The Reluctant Champion

by thequietone309

Six months after the series finale, Scott McCall has been feeling helpless and doubting that he's a good alpha by the way things have gone with him and his friends. He has also been having dreams such vivid about a young woman he has never met. With the way things have been going Scott just wants an ending where no one dies because of him and that he can finally get it right.

5. Chapter 5 Divide and Conquer

Thunder pounded the building as it echoed through the halls of the empty school, along with frantic footsteps.

Stiles runs through the halls trying to find the girl, he rushed into the library only to find the carnage that the earthquake left. Shattered glass draped the floor, bookshelves knocked over, overwhelmed with the feeling of helplessness, and on the verge of a panic attack. Tears spill down his face as it proves to be too much for our Stiles.

"Help." A tiny voice pleads.

Stiles instincts kick in. He then turns his sights onto the confused maiden who was cradling her knight's body as the chaos around them was creeping in.

Stiles rushes to the girl's aid. He kicks glass out of the way, and heads onto the stairs. He takes the girl's hand and groans almost in pain as it is lathered in blood. He then proceeds to help Derek up to his feet with the help from the girl who uses her body as a crutch to help support his weight.

Derek began to lean on her too much, she struggles to keep him on his feet, but trying to keep a werewolf who just happened to tower over her and weighed more than her, is not an easy task.

"Tierisch, just hang on a bit longer." The girl pleaded, but her pleads went unheard as Derek fell to the floor taking the girl along with him.

The girl struggling to get Derek off of her for Derek had landed on top of her.

"What the-" Stiles rushes to the two and helps the girl get Derek off of her and up against a railing.

"Thank you." The girl said out of breath.

"

Are you okay?" Stiles asked in a concerned voice.

"Aye, just tired."

Stiles examines the girl as her hands were covered in blood. He looks to Derek who lays on conscious, unsure what had transpired.

"He's not healing." The girl stated taking Stiles out of his thoughts, "Someone meddled."

"What?"

"The zombie moon is out, the accursed moon. Someone did something and whatever they did or were trying to do has come with great consequences."

"Consequence?"

"Yes, how are you friends, how's Scott is he all right?"

"Yeah." Stiles said trying to keep his head up, "I mean no." Stiles admitted knowing fully well no one is okay, and that his friend may have inadvertently caused a disruption in the balance scales, "He's in the showers. He's-"

Stiles looks at Derek as he's noticed that Derek is shifted. The girl catches sight of this.

"Like him?"

"Yeah."

"Where are the others?"

"I don't know."

"If this is affecting your friend and him it may be affecting the others too."

"Right." Stiles' mind was going haywire trying to make sense of this whole thing, he felt that it was the Nemeton all over again.

"Is the beast still out and about?"

"Just give me a minute." Stiles panicked. "I don't know."

The girl him by the chin to turn him to her, "Go to your friend see if he still he's still him. I'll go check."

"No you stay right here." Stiles ordered as he placed the girl back on the steps, "I don't think it's a good idea to leave you here. But its not a good idea for you to go out alone."

"I'll be fine, I can take care of myself."

"I'm sure you can from what I've heard, but Scott's been through a lot and he's been fighting hard for you."

"Why?"

"He's the alpha and since he's the alpha maybe he can bring the pack to order and we can take it from there."

"Don't you think you expect a little too much from him?"

"I don't expect him to do anything, I never did."

"And what do you expect out of this situation?"

"That we get out."

A painful groan is heard from behind, Derek has regained consciousness, he struggles to get up.

"Hey hey hey, don't move." Stiles warned.

"Where is she?" Derek nearly in a panic as awareness creeps in and his mental gears start to kick in.

"She's here. She's right there." Stiles soothes.

The girl comes into Derek's view. Derek sighs in relief. "Someone meddled."

"I heard."

"All of this is happening because of it. What did he do?"

"What did who do?" the girl intercepted.

"Uh, how about you stay here with him, I'll go check on Scott and I'll bring you a first aid kit" Stiles nervously suggested

Stiles as if now on auto pilot sprints off out of the library and down the hall only to run back. He digs into his pocket and pulls out a protein bar.

"Don't know if you ate, but here. Its s'more flavor it's really good." He states as he went into motion down the hall.

The girl looked on before turning her attention to Derek who is clearly not fit to even get up.

Elsewhere, at the highway, the ghost riders examine the body of there fallen comrade as they find it mauled.

"Leave him." A deep voice ordered, "You've taken many girls, none of which are the one I'm looking for. Find the girl and bring them to me. The more time she stays alive the move likely I am dethroned. Find her!"

Thunder roared through the skies, causing Derek to jerk awake. He looks around and sees the fair maiden looking around the room. He notices scars up and down her feet and what he finds even stranger is that the girl walks on the balls of her feet.

"I've just realized that another year has come and gone and with that another Christmas where I did not get what I asked for." The girl told, "I ask for it every year and people insist on give me books. I love books, but I would rather have that more."

"What did you usually ask for?" Derek inquired.

"Wooly socks."

This answer made Derek raise an eyebrow, the answer was quite unexpected for he expected something else.

"I already have the scarf, mittens and hat, all of which are orange and yellow, I'm just missing the socks. Every year I ask for them and every year I don't get them." The girl explained, "But never did I ever think that the year would lead me to this." The girl sits next to Derek.

Derek stares at the girl mesmerized by her beauty, but find that something is a mess with her. He simply takes her by the chin and turns her face towards him. He finds a blue purplish bruise on her cheekbone. Silent raged washed over him as he wanted to kill the bastard who hit her and soon finds himself leaning in as if to tenderly kiss the bruise which leads to her lips. He stops himself knowing that this is not the time nor the place to steal a kiss. He finds himself being examined by the girl, he finds her eye trailing his features.

"May I?" she asks.

Derek nods granting her permission. The girl hesitantly trails her fingers long Derek face examining his facial features. Derek's had butterflies in his stomach for he never had anyone touch him or even look at him with such focus and curiosity especially in his wolf form.

"Does it hurt?" The girl asked.

"No."

