Teen Wolf: Bitten

Chapter 13: "Adiós lobo blanco"

(Editing)
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Stiles POV
Me and Scott quickly left the school and got into the jeep.
"So...are you sure the boy didn't say anything else about his boss?" Scott asked as I stated the jeep and began to drive.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure..."
"Well...did you catch his scent?"
"If I had, don't you think I would of told you? 10/10 on your stupid-ass questions Scott." I said sarcastically.
"Okay, I was just making sure."
"Anyway, do you have clothes or do we need to go back to yours?"
Scott quickly rummaged trough his bag. "It's fine, I have some."
"Scott, you really don't need to stay at mine tonight. I'll be fine."
"You were stabbed! I nearly lost you when the nogitsune took over, and when you were dying in the woods! I can't lose you, I won't."
"Well that escalated quickly..." Stiles remarked.
"I'm being serious Stiles, how many times have you almost died now?"
"Okay Scott I get it, but I just don't want you to be in danger because of me."
Scott just stared at me.
"We look after each other, okay? That's the way it is, that's the way it's always been. I think a little bit of danger is worth it."
I didn't reply, I just kept my eyes on the road.
"You know I'm right, that's why your not replying." Scott said smugly.
"Okay, you're right. But if you die, I will literally kill you!" I said and Scott just laughed.
We pulled into my drive and got out the jeep with our bags. As we walked in, we were greeted by my dad.
"Hey boys!" He said.
"Hi John." Scott said as he gave a small wave, and my dad smiled back.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Well, hello to you too son."
"Sorry, I just wasn't expected you to be home."
"It was quiet at the station so I decided to come home. I still gotta work the night shift though. I'm guessing Scott is staying here again, so what do you boys want for dinner?" He asked.
I looked at Scott and he just shrugged.
"Ummm....pizza would be good." I said.
"Deal." My dad said as he walked into the kitchen.
*5 hours later*
It was now 11pm and me and Scott had eaten our pizza. We decided to go to sleep because we were both exhausted. My dad had set out a mattress on the floor for Scott before her left for work. I jumped into my bed and quickly turned off the lights.
"Goodnight." I said.
"Yeah, goodnight!" Scott replied.
Within a couple minutes Scott was asleep, and I had slowly began to drift off...
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(Stiles' dream)
I was running. I don't know what from, and I don't know where I was running to. But I was running faster than I ever have before. I couldn't stop. I suddenly noticed a load of arrows flying past me. I looked back to see where they were coming from, and I saw a group of people chasing me. I couldn't make out their faces. Before I could turn back around, I felt a sharp pain escalate drought my left leg. I tried not to scream out as I quickly fell to the ground.  I looked down to see a coyote trap wedged into my leg.
"No...shit!" I said as I tried to brake the trap. Blood was literally flowing from my leg. I could hear the people coming closer as I struggled even more.
"Ahhh...look what we have here." I heard a voice say from behind me. I turned around to see a group of people, who I assumed were hunters.
"Aww...and look at those pretty blue eyes." A woman said. I guessed that my eyes were now glowing.
"What do y-you want? W-who are you?" I asked, gritting me teeth and trying not to scream from the pain.
"Cazamos aquellos, que nos cazar." A man shouted as he sliced my arms with a long knife. I screamed, I couldn't help it.
"Adiós lobo blanco." A woman shouted as she pointed a gun to my head.
BANG.
Scott's POV
I was suddenly awoken by a piercing scream.
"Stiles?" I called as I jumped up.
Stiles was lying on his bed screaming and shouting. I could also smell something coming from his sheets. Blood.
I ran over and tried to wake him up. His arms were covers in blood.
"Stiles!" I called. "STILES!"
Stiles immediately opened his eyes and jolted upright. Then, he just froze.
"Stiles?" I said as I reluctantly reached out for his shoulder. "You okay man?"
"I-I don't know Scott, I don't know." He said as he stared at his arms. They were covered in long scratches, he had obviously been scratching his arms when he was asleep. Stiles turned around to face me. He looked a mess.
"What the hell happened? Was it another nightmare?"
"Yeah, I don't really want to talk about it." He said. "You already think I'm crazy."
"Stiles I don't...you're not crazy, okay?"
Stiles didn't reply, he just sat on the bed shaking. I was about to ask another question when my phone went off. It was Kira.
Stiles looked up.
"It's Kira, I better answer."
Stiles just nodded.
"Scott?" Kira shouted.
"What? Are you okay?"
"It's Lydia. I was staying around hers because we had a project. We obviously fell asleep, and just a couple minutes ago Lydia woke up and screamed and not just a not just a normal scream...it was loud. Like, banshee kind of loud."
"Is she okay?"
"I don't know, she keeps muttering words. Something like 'Cazamos aquellos, que nos cazar' and 'Adiós lobo blanco'. I think it's Spanish."
Stiles quickly looked up in shock.
"I gotta go."
"Wait Scott-"
"Just take care of Lydia." I said as I hung up and went over to Stiles.
"What is it?" I asked.
"A woman in my dream said those exact words."
Scott quickly pulled out his phone and started typing.
"I just looked it up on google translate, it's definitely Spanish. "Cazamos aquellos, que nos cazar' means 'we hunt those, who hunt us.'"
"That's like the hunters code, isn't it?"
"Yeah."
"So what does the other one mean?" He asked as he rubbed his hands through his hair.
"Goodbye white wolf."
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(Thanks for reading! Please go read my new story 'Infected'. It would mean the world to me.)