From London Teen Wolf Fanfiction

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Vicky raced down the road, she changed up a gear as Scott looked at her, "what are you going to do?" he asked.

"Stop their car" Vicky replied, "using force" she added, as the black sedan came into sight, Vicky slightly eased off the gas as she caught up with the two speeding vehicles, Scott reached for the grab handles as Vicky was behind the sedan. "Sorry car" Vicky muttered as the front of the Camaro slammed into the side of the sedan, sending it towards the verge.

As the cars collided, Vicky winced, and Scott grabbed the seatbelt as if it was his lifeline, he looked over at the blonde who smirked, "sorry Scotty"

"Is that my car?" Derek asked through the walkie talkie, he still sounded weak, but the static didn't help.

"Umm...No" Vicky replied, she slammed on the brakes as the sedan tried to pay her back, it bounced off the barriers as Vicky rear-ended it. Vicky side swiped the sedan again, sending it rolling over onto the other side of the road. "Derek, I'll pay for the damages"

Scott looked back at the smoking car and let out a long breath he didn't know he was holding, his relief stopped as he saw a black SUV career towards them. "Vicky" he warned.

"Yes?" she replied, and followed his eyes, she saw the black SUV and stiffened. Vicky unfastened her seatbelt and looked at Scott, "you need to steer" she ordered, as she opened the window and leant out of it, not giving Scott a chance to reply, he grabbed the steering wheel and focussed on steering straight.

Vicky fired bullets at the car, "what's going on?" Peter asked through the walkie talkie, their SUV was ahead of the Camaro and they couldn't see exactly what was going on.

"My father" Vicky shouted, still firing at the black SUV, the blonde swung herself back into the driver's seat and took her foot off the gas, she ignored Scott's confused glances at her as she was too focussed on the fast approaching SUV.

"Vicky" Scott warned, he saw how close they were to having an accident. Before the Camaro had a rear end to match the front, Vicky pulled on the handbrake and spun the car around, the tyres screamed in protest as they skid down the road sideways and ended up behind the SUV.

"See, no problem" Vicky smirked at the gobsmacked face of the teen next to her, Vicky pulled out another pistol and aimed for the tyres on the SUV, swerving to avoid the bullets. One bullet ripped through the back-left tyre and Vicky smiled, she leant back in the car and looked at Scott. "I need you to get into the driver's seat" she told him, "I'm going on the roof and dropping into the passenger seat" Vicky ignored Scott shaking his head, "don't slow down or speed up, or I'll fall off"

Before Scott had time to say no, Vicky had already climbed out the window and was on the roof, she kept her foot on the door and carried on shooting the tyres, the third bullet popped another tyre, sending the SUV into a slide, the driver managed to control it, but the Camaro was gaining on the back of the car. Scott's foot hovered over the brakes, but Vicky's voice came through the walkie talkie, "don't brake Scott" she ordered, "keep steering straight"

As the Camaro's bonnet was about to kiss the back of the SUV, Vicky ran down the bonnet and jumped onto the back of the car, "back off now, keep driving carefully, thanks Scott"

"What's she doing?" Chris asked, everyone had been listening to Vicky's orders with confusion.

Scott grabbed the walkie talkie and pressed the button to speak, "she's jumped from the Camaro onto the back of the SUV with her dad driving it"

"If she survives, I'll kill her" Derek announced, he sounded annoyed with the blonde, Scott didn't blame him, it was too much of a risk for her.

"Glad you're okay Der" Vicky said before putting the walkie talkie into her waistband.

The blonde climbed onto the roof and opened the sunroof, and lowered her legs in. Someone pulled on them and she landed on her ass. She immediately kicked her legs out and pulled Nathan to the ground, she punched him in the face, effectively knocking him out, and breaking his nose; again.

Vicky turned her attention to the brunette levelly holding a gun at her head, Vicky smirked and tilted her head, "seriously, using guns, again?" she said as Lilly fired a bullet which Vicky caught, her eyes glowing purple.

She flicked her wrist and the gun flew out the older Martin's hand and under the rear seats, Vicky took the opportunity and kicked the woman's knees, sending her crashing to the floor. "You should have killed me when you had the chance" Vicky nearly growled as she knelt to her aunt's level.

"I'm trying" Lilly replied as she swung a knife towards the blonde, catching her side. Vicky grabbed the blade of the knife and twisted it, causing Lilly to let go.

"Keep trying" Vicky said as she punched the woman in the face. Vicky stood up and looked at Nathan who was still unconscious, the blonde turned her attention to the driver who was steering erratically.

She clambered up to the front of the SUV and leaned forward, "I need you to stop" she said.

The man looked at her and narrowed his eyes, "you're joking right?" he asked.

"I'm not the bad guy here dad, honestly" Vicky said, her eyes pleading, "you don't understand"

"oh, I understand all right" he replied viciously, "you're helping a werewolf escape, you're in love with a werewolf!" he shouted, "you're not human"

Vicky opened her mouth to say something but thought better of it, she closed her eyes for a second and when she opened them again, they were dull. "That didn't stop you taking advantage of that in London"

"London?" David looked back at the blonde, "what?"

"Oh Nathan, you dick" Vicky muttered, "he wiped your memory"

"Vicky, get back in the car" Derek ordered through the walkie talkie, David heard it and sneered.

"Listen to your mutt, Victoria"

Vicky grabbed her father's head and smashed it against the steering wheel, twice, until he was knocked out completely. Vicky sighed and opened the back door of the SUV.

Scott was driving the Camaro, he saw Vicky and smiled slightly. "Scott, come a little closer" she instructed, the blonde waited until the bonnet of the Camaro was touching the back of the slowing SUV's bumper before jumping onto the American muscle, "you want to carry on driving?" she asked as she neared the front of the car.

"You" Scott replied, "definitely you"