The Huntress

Chapter 5: Locked in the school

Riley's POV
It was 2 weeks into my school year now.
It's the end of the day, 6:45pm to be exact.
I had to make up a test and go to 2 extra helps.
I was at my locker now.
After I shut my locker I was walking down the hallway when I was shoved into the janitors closet, the door locking from the outside and items placed in front of the door.
I screamed loudly.
I reached for my phone but realized i dropped it.
I howled, loudly so hopefully Scott could hear it.
Stiles' POV
Right now Scott and I were waiting at the school for Derek.
He soon pulled up with Deaton in the backseat, tied up and unconscious.
He got out of the car and came over to us.
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" I'm gonna kill you! What are you trying to attract the whole state to the school?!" Derek shouted.
"That...was...awesome!" I shouted.
"Wait-where's Deaton?" I asked them.
Derek was picked up off the ground by claws, blood spewing out of his mouth.
Scott and I sprinted to the school and shut the door.
"Lock it, lock it!" Scott shouted.
"Does it look like I have a key?" I sarcastically replied.
"Grab something!" He said.
"What?"
"Anything!"
I looked out the window of the door and saw the clippers outside on the sidewalk.
"No." Scott says.
"Yes." I said walking towards the door.
"Stiles, no. Don't." He said, but I was already out the door, grabbing the clippers.
"Run! Stiles! Stiles!" Scott shouted and I turned and saw the alpha a few feet behind me.
I scrambled inside and put the clippers in the door handles.
"Where is it? Where did it go? That won't hold, will it?" He asked.
"Probably not." I said
~~
We were inside a random classroom.
"The desk. Stop, stop. The door's not gonna keep it out." I said.
3rd person's POV
"I know." Scott says.
"It's your boss." Stiles said.
"What?" Scott asked.
"Deaton, the alpha? Your boss." Stiles said.
"No."
"Yes, murdering psycho werewolf." Stiles said.
"That can't be."
"Oh come on. He disappears, and that thing shows up ten seconds later to toss Derek 20 feet through the air? That's not convenient timing?" Stiles said.
"It's not him."
"Be killed Derek." Stiles said.
"No, Derek's not dead. He can't be dead."
"Blood spurted out of mouth, okay? That doesn't exactly qualify as a minor injury. He's dead, and we're next." Stiles said.
"Okay, just-what do we do?"
"We get to my jeep, we get out of here, you seriously think about quitting your job, good?" Stiles said as the two boys walk towards the windows.
"No, they don't open. The school's climate-controlled." Stiles said.
"Then we break it."
"Which will make a lot of noise." Stiles said.
"Then, uh, then we run really fast. Really fast. Stiles, what's wrong with the hood of your jeep?"
"What do you mean? Nothing's wrong?"
"It's bent."
"What, like, dented?" Stiles asked.
"no, I mean bent."
"What the hell-" they duck as something comes flying through the window, making glass fly everywhere.
"That's my battery." Stiles said.
"Don't." Scott says.
"We have to move." Stiles said.
"he could be right outside."
"He is right outside." Stiles said.
"Just let me take a look."
"Nothing?" Stiles looked out too.
"No."
"Move now?"
"Move now."
~~
Stiles' POV
We were in the hallway when all of a sudden we heard yelling and banging.
Scott and I looked at each other then sprinted down the hall towards the sound.
We stopped in front of a janitors closet which had a desk in front of it.
Scott pushed it aside and broke the doorknob.
I opened it to see Riley laying on the floor.
"Riley!" I shouted.
She jumped up and ran towards to me.
she jumped into my arms," it passed right by me Stiles, it knew I was there." She said, her voice cracking.
I held her close to me.
"We have to go somewhere without windows." I said.
"Every single room in this building has windows." Riley said.
"Or less windows." I said.
"The locker room."
"Yea." I said.
"Okay."
~~
I was still carrying Riley, not wanting to let her go.
"Call your dad, say something. Like a gas leak, a fire, whatever. If it sees the parking lot filled with cop cars, it'll take off." Scott told me.
"What if it doesn't? What if it goes completely Terminator and kills every cop in sight, including my dad?" I said.
"They have guns."
"Yea and Derek had to be shot with a wolfsbane-laced bullet to even slow him down, you remember that?" I snapped.
~~
I walked towards the door but Scott stops me.
"What?"
"I think I heard something."
"Like what?"
"Quiet."
We stepped back.
"Hide!" Scott shouts and he gets into a locker and shuts the door and I do the same.
I'm holding Riley tightly, her breathing uneven.
"Hey, hey. Look at me." I said, taking her face into my hands," everything's going to be okay. We will be fine." I said to her, she leant her forehead against mine.
Scott jumps out as the door opens.
"Son of a b*tch!" The janitor screams.
"Quiet!" I say.
"Quit my *ss, what the hell are you trying to do, kill me? All three of you get out!" He said.
"Will you just listen for half a second, okay?" Riley said.
"Not okay. Get the hell out of here right Now."
