What if Scott McCall had a Sister? A protective one at that.
Dylan McCall, isn't just any Sister of Scott McCall. She is a werewolf, just like him. Protecting her little brother whatever chance she got.
"Scott!" Dylan shouted, knocking on her brother's door, hearing for a reply, what never came. She huffed, and opened the door, slightly and poked the head in, seeing her shirtless brother, wearing black joggers, doing pull ups on his bar, on the door frame between the bedroom and bathroom. Music blasting from the speaker, as Scott's body shinned, from sweat.
Dylan tried once more, shouting, "Scott!"
Dylan groaned, when she still got no reply, walking into the room, she slammed the door shut, causing Scott to widen his eyes in suprise and fall from the bar, stumbling backwards into the wall, sighing in relief by finding his sister there.
"Ever heard of knocking?" Scott said, as Dylan turned the music down slightly.
"I have, actually. Did try it. But, you are just death. Despite you're super hearing, so I came in." Dylan said, as Scott sat on his bed, "Did you know tommorow night is going to be a full moon?"
Scott chocked on his water what he was drinking, coughing.
"I'm sorry." Scott said, clearing his throat.
"Yup. It's a Super Blood Wolf Moon." Dylan said, as Scott looked upto her, shrugging, "You alright? The moon already starting to over take you?"
"Uhm, n-no... I'm fine." Scott mumbled.
"Mhm. Are you sure it's going to be a good idea going to school tommorow?" Dylan asked.
"No, not really. I have no choise though. I need to keep an eye on the others. Especially Liam." Scott said.
"But, Scott. You need to focus on you're self sometimes, you know that, right?" Dylan said, sitting beside her brother, "You need to stop worrying about the others, so much. Liam has learned to control his Wolf instincs since last year. So, how are you feeling?"
"I-I don't know... I just feel out of control all of the time. I'm haveing to run out of class, just to fucking punch a wall or something!? Theres something wrong with me, Dylan. Tommorow night, I need to stay away. In the middle of the woods." Scott said, pulling his knees upto his chest, while Dylan sighed and rested a soft hand on her brothers shoulder.
"Scott, life is tough. There is nothing wrong with you. You are just a teenage boy, and teenagers have things hard. But..." Dylan sighed, "We are not leaving you by yourself. We all will go to that forest tommorow, me, you, Derek, Malia, and Liam. And Stiles!"
"But, I don't want to hurt none of you..."
"Hey, Scotty. We can always protect ourselves, and if you get to out of hand I can always chain you up, if that makes you feel better? But, you're hearts to golden to hurt anybody, expecially us... mostly Derek." Dylan said, adding a smirk.
"Mhm..." Scott hummed, before realisation dawned on him, "Wait, what!? No, not mostly Derek! He's just my friend."
"Sure, because you act like it." Dylan said, rolling her eyes, standing up, "Anyway, I'm gonna go back to my room. I have homework to complete."
Dylan exited the room, leaving Scott a blushing mess, tying the strings on his stick, creating a net, for Lacrosse. ____________________
The next day, Scott just felt horrible. Angry. Every second of the day, he felt like he was going to rip somebody's throat out. But, he got out of bed anyway. First time, he probally managed to get up on his own, but with the Moon's power starting to over come him, he couldn't sleep.
Scott grabbed some random clothes and chucked them on, wearing:
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