" How the fuck is that even possible!" I screamed at Scott as we kept chasing the Coyote or now Malia.
" I don't know! I've never dealt with this! You?" He called back. I snarled out as my eyes flared with anger and bewilderment.
" Never once!" I called back as the fur devil kept running. I lost sight of her as I heard bodies hitting each other. I skid to a stop as I turned to see Stiles and Scott slowly getting up. I strutted to both of them and helped them up. I checked over Stiles.
" You ok?" I asked my boyfriend, and he nodded.
" Yeah, I'm alright." He replied as he looked at both of us with slight dread.
" I think I found something." He said as I took a breath.
" So did we and let me say, it's a new thing." I told him as he led us to a cave. It made my eyes water harshly as the harsh stench of Coyote hit my sensitive nose.
" It's a coyote den." Stiles said as we all walked inside.
" Werecoyote." Scott told him.
" A cousin to the werewolf, but with some differences." I said as I felt Stiles' hand in mine as he led me to a rock with pieces of clothing.
" You see this? This is Malia's. Remember? It's the same one she was wearing in the photo." Stiles said as he picked up the blue coat. It came to me that if she's a coyote; we fucked up.
"We shouldn't be in here. This is her home. We fucked up!" I said as I got them out of there.
" Our scent's going to be everywhere." Scott said as he came out.
" If she's not coming back here, where will she go?" Stiles asked us. I inhaled deeply to snatch her scent, I'd be able to find her if she came by again.
" I don't know." Scott said as he stood firm.
" Can you track her now? Do you think you got her scent? Either of you?" Stiles asked me, I let my eyes glow.
" Maybe... But I'm better at this when I'm a full wolf... And I'm still worried that if I do it, I won't be able to turn back." Scott said as they both looked at me.
" I got it in full. I don't know if I can help you Scott. I've never dealt with a mental door before." I said as I felt a sympathetic pat on my shoulder come from Stiles.
" The door's still open." He said with worry, both of their doors are open, pretty sure Allison's is and for me, I don't think I have a mental door open. However, I feel like there is something greater going on with me.
" If I can't get to Derek or have Raven help me, we're gonna have to find someone else to help." Scott said as I looked at Stiles.
" Call him." I said as my eyes faded. It was about an hour before the police force came and began taping it off. Noah came up to us.
" You're sure it was her?" He asked as I shifted my stance.
" I looked her right in the eyes, and they glowed, just like mine." Scott said as I nodded.
" I was with him, the cold glow was bright." I replied as Stiles perked up.
" It makes sense, Dad." Stiles said as I saw Noah shaking his head in disbelief.
" But it wasn't a girl- it was a four-legged coyote, right?" He asked us.
" If it was a full moon that night and she changed. The murder of her mother and little sister would have a deep impact on her psyche. Stories of were's turning into what their predecessors were due to guilt have been documented." I said as he looked a
" I need this kept quiet. The three of you? Not a word. I don't want anyone to hear about this. I especially don't want Mr. Tate hearing about this." Noah said as he took a deep breath. I see Scott shaking a little, so I put my hand on his shoulder.
" Sorry... What did you say?" He asked us. I see Scott's dad and coming. Noah shook his head with disappointment.
" Dad." Scott tried to explain, but his dad got to it first.
" I'll talk to you in a minute. I wouldn't mind hearing how your mom's okay with you running around in the woods this late." He replied before leaving the three of us.
" What do we do?" Stiles asked as we stood together.
" Leave them to it. Group up tomorrow and talk more about it at school." Scott said as we walked towards our vehicles.
" You going to be ok tonight?" Stiles asked as I shrugged.
" I'll never be sure less I try." I replied as he pulled me into a deep kiss. I pulled away and got on my bike. I rode back home and quickly went to my loft space. I shut the door and took a deep breath. I walked to the window and looked at the moon.
" Derek, where the fuck are you?" I asked myself as I went to the couch and tossed my keys on the coffee table. I sat back and let my eyes flutter shut.
I was tossed through the wall of the husk of my old home. I coughed hard as debris got in my mouth. The smoke and embers came through like a flood. I see electrical impulses flickering through the lights like arcs.
