DISCLAIMER: I do not own Teen Wolf. This is just for fun.
Also who is excited for next Monday! Season 3B begins! Lose your mind!
Derek started to pull himself off the floor, using the counter he just slammed into. The furious expression across his face made Kinley slightly tremble. She moved back a little but kept her hands up.
"Hit him again and you'll see what I can really do." She lied with her voice shaking since she had no idea what she could do.
"What's going on here?" Kinley heard from behind her. She turned around to see a very confused looking Scott. He was surveying the room and just saw Derek on the floor, Kinley in shock, and Deaton's bloody and unconscious body. It was a scene that seemed impossible to explain.
"Your buddy thinks Deaton's the alpha." Kinley told Scott and tried to sound casual like she didn't just use some kind of telekinetic powers, but her voice sounded dry and nervous. Also, her hands were still shaking from the whatever had just happened. She tried to put her hands down to ignore the vibrations running through them, but she couldn't rid herself of the feeling.
"What!?" Scott yelled and glared at Derek who had finally got himself off the floor and was currently leaning on the counter, looking a little dazed.
Scott then rushed over to Deaton and began cleaning him up. He grabbed swabs and alcohol from a nearby cupboard and addressed his boss' wounds. After a few minutes of Scott putting Deaton back together, Derek snapped and couldn't wait any longer.
"Do you have a plan?" Derek asked sounding frustrated. He looked back and forth between the two of them.
Scott looked at Kinley and Kinley just looked away. She was in no state to even try and think. She couldn't stop looking at her hands for some sign, anything that would explain how Derek flew across the room. She could not have done that. Right?
"Just give me an hour." Scott replied.
"Then what?" Derek questioned.
"Meet me at the school in the parking lot." Scott answered.
Kinley was sitting in the front seat of Scott's car. She hadn't said much the entire time Scott was devising his plan. She wasn't listening really either. She knew they were headed to the high school, but she had no idea why. Even on the way to the school, Kinley could have heard the whole plan again when Scott filled Stiles in, but she barely heard a word of it. She heard him ask Stiles to meet them there with bolt cutters and a flashlight. Kinley was still confused about why they were going to the high school, but she didn't really care to question it. Her mind was elsewhere.
As they drove, Kinley tried to pull herself together and forget what had just happened. This was no time to freak out. There had to be dozens of explanations for how Derek got thrown into the wall, and she could figure that out later. Right now, Scott and Kinley needed to prove that Deaton was not the alpha and then possibly deal with an alpha. But every time she tried pull herself out of her panicked state, she could feel her hands begin to hum and feel the energy she felt in the vet exam room, and it brought the whole ordeal back into focus. It was like after being electrocuted and feeling aftershocks. It just wouldn't go away, and she needed it to go away.
Scott pulled in front of the school, and Stiles pulled in soon after. All three got out of their cars and waited for Derek to arrive. Stiles opened the trunk of his car and pulled out the few supplies he was asked to bring. He got bolt cutters to break the chain on the school doors and then a flashlight to lead them through the closed school.
"This is a terrible idea." Stiles said, and he turned the corner around his jeep to meet Kinley and Scott.
"I know." Scott replied.
It was at that moment that Stiles looked at Kinley more closely. Kinley guessed he could see the stress written all over her face. "Whoa, are you okay? What happened earlier?" He asked and crossed closer to her.
"Nothing, really, I'm fine." Kinley lied and tried to move away from him. She was still slightly shaking from the incident and she didn't want him to see her like this.
Stiles looked at her skeptically and took a step closer. This time Kinley stayed put. She felt a little better, the humming was not as intense as it had been, but she still didn't look at him. Stiles put a hand on her arm, and slowly the hum in her hands began to dissipate even more. She took a deep breath and felt immensely more calm.
"Are you sure? You can tell me." He said.
Stiles looked at Scott for help, but Scott was busy scanning the road for Derek. Stiles then moved his hand up and down her arm to soothe her. As he did this, the humming completely stopped. Kinley looked up at Stiles and he was looking back at her with immense concern. She wasn't exactly sure what to say. So she took another deep breath and stepped back, letting Stiles hand fall off her arm.
