Chapter 11

'At the end of the day faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don't really expect it. It's like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle. And it's not so important happy ever after, just that its happy right now. See once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you , and once in a while people may even take your breath away.' - Meredith Grey, Grey's Anatomy

"So Isaac's checking up on your girlfriend?" Will confirmed as she and Scott walked through the halls of Beacon Hills High school. Will hadn't been to school in a few days due to the fact that she was ill and she couldn't say she had missed it.

She had wondered why Isaac wasn't going to school but had only now worked up the nerve to ask Scott. She didn't want to seem like she was getting in everyone's business but it was really bugging her.

"She's not my girlfriend. Not any more." Scott told Will waiting for her as they stopped by her locker where she fished through the piles of disorganised books dropping a couple and fumbling awkwardly to keep the rest in while she bent down to rescue the books that had fallen.

"Mhm." She replied once she had managed to stop her books from tumbling out and into the school hallway. It was one of those very sarcastic 'mhm's that people give you when they don't believe a word you're saying.

"And you're not checking up on your 'ex-girlfriend' why?" Will made air quotations around the word ex-girlfriend which she could tell annoyed Scott.

"Because I need to speak to Ethan." Scott told her as he caught a book that had fallen out of Will's bag while she was trying to put her newly acquired one in. Werewolves had really fast reflexes.

"You know this werewolf stuff is a lot more complicated than I thought it would be." Will muttered to Scott as she gratefully took the book from him stuffing it in her bag.

"Welcome to my world." He muttered back watching Will close her bag before nudging her towards their English classroom.

"How did I even manage to get it on my back? That's pretty much physically impossible!" Will tended to talk to herself a lot, especially when she was alone.

Will had always liked art class however, she tended to get a bit messy. She didn't even realise half the time that she was doing it. But after many years of experience she had taken to having a spare white shirt to change into whenever she had art which turned out to be a great idea because a large quantity of the time she ended up drenched in paint.

She turned the white shirt she had put on instead of her sweater around. It was perfectly white when she had first worn it, there were a few old paint stains here and there but they were barely visible. But now...the whole shirt was covered in paint. There were even colours she didn't remember picking up! She had also managed to get it very unconventional places like, for example, her back.

"It's a wonder they still let me do art..." She mumbled as she stuffed her shirt to the bottom of her bag and swung it over her shoulder.

They were only half way through class at the moment and she had already managed to cover her entire shirt. She was probably going to be sketching for the rest of the lesson.

Sighing she hoisted her bag on to her shoulder and exited the girl's bathroom. Will had just passed the boys locker room when a loud crash sounded from within followed by what sounded like a growl.

Pausing Will thought over whether or not she should see what was going on. She decided that it was probably better that she got hurt and not someone else so she walked backwards until she was stood in front of the locker room. Will hesitantly pushed open the door only to be greeted by Aiden and some girl fighting. The girl had him backed into one of the lockers and was scratching him her eyes glowing the same yellow colour that Isaac's and Scott's did when they changed.

She didn't look happy. Not one bit.

Aiden was bleeding heavily his stomach probably ripped to shreds. Will couldn't see from where she was standing but judging by the amount of blood on the girls hands it probably wasn't good. Will stood in shock. She had no idea what to do. Was she supposed to intervene? As much as she wanted to, the look on the girl's face stopped her. She was wearing the kind of look that meant she probably wouldn't think twice about injuring Will too.

"Will!"

"Will!" She only registered Lydia shouting her name the second time she did and as soon as she had her head snapped to the distraught red-head. "Go and get Scott!" She screamed.

Will dropped her bag and raced off to find Scott. She skidded around a corner and unable to stop herself ran straight into the wall.

"Did she just run into the wall?" Will looked up, blinking a few times as her vision readjusted after the collision, to find Scott, Stiles and Ethan looking down at her from the top of the stairs.

"I seriously just ran into a wall." Will confirmed out loud not really sure who had asked the question. "Scott, we kind of have a problem and it involves a werewolf. Two actually."

"We know. Aiden's hurt." Scott told her as he made his way down the stairs rapidly.

"Yeah...are you psychic too?" Will asked frowning. Wondering how on earth he had known. It had happened like three seconds ago.

