The Tunnel

Two

Scott, Stiles, Allison, and Lydia all met outside of Scott's home. "I had to sneak out of my house without my dad knowing. You better have a good reason to have brought us here." Allison told Scott and Stiles. Stiles then explained to Lydia and Allison what he told Scott earlier on the phone.

Scott just stood behind Stiles, staying quiet. He didn't want to do anything that may cause Stiles' death. "Hey, Scott..." Scott heard Allison say, jerking his head up. "You okay? You've been pretty quiet..." She said to him, as Stiles and Lydia talked a few feet behind them. "Uh, yeah... Just..." Allison took his hand. "I'm pretty tired, and I'm still a little sick, so..." Scott muttered.

"Scott, I know your lying. You have a tell, remember?" She replied, smiling. Scott smiled back. "Fine..." Scott said. Holding her hand, Scott ran inside the house, shutting the door. "Allison... I had a pretty realistic dream the other night. I was almost certain it was real... And I feel like it may happen tonight." Scott whispered to her.

"What was in the dream?" Allison asked him. "It was Stiles getting killed... Because of me..." Scott muttered, staring at the ground.

"Scott... That's not going to happen. Your Scott McCall. The True Alpha. I promise you, that won't happen! Your amazing at everything you do, and I promise you, he will not die tonight." Allison told him. She put her arms around his head, kissing him. Scott put his hands around her waist, kissing back.

Scott leaned back. "Are you sure?" Scott asked. "I'm sure..." Allison whispered back. He leaned back in to kiss her, as the door burst open, hitting Scott and Allison to the floor. "Hey, can you little love birds get out here and actually help us?!" Stiles exclaimed.

Scott and Allison looked at each other, with a worried look. "Y-yeah..." Scott told him. "We're coming."

Scott stood up, then helped Allison up. They followed Stiles to his jeep. Scott sat in the passenger seat, while Allison and Lydia sat in the back seats.

"Where are we even going?" Lydia asked. "I hope we don't have to walk far, I'm wearing heels!" She exclaimed. The all sighed. Stiles started the engine, and started driving. "We're going to an alley way, where people were found death with big claw marks the other day." Scott explained.  "An alley way? That's never a good sign." Allison said, sighing.

It started raining, so Stiles turned on the windshield wipers. It started getting hard to see. "Stiles, you sure you can see?" Scott asked. "Yeah, I'm fine-" Stiles began to say, as the car spun out of control, hitting into the side of a building. Scott jerked forward, hitting his head on the car. It didn't hurt to bad, as he turned his head to Stiles.

He was bleeding a bit from the side of his head, but he was still awake. "You okay?!" Scott asked loudly. "Yeah... Yeah... I'm fine..." Stiles muttered. They turned behind them, and luckily Allison and Lydia were okay. "You guys okay?" Asked Scott. "Yeah, we're fine..." Lydia said.

Stiles tried starting the engine, but it wouldn't start. "Damn it!" He yelled, hitting the stirring wheel. "Looks like we have to walk..." Allison told them. They all agreed, getting out into the rain. "But we can't leave my baby here!" Stiles whined. "Really, Stiles?" Scott said to him. He sighed, as they started walking in the rain.

"There it is!" Stiles pointed. As Stiles, Lydia, and Allison continued walking, Scott stopped. That feeling was back. Something was going to happen here. He could feel it.

He ran and caught up to them, grabbing Stiles' shoulder. "Dude, I don't think we should go in there..." Scott warned Stiles. "Come on, it will be fine!" Stiles told him. As they reached the alley, Scott stepped in front of them. "Stay behind me, guys..." Scott warned. They sighed, but nodded, as they followed him in.

Scott walked through the turns of the alley, and eventually there was a big room... With at least one hundred dead bodies. "Oh my god..." Stiles muttered. "What could have done this?!" Allison yelled. Scott then heard a roar, turning his attention to another hall. "Guys... Stay here... I'll be right back.." Scott told them.