"No, I'm fine. Just a lot of chaos at the clinic as Scott must have told you. I'm fine." She told him and actually sounded like her normal self. "So." She started and got Scott's attention. He jumped a little when he heard her. It was the first time she spoke with any conviction since her words to Derek. "Are we really still doing this?" She asked.
"Can you think of something better?" Scott asked the other two.
Both Stiles and Kinley looked at each other and had no other better plans. Granted she wasn't 100 percent clear on the plan, but she knew she wasn't going to think of anything better right now.
"Well, personally I'm a fan of ignoring a problem until eventually it just goes away." Stiles offered.
Scott rolled his eyes at his friend. He did not seem too amused by Stiles unhelpful sentiment and just told Stiles to check to make sure they could get inside. Before Stiles could check, they heard a car and saw that Derek was driving it. Derek parked next to Stiles' jeep and got out of his car.
"Where's my boss?" Scott asked.
"He's in the back." Derek answered in his usual aggravated tone.
All three of them checked and saw Deaton was tied up with duct tape over his mouth in the back of Derek's car.
"Oh he looks comfortable." Stiles commented sarcastically.
Scott told Kinley to stay here to keep an eye on Derek and Deaton while they headed inside. As they began to walk toward the school, Derek yelled at the two boys.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"You said I was linked with the Alpha. I'm gonna see if you're right." Scott replied and then the two boys headed into the school.
With the boys in the school, that left Derek and Kinley alone. Derek leaned casually against the side of Stiles' jeep and Kinley stood there awkwardly with her arms crossed. Derek and Kinley remained that way for about minute in somewhat awkward silence. Neither really knew what to do with the other. Each had grown up trained to distrust and in some cases, hate the other. It was Derek who broke the silence.
"So, what was that back there?" He asked. Kinley tilted her head, confused. "You know the whole 'get me angry and I'll show you what I can really do.'" He tried quoting her.
"Oh uh..." Kinley stammered. "Get me angry one day and you'll find out. I wouldn't suggest that tactic though." Kinley lied and fidgeted with her hands. She looked over her shoulder, hoping the boys would come out soon.
Derek didn't say anything and they endured another awkward moment of silence.
"You're lying." He stated, causally. Breaking the awkward tension again.
"What? No, I'm not. I can do things that you wouldn't-"
Derek cut her off. "Like what?" He interrogated. Derek crossed his arms and stared down at her intimidatingly.
"Like, like a..." She muttered and tried to keep eye contact with him but couldn't.
"I can hear your heart, Kinley. I'll know if you lie to me."
"Fine!" She yelled and then began to speak frantically. "I have no idea what that was. Okay? Not a freakin' clue. I saw you were going to hurt someone and instinct took over and then my arms were up and you were on the floor. So, you know what? If you have any ideas, please tell me because I'm seriously freaking out!" She finished and took a breath. Her outburst actually made her feel a little better until she looked back up at Derek.
Derek had taken a step away from her. He was staring at her with a new fear. He was not exactly scared, but he was definitely cautiously curious. It was like someone who saw a great white shark, and even though it was dangerous, they still wanted to get a closer look.
"What?" She asked and tried to remain calm and not melt down again.
"Your eyes." He told her. "They...they were bright green. The more freaked out you got, the greener they became."
"What does that mean?" She whined. She turned and banged her head on the side of Scott's car. This night was just getting worse. Now her eyes changed color when she got upset. What good was that as a power? If it even was one. She faced Derek again and ran her hands through her hair. It was just not her night.
"I don't know." Derek replied, but now he looked at her with definite curiosity and not disdain or fear. "I might have something for you to look at but it's a long shot. I've heard of red, yellow, and blue eyes but never really green."
Before they could continue their discussion further, they heard the most pathetic sound over the school's PA system. It sounded like a cat being choked to death. Kinley and Derek both looked at each other and raised an eyebrow. Neither could believe Scott just did that.
"You've gotta be kidding me," Derek said and shook his head. Kinley snorted with laughter.
But then just after Derek said that, a roar cut through the silent night and caused the ground to shake a little. Derek put his hand over his face. "Seriously," He muttered.
Then a minute later, the two teenage boys came out of the school with huge grins on their face like they accomplished something amazing. Derek moved from his nonchalant pose of leaning against the car to yell at the two idiot teenagers.
