Following the Stars

Body Electric

It had been a relief to finally get her hands on her bow, magic powers were cool and everything but the weight of the bow in her hands, the pull of her muscles as she draws the string back, the way everything just seems to stop. The sound of the arrow sailing through the air, the feeling of satisfaction as it hits the bullseye. Allison let's out a steady breath and lowers her bow, turning to face the pack, her eyes falling on Lydia, who was staring intently at her
"So, who wants to go first?" Allison asked, a grin spreading over her face as she eyes Lydia

Naturally, Lydia excelled, which surprised no one, she had pulled a pistol from a selection of weapons inside the duffel bag, loaded it, flicked off the safety and hit every mark. She released the clip and met the packs eyes, all varying degrees of shock and amazement
"What? I read" Lydia had smiled innocently. Danny had adjusted easily enough to a pistol but Scott and Derek were useless, so Allison had set Scott up with a crossbow, grinning when he eventually hit a bullseye. Derek was lounging against the wall of his house, keeping a close eye on them while he read. The big surprise had been Stiles, who it turns out was pretty good at throwing knives (even though he nearly lost a toe while picking one up)

He and Allison had moved away from the group, partly out of safety because the last thing they needed was for Stiles to accidentally impale one of them but mostly to focus on seeing just how skilled Stiles was without the group watching him, Allison was using her powers to hold up targets at different levels and distances while Stiles tried to hit them.
"Why are you good at this?" Allison asked, unable to keep the disbelief from her voice
"Like I know" Stiles shrugged as he threw a knife, grinning as it pierced the bullseye "I'm just glad I'm good at something" He laughed
"You're good at plenty of things Stiles" Allison pulled the knife out and let it fall at Stiles' feet
"Yeah, you guys tell me that enough, but it's nice to actually see it from time to time"
Allison opened her mouth to reply "Oh Scott you imbecile"

"Did you hear that?" She asked
"Hear what?" Stiles furrowed his brow in confusion. Allison matched his gaze
"I thought I could hear Lydia talking"
"I didn't hear anything" Stiles shook his head "What did she say?"
"She called Scott an imbecile"
"That does sound like Lydia though" He nodded thoughtfully "Maybe you imagined it?"
"I guess" Allison agreed, looking back to the clearing where she knew the group were still practising

"You know Derek" Lydia sat down on the ground beside him "I've been thinking, after this whole apocalypse thing has been dealt with, maybe we should rebuild this old place?"
"Why would we do that?" Derek replied stiffly, turning another page of his book
"Because it looks like shit, and a pack should really stay together, and it's big enough for all of us... Need I go on?"
"We wouldn't be able to afford it"
"Minor details" Lydia waved her hand carelessly "What do you think? The whole pack working together on this wreck could be good bonding experience"
"I'll consider it"
"That's all I ask" Lydia smiled as she saw Allison and Stiles heading towards them
"It turns out Stiles is a pretty damn good knife thrower" Allison announced to the pack as she reached Lydia, bending down to press a kiss to her lips (their preferred form of greeting now)
"That's awesome dude!" Scott grinned, he turned to Allison "I know a way we can practice your fireball skills as well" He ran inside the house and returned a minute later, a sack of tennis balls over his shoulder
"Do I want to know why you have like two hundred tennis balls?" Lydia asked, she turned to Derek "is this a wolf thing?"
Derek laughed humourlessly before looking back to his book
"Where did you get two hundred tennis balls?" Stiles asked
"Amazon" Scott replied with a shrug as he pulled one out
"That place fucking sells everything" Danny muttered
"So what? You throw tennis balls and I blast them?" Allison asked
"Pretty much" Scott nodded and lobbed a ball in the air, Allison's hunter reflexes kicked in and she blasted the ball out of the air easily
"that's totally awesome when it's not your eyebrow" Stiles muttered, grabbing a ball from the bag