I just want to say before you start reading that I am sorry for how rushed this chapter may seem, but I got a bit of a cold that causes me really to not pay attention so well so if at parts its rushed sorry. So here we go!

Scott, Stiles, and I had closed the door behind us and we were still holding onto the doors, but suddenly they stopped shaking and I looked out the window. The alpha was gone. "Ok, I think we're good," I sighed in a bit of relief.

"We need to lock the doors," Stiles answered.

"Hmm, I think that is what that chain was for but we decided to use a break lock to open them, didn't we?" I barked, looking at Stiles.

"We can use that," Stiles shouted, looking for the bolt cutter, but it wasn't anywhere around.

"Um…it's right there," Scott spoke up, pointing to Stiles' jeep.

"Great, now how are we going to…" Before I could finish my sentence, Stiles ran out the door, slowly but surely moving toward his car. He grabbed the bolt cutter and held it above his head like a little victory. Behind his jeep, the alpha was pacing like a dog in heat looking for any of us. He looked a little injured too.

"STILES!" Scott and I started screaming, pointing to the alpha. He turned around and stopped jumping and started running for the doors. It was too late. The alpha saw him and was on his trail. He jumped through the door and we slammed it shut. I stuck the handles of the bolt cutters in the door and the three of us backed away, ever so slowly.

"Ok, we're locked in here. Now what?" Stiles turned to me sarcastically as I ripped the flashlight from his hand.

"Now, we find another exit," I sighed as we started walking through the halls. The silence of the empty hallways brought a slight fear. I never felt like this and I think Scott picked up on it, 'cause he kept looking at me funny.

Stiles stumbled into a classroom probably thinking it was safer in there. "Stiles, what now?" Scott called as the two of us walked in.

"Why don't we just sit here for a little see if anything passes?"

"If we do that, we'll end up like Derek…dead," I said slowly trying to actually picture it not true.

"He's not dead," Scott slammed my chest.

"Dude, he got stabbed through the back! You didn't see the blood oozing from his mouth?" Stiles asked as I could hear some sound of metal being scratched. Since Scott was fighting with Stiles, he didn't hear it. Their argument was stopped when a black looking box flew through the window, little shards of glass raining down upon us. "That…that's my battery," Stiles stuttered as we looked out the broken window.

"We need to move, NOW!" I barked turning the flashlight back on and began running through the halls.

"You think Aideen is ok?" Scott sighed trying to get us to talk.

"She's fine. I know her like the back of my hand."

"Guys I don't want to die in the school," Stiles said as we climbed the stairs. We walked into another hallway, the moonlight shown through and I looked out and saw a black figure on a roof. Scott and Stiles saw it too and I immediately turned the light off, but I was too late. Two red eyes stared at us and started jumping roof from roof.

"RUN!" Scott screamed as we all ran through the hall. A loud shatter of glass came from behind, and soon following was the sound of a panting dog. We ran down the stairs and found our way into the guy's locker room.

"Ok, now what?" Stiles looked at me.

"Do you have to keep asking that? I don't think properly under pressure."

"You mean you don't think at all."

"Stiles, I am not messing around! SHUT THE F-"

"SHUT UP!" Scott interrupted me. "Someone's coming," he added. I heard it too, so we started to try and find hiding spots. The only ones we found were the lockers themselves. I shoved myself into the nearest one. I heard the door creak open and sounds of footsteps coming in. I bit my lip trying, to hold my breath. I heard Scott scream and I opened my locker and saw the Janitor standing there causing him to scream. Stiles jumped out of the locker he was hiding behind, screaming.

"You three aren't supposed to be here," the man scolded.

"We need your help! There this…" "Yeah, go tell your wolf story somewhere else. Now go home before I call your parents," he added shoving us out the door. That second the door slammed shut and the janitor screamed. He was pinned to the door and spots of blood shot on the window. The three of us watched in horror as the janitor was being ripped to shreds.

"Go, go, GO!" I barked as we heard the hinges ripped off the wall. As we ran I looked behind me and saw the dead Janitor on the door and the alpha standing above him. We got away fast enough, but I was still freaking out.

We must have been there for like an hour and now we were walking through the steam rooms under the school. We outran, oddly enough, the alpha at least three or four times and I heard a cell phone go off. It came from directly above us… Scott heard it too. "Allison?" he sounded like he wasn't expecting her. But if she showed up then we had a chance at freedom. Scott immediately called her and they talked for a few minutes. "Ok, let's go," he said looking at me.

"Where?" Stiles questioned.

"The lobby of the school," he demanded as we ran through the halls of the steam rooms and finally emerged to the ground floor. I was sweaty from all the heat in those rooms and when we barged through the double doors, Allison came through another door. To my surprise, so did Jackson and Lydia.