"I'm gonna kill both of you. What the hell was that? What are you trying to do, attract the entire state to the school?" Derek asked angrily.
"Sorry, I didn't know it would be that loud." Scott said and smiled. He was very pleased with himself.
Stiles looked equally as happy. "Yeah, it was and it was awesome." He even sang the last word because he was so excited.
"Shut up." Derek told Stiles in a stern tone.
"Don't be such a sourwolf." Stiles told him, but Derek continued to scowl. Granted, a scowl was kind of his natural state.
Kinley then thought she heard something behind her and Derek. She turned, but she didn't see anything. However, not seeing anything was part of the problem. Deaton was no longer in Derek's back seat.
"What happened to him?" Kinley asked Derek.
"What did you do with him?" Stiles accused, barely seconds after Kinley asked her question.
"What?" Derek replied and looked in his backseat. "I didn't do anything."
Before anyone could really accuse Derek of anything, a growl was heard from behind him. Kinley turned to look and saw a huge black, hairy beast. It lunged for Derek and stabbed it's claws deep into his back and lifted him into the air. Blood started to pour out of Derek's mouth, his muscles began to spasm, and his eyes rolled back into his head.
Kinley wanted to help Derek, but Stiles reacted quickly, grabbed Kinley's hand, and pulled her away from Derek and toward the school. Once she started running, she knew that there was no helping Derek and she was thankful that Stiles pulled her away. She would have been next if he didn't. But she couldn't help but look back at Derek's lifeless body now on the ground. She felt a tug on her arm and she turned back around. They got to the doors and quickly shut them behind them. Each fell to the floor because of their quick, uncoordinated movements. All three were panting from the sprint up the steps.
"Lock it, lock it." Scott yelled.
"Do I look like I have a key?" Stiles responded. Even in a crisis Stiles had to tell jokes.
"Then find something, anything!" Scott told him frantically.
Stiles got up and looked out the window. He turned back to Scott and Kinley on the floor, and it seemed like he had an idea. Kinley got off the floor and walked to him. She looked over at what he was staring and knew what he was thinking. There were bolt cutters just a few steps in front of the doors. If one of them could get them, they could use those to hold the door closed.
"No." Kinley said as she saw Stiles starting to open the door to get them.
"Yes." Stiles replied.
"No, don't." Scott agreed with Kinley.
But it was too late, Stiles opened the door slightly and slipped through. Stiles looked around for any sign of the alpha and didn't see it. He then crept to the bolt cutters. As he was reaching for them, Scott and Kinley saw the alpha by Stiles' car. They both banged on the door to get his attention. Stiles looked up and stared at the alpha straight in the eyes. He grabbed the bolt cutters and ran. He made it through the doors just in time. They slammed the doors shut and put the bolt cutter over the door handles, making the doors connect. Since they were connected, neither door could be opened. They looked out the windows of the door and the alpha was no longer there.
"Where is it?" Scott asked. "Where'd it go?"
Stiles took the flashlight he brought and shined it out the window. There was no sign of it. All three of them backed away from the door.
"That won't hold will it?" Scott asked.
"Nope." Kinley replied.
They turned around and realized they were now trapped inside the school. They looked down what seemed like an never ending hallway and ran. They jumped into a nearest open classroom.
"Desk." Scott said and the three of them ran to push the desk in front of the doors.
"Shh, stop, stop. The door is not going to keep it out." Stiles said.
"I know." Scott replied like everyone obviously knew that, but what else did they have to do.
Stiles leaned over the desk and shook his head. "I hate you boss." Stiles said to Scott.
"What?" Scott asked.
"Deaton, The alpha?" Stiles replied. "Your boss."
"No," Scott and Kinley said together and looked at each other strangely. Kinley knew why she didn't think it was Deaton, but why did Scott trust him so much?
"Yes, murdering psycho werewolf." Stiles argued.
"That can't be," Scott replied.
"It's not him." Kinley agreed with Scott and this time both boys looked at her confused. "I just know, okay?" She said.
"Oh come, on," Stiles said. "He disappears, and that thing shows up ten seconds later to toss Derek 20 feet through the air? That's not convenient enough timing?"