" What the fuck!" I screamed out as I saw eyes like a blistering sun glowing.
" I hope you are ready!" It screamed out as I saw something moving. I was slammed into a wall as the eyes of a silver flash glared at me and sank claws in my gut.
" No!" I screamed as pain shot through my hand. I woke up and I found myself in the other part of my loft. I had punched a decent dent into the brick. I wiped away the blood and dust as my hand healed. My claws flexed out as I saw in the window I was in a half-shifted state. I staggered back to the couch and saw it was 6 AM, the sun barely rising.
" Great." I growled as I went to my bathroom and showered. After, I pulled on a red long-sleeve and black jeans. I pulled my combat boots on and put my hair in a messy bun and painted my lips with black lipstick. I rode to school and went to History.
" You sleep better?" Stiles asked as I saw Scott and Allison coming up.
" Later." I said as he nods. He looked worried about me, but I worry about him even more, he was also dealing with bad dreams and some insomnia.
" Here's where we found the den. It's right in the middle of the hiking trails." Stiles says as we look at the tablet with the map of the crash sight.
" Well, that could narrow it down. Coyotes travel in fixed trails. But, I think you're right about her not going back to the den. Coyotes don't like wolves, and they're really smart- if they don't want to be heard, they walk on their toes." Allison said as I felt tired as hell, that dream knocked my brain on its ass.
" Coyotes tip-toe?" Stiles asked in disbelief.
" They tip-toe." Allison told us before the bell rang.
" I gotta go, but send me the pinned location." She told us before leaving. Stiles and I then sat down next to each other. Scott was talking to what looked to be an excited and nervous Kira.
" Sleep?" Stiles asked as I shook my head.
" I fell asleep on the couch and woke up punching the wall." I told him as he took his hand and grabbed mine with a reassuring thumb rub on the back of my palm.
" We will figure out what the hell is going on. I promise you." Stiles said as I gave a small reassuring smile. He kissed the back of my hand as class began.
" All right, everyone, let's get started! We were just talking about internment camps and prisoners of war. There's a passage in our reading that I'd like to go over in more detail. Who would like to come up and read aloud for us?" Mr. Yukimura asked the class, he then looked at Stiles.
" Mr. Stilinski? How about you?" He asked my boyfriend.
" Oh, maybe someone else could...?" He asked our teacher, he gave him a reassuring smile.
" Everyone participates in my class, Mr. Stilinski." He replied. Stiles got up and brought his book to the podium. I heard his heart picking up as the nervousness came through his scent. He was muttering to himself. He was panicking!
" Stiles? You okay?" Scott asked as he got up. I also got up and walked carefully to him.
" Babe?" I asked as he shook his head.
" I think we should take him to the nurse's office." I told our teacher, he looked worried and nodded. We took Stiles out of there and to the boy's locker room.
" Stiles? Look at me, man. Is this a panic attack?" Scott asked as Stiles scrambled to the sink.
" Babe, talk to us." I say with worry in my voice as I feel my nerves becoming wired.
" It's a dream, it's a dream, it's just a dream." Stiles whispered to himself. He was gripping the sink hard as he was slightly shaking.
" No, it's not- this is real. You're here. You're here with us." Scott said as he was trying to reassure Stiles.
" You have to snap out of it. You are here. This is real. Not a dream." I tried to tell him in a calm tone, but I was internally freaking out.
" How can we tell if we are dreaming, what are the signs?" Scott asked a heavily panting Stiles.
" Your fingers- you count your fingers. You have extra fingers in dreams." Stiles said as I brought up my hands.
" We are going this. Stiles, look at me." I say calming down as Stiles looks at my hands.
" Count with me please." I say as he nods shakingly. As we counted up, I saw him getting a bit calmer as we counted. By the time we reached ten, he slid down the wall. Scott pats his shoulder as I give my boyfriend a calming kiss. I pulled away as I heard his heart beginning to calm down.
" What the hell is happening to me?" Stiles asked in a shaking voice.
