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Bloody senior year
Chapter 5: Bloody reconciliations
Allison looked up, letting the body fall and wiping the blood away from her lips. There was a horrified look on Scott's face. "Scott?" she squeaked. She didn't want him to see her like this.
"Wh-what's going on?" Scott whispered, eyes wide.
"They're vampires," Lydia babbled hysterically. "Stiles was the one who attacked me." Lydia struggled to her feet with Erica's help.
"Stiles…is it true?" Isaac asked. There was hurt in his eyes, but he didn't look away from Stiles.
"I'm sorry," Stiles whispered.
"Someone forced you to turn?" Scott asked. He couldn't believe what he was seeing and he had to believe that it hadn't been their choice.
Allison shook her head and avoided meeting Scott's eyes. "We had a choice."
Scott's jaw dropped. "Why would you say yes?!" he cried in disbelief.
"Revenge," Lydia explained, her voice still shaking.
"How did they find out?" Erica wondered.
Jackson sneered at Scott. "I bet McCall told them."
Erica looked startled, like someone had just hit her. "Scott?" The guilt on his face gives him away. "How could you?" she cried. "They're going to kill us all!"
At that moment, Peter Hale appeared out of the shadows. "Ah, Stiles. Nice to see you tapped into your true potential."
"Doesn't matter," Derek growled. "We'll have to kill you now. Including you, Scott, you traitor." His eyes glowed red and he launched himself at Scott.
Scott closed his eyes, resigning himself to his fate. He waited for the pain, but it never came. He slowly opened his eyes to see that Stiles had shielded him and Derek's claws were embedded in his stomach.
"Stiles!" Allison screamed
Derek pulled his arm away and Stiles crumpled to the ground in pain. "That friggin' hurt," he grunted. The wound started to heal and Stiles rose to his feet again.
Allison rushed to Stiles' side, but Peter intercepted her, throwing a powdery substance at the two vampires. "Vervain," Allison choked out as they both fell to the floor.
"Looks like your sidekick won't save you this time," Derek snapped. "Get him!" The betas looked at him uncertainly. "Now!" He growled and his eyes flashed. Jackson and Erica moved toward Scott. He managed to defend himself, but he wasn't sure how long he'd be able to.
Peter watched for a while and then pulled two stakes out of his coat pockets. "We need to take care of these two."
"Isaac, help him," Derek ordered.
Peter gave him a stake and Isaac just stared at it. There was no way he could do this.
"I'll kill the girl, you take the boy," Peter said, almost sounding bored.
Isaac looks down at Stiles. He doesn't want to, but his wolf instinct is tearing at him to obey his alpha's brother.
"Isaac, he doesn't own you," Stiles whispered.
Peter raised the pointed stake above Allison's heart, but suddenly a blur overtook him and his arm was twisted grotesquely.
"You dogs are so predictable!" a female voice with a British accent exclaimed with a chuckle.
Erica and Jackson screamed in agony. "And so weak," a male voice added.
Isaac lifted his gaze to see Jeremy helping a bloody and bruised Scott.
Lydia lets out a scream when she sees the way Erica and Jackson's arms are broken so that the bone protrudes through the skin. Rebekah rushed to the girl's side and grabbed her by the wrist. She pulled the strawberry blonde toward her nearly unconscious friends. "At least you have some use," Rebekah said before biting hard into Lydia's wrist.
Rebekah let Lydia's blood drip into Allison's mouth and then Stiles'. The young vampires perked up and then stood, latching on to Lydia's arms and biting her. After a few seconds, they both let go.
"Looks like your plan went well," Jeremy said, his voice dripping with amusement.
"You'll pay!" Derek shouted. He attacked Rebekah, but she proved to be much stronger and faster. She laughed like it was a game. His bites and scratches were nothing to her.
Finally, she got bored. "You ruined my dress, you mutt," Rebekah snapped before kicking the wolf's leg with so much force that it simply snapped. "Let's get out of here."
"Allison?" Scott whispered. He was healed enough that he was able to pull away from Jeremy. He swayed as he walked toward her.
"Scott, I can explain," Allison whispered.
"Did you kill those people?" he asked. Questions flood out. "How do you guys walk in the sun? What were you going to do? Are you still going to kill people?
"Come with us," Jeremy said. "They'll explain."
Scott looked at the rest of the pack. They were hurt, but recovering and he was definitely not going to last long once they could fight again. "Okay," he said.
"Isaac, come with us," Stiles pleaded, though he tried not to let it show.
