Hey guys! I hate to sound like a baby but... actually, I lied. I don't mind! REVIEW THE FLIPPING STORY! Teehee, ok. I'm good. -Wolfgal97
I was bleeding badly, but I had to get Derek and I somewhere safe before I passed out from the loss of blood. It seeped into the material of Derek's car. I grunted in pain as I applied pressure to his wound, which was more fatal than mine. The bleeding had slowed, but not enough.
"Come on, Derek! I need you to stay awake." I removed my hand from his body long enough to smack his face a few times. His eyes fluttered open and looked around. He was awake and could heal faster. I kept glancing at him every few seconds, but my eyes mostly stayed on the road. I could see black coming in at the edge of my vision.
"Where- where are we?" Derek slurred his words.
"In your car," I hissed through my teeth, "getting the hell away from the school and the Alpha. I'm taking you home so you can heal and I'm going back to help Justin and the others."
Derek looked me over and saw the claw marks in my stomach. He gave me a wary look, as if he actually cared about my safety. He took his jacket off of himself, the blood staining, and pressed it to me to stem off the blood. It gushed out under his fingers and his stormy eyes flashed blue has he focused hard on not hurting me.
"Aideen, that's a deep cut. You've lost a lot of blood."
"It's just a scratch. I'll be fine." We both knew I was lying. My vision faded more.
"You may be past the point of medical help. I know one thing that could save you if you survived it..." I was shocked. Not at the offer of becoming a wolf, but at the fact that Derek wanted to save a hunter.
"Derek, I do appreciate it, but I can't be a werewolf. Not after what the one did to my sister. Besides," I laughed at the irony of it, "wouldn't one less of me be better for you?"
Derek looked pained. "One less of Kate would be better for me. You, like I said, are different. And, Justin would be broken. He could barley take the death of Laura, and right now, he needs you."
I pulled into the yard of the Hale house. Without a word, I got out of the car and trudged to Derek's side. I was fine, other than curling over as I walked from the pain. I opened his door and pulled him out. He was mostly able to support himself, but he was still hurt. I put his arm around my shoulders and helped him walk into the house. I found a couch in what I thought was the living room.
I set Derek on it gently. He looked up at me, panting from the damage to his body. "There's a first aid kit in the glove box of the car." I nodded and ran back out to get it. When I came back in, he had removed his shirt. I opened the kit and laid his body in a better position for me to work on.
I pulled an alcohol wipe out of the kit and used it to clean the blood off of the area he had been stabbed. The wound was much smaller now, but it still looked painful.
I cleaned the blood off of his back, as well. It covered part of his tattoo. Soon, it was visible again and the wipe was useless. I took a roll of gauze and wrapped it around his torso repeatedly until it was tight. A few red stains came through. For the most part, Derek was fixed. I was another story.
My lack of vision had taken over and the adrenalin had run out. Before I could sit, I collapsed to the ground, and my world was black. The last thing I saw was Derek's grey eyes widening at me as I hit the burned floor. There was only one thing I was thinking about, and his name escaped me before I fell into the black. "Justin..."
I woke up very slowly. Opening my eyes was too painful, and I blinked away the fog that clouded my mind. I felt something under me that was a material of fabric. When I was able to see, I discovered that it was the very couch I had laid Derek on. Another look around showed me wearing a half top now. The bottom had been cut away for someone to clean and bandage my stomach.
"Sorry 'bout the shirt," Derek mumbled as he limped into the room. He didn't look good, but he looked better than when I last saw him. He was slowly healing. He came over and sat by me and I sat up a little to allow him some room. I winced as I did, the pain of the cut shooting through my very core.
"It's cool. To be honest, I don't know why you even bothered to save me. I mean, wouldn't it be best for you if I died? One less hunter."
He squirmed under my gaze. "I would be better off with one less Kate in the world. Like Iike I said before, you're different. Hell, you even saved me when you're supposed to have helped kill me. I had to repay the favor."
I was touched at what he said. I can't even actually describe how I felt. I just became numb, like I was the only thing in the world and it was cold. I felt the guilt for what Kate and hunters like her do, and it weighed heavy on me.
"Derek, about what Kate did the other day, I'm so sorry. It wasn't right. If I had known what she planed to do, I would have stopped her from coming." His face hardened again at her name.
"It's not your fault. She's done worse. Forget about it." And with that, the conversation was dropped. I felt my back pocket, where I keep my phone, vibrate. Someone was calling me. I pulled it out and saw Justin's name flashing on the screen. I answered as fast as I could, worrying for his safety. "Hello?"
"Where are you?" He asked, his voice full of fear. Something bad was happening.
"Justin, I…I'm sorry," I groaned, the pain of my stomach aching as I stood up.
"What happened? Are you ok?" I couldn't tell him I was hurt because I knew that it would distract him. He needed to focus on the alpha.
"I'm fine, just fine," i lied, containing the pain in my voice a little more.
"We need your help. The alpha is onto us and right now we're stuck in the…" A deep rumbling sound interrupted him. I shook not only the phone, but my hand holding onto it. Something big was coming.
"Justin?" I was starting to panic for his safety. Nothing could happen to Justin! I had to help him!