"I've seen other werewolves, but they're mostly beastly. Full fledge, big and hairy, muscular and absolute no human aspects other than standing on their hind legs."

"Some of us can do that here."

"Were you born or turned?"

"Born"

"Are both your parents werewolves?"

"No just my mother."

"You're a mutt."

Derek rolls his eye clearly offended by the insult.

"I don't mean to offended. Just that you're not the first mutt I've met. Not only that some of them can go full on werewolf. You and your friend can one day become werewolves, you mostly likely since you're older and were an alpha once. Some can even turn into a full on wolf while other can do both, both a normal four legged wolf and into a full fledge werewolf." The girl explained.

"My mother and I can do that."

"You can turn into a wolf an actual wolf?" the girl asked with a twinkle in her eye.

"Yes."

A big smile grew on her face, "I thought only south Asian werewolves could do that. Your mother could do that?"

"Yes, could when she was alive."

"She would be proud."

"I guess."

"You'll be a full fledge werewolf one day. You'll be just like those European werewolves. Soon America will have their very own werewolves."

"They already do?"

"Well ones we've all come to know. The ones I know, but you're the first I've met that will be able to do both."

Derek was proud that he had something on Scott, though he still couldn't find out why he would be jealous of Scott, but he seemed ot have the girl's favor.

"May I see your teeth?" the girl asked.

Derek nodded, he opened his mouth slightly and the girl slides her finger across the top of his bottom teeth. As Derek tried to behave, he turned his sights on the girl's neck. Derek starts to lean into her neck and starts to take in her scent. The girl stiffens for a moment as his hot breath hits her neck, before relaxing. Derek starts to grow limp as the girl wraps him in her arms and lays her head on his shoulder.

In the showers, Scott still sits under the spray trying to cook down as Stiles sits behind the lockers trying to figure out what to do.

"Stiles." Scott calls.

Stiles gets up from his post and rounds the corner to find his friend looking at his claws.

"This isn't working."

Stiles stands there helplessly unsure what to say or even what to do.

"She keeps saying someone meddled. I think she means you." Stiles exclaimed.

"The woman did say that what ever happens that I would have to deal with the consequences that come with it."

"What woman?"

"Someone woman, but it doesn't matter I meant what I said, as long as she doesn't have to pay the price, that's all that matters."

"Scott everything's messed up. Everyone's gone, there's nowhere to go, What are we suppose to do?"

"I don't know."

"All of this its affecting everyone, and I don't know where Isaac and Cora is, but I'm pretty sure they're having trouble to."

"Where is she?"

"She's with Derek."

Scott looks at his friend concerned.

"Don't worry she's safe. Looks like you're not the only one whose into her safety."

"You need to get her out of here."

"Wait what?"

"She can't be here, not with us."

"Scott have you forgotten that there this big beast like thing outside these doors that nearly tried to kill us not once, but twice already.

"Maybe it's gone by now."

"Or maybe not."

"Stiles I'm trying really hard here."

"Okay and I get that, but-"

"I would really appreciate it, if you would just help me alright-"

"I've been helping you all this time."

"You're expecting way too much of me. Too much."

Stiles went silent.

"I keep trying to be me, but every time, everytime I'm pulled back into this and everyone expects me to be a leader be an alpha, and I'm sorry I can't not when I can't be my own."

"So you think I'm expecting too much of you?"

"Feels like it."

"And what do you want me to do, huh? The only thing I've expected of you was to be you, never have I ever asked you to stop being you. Not once have I ever wanted to you act like anyone else, but you. Yeah, you have bad ideas, so does everyone else. Yeah you are way too quick to trust everybody, but that's what makes you, you."

"That's what she said."

Stiles began to feel like the girl had already taken his place.

"This is important to me, I know that this isn't her home, but it's important to me that she's safe. That is my only agenda, she's my mission."

Stiles looked to the ground trying to please his friend only to feel that this was a suicide mission from the beginning.

"Okay." Stiles gave in, "Okay Scott what do you want me to do? Just tell me what to do and I'll do it."

"I need you to get her out of here. Take her far away from us, I don't know how long we can keep control, not like this."

"Where do I need to take?"

"I don't know, just away from all this. Find Lydia, Liam everyone and just regroup."

"Okay Scott I'll do it."

"How's Derek?"

"You mean beside Derek just being Derek, he's fine, he's hurt, but he's fine. I don't know how he'll like this plan, he won't let that girl out of his sight not ever for a minute."

"See if you can take him too."

"Okay." Stiles raced out of the and back to the library where he was met with a sight he thought was all a dream.

Derek and the girl were no where to be found, Stiles raced out of there and went down the hall, where he came to an abrupt stop when he saw a bloodied hand print on the wall. He found his heart in his throat, when he rounded the corner he could barely manage to stand.

Derek was struggling. The girl attached to his side struggled ot keep him up. She puts him up against the wall where she slid to the ground.

"What the hell you two?" Stiles said as he ran to them.

"He insisted on going to a vault." The girl pressed, "I asked him what vault he kept on insisting, said something about that it could help."

"It looks like a horror movie back there."

"This whole thing is a horror film one where none of us have a script for. We're caught in a trap we can't get out."

"All because someone meddled?"

"Style there's no other reason. Someone made a crack in the scales of balance, the universe is trying to fix it. Whatever was suppose to happen can't happen now because of it, so like an immune system its trying to cut out the infection and is working over time to make it happen."

"Like what send a wild hunt?"

"Shut up." Derek growled.

"You're not making any sense how can someone meddle and cause all this?" Stiles berated the maiden.

"Its make perfect sense. This doesn't just happen." The girl protested.

"You're right it doesn't just happen!"

Derek roared at Stiles making the hall quake, making Stiles cover his eyes. Once Derek stopped roaring he put his head down.

"That's it." Stiles said clearly done with everything. He then took the girl by the arm,

"We need to go."

Stiles was about the lead the girl away from all this chaos until he felt what seemed like lugging a pile of rocks at the end of his arm. He pulled again, it seemed like the girl was fighting him.

