Enchantress (Teen Wolf)

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Who would win between a rabbit and a bear? A bear right? But what if I told you it was a teddy bear, or the bear was a baby, or the rabbit was huge. It's all about perspective, a rabbit and a bear is an unfair fight depending on your perspective. Anything can win if you change to rules, or change one small word or phrase.

Scott's POV
I answered my phone, it was Stiles.

"What's up buddy?" I asked as he should be in class, I was needed at the hospital to help a werewolf about to go into surgery, when he had already healed. I got into a fight an alpha and Derek helped, we brought Isaac to Dereks old house because he had something to heal the internal pain of  alpha damage.

"Not really, I think I'm going to have to take Raven to the hospital." Stiles said and I felt like I couldn't breathe, I didn't know what had happened and I expected the worst. I have to protect her, she may not be any younger than 10 minutes but she's still my baby sister.

"What!? Is she okay?" I asked panicked, my grip on the phone tightened.

"She's fine Scott, these crows broke the glass in the classroom and started attacking, she just got a deep cut on her cheek from the glass and a few scratches on her arms." He replied and I eased up a bit, at least she's alive.

"Alright, once she's there come to Derek's old place." I said.

"Why're you with Derek? He ignores you for days and then you're going to his house?" Stiles argued and I sighed.

"Stiles you're not a 11 year old girl, just come, and make sure Ravens okay for me." I said, shutting him down. I ended the call and turned my attention back to Derek who said he'd help me with my ratio situation.

"Who's Raven?" Derek asked, fiddling with some plants next to a sedated Isaac.

"No one." I replied bluntly, I wanted him to have nothing to do with her and I wanted her to stay away from him also. As much as I trusted Derek, I don't trust him with her.

Ravens POV
"Stiles, I told you I'm fine! I don't need to go to the hospital." I spat pulling down the mirror in his jeep and looking at the cut. The glass was no longer in my cheek, so I didn't understand why he was taking me to the hospital.

"Fine, I'll take you home." He finally gave in, but I didn't want to go home, I was meeting someone in the woods.

"Drop me here." I said, we were driving past the woods and I needed to meet this person immediately.

"Why?" Stiles asked, looking at me with a concerned look and I rolled my eyes.

"Just do it, I want to walk, it calms me down ." I answered making an awful excuse. After a moment of quiet staring he stopped the car, allowing me to get out.

"If you need anything call me or Scott, okay?." He insisted and I sighed , shutting the car door and walking off. I didn't enter the woods until I couldn't see the blue Jeep anymore. I started to walk around, twigs breaking under my shoes and the howls of wind flying through the trees. I heard a twig snap behind me and so I instinctively pulled my gun out of my belt and aimed it behind me as I turned. I saw a familiar face with his arms rose in surrender.

"It's just me." He smiled, causing me to lower my gun and smile back at him.

"Chris Argent, I haven't seen you in forever." I said, putting my gun back into my belt and walking up to him, He pulled me into a hug. This man was like an uncle to me, he had always been there when I needed something and he was the only one who believed me.