" We'll figure it out. You're going to be okay. Both of you." Scott said as I let my eyes shut. Thoughts racing in my head too fast to catch.
" Am I? Are you?" Stiles asked as I opened my eyes.
" Scott, you can't transform... Allison's being haunted by her dead aunt... Raven's having night terrors and sleepwalking…..And I'm straight up losing my mind." Stiles said as I felt a tear going down my cheeks as all of this chaos was hitting our lives.
" We can't do this. We can't-we can't help Malia. We can't help anyone." Stiles said out loud. Scott looked at him then at me.
" We can try. We can always try." Scott said calmly. We all got up and began walking down the hall.
" Hey I have to go to my locker, after Lunch, I have Art." I told Stiles.
" You are good. I'll see you at lunch." He replied before giving me a small kiss. I watched him and Scott walk away as I walked towards my locker.
Raven! The voice called to me as I looked about the semi-full hallway.
" Hello?" I called out as I walked towards what looked to be an empty classroom. I opened the door and went to shut it. I turned to see I was in the woods.
" Fuck! Not again!" I growled as I flexed my forming claws. I heard snarling and growling. I see these silver fangs flash as blood begins to paint tree bark. The smell of fire and smoke wafted my nose as the sound of a harsh roar echoed in my ears. The smoke surrounded me as I fell to the floor. My ears booming as I see a hand reach for me.
" Stop!" I screamed out as the forest faded and the classroom came into view. I see Stiles kneeling in front of me worried.
" Raven? Are you ok? What are you doing in here?" He asked as he helped me stand up. I was gripping his arm as I sturdied myself.
" I heard someone call my name and I don't know how the fuck to describe it." I said as he pulled me in to calm me down.
" It's alright. Malia, she came here. She almost attacked Kira." He said as my eyes grew wide.
" What is happening?" I asked as he took me out of the classroom. We went to the boys locker room. She was here alright.
" Scott, Rave, I think I know what she was looking for." Stiles said as he lifted his bag and showed us the baby doll.
" You took the doll from the car?" Scott asked him.
" Looks like she wanted it back by the looks of the bite marks on your bag." I said as I looked at the torn fabric.
" Yeah, I thought you could use it! You know, for, like, her scent." Stiles said as I saw Mr. Tate coming with anger in his scent.
" Where did you get that? Where did you find this? It belonged to my daughter." He yelled as he snatched the doll from Stiles.
" Sorry." Stiles said as Noah came over to diffuse the situation.
" Mr. Tate, I don't know how you heard about this- if you have your police scanner or what- but you can't be here." He told the distraught man. I heard his heart rise as I saw the flash of a gun.
"...I have a permit." said calmly. I saw Noah get an angry look on his face.
" California schools are gun-free zones, permit or no permit. You need to leave, Mr. Tate. Now." Noah said sternly. left with anger fuming off of him.
" You find that animal! You find that thing!" screamed with anger and distraught in his voice as he departed.
" It'll be fucked if we can't do this." I said as the three of us left. The school day was dismissed after the coyote incident. Isaac met with us at the animal clinic on behalf of Allison.
" Xylazine. It's a tranquilizer for horses. For a Werecoyote, expect it to work within seconds." Deaton said as he showed us the drug.
" I only have three. So, whoever's shooting needs to be a damn good shot." He explained as I picked up one of the bottles.
" Allison's a perfect shot." Scott said as I saw Isaac shuffle his jacket.
" She used to be." Isaac replied to the statement.
" She can do it." Scott reaffirmed his quote.
" If we manage to find the thing." Isaac reaffirmed his answer with another fact.
" Okay, what is the point of him?" Stiles asked as Isaac looked smugly.
" Seriously, I mean, what is his purpose? Aside from the persistent negativity and the scarf? What's up with the scarf, anyway? It's sixty-five degrees out!" Stiles said annoyed at the whole ordeal.
" Look, maybe I'm asking a question no one here wants to ask- how do we turn a coyote back into a girl when she hasn't been a girl in eight years?" Isaac asked very impatiently.
" I can do it." Scott said looking at both of us.
