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Bloody senior year

Chapter 6: Bloody Memories

Lydia woke up gasping for air. She was lying on a couch and the room seemed familiar, she just couldn't remember it. She got up and started to look around, realizing she was in the Stilinski house. She felt like she'd been drugged. Everything seemed heightened. There were so many smells, it felt like she could see every tiny speck of dust.

In a flash, she remembered everything that had happened. She remembered Rebekah compelling her and Stiles making her drink his blood. She remembered dying. How was she alive? Her eyes grew wide. She'd been turned.

"Judging by the look on your face, you realize what's happening to you," Rebekah said as she entered the room.

Lydia lifted her gaze to see Rebekah smiling, holding a blood bag in her hands. Lydia could smell the blood. Her throat was dry and she was thirsty. She craved it. "I'm a vampire," Lydia said.

"Not yet," Rebekah said, playing with the blood bag in her hands. "You have to complete the transition by drinking human blood."

"I don't want to be a vampire," Lydia said. Her voice was shaking, but she tried to stay confident.

"You're lying," Rebekah purred. "You're afraid to die. You're afraid to grow old."

"Maybe," Lydia admitted. "But I don't want to kill people to survive."

"It's not your choice anymore," Rebekah said. She rushed at Lydia with supernatural speed and grabbed her face with one hand, forcing her to open her mouth. With the other hand, she pressed the blood bag against Lydia's teeth. Lydia didn't struggle much. She gave up completely once the blood hit her tongue, her fangs extending out, and she drank.

"Now, you're damned to live as a monster of the night," Rebekah said with a smirk.

"What do you mean?" Lydia argued. "You walk in the sun. If you can, I can too."

"Suit yourself," Rebekah mumbled.

Lydia felt powerful. She could feel how strong she was now. Rebekah had been right, she wanted this. She went straight to the window and opened the blinds. Sunlight seared on her skin and she let out a scream, retreating into the darkness faster than she could imagine. The burns were healing, but Lydia was still shaking.

"Told you," Rebekah sighed as she closed the blinds.

"How can you walk in the daylight?" the newly turned vampire demanded.

"That's my secret," the older vampire responded with a laugh.

The answer angered Lydia and she rushed to attack the blonde girl. Rebekah grabbed her by the neck without blinking. "I am 1000 years older than you, so don't push me, little bitch," Rebekah sneered. "I'm going to have to compel you now."

"Vampires can't compel other vampires," Lydia whispered, repeating what she'd read in the Bestiary.

"I'm not like other vampires. I'm an Original. So…you are not going to leave this house. You are not going to call your pack. You are going to say everything I tell you to," the older vampire compelled. Lydia nodded in a trance. "Very well. I have to get to school and I think I'm already late. There are blood bags in the basement freezer. Help yourself." She let go of Lydia's neck and grabbed her purse.

Rebekah walked away smiling. She loved her new life. She'd agreed to help Stiles and Allison not only because they gave her a place to live, but because she knew what betrayal felt like. She'd grown very fond of the two teens, almost like a mother. She loved seeing them grow in their power. She was happy. Finally.

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Stiles and Allison were on edge all morning. None of the werewolves had come to school, not even Scott. They both hated being away from Scott now more than ever because he was a target. Derek wanted him dead. They were on high alert.

"Rebekah just texted me. She said that Lydia is turned and compelled," Stiles whispered to Allison.

"Great, we can use her as bait," Allison replied.

"Bait for Jackson," Stiles corrected. "Derek doesn't care about anyone but himself. He probably has someone watching us, but I bet he hasn't left his house since we can't get in without an invitation."

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Scott has also been on edge all morning. He had a strange feeling, like someone was watching him. For the most part, he was happy. He was back with Allison and Stiles was his best friend again. Still, he was in shock. They were vampires. They drank blood to survive. He knew they both fed from blood bags, but Stiles preferred to drink straight from the vein. Stiles had been using Danny as his personal supplier.

Scott just hoped that everything would turn out fine. Stiles had told him to stay away, that it was his turn to protect Scott. But Scott can't just do that. He wanted to fight beside Stiles and Allison. He had to make it up to them

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"The pack started the fire and you didn't stop them!" Stiles screamed at Scott. Tears were falling from his eyes and he was holding on to Allison who was just as hurt.

"Guys, I'm sorry," Scott pleaded. "I swear I tried to talk them out of it but—"

Stiles interrupted him. "Scott, don't even try to apologize. After everything I did for you and that stupid pack! This is how you repay me? My dad was the only family I had left!"

"Stiles, please…"

"How could you, Scott? I don't even know what to say to you. Don't talk to us," Allison snapped, speaking for the first time since Scott's confession. "We're done."

They both walked away.

"I'm sorry," he whispered to himself

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Jeremy had been smiling all day long. He was somewhat on alert about those damn dogs. He knew he was being watched, but he was smiling anyway because Kol had decided to come to school with them. He had compelled the principal to fire one of the teachers and now Kol had a new job.

Kol was unstable at best, but Jeremy loved him. Kol had never seen him as just Elena's little brother. Kol really saw him for who he was. He never told the truth about Denver. He and Kol had started as friends, but that didn't last long. They'd started hooking up long before it became anything serious. Kol revealed himself a month after being together. Jeremy had panicked at first, but he'd always had a thing for vampires.

