Chapter 7

The werewolf charged at me. Kicking out, I felt it stumble back slightly. Growling louder than before it bared its teeth at me.

"Come and get me!" I shouted. It ran at me. It threw a punch at me and I hit the wall. Blood dripping from my nose I went after it again. I kicked and punched it but the wolf dodged it effortlessly. I was getting irritated.

Derek got up. His eyes were blue whereas the one I was fighting had yellow or gold. I never saw blue eyes on a werewolf before. They are beautiful. The wolf was about to go after Derek again when I managed to use my knife and slashed its arm. It howled in pain and some blood splattered onto my hand and knife. It turned around to face me. It was about to punch me but I ducked under his arm and spinning around him I kicked his back. He hit the wall. I pushed him against it, my knife against his throat. It looked scared.

"Emily. No!" Derek shouted.

"Shut up Derek!" I looked back at him. He was back to normal. I made a huge mistake by looking at him. The beta took his chance and slashed my arm and cheek then he pushed me to the floor. He was on top of me. The wolf leant in about to rip my face off. I closed my eyes tightly waiting to be ripped to shreds. I waited. Nothing. I looked up. The werewolf looked sad. It slowly turned back to himself.

"S...Scott?" I asked. He looked scared and slowly nodded.

"Emily?" Scott asked. I nodded too. Derek walked over as Scott got off of me.

"Need help?" Derek asked. I glare at him as I got up.

"Em-" Scott started.

"DON'T!" I shouted and put my hand up in his face so he would stop talking.

"I don't know you." I was hurt and scared of the unknown; scared of what they could do.

"You tried to kill me Scott!" I said.

"Emily I would never hurt you. You know that!"

"You just did." I showed him my arm which was cut by his claws.

"Oh god I'm sorry!" He held my hand and I pulled it back. "Please don't," I said taking a few steps back, "You're dangerous!" As I walked backwards I hit something. I turned around and saw Derek.

He held my cheek that was cut looking worried.

"You're one of them?" I asked. He nodded. I questioned, "How? Is that why you healed quickly the other day? The cuts were smaller when I went to bandage them but I could have sworn they were worse; bad enough that they could have killed a normal person."

"Unlike Scott I'm a born werewolf. My family were werewolves. Not all of them. Most of them were normal," he told me rubbing my good cheek with his thumb. Tear in my eyes I looked down.

"I'm sorry," Scott said. I shook my head. Scott stood next to me.

"You almost killed me! And what was with you today at School?" I asked. Scott looked down, "It's the full moon. I can't...I can't control myself yet. I saw you here and lost it."

He said. "Why are you here?"

"Seeing if Derek is better," I say.

"What are you?" he looked up and asked me.

"What?" I asked, "I'm human."

Derek let his hand dropped.

"How can you fight like that?" Scott asked.

"She's a hunter!" Derek told him.

"How...how do you know that?" I asked looking up at him.

"You're different from the first time I saw you: the first time I saved you. And you know first aid."

I looked at them both. Scott is getting angry. He was trying to stop from shifting. Scott shouted, "I could have killed you? You could have killed us! You're one of them!"

I jump back.

"Only 'cause one of your kind nearly killed me!" I defended myself.

"How long?" Scott asked.

"Not long. I've never killed one. I can't seem to. I can only hurt them. Because unlike the other hunters I know you are human. I know you are not a shell. I stick to the code. I don't just kill. I can't kill." I said wiping my teary eyes. Scott asked again, "How long?"

"A few months!"

"Round about the time when you got bitten," Derek told Scott.

"How long have you knew about Emily?" Scott asked Derek.

"Since she was tied up in the basement in my house. Training."

"You knew about her and you never said?" Scott asks Derek.

"Yeah so" was his reply.

"She's my friend and she's trained to kill us!"

"SCOTT!" I shouted, "I can't and I won't kill you!" I looked and saw his claws were out. I gripped my knife tighter in my hand.

"You see what she's doing!" Scott said.

"I have a name!" I told him.

"Just go away Emily!"

"Fine I will! But next time tell me your freaking problems and maybe I won't be shown how to kill you!" I said angrily. We were face to face. Derek pulled Scott back.

"Go away Emily," he says again.

"I never want to see you again!" I yelled running out.

I'm still slightly scared of them but I've known Scott for years. What could he do if he loses it? I need to see Stiles. He can cheer me up. I ran off when suddenly we feet disappeared from beneath me and I was left hanging from a tree.

Panicking I called out, "Help!"

Kate walks over.

"Told you I'll be testing you," she laughed, "With what Chris says about you I did not think you would fall for that." I got my knife out and cut the rope letting myself free. I tackled her.

"I'm better than you think," I told her.

"Seems so!" Kate said. I helped her up. She pulled me down so I was on the floor. I jumped to my feet getting ready to fight. We fought. She kicked me and I fell. I kicked her knee and she fell. I grabbed her t-shirt lifting her up to shove her against a tree. Mr. Argent walks over.

"Told you she's good."

"It's a knife she used go get out of the trap" she said.

"So" he said.

"I'll see you later," I yelled over my shoulder as I was walking away.

"Hey, Emily, read about tracking wolfs," Chris yelled. Great homework again. As soon as I got home I did my homework: my unofficial homework that is.