Scisaac One Shots!

Smoke and Mirrors

4x12 AU: Isaac tries to bring Scott out of his berserker trance.

Isaac stood up, wiping the blood from his mouth. Although his intention was to get rid of the excess, he only succeeded to smear the red liquid to the side of his face.
"Isaac! Get down!" Peter call from behind a column.
Isaac paid no mind to the other werewolf, and stared down the berserker in front of him. He struggled to catch his breath. Isaac's leg felt like lead. Hell, he could barely feel it all. He strained to take a step, dragging his dead leg behind him. Malia let out a pained growling, attempting to get to her feet.
"He'll kill you, Isaac. Stop..." She croaked, her hand slipped out from under her. Malia hit the ground with a thud.
Liam tried to warn him through a raspy breath, his throat still raw from Scott choking him.
Isaac took another labored step forward. "He won't.. He won't hurt me..."
"Isaac!" Peter called once more. "That isn't Scott! GET BACK HERE!"
Again, Isaac ignored all of their protests. He smiled weakly at Scott. Although he was encased in a cage of bone, Isaac could see Scott's eyes through the cracks of his mask. Isaac was entranced, Scott's mocha eyes almost always distracted him. He almost forgot he was staring at a berserker. The thing struck him backhandedly with its skeletal hand, send Isaac flying. He crashed into the wall, his body making an imprint in the crumbing cement. The boy groaned, but again attempted to stand. Isaac limped up to him once more, desperate to try to get the old Scott back.
"Scott.. Scott, it's me," Isaac croaked, his head throbbing. Fresh blood poured through a new wound. He could barely see straight. The poor boy couldn't prevent his from eyes watering, partially due to tears, and partially due to his possible concussion. The berserker stood in front of him, towering over him formidably. For a second, Isaac thought he saw a remnant of the boy he once knew. The pair of eyes hidden behind the bone mask seemed to blink in surprise. Regardless of what they were thinking, they quickly returned to their soldier-like gaze. Through struggling breaths, Isaac opened his mouth, but was quickly cut off by the berserker quickly slashing at him. Isaac cried out once again, clutching his abdomen, but he surprisingly stood his ground. Blood quickly pooled at his feet, forever staining his sneakers. Finally able to find words, Liam screamed at him to get back, but it made no difference. Isaac had already made up his mind; get his alpha back or die trying.
His pain sensors were being almost entirely overloaded, and was dizzy to the extreme. The berserker attacked again, this time dunking its hand into Isaac's shoulder. Shocked, he stumbled backward. His red stained lips almost looked like tinted chapstick. In one final desperate attempt, Isaac gave the berserker a weak, blood stained, grin.
And then it all went dark.

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