"Where the hell's Isaac?"

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Mia's Perspective

"Oh yea, what about Jackson?" I asked. Derek just clenched his jaw. 

"That's why you tested him, isn't it? Because you gave him what he wanted, didn't you? Peter said The Bite either kills you or it turns you!" Scott said his voice getting increasingly louder. 

"You were hoping he would die! But nothing happened right?" I cut in. 

"And you have no idea why, do you?" Scott finished. 

"No." Derek said with his jaw clenched. 

"Well I have a theory. Lydia's immune and somehow she passed it onto Jackson. You know I'm right." Scott confirmed. 

"No." Derek said loudly. 

"You can not do this." I sound louder than him. 

"I can't let her live! You should've known that!" Derek yelled in our faces. 

"We were hoping we could convince you. But then, we weren't counting on it." Scott glanced at the school. I ran at Boyd and took him down. I quickly swiped Derek's legs from under him and I ran to my Mustang. I quickly got in and turned on the engine. I saw Stiles' baby blue Jeep driving out and I pulled up behind them, following close behind. He led us to Scott's and we pulled up infront of it. I got out and locked the door, flinging my bag over my shoulder. Stiles closed the door and dragged Lydia to the steps.

"If we're studying at Scott's house, where's Scott?" Lydia asked.

"Meeting us here, think." Stiles nodded. 

"Thanks for doing this." Allison mumbled to Jackson.

"I had to talk to her anyways." He said and we walked in the house. Stiles closed the door and locked the handle, deadbolt, and cross lock. Lydia just stared stupidly at Stiles. 

"Uh...there's been a few break-in's around the neighborhood." He quickly grabbed a chair that was next to the stairs and put the top of it under the nob. He stood reassured and Lydia gestured to the chair lips pursed. 

"And a murder." Stiles carried on. Jackson sighed and I just raised my eyebrows at him. 

"Yeah it was bad." Allison raised her head and nodded to the side. Jackson rolled his eyes. 

"Lydia, follow me. I need to talk to you for a minute." He said and Lydia followed him down the corridor. 

"Seriously. What is going on with everyone?" She whispered as they walked away. I set my bag down, the loud clattering making the two look at me. 

"Text books." I lied steadily. We sat there for about 20 minutes and I looked out the window. I tossed my phone to Allison and she dialed Scott. 

"Hey, it's me." She said. 

"What's wrong?" 

"You need to get here now. Right now. " She said sternly. 

"Okay, I'm on my way now." Scott said and she hung up. We waited another half hour and then closed the curtains. Allison tapped the screen of the phone and looked concerned.

"What're you doing?" Stiles asked quickly.

"I think...I think I have to call my dad." She raised the back of her hand to her nose and looked at us. 

"But if he finds you here, you and Scott-" 

"I know. What're we supposed to do? They're not here to scare us. They're here to kill Lydia." It went silent for a couple minutes.

"I got an idea. Shoot one of em'." He gestured with his head. 

"Are you serious?"

"We told Scott we could protect ourselves, so let's do it. At least give it a shot right?" Stiles offered.

"Ok." 

"Look, they don't think we're gonna fight, so one of them get's hit I guarantee they'll take off. So just shoot one of them." Stiles nodded. 

"Derek, preferably in the head." Stiles said. 

"If Mia could catch and arrow, Derek definitely can." Allison corrected. 

"Just shoot one of the other three then." 

"You mean two."

"I mean three." I quickly moved Stiles out of the way and opened the curtain. 

"Where the hell's Isaac?" I moved into the living room and hid in the darkness, pulling the curtain to the side. I closed it and quietly sighed. Allison raised her crossbow and breathed heavily. Isaac walked up behind her and knocked her out cold. He grabbed Stiles and threw him into the kitchen. I picked Allison up and lightly pushed her to the stairs. I got up and jumped on Isaac's back. I slid off and flipped him over. I did a backflip and pinned him down. I looked into his eyes and shone my yellow ones at him. He snarled and I punched him repeatedly. I let out my loud growl and he whimpered. Scott burst through the back door and ran upstairs. 

I saw Isaac was unconscious and I picked him up, slinging him over my shoulder. Scott came downstairs with Erica over his shoulder. I opened the door and we threw them onto the lawn. I stepped onto the porch followed by Scott, Allison, and Stiles. 

"I think I get why you two keep refusing me." Derek frowned. 

"You're not Omega's. You're both already Alpha's of your own pack." 

"But you know you can't beat me." His toothy grin slipped onto his face. 

"We can hold you off until the cops get here." I said and the siren became audioalbe. I heard a his and footsteps on the roof of the porch. Us four ran onto the lawn and I saw the scaley Kanima crawling across the roof. He looked back and screeched. It ran off the roof and I growled. 

"Get them outta here." Derek said to Boyd. The click of heels rang through the air and a furious Lydia stomped onto the porch. 

"Would someone please tell me what the hell is going on!" She yelled. 

"It's Jackson." Scott mumbled. 

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