The Beast//Book 5//Stiles Stilinski Fanfic

Chapter 9: Divided.

Scott's pov

My asthma's back. I'm not sure how, but it came back. Just as bad as it used to be. So now, I keep my inhaler on me all of the time. Just like I used to. And it's been five days. We haven't seen any new Chimeras, and we haven't seen the Dread Doctors.

We all go to school, pretending like nothing's happened. But everyone seems to know. You just walk down the halls and no one's smiling. No one's laughing. You get the feeling that everyone can sense that something's coming. They just don't know what it is, or how bad it's going to be.

Every time I feel like I should do something about it, I find myself reaching for my inhaler. Like, I'm going to take a hit of it and come up with some brilliant solution on how to save everyone. But I don't know what to do. I don't think anyone does. Maybe that's why no one's really talking to each other. Sometimes we don't even notice each other. But I think some of us are okay with that. Because not talking makes it easier to keep secrets.

I don't know if anyone's really lying about things. Maybe it's more like lies of omission. Maybe the worst lie is to Stilinski. Because no one's told him about Parrish yet. Then again, no one's told Parrish either. He doesn't seem to remember taking the bodies. And we think that he's only really dangerous if you try to get in his way. If Stilinski knew the truth, he'd definitely get in his way.

Stiles and Skylar are trying to find the bodies, which means finding the Nemeton. They're driving around, searching all of the woods. But last time we found this thing, four of us had to almost drown in ice water.

We're not the only ones looking for Chimeras...Stilinski's got everyone looking for the next target. Questioning anyone who's a genetic Chimera. Anyone who's got two sets of DNA. No one really knows what they're looking for. Some think it's a serial killer. Some probably know it's worse.

The two Chimera's that we know about, Hayden and Cory...they're both doing okay. Actually, better than okay. They're healing faster and getting stronger. They don't need our help. And I don't think they'd want it anyway.

I still haven't heard from Kira. And I'm getting more and more worried about Deaton. I know somethings coming. And all I can think about is how good am I going to be if I can't even breathe?

"You came back looking for an alpha. I guess I'm sorry that you found me" I said to Theo.

"I'm not sorry." He said

"You still want to be part of the pack?" I said

"Scott, I'm with you. For better or for worse." He said

"Trust me, there's gonna be worse" I said

"I'm counting on it" he said

Skylar's pov

Empty. That's how things have been lately. None of the pack has been talking to each other these past five days. I've talked to stiles here and there but either than that nothing.

I think we can all just sense that something bad is coming. This time it's not just me sensing the bad things...everyone is.

Stiles and I have been out all morning and afternoon looking for the Nemeton. That's where Lydia thinks Parrish is taking the bodies. I would've had her come but since no one is talking to each other, that's kind of hard. Although I feel this weird tension between stiles and I, this is what has to happen. We have to look for this Nemeton.

"It's almost like this thing doesn't want to be found." Stiles said

"Maybe we should just talk to Parrish?" I said