Isaac hesitated. "I have to help them," he said. "But…what you said at the dance. Did you mean it?"
"I did," Stiles replied. "More than anything."
Stiles lingered for a second longer, as if he was hoping Isaac would change his mind. He turned to follow the others.
Isaac wished he could have followed them, but he still felt like he owed Derek for everything. He couldn't turn his back on the pack.
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Flashback
They were dancing slowly and closely.
"I'm sorry for everything," Isaac blurted out suddenly.
"I know. But why did you do it?"
"Derek asked me to," responded the blond.
"Derek isn't your owner."
"But he is my alpha."
"But that doesn't give him the right to order you to do things you don't want to do," Stiles argued.
Isaac sighed. "Stiles, he saved me…if it wasn't for him I'm pretty sure that one day my dad would have just forgotten to unlock the freezer and I'd be dead. He saved my life. I owe him."
"I just don't want you to get hurt, Isaac."
"Why?"
"I'm falling in love with you," Stiles whispered, his lips brushing against Isaac's ear. "I couldn't stand to see you hurt."
Isaac's heart pounded. "I love you too," he replied. He kissed the shorter boy on the lips, pouring all his emotion into the kiss. Stiles returned the kiss with just as much passion. It was perfect.
Flashback end.
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Scott wasn't sure how to feel. He was switching back and forth between scared, angry, and sad. He wasn't sure which one would win.
"Take a seat," Stiles said, somewhat awkwardly. They were in the kitchen of the house Stiles had grown up in, but it didn't feel the same. Scott lowered himself awkwardly into one of the chairs.
"What do you want to know?" Stiles asked. He was calm, or at least trying to act like it.
Scott looked around at the familiar and yet alien house. There was the place they'd sat and watched cartoons and over there was the place they'd read comic books. It was all gone now. "Why did you turn?"
"We wanted revenge, Scott," Stiles explained. "Not the whole pack, just the ones that were responsible for the fire. We met Rebekah and Jeremy and they gave us the chance to be stronger and faster. We took it."
"Were you trying to kill me too?" the teen werewolf asked, almost afraid of the answer.
"No," Stiles replied forcefully. "I would never hurt you."
"You still lied to me," Scott responded.
"What was I supposed to say?" Stiles snapped, then he did a dramatic pantomime of himself. "Hey, bro, no hard feelings. I still love you, I just want to kill some members of your pack. Oh, and by the way, I'm an ageless blood sucking creature now."
"Which one of you killed Deaton?" Scott asked.
"I did," Stiles said quickly. Allison was surprised, but appreciated that he was going to take the blame to protect her from Scott's potential rage at the death of his father figure. "I would do it again too," Stiles added. "He gave Derek the herb that helped trap them. What would you have done if it had been your mom?"
Scott nodded in understanding. "I guess I'd do the same. Allison, why did you kill Ms. Morrell?"
"She shot Stiles. I had to protect him. I protect the people I love," Allison answered.
"You said at the dance…do you still love me?" Scott asked.
Stiles stood up. "That's my cue to leave. Scott, I really hope you forgive me. You're my best friend."
They watched as he left and then looked at each other for a moment. Allison broke the silence. "I still love you, Scott. I never stopped. I'm sorry for everything. My dad was just the only family I had left and he didn't send those hunters. Derek had to pay. Didn't you see how he was going to kill you? He's heartless and horrible…" She closed her eyes and let her rage die down. "My feelings for you are the same, always have been. The truth is, I killed Deaton. Stiles lied, he didn't want you to see me as a murderer. But I have to do all this. I have to." By the time she finished speaking, tears were rolling down her face.
Scott stood from the chair and walked to her side. He took her face in his hands and kissed her with all he had. She responded instantly.
"I could never hate you," he whispered and kissed her again.
-
Stiles couldn't fight the tears anymore. He was sitting on the roof of his house but he could still hear the sounds of Allison and Scott making up. Damn super hearing. He was devastated and it didn't help that vampire emotions were so much stronger. The heartbreak was ten times worse.
Scott forgave Allison, but of course he was going to. He loved her. Stiles wasn't so sure that Scott would forgive him, but the real reason for his tears was Isaac. He loved Isaac so much, but the boy had still chosen the pack over him.
"Hey," Scott said. Stiles turned to see the teen was on the roof now as well.
"Hey," he replied, wiping the tears away and content to pretend that he hadn't been crying.
"So…I don't really know what to say,but…" Scott began awkwardly.
"I'm sorry," Stiles interrupted.