When Elena and Damon came looking for him, ruining everything, Jeremy acted like Kol had just told him. He pretended to be hurt when Kol lied and said they'd never really been friends. For a while, things had been alright. They'd kept in touch while he was back in Mystic falls, but then everything went to hell when Elena decided to go on another suicide mission and became a vampire.

Jeremy became a hunter to help his sister get the cure. Kol told him that waking Silas would be the end of the world and Jeremy believed him. He was tired of always doing what the Salvatores said. Everything came to light when his sister wanted him to kill Kol to complete the hunter's mark.

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"Come in, Kol," Jeremy said, holding a crossbow. Kol smiled and stepped inside the Gilbert house.

"Jeremy, go," Elena ordered.

"There's no need for him to leave," Kol sneered. "Actually, I insist that he stays."

"Leave my brother out of this," Elena warned.

"Now, Elena, I know from a very reliable source that you want him to kill me to complete his mark," the vampire said. "So the truce you requested is denied. Now, I'm going to take what's mine." He looked straight at Jeremy and the teen hunter dropped the crossbow to the floor.

"Jeremy? What's going on?" Elena asked.

"I'm going with Kol," Jeremy said.

His sister was shocked. She gasped, realizing that her brother was serious. "Are you compelled?" she asked.

"Don't be stupid, Elena. Hunters can't be compelled. I'm going because I love him. He doesn't see me as your annoying brother. I'm tired of being insulted by Damon. I know you don't care. You just care about yourself and being human again. You're a vampire, Elena, deal with it." Jeremy stood by Kol's side.

"You can't love him," Elena said.

"What do you know about love, doppelganger? You're sired to a pitiful excuse of a vampire and you play with his brother. You're just a bitch," Kol spat. Elena launched at him, but he easily snapped her neck before she lay a finger on him. "She'll be awake in about an hour. Let's go, love."

They walked away from the Gilbert house.

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Jeremy smiled wider at the memory of the last night he was human.

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Isaac passed his room in the Hale house. They'd found Jackson in the morning, telling them that the vampires had Lydia. He didn't really feel all that bad. Lydia had never been very friendly to him. What had him shaken up was the fact that a war had begun and he wasn't going to fight.

He couldn't fight Stiles because he loved him. Isaac knew that happiness wasn't in the cards for him. Maybe it was karma for all the pain he'd caused Stiles before.

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"After everything, you're just telling me you can't be my friend anymore? What kind of bullshit is this?" Stiles demanded.

Isaac was watching it all. He could smell the hurt, the sadness, the anger coming from the honey eyed boy.

"Yes, Stiles," Scott replied, wincing a bit but still obeying the Alpha's orders. "You're just a human, you're a burden."

Isaac could sense the pain coming from him too. It was hard to watch.

"Let me remind you that this human is the one who helped you gain control and then saved your ungrateful ass. This burden is the one who stuck with you through everything."

"I don't need you anymore. I have better friends now," Scott lied. He was hurting so much that Isaac ached just from the smell of it.

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Isaac still remembered hearing the sobs. They broke his heart under Alpha's orders. Now, the one he loved was trying to kill his Alpha. He didn't know if he'd be able to fight. He couldn't hold the tears anymore.

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It was already dark outside. Allison and Stiles were preparing for a fight now that their true nature was out in the open. Their plot for revenge was coming to an end.

"What's the plan?" Scott asked.

"We're going to provoke Derek to get him out of the house so we can kill him," Stiles answered, tucking a gun into his belt.

"What about the pack?" Scott continued questioning. "Who will be their new Alpha? Or do you think they'll all be omegas after this?"

"Scott, it's like you don't know me at all," Stiles joked. "If Derek dies, Peter is the new Alpha because they're related. But if we kill Peter, then the first one bitten is the Alpha."

"Me?" Scott asked in shock. He couldn't believe he'd ever doubted Stiles. The guy was way too smart for his own good.

"Remember, Scott, stay here," Allison said, hiding a mini-crossbow in her boot.

"I know," he said.

"Well, let's go," Jeremy said as he entered the room. "I want to go kick some ass."

"I am not hurting anyone," Lydia said.

"You'll do what I tell you," Rebekah said and the compulsion kicked in. Lydia nodded against her will. "Where's Kol?" the blonde vampire asked.

"He's hunting," Stiles replied. "Your new toy drank almost all of the blood bags."

After a few minutes, the vampires left the house. Scott waited exactly twenty minutes before making his way outside to help them.

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"I'll go first," Stiles whispered. He came out from behind the trees where they were hiding and started to approach the Hale house. "Hey, sourwolf," he yelled. "Come outside and play with me or invite me in so we can talk. Don't be a coward!"

"Hello, Batman," a female voice purred.

The betas stepped outside onto the porch. Stiles stood frozen for a moment, watching Isaac, trying to read his face but he couldn't.

"Cat Woman, how are you?" he asked with an evil smile. He tore his eyes away from Isaac. He couldn't look at him. Isaac was his weakness.

"What did you do to Lydia?" Jackson screamed, his eyes flashing electric blue.

"She's part of the undead world now," Stiles said.

"Get him!" Jackson shouted. They all rushed to attack.

Stiles tried not to be hurt when he saw that Isaac had joined them.