He sighed, "You know I'm really not in the mood-" he was cut off by an expression on her face that clearly stated something else. She gave an embarrassed smile then turned to her other hand. He looked and saw an enlarged hand wrapped around the girl's wrist.

Stiles looked at her clearly unsure what to do next, "Okay I think we need-"

The girl shook her head. She turned to the struggling knight, and gently took her hand away from Stiles, she knelt down in front of her Tierisch. She turned to Stiles and oddly knew what was to happen.

"We have to go, we can't stay here, not like this." The girl said.

Derek still had a grip on her writs and tightened it, but it softened when she put her hand on it. She rubbed her thumb on his knuckles.

"He only wants to help, that's all. He's just overwhelmed, he has a front row seat to where he's forced to watch this whole thing fall down and there's nothing he can do about it. The ground is caving in between where was are standing and the fact that we have no choice, but to accept the fact that we are to fall into the abyss, and like us has no idea what or why this is happening, its unnatural."

Stiles couldn't believe that a mere stranger understood what he was going through especially when they haven't known each other long.

"He's trying to help his friend, your friend is going through something that he has yet to have conquered. Both of your minds and possibly the others are not in good states to fight this." The girl said.

"She's right." Stiles chimmed in, "Scott needs me to take her away from her."

"You don't even know if that this is still out there." Derek said.

"You're right, but if I was in my natural state it wouldn't be an issue, we wouldn't be here it would already have been dead and gone, but I'm not in my natural states and Style here is not like you. Right now we need to regroup, Style and I will try to find the others and when you're back to your state of mind we can all reunite and figure out a new plan of attack." The girl said.

"Listen to her Derek she's making a lot of sense." Stiles said.

"If you're like this you are in no position to protect us, you can't protect us."

Derek put his head down in defeat, he felt like he was breaking his promise to her, but she was right. Right now he wants to rip everything apart, wanting nothing to take this girl over his shoulder and take her far away from this, but even the thought scared him for he was afraid of what he'd might to do her and it wouldn't be protecting. Derek let out a shaky breath at the thought he didn't want to hurt this beautiful woman in front of her, he only wanted to get her home, but how could he when he was a monster.

"Stiles." He struggled without growling.

"Yeah." Stiles said shaky

"You got your bat?"

"Yes, I got my bat."

"Don't lose her."

"I won't."

"Look after her don't let anything happen to her."

"I won't I swear she'll be safe."

"She better be because if not I'm going to rip your throat out with me teeth." Derek warned.

"When haven't I heard that before?" Stiles said in a sarcastic tone.

Derek looked at his maiden who gave him a sad smile, he leaned his head on hers. She put her hand on his head having her thumb rub along the apple of his cheek. Stiles took the girl by her arm and took her away. The girl took one final look at Derek who looked on with a sad expression on his face.

The two then traveled down an array of halls.

"Does he always say that to you?" The girl asked.

"Always I don't know this is like the third time I lost count." Stiles said.

"So what's the plan, what can I do to help, and what do we need?"

"The plan is get out, I need you to stay with me at all times, and we need to find a way to get out."

"There's a lot of exits any idea which one is a good one?"

"We could try-" A thought came to mind which on Stiles on cloud nine,
"The vault."

"The vault, what vault?"

"The vault we can get out that way."

"You mean the same vault Tierisch was talking about earlier?"

"That's the one."

"Why would a vault be in a school that's an odd place?"

"Its been here before the school."

"Okay where is it?"

"Its in the basement stay close."

They were walking down the hall and passed a corridor when Stiles doubled back and saw something at the end of the hall.

"Hello." Stiles called.

Movement could be seen from out in the shadows, as it was coming towards them, once it was out in the light it was Liam who made himself known, that and he was shifted.

"Hey Liam you okay?" Stiles asked.

Frantic tapping occurred on the back of his shoulder, when he turned to looked the maiden pointed to the end of the hall behind them where Isaac stood also shifted.

"Liam, Isaac." Stiles stretched.

Isaac roared at them followed by Liam causing the lights above them to shatter, making Stiles shriek and the girl yelp.

"Okay." Stiles said trying his best to keep it together, "Nice to know your skills are still up. How about you two cool down and we'll head to the vault and you can meet us when your level headed, that sound good for you?"

The two wolves started to close in on the two.

"Okay you guys if this is a jokes its not funny, knock it off!" Stiles ordered, but it fell on deaf ears.

The girl slowly went up to a door and slowly turned the handle, Liam turned his sights on her.

"Liam don't." Stiles warned.

Liam went at the girl, but the girl had a trick up her selves which made she flung the door open so hard that it caused Liam to run into it shattering the glass and sending him down to the ground. Isaac goes at Stiles, but the girl grabs a shard of glass and stabs Isaac in the back, when he goes to take a swap at her, she quickly dodges it, before grabbing his wrist, she uses the shard to cut at his arm before taking his arm behind him. Isaac breaks out of her hold, but the girl goes down to her knees and slices the back of his knee making him scream in pain. She then grabbed him by the arm and rolls through his legs making him flip over having his back met the cold hard ground.

Stiles was on the floor up against the wall, in shock of what transpired in front of him. He now knew what Parrish was taking about and believed that the girl could in fact take care of herself like she said.

"Come on." The girl said out of breath as she put her hand out to help Stiles.

Stiles looked at the boys who were in a daze, but were recovering quickly. Stiles took the girl's hand and they booked it down the hall. The two wolves got up from the floor and shook off their daze and went off running at the two snarling and growling like animals.

The two were running through the halls, and just when they were about to go down a corridor, Stiles was pushed with such force that he slide across the hall. The girl went to go to his aid, but was blocked by Cora who was too shifted.

"Cora now's not the time for chivy stuff." The girl warned.

"Can you start talking right?" Cora bellowed, "You're a real pest you know that right? This whole thing was about you, all about you. That's all my brother ever cared about, you."

"Look I'm sorry." The girl apologized, "I'm really sorry you feel that way I do, but I have absolutely no idea what you're taking about. In case you haven't noticed I just woke up to a world where I clearly don't belong in."