"No, I'm sorry," Scott replied. "I should have found a way to warn you guys. If I hadn't ditched you, things would be different."
"I know you were just trying to keep us safe," Stiles said. "My dad was all I had left and they killed him…you understand, right?"
"Allison explained everything. I get it," Scott said. "I really do. I'll help you. I can't lose you guys again. I don't care that you're vampires. You're my best friend. I love you, man. I know I didn't say it enough, but really I did."
They hugged for a long time before they broke apart. Scott stared at Stiles with a half-smile on his face. "You look so different."
"I'm still the same me, lame jokes and all."
"Not exactly. You never told me you were gay."
"Don't sound so shocked. I don't think I ever liked girls. I only had a crush on Lydia because I knew I couldn't have her. It was a good cover."
"You and Isaac?"
"Can we not?" Stiles said. "That's a bit of a sore subject right now. But speaking of, I'm glad you and Allison made up but next time, try not to be so loud. I can hear just as well as you now."
"Shut up," Scott said, blushing.
"You know there are four vampires in the house besides Allison? We all heard that."
"Who is the fourth?"
"Kol, Jeremy's boyfriend. I think you met him in Deaton's office."
"That guy? He looks like a psycho."
"He is!" Jeremy shouted from inside the house.
"You like it that way," Kol shouted back.
Stiles rolled his eyes. "We're trying to have a bromance out here. You two go entertain yourselves," Stiles yelled. There was a pause of silence and then Stiles rolled his eyes again. "Ignore their moaning," he joked.
They started laughing like old times. It was nice, but nothing good lasts forever. It was cut short by a noise coming from the backyard. The two friends listened in on the conversation below them.
"Hurry up, Lydia," Jackson whispered. "Pour the damn mountain ash faster."
In a flash, Stiles was gone from Scott's side. The werewolf stood in shock for a second before hurrying inside to warn the others.
Meanwhile, Stiles was coming up on the pair as Lydia was hissing back, "You try doing it with two huge bites on your arm."
"Do you want a bite on your neck to match?" Stiles quipped from behind them.
"Stay away," Jackson warned as he shifted into his wolf form.
Stiles sneered. "Jackson, I pity you."
"Bite me, asshole," the jock spat.
"I prefer to bite your girlfriend," Stiles taunted.
"You're dead," Jackson growled as he ran forward.
"Not so fast, puppy," Kol said as he appeared beside Jackson, grabbing him by the neck. The vampire was wearing nothing but his boxers and looked very annoyed. "I was having fun with my lover and you had to interrupt us. What a shame." Jackson passed out and Kol dropped him.
"Jackson!" Lydia screamed, horrified.
"Easy, milady," Kol said. "He's not dead." His attention shifted to Stiles. patting him slapping him on the shoulder "I'll leave her to you, mate." He went inside once again.
"Stiles," Lydia pleaded. "Please, you're not like this."
"We are now," Allison said, now standing beside Stiles. "We were planning to let you live, Lydia. But after this…I don't know."
"I'm sorry," Lydia sobbed. "I'm so sorry. Forgive me? I'll never try this again."
"You reek of vervain," Allison said, ignoring Lydia's pleas.
"I've got it," Stiles replied. He rushed toward Lydia, biting his own wrist and forcing her to drink his blood. Lydia struggled, but soon she had to either swallow or choke. After a minute, he let her go. She looked confused and that was the expression frozen on her face when Stiles snapped her neck.
"Turn her? That was your idea?" Allison questioned.
"She'll be damned forever," Stiles said with a shrug. "Monster of the night."
"She could chose not to complete the transformation."
"She will. She's afraid of death."
Rebekah came out of the house and was delighted with what she saw. "Oh, I'll force a blood bag down her throat and compel her to stay in the house all day. She'll be my own personal slave."
"What are you going to do with Jackson?" Scott asked.
"You could take him to the woods," Stiles said. "Allison, help me with her."
The young couple kissed before getting on with their tasks.
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"So now that you guys are back together, I'm gonna have to deal with all the nauseating PDA," Stiles joked as he dropped Jackson's unconscious body near a tree.
"Afraid so," Scott said back with a laugh.
"Are you OK?" Stiles asked as they returned to the Jeep.
"Still in shock," Scott answered honestly. "It's going to be hard to get used to the new badass you. I'll live though. You two are way too important for something like this to get in the way.
"I appreciate the chick flick moment. Now, let's get back so you and Allison can do the nasty."
Scott chuckled. "I'm glad you're still the same underneath it all."
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