"What is going on?" Allison demanded as we all gathered.

"Allison, you don't need to know. Right now, we just need to leave," I barked, looking around.

"We are not going anywhere unless I know what is going on," she barked. But to our dismay, the ceiling above us was caving in.

"Not now!" I barked as she stood her ground. By now everyone noticed it and we ran toward the upstairs staircase and took off running. The ceiling broke, and the alpha was on our tails. We finally made it to the cafeteria, and Scott bolted the floor and roof bolts while Jackson and I began stacking chairs up against it. The girls joined in and began stacking things.

"Guys…guys," Stiles called but we were all stacking so much things. "GUYS!" he barked when we finished.

"What?" we turned as he pointed to the windows.

"Congratulations, you successfully locked us in. Now, what are we going to do about the twenty foot wall of windows?" I looked out the window and noticed the stillness.

"What is going on?" Allison asked, sounding completely freaked out. Scott was panicking and it wasn't looking good, but I was wondering what he was going to come up with.

"It's Derek, he was the one killing everyone! The movie guy, his sister, and now the Janitor," he snapped, as my eyes went wide. Stiles and I shoved Scott over.

"What the hell?"

"Justin, I don't want to hear it, I panicked."

"You panicked? We all panicked, but blaming it on Derek? What if he isn't dead?" I barked under my breath.

"You said so yourself, no werewolf could survive that," he hissed.

"We need to call the cops," Jackson spoke up.

"NO!" Stiles snapped.

"Why not? They'll come and everything will be ok,," Jackson snapped back. They went on for a good ten minutes when Lydia sighed and pulled her phone calling 911.

"Yes, hi, we are locked in Beacon Hills High School with some crazy killer and we need the cops as soon as possible," she said, her voice a little shaky. "No, I am not making this up. Please this is…" she pulled the phone away and looked utterly confused. "She hung up on me, and said it was a prank call." Great, the alpha was one step ahead.

While everyone was discussing what to do I walked to the back corner and pulled my phone out.

"Come on, answer, answer," I whispered, biting my bottom lip.

"Hello?"

"Where are you?"

"Justin, I…I'm sorry," Aideen groaned.

"What happened? Are you ok?" My heart had stopped.

"I'm fine, just fine," she continued to wince.

"We need your help. The alpha is onto us and right now we're stuck in the…" I was stopped by the sound of the rumbling doors.

"Justin?" I heard Aideen call out.

"Guys, get to the stairs! NOW!" I yelled again as we all ran.

"Justin?" I hung up on her, knowing I would pay later, but we needed silence. The six of us of found one of the chemistry doors unlocked and shoved ourselves in there.

"What was that?" Lydia asked, pointing to the door.

"Nothing, it was nothing," I panted, looking out the window.
"Bullshit, Justin! You know what it was. Tell me, damn it," she barked, turning me around. I froze I didn't know how to answer her. I couldn't lie. Everyone knew I was a horrible liar. I turned away and looked out the window again.

"We need a plan," Stiles blurted.

"No shit, Sherlock," Jackson hissed.

"Well if we get to the roof, then we can climb down the emergency exit, and get to the cars. I mean we have Derek's and Jackson's, right?" I asked.

"Yeah, and for that we need the keys which is in the procession of the dead janitor," Scott barked back.

"Well then one of us will have to go look," I sighed.

"I'll go," Scott stepped forward as Allison cut him off. They silently spoke. I didn't bother listening since I was trying to think of a good way out of here.

"You can't go unarmed," Lydia spoke up. She looked over to the chemical case and slightly smiled. "I can make a Molotov Cocktail," she said as Stiles questioned her. "It's a self igniting bomb." How did she know how to make that?
After watching her add chemical after chemical, she asked Jackson for the final ingredient; Sulfuric acid. Jackson hesitated before grabbing a small bottle and Lydia mixed in the last of it. She corked the bottle and handed it to Scott. We watched him leave and then lock the door behind him.
Not that I cared much, but when Scott was gone, Jackson got a little friendlier with Allison. He grabbed her hands to make her stop shaking and she didn't pull away or anything. By the look of it, Lydia saw it too. "Jackson…you did give me Sulfuric acid, didn't you?" she asked, looking at the platform of chemicals.

"What's the big deal?" he asked. not caring.

"You need sulfuric acid if you want it to blow up," she barked back. After we got silent a few seconds later a loud howl came from inside the school, causing my heart to stop. Jackson dropped to the floor and screamed while I closed my eyes. I knew it was the alpha and he wasn't going to find us,. I was going to keep my mouth shut no matter how hard I wanted to reply. When the howl died down, Jackson slowly stood up and Stiles looked at him funny.

"What is that on your neck?" Stiles asked as Jackson grabbed his neck. " Nothing," he hissed