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'Brace for a storm, The likes of which we've never seen before'
- Storm, Jorge Rivera-Herrans
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Stiles and Lydia left straight after I fell back asleep on the couch but I didn't stay asleep for long because I had another dream. This dream was of Scott and Liam and I guess I've just intruded on this scene.
I'm currently leaning against Scott's kitchen counter as him and Liam hurry down the stairs, both holding helmets for Scott's bike. "Kira found Brett. They're fine, but we've got to go."
"More assassins?" Liam questions.
"Maybe a lot more" Scott shrugs as he turns the corner and looks back at me.
"Different than the ones who just tried to set us on fire?" Liam asks.
"I think so, yeah" Scott replies as he stares back at me. "Atlas go home."
"Wow I'm just trying to help" I scoff as I cross my arms. "I had a dream and thought it was best if I came and helped."
"Well according to Stiles, you got drugged at Eichen" Scott shrugs with a small smile. "He said you weren't completely conscious when he took you home."
"I was conscious" I argue as I stand straight. "I just felt a little dazed because of everything. I'm fine now, I can help. There is also no point in arguing with me because I'm helping whether you like it or not McCall."
Scott rolls his eyes before he turns back to Liam and notices his expression. "How about I take you home?"
"I'm not like you" Liam admits as he sets the helmet down on the countertop.
"Not yet" Scott pleads.
"I don't mean I'm not strong, or I'm never gonna learn how to be in control" Liam sighs as he runs a hand through his hair. "I mean everything else. You and your friends, you try to protect everyone. Have you been doing this the whole time? I mean, how are you all still alive?"
"Not all of us are" Scott replies with a shrug.
We all stand in silence for a long moment before I speak up, "let me take you home Liam." Liam nods and we begin to walk out of Scott's house, I turn back to Scott, "you find Kira, then I'll find you guys."
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"You gonna talk about it?" I question as I drive along the familiar roads of beacon hills. I glance at Liam but look back at the road just after, "about everything?"
"I'm scared A" Liam admits. "I'm scared out of my mind about all of this. How are you not running away in fear?"
"This isn't the worse thing that has happened to me" I shrug. "But you have the right to be scared, this is all new to you."
"Since that night at the hospital and the berserker coming after us" Liam rambles. "Those guys are terrifying! I've been seeing them in my dreams."
"They're just dreams" i remind Liam. "Berserkers cannot hurt you in your dreams. If one ever comes after you when I'm around, I'll protect you."
"I wouldn't ask that of you."
"You're not asking Liam, I'm doing it."
"What about you? Have you had anymore dreams about the Aztecs?"
"Nothing. For some reason I don't think that's a good thing either. Silence and darkness typically means something is coming."
"You think your time is coming? Your time to for-fill the prophecy?"
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Wicked style, Liam Dunbar
FanfictionAtlas didn't understand the true meaning of family until he lost his parents and found his own family in Beacon Hills. Family isn't about blood, family is the people who love you and are willing to do anything to keep you safe. Learning how to love...
