A Hale of a Teacher

Chapter Nineteen

Isaac's POV
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"STOP! PLEASE MAKE IT STOP!" Stiles screamed.

Claire flinched and looked away, "I'm sorry, Stiles, I can't let you go though."

I could feel my blood oozing down my face. It was a weird sensation; warm sticky blood running down your face and once in a while into you eyes. It was grotesque and painful but oddly fascinating. Once in a while I would lose control of my body and when I did, my eyes would glow and I would thrash around.

Tori was watching me intently from where she was sitting in the corner, "Does it hurt?"

I nodded then I began to thrash around again.

Tori winced but came closer. She wiped some blood off my face then backed away again, "I hate seeing you in so much pain."

"You don't have to watch. If you want, you can go outside." I said.

"I'm not leaving you."

She walked back to the corner and sat leaning against the wall.

I looked at the floor boards for a while, and watched my blood drip into puddles. Once in a while, I'd hear Stiles cry out in agony and then I'd hear Claire reassure him that'd he'd be okay.

After a while I drifted to sleep. When I woke up everything was blurry but I was still in The Hale House.

Claire looked up, "Whoa Isaac... you don't look too good... Oh god, your eyes..."

Tori looked up, "Oh wow. Derek? This doesn't look too good."

I heard footsteps approaching, and then standing in front of me was my father.

"Dad," I yelped and backed against the wall, "Please don't put me in the freezer... I didn't do anything!" I insisted.

My father raised an eyebrow and then lifted up his hands defensively, "Isaac... I'm not going to hurt you."

"I didn't do anything!" I cried out hiding my face with my arms.

"Isaac... thats Derek... not your father," Tori said.

"No, he's going to hurt me!" I whimpered then suddenly I shifted into a werewolf and snarled. My father backed away and i knocked him to the ground.

I pulled on the chains but they didn't break, so I pulled harder and harder. Finally they snapped.

"Oh. Shit. DEREK YOU SAID THAT WOULD HOLD HIM!" Tori yelled angrily.

"SORRY. I underestimated him. He stronger than I thought." My dad responded.

"NO SHIT, SHERLOCK," Tori yelled lighting herself on fire with anger.

Claire jumped up, "Thats not safe! Why is she on fire?"

"She's mad. It must have unlocked a new power."

I looked over to Stiles who was sleeping on the floor. I frowned confused, then ripped the metal crown-like thing off my head and jumped out the window. And then I guess I blanked out.

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"Isaaaaaaac?"

"Hmm?" I mumbled, eyes still closed.

"Tori, try a little louder," someone said from a little further away.

"Okay Claire..." She responded, "Isaac? Get up!"

I opened my eyes and sat up quickly... and smacked my head... against Tori's face.

Stiles and Claire started to laugh uncontrollably.

"Ow," She whined.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry." I jumped up to check if she was alright.

She started to laugh, "I guess I shouldn't have stood over you."

I looked around and analyzed my surroundings, "Why am I in the middle of the forest?" I looked up at the sky and guess it was late afternoon, "Wait what time even is it?" I looked at my hands which were covered with blood, "Why are my hands covered in blood? Oh my god. What did I do?"

"You're in the middle of the forest because you went crazy from the full moon and ran away. Its 5:30 on Wednesday; the day after the full moon - and don't worry Derek got us all out of school. And um... your hands are covered in blood because um..." Tori glanced at the ground.

"Isaac, you did something bad." Derek said, walking over to where I sat on the ground.

I looked at my hands, "Oh god, what did I do?"

Derek took a shard of broken mirror from his pocket and held it so I could see my face in the reflection, "Isaac, shift."

So I did. I looked at my hands. Everything seemed normal, "Derek, I don't understand."

"Look into the shard of mirror."

My eyes were icy blue.

"What did I do? Why are my eyes like that?" I said confused.

"You killed an innocent. Your eyes will no longer be gold. From now on your eyes will be blue when you shift... Unless you become an alpha."

"I killed someone?" I said, shocked.

"Its okay, Isaac. I did the same when I was a teenager. It doesn't affect you much." Derek said bringing me the body of who I killed.

It was a boy no older than 16 with jet black hair. His dark hazel eyes were glazed and soulless.

"His name was Andy Suede. He was 15, and running away from home.. You must've found him and... well... killed him."

I felt a tear roll down my face, "I did this?"

His throat was ripped apart and there were claw marks everywhere.

"Isaac, you'll get used to it," Derek murmured. "Killing is in our nature, you just need to learn control. It's not like you're the first werewolf to kill someone. Plus I searched up information about this kid. He didn't have family. He was alone. He was like a lone wolf. Lone wolves never survive on their own. You just hurried the process."

I looked at my hands and nodded, "It's not the first time I've hurt someone... I use to get in fights as a child. I had learned to control anger... I've just never had so much power and... I don't know. I guess I didn't think I had the capability to kill."

"I know. But you'll learn. I can tell you have true potential." Derek smiled.

"Intense," Emerick observed. "I really need to get home though. See you on the flip side." He waved and started heading home.

"No one says that anymore..." Stiles called, running after him.

"Wait for me!" Claire hollered chasing after Stiles.

"Yeah, You guys, really need to head home. I'll take care of Andy," Derek said to Tori and I.

"A-Alright," I stuttered taking a deep breath to calm myself down.

Tori took my hand, "It'll be okay," she said looking into my eyes. "Everything will be okay."