𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 | derek hale [ON HOLD]

21 | r e s t r a i n t

Third Person POV:

In a trailer in the woods, a young couple is fighting.

"You promised this was only going to be for a few weeks," the wife states, her anger rising.

"Look, just because we're in a trailer does not mean we're trailer park trash," her husband fires back.

"Exactly. We're worse," she snarls. "We don't even have enough money to be in a trailer park!" The lights start to flicker and electricity cackles, causing her to scoff.

"Don't have a meltdown, ok?" her husband sighs in annoyance. "It's probably just the generator."

"You mean the thing that runs the electricity and water?" she snaps. Her husband shrugs on his coat and turns to her, shaking his head at her tone. "I'm sorry," she apologizes quietly. "I'm just tired of feeling slightly terrified all the time. It's not like I want to be." She starts to cry and her husband pulls her into his arms.

"Hey, look, it's going to get better," he comforts her. He kisses her forehead before stepping outside. His wife moves to sit at the dining table, trying to stop her flow of tears. After a moment, she gets an eerie feeling. Like something isn't right.

She peers out of a window to search for her husband. She sees him talking to a man with a hoodie covering his face. The man raises his pointer finger and motions up.

She gasps in horror as a black tail wraps around his neck and yanks him up. The cloaked man turns to the trailer and points a finger in her direction. She quickly presses herself against a wall and hides from the window. She trembles as she silently prays for the man to leave so she can search for her husband.

All of a sudden, the window crashes and a black creature lands on the dining table. She screams in fear as its sharp claws inch closer to her and its yellow eyes make contact with hers.

It hisses as it gets closer, trapping her against a wall. She whimpers as it stands in front of her, its head right next to her neck.

It growls, exposing its sharp rows of teeth. She cries waiting for it to kill her.

The hissing stops, and the creature's face is no longer next to hers, but in front of her protruding stomach.

It observes her baby bump, using its senses to find a heartbeat.

The creature lets out a loud hiss and runs off into the night, leaving her screaming in terror.

Hana POV:

"If Jackson doesn't know what he's doing, then he probably doesn't know that someone's controlling him," I tell Scott and Stiles through Cel's phone.

"Or he doesn't remember," Scott states.

"What if it's the same kind of thing that happened with Lydia when she took off from the hospital?" Stiles suggests.

"A fugue state?" I question.

"He'd have to forget everything. The murder," Scott tells us.

"Getting rid of the blood," Cel adds.

"But he had help with one thing, though," Stiles points out. "The video. Someone else helped him forget that."

"Whoever's controlling him," Scott says.

"Are you sure Jackson has no clue about any of this?" Cel asks.

"No, Cel. He doesn't," I snap at his defense. "He thinks he's still becoming a werewolf and that being with Lydia somehow delayed the whole thing."

"So, do we try to convince him he's not?"