Teen Wolf ➳ The Truth

Chapter 2 | The bullet

Scott- (P.O.V)
I head towards the change rooms to have a quick shower which was rather relaxing for a while until I was reminded about Jackson, When Liam's phone came up with a message he looked at it twice and quickly ran over and shown me this;

Jackson; hey it's Derek, I found Jackson and I'm taking him to Deaton he's in a critical condition. Tell Scott to meet me after school. It's urgent.

- After reading that I just can't stay at school I have to find out what is going on. Not only because I'm the alpha but we're all together as a pack, and I made my promise.

I leave school in a hurry, I don't have a car so I just run out of school without a permission slip and without getting caught by any teacher.

I finally arrive to the animal clinic and see Derek's car parked at the front. I peeked through the window to see quite a lot of blood in the passenger seat, more than I expected. I'm hoping that he will be alright because he's only been a werewolf for a few months and he's still learning about his new abilities.

My thoughts are running wild. But I'm not going to let that get the better of me, I push through the door and run past the reception area then make my way to the surgery room in the back. I push the door wide open.

I interrupt Deaton and Derek's conversation. "Is he going to be alright?" Derek asked in a concerned voice with furrowed eyebrows.
"Yes! Your lucky you found him. Any longer and he would of died by the state he was in" Deaton replied calm as he usually is.

"What happened??" I try to say without stuttering because I'm quite shaken up seeing Jackson like that. Derek and Deaton break eye contact and turn to look at me; they didn't look surprised that I showed up. They must of expected me to be here.

"Someone attacked him, we don't know who yet did it. But I found him like that" Derek says feeling uncomfortable.
"Well why Jackson? Why would they do that to him?" I said looking at the bullet wound in his leg that is slowly healing.
"We don't know Scott?, it could of Been anyone including the hunters" He says in a raised tone as his eyes grew wider. he's so short tempered.

I step back for a second and think so it becomes clearer. It's something Isaac taught me when finding clues. Then opened my mouth to say
"We'll it's not the Argents or the Calaveras, they have nothing against any of us. But it could be another hunter an experienced one" I say as a smug expression washed over my face.

Deatons eyebrows raise and the look on his face shows that he knows something. He goes towards the sink and rinses off the bullet that was used, he brought it over to a nearby table, then looks at it under the light. Derek and I move over around the table to Deaton.

"Does it Look familiar?" Deaton immediately asked with the silver bullet in his hand. He passed the bullet over to Derek.

Derek looks at the bullet close in detail. His eyes enlarge, he looks up and down examining every part of it.

"What? Do you know who owns the bullet?" I ask anxiously biting my lip because he was taking too long to say anything.
"It's definitely a hunter" he replied with raised eyebrows as his hand lifted from his side and pointed in a direction; my eyes followed to a wolfsbane diagram carved onto the bullet.

Also I noticed under the diagram there were words written in another language with a symbol next to it, the symbol was a wolf howling under the full moon.

"Deaton do you know what language this is?" Derek asked sounding determined; desperately hoping that he knew.

Deaton looks closely his eyes widened to focus but narrowed after a quick glance.
"I'm not sure, you'll have to ask Argent" he replied motionlessly.

Derek just nods his head as he looked to the floor, you could tell that he was confused why a hunter would want to attack Jackson. Or how they even knew Jackson was a werewolf?

"The symbol, a wolf howling" I say making sure they took notice.
Derek looks at the wolf, he exhaled sharply.
"A hunter wouldn't just shoot people randomly" he said with anger laced in his voice.
"What do you mean?" I say back my eyes widening to his reply.
"Hunters only attack werewolves for a reason, either they are killing innocent people or just revenge" he says with a uneasy look on his face like he's faced this problem before.
"But who would want revenge?" I say looking at Deaton then to Derek.
"Thats the thing we don't know" Derek said again, he stared at Jacksons lifeless like body, I just sigh and put my head down, the words are only just sinking into my head. "We.don't. know."

This whole situation could be more complicated than I thought it to be. The hunter could've been anyone, someone we might not even know or someone who we might trust.

The whole room was silent for a minute, nothing else could be added to make it worse than it already was. The morning had started badly and just to finish it off we've got a lacrosse game tonight. Just Great.

"Well when will Jackson wake up?" I say to fill the silence, I could almost hear Derek's thoughts.
"Any minute" Deaton says still calm with no movement.
"Can he play tonight?" I ask just remembering we need him. Deaton turns his head and looks at me funny, The kind of look like

"he was just shot and your only worried about the lacrosse game tonight?"

But we really do need him to play and Coach would not only be disappointed with Jackson but with me for telling him that he was going to be here. So I don't know what I'm going to tell him if he can't make it to play tonight.

But Derek already knew the answer "he should be able to play. He's healing so there's not going to be any pain, plus he can suck It up" he says with a small smile, as the sunlight shone on his face.

I lightly laugh, when my phone suddenly vibrated I pull it out of my pocket and my eyes focused to the screen. I've got a message from stiles.

Stiles; It's almost recess, when are you going to be back?
My phone vibrates again!
Stiles; Also what's wrong with Jackson
Stiles; are you there?

I read the message and replied;
"I'll be there soon, Jackson was shot I'll tell you about it later."

I slid my phone back into my pocket. I look up to Derek; his lips curving into a smirk.
"Stiles?" He says in a lighter voice which was a change from him being angry not long ago.
"Yup" I reply back with a half smile.

My phone vibrates again. This time I just left it knowing that it's only going to be stiles asking more questions.

"You better be getting back to school, tell the rest what happened" Derek said still smiling as his eyes blinked constantly.
"Yeah I will, when he wakes up you immediately text me" I said with a nod and started to slowly walk towards the doorway.

"Good and try to figure out what the words mean. Also be careful until we figure out who done this" he said with raised eyebrows and a grim look.
"I will" I replied. Before closing the door.

Deaton waved goodbye and Derek just gave me a nod which I think he means "I'll take care of him". I leave the clinic and head back to school.

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- Nikola Webster
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