Triskele

Ice Pick

It took four days for Scott to detox completely and he begged Isaac not to tell Allison about what Victoria did. Of course Isaac would do anything for him and so he reluctantly agreed.

What happened with Victoria was soon forgotten as a very big lacrosse game, one that would determine if the they would go to the Championship drew closer.

"Are you sure you are okay to play?" Isaac asked Scott.

"I will be fine Izzie, I promise." Scott answered. "It is lacrosse, how bad could I get hurt?"

Very bad apparently. The opposing team had a giant for a player. He barreled his way through every player, injuring many of the best.

"Oh come on, is that even a student? I want to see a birth certificate!" Coach Finstock shouted. He sat down next to Stiles. "What the hell are they feeding him?"

"Yeah, they call him The Abomination." Stiles replied.

"Well that is cute...and I like to be called Cupcake." Coach Finstock joked. Stiles looked at him in amused confusion. "Oh come on!" He yelled as another player was knocked down. "Mahealani, how many fingers am I holding up?" Danny, who had been knocked down halfway in the game and had an ice pack pressed to his head, looked up.

"Uh...four." Danny answered. Coach Finstock shook his head.

"Say two." He corrected.

"Two." Danny repeated.

"Atta Boy, get in there!" Coach Finstock said as he pushed Danny towards the field. "McCall, my grandmother hits harder than that- and she is dead! Do you think you can hit harder than my dead grandmother, huh? Take him out!"

"Should he be yelling at them like that?" Melissa asked.

"It helps build character." Isaac said dully. "Or at least that is what my coach said when I played."

"Was he as eccentric as Bobby?" Melissa asked.

"No." Isaac answered. 'But then again no one could be worse than my father.' He watched as Scott barreled into The Abomination with surprising force. The people in home team's stand cheered.

"YES!" Coach Finstock shouted. "The bigger they are...the bigger they are!"

With The Abomination down and out for the rest of the game The Cyclones were able to come back and win the game, Scott scoring the winning point. The team lifted Scott into the air as they headed back to the lockerroom, cheering with the fans.

As Stiles headed through the parking lot he noticed Lydia's car.

"Lydia?" He questioned as he saw that she was still in it. Lydia sniffled in reply. "Hey, what is it?"

"I feel like I am losing my mind, I-I do not know w-what is happening." She answered.

"Is this about what happened last week, you were sleepwalking."

"This is not the first time Stiles, I always find myself in strange places. And I-."

"And you what?"

"I hear voices in my head." Lydia muttered softly, brokenly. "Sometimes they are whispers and other times they are screaming at me and I get this urge to just...to wail."

"We will figure it out, after we stop the Kanima you and I can scour every book in the castle library, we can talk to Deaton too." Stiles promised. "Everything will be fine."

"Thank you." Lydia responded. "God you must think I am a mess, crying like a baby."

"No, no. I think- I think you are actually kind of beautiful when you cry." Lydia smiled and laughed lightly.