Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf, only Lizzie.

[CHAPTER TWO – Just a Little Push]

Theo remembered everything. The fear that was something he had never really experienced before and the agonizing pain when the doctors started the procedure that, in the end, turned him into what he was now. Looking back it didn't seem to be such a big deal anymore because he knew it was for the better. After all he was the only successful chimera so far, the prime example for the doctors that their theories were right.

Sure, they killed his parents to cut the very last strings he had with his old life, but it didn't matter now. He was strong and had a pack of his own.

But Lizzie was, let's say, something old. A person from his life before the kidnapping and the transformation, someone the doctors would have normally eliminated in case she appeared uninvited. It had taken long hours of talking during which he tried to explain why her presence was important and just when he believed they would say no, the doctors eventually agreed to change her for him.

The girl's eyes finally opened and she tried to raise her hand to cover a yawn but soon realized it was tied down. Surprise took over and suddenly Lizzie was wide awake, looking around with a confused look on her face. Theo had to admit she was kind of adorable like this, still sleepy as if she'd just had long hours of sleep after an exhausting day. Well, she really did have a long day, but she wasn't out for longer than two hours.

"Why am I tied down?" she asked him with a frown, still trying to raise her hand.

Theo looked around the dark basement, his eyes searching for any sign of the doctors being around. A neon light flickered rhythmically in a far corner but it had nothing to do with them; the damn thing had been like this ever since they arrived. He knew they wouldn't be thrilled to see him being so gentle with her, acting as if he was trying to seduce her. Of course in reality that was exactly what he was doing, but not only to get the girl but to gain some kind of control over her. She didn't like to be told what to do so he needed to find a way to change that.

"It's necessary for the," he began to answer but paused for a second to find the right word, "treatment."

"What are you planning to do to me?" Lizzie asked suspiciously.

"You assume I want to hurt you, but really, I'm just trying to make you better," he informed the girl as he stopped and put his hand on the table right next to her head. "But we've never really been average, have we, Lizzie?"

"Go and fuck yourself, Raeken."

His fingers caressed her cheek as he leaned down to her, speaking with the volume of his voice kept down. "Seriously? Now you call me by my last name? If I remember correctly you only do that with those you hate."

"Oh, don't worry, I don't hate you," she quickly replied with an obviously fake hint of kindness in her voice. "I despise you. Why the hell wouldn't I feel like that? After all you only strapped me to this goddamn table and who knows what exactly you are planning to do with me you-"

"Keep it quiet, okay?" he interrupted her angrily. "Trust me, Lizzie, you don't want to upset them with your hysteria."

"Who are you even talking about? Who are they?"

"Those who will turn you into something better. They are called the Dread Doctors."

"They sound delightful. And what do you mean by turning me something better?" Theo decided to skip the explanation and instead he flashed his yellow eyes and fangs at her without saying a word. "What the hell?!"

"I'm a werewolf. Well, half werewolf, half werecoyote."

"So what, you want to turn me into a unicorn? You know, half horse, half rhino. That would be awesome."

Before he had the chance to reply to her sarcastic comment the familiar electric noises of the doctors filled his ears which meant he ran out of time. They wouldn't let him stay right next to her but maybe it was for the best: she would be awake for most part of the process, only passing out when the pain became unbearable and he didn't need her to watch him during this.

As he let out a sigh, Theo sat down on the cold metal stairs and rested his elbows on his knees. He had seen several other kids becoming experimental chimeras but this time he was almost anxious. Not because there was a chance she would be a failure-though he doubted it would happen-but because he needed her for his plan. Whether the Dread Doctors would eventually support him or not, he knew she was the right choice for this.

Neither Scott nor Stiles knew her so she could even be a double agent for him if he wanted her to be. Not like he needed to do more harm to the alpha's pack. It was, after all, practically non-existent. But who knew, there might as well be a situation in which her help would be crucial in the future. Maybe something related to Tracy and Hayden, because he had a feeling those two would cause him trouble.

Theo listened to her desperate screams and the wide selection of curses as the trio of doctors turned her into a chimera piece by piece. With a small smile that had just crept on his lips he pulled out his phone from the pocket of his jacket and spent the remaining time playing games and checking on his betas. They were doing great on their own, which was good, but he didn't necessarily want them to be too independent.

He needed minions, mindless little soldiers who couldn't survive alone for long. Well, sooner or later their condition would worsen again anyway.

Long hours passed before the doctors finally finished the process and left her there for now. Soon they would go and bury her like the rest, but Theo had a feeling they wanted to give him a chance to talk to her first. So he stood up and carefully walked down the stairs, his eyes resting on the operating table in the middle of the steam covered room. He ran his fingers down the side of her face, happy to see her eyes open slowly.

"Morning, Lizzie," he said softly.

The girl hissed when she tried to move, her body probably aching from the procedure. "Where am I?" she asked hoarsely.

"It doesn't matter. You're safe."

"Theo, please." Her green eyes almost begged him for an answer but he didn't want to explain it all just yet. Then she spoke up again with a dreamy smile, completely changing the topic. "I've just had a dream in which you attacked me."

"Well, that wasn't a dream," he admitted nonchalantly.

"What?"

Smiling down at her, Theo only shook his head. "We'll talk about this later, okay?"

"No, it's not okay, damn it!"