"Guys, get to the stairs! NOW!" Guys? He must still be with Stiles and Scott. At least they were together. I called out his name desperately one last time, hoping I could get an answer from him. but our connection was ended. I replaced my phone and made sure all my weapons were on me. I was going after my boyfriend.
"Aideen, you're still hurt. You don't heal like him and I do. Going out there to help could kill you." I paused for half a second. Then, I looked him in the eyes. He was looking back at me with and expression I had never seen on him. He really cared about my safety, I can see it in his eyes.
"I know, but Justin is my life. I'm going back. I know you almost died tonight and are still healing as well. You need to stay here until you feel in better condition. Scott and him need you. I'm just backup and am expendable."
"That's not true. You help more than you think. But I do agree that I need to stay. They will think I'm dead." He looked as if he was thinking hard about something.
"I could tell them you're ok." I felt the seconds ticking by.
"No, it would only distract them. Scott needs to focus on his next full moon. Don't tell him anything. Only tell Justin." I nodded and started to walk away when his hand turned me around. I was inches away from someone who was supposed to be my enemy. He was dangling his car key in front of my face. I took them and smiled. "Thank you," I whispered before leaving the burnt down home. My foot didn't let up on the gas until I parked at the school.
I didn't need to break into the school. The front door was shredded and I could just walk in. I could tell something bad was going on. Just as I walked into the black halls of the darkened school, a horrible growl that shook my whole body resonated in the air. This was the first time in my whole career that I felt scared.
I followed the sound, and I couldn't tell if it was the hall shaking or me. As I got closer, the animal sound grew louder. Soon, I found myself in the school gym. The air was still and the smell of blood was heavy. Someone was dead.
On closer inspection, a hulking beast was laying over a body in the middle of the floor. From the broad shoulders and the dark mop of hair, I knew it was legs squirmed under the alpha as he tried to escape. Suddenly, Scott started screaming in pain, and I saw his his features become more wolf-like. His eyes turned a gold, his teeth turned to fangs, and his ears became pointed.
Soon, his screams became howls, and I could tell something was wrong. Scott had not changed on his own free will. Right now, that, and the question of where everyone else was, were the most prominent questions on my mind. Where was Justin? Had he, too be forced to change? And if the alpha could make Scott change, what else could he make him do?
I pulled put a gun in my left hand and a silver knife in my right. I meant business with the alpha. He had put my friends, and Justin in harms way. He had tried to kill both Derek, and me. I was ready to end all this. Even with my wounds screaming at me to stand up, I crouched over and walked on the balls of my feet to minimize my sound.
I got behind the hulking brute who still hovered over Scott, holding my breath as I crept closer. When I was in close enough distance, I lept on his back, digging mu blade into his shoulder. Using it as a handle, I held on tight as the alpha shrieked in pain, and he reared back on his hind leg. Scott rose slowly while I rode the beast.
I pulled my gun around and tried to press it to his skull, but there was too much movement. His great paw swung around to knock it from my hand. I could feel the tight bandages around my waist pulling at the wounds. The pain was harsh, but I gritted my teeth and held on. Soon, the animal became smarter and tried to roll over with me still on him. I knew I would be crushed if I stayed on, so I pulled my knife out and ended in a crouched position.
When I got my barrings, I saw two red eyes glaring back at me. He glared at me, licking his great fangs. When I glanced around, Scott was no where to be seen. I looked right back into the red. I was pissed. "You can mess with me all you want, but don't ever, ever mess with my boyfriend!"
To this, I was returned with a snarl that inside, scared the crap out of me. I kept my appearance smooth, though, and grabbed my gun. A few well placed bullets riddled it's torso, and after rearing up and letting out a great yowl, he turned tail and ran. Breathing heavy from the nights activities, I regained my weapons and went after the missing werewolf. I didn't think I would see the alpha again that night.
I followed a slight trail of blood. I didn't know who's it was , but it sure was helping at the moment. It lead to a wall where the blood trail stopped, and claw marks trailed on. I followed them, knowing I was on the right path. It soon let to the dark headed werewolf who stood outside the chemistry room. He heard me and turned around, but I saw no recognition of me in his eyes.
He took a step closer to me, licking his fangs, much as the alpha had before. At this, I raised my knife in my fist to eye level, and raised my gun so it was in line with Scott's head. He growled instinctively at me, and my finger tightened on the trigger.
"Scott, I need you to calm down," I said softly to him, "Look, buddy, I think you're an ok guy. You're a nice person. A little whinny about your girlfriend, and maybe you're a little bit of a dork, but that's it! I have nothing against you, but it's my job to protect people. Stiles and Justin are in there, and I know the real you wouldn't want to hurt them! Please don't make me shoot you."
It seemed as if my words worked just a little on his as he took a step back. "So what will it be, Scott? Chill, or be chilled." When I said this, I heard a scared Allison inside the classroom. Though I wondered how the hell she got here, I knew I had more lives on the line then I thought. Her crying seemed to effect Scott more than the prospect of being my new target practice. Suddenly, the fur shrunk away, and my gun was aimed at his dark brown eyes of his human form. I breathed again and put my weapons away.