"Well that's one thing we can agree on."

"What do you want from me Cora, what have I done so badly for you to hate me so much, last time I checked I don't even know you."

"Haven't you been listening to me? I'm going to rip you're throat out." Cora lunged at the girl, but the girl wasn't having it, and she punched Cora sending her down to the floor.

The girl shook her hand in pain and started to make her way down the hall like nothing happened, Cora couldn't be madder for she didn't like what happened.

"You're so dead." Cora shouted.

The girl looked behind her and went through a side corridor as Cora went after her.

"When I find you I'm going to rip you apart."

Cora was gaining on the girl, but not before being shoved into a pair of lockers leaving a huge dent in them. The girl turned around to see what transpired, only to find Malia shifted. Cora took a swipe at Malia, but Malia dodged it. Malia went for a blow herself, but Cora slashed at her face. Malia flailed back, and Cora went for the girl, but Malia pulled Cora by the hair and slammed her into a wall pinning her.

"Run." Malia told the girl.

The girl took off running, but doubled back when she remembered Stiles was behind her. She went running at the girls before sliding in between them hitting home feel and gets up to her feet and running back towards Stiles. The girl has Stiles in her sights."

"Style get up, we got to go!" The girl shouted.

All of a sudden something hit her like a ton of bricks sending her into a wall. The girl shook her head and tried to get her vision back, when she got it back she looked up at the assailant to find that it was Isaac. Isaac drew his hand back for a blow and was about to strike when out of the darkness something grabbed him by the writs. It was Derek who roared in Isaac's face before taking him by the neck slamming into a wall before throwing him up into the ceiling. Derek then turned to help the girl, but was grabbed from behind by Isaac and thrown across the floor before going at him.

The girl turned to Stiles and crawled to him.

"Style, Style." She said.

Stiles came to and was about to take a hold of the girl, until something grabbed her by the ankles and pulled her dragging her across the floor. The girl fought to get away, but was turned on her back by Liam. Liam grabbed the girl by her writs and pinned them over head. Liam went in the girl's face who turned as she could feel him sniff her neck. The girl in one swift motion wrapped her legs around his waist and turned him over. She took his arm and secured it in an arm bar before snapping his wrist. He screamed in pain, before she took her heel and slammed it into his face breaking his nose. The girl rolled back and went to get Stiles, but Liam grabbed her from behind and tried to take a bite out of her before being ripped off of her. The girl looked up and saw Scott standing between her and Liam. Scott roared trying to make Liam summit, but that didn't work.

Stiles went to the girl's side and helped her up to her feet.

"Stiles get her out of her now." Scott said.

Stiles and the girl took off running leaving the alphas and the betas to fight each other. Derek and Isaac were having a slamming match while Scott and Liam were trying to restrain each other. Isaac slammed Derek into a door making glass shatter before slamming his claws into Derek. Derek roared in pain. Isaac was in his face snarling at him.

"Son of Abraham!" The girl called.

Isaac turned and was met with a fire extinguished to the face. Isaac flailed back, until the girl pulled the pin out and started to spray it at the rogue werewolves which worked. Blinded by the foam Liam went at the girl in a blind rage which proved to be an advantage to her, the girl went to the ground using her body to trip Liam. She then grabbed Liam by the hair and slammed him into a near by water fountain. Liam swung at the girl, but the girl went back. Liam went to throw a swing, but the girl moved to her right making Liam miss. She went in for a kick, but Liam caught it. It didn't phase the girl for she used her free leg to kick Liam making her foot connect with him. Liam spun again before shaking out of his daze. He went at the girl again, but this time the girl did a round house kick knocking Liam unconscious and busting through the janitor closet.

The girl sighed, but she was grabbed from behind by Isaac, the girl elbowed him in the chest a few times. Isaac as her in a head lock, but the girl jumped back flipping over Isaac's shoulder and out of his hold. He turned to the girl, but not before get punched in the face he went for a swing, but it was blocked before getting punched again, this continued until Isaac was looking balance. The girl then went up to a wall using her leg to kick herself off and punched Isaac making him fall to the ground. The girl went on top of him Isaac tried to bite and fight her off, but the girl gave him one good punch and he was out for the night.

The girl out of breath turned to Derek and Scott who looked on in shock.

"Sorry." The girl said.

Stiles come in, "Guys." Stiles said with a fire hose in hand. He looked at the damage, Isaac looked dead, and Liam has water pouring on him. He then looked at the girl who looked at him confused and unimpressed. She pointed at the hose.

"It was all I could find." He explained.

The girl got up to her feet and dragged Isaac into the janitor closet with Liam.

"Lets let them cool off for a bit and get out of here, while come back for them later." The girl suggested.

"That's sounds like a plan I like that plan let's do it." Stiles agreed.

The girl took the fire extinguisher, she heard something coming from behind them, she turned and started to spray it only to find that it was Malia who was banged up pretty bad.

"Malia." Scott said.

The girl backed out into the hall way, when out of no where Cora came, but was met with cold metal to the face. Derek charged at Cora, but was met with a kick in the face, soon Scott and Malia joined the fight, but Cora's rage was too great as she pushed shoved them to get to the girl. The girl not backing down welcomed the fight.

Cora went to take a swing at her, but was grabbed by the wrist, she used her free had to dish out the punishment, but like her other wrist it was grabbed, the girl crossed her arms, and then steps on Cora's thighs before performing a head butt. The blow making Cora flair back and get her balance back.

The girl touched her head in pain and Cora looks at her as if she couldn't believe that a little thing such as her could perform such a move, but Cora snapped out of her awe and went at the girl, but the girl saw the hose that Stiles left on the floor.

Using her foot she threw it up into her hand and when Cora went at her, she swung it around making contact with Cora. Cora clearly not having the antic lunged at her, but the girl threw the hose which wrapped around her ankle and pulled it throwing Cora off her feet. Cora hit the ground hard.

The girl rushed to run, but Cora swiped at her leg, the girl fell forward, but quickly put her arms forward to perform a flip making her land on her feet. Cora scream out of anger to go at the girl, but the girl ducked down and punched at Cora's hip just hard enough to make Cora freeze, thus turning the same punishment out to Cora's knee.