"Relax, it was necessary roughness," he explained with a laugh as he leaned down to kiss her forehead.

"You're a total psycho."

"There's nothing new about this little piece of information, Lizzie. We've both known that for years."

Once again they were interrupted and he had to leave her there. He knew the doctors wouldn't let him go with them to the woods where they buried the new chimeras, so Theo considered going home to get some sleep. But what if he missed the moment when she got out of that hole? No, he wanted to be there to greet her, to explain how good it will be once she learned how to control her new powers. Lizzie was part werewolf, that much he knew, but the other creature was nothing more but a question mark in his mind. Well, they would find out soon enough.

The chilly night air slowly filled Lizzie's lungs and this feeling was simply wonderful compared to the one that accompanied the dirt she had coughed up only a few minutes before. That was the disgusting and quite depressing side effect of being buried alive, she knew it. All she could do for now was sucking it up and trying to find Theo and those doctors. What did he call them? The Dread Doctors, maybe. She couldn't remember clearly, which was probably the result of the lack of oxygen in her brain. But minute by minute she felt better as if her body was slowly healing; the cuts on her hands mysteriously disappeared, her breathing became even and she finally started to remember things.

Things like Theo walking over while she was tied to that metal table, telling her he only wanted to make her better. Maybe this weird healing was the result of this makeover. But there was one thing she still couldn't quite understand: how was this even possible? Maybe it wasn't possible after all and she was simply going crazy; whatever Theo had done to her came with some sort of brain damage.

Whatever Theo's real plan was-and she was sure he had some ulterior motive-she needed a plan of her own. As of now she had two main goals for the following hours or days: finding out what Theo wanted and did to her exactly, and also figuring out how to get away from him. No matter how badly she just wanted to run out of the woods, find her car and drive away, she couldn't do it because she still needed some time to regain her strength.

Lizzie sat on the ground and leaned back on the comfortable bed of leaves with her arms under her head. Why couldn't she just fall asleep? It would had been much better, drifting off to sleep while listening to the night sounds of the woods. Then footsteps broke the silence and mere seconds later Theo appeared from the shadows.

"I'm glad you're okay," he told her as he grabbed her hand to pull her up.

It was so strange; she wanted to say something in return but her ears caught a sound she couldn't resist listening to. Theo was the source, or so it seemed, and she wondered if he heard it, too.

"Lizzie, what's wrong?"

"Shhh, just listen. Can't you hear it?"

"Hear what?"

The girl's eyes were fixed on his chest as she very slowly walked up to him with a smile on her face. It was so beautiful, that sound. "Your blood," she then told him, her gaze finally shifting to his face. "Is this what you hear all the time?"

"Lizzie?"

"It's your heart. It's beating so strong, pumping your blood and this... I can hear your blood moving through your veins. It's calling out to me, Theo," she said with a delicate chuckle. "And there's this sweet smell, too."

Whatever was happening, she knew her appearance was simultaneously changing as well. Her teeth felt different, bigger and more rigged as her tongue slid over them, while the skin under her eyes hurt a tiny bit, as if it had shrunk from dryness. But the worst, or scariest as of now, was the fact she couldn't control her new urges. All her actions were controlled by a part of her mind she could do nothing with. Could she stop if she wanted to? Did she even want to stop? He wouldn't die after all. Even if Theo looked not only concerned but slightly terrified, she wouldn't kill him.

The boy's body stiffened when she gently put her right palm on the side of his neck, her thumb caressing his skin in a soothing manner. Theo then visibly loosened up, even a small, satisfied smile appeared on his lips as if he had just won this little game between them. But Lizzie knew better than to believe him and her sudden thirst was irresistibility strong. The fingernails on her left hand changed; she didn't have to look at it to know they had grown longer in the previous seconds as if her body was getting ready for a feast.

She leaned closer, her lips hovering over his without touching it. But Theo didn't want to stop here; he decided to ignore the fact her teeth were different, maybe even sharp at the moment and he kissed her hungrily. Lizzie wondered how long it'd been since he was with anyone, if the doctors ever let him have a normal life of his own. When his hand sneaked around her waist to pull her closer she knew it was time to do it. His heart was beating so fast from excitement that the sound of this vital organ pumping his blood almost deafened her. There was no need to break the kiss, all she had to do was tilting his head to the side before stabbing her long and sharp fingernails into his neck.

His blood slowly flooded into Lizzie through her needle-like nails and the warmth brought an almost manic smile out of her. She threw her head back as she laughed, enjoying the sight of Theo sinking to the dirty ground from the loss of blood.

"Karma's a bitch, isn't it?" she asked quietly, strangely enough mostly from herself than the original chimera. "Goodnight, Theo," the girl added before putting her foot on his chest and easily pushing him on the ground. "See you later."

Before she turned around to walk away, heading straight to Theo's house to get her car, Lizzie looked down at the boy one more time. He was lying there, trying to stop the bleeding by pressing his hand against the wound on his neck, but at the very same time he smiled. He had this satisfied smile on his lips as if this had been exactly what he wanted to see from her.

Well, thanks for reading, I hope you liked this chapter. Reviews are obviously welcome because I'd like to know what you think about the story so far. Also, I don't really have time to write recently, sorry about that, but I've been trying to dust off my gif-making knowledge lately so every once in a while I'll post gifsets on my tumblr account (qwertysfanfictions).