Malevolent | Theo Raeken

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"Think it's been long enough?" She asked, rubbing her eyes as her friends had taken her out at such an ungodly hour to head to the Senior Scribe.

"Yes!" Liam shouted, struggling against the restraints, while shooting a pleading look towards Faye as she slightly pouted. Knowing once again that she'd be ignored by her so called, "friends."

"Hey, trying to have an adult conversation over here..." Stiles smirked, ignoring the beta once again.

"All right, you're two years older than me. And I'm fine." Liam assured, not feeling any effects of the moon.

"Just let me go." He begged. 

Faye listened to the bickering, giggling softly as Stiles brought up Liam's slip up.

"It was one slip up!" Liam countered, cheeks turning pink at the memory.

"Slip up? A dozen calls to the Sheriff's Department about a monstrous dog-boy running around the streets of Beacon Hills naked. That's a slip up?" Stiles countered back, before Scott joined in.

"Why were you naked?" Eyebrows furrowed, he'd stare down at his beta. 

"It was really hot out that night, okay?" Liam begged, desperately wanting out of the restraints. 

After releasing Liam, Faye would wander back over to the jeep.

She had been friends with both Stiles and Scott since grade three. Each of them forming a bond so easily over their similar interests.

However, since they all had been sucked into the supernatural world. She always seemed to be pushed away, she wasn't like her friends, she didn't have the skills of Stiles. Faye was useless to the pack, but since she had always been their friend.

They couldn't push her away.

Being knocked out of her little daze, she'd notice as Malia ran over to Stiles. Him spluttering out a reason they were late until he was cut off by Malia's lips being firmly pressed to his.

Smiling, she'd watch Liam poke his head out too. "I'm sorry too." He said cheekily, a little smirk upon his boyish face.

Shaking her head, Faye would pull him back. "Take it easy." She laughed softly, receiving a smile from Liam. 

Leaning back, she would head off into a daze where she seemed to be the past few days after an experience she had while dreaming.

After dropping Liam off at the hospital, Faye would stay back with Stiles and Malia while Scott took off home.

Trailing behind her friends. Everything seemed to go by fast, she was pushed to the side as the couple needed to talk and that was when things had finally broke down.

Liam was suddenly on the ground being pinned by the werecoyote herself.

Eyes widened he'd nervously splutter, "Scott's in trouble!"

Hearing the growl, their eyes widened as they followed the sound.

Faye stood still, she watched as the monster, covered in a thick black fluid attacked Scott. His eyes were glowing blue as were his claws. 

Watching as the wolf's claws lit up and found themselves within the alpha's chest. She would remain still, watching Scott fall to the ground- but noticed the new face.

As soon as she noticed the face, she would see Scott get up. Eyes blazing their red shade, grabbing the monster's arm. Faye would witness Scott break it and remove the busted claws from his chest. 

Scott would give the attacker an ultimatum, whether he breaks another part or he could run.

Finally regaining control of her body as the wolf had chosen,  she would slowly gather with the pack in order to confront the new person. 

"You don't remember me, do you?" The incredibly attractive male spoke, Faye found herself once again in a daze. Incredibly interested in the gorgeous guy, staring up at him, she'd notice a smirk crawl upon his lips.

"I guess I look a little different since the fourth grade."

Gasping softly, Faye would softly mutter his name. "Theo?"