A Hale of a Teacher

Chapter Twenty Two

Tori's POV
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"Split up?" Isaac mumbled.

"Yeah, I'll go with Emerick, you will go with Tori, and Claire will go with Stiles," Derek practically ordered.

Derek dropped Stiles at Claire's feet.

"Ow," Stiles groaned and slowly stood up, by that point the adderall was wearing off but still not completely gone.

"C'mon Stiles," Claire mumbled.

"TO THE MYSTERIOUS CHAMBER OF STORIES!" Stiles shouted.

"The library?" Claire laughed.

"Yeah that!" Stiles laughed then ran toward the library.

Derek rolled his eyes, "Emerick, you and I will search the main floor."

Emerick nodded, then followed behind Derek.

Isaac smiled uneasily, "I guess that leaves us the basement."

I nodded, "So... How are you doing? I mean are you okay?"

"I don't really know to be honest. I mean, technically I'm not his alpha. But at the same time, he's going to listen to me until someone tells him better... So I don't know. Maybe it's an opportunity." He opened the door to the basement and gazed down the dark, musty, staircase.

He fumbled around trying to find the light switch, "I can't find it."

"Great. We are alone in a dark room that could potentially have a psychotic killer werewolf that probably wants to kill you for killing him. Lovely, positively lovely." I stated.

"We will be okay, don't you have like a light aura thing around you?" Isaac asked me.

"Foxfire?" I laughed.

"Yeah, that." He chuckled.

"Alright, I've never actually like tried this... But here we go, am I doing it?"

I closed my eyes and pictured myself a literal ball of flames. When I opened my eyes, my body was glowing bright red.

"Your eyes are glowing again, that's awesome!" Isaac cheered.

"So I'm doing it? How?" I marveled.

"Derek told me that it's all about concentrating on something... So what are you thinking about?" Isaac asked.

I blushed, "You."

"Aw," Isaac smiled. "I love you."

"I love you too."

"Wait what the hell? did you hear that," Isaac suddenly whispered.

"What?" I asked.

"Something's close..." he trailed off.

"Is it him?" I questioned.

"I don't know, maybe..."

All the sudden the door to the basement opened. So we took the obvious solution and attacked it. It ending up being Claire and Stiles.

"What the heck, guys!" Claire shouted as she knocked us back with whirls of wind.

"Whoa I didn't even know you knew how to use your powers," I exclaimed.

"I don't," Claire chuckled, "It just kind of happens when my mood changes."

"Yay! You can use your powers!" Stiles said.

"Alright guys, enough of this happy shit, this is boring... let's have something more exciting, shall we," a voice echoed from down the hall.

"Raccoon Boy? That better be you!" Isaac yelled as Stiles hummed in agreement.

"I'm right here," Emerick said quietly peering from behind a wooden pole.

"Derek?" Isaac called out hopefully.

"Try again," The voice called out in a snarky tone.

Isaac glanced at everyone, then back into the shadows where the voice called from, "Andy... Andy Suede?"

"So you do have a brain, werebitch? Interesting. This should be fun."

Out from the shadows came Andy Suede. He looked as if he had never died.

"You have a big mouth for someone who has only been a werewolf for a couple days," I muttered.

"Werewolf? You think I'm a werewolf? I've been alive for a millenia," He laughed.

"How is that possible?" Isaac asked, bravely stepping towards Andy.

Andy smiled, "Your bites and scratches may turn humans into werewolves, but I, I am a vampire. Your scratches only healed."

"Crap,," Claire gasped after a few moments of silence.

"What?" Andy asked in a snarky tone.

"Well none of us will die easy so this ought to be interesting," she laughed.

"Claire, not helping," Derek snarled.

"She just pointing out th-" I was interupted.

"Would you guys just shut up so I can kill you," Andy hissed.

"You seriously will have a hard time with that," I snarled.

"Why, what's so special about you to?" Andy asked pointing to Claire and I, "and you to what are you?" he asked us and Emerick.

"Bake-danuki and two kitsunes," Emerick said, "Before we kill you, let me be the voice of reason. Why don't you just join our pack? Derek can teach you control and we have a friend whose mom works at the hospital; that way we can get blood from there blood drives and such."

"Interesting idea..." Andy pondered.

Emerick took a step towards him, "Not only would you have food, you would also have protection if you ever needed anything. Imagine how safe you'd be surrounded by werewolves, kitsune, bake-danuki, and who knows what. Plus the police all think you're some 14 year old boy who doesn't know anything. We could even provide a cover story."

"Let's think.... No," Andy's eyes turned completely black and he grew fangs.

"I really didn't want to do this," Stiles grumbled, shifting into his werewolf form.

Claire and I got ready to use our powers.

Andy laughed, "You guys are a bunch of unexperienced teen forest animals. What do you have against a vampire?"

I growled, "I'm really getting sick of you."

Then all the sudden Andy knocked into me. He hit me so hard, my foxfire went out and no one could see.

"Tori, you alright?" Isaac called.

"Yeah," I groaned standing up. As soon as I stood, I got my foxfire glowing again. But as I looked around, I noticed one less person in the room.

"He took Emerick!" I gasped.