"It's not him." Kinley repeated.
"He killed Derek." Stiles responded, trying to get her to grasp what was really happening, but she knew, and she knew that it was not Deaton. There was someone else. There had to be someone else. There just had to be.
"Derek's not dead. He can't be dead." Scott said almost to just himself. Scott's face went a little pale at the thought of just watching someone die.
Now Stiles and Kinley both looked at Scott like he was insane. "There's no chance that Derek could've survived that." Kinley said.
"Blood spurted out of his mouth, okay? That doesn't exactly qualify as a minor injury." Stiles explained. "He's dead and we're next." Stiles then began to freak out a little.
"Okay, then what do we do?" Scott asked.
"We get to my jeep, we get out of here, and you seriously think about quitting your job, good?" Stiles offered.
Kinley was about to say it was not Deaton again, but she didn't see it going anywhere. Stiles was pretty convinced at this point, and they had bigger things to worry about like getting out of here alive.
The three ran to the window to see what their best option for getting to Stiles' jeep was. Kinley went to open a window, but Stiles said that wouldn't work because the school was climate controlled, which meant that none of the windows could be opened. Kinley sighed heavily. They were running out of options. Scott offered to break the window and Kinley said that would make too much noise. They would be found out for sure. Stiles suggested they could run really fast after the loud noise of the breaking window, but that would be a close call. Just then Scott noticed something about Stiles jeep.
"Stiles, what's wrong with the hood of your jeep?" He asked.
"What do you mean? Nothing's wrong." Stiles replied.
Kinley looked closely. "It's bent." She told him.
"Like dented?" Stiles asked, and got closer to the window, not looking at all happy. He seemed more worried about this jeep than himself at that moment.
"No, like bent." Kinley responded.
"What the hell happ-" But before Stiles could finish his thought, something came crashing through the window. Stiles grabbed her and pulled her to the ground. She could feel glass shattering above her head. Stiles stood over her shielding her from it. She heard something heavy hit the floor and slide across it. All three slowly looked up and saw Stiles' jeep battery in the middle of the classroom.
Stiles went to stand up, but Scott stopped him.
"We have to move." Stiles told him and Stiles was right.
"He could be right outside." Scott argued.
"He is right outside." Kinley said. "That's why we have to move."
"Just let me take a look." Scott asked.
All three slowly moved up to look out the windows. They scanned the area for any sign of the alpha wolf. None of them saw anything. The place was quiet, most likely too quiet. They decided if there was a time to leave, it was now. They walked out into the hallway and looked around.
"This way." Scott suggested and began to walk down the hallway, but Stiles grabbed him.
"Somewhere without windows." Stiles told them.
"This is a school. Every room has to have windows." Kinley replied. "By law."
"Or somewhere with less windows." Stiles suggested.
"The locker room." Scott offered.
All three agreed and ran down the hall to the boys locker room. It was the closest of the two.
As they walked in, Scott asked Stiles to call his dad, but Stiles was wary about the idea. He was afraid of what might happen if he dad got caught in the middle of a werewolf battle. He made the point that even though they had guns, it took a wolfsbane laced bullet to just slow Derek down.
"What about you uncle?" Stiles asked. "He's dealt with werewolves before."
"True but..." Kinley replied. "I am not even supposed to be looking into this. If he finds out, we're gone for sure and then we're no help to anyone."
"Well, if you're dead then you're really no help either." Stiles argued.
"And he is also in Arizona for next week or so looking into another case. Even if I do call, he won't be here in time." She told them.
"Then we just have to get out and make a run for it." Scott told them.
"There's nothing near the school for at least a mile." Stiles sighed. Everything seemed to be working against them.
"What about Derek's car." Kinley asked. It should still be able to run.
"That could work." Stiles replied. "We go outside, get the keys off his body." Stiles cringed at the thought and made a disgusted noise to accompany the disgusted face. "And then we take his car."
"And him?" Kinley asked.
Stiles looked at her with an odd expression but still agreed. All three started to head for the door of the locker room to execute their plan, but when Stiles reached for the door, Scott grabbed his hand.
"What?" Stiles asked.
"I think I heard something." Scott replied.