" You remember the night that Peter trapped us in the school? In the gym, he was able to make me turn using just his voice. Deucalion did the same thing in the distillery." Scott said as Deaton looked at him and then at me.
" This is a Werecoyote, Scott. Who knows if it'll even work? If you can find someone who can teach you?" Deaton said aloud.
" I can try. I'm not sure if I can maintain it with what's going on with me." I said flashing my eyes as Scott perked up.
" Yeah, I could try it on my own... But, right now, I'm too scared to even change into just a Werewolf." Scott said rubbing the back of his head.
" We need a real Alpha." Stiles said as I quipped my eyebrow up.
" You know what I mean! An Alpha who can do Alpha things. You know, an Alpha who can get it going! You know, get it." Stiles said as he continued before Isaac interrupted him.
" Up?" Isaac asked loudly.
" Great. I'm an Alpha with... performance issues." Scott said slighted.
" Look who's talking Scotty." I said as Stiles pulled me to him.
"Is there anyone else besides Derek or Raven who could help?" Deaton asked all of us.
" I wouldn't trust Peter." Isaac said as I snickered at the thought of my Uncle trying to teach Scott, but I hadn't seen him in weeks.
" Maybe the twins?" Stiles asked aloud.
" They're not Alphas anymore. After what Jennifer did, almost killing them? It broke that part of them." Deaton explained to us.
" Yeah, but what if they know how to do it?" Stiles asked the vet.
" Nobody's seen them for weeks." Scott said as I saw Stiles shake his head.
"That's not true." Stiles said as he looked at me.
" Oh No!" I said as I pulled away at the mere thought of them helping Scott after what they fucking did.
" This can help Scott, Rave." Stiles said pleading with me.
" I don't like them being anywhere near my home! After what they did to Boyd." I said wrapping my arms together.
" I'll make sure they don't do anything stupid. You gotta trust me Rave." He said as he took me into his arms. I know he means well and this could be our last chance to save Malia from getting killed. With a hesitant sigh. I gave in.
" Fine, but you do owe me a date night. It has been too fucking long." I said as I pulled my phone out of my pocket.
" Anything for my girl." Stiles said as I texted Lydia to have the twins meet us at my loft. We soon found ourselves at my loft.
" I still can't believe that I agreed to this." I said as Stiles was by my side. Lydia and Scott on the steps.
" They said they'd meet us here." Lydia said before I saw Scott getting flung into the loft. Ethan and Aiden take turns punching Scott. The fuck!
" I thought you guys were gonna teach me to roar?" Scott asked as the smell of blood hit my nose.
" We are! You do it by giving in." Aiden said with a snark.
" Giving in and letting go. That's how Deucalion taught us control." Ethan replied more calmly.
" Hey, you know, that's funny- I've tried something like this one time, using a heart monitor and lacrosse balls. But, you're right, beating the living crap out of him is probably a lot better." Stiles said with sarcasm.
" That's the plan? You kick my ass?" Scott asked as he was kneeling.
" You're afraid to turn." Aiden said as Scott got up.
" We're gonna make you." Ethan said as he got close to Scott.
" You turn, then you kick our asses!" Ethan says with confidence.
" And then, you roar." Aiden said before going half-shift and roaring. I felt almost challenged to fight him as my anger began to swirl within me.
" You don't think you can let go with us?" Aiden says as he waves his hands. I see Ethan push Scott.
" You think you're going to hurt us?" Ethan said smirking.
" Come on, McCall! Give it your all!" Aiden said as
" We can always heal!" Ethan said as I saw Scott holding back.
" You're an Alpha. Do you want to roar like one? You've got to give in, full-throttle. You've got to be the monster. Become the beast. Become everything you're afraid of." Aiden said with pride.
" That's what gives you power. It gives you strength." Ethan said out loud. God fuck, fight back Scott!
" Giving in doesn't make you the bad guy." Aiden said pushing Scott around.
" So long as you can control it." Ethan smirked as he cackled.
" Sometimes, the control's a little overrated." Aiden says as he punches him.
" Come on, Scott. Fight back!" Stiles whispered as he squeezed my hand tight.
" What if I can't control it? What if I can't turn back?" Scott asked as Ethan and Aiden surrounded him.
