I landed on my butt with a big "huff" leaving my lips as I closed my eyes out of a instinct reaction. Once I took the fall I actually opened my eyes and crackled a smile, a small chuckle was left out. Soon it was a bloomed crazy laugh with my brother joining into thelaughing fit.
"Ok-okay, that enough-h hahah, for today let's just clean up what we can "I said extending a hand out for him to help me up. Once I was lifted back onto my own two feet and carefully started moving around the kitchen, helping Brandon put the remaining objects away from the living room. The moving trucks should be coming in the morning with their furniture, which is why there sleeping in the pull up coach for today.
Liam felt very uneasy, he didn't know why but there was many reason now that he thought about it. It could have been that Scott cooking smelled terrible at the moment. Liam could smell the burnt chicken already from the living room, after offering to help Scoot cook; they ended up ordering pizza to be delivered instead. The other reason could be that Scott was just out of it. As if he's confused about something or that he was trying to figure something else. "Scott are you-"Why do you think there would be Bleach bottle in a house?" Scott asked trying to wrap his mind around this. Okay he's weird then how usually suppose to be. "Someone probably it left there, the old owner?" Liam took a bit out of his meat lover's pizza as he saw Scott get up in frustration and started pacing around the living room.
"No... no...no. the house would have been cleaned out other than the furniture"
"You're not thinking there's someone in there, are you?" Liam said, well it would make a bit of sense, but Scott didn't seem to want to believe that. "Maybe...I don't know, but it's not like anything happened. You know what I'm just being paranoid" He crazed out as took hold of his plate and headed to the kitchen.
Scott couldn't understand, they been gone for years and now it affecting him. Placing his plate on the sink, he took a deep breath and leaned on the kitchen sink for support.
It's been years since we've heard from them. Not even a letter. There no point, they made it clear that they wouldn't come back.
Yet, the small little yearning hope tugged at him. Decisive he went over to grab the phone to call his mom when something clicked right in front of him. A speck of light was turned on, but not from inside his house this was actually happening next door. "LIAM!" he had shouted out to the young beta, who came rushing into the kitchen facing towards the sink window.
"I thought you said no one lives there"
"No one does, my mom's taking care of the house for the family. It's been over 11 years there not coming back. Someone has to be breaking in" Scott said, as they both ran out to the front yard. Scott looked over at the house as they circled the house. Once Liam notices the backyard was all trashed with furniture destroyed that only confirmed Scott theory, as they meet up.
"The backs trashed, someone definitely breaking in, but for what?" Liam asked a peek of curiosity crept up in his mind as he looked for Scott for guidance. Scott shook his head not understand what's happening at all. "It shouldn't matter what their stealing, we have to get them out. That someone home, it shouldn't be disrespected this way" He said letting his wolf form shift him, his eyes glowed red and claws came out as well as his ears shifted and hair grew out, even his nose shifted to a wolf-like form. He leaped out of his house and sprinted over towards the front yard. Liam followed his lead, changing forms and leaping out towards his alpha, following his lead.
Sorry guys, it been so long since I've updated the story. It's turning into a slow process, and I'm even apologizing more considering it is a short chapter. I hope you guys can forgive me for just leaving this small chapter 2 story. I might even up editing this story over considering it is not one of my best, but hopefully once school out I'll actually get by chapter three. Finger Cross and Enjoy!(( sorry for the grammar as well))