"God just one second to explain." I said as Scott and I stepped out.
"Just shut up and go." The janitor says.
Not even a second later he was pulled back into the locker room, the door slamming shut and the janitor was thrown against the door, blood splattering everywhere.
Riley hid her head in my shoulder.
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"Come on, get across. Come on!" I said to Riley. She looks terrified.
She shook her head.
I sighed, getting over the desk and reaching for her.
She grabs my hand and I pulled her to me then lifted both of us over the desk and to the other side.
~~
"Wait. Do you hear that?"
"Do you hear what?"
"I hear it too." Riley mumbles, I whined.
"It's not fair! Both of you at werewolves!" I whined.
"It sounds like a phone ringing." Scott says.
"What?" I asked.
"I know that ring. It's Allison's phone." Scott said.
"Well of course you would know the ring tone! You've been sleeping with her haven't you?"Riley asked him.
"Shush child." I said, putting a hand over her mouth, causing her to lick my hand.
"Ew! You're so gross." I said, wiping my hand on Scott's shirt."
"Hey!" Scott whines, rubbing the saliva off his shirt.
~~
Riley's POV
Right now Stiles, Scott, Allison, Jackson, Lydia and I were in Harris' classroom.
"Help me get this in front of the door." Scott says.
Stiles said, "Scott, wait, not here."
"What was that ? Scott, what was that?" Allison asked Scott.
"What came out of the ceiling?"
"Will you just help me? The chairs, stack the chairs." Scott said, ignoring Stiles' complaints and Lydia's and Allison's questions.
"Guys - Can we just wait a second? You guys, listen to me, w - Can we wait a second? Guys? Stiles talking. Can we hang on one second, please? Hello! Okay, nice work. Really beautiful job, everyone. Now - what should we do about the 20 foot wall of windows?" Stiles tried getting there attention.
"Can somebody please explain to me what's going on, because I'm freaking out here. And I would like to know why. Scott?" Allison begged Scott.
"Somebody killed the janitor." Stiles said.
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"Who? Who is it?" Allison asked.
"It's Derek. It's Derek Hale." Scott says and Stiles and I give him a looked of disbelief.
"Derek killed the janitor?" Jackson asked
"Are you sure?" Lydia asked
"I saw him." Scott tried to say, I glared at him.
"The mountain li -" Lydia was cut off
"No, Derek killed them." Scott said.
"All of them?" Allison asked him.
"Yeah, starting with his own sister." Scott said
"The bus driver?" Allison asked.
"And the guy in the video store - it's been Derek the whole time. He's in here with us. And if we don't get out now - He's going to kill us too." Scott says
"Call the cops." Jackson commanded.
"No."
"Wh-what do you mean "No ?" ?" Jackson stuttered
"I mean no. You wanna hear it in spanish ? Noh. Look, Derek killed three people, okay ? We don't know what he's armed with." Stiles said causing me to giggle and for Jackson to glare at me causing Stiles to glare at him.
"Your dad is armed with an entire sheriff's department. Call him." Jackson said.
"I'm calling." Lydia said.
"No, Lydia, would you just hold on a sec-" Stiles tried.
"Hey." Scott says.
"Yes, we're at Beacon Hills high school. We're trapped, and we need you to -but -She hung up on me." Lydia pouted, boohoo poor you, while you pout people are trying to stay alive here!
"The police hung up on you?" Allison
"She said they got a tip warning them that there are gonna be prank calls about a break - in at the high school. She said if I called again that they're gonna trace it and have me arrested." Lydia said.
"Okay, then call again." Allison said
"No, they won't trace a cell and they'll send a car to your house before they send anyone here." Stiles said.
"What the-what - what is this ? Why does Derek wanna kill us ? Why is he killing anyone ?" Allison asked, confused. I feel bad for her, but I still hate Derek.
"Why's everyone looking at me?" Scott asked.
"Is he the one that sent her the text?" Lydia asked.
"No. I mean, I don't know." Scott answered
"Is he the one that called the police?" Allison asked.
"Maybe that's what the text was about. Someone had to send it." Stiles
"Okay, *ssheads - new plan. Stiles calls his useless dad and tells him to send someone with a gun and decent aim. Are we good with that?" Jackson said.
"He's right. Tell him the truth if you have to, just-just call him." Scott says.
"I'm not watching my dad get eaten alive." Stiles said.
"All right, give me the phone." Jackson said, making his way over to Stiles.
Before anyone could register what's happening Stiles' hand swings back and punches Jackson in the face.
"Stiles!" I said, running over to him, hugging him tightly.
"Jackson ! Are you okay? Hey, are you okay?" Allison asked Jackson, getting down on her knees.
What the hell Allison? I finally thought you were cool!
Something started banging against the doors, the alpha.
"Dad, hey, it's me. And it's your voice mail. Look, I need you to call me back now. Like, right now. We're at the school. Dad, we're at the school." Stiles said and I hug him tighter.
The door started shaking.
"Oh my god." Lydia said.