The girl then climbs up on Cora and elbows the top of her head, then propels herself backwards kicking Cora as she pushes herself in mid air flip over and landing on her feet. Cora trying to keep balance and remain focus was failing. The girl runs at her, but steps aside to jump on a pair of lockers before using it to push herself off of it and kicking Cora with so much momentum that it made Cora slam through a classroom door shattering glass in the process as she fell to the ground knocked out cold.

The wild girl now reprimanded, the girl stands in the chaos clam and clearly tired, but has a strange sense attention as she stood there. She looks at her feet that looked as if she had strolled through blood and gore. She then looked at her hands as it showed abundant damage and spitting at Derek's work from earlier. The girl looked up at the wide eyed flock, who stood there silent.

"Whose pup do these belong to?" the girl asked in a calm manner.

Stiles pressed his lips and turned to Scott and Derek as Malia put her head down trying to avoid answering the question, but regardless the girl already knew the answer, and she answered by,

"The next pup that steps out of line is done." The girl stated in shear truth.

Water from the broken fountain can be heard spilling on the ground and the evidence of violence of obvious. The group looks at the unconscious bodies.

"Their most likely going to be out for the night." The girl stated.

Sounds of glass shattering on the other side of the building followed by gunfire echoed through the halls.

"Those are gun shots." The girl affirmed.

A gust of wind blew open the doors, lightning flashed and in just that three ghost riders strolled into the building as they walked towards the group.

"Stiles get her out of here." Scott ordered.

Stiles took the girl way from the upcoming violence as they ran up the stairs and into the next floor. Stiles saw a fire case which held an ax.

"This would help." He said.

He smashed the case and took the hatchet in hand. The girl looked at her hand as it showed the damage she acquired during the fights.

"Does it hurt?" Stiles asked.

"Tell me you're joking." The girl said.

Stiles looked at her hands, they looked as if skin wanted to come off of them to revile what's underneath through he knew bandages were underneath the red stains, just couldn't tell what was what.

"You're going to be okay, once we're out we'll get you some help." Stiles said.

They heard heave footsteps outside. The two turned to the windows where they saw a tall shadow gliding across the wall.

"How did he recover so quickly?" the girl asked thinking it was Isaac since he's the only tall one she's met.

"Okay we need to go." Stiles said.

Before he could do anything he was grabbed by a Ghost rider, the look of horror could be seen on Stiles' face before thrown out a window. Before the girl could react, the ghost rider grabbed her by the neck and pinned her against a wall. The girl straggled to fight, but it was no use. Just went the Ghost rider drew his gun, a large paw went through the window and grabbed the Ghost rider and pulled the two through the window. The girl shook her head as glass came off, she looked up as saw the Beast towering over the injured ghost rider. The Beast then took its paw and slammed it onto the ghost rider crushing them.

The girl looked at her arm and saw a shard of glass sticking out, she made the mistake of pulling it out which made a stream of blood come out. The girl went to leave, but was blood by a werewolf she had never seen and clearly was not of Scott's pack. It towered over her for they were tall little did she know that it was the same werewolf that she saw earlier, and that their name she would soon learn was Boyd. A loud roar was heard to the right where the Beast was looking at them. The werewolf growled at it and went in front of the girl. A gun shot was heard and when they turned a small group of ghost riders were coming and started to shoot at the beast.

As a firefight broke out, from of nowhere sparks of light were going off left and right blinding the werewolf and the beast. The girl was grabbed by the arm by Stiles and the two went running to his jeep. They both got into the car.

"Where are we going?" The girl asked.

"Anywhere but here." Stiles said.

He started to car and went off driving, he was trying to stay in control until a Ghost rider came and shot at them, Stiles lost control making the jeep flip a couple of times before getting back up to the up right position. The loud ring of the horn could be heard. The girl look groaned in pain before turning to Stiles.

"Style." She said and was given no response, "Style you need to get up. Style come on!"

The passenger side door flung opened and the girl was flung out and onto a top of a car. Just when a scarecrow like creature was about to take the girl, an arrow went through hit the car making it explode making the scarecrow step away from the girl.

He surveyed his surrounding, but found noting or not one who fired the arrow, it wasn't until the girl came from behind and stabbed him in the neck with a shard of glass.

The girl took off running, the scarecrow casually took the shard off his neck. The girl was just about to hit the woods, but the scarecrow took out his barbed wire whip and swung it. It wrapped itself around the girl's legs, the scarecrow pulled swiping the girl off her feet and hitting the ground. The girl struggled to get free. The girl turned and saw the barbs in her skin. She pulled at them cutting her hands in the process as the scarecrow started to pull the whip making the barbs going into her skin ever more. The girl screamed trying to hurry and get the whip off of her while trying to keep herself from going to the scarecrow.

Once the girl was now face to face with her attacker, he pulled out a knife and the girl simply looked at him with no fear at all.

"Do it if you have the guts!" the girl commanded.

Just when he was about to do so, an arrow flew right into the scarecrows head. The scarecrow froze for a bit before put his hand on the arrow and tried to pull it out. This gave the girl time to unwrap the whip from her legs. The scarecrow pulled out the arrow, but before he could do anything, Scott came in and shoved the bastard to the ground. Scott turns to the girl and see the damage, he quickly rips at the whip releasing the girl from her restraints. He got to pick her up and cradles her in his arms.

"I'm sorry." He says.

Just when he was about to take her away from all this death, the scarecrow comes and slices at his back, dropping the girl in the process. Scott turns around and slices the scarecrow's arm before performing a round house kick, but his leg was caught. Though it didn't phase Scott for he followed the girl's example of resourcefulness and used his free leg to kick the scarecrow in the face causing both of them to hit the ground.

"Run!" Scott shouts at the girl.

The girl takes off running as bullets starts to go at her. The girl takes off into the woods. The girl runs through the woods until she stops to hide behind a tree.

