"What happened last night Scott?!" Stiles hissed trying to keep his voice while they were waiting for their other friends,
"Because I thought the whole plan was to meet at Derek's creepy little dungeons and chain you up!" He carried on, ignorant to the guilt that was rolling off his friend, his elbows on the table and his head in his hands,
"Do you know we made a plan, Scott , hmmm? It was to stop you running off with your little forest friends and EATING THE PEOPLE-" Stile's voice verging on hysterical when Scott clamped his hand down over his mouth and looking around fugitively he hissed "Will you keep your voice down! And please don't talk to me about eating people ... I... err... don't know... I might have..." Stiles reaction to Scotts mumblings was a testament to how well he knew his friend, his eyes going impossibly wide and palms coming flat on the table he stared at his best friend.
"Oh god, please tell me you didn't, please tell me you are one hundred percent sure that you are completely certain that you in no way shape or form had a munch on anything but woodland creatures?" He said slowly, enunciating the words carefully, his face deadpan, eyes trained on the True Alfa.
"I don't know it was a blur I can't rememb--" his sentence cut off as the whole cafeterias attention was drawn to the doors as they slam open and a very pale sweating homeless looking girl limps in, accompanied by a smell of rot, death and decay. Oblivious to the attention of the whole cafeteria's attention she stops and scans the room swaying on her feet, her eyes landing on the table Scott is sitting at she hobbles forward a few steps to only have to support herself on the edge of a table as she bends double and makes a wet coughing sound and coughs up a considerable amount of a greyish gloopy liquid. Grimacing she straitens and turning her head to the side spits out a lump of the same grey liquid and with a disgusted look she starts again towards the table.
"You .... Outside ... Now..." She says as she comes to stand before the table, glaring weakly at Scott
"God, you look like you're dying, are you alright?" He replies half standing up.
"You've just seen me spew up grey ... stuff, being an Alfa explains some stupidity but this .... Level.. Is just...exponential.." By the end of the sentence she is out off breath and completely grey but at the word Alfa Scott stood up straiter and Stiles jumped out of his seat
"Whoa, shout it out to everyone why don't you!" He hissed at the stranger to which she just shoved his face away with her hand and leaned closer to Scott,
"Out..side ...now" she huffed out, her voice now all but audible.
"Hang on, I don't think you should be the one-" obviously losing her patience she growled slightly and lifted Scott up and over table, bringing him close to her face.
"Fine I'll help you then" she hissed at his face and promptly pivoted and threw Scott across the room and into the door.
In shock Stiles turned and looked at the stranger just in time to hear her breath out the words
"Oh crap" and see her eyes flash a vibrant violet, so quick that it could have been a trick of the light, then role back into her head as she fell backwards.
STILES
"Jesus" I mutter, glancing over to where Scott is now sitting looking really confused. Why the hell does it always have to be in public? Why not just outside where there is no-one to look or to ask, Hey guys why was a half dead girl able to throw a Scott across the carfeteria? and why him, out of everybody? why-
"Stiles, hey, Stiles, buddy?" Scott said, now infront of me, "Stiles help me with her, people are staring!" he stage whispered at me with his dark eyebrows crumpled together as he hooked his arms under her's
"Oh yeah right erm" I mumble as I grab the girls ankles and start to lift her, quickly noticing how ridiculously light she is. Scott had obviously noticed to when he quickly transfers her so he's holding her in a bridal style and starts striding out muttering something about bags.
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Coppy right goes to teen wolf people, the only thing that is mine is the characters that arent in teen wolf and i think you can claim story lines but i seriously dont care so pleas take what you want but please credit me if you do :)
Anyways tell me what you think, I'll post more once I have written it and had some kind of inspiration and sorry if I dont reply strait away but I am in little old England and I do go to school so ... not much time for looking at your lovely (or crushing) comments .... [really embarassing if no one comments or reads] [cough]
And sorry for no having any kind of update at all and that this one is short :// I kind of forgot ... Sorry again
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The Pull of The Nemeton (Teen Wolf)
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