"Be safe Damon please" I sighed, kissing Damon's cheek. He smiled,holding me in a hug.
"I will, Clara don't you worry about me" Damon said. I nodded, he started his car and drove off. I sighed, smiling to myself. Mystic Falls was gradually getting more and more hectic, Jeremy's dead people sightings getting more and more...weird.
I put my head in my hands, sitting on the pavement and staring at the road. I could feel eyes on me, everything in my head and body wanted it to be Stiles, but Tyler sat next to me, laying his hand on my back and bringing me in for a hug.
"Klaus is smart. He'll find you here" I said, letting a tear slide as I sniffled a little. I laid my head on his shoulder, he placed a kiss on my head and held me