The scarecrow kicked Scott, before whistling. The whistle summoned shadows that took the forms of black dogs, he did a harsh whistle between his teeth and the hounds took off running into the forest. Derek just got out of the building what he had a glimpse of it, he threw out a growl of anger and took off running after the hounds. Scott performed a low kick knocking the scarecrow off of his feet before running into the forest himself.

She tries to catch her breath was she hears twigs and sticks snapping. She stays hidden until the snapping goes away. She lets out a sigh of relif only to be short lived when barking could be heard closing in.

"Oh hell no." she muttered.

She then takes off running, but only until the howling were heard coming up from behind her. The girl trips hitting the ground hard, the dogs got closer, knowing fully well there's nothing she can do and can't out run them, she quickly take a long thick tree branch to use as a weapon. When the hounds caught up she started to swing at them, when one hound went for an attack, she swung it at them making contact with the hound and making it whimper as it hit the ground.

"Alright, whose next?" the girl threatened, "Come on!"

The hounds growled and barked at the girl just when they were going to close in on the meat. Scott and Derek jumped in front of the girl. They growled and snarled at the opposing pack. The hounds were snaping their jaws at them. Scott guarded the girl from the front whioe, Derek guarded her from the back. When one hound went to lunge at the girl Derek sliced at its belly killing it. Soon the men had had enough letting out a roar telling the hounds to back up. The hounds snarled and bared teeth, Scott did the same before letting out his alpha roar. It worked for the hounds hunched down before running the other way.

The trio stood there silently. The girl threw down her weapon and took a breath. Sounds of sticks snaping were heard, along with russuling of bush. They looked around, until the girl spotted some movement to her right.

"What's that?" the girl question, but before it could be answered a Beserker appeared from behind her and sliced at her back leaiving four claw mark across her back, she screamed in pain. The men turned around too late and the girl fell to the ground.

"No." Derek shouted. The girl began to crawl away, Scott scream at the Berseker and went at it. Derek ran to the girl's aid and pulled her up to her feet.

"Run now." He told her.

Without question, the girl took off aimlessly deeper into the woods, all that could be heard was growls and anger from behind, she turns around to what was happening with her back irresponsibility towards where she should be running to is exposed to the unknown which she would soon regret as her feet leave the ground causing her to fall back over a cliff.

An eerie silence fell on the chaos and the girl laid cold hard ground unresponsive and alone. As her body lay limp, someone dressed in all black and leather as if ready for battle and donned a doctor plague mask, looked down at the girl and seemed intrigued before taking the girl's limp body and taking her away from the chaos that had unfolded.

Elsewhere, Lydia and the others were at the other side of town, trying to get a hold of Stiles and the rest of the gang.

Lydia tried frantically trying to get them on the scanner, but all she got was static.

"Stiles if your there or anyone else, please answer." She begged.

Ste stayed close by as he looked around.

"Scott?" she called.

Nothing.

Ste turned to his right.

"Lydia." He called.

Lydia laid her head on the sterring wheel.

"Lydia." Ste said.

"What?!" Lydia snapped.

"I think something's wrong with your friends."

Lydia looked through the windshield and saw Ethan curled up in a ball. Lydia with a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach went up to Ethan cautiously until she was standing right in front of him.

"Ethan." She called.

Ethan tensed up, until he found the strength to put his head up, he had his eyes closed for a moment, until he opened them showing that they were icy blue. Lydia turned to see Hayden trying to keep it together. Mason and Corey were not far behind as they were trying to get their distance unsure if their werewolf friends had their heads.

"Something's not right." Ethan claimed.

Clouds rolled away from the moon reviling its unnatural glow, as the moonlight shined, and Lydia looked at it.

"No it is not." She agreed.

A cold eerie winds blew through the tree, Lydia started to her tiny voice all talking at once where she couldn't make out the words. Thunder clattered making the group jump nearly out of their skins. Lydia covered her eyes not to drown out the thunder, but to drown out the voices.

"Stop it." She muttered.

She pressed harder only a low hum started. Lydia uncovered her ears and listened to the humming. Lydia goes on her knees before laying her ear on the cold black top.

"I hear it." She says.

"Hear what?" Hayden asks.

"The humming."

"What humming?"

"She said she could hear the humming I couldn't before, but now I can."

"We don't hear any humming, Lydia." Mason stated.

Soon the humming started to transcend into drumming, a continuous, persistent drumming.

"Guys." Ste said.

"Lydia you need to get up." Mason said.

"Guys."

"Just hold on one minute." Lydia insisted.

"Guys!" Ste screamed.

"What?" Lydia sits up.

"Something just touched me."

"What touched you?" Hayden questioned.

"I don't know."

"Something's not right, let's get out of here." Mason suggested.

Screams could be heard from behind as Corey nearly falls to the ground.

"What?!" Hayden shouts.

"I saw it, I just saw it." Corey said through screams.

"Saw what? What you see?"

"A face, a face."

"Guys." Lydia said in a near scream.

The group turns to her only to turn in the direction of where her attention was. They are met with a dark cloaked figure, the Darach with its head down. The Darach puts its head up showing is deformed face that wasn't human, its icy dead eyes pierced right through the group who stood completely in fear.

The Darach goes right up to Lydia and shows a toothy smiles for their lips looks as if it has been ripped off. She goes to Lydia's ear and whispers, "Run."

Lydia lets out a shakey breath.

"Run!" the Darach screams.

The group takes off running their separate ways.

"Yes, do run, jump and skip, I'll find you all my pretties each and every one of you!" she shouts.

Elsewhere, underground through the tunnels, the girl lays on a cold operating table. The girl wakes up groggy, she goes to sit up, but her head feels like lifting a ton of bricks. She finds the strengthen to sit up. She puts her hand on her head to find a large bump for when she fell off the cliff. Soon awareness started to set in as she noticed where she wasn't before. She also takes notice of her hands and feet which are clothed with new bandages and cleaned. She even went as far and feeling her back and noticed that it had been mended.

She was startled by the sound of footstep echoing towards the room she was in. She quickly laid back on the table and went limp and closed her eyes pretending to be asleep.

