Hey everyone; here is the last chapter of this story, it's short i know but there will be a sequel coming very soon; in fact i already have several chapter written; anyway i will update a preview after this chapter.

I want to thank to Kittten2010 who edited and corrected this fic; and thank you to all the reviews, follows and favorites.

Bloody Senior Year

Chapter 10: Bloody Prom

Once Lydia and Jackson were gone, everyone was on edge. The werewolves and the vampires suspected that the couple would be back to fight. Months passed with no news. Lydia and Jackson remained official missing persons while life in Beacon Hills continued. Scott and Allison were happy. Stiles and Isaac were still going strong. The four of them found time to spend together as well as time for themselves as couples.

Time passed quickly. Graduation was approaching. But more importantly, it was almost time for prom.

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"Okay," Erica announced. "I have it from a reliable source that the nominees for Prom King are Stiles, Danny, and Scott."

Stiles shrugged. He wanted to win, but he didn't want to show it. "So Danny's gonna win," he said. "He was always next in line as most popular after Jackson." That's just how things went.

"But you would like to win, right?" Isaac asked.

Stiles just shrugged.

"Well, I hope I win," Rebekah said, referring to her Prom Queen nomination. "It seems like a fun experience for my first time in high school."

"Can't you just compel people to vote for you?" Scott wondered out loud.

Rebekah smirked. "I'd love to do that, but I want to win the honest way. Because I'm the prettiest."

Jeremy started laughing and Rebekah punched his shoulder in a not so playful way.

"Well, I still need a dress," Allison interrupted before the situation escalated. "Prom is in two days and I still don't have one."

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Isaac pulled on his T-shirt. His curls were still damp from his post-practice shower. "So, later we're going to get our tuxes for prom. You're coming," he said to Scott.

"When you say 'we' you mean…?" Scott responded, trailing off waiting for Isaac to fill in the blanks.

"You, me, and Stiles," the alpha replied.

"That's fine," Scott said. "As long as you two aren't gonna be too touchy-feely." He closed his locker.

Isaac just laughed at Scott's awkwardness. The new alpha and his vampire boyfriend sometimes had trouble keeping their hands to themselves.

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"You're going to give my boyfriend a discount," Stiles said, staring deeply into the salesman's eyes.

The man walked over to Isaac. "Sir, there's a discount available on this," he said.

"Do you have to compel everyone in town?" Scott asked softly.

"Isaac can't really afford the tux, I just wanted to give him a little help," Stiles responded.

"Isn't that wrong?" Scott questioned.

"No," Stiles replied with a shrug. "Wrong would be taking the salesman to the back and feeding from him."

Scott tried to hide his shudder. Things were definitely different. He was glad to have Stiles back, but he couldn't ignore the permanent smell of blood that came off of him. It was a small comfort to know that Stiles and Allison never killed when they went on a hunt.

Once they'd finished shopping, Stiles suggested that they all go hang out at Scott's house. Stiles was a tad annoyed to find that he couldn't enter.

"Little help here?" he called, throwing the bags into the house.

"Oh, right," Scott said. "Come in, Stiles."

"It's weird we haven't hung out here at all," Stiles said. "Were you avoiding it or something?"

"I dunno," Scott responded. "I guess we just never hung out here. It's easier to go to Isaac's. Allison hasn't been here either."

"Whatever," Stiles sighed.

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It was a cliché, but prom turned out to be the best night of their high school lives. They snuck in alcohol and shared it among themselves. They looked good and they knew it. Allison wore a dark blue gown that sparkled under the dim lights. Erica had opted for a short crimson dress and her hair was wild. Rebekah wore pale pink chiffon and her hair was curled, making her look nearly otherworldly.

"The votes are in and it's time to announce this year's Prom King and Queen," the principal said into a microphone. Everyone cheered. Once they had calmed down, he continued. "The nominees for Prom King: Scott McCall, Danny Mahealani, and Stiles Stilinkski!" There were more cheers. Isaac was the loudest, letting out a loud whoop in support of his boyfriend. "The nominees for Prom Queen are…Erica Reyes…Rebekah Mikaelson…and Allison Argent!"

The principal stalled and got the crowd worked up before he finally proclaimed that the winner of Prom King was Stiles. Isaac's face was fixed into an adorable grin. He was so proud and it showed.

The audience went wild when it was revealed that Rebekah was the Prom Queen. Jeremy was smiling with Kol's arms wrapped around him. He was glad that Rebekah had something normal in her life.

Rebekah tried to play it cool. "It's a cheap fake tiara," she commented while dancing with Stiles.

"Yeah, but a year ago this would have been impossible for me," he said.

"Sometimes people change for the best," Rebekah replied wisely.

"Thanks for everything, Rebekah," he said sincerely. "If it wasn't for you, we would have never made it this far.

Rebekah smiled, thinking that she should thank him as well. He and Allison made her feel alive like she hadn't felt in the last thousand years.

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"You're not upset that you lost, are you?" Allison asked, wrapping her arms elegantly around her boyfriend's neck as they swayed to the slow song.

"Not at all," he said. "If it had been Danny it would have been a different story, but I'm happy for Stiles." He placed a chaste kiss on her lips.

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"You're so hot, Your Majesty," Isaac joked, breathing heavily.

Stiles pressed his naked body closer to the alpha, resting his head on the werewolf's chest. "You better believe it," he said.

"Give me fifteen minutes and we're going again," Isaac practically purred.

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"I hate these cheap motels," Lydia complained. She snarled at the suspiciously dirty surroundings.

"Stop complaining," Jackson snapped. "This was the only place on the road and we needed to get inside before dawn."

"Well, this is definitely a surprise," a voice said as the door snapped shut. "It's been a long time, Jackson."

The teens turned in horror, their eyes widened in shock. "Gerard?" Jackson growled the man's name. The elderly hunter was in a terrible state. He looked more frail than the last time they'd seen him.

"I've been following you two since you left Beacon Hills," Gerard explained. "I have a proposition. But I must warn you…it could get bloody."

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Graduation day finally arrived. They were ecstatic in the caps and gowns. They all received their diplomas. It was a very happy day, aside from the poignant sadness when Allison and Stiles thought of how their fathers were missing this moment.

Allison and Stiles had avenged their parents' deaths, gained new friends, reunited with old ones. They were stronger, their immortal lives were just beginning.