" Then it takes over." Ethan said as he stared at Scott.
" You become Malia. You get further and further away from being human. You turn into an animal, or worse." Ethan continued and the next sentence flared pure rage inside.
" You turn into Peter." Aiden said as my heart began to race. I saw Scott yell out and Aiden grabbed him. He put Scott on the desk and punched him repeatedly. I felt my anger begin to spread through me. I saw Ethan pull Aiden's arm back.
" What? I thought we were helping him." Aiden yelled out.
" You help too much."Ethan said as he pulled Aiden off the desk. Scott turned over and spat blood. I felt my eyes flicker as the anger bloomed. I walked away from Stiles and began to strut to the twins.
" Get out of my loft! " I snarled as I walked up to the two. Aiden looked at me with angered eyes.
" We tried to help." Aiden said as I felt heated as my fangs formed. I grabbed his shirt as the anger flowed deep within me.
" Get the fuck out!" I screamed as I felt even more heated. Ethan grabbed his brother and they left. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned with hesitation as I saw Stiles looking at me worried.
" You ok?" He asked as I took a deep breath and changed to human.
" I don't know. I felt the urge to throw them to the wall. I felt my home being invaded as they used it to pummel Scott!" I said as I walked over to Scott with a towel.
" You looked like your skin was becoming tense." Scott said as I watched him wipe away the blood.
" How so?" I asked as Stiles turned me to him.
" I can't explain it. I'm keeping an eye on you. I don't want you getting hurt or worse. I can't let you get hurt. What it does to me, I feel like I can't keep you safe if you are always getting hurt." Stiles said as he pulled me into a hug.
" Thank you!" I say as Lydia came over and hugged me. We all parted. Stiles and I went to my room and lay in bed. I was only in a black tank top and yoga pants. His warmth and scent began to lull me into a deep sleep.
I felt my body crash into the lounge of my loft. I groaned as I got up, the smoke growing heavier and heavier. I began to cough heavily as I forced my eyes to glow. I see someone running in the smoke. Another figure ran after it with eyes that looked like a flame, no, like a bright haze.
" I don't have all fucking day!" I snarled as my claws flexed as I chased the two on the roof. The smoke seemed to follow the two as I heard roars and the sounds of two bodies colliding. The smell of hot blood retching my nose. I felt the wind getting knocked out of me as I felt myself getting pushed off the roof.
" FUCK!" I screamed out as I felt my body hitting the floor. I opened my eyes to see that I was in the Loft garage dock next to my bike. I stood up as my head began to pound.
" Rave?" Stiles' voice pulled me out of my funk as he came to me. He looked a little worried as he had a blanket in his hands.
" I don't know how I got here. Was I sleepwalking again?" I asked as he wrapped the blanket around me. I was scared, why was this happening to me?
" I woke up and saw you walking out of your room. I followed you down here. You were at half shift, slashing at nothing." He said as we walked to the elevator. He took me back to my room and laid down. His arms wrapped around me as I felt my heart almost pounding itself out of my chest. I didn't sleep the rest of the night. When the lightly fogged morning arose, Stiles and I got dressed to meet up with Scott, Allison, Lydia, and Isaac to turn Malia back into a human girl.
" Anyone else think we might be doing more harm than good?" Lydia asked as I stood tall. I wore a black tank top and blue jeans with some black combat boots.
" We're trying to keep a father from killing his daughter." Scott said as I saw Allison looking a little shaken. I gave her a reassuring nod.
" Actually... we're trying to keep a guy from killing a coyote, who is his daughter... who we don't know how to change from a coyote back to his daughter." Issac said as I scoffed.
" Again with the not helping!" Stiles said with sarcasm leaking off his tongue.
" We can handle this." I said to the group. I was tired, but I was pushing through.
" Did you bring it?" Scott asked Allison, I watched as she pulled out a massive gun.
" Well fuck me." I said as she smiled at my quip. We all heard the sound of gunshots. Scott got on his bike and rode off, Stiles calling out for Scott. I see Isaac running after him with Allison on his trail.
