Stiles was used to everything going bad and then getting worse. He was used to everyone being evil and out to get him. What he didn't expect was Haley Darby. A seemingly normal girl who, admittedly, had caught his attention before. She stumbled into...
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The twins stood there, their wolf form towering over the rest of them. They let out a large growl. The sound made the walls vibrate and it echoed through the hospital. Hayley felt a chill run down her spine, she couldn't see this ending well.
She heard a growl from beside her as Derek lifted his head up. His eyes the red of an alpha's. His fangs and claws bared; ready to fight.
They charged towards each other, their footsteps loud. Derek barrelled into him, knocking them a few steps back before the twins elbowed him in the back. They continued to punch each other. Their faces repeatedly getting hit with their fists.
Scott ran forward too; yellow eyes glowing as the hospital lights flickered above them. He jumped off the wall, swiping at the werewolf with his sharp claws. He dodged before trying to hit Scott back.
Stiles saw Cora laying across the floor unmoving and looked at Hayley and Peter, edging them past the fighting and towards the sick girl. The twins had Scott held up by his neck, his back against the wooden door as they squeezed and he struggled for air. They carefully moved Cora away from the commotion. Stiles kept his bat in his hand, held up high as he looked round the place wearily.
Peter had Cora over his shoulder. Her body limp, moving round with each step he took. They all followed into the room as the twins chased after them.
"Don't stop, don't stop!" Derek urged.
Hayley saw Stiles looking at his bat, obviously thinking about something, as the twins roared from behind the door. "Stiles, don't!" Hayley worried, she guessed what he was thinking.
Stiles shrugged, walking over so he was placed behind the door. Hayley was next to Scott and Derek, her powers ready if she needed to fight. The alpha twins came barrelling through the door in their merged wolf form, a violent growl escaping their lips like a war cry.
Stiles grunted as he swung his bat. The wood made contact with their head before it snapped. Splints scattering round the air as the sound of them clattering to the floor filled everyone's ears. Stiles looked at the bottom half of the bat, his eyes wide and mouth agape, as Voltron Wolf turned round, looking into Stiles' eyes as they growled at him threateningly.
Stiles stepped away slowly, his back up against the wall as if he hoped it would swallow him. It seemed Stiles wasn't the werewolf's worry though as he clambered past unaffected. The alpha twins had focused their gaze back to Derek, Scott and Hayley. In the corner of her vision, Hayley saw Scott jump up, lifting the light off the wall with a load roar.
Electricity crackled as the lights flickered once more. The crash of the light barrelling into the werewolf, momentarily stopping their cause. They took the opportunity, Scott, Stiles, Derek and Hayley rushing through the doors and further away from the Alpha, apparently out to get them.
