Teen Wolf: Bitten

Chapter 8: Control

Stiles' POV
The school day went quick and for once, it was actually just a normal, boring day. I was in a good mood until Scott reminded me about going to see Derek. I'm not cut out for this werewolf crap.
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Me and Scott arrived at the loft, but Derek wasn't there.
"Derek?" Scott called.
"Maybe he forgo-"
Out of no where, literally, Derek jumped on me and pinned me to the floor.
"What the hell are you doing?" I shouted.
"If you want to learn control, you have to learn to control your anger." Derek said smirking. He was enjoying this so much.
Scott just stood back and watched as Derek started to punch me.
Scott's POV
Stiles' eyes had started glowing, and his claws and fangs were showing. Derek just carried on punching him.
"Derek, I think that's enough..."
"He needs to learn how to control his anger. He needs to find a anchor."
Derek lifted Stiles off the floor and pinned him against the wall.
"Right Stiles, you need to find a anchor. Look at me, okay? Just relax and think of something that will keep you human." Derek said.
Stiles just ignored him and carried on snarling and growling.
"STILES!" Derek said as he punched him.
Stiles stopped for a minute but then he carried on clawing at Derek. It was like his only goal was to rip Derek to pieces. I walked up to Stiles and held his shoulders.
"Stiles, just breath. Think of something! Anything! I know your still in there so just...uh...I don't know! Just find a anchor. Um... Just think of something important."I panicked.
Stiles froze. His eyes turned back to brown as he quickly shifted back and fell to the floor. Derek and I looked at each other in shock. It was like Stiles had suddenly flipped a switch and became human again.
"You...Derek Hale...are a jackass." Stiles gasped.
His nose was bleeding so I passed him a tissue.
"It worked though, didn't it? I have never seen a beta control the shift as quickly as you just did. Looks like your gonna be better at this than I thought." Derek remarked with a smug look on his face.
"What was your anchor?" I asked.
"Oh...um. Well, I just thought about uh... I just thought about my mum." He said as itched the back of his head.
"Oh... shit dude, sorry for asking."
Good one Scott.
"It's fine. I'm kind of glad my anchor is mum. At least it's not anger like that caveman over there." Stiles said pointing at Derek, which led to a snarl escaping from Derek's lips.
"Right, well I think we're done here." Derek said.
"Well, thanks Derek for beating the crap out of me."
"Any time."
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Me and Stiles left the loft and got into the jeep.
"You did really good in there Stiles." I said. I didn't really know what to say.
Stiles started the car and began to drive.
"I don't think being beaten up by Derek Hale is 'good', but I guess it's the thought that counts with that guy." He laughed.
"Well, like Derek said, he's never seen a beta control the shift as quickly as you just did, you're going to be good at this."
"I don't know about that Sco-" Stiles came to a sudden stop as something hit the jeep.
His head was bleeding from where he had hit the window. 
"Are you okay?" I asked but he had already jumped out of the jeep so I went to see if he had found anything.
"S-Scott...come look at this." Stiles stuttered as he pointed to the road. I walked over to see that something had been carved into the ground. It was a symbol, the same symbol that had been on the bullet.