A few seconds later Kinley also heard something. It sounds like footsteps. Stiles must have heard it too because all three backed up farther into the locker room.
"Hide." Scott told them.
Stiles went to the nearest locker, opened it and threw him and Kinley into it. Scott must have gotten into another because Kinley heard another locker open and close. Kinley and Stiles were now jammed as close as possible to each other in the locker.
"Well, this is new for today?" Stiles said, amused as he remembered hiding under the coaches desk earlier.
Kinley sighed and shook her head at Stiles. The alpha could be right outside and he was joking around. Kinley then heard something and quickly covered Stiles' mouth with her hand. Stiles went rigid, and they both stopped breathing. Kinley couldn't see out of the locker window, but Stiles could. She knew because she saw his eyes widen in fear when she heard footsteps getting closer. She then heard a scream, and Stiles opened the locker and pushed her out. She was about to run when she saw it was just the janitor. She released her breathe and her muscles relaxed.
The janitor was not pleased to see them. He started pushing them out the locker room and back into the hallway, telling them to leave. Stiles kept trying to explain to him what was happening, but the janitor wasn't going to hear it. He just kept pushing them toward the door. He finally got them through the door and pointed for them to leave.
Before Stiles could even ask for a last time to explain, the janitor was pulled back into locker room and the door slammed shut. There was a scream and the three tried to get into the room, but it was no use. The door was stuck. Then suddenly blood splattered against the window and the janitors body flung against it. They watched the janitor flail and scream. Scott and Kinley kept trying to get the door open to save him, but it wouldn't budge. Stiles must have realized it was no use, and he pulled both Kinley and Scott away from the door.
They ran and as they rounded the corner, Kinley heard a loud thud that sounded like something heavy hitting the floor. She wanted to turn back and see what it was, but Stiles kept pulling her forward. They headed for the nearest exit door. They got there, and it was blocked by a dumpster. They tried another, and it was blocked too. This creature was doing anything to keep them inside.
Stiles was getting more frustrated as they walked down a hall, trying to find another exit. He even griped about how he was not going to die in school. They passed a row of windows, and Kinley stopped because something across the school grounds caught her attention. On the roof across the courtyard, there was something moving. It looked like a black shape was prowling in circles. The other two stopped and looked as well. It was the alpha, she realized. And just as she figured out what it was, the alpha noticed them. Glowing red eyes stared back at her. They all knew what was about to happen. So, they ran for it again. The windows exploded behind them as the werewolf came crashing through. Kinley again felt glass shards hitting her back one again.
As they ran, they hit a spot where they had two options, one was go through the doors and down the stairs, and the other was turn and run down another the hallway. Kinley picked the hallway. She sprinted for a good few minutes before she realized that no one was chasing her, and no one was with her. She stopped and put her hands on her knees. She was panting from constant running. She waited for her breath to even out and then she looked around. There was no sign of Scott or Stiles anywhere. They must have gone down the stairs, but they could have gone anywhere from there. She had to find them.
Kinley walked cautiously back from where she lost the boys. She came upon the spot where they all turned different ways. Nothing here told her where they went either. She turned and faced where the three had started their running escape from the alpha. All she saw was the destruction. There was glass everywhere and more than 6 windows were completely gone. Explaining what happened here tonight to everyone was going to be difficult.
She snapped out of the thoughts about what would happen after this night was over when she suddenly heard an angry roar below her and not too far down the hall. Before she could run to the sound, the floor in front of her cracked and a claw reached up. Kinley screamed and backed away from the monster. She stumbled slightly on the broken pieces of the floor that were forming around her feet. The monster saw her as she backed up and fixed its red eyes on her.
At that moment, she swore she heard someone scream her name, but she didn't have time to check if it was Scott or Stiles. She immediately took off down another hallway and hit yet another blocked door. She turned to see the creature staring at her. Her only option was the stairway up to the second floor on her left. She was not happy about going up, but she didn't have any other options. She went through the stairwell doors and slammed them behind her. She put the locks up on them to buy her some time. She took the stairs two at a time as fast as she could. She took a right out of the stairway and ended up in the sciences hallway. She checked door after door, but each one was locked. She finally found one that was open and jumped into the classroom. She shut the door and then blocked the door with a chair. She put herself against the wall next to the door and hoped the beast didn't see her. She could hear it breathing. It stopped in front of her door, but then quickly ran the other way. Kinley had no idea why it left, but she let out a sigh of relief. Of course the relief was short-lived when she remembered that the alpha could have run off to find Scott and Stiles.
