𝗖𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗿𝘃𝗼𝘆𝗮𝗻𝘁

Shift

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"Derek! I know you're here!" Scott shoves the door open and storms in, I follow closely behind. 

"Yeah! We know what you did!" I cower behind Scott. Even though Derek thinks I'm some powerful demon child, I have no idea how to control it, and I don't feel like getting murdered by some hot werewolf tonight. 

"I didn't do anything." His voice is calm, coming from an out of sight body. 

Scott walks up to the staircase and looks up, trying to find him. "You killed him!"

"He died."

"Wow, we had no idea." I say, trying to match his tone. 

"Like your sister died?" Scott begins making his way up the stairs. I decide not to follow him, figuring if that's where Derek is, then my best chance at survival is to stay as far away as possible. 

"My sister was missing. I came here looking for her." 

I focus on the two other heart beats in the room, drowning mine out. Both of them are beating consistently, no blips or jumps. He isn't lying. 

"You found her." Scott responds, making me grimace at the sensitive topic. 

"I found her in pieces! Used as bait to catch me!" Derek is now yelling at Scott, almost giving away his hiding spot. 

"I think you killed them both. I'm gonna tell everyone, starting with the sheriff." Before Scott can say anything else, I watch as a figure from the right side of him picks up his body and chucks it down the staircase. I jump out of the way, and watch in horror as Scott shifts. 

The last time I saw Scott shift, he nearly killed me. I ended up shredded half to death on a locker room floor, being rushed to the emergency room. I force myself to take a deep breath, and back away even further as Derek jumps down the stairs. 

Scott grabs onto him and pushes his body through the drywall, making me audibly gasp. "Ooh...ouch." 

Instead of being phased by this, Derek stands back up and smiles at Scott. "Huh..." He dusts off his shirt and takes off his jacket, throwing it to the side. "That was cute." 

Oh god...now i'm stuck in a house with no control, two werewolves, and way too much testosterone, I think, so great. 

Scott lunges at Derek, who promptly grabs him by the shirt pushes him against the wall before grabbing him again and chucking him to the side. To my surprise, Scott stands back up and begins punching him, sending there werewolf fight into a plain old fist fight. That is until Derek uses his werewolf strength to push Scott across the room, leaving the inexperienced werewolf laying on the floor. 

While Scott is standing up, Derek runs up to him and kicks him in the chest, sending him back once again. 

"Take it easy, dude!" he flashes his blue eyes at me and growls, "Okay! Never mind!" I turn my face away from the fight, unable to watch much more of this horror. 

A lot of punching, kicking, and growling is heard, even through my covered ears. One of the downsides of heightened hearing. It all sounded like a normal fight until I heard the sound of bones crunching. I spin around to see Scott on the floor, clutching his chest. 

"What are you doing!" 

"Getting you to shift." Derek turns his head towards Scott, "Unless you want me to break another rib bone, tell your friend over there to show you what she really is." 

"I can't control it!" I yell, feeling my heart beat start to rise. panic attack incoming.

"Please...Maeve" Scott manages to push out the words. They're breathy and jagged, accompanied with a few bloody coughs. 

"I can't!"

"Do it, Maeve! Show us who you really are!" 

"No!"

"Come on, Shift! Show us!" 

"Stop it!" I cover my ears, the sounds of Derek's voice becoming deafening. 

"Do it!" 

"I CAN'T!" I take my hands off of my ears and scream the words, every single window in the house shattering alongside it. I feel the fangs in my mouth, and look down at the claws on my hand. 

"I will fucking kill you for hurting him! You hear me!" I start storming towards Derek, who's has one hand over an ear, blood coming out of it. He begins to back up, his eyes widening. 

"Fight it, Maeve!" His voice is softer, as if he is actually trying to help. 

Now I know what he's doing, I think, he's forcing me to control it. 

"I could kill you right now!"

"But you don't want to." He back is now pressed up against the burnt fireplace, his body still trying to push further away from mine. 

The frustration I feel is nothing I have ever experienced. It's like the feeling of almost winning a game, but then coming in second at the last minute. And what do boys do when that happens? They scream. So, I take after my best friends, stick my hands to my sides, and scream. 

The floor beneath my hands cracks, leaving a small hole on each side of my body. I look down at the cracks in the flooring, them branching out like a lightning strike, growing every time I step on them. The feeling of my fangs in my mouth has disappeared, and my claws are gone. 

"Well..." Derek walks over to me, "you did it...Now we need to figure out what the hell you are." 

"We?" Scott has healed, and is finally standing up from the fetal position he was in. 

"Look, I didn't kill him. Neither of us did. Not even this one over here, who is more likely to than either of us." He points to me. "It's not your fault, and it's not mine."

"This? This is all your fault! You ruined our lives! Look at the floor where Maeve is standing. She just nearly exploded it! What the hell did you do to her?"

"No, I didn't ruin your lives." Derek's voice is back to the emotionless tone it usually is in. 

"You're the one that bit us!"

"No, I'm not."

"What?" I join the conversation, Scott and I both in shock. 

"I'm not the one that bit you." Derek confirms, the emotion still lacking from his voice. 

Scott sits down on the stairs and catches his breath, "...There's another." 

I sit down next to Scott, and we are quickly joined by Derek. "It's called an Alpha. The most dangerous of our kind. You and I? We're Betas. This thing is more powerful, more animal than either of us...well..except for you, Maeve. You're a Beta too, but you're also something else - and I don't know what it is. But I need your guys' help finding him." 

Scott and I exchange glances, "Why us?" 

"Because he's the one that bit you guys. You're part of his pack." Derek's expression is grim, "It's you guys. You're the one's he wants. Especially you, Maeve. Once he finds out that you are more than just a werewolf, he will want you more than any Beta he's ever created." 

Shit.