"So you don't remember anything?" I ask Lydia, as we walk up the stairs, towards the school.
"They call it a fugue state, which is basically a way of saying 'we have no idea why you can't remember running through the woods naked for two days.' But personally, I don't care. I lost nine pounds." Lydia says, showing off her body.
"Are you sure that you are ready?" Allison asks.
"Please. It's not like my aunt's a serial killer." Lydia says, strutting into the school.
Allison and I follow her to see everyone stopping to stare at us. Whether they were staring at Lydia or Allison, or even me, I couldn't tell. "Maybe it's the nine pounds." Allison whispers. Lydia suddenly gets a burst of confidence and starts to strut over to her locker.
"Good old Lydia." I mumble as I follow the queen bee of Beacon Hills High School. On the way to my locker I bump into Isaac Lahey. "Oh, hey Isaac. How are you?" I ask, looking for injuries. I know that his father abuses him and that he almost always comes to school with a wound.
"I'm fine. How are you?" He asks.
"I'm good. See you in class." I say, as I walk over to Lydia.
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Throughout the day, everyone has been gossiping about Isaac. His father was murdered and he is the prime suspect due to a testimony from Jackson. At the end of the day, I watch as Isaac is driven away from school in a police car.
My brother runs out just as they pull away. I sit at a table and pretend to work as I hear another car pull up. "Get in." I hear Derek say.
"Are you serious? You did that. That's your fault!" Scott yells.
"I know that. Now get in the car and help me."
"No, I've got a better idea. I'm gonna call a lawyer. Because a lawyer might actually have a chance of getting him out before the moon goes up!" I shift in my seat. Derek turns Isaac...
"Not when they do a real search of the house."
"What do you mean?" Scott asks stupidly. I roll my eyes. How could someone not notice Isaac's wounds?
"Whatever Jackson said to the cops, what's in the house is worse. A lot worse." I look back as Scott reluctantly gets into the car. I gather my things and get to Allison who is giving me a ride home.
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"You did what?" I yell into the phone.
"We sent out a hunter to kill a monster." Gerard says calmly.
"He is a 16 year old boy, and you sent out an assassin?" I ask, angrily.
"We have proof that Isaac Lahey could be a werewolf." Chris says.
"Could. Key word, Chris!" I yell. I pinch the bridge of my nose, and sigh. "I''m done. I'm done with you guys. First you kill an innocent 20 year old before he could find love or-or have kids." I know each of those circumstances hits each of them, hard. "And now you are willing to kill a 16 year old boy?" I am met with silence. "This is a nightmare." I mumble, hanging up the phone and getting into my hunters gear. I race outside and run to the station, with a change of clothes.
I catch up with the car, that is in an alley. The car has an arrow, probably shot by Allison, in two of it's tires. I get to a good shooting spot and aim at the man. I shoot an arrow at his leg, making him scream. I almost shoot the other leg, but I see Allison looking at me, trying to place me. I turn and run to the nearest back door to change.
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The Hunter McCall
FanfictionNote: A word of warning-- this is one of my first stories (2015, wow!) so there are a lot of mistakes and bad plot. Elizabeth McCall is not your average girl. True, she is the twin of Scott McCall but that is not the only thing she is. Not only is...