Part of her wanted to run out of the classroom and immediately try to find Scott and Stiles, but she knew she had to keep a level-head. She needed to get out of this room safely and find them in a smart way or she would end up dead and really be no help to the boys.
She turned away from door and the hallway to think. She noticed she was in one of the chemistry classrooms. That didn't really help her. She didn't know the layout of the school that well. She went over to the window to see where she was in comparison to earlier. She must have only been a floor up because she could still see Stiles jeep and Derek's car out the window. But those weren't the only cars in the parking lot anymore. Jackson's Porsche was there too.
When did he get here? Was he also in the school with them? Why would Jackson even come to the school this late? Him being here made no sense. He was now the third problem she was going to have to deal with.
She looked down and knew there was no way she could break a window and jump. Even if she did survive the fall, she wouldn't be able to move fast enough to get to Derek's body and get his keys before being killed. It looked like her best bet was to sit here until she heard something to lead her back to the boys or just wait for someone to find her. She hated that idea, but it was the best she had. She couldn't move without a specific destination in mind at this point. She also still didn't know the school well enough to know shortcuts and ways around like the others did.
She sat near enough to the door to see and hear, but far enough, so she could move quickly and not be seen. She sat there for a while racking her brain for a better plan, but nothing was coming to her. She waited there for probably the longest 20 minutes of her life.
She hated not being able to do things in normal circumstances, but when her friends were in danger, she started to go crazy. After a little while, she finally heard footsteps down the hall. They were moving fast and there was quite a few of them. She looked out and saw Stiles, Scott, Jackson, Lydia, and Allison all there. She flung the door open to her classroom, reached for Stiles arm and told them all to get into the classroom.
After they were all in, Scott saw the chair and moved it back in front of the door. All the teenagers stood there frozen covering their mouths as the werewolf passed by the door. The moment the creature passed completely, everyone let out a sigh of relief except Stiles. Instead, Stiles grabbed Kinley and brought her into a back breaking hug. She couldn't breath because it was so tight.
He finally let go but kept his hands on her upper arms and said quietly, "I thought you were dead." His voice was strained like the words were almost impossible to say. He kept looking into her eyes like he wanted to memorize everything about her. She stared back but only for a moment because she realized how weird this must look to everyone else in the room. Kinley quickly moved her gaze away from his and stepped away.
"Please, it takes more than a..." She looked at the crowd and wasn't sure what they knew and changed her wording a bit. "...homicidal freak to get rid of me." She said. As usual, tell a joke when you have an emotional moment. "What happened to you guys?" She asked Scott and Stiles, "and when did they get here?"
"We don't have time for that." Scott told Kinley and then turned to Jackson. "Jackson, how many can you fit in your car?"
"Five..." He answered and seemed pretty confident that was the correct answer.
"Five?" Allison questioned. "I could barely fit in the back."
"It doesn't matter." Kinley told them. "There's no getting out without attracting attention. Trust me I've tried to figure one out."
"What about this?" Scott pointed to a door in the front right corner of the classroom. He walked over to it. Kinley and Stiles followed him, leaving the others near the hallway door. "This leads to the roof. We can go down the fire escape to the parking lot in, like, seconds." He told them quietly.
"That's a high security lock." Kinley told him. Kinley could pick locks but those types of locks were a lot trickier and they really didn't have the tools or the time.
"The janitor has a key." Scott reminded them
"You mean his body has a key." Stiles corrected.
"I can get it. I can find him by scent, by blood." He offered.
"Well, gee, that sounds like an incredibly terrible idea." Stiles replied and Kinley was inclined to agree with him. He would die out there alone.
"Yeah, what else ya got?" Kinley asked.
"I'm getting the key." Scott ignored them and walked back to the group.
Scott started heading out the door when Allison stepped in his way.
"Are you serious?" Allison asked.
"Some has to get the key if we wanna get out of here." Scott replied.
