transcendent ༜stiles stilinski༜ [1] (UNDER EDITING)

11| Strike

I watch Lydia and Stiles slow dance together. My heart gets heavy with emotion. I clear my throat a bit and stand up. Scott gives me a understanding look. I walk out of the room.

Maybe I could look for Jackson. He left Allison quite sometime ago. I hope he's okay. I walk through the empty hallways.

The clicks of my heels being the only thing I can hear. I finally take them off because they're driving me insane. I make my way to my locker and set them in there. I pull on a pair of clean white converses.

I sigh in content but then something in the atmosphere changes. I slowly close my locker and look around. Is he here? The Alpha?

I don't want to worry about that now. I look down the vacant hallways to see if I can find somebody. Anybody so that I don't have to worry. I walk out into the dark lacrosse field. All the lights are off. Until I feel a swift wind whirl past me. I turn around.

A hand clasps around my neck and I gasp. The man laughs wickedly into my ear. I can feel his claws sightly grazing my neck.

"Oh, Aura. You look so beautiful," he says darkly.

"Let me go," I tell him.

"I would but somehow, it wouldn't benefit me at all if I let you go."

He lifts his claw, pressing against my cheek. I let out a shaky breath. It hasn't gone deep enough to pierce my skin.

"What do you want?"

"You know what the hell I want."

"Peter-"

"You're pretty, little, redhead friend is looking for her precious Jackson."

"Lydia?" I ask.

I listen and sure enough. I hear her heels clicking against the floor inside and she's calling for Jackson. My stomach churns and I feel myself get sick.

"Ssh," he whispers putting his hand over my mouth.

A girl in a puffy pink dress walks onto the field. She reaches the middle. Calling relentlessly for her ex-boyfriend. He looks at me as I shake my head. He chuckles lowly.

"Say one word and I rip her throat out and Stiles' too," he whispers.

My eyes widen in fear as he tosses me onto the floor and before I know it he's walking towards her. The field lights flash on.

"Jackson! Jackson! Is that you?" She asks. Her voice gets feeble as the man waking towards her gets in view. "Jackson. Is that you?"

"Lydia!" She turns her back to Peter. There's Stiles running full speed towards her. "Run!"

The confused girl turns back to Peter. I see his claw extract as he raises his hands. The next thing I know the girl is covered in blood, falling to the floor. My heart wrenches out of my chest.

I let out a distorted scream running over to my friend. Peter snarls at me and I push him away roughly. I pull her lifeless body close my chest.

Tear falls from my eyes without me even realizing. I didn't hate Lydia. Not at all. I hate that fact that she wants to be someone she's not for the benefit of popularity. She's smart and beautiful. And that's why Stiles like her.

"Aura."

I feel my fangs evolve in my mouth. I lay Lydia's body down and look at Peter. I slam him onto the floor and let out a piercing roar. A look of fear passes through his eyes but it disappears as quickly as it comes making me doubt that it was ever really there.