Chapter Thirty: The Recital

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~Beacon Hills High School~

Arriving at the school was nerve-racking, guys and girls both gawked at me as I walked through the doors. As people stared, I felt... worshipped and it felt amazing, but yet, I felt like a guardian to these people.

I sat down at an empty table and listened to the school band play. I began to notice the music become more sinister. Aiden and Ethan were in the audience and I knew that they noticed it as well.

Out of the blue, the chanting returned.

I stood up and followed the chanting as it got louder and louder until it stopped. It led me right outside a classroom. Before I could open the door, I fell to the ground holding my ears in pain after hearing the most intense ear-piercing scream of my life.

I slowly started to open my eyes, the door was opened a tad for me to see what was going on. I saw Lydia strapped to a chair and bleeding from her forehead. Ms. Blake was confronting Sheriff Stilinski who had a knife in his right chest area. Scott was on the ground spitting up blood. Stiles was next to me trying to get me up for me to help them.

"Please, Leia get up. I need you. My dad needs you, Lydia needs you... Scott needs you."

As soon as he said that my eyes flashed red as I thought of all the times Scott and I were together.

The Sheriff picks up his gun, "There was a girl years ago. I found her in the woods. Her face and body slashed apart. That was you, wasn't it?"

Ms. Blake smiled, "Maybe I should have started with philosophers, with knowledge and strategy," she replies.

He shoots her in the leg, but it heals. "Healers," she said. She grabs the knife that is embedded in his chest, making him drop his gun, and backs him against the wall. "Warriors." She rips the badge off his chest and crushes it. "Guardians." And she looks at his mouth, "Virgins." And she kisses him. After she does, the Sheriff opens his eyes and sees the Darach without her glamour.

I kick the door in breaking it down and completely wolfed out. I let out a roar as she turned towards me with a smirk. I swiped my arm down but all I hit was air, when I turned around the glass windows shattered sending pieces of glass into my face, arms, legs, stomach, and upper chest area. I pulled a large shard of glass out of my arm, and I healed in seconds.

Stiles stared at the empty spot that his father last stood. Scott stared back and forth between the empty spot and the shards of glass that pierced my body. Every time I walked it hurt and I knew if I didn't get assistants I wasn't going anywhere. Dad said it is possible to call for a certain wolf if I focus and that's what I did. I called, and he came.

Derek arrived in a few minutes and when he saw what I looked like he looked angry and concerned. He scooped me up and took me to the loft.

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