The Werewolf Glader

Chapter Twenty: The End

Nick stared at the destroyed WICKED facility in disbelief, for at least 10 minutes. Tears rolled down his eyes. He heard Liam trying to talk to him, but he just ignored it. All his friends were dead, except for Liam who he met a few hours ago. Nick than felt Liam's hand on his shoulder. Nick broke out from staring at the building and looked at Liam. 

"Nick... are.. are you okay?" Liam said, in a deep, depressing voice. Nick stared at him, annoyed. "Okay? OKAY?! ALL MY FRIENDS ARE DEAD, AND SO ARE YOURS. HOW WOULD I BE OKAY?!"  Nick screamed, startling Liam. "I'm... I'm sorry..." Nick instantly felt bad for yelling. "No, I'm sorry... we should probably, uh... get going..." Liam nodded his head, and bent down for his backpack. Liam looked at the facility, and then walked down the sand mountain, away from it. 

Nick picked up his backpack, but kept staring at the facility. "Thank you, guys... all of you." Nick then remembered Newt, who sacrificed himself to save Nick and Liam. Nick sighed, and turned around. Before he could walk down the mountain, he heard a distant scream coming from the facility. Liam heard it too, and turned around to face Nick. Nick's eyes widened, and he ran at supernatural speed towards it, even faster than Liam.

He pushed the debris out of the way, going into the building. He saw black, broken equipment everywhere. He followed the screams. Liam finally caught up to him, catching his breath. "Nick..." He said following. "We don't know what this is... It could be a crank, for all we know."

"What if it isn't?" Nick said, turning around. "What if it's one of our friends, hurt, about to die? And ALIVE?" Liam nodded. "I guess you are right... Let's keep going." Liam followed Nick, getting closer to the screams. He finally pushed through a wall, and there was Stiles. Covered in dust, with a knife. He was holding it over Adam, who was on the ground. "PLEASE!! I'M BEGGING YOU!" Adam screamed. "Wicked was controlling me, I swear!" Stiles kept holding the knife over Adam, like he just said nothing. Nick suddenly felt bad for Adam, like he was telling the truth. "Stiles..." Nick said. "Put... down... the knife..."

"Why should I, Nick?! He got Newt killed, and who knows who else is dead in here?! Huh?! BECAUSE OF HIM!" Nick walked towards Stiles, very slowly. "Stiles... He is telling the truth. Please, put down the knife..." Stiles slowly put it down, and through it next to Adam's head. "If you try anything, that knife will land in your head next time." Stiles said, walking away. Nick helped Adam up, and walked past him, hitting his shoulder. Liam grabbed Adam by the collar. "You killed our friend, and I don't care if it was you or you were getting controlled. You Will pay for doing this..." Liam let down Adam, and followed Nick. Adam then followed Liam.

"Well, if Stiles is alive." Liam said. "Then others may be alive too." They all nodded. Adam then pointed up. "I saw some of them climbing before I started being controlled. Maybe they are up there?" They all nodded again, and began climbing.

After 15 minutes of climbing, Nick spotted something. "Guys! Something over here! I think it's a... leg." They all rushed over to Nick. "I think this is... Cel's." Adam said. They all grabbed the debris and rocks, tossing them. They finally saw Cel's limb body, and she was unconscious. Liam grabbed her. "Please be alive please be alive..." Liam said, and felt her pulse. Liam let out a deep sigh. "Alive..." He said, and they were all relieved. They waited there a few minutes, and she finally woke up. "Liam... Stiles... Nick? How are you all-" She spotted Adam. "GUYS HE'S HERE RUN FOR YOU'RE LIVES!!" She screamed. She then tried running at him, but Nick stopped her.