Stiles Stilinski

Chapter 7

Right after Stiles left I went upstairs to listen to music with my headphones in. I was interrupted by a loud bang. I grabbed a knife thinking it was a burglar and turned the corner to my English teacher Mrs Blake. She had a grin plastered on her face. " you're coming with me, honey" she spoke calmly. "Like hell I am" I spat back plunging the knife in her gut. She giggled and took it out, healing immediately. She put a cloth up to my mouth causing me to pass out.

       I woke up, tied up in a chair with the faint sound of heels clicking in the background. Some one was in the same exact position next to me. It was Lydia. Mrs Blake came back and spoke "ah, yes 2 more sacrifices, and both red heads!" "How wonderful!" She giggled. Mrs. Blake was almost about to strangle me when I heard a large growl.  It was Scott! One of Mrs. Blakes's minion tried to grab and hurt him but Isaac came in and killed the man. This caused Lydia to scream. We already knew she was a banshee, but what happened to me next was different. It felt as though I was in a trans. I grabbed the rope that was holding me back, ripped it off with one hand, and the minion that just died, a white aroma went from him to me. My eyes flashed an icy green. I was snapped back into reality not knowing what just happened. Mrs. Blake gasped. "You have no idea what you are do you?" I scowled at her while Isaac restrained himself from killing her right then and there. "You're The Cóiste Bodhar!". "The death coach!" She exclaimed. We looked at her confusion on our faces. Scott gave her something to make her pass out so they could interrogate Mrs Blake.

   It may have seemed like I was fine on the outside, but I was shaking and about to burst into tears any second. Stiles came running through. I assumed for Lydia. He looked so worried. "MOLLY!" "MOLLY ARE YOU HURT?!?!" He asked me frantically. From all that just happened, I jumped into his arms hugging him. I didn't even realized what I was doing. I pulled away from the hug and Isaac said that I needed to see Deaton to figure out what I was, I definitely agreed.

    Stiles, Isaac and I arrived at Deaton's office. Stiles was annoyed Isaac came, and Isaac was annoyed Stiles came. Deaton asked what was up and we told him everything. He agreed with Mrs. Blake. "Molly, you are what we call a The Cóiste Bodhar" Deaton stated. "Yeah, what the hell is that" Stiles asked his voice, laced with hostility. "In Ireland, there is a legend about The Cóiste Bodhar, a women who responds to a banshees screams. When death comes nearby a banshee is usually the first one to know, her scream is really meant to signal you". Deaton explained. "Signal me, to do what?" I interrupted him. "Take their soul" Deaton stated blankly. "Oh my god!" I practically screamed. "Yes, I know it's a lot to take in" he went on. "No, it's not just that" I replied. "What is it then?" Stiles asked. "All the people that made fun of me saying that I steal souls because I'm a ginger were right" I blurted out. My face was so serious it caused Isaac to burst out in laughter. My cheeks got red and Deaton ended the conversation by saying. You need to know how to control it.