"But Scott-" Allison began. "Stay here... I'll be back, I promise, as Scott tried to smile. He began walking down it, the roars getting louder. As he turned, he saw a man, maybe in his late thirties, sitting in a chair reading a news paper.  "What the hell..." Scott thought. Scott then heard footprints behind him, as Stiles ran up to Scott, holding a baseball bat. "I'll save you Scott!" He yelled, as he tripped into the wall. Scott helped him up, Stiles turning his attention to the guy in the chair. "Who the hell is that?" He asked. "I am Jeff." The guy said, looking up from his newspaper.

"Jeff?!" Stiles exclaimed, looking at him. "Okay, Jeff, tell us why your here and then-" Stiles began, as Jeff stood up. His eyes glowed bright blue. "Get... OUT!" He yelled, as he transformed into something Scott and Stiles have never seen before. He had very long claws, a lot of fur, and was at least twenty feet tall. He charged right at Scott and Stiles.

"RUN!!" Scott yelled, grabbing Stiles' arm. "GET TO THE JEEP!" Stiles yelled at the girls as they made it out of the hall. Allison screamed, grabbing Lydia's arm. They ran at the Jeep, Stiles and Scott not far behind them.

The strange type of werewolf jumped, clawing Lydia from her neck to her lower back. She screamed like a Banshee, falling to the ground. "LYDIA!!" Stiles yelled, as grabbed her arms. Scott and Allison turned, seeing the werewolf about to kill Stiles and Lydia. "NO!" They both yelled. Allison shot an arrow, distracting the Werewolf while Stiles got Lydia over. "Get in the car, try starting the engine!" Scott yelled at them. They got in, Stiles sitting with Lydia in the back, Allison sitting in the passenger seat.

Scott's eyes glowed bright red, as he transformed into his True Alpha form. He jumped at the werewolf, clawing at his arm. The claws did nothing, as the werewolf clawed across Scott's chest, as he smashed into Stiles' jeep breaking the front window.

"FOR GODS SAKE I JUST GOT THAT REPLACED!" Scott heard Stiles yell. Scott realized he was no match for this thing. He jumped into the drivers seat, trying to start the engine. "IT WON'T GO!" Scott yelled at Stiles, who was trying to help Lydia. "Do something!" Stiles yelled, as the werewolf was smashing the car from the side.

Scott roared in anger, punching he engine. The car started. "GO!" Allison yelled, as Scott started the engine, driving on the slippery roads. Scott looked in the mirror, to see the Werewolf chasing them. And it wasn't too far behind. Scott slammed at the peddle, trying to make it go faster. "Stiles... If anything happens..." Lydia began. "Lydia, your going to be fine, I'm going to be fine, okay! I know it!" Stiles told her. "Okay..." Lydia began crying. "Just in case anything happens I just want you to know-" A huge claw came bursting through the roof of the car, grabbing Lydia by the legs.

The claws pulled her up, as she stayed near the top of the car. Stiles grabbed her hands, telling her name. "LYDIA!!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. "LYDIA!!" Scott and Allison yelled, turning back. Scott tried as hard as he could to drive on the road and not crash.

"DON'T LET GO!" Stiles screamed, tears rushing down his eyes." "NO SHI-" she began, as the werewolf pulled harder, making Lydia scream. "LYDIA!!!" He screamed, his hands slipping. "LYDIA, I LOVE YOU! I HAVE ALWAYS LOVED YOU!" Stiles screamed. Tears ran down his eyes like never before.

"I LOVE YOU TOO, STILES! STILES STILINSKI!" Lydia yelled, as she was yanked out the roof of the car, disappearing with the werewolf. "LYDIA!!" Stiles screamed, crying hysterically, as he fell down into the seat. Tears rushed down Scott and Allison's eyes. Allison fell into Scott, laying on his shoulder.

They heard Lydia's screams in the distance, as they suddenly stopped. The roars got louder. That was just the beginning.