Not answering her question Scott took off running towards the boys locker room followed by Stiles and Ethan. Throwing her head back Will sighed before following, calling after them. "Can you please stop making me run? There's a reason Coach regrets putting me on the cross country team!"

"Jesus...how long are you going to take?" Will asked out loud as she threw her back leaning it against the wall.

Scott had said he'd only be in Ms. Morrell's office for a few minutes. He'd definitely been in there more than a few minutes. Plus these chairs weren't very comfy.

Will bent down pulling her phone out of her boot. She thought about texting Scott for a while but decided against it. He was only in the other room and he shouldn't be much longer. She then toyed with the idea of playing Angry Birds but decided against that too. It probably wasn't really an appropriate time to be playing it.

Suddenly her phone vibrated in her hand, a message popping up on the screen. The suddenness of it caused her to let out a squeak and drop the phone. Luckily it landed in her lap.

Picking it back up and letting out a sigh of relief Will opened the message.

Isaac: Think Allison's dad might be involved. Tell Scott.

Frowning Will tapped out a message back to him.

Me: Why didn't you text Scott?

Almost immediately another message popped up.

Isaac: I did he's hasn't replied. Just wanted to make sure he got it.

Will glanced towards the door of Ms. Morrell's office to see if there was an indicative movement that meant Scott might be finished. When it didn't look like he was going to be leaving any time soon she messaged Isaac back.

Me: He's in Ms. Morrell's office. BTW found out that the twins aren't allowed to touch Derek until the full moon.

His next response came quicker.

Isaac: You were there when Cora attacked Aiden?

Me: Yeah...I get to be part of the werewolf stuff too now :P

Isaac: Were you hurt?

Me: No, I'm fine.

Will pretty much threw her phone into her shoe before making her way towards Scott who was stood in a daze at the door.

"Scott?" Will asked but he showed no signs of hearing her.

"Scott?" She tried again clicking in his face.

She continued clicking in his face until Scott broke out of his trance. He glanced down towards Will who was just about to ask him if he was alright when a shrill scream rang through the hallways.

"What the-" Will asked but was interrupted by Scott who pushed past her following the stream of students to the history classroom.

"Lydia..."

"No...no they're not. They're all going to the recital." Scott told Stiles down the phone.

Scott and Will were waiting outside of the school for the memorial recital to start while Stiles was with Cora (Scott had informed her that she was Derek's sister.) and his dad at the hospital. Lydia had gone home and Isaac was still with Allison.

"What's going on?" Will asked as soon as Scott had hung up the phone and began rushing to get inside the school. Will was nearly running to keep up with him.

"It's teachers. The sacrifices are teachers." He told her ushering her into the recital hall.

"But that means there's going to be another sacrifice tonight..." She trailed off remembering the number Lydia had written on the board. The Darach (She'd finally learnt the word) only need 1 more teacher to complete that group of sacrifices.

"I know." Scott said.

Will had never seen Scott so worried before. Never. It was kind of scary because Scott was usually so calm and collected but she could see the panic in his eyes. He was worried and he didn't know what to do.

"Lydia?" Will called as she noticed her making her way towards them.

"I thought you were going home?" Scott asked stepping back a bit so that they were tucked away at the back of the room.

"I can't." She stated looking at Scott. Will couldn't help but noticed that she looked pretty terrified. "I don't know why I'm the one who keeps finding the bodies. But maybe..." She paused "If I stop trying to fight it I find them before it happens. Maybe with enough time for someone like you to do something about it."

Will kind of admired Lydia. For what had happened to her she sure was dealing with it well. She must have been really strong.

"You get me the time and I'll do something about it. I swear to God I will." Scott promised her squeezing her hand to reassure her. It was one of the most sincere promises Will had ever seen. It was the kind of promise you wouldn't ever believe he would break. It was the kind of promise you would want someone to make to you.

Just as their little moment was finishing the conductor got on stage signalling that the recital was about to begin. Will moved slightly closer to Scott. Closer than she would have been under normal circumstances. But it was pretty obvious that something was going to happen.