"You can't go out there unarmed." Allison argued.
Kinley could tell Allison was fighting tears and thinking of anything to keep Scott in the room. Scott, the idiot he was, responded to Allisons argument by grabbing a projector pointer with a cartoon hand on it. It was about as useful as a piece of string in this situation.
"It's better than nothing." Scott shrugged and told the group.
"There has to be something else." Stiles said.
Then Lydia chimed in. "There is." She stated.
Kinley followed Lydia's eye line to the cabinet filled with chemistry supplies.
Lydia had Jackson break into the cabinet. She told them the cabinet held everything they needed to make a "self-igniting Molotov cocktail." Basically, Lydia knew off the top of her head how to make a fire bomb. Kinley was extremely impressed and couldn't believe how smart this girl actually was. She was never going to complain about having Lydia as a lab partner again.
Lydia grabbed all the ingredients she needed and laid them out on the table. She began mixing things and asked Jackson for the last ingredient, sulfuric acid. He looked between two beakers and then finally chose one and handed it to her. She gave it one last stir and then gave it to Scott.
When Scott was handed the beaker, Allison had finally had it. "No, no, no, no, you cannot go out there."
"I can't just sit here waiting for Stiles' dad to have to check his messages." Scott replied to her.
"You could die. Don't you get that?" She argued. "He's killed three people." Tears were beginning to form in her eyes.
"And we're next." Scott replied and Allison sighed, feeling overwhelmed. "Somebody has to do something." He told her and began to walk towards the door.
Allison stopped him. "Just stop. Do you remember..." She was beginning to cry and her words were coming out in between sobs. "Do you remember when you told me you knew whether or not I was lying? That I had a tell. Well, so do you. You're a horrible liar. And you've been lying all night. Just please...please don't go. Don't leave us. Please." She begged.
Scott paused for a moment, and Kinley knew he wanted to stay for Allison, but that is exactly why he had to leave. He would protect that girl if it took his life. He told Stiles to lock the door behind him and then Allison grabbed him for one last kiss before he walked out the door. The moment the door shut, Allison broke down in tears. Lydia went over to comfort her, and Kinley pulled Stiles aside to find out what happened to them.
Kinley found out that Scott and Stiles had trapped the wolf for a little while in the basement but it escaped through the ceiling to the first floor. Scott then heard Allison's phone ring in the school. Scott followed the sound, and it led him to Allison with her two tag-a-longs, Lydia and Jackson. Apparently, Allison got a text from an anonymous person pretending to be Scott to lure her to the school.
"But why would anyone want more people here? It just adds more witnesses or people to kill." Kinley wondered out loud.
"We don't know. Scott thinks that the alpha might want revenge on Allison's family or something since Derek said the spiral symbol meant a vendetta." Stiles told her.
"That almost makes sense but not really." Kinley replied. "I guess we'll worry about that later if we get out of here alive."
Stiles put his arm around her, and it actually helped her breath a little more evenly. Stiles was becoming someone who had a great calming effect on Kinley. It only took a touch or sometimes even a few, most likely sarcastic, words to put her at ease. They just stood there together, leaning against the whiteboard, waiting.
"He's been gone a long time." Allison noted.
At those words, Lydia looked over at the table of her chemistry ingredients. "Jackson, you handed me the sulfuric acid right?" She asked. "It has to be sulfuric acid. It won't ignite if it's not."
"I gave you exactly what you asked for, didn't I?" Jackson replied angrily.
"Yeah...yeah, I'm sure you did." Lydia said quietly, not wanting to upset him further.
They all stared at the ingredients except Kinley. She got up and checked. "Which one Jackson? Which one did you hand her?" Kinley demanded.
Jackson seemed a little taken aback by her straightforwardness. "I...I don't know, okay. I don't know." He replied.
"I have to go." Kinley told them and headed for the door. Stiles got in her way.
"No." He said.
"Stiles, move." She told him with all the intensity she could muster. "If that fire bomb doesn't work, Scott could be in serious trouble. He can't be out there alone." She argued.
"Yeah and neither should you. I'm not losing my best friend and you in one night. I won't do it." He told her. He crossed his arms to assert he was not moving.
