Everyone Has Demons [Teen Wolf]

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APOV

"We're betting our lives on these?" Malia asked. She examined one of the modified jammers.

"I think we're betting Hayden's life on them," Lydia said.

"Well, I'm glad I brought my gun," Parrish said.

We headed inside and placed the jammers around the building, then reconvened in the locker room.

"Where's Kira?" I asked Scott.

"After what happened at Eichen House she thought she might be more of a danger than help," he told me.

"I was just thinking," Lydia said, joining us. "Since we can't use our cellphones we have no way of checking in on Theo and Stiles."

"I didn't even think about that," Scott said.

"While we're here waiting on the Dread Doctors, their waiting on who knows what."

"Brooke is with them," I reminded them. "Three against one is pretty good odds."

Lydia nodded. "Brooke isn't going to let anything happen to Stiles." So I wasn't the only one who had noticed Brooke's attachment.

"They'll be fine."

"What were you saying earlier about needing someone to bleed on you?" Scott asked me.

"Don't tell me you're secretly a vampire now," Lydia said. "Like we don't have enough to worry about."

I rolled my eyes. "Just a drop." I held out my hand. Scott looked at my quizzically before using one of his claws to draw blood. One droplet fell onto my hand and we all watched as it was absorbed.

"Okay, weird," Lydia said. "And?"

I looked between them and then barred my borrowed werewolf fangs. Scott jumped. "I wasn't expecting that."

"It's a new trick," I said. "It's taking some getting used to, but it's definitely handy."

"Well," Lydia shrugged. "Tell me how the fight goes."

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I left the locker room to do a lap around the school. It was almost midnight. I was surprised that we hadn't heard anything from the Dread Doctors yet. I was beginning to think Parrish's jammers were working.

Then I heard Malia scream. I took off running, but before I could get to her I was met with a wall of fire. I turned to go back down the hall I'd come, but the flames had surrounded me. They were moving quickly and I had no place to run. Werewolf powers were no good against these flames. I tried to use my telekinesis to push the flames back, but instead of retreated they roared towards me more ferociously. Soon I was engulfed in them. The heat was too much. I thought my skin was going to start peeling off.

I felt like I was back in my home, the night of the fire. My mother had grabbed Brooke and me from our bed but the flames were already creeping in. She had covered our faces with wet rags to keep out the smoke. I remembered running out into the street and hearing the screams. Half the block was already ablaze; I had no idea where the fire had started.

All I could remember was how scared Brooke and I had been. How we could feel the flames, even as we ran down the block. How we didn't think we'd ever be able to outrun the fire. Somehow we had. But now it was here, and it had caught up with me.

BPOV

"You know, I saw his teeth," Theo said. We'd been sitting in silence for what felt like an eternity. Stiles and I both looked at him. "Donovan. He was a wendigo, right? That's the cannibal one?"