The metal door screeched open and in came a familiar face, although not to the girl, but to Beacon Hills and Scott's friends, Christopher Argent entered the room and was met with the supposed sleeping maiden. Argent was taken back by this site, for he had never seen the girl in his life and clearly this girl was not there when he left. When he went to further investigate, he stiffened when he felt something behind his back.

He turned to find the plague doctor behind him with a knife threatening to pierce his back. The plague doctor simply strolls in front of Argent with the knife not leaving its target.

"Its been six months now." Argent stated, "We should be on friendly terms."

The plague doctor didn't think so, for the knife wasn't put down.

"Who she?" Argent asked.

The plague doctor didn't reply.

Argent went to go passed them, but they weren't having it when they blocked him from going any further. Argent not wanting this to become a knife fight simply put his hands in the air letting the know they were submitting.

"Alright, I'm back up, I'm going." Argent surrendered, Argent went back the way he came, "When you're friend wakes up, we'll get out of here."

Argent left leaving the plague doctor and the girl alone. The plague doctor went up to the girl, and took her by the hand, and looked at it. Their posture slumped as it showed sadness. They gently turned the girl's face towards them and affectionately stroke the girl's cheek. The doctor then turned to the table and started to rummage through their weapons. The girl took a peek and saw her silent hero, whose pack was turned to her. The girl closed her eyes went she sense they the doctor would turn. The doctor went to the girl, put her finger in some lotion and puts some on the girl's head where a gash was.

Once it was applied, the doctor gathered their things and left. The girl stayed motionless for a good while until all was silent. The girl took this cue and sat up, and hopped off the table. Pain shot through her, she muffled a groan, before getting back to escaping. The girl was about to leave the room, but her peripheral vision caught something. She turned to the table and saw a vile of sand. She went up to it and examined it, she even went as far as opening it and dumping a small speck of it on her figure. She rubs it on her finger and knew what the contents was.

"Mountain ash." The girl said.

The girl then looked around the room and everything started to make sense. There is no way any random person would not have multiple weapons and magical properties just for collection, knowing her experience that is never the case.

"Hunters." The girl mutter under her breath.

The look around even more, knowing she was not in a good place to be.

"No good." She states.

She looked at the vile, and puts it in her pocket.

"Although." Taking advantage of the situation she starts to look around and takes things she needs from, mountain ash, to mistletoe, and a large hunting knife to even a average size leather book.

"This is useful." She puts it under her make shift shirt.

Once she had what she needed she then took off, she ran through the dim light tunnels. She knew all too well she had no idea where she was going, but felt she could only try. Through the array of passages to take, the girl started to feel like she was in a maze. She could hear nothing, but the drips of water that dripped to the grounds and her own feet that walked through the cold, wet, dirty floor of the tunnels.

All of the tunnels started to look the same, and the girl was getting tunnel vision, dead end after dead end, it seemed to be no end to this twisted maze that only the hunters know about. The girl thought about using one route, until she found a ladder.

"Finally." She said.

She went on the ladder and started to climb and when she got to the top and lifted the man hole. Unbeknownst to her, the sound of the metal slide across pavement would grab the attention of a nearby werewolf, one where she had a brief encounter with. Boyd looked on as the wayward maiden made her way to upper ground and placed the cover back onto the hole, and began to make her way down the abandon streets of the city.

Elsewhere, Scott was walking through the woods, when he came across the nemton. He heard rustling behind him, he turned to the invasion, only to see that nothing was a mess.

"We did warn you." A familiar voice came from behind, one that chilled Scott down to the bone.

He turned to the perpetrator, and saw that it was Marguerite, who sat on the Nemeton.

"Mother did say you should have left it be." She warned.

"I didn't think it would be like this." Scott bellowed.

"You didn't think at all."

Scott scoffed, "Well quite frankly you didn't warn me of that."

"Quite frankly she did say she knows all, but not everything, so she herself even said that the consequences would come, but did not know if what form, just said that you'd have to deal with you, and you said exactly just that."

"It wasn't supposed to be like this."

"No it wasn't." Marguerite agreed, "What was supposed to have happened, was you leaving it alone."

Scott fell silent as he was starting to feel that this was all because of him, this was his fault.

"This all this is because of you, and because of that it has caused this predicament. One that could have been avoided, but you chose not to. And now all this is happening. Everyone one and everything is affected in an ill matter. So that lead you to ask this one question, if this is affecting everyone in different ways, but one, then how is this affecting her?"

Scott started to feel the bile in his throat.

"This is what happens when you spit in the face of the angel of fate, when you challenge the angel of death. This is what happens when the two come together to remind you, why you should be meddling with thing you don't understand, why certain things are just out of your control. By the end of tonight you'll be wishing it would be over already."

Screams could be heard from behind Scott. Scott turned to the directions where the screams were coming from. A cold eerier breeze went through the woods making the trees dance the leave rustle. Marguerite cautiously got up from her post and looked around.

"You need to wake up now." She warned.

Scott looked around as the wind started to pick up.

"Master Mcall you need to wake up."

Scott started to feel like something was behind him.

"Scott wake up!"

Scott turned and saw the dragon knight behind him as it took a swipe at him with its ax just like before.

"Wake up!"

Scott jerked up to find Stiles above him. Stiles has a small gash on his head, but it was nothing compared to the wounds he had on his gut. Scott lifted his shirt up to examine his wounds.

Stiles made a gagging sound, "How did that happen?'

"Berserker."

"Here?"

"Yeah, and hounds, along with a scarecrow."

"A scarecrow? Aren't scarecrows suppose to be hanging from a post scaring crows hence scarecrow."

"This one was flesh and blood."

"So someone dressed up as a scarecrow."

"Or something else I don't know, but it was going to kill her."

"Where's Derek?"

"I don't know. How'd you find me?"

"I woke up in the my car, the parking lot looks like a war zone. I got my car to start, thank God. I started driving around, and then I found you laying here, you okay?"

"No, this is all my fault."

"Don't say that."

"This is all happening because of me, I'm the one who meddled."