"If not me then who?" She whispered. "I am the only one here who is capable of handling themselves out there. I have the best shot at getting back with the keys."
"And what if you don't come back, huh?" Stiles questioned. "Do we just send out all of best shots until none of us are left?"
Kinley let out a frustrated sigh. "No, I'm the last to leave. If I don't come back, barricade the door and stay away from the windows. That will be all of your best shots at surviving. Just keep calling your dad until he picks up." Stiles still stood there with his arms crossed, refusing to move. "You know I will just make you move if I have to." She told him.
Stiles glared at her, and then groaned and dropped his arms to his sides. He knew her well enough now to know that when she decided something, there was no changing her mind. She went to open the door and Stiles grabbed her arm.
"Please, just promise me you won't do anything too risky. It won't be worth it." He told her.
Kinley knew that a was a promise she wouldn't be able to keep. She was the last chance to get them out of here. So instead of telling Stiles yes or no, she placed her hand in his, kissed him on the cheek and then walked out the door. As she closed the door, she heard Allison get up and say something, but she shut the door before Allison could try and convince her to stay.
She slowly walked down the hallway, checking for signs of Scott or the Alpha. She headed toward the gym, knowing that was where the body of the janitor was before. It had to be somewhere near the locker room. Every noise she heard made her jump, and she constantly looked over her shoulder. All of her senses were on over-drive. This was one of the riskiest things she had ever done. As she got closer to the gym, she heard a low growling coming from basketball court. She moved quickly but quietly toward it. When she got there she saw the wolf standing over Scott. It howled so loudly that Kinley had to cover her ears. After howl ended, the alpha ran off. Kinley didn't know why, but she didn't care because she saw Scott writhing on the floor.
"Scott, Scott, are you okay?" She asked, but he just kept screaming and convulsing on the floor.
He was turning, Kinley realized. He let out one final moan and became the full werewolf. He turned to face her. His breathing was heavy and jagged like an angry, rapid dog. He had the look of a killer in his eyes. He was now under the alpha's influence. This could happen in packs. The Alpha had the ability to control betas when they were weak or poor at controlling their own werewolf abilities. She needed to bring him back.
She stood up and moved farther away from him. She put her hands up to try and show him that she was not going to hurt him "Scott, it's me. Your friend. I'm your friend, Kinley. You don't want to hurt me." She told him in as soothing voice as she could under the extremely terrifying circumstances. He growled in response.
She backed away slowly, trying to keep him calm, but he just kept moving closer to her with a deadly stare. Before Kinley could react, he threw a clawed punch at her side, leaving a large gash in her torso. She screamed in pain and fell to the floor, clutching her side. Scott passed her and headed toward where she came from. Kinley knew where he was headed. He was going to the chemistry classes. She got herself up and followed him. She limped her way there, leaving a trail of blood behind her. She was nearing where Stiles and everyone else was. She saw Scott was only a few paces ahead of her in the chemistry hallway. She found someone's discarded pen on the ground and threw it at him to get his attention. He turned to face her again.
This time she knew just talking wasn't going to do it. She tried to tap into whatever she did when she saved Derek and Deaton. It was mostly a fear response, she thought. It had to do with protecting people. She focused on the people in the chemistry class, and that if she failed, they would be dead. Stiles would be dead and killed by his best friend. She wouldn't allow that to happen. She was not going to let him die because he got caught up in all of this. The fear of loss began to fill her, and her body started panicking. Then it began to hum again and she could feel the power coursing through her. A slight green glow blurred her vision. Hopefully her power could at least send him across the room and knock him out. However, the instinct to attack didn't kick in this time. Instead she began to whisper so only Scott could hear.
"You're in control, Scott, not the alpha. Remember Allison. Think of who you're trying to kill. Think of Stiles. You don't want to do this." She whispered. Her voice sounded a little strange. It had a more melodic and calming tune to it.
Scott face contorted, and he dropped to his knees and put his head in his hands. He struggled on the ground and then froze for a few seconds. When he lifted his head again, he was Scott and not the wolf. He then opened the palm of his hand and dropped the key to the floor. A metallic ring sounded through the hallway. The moment Kinley heard the ring of the key hitting the floor, she collapsed and everything went black.