They were a few minutes into the recital when Isaac and the Argents came barging in through the doors. Not many people looked up though. They were too enthralled by the music.

Isaac shot a look between Scott and Allison. He had the kind of look people usually get when they've done something wrong. A pang shot through Will's gut and she was suddenly thrown two conflicting emotions. She felt angry for some reason and a little bit sad. Will shifted uncomfortably taking a few steps back.

Isaac was just about to follow Allison when his eyes landed on Will and he doubled back making his way over to her.

"Hey. Did you find anything?" She whispered asked to him briefly nodding towards Allison and her dad. Will was still fighting between being angry or sad. She wanted to punch someone but she also wanted to go home and crawl under her duvet.

"You, uh- you have paint on your nose." Isaac said completely disregarding her question as he motioned vaguely to her face.

"What? I thought I got it all off..." Will raised a hand to her face wiping at her nose to try and remove the offending smudge.

"Here..." Isaac reached out cupping her cheek with his hand to tilt her face upwards using his thumb to wipe at the paint. Almost as soon as his hand made contact with her skin Will felt it heating up. Her heart started beating at a very unnatural rate and she felt like she couldn't breathe. She wanted to breathe to try and calm herself but she couldn't. Isaac was cupping her cheek and looking directly at her face!

Will had the sudden thought that she wouldn't make a very good heroine in a book. In fact she'd probably make a terrible one. You've never seen a heroine die of a heart attack because some stupidly attractive boy touched her, have you?

Isaac finished wiping at her smudge and diverted his gaze to Will's eyes.

Will thought she couldn't breathe before...boy, was she wrong. This was worse. Way worse. Way, way worse. It was as if he was stealing the very oxygen that coursed through her veins and lungs. Isaac and his goddamn stupid eyes.

She wanted to move, wanted to take a step back so that they weren't so close to each other, it was making her head go a bit fuzzy, but she couldn't. It felt like she was suspended in the air and the only thing stopping her from falling and hitting the ground was Isaac.

Will wasn't entirely sure how long they were stood like that (It felt like hours. It could have been days and she probably wouldn't have noticed) but she was sure that if it had been a moment longer she probably would have passed out.

Isaac removed his hand from her face, forcing the ground beneath Will's feet to become very apparent. He cleared his throat awkwardly and uttered a small apology before moving to stand next Will instead of in front of her and returned his attention to the recital.

Everything seemed to be going okay, there was still a weird feeling in the air though, when the music suddenly changed. Everyone noticed the change and knew it wasn't part of the song. It sounded odd. It didn't fit with the reason why they were there. The music was ominous and the people on stage didn't seem to be aware of what was happening.

It definitely meant that something was going to happen. And soon.

The music's pace picked up until it felt like it was closing in on you. Everyone looked around in shock and confusion when suddenly one of the strings from the piano snapped hitting the piano teacher in the throat. The music stopped and her body fell to the floor with a soft thump.

Then the screaming started.

Everyone was in a panic running for the doors, screaming, some even crying, frightened for their lives. Allison ran towards the stage, pushing past people running in the opposite direction, her dad shouting after her.

Will looked around for Scott but it seemed that he had disappeared. She spun around in a confused circle at a complete loss of what to do before she noticed Isaac at the front of the room with both of the Argents and decided that she would rather be with them than stood alone with the high chance of being trampled.

As soon as she reached the stage her hand flew out to grab Isaac's arm.

The sight of the body on the stage made her feel sick. Blood pooled around the body of the teacher, spreading out across the stage.

Mr Argent moved so that Will's sight of the body was blocked and she felt slightly grateful but also a bit angry. Her and Allison were practically the same age if Allison could handle it so could she.

Taking a deep breath Will edged slightly closer to Isaac, still clinging to his arm, enabling her to see what Allison was staring at. Will could see straight away what was wrong. (Besides the fact that someone was dead) There were little white balls leaking from the woman's mouth.

"Mistletoe." Allison whispered and before she could stop herself Will blurted:

"But it's not even Christmas."

A/N:

Another chapter ^.^

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You guys literally don't understand how happy I am that Isaac and Allison didn't kiss last night! They only hugged! THEY ONLY HUGGED! xD

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