"The kitchen, the door out of the kitchen leads to the stairwell." Stiles said, smartly.
"Which only goes up." Scott deadpanned.
"Up is better than here." Stiles said
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"You can't go out there unarmed." Allison said to Scott.
Scott picked up a pointer from the chalk board, everyone shook their heads no at him.
"Well, it's better than nothing." Scott says.
"here's gotta be something else." Stiles managed out.
"There is." Lydia said looking at the chemical cabinet.
"What are we gonna do? Throw acid on him?" Stiles sarcastically snapped.
"No. Like a fire bomb. In there is everything you need to make a self - igniting molotov cocktail." Lydia explained looking at all of us.
Damn the dumb girl has brains.
"Self - igniting -" Stiles tried.
"- molotov cocktail. What? I read it somewhere." She said, playing the dumb card I see.
"We don't have a key for that either." Stiles said.
Jackson rolled his eyes and slammed his elbow into the glass.
I guess the meathead does have a use for this situation.
"Jackson, hand me the sulfuric acid." Lydia said, Jackson handing her an unlabeled beaker.
"No. No, this is insane, you can't do this. You cannot go out there." Allison said, tears coming to her eyes.
I fell extremely bad for her not knowing right now.
"We can't just sit here waiting for Stiles' dad to check his messages." Scott said walking towards the door.
"You could die. Don't you get that ? He's killed three people." Allison said to him ,trying to get him to be persuaded by her words so he would stay.
"And we're next. Somebody has to do something." He said.
Allison pulled him to her and they kissed for a solid minute, like it was their last time seeing each other.
He then slipped out the door and Allison locked the door behind him.
~~
"You sure it was Derek Hale ?" Sheriff asked.
"Yes." Scott said.
"I saw him too." Stiles said.
" me too." I said to the sheriff and he nodded.
"What about the janitor ?" Scott asked the sheriff as Stiles held me close to him.
"We're still looking." sheriff said to the two boys standing in front of me.
Nicely played alpha, nicely played.
"Did you check under the bleachers ? Under them ?"
"Yeah, Scott, we looked. We pulled them out just like you asked, there's nothing."
"I'm not making this up."
"I know, I believe you, I do." The sheriff said.
"No, you don't. You have this look like you feel bad for me. Like you wanna believe me, but I know you don't."
"Listen - We're gonna search this whole school. We're gonna find him. Okay ? I promise." Sheriff said.
"Sheriff !" A deputy called.
"Stay. Both all three of you." Sheriff Stilinski said.
"Well, we survived, dude. You know ? We outlasted the alpha. It's still good, right ? Being alive ?" Stiles asked him as I stood watching the two boys.
"When we were in the chemistry room, he walked right by us. You don't think that it heard us ? You don't think it knew exactly where we were ?" Scott asked.
"Well, then how come we're still alive ?"
"It wants me in its pack. But I think, first - I have to get rid of my old pack." Sctt says.
"What do you mean ? What old pack ?"
"Allison. Jackson, Lydia, Riley. You." Scott says, I gasped.
"The alpha doesn't wanna kill us." Stiles said.
"It wants me to do it. And that's not even the worst part." Scott says.
"How in holy hell is that not the worst part, Scott?" stiles and I say at the exact same time as I did.
"Jinx!" I said," you owe me a soda!" I said, dancing a little bit around him, while sticking out my tongue. They both gave me strange looks.
"Because when he made me shift - I wanted to do it. I wanted to kill you. All of you." Scott said, my blood ran cold.
Stiles' arm tightened around my waist.
"There you are." Deaton said, interrupting our conversation.
"How - ? How did you -" Scott stuttered.
"Get out ? Not easily. And from what they tell me, I'm alive because of you. I think I owe you a raise." Deaton said.
"Guys, come on, let's let the EMT's do their job. You can talk to him later." Sheriff said to us.
"Allison ! Are you okay ?" Scott says.
"My dad's on his way." Allison looks away, poor Scott.
"You need, uh, you need anything from me ? Want me to go with you ?" Scott asked her, wanting to talk to her alone.
"No. I don't." Allison said to him, blankly.
"Okay." Scott says, a little taken back and hurt.
"And I also don't know what happened to you in there. I don't know what you were thinking. Maybe you weren't, but - Right now, I don't - I don't feel like I can trust you." She said to him and he sighed, looking down at her.
"Allison, I can explain." Scott said.
"I don't care." Allison snapped.
"Okay, don't say anything else, please, just don't say -" scott said but she cut him off.
"Scott, I ca -" Allison said, but he cut her off.
"Allison, just stop. Please, just don't say anything. Stiles' dad is gonna give me a ride home. I need to make sure my mom isn't freaking out. I'm gonna get a new phone tomorrow morning, and - I'm gonna get a new phone, and I'm gonna give you a call-" Scott says to her, trying to move past what happened tonight.
"Don't." she says to him.
"What?" he asked her.
"Don't call. Just - Just please don't call me." she said walking away.