"We don't know that, this could be because of something else."

"No its not, this is all because of me."

The two heard rustling behind them, Stiles turned to see Derek coming out of the brush and seeing the horror in front of him. Derek had discarded his shirt. He looked way worse than Scott, he had a huge gash in his side as if the Berserker tried to put its hand through him.

"Oh my God." Is all Stiles could say about the sight in front of them.

Derek was pissed and really not in the mood for lies for his wanted answers and now, "How is this your fault?" Derek said in a near growl

At the same time, the girl had been wandering the streets alone having absolute no idea where she was going or where to go. She wanted to go to the school, but had no idea where to go or how to get there.

She had soon found herself on a back road, when all of a sudden rustling of bushes came from her right. She turned and found a wolf as black as night coming from out the bushes. The girl cautiously went up to it trying to examine it.

"Tierisch?" she asked as she knew he was the only one who could take the form of a wolf.

The wolf just scratched behind its ear oblivious to what the girl had just said.

"Well since your not Tierisch you wouldn't happen to know where the school is would you?" she half heartedly asked.

The wolf pranced off, and the girl shoot her head knowing fully well that she was on her own, "How did I know."

The girl put her hands behind her head and looked down the path she just came, when all of a sudden she heard barking behind her. She turned and saw the wolf standing there as if waiting for her. It turned and started to walk up the road and the girl looked on in complete shock as she was not expecting that.

"That's a familiar." She uttered, "That's a familiar, they have them here too."

The girl started to follow the wolf guide, while Lydia was wondering the woods alone. She had no idea where she was or which way to go. Whispers of voice plagued her everywhere she went. She covered her ears trying to rid them, but it didn't help.

"Stop it." She sob, "Stop it." The whispers kept going, "I said stop it!" Lydia shouted as she used her banshee screams to drown them out.

Her scream could be heard across beacon hills, Scott and the boys heard it and even the girl could hear it too.

She walked to the direction it was coming from.

"Banshee." She said.

The wolf to her by the sleeve of her duster and tugged it a couple of times to get her to follow him. The girl resumed walking and followed the wolf.

Lydia opened her eyes and everything seemed to have died down, until she started to here whispers again, but this time she began to let her other side take over welcome the voices, until she had an idea of where to go.

The girl on the other hand had found herself where she needed to be in the parking lot where Derek's camaro was and with that the remnants of chaos that had happened. She turned to the wolf, who was looking up at her while sitting.

"Thank you." She said.

The wolf snorted as if to say you're welcome.

The girl walked through the parking lot, seeing light shine on the shattered glass. The girl walked through the school ground, she tried to find Stiles, but unbeknownst to her, he was already with Scott.

She had gone into the school not knowing if danger still lurked or if the wildling still resides there. She took a chance and when to where everything went down, Isaac, Liam, and Cora were nowhere to be found.

The door was split in half, and the hall was flooded as the water fountain looked as if it had been crushed and the janitor's closet looked at if a bomb had hit it. The girl was a bit taken back that despite the fact she was not herself she still was able to do some damage after all, though was unsure how long that would last with the way things were going.

Alone, she was. In a land she had no idea existed, one where she could not get out of. Unlike her past predicament where she was taken way from her home and she had something to fight for, a goal to meet, but now that there is no puzzle to solve, no enemy to fight that no one that stood in her way of going home since there is no home to go home to, or let alone no place to go, the girl had to roam on her own again, though not for long.

She see movement in the corner of her eye, she turned to the corridor of the darken hall way, where she could see silhouettes coming towards her. The girl squinted her eyes trying to get a better look for her eyes were not longer like they were. She noticed three pairs of eyes coming towards her, one blue, two yellow.

"You guys going to be nice?" she interrogated them.

Thought she her not a reply from either one of them. She took a step closer to try to make out who they were, but she soon found that they weren't the werewolves she through they were.

The girl soon found herself running through the halls as growls and running could be heard from behind. The girl ran up the stair case on to the second floor, she ran through a pair of doors and down an aisle where both sides had seats. She turned to look over her shoulder only to fall over a railing and into a pool. The girl was at the bottom of the pool where she saw some silhouettes pass by. She felt that it was deemed wise to stay under for a little bit longer just to make sure her pursuers were long gone.

At the same time, just outside. Lydia using her senses had found herself on the school grounds, she was met with quite a sight as hell had passed through. She made her way through the school grounds and through the tunnel that brought back some memories, of where she found Aiden dead from the hands of Nogisune when it took hold of Stiles. The feelings of uncertainty and dread pressed on her chest with each step she took.

When she got to the end of the tunnel it was just the start of suspense. The feeling started to take her through the school, has the halls were nearly shouting with silence as the damage that was left behind was nearly deafening.

Like an invisible cord tugging at her soul it led her into the school's pool, where she was met with nothing, but oddly enough she was drawn to the side of the pool where she looked down at the water. Lydia leaned in to make out the shape at the bottom of the pool.

The girl saw this although she didn't know that it was Lydia just above the surface, and tried with all her might to try and stay under, but she was soon losing the fight to hold her breath a little longer. Bubbles started to breach the surface and Lydia saw this.

The girl was contemplating to do next, but like all living things they need air to survive. The girl swam up to the surface like a bullet out of a gun, making Lydia fall back from her post as she bolted out of water. The girl quickly climbed out all dripping wet and trying to catch her breath.

Lydia turned around and saw that it was the girl who nearly had her out of her skin. She girl looked at Lydia and was completely in shock.

"Sorry." The girl apologized, "I'm sorry." The girl huffed and puffed as she was out of breath.

Lydia didn't care, she was just happy that it was nice to see a friendly face, one that she wanted to see out of all of her friends. She hugged the girl holding her as if afraid that if she let go, she would disappear. She didn't even care if the girl was soaking wet, she was just happy that she could touch her, that she was alive, and not a hallucination.

The girl hugged her back, she laid her head on Lydia's shoulder.

The two embraced for a while until a growl echoed through the pool and the two ripped themselves away from each other, while still keeping in contact with each other and turned to the direction of the unknown.