COMPLETED [ B O O K T W O - S E A S O N S 3 A + 3 B ]
Four months since defeating the Kanima, Madison Stilinski had lived a normal summer filled with fun, trying her best not to think about Derek Hale. But when a pack of Alpha's roam to town...
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Derek didn't hesitate before turning into his wolf form, and rushing towards the twins, instantly attempting to throw them backward only they slam their arm into his back.
We watch as Derek fails to bring the twins down, and instead they throw him into a wall and so Scott bares his teeth at the two, charging toward them, flipping off the wall as he hit his claws towards them, whilst Derek tried to scramble off the ground. Stiles nudged me, and I furrowed my brows at him, as he nodded forwards, and I realised Cora's unconscious body on the ground just behind the twins conjoined form.
"You said you once literally separated them with your powers, right?" Stiles reminded me, and I nodded. "Think you can do that again?"
I intake a breath, unsure if I had built up enough strength again. I had literally just been barely able to stand less than an hour ago, and I knew taking down the twins wouldn't be easy. But it was Derek's sister. And so I stepped forward towards the conjoined Alpha, as Scott was hitting against them.
Focusing on my powers, I could feel the energy building within me, a swirling tempest ready to be unleashed. I raised my hands, summoning a gust of wind that whipped around the room. The twins momentarily staggered, glancing at me with a mix of confusion and anger.
"Madison, now!" Stiles shouted, urging me on.
With a determined yell, I thrust my hands forward, directing the full force of my wind powers at the twins. The air around them began to twist and churn, the pressure mounting until it was almost unbearable. The conjoined form of the twins started to strain, their bodies pulling in opposite directions.
With a final, powerful surge, I focused all my strength on the point where their bodies joined. The air crackled with energy, and suddenly, with a deafening roar, the twins were violently torn apart, each tumbling to the ground with a thud. They lay there, disoriented and separated, no longer the intimidating conjoined Alpha
As the adrenaline faded, a wave of exhaustion crashed over me. My legs felt like jelly, and I could barely stand. My arms were trembling, weak and nearly useless at my sides. I stumbled, dizziness overwhelming my senses. I thought the feeling before was bad, but now? It was hell.
Peter and Stiles rushed through the chaos. Peter wasted no time, scooping Cora up in his arms, her limp form hanging precariously.
"Let's go!" Derek shouted, scrambling to his feet and grabbing my hand. He noticed my condition, concern flashing in his eyes. "Madison, are you okay?"
"I..." My voice was barely above a whisper. "I don't know."
He pulled my arm around his neck, supporting me as we bolted down the corridor, the echoes of the battle still ringing in our ears. Scott covered our retreat, ensuring the twins were too disoriented to follow us.
We found an empty hospital room and ducked inside, Derek begun barricading the door behind us. I leaned against the wall, my breath coming in heavy gasps, my legs trembling from the effort.
