The Legacies & the Teen Wolf

Chapter 10, Part 1

Mountain Lions, Group Dates, and Weird Voices Part 1

Ash sighed as he turned off his bike, watching as Crystal quickly made her way into the school, her helmet already tucked under her arm. She was still upset with him after the conversation they had had that past weekend and it didn't look like she was going to forgive him any time soon. The last time Crystal had acted like this to him was right after their dad had been taken and that had gone on for months. It had only stopped about a month or two before they had moved to Beacon Hills. Unfortunately, based on the cold shoulder she had given him yesterday and this morning, it looked like Ash was back to that same treatment for the foreseeable future.

He shook his head, deciding to deal with it later. Hopefully she would be in a better mood after spending some time with her friends, and away from him. Ash got off his bike and began to make his way into the school, unclasping his helmet and pulling it off as he went, but stopped short of entering the school when he noticed the number of police officers that seemed to be wandering around from where the bus parking lot was.

Wonder what that's all about, Ash thought, before shrugging and continuing on his way into the school. If it's something important, I'm sure the principal will make an announcement or I'll hear about it later.

He dropped off his helmet and the books he didn't need for his next couple of classes in his locker before beginning to make his way to his first class. Since he wasn't in a rush to get to his class, having arrived with plenty of time to spare, Ash quickly noticed two familiar dark haired individuals who were frantically looking around the hallway as they rushed down it. Scott and Stiles didn't seem to notice him as they raced past, Scott looking more frustrated and worried than Stiles as they appeared to be searching the hallway for someone. Ash frowned and turned to watch the sophomores as they split off from each other, Scott heading over to the side of the hallway by some lockers, and Stiles continuing a little farther down, obviously not noticing that his friend had disappeared from his side.

Ash began to make his way over to Scott, his frown deepening as he realized just how freaked out the teen was. Scott was breathing heavily, his hands on either side of his head as he leaned against the lockers. Ash slowed his approach when he heard Scott groan in frustration, once, and then again before drawing his hand into a fist and slamming it into the locker in front of him, letting out a yell as he did so.

Ash jumped at the action, watching as the teen inhaled harshly for a few seconds before deeming it safe to reach out to the obviously struggling young man. "Scott? Are you alright?"

Scott whipped around to face Ash, his puppy dog brown eyes filling with a semblance of relief. "You're okay."

"Yeah? Why wouldn't I be?" Ash asked, brow crinkling in confusion.

Scott shook his head, ignoring the older teen's question. "Did your sister ride in with you today?"

"Yeeees? Why?" Ash answered slowly, tilting his head as he squinted his eyes to look at Scott.

"What about Alison? Have you seen her?" Scott asked, beginning to make his way down the hall again. Ash followed after him, invested in finding out what was going on with the younger teen and hoping that in following him, he might be able to figure out what was going on.

"No, can't say that I have. Scott, what's going on?" Ash asked, grabbing Scott's shoulder and forcing him to stop. "What's got you so frustrated that you lost control and punched a locker?"

Scott sighed, turning to face Ash. "I had a dream last night. A really intense one and I thought it was just a really realistic dream, but then Stiles and I saw the school bus, and I just need to make sure Allison is okay."