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~ Allison P.O.V ~
I open my eyes. I'm in -- a hospital, I think. I'm laying in a bed and there's a boy standing over me. He has dark hair and dark eyes, his jawline just the tiniest bit crooked. He's hot. But who is he? I quickly sit up, causing him to jump. He was holding my hand.
"Allison?" The boy asks, in part confusion, and part happiness.
Wait, who is this dude?
"Uhm, yeah." I say, and his face lights up like a Christmas tree. Okay, so he obviously knows me. But I have no clue who he is! "But.... Who are you" I ask him, and he looks down, obviously he's not as happy anymore.
"You don't remember ..... Do you?" He says, so quiet I can barely hear him.
"No, I don't. What am I supposed to be remembering?"
All of a sudden, the door opens. Two girls, two boys, and one man enter the room. The girls and boys look about my age. One of the girls has red hair, and bright green eyes. The other looks Japanese-American, with jet-black hair and almond-shaped eyes. She's wearing the tiniest smile. One boy has dark-brown hair, up in a mess on top of his head. His eyes, the same color, can barely look at me. The other boy is drinking me in, like he can't get enough of my bedhead and under-eye circles. He has light brown hair and blue-green eyes. They're more green than blue. The man is my father.
"Allison?" My dad asks softly, as if I'm not real. I nod. "Oh, Allison!" He runs over to the bed and hugs me. Behind him, I see the girls' and guys' faces light up, like the boy beside me did.
But, who the hell are they??
As my father, Mr. Argent, ends his hug, I exclaim: "Okay, I know you, Dad, but who the HELL are these five?!?!" And as I say it, I can see all their faces drop.
The boy sitting beside me leans forward and says, "Allison, maybe this will help, maybe it won't, but.. I loved you, and then you died."
Lydia Martin, the redhead, is actually strawberry-blonde. She's my best friend. Kira Yukimura actually is Japanese-American. She just moved to Beacon Hills. That's where I live, and where I spent the last two years with Scott McCall, my best friend and lover. The boy sitting beside me. Isaac Lahey, the shy boy who was abused for years. And Stiles Stilinski, oh poor Stiles. He was possessed by a nogitsune, a dark spirit. The nogitsune exited his body, still in human form as a twin of Stiles, and kidnapped Lydia while we were preoccupied with the real Stiles materializing out of the floor. We went to find her, and Kira's mother, Noshiko, who controlled the Oni (demons you cannot kill), brought them to kill the nogitsune. But the nogitsune took control of the oni from Noshiko. I had crafted my own arrowheads that evening, and, after multiple failed attempts, hit one of the Oni with my arrow while it was killing Isaac. It was the first time in HISTORY that anyone had EVER killed an oni, and while I was occupied in my victory, another Oni stabbed me in the chest. With that, the Nogitsune left, and I died in the arms of Scott McCall.
As I lay dying, my only concern was Lydia. 'Is she-Did you find Lydia? Is she safe?' I asked. 'Yeah, yeah, she's safe.' Scott said as a tear fell and rolled down his cheek. I felt no pain. Scott, being a werewolf, who can take pain away from others, tried to take mine. 'I-I-I can't take your pain.' He said as he sat crying with me in his lap. 'That's because it doesn't hurt.' I said. 'No-no, no....'
'Yes.' I said, nodding slightly, as I felt my breath getting weaker. Scott shook his head, not wanting this to happen. 'It's-it's okay, Sc- Its's okay. It's perfect. I'm in the arms ... Of my first love.' Scott smiles, and I continue. 'The first person I've ever loved, the person I'll always love.' Now Scott's full-on crying. 'I lo-I love you, Scott. Scott McCall.' As I brace myself for death, I remember. 'You have to tell my dad-You have to tell my dad. Tell him-tell him.' I say, trying to get Scott to understand. He needs to tell my dad that I killed an Oni. Scott nods, and I feel tired. I need to sleep. I stroke Scott's cheek one last time, and close my eyes. I feel my hand fall, and Scott kisses my forehead. And then...
I look around. "Scott? Lydia? Kira? Isaac? Stiles?" I ask each of them in turn. "I remember. I remember it all. Ours is an epic friendship."
They all start crying, even Kira, and I smile. It's all going to be okay.
I survived.
This chapter also gave me great pain to write, as I just watched 3x23. :( I miss Allison so so so much. :( More AUs to come, don't worry!!
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