As The Elowen Grows • Stiles Stilinski

• Chapter 2

"I'm not dying here; I'm not dying at school" Stiles stated as he and Scott moved though the hallways.

"We're not going to die" Scott replies, trying to determine why the Alpha locked them in the school and killed the janitor.

Upon seeing the beast on the roof of the school through the window, letting a moment of panic set in before the boys began to sprint down the hall.

Once they lost it, Scott jumps at the sound of something ahead of them. "Stiles wait, somethings wrong." He whispers

"Wait what, what's wrong. I though we lost him!" flailing his arms around with anger and fear toward his friend before pausing himself.

In the dark hallway, they see a figure much smaller than the Alpha they've seen thus far moving toward them slowly. Its frame leaning up against the wall, limping forward as it held one arm out for support. Scotts senses were flooded by the smell of iron as Stiles slowly brought his flashlight up to point at the being ahead of them. At first the boys only noticed the long brown hair that almost looked black in the dark hall before it rose its head peering through blood and strands of hair at them.

"Help... som-ething, somethings in the school" it spoke in a soft high pitch stutter.

"Oh my god, are you okay?" Scott said quickly moving toward the figure they could now see was a girl no older than them. Inspecting her face quickly after brushing her hair from her eyes as Stiles approached as well. "What are you even doing here?" he asked more himself given the situation.

"My ancle, I can't walk on my ancle. I think its sprained" she said holding her arm as she shook. Her eyes darted back and forth between them as if asking what to do. "I don't know what it was, but I don't think it's gone."

"Yeah, defiantly not leaving anytime soon either" stile mumbled as he looked around the hall, keeping an eye out for the alpha that could be waiting to strike.

Scott grabbed her arm, pulling it over his head before helping her walk. "Come on we have to keep moving." Looking down at her once more a thought came to his mind. How did he not notice she was in the building? Shaking his head, he realized at the moment he couldn't differ the alpha from the janitor, so why would he be able to notice someone else on top of that. He was useless and he should've been the most useful.

Moving down the stairwell as quickly as they could with the wounded girl, they heard growls from behind them. "Scott just pick her up, come on we gotta go!" stiles breaths out as he begins the pickup pace.

"We gotta do something"

"Like what?"

"I don't know. Kill it, hurt it, inflict mental anguish on it... Something" stiles says as the backs up noticing a heavy metal door. Grabbing at the girls waist to pull her off Scotts back he rests her in the corner before pulling his keys out of his jacket pocket and jingling them softly.

"What are you do..." Scott manages to say before another growl is heard and stiles throws his keys into the room as the alpha chased the direction of their sound into the room.

"The Desk, Come On, The Desk!" he shouts and Scott immediately jumps into action pushing it into place wedging the door, blocking the beast in as it fought to break out leaving moment for the three to breath.

"What is it." She piped in softly, voice barely above a whisper. The two looks at another before adverting their eyes from her, dismissing her question before bickering amongst themselves. However there moment was but a moment, once Stiles was finished taunting it and quickly learned it wouldn't be trapped much longer Scott ran to the girl helping her up and following Stiles as they ran out of the area, they were in.

Once safe, Scott notices something and begins to panic "Do you hear that, it sounds like a phone ringing?"

Winter now shifting in an attempt to stand properly spoke up "I don't hear anything, but it might be mine I dropped it somewhere."

"No, I know that ring. Its Allison's phone." He says, now moving Her arm from around him so he could hand her over to Stiles "Can I use your phone?"

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Heading toward the lobby, Scott bursts through the double doors. "What are you doing here, why did you come?"

Allison looks at Scott in confusion, "Because you asked me to..." pulling up her text she received from Scott earlier, showing him the message.

Stiles slightly behind Scott enters through the door carrying Winter on his back, Allison takes notice to the disheveled looking girl. Her expression quickly transforms from confusion to worry in a matter of seconds. "Why do I get the feeling you didn't send this message?" she asks.

"Because I didn't."

Stiles shuffles forward, shifting Winter in his arms "Did you drive here?"

"No, Jackson did with Lydia."

"They're here to!" Scott yells at Allison before being cut off by her phone ringing and Lydia walking into the room with Jackson close behind her.

"Finally, can we go now." Lydia says with frustration and a hint of fear in her voice.

The celling starts to creek and shake as the group begins to feel an impending danger creep up on them. They all look at another hoping someone would speak up to say that it was nothing however it never happened. As the ceiling began to collapse Scott yelled out for everyone to run, and they did. No one dared to look behind them as the sprinted in one direction with the hope of out running whatever it was behind them.

Winter held onto Stiles tightly as he sprinted behind the others "You can let me go." She spoke up with her eyes shut tight, bracing for impact with the tile on the ground. However, his grip only tightened on her thighs as he pushed himself to run faster eventually regrouping with the others in the first room they entered.

Moving to set her down on a table as the other began blocking the door he looks down at her. "I'm not letting you die." He spoke sternly through heavy breaths, looking at her head Stiles noticed more blood on her forehead than before. Once he took a step back, he began looking around the room for something to cover it with but she reached out grabbing his sweater preventing him from moving.

"Thank you." She spoke looking at the ground, but Stiles didn't hear her. His mind was to distracted by what he saw. As Winter looked up at him, she noticed he was looking behind her and as she turned around she quickly understood why he truly stopped moving. Her hand gripped his clothing tighter as she looked on the wall of glass windows behind them.

"Scott, wait not here." But none of the teens listened. They were to busy question another and frantically moving chairs and decks to block the door. "Guys, if you could just wait a second!"

Nothing

"Hello! Stiles talking"

Nothing

"Can we hang on one second please!"

Nothing

Winter loosened her grip on stiles before letting go as he moved away losing all his patience. Winter tried to help by speaking up but she was barely able to speak before a pounding headache began and the room started to spin slightly. She gripped her head and reached for Stiles once more to balance herself. Just as she was about to make contact with his bicep, he yelled gathering everyone's attention and lecturing them on the windows behind them causing her to retreat swiftly from the abrupt sound.

"Can someone please explain to me what's going on, because I'm freaking out" Allison said ignoring Stiles once more and looking to Scott for answers. His face became agitated as he turned away from them trying to come on with something to tell them.

"Someone killed the janitor and attacked..." Stiles started but slowly stopped as he looked to the girl next to him realizing he didn't know her name. moving toward her he opted to just gesture toward her in hopes everyone understood.

"Winter?" Jackson spoke up causing Lydia to also notice the girl. Both expressing concern for the quiet girl before them.