" This isn't good." I whispered as I saw Stiles pulling his phone out and calling what looked to be his Dad.
" It took the doll again? What the hell is so important about this doll?" Stiles asked as he looked at me, then looked at Lydia. I see her looking at me.
" What's wrong?" Lydia asked as I looked at her.
" I don't know, I feel like we are moving too fast, somethings wrong." I said as I felt the weight of everything coming at me.
" We have to ground ourselves Raven." Lydia told me as I looked up and saw Stiles hanging up the phone.
"...It's... the... doll?" Stiles asked as he looked confused and looked to figure something out.
" All right, but why would it go all the way to the school and then back to the house, just for a doll? One that was in the car wreck in the first place. We didn't find it in the coyote den." Stiles says as he is bent over as if trying to think more clearly about the situation.
" It likes the doll- who cares?" Lydia says as she paced.
" It has to mean something, maybe it has another meaning that we aren't getting." I said as Stiles stood up as if what I said made something click. He pulled out his phone and came over to me. He showed me a picture of the photo we saw at the Tate House.
" That doll? It's not Malia's doll." I say as the dread comes forward. It's not hers." I said as I pointed to the little girl.
" Malia's little sister. That's her doll." He said as I saw the gears turning in his head.
" I know where she's going." Stiles said as he pulled his phone out.
" Scott? It's me. You have to call me back as soon as you can. It wasn't Malia's doll- it was her sister's. Malia left it in the car for her sister. It's like bringing flowers to a grave, okay? And we stole the flowers. So, that's all she's trying to do, right? Bring the doll back to the grave, to the car wreck. That's where she's headed- the car wreck." Stiles said as I saw Lydia in front of me. I saw a shimmer of steel that she was walking towards. A coyote trap!
" Lydia watch out!" I screamed as I pushed her out of the way and heard a click. I stepped into the trap. The pressure plate hasn't fully triggered, but if I move, it'll go off!
" I'm fucking stuck!" I yelled as Stiles came up to me in a slight panic.
" Raven, don't move." Stiles said as I looked deep into his eyes.
" Look for a warning label." Lydia told him as I saw Stiles get low and look puzzled. He was looking at the trap.
"...Raven? We got a problem." He said with a shaken voice.
" Huh?" Lydia asked as I got nervous. She was out of danger.
" I can't read it. The letters are mixed up." He said as my heart sank. I took a deep breath as I forced my eyes to shine.
" I know you can do this, Sti. Who the fuck needs directions when you always think outside of the box?" I said as he looked at me.
" I believe in you Stiles. I love you so much that I know you can figure this out with no issue. I've seen you do it time and time again. So please breathe and look at every angle. " I said as I gave him a confident look in his eyes. He pulled some leaves and I heard his breath shake.
" Okay, here we go. Ready?" He asked as I nodded. He took the wheel in his hand and spun it. I felt him get up and grab me as I heard a click and snap. I was out of danger and in Stiles' arms. I was slightly shaken.
" Thank god!" I said as I calmed my heart.
" Are you ok?" He asked as he looked me over. I nodded and gave him a deep kiss. I pulled away at the sound of Scott roaring.
" That's what I'm talking about!" Stiles said as I laid my head on his chest. Stiles and I called Noah and not too long after the police showed up.
" I still can't believe you were right." Noah said as I saw Stiles smiling wide.
" Think outside the box dad." Stiles replied before we walked away and just stood by a tree. I saw Malia getting treated as I felt my eyes glow. What was her story?
" You ok?" Stiles asked as I nodded.
" For now, I'm not sure. The sleepwalking and nightmares are still coming and going." I said as he pulled me deep into his arms.
" We will be ok." He said as I sighed.
" Till you're brother gets back, I'm keeping an eye on my favorite girl." He said with that charming smile that made me feel weak in the knees. I then pulled him into a very steamy kiss. We pulled apart, we went with Noah to show that Malia was alive. The reunion between the two looked sweet.
" I can read." Stiles said as I smiled, he must have closed his mental door.
" Thank fuck, its over." I said with a grin. He smiled at me. What I didn't see was that it was only starting.