Alone (teen wolf)

19

After a short ride in the Jeep, we pulled up to see Scott already waiting for us. Me and Stiles both jumped out but instead of engaging in their conversation, I put my headphones on and blasted The Neighbourhood (or whoever you want).

My head was lifted, however, when the the headlights of a car placed on us like a spotlight. The black came to a stop in front of us and Derek emerged from it. Still a little bit frightened of him, I stayed behind while the boys took steps closer to him.

"Where's my boss?" Scott said with no patience whatsoever. "He's in the back." Derek answered him.

We all moved forward to the back windows and saw Scott's boss tied up with tape around his hands and mouth and a cut with dried blood just underneath his right eye.

"Oh, he looks comfortable." I slapped Stiles' head for his unneeded sarcasm. He gave me a small glare and rubbed the back of his head.

Scott and Stiles headed up the stairs of the school with me trailing behind half asleep. Derek asked him where he was going but he ignored him and continued to enter the school.

We walked round to the front desk and began fiddling with the microphone that the principal does his announcement on. I let out a yawn and let my hands fall to my side but stopped when I felt something.

I lifted up my t-shirt slightly to reveal the gun I had previously threatened Stiles with. I mentally cursed myself before lowering my top and trying to act as if I didn't have a gun.

"One question, what are you gonna do if the Alpha doesn't show up?" Stiles asked and Scott shrugged. "And what are you gonna do if he does show up?" I asked, feeling the need to contribute.

"I don't know." Scott answered which caused me to roll my eyes. "Good plan." Stiles said in his usual sarcastic tone.

"You said that a wolf howls to signal it's position to the rest of the pack, right?" Scott said, looking between us. "Yeah, but does that mean you're part of his pack?" Stiles questioned and I nodded.

"I hope not." Scott whispered in a defeated tone. Stiles muttered something but I couldn't make it out but he placed the microphone in front of Scott before I could ask what he said.

"All right, all you." Scott cleared his throat while I walked round towards Stiles. He closed his eyes before letting out a shrill howl making me burst out laughing.

I stopped, however, when I saw Scott's panicked face looking at me. "Was it ok? I mean it was a howl right?" I looked at Stiles waiting for him to answer because if I did, I wouldn't be able to control my laughter.

"It sounded like a cat being chocked to death, Scott." He said disappointed. Me, however, was on the verge of crying.

"What? How am I supposed to do this?" Stiles saw how frustrated he was getting so he walked towards him in an attempt to calm him down.

"Be a man. Be a werewolf, not a teen wolf." Stiles said while massaging his shoulders. He took a step back from Scott and watched him as he prepared to try again.

I watched Scott closely too and I could see his eyes turn a golden colour once again before letting out a threatening howl. We both looked at Scott in awe before walking outside to meet Derek again.

"I'm gonna kill all of you." Was the greeting we got from Derek. "Are you trying to attract the whole state to the school." His eyes switching between all three of us.

"Sorry I didn't know it would be that loud." Scott smiled sheepishly. "Yeah it was loud. And it was awesome." Stiles ended in a sing-song voice. I chose to stay quiet because of my fear of the man in front of me.

"Shut up." Derek deadpanned causing Stiles to roll his eyes. "Don't be such a sour-wolf." Stiles replied but Scott and I both stopped him.

Scott's eyes were fixed on the back of Derek's seats before he looked at him. "What'd you do with him?" He asked causing Derek to turn round.

We all peeled over to see that Scott's boss gone. Derek turned to us with worried expression. One that which we all mirrored.

All of a sudden, Derek was lifted up, blood spewing out of his mouth as the Alpha's claws sunk into his back. Stiles grabbed mine and Scott's hand and we dashed into the school.

The last thing I saw was Derek being thrown against the wall before I was pushed inside by Stiles, who was now holding the doors closed with Scott.

I closed my eyes in an attempt to slow my breathing down but it wasn't working. All three of us looked at it each other knowing what we all were thinking.

We. Are. Dead