Shatter Me > Scott McCall

Two

"What! Lacy? Scott you're delusional. If Lacy were a werewolf I think I'd know about it."

"The scents matched"

"Scott? God what does that even mean? 'The scents match'. No. You're wrong she can't be a were-"

"They match Stiles! I don't want to believe it either..."

"Then what are we gonna do? Why would she accept Derek's offer?"

"I don't know, she's never seemed powerless, but, we're going to help her no matter what."

"I can't believe she would do this."

"I know, but right know she's got to be terrified."

"Yeah we need to find her. It's the full moon tonight."

Lacy sped up as she strode through the car park. She had heard enough of that conversation and was more focused on the last topic brought up: the full moon.

She could already feel its effects; the itching, the burning and the desperate need to tear through her own flesh. It was happening sooner than usual. She supposed it was due to the stress of her secret being uncovered and Isaac's joining of their world, after all it would make more sense than anything else possibly could. Being early, however, was an impossible occurrence for Lacy and if she even began to contemplate it, she would most likely panic and lose what little control she so desperately clung on to.

A familiar pounding in her cranium began, causing her to stumble into a railing. The slightly rusted metal was cold and harsh against her tense hands, but she payed no mind to it as she willed herself, desperately to go further. It was a strenuous task postponing the beast within, it was something she had - in a way - mastered over the years, to some extent.

However, by the time Lacy had reached her small car, her eyes had changed into the luminous yellow that she despised so greatly, it was - unfortunately - at this point when Scott managed to finally catch up and grasp her arm tightly, rendering her temporarily immobile.  She didn't know how he managed to reach her that quickly, but she didn't care - he wouldn't be alive much longer if he didn't let go.

"Lacy? I can help you through this..."

His voice droned into a dull silence. All Lacy was able to hear was an unbearable static, that was beginning to drive her into the deepest insanity and the sound of her bones creaking, desperately wanting to reform. She clamped her eyes shut willing the pain to go away, but it was no use, it only intensified with a distressing force. Her hands gripped the hood of her car, bending it as she desperately reached for control over her pain.

"Whoa! Okay, Lacy calm down-"

"Let me go Scott." Lacy said quietly, desperately trying not to hurt the boy she cared so dearly about beside her.

He shook his head furiously; "I can't do that Lace. Just come with me and I'll-"

"I said let me GO!!" Lacy screamed as she yanked her body away from Scotts grip. She turned to him revealing her furiously burning eyes.

Scott was taken aback by her rapidly changing form, but he didn't care. He reached for her again only to become a witness to the first of her bones breaking. He looked at her with a pained and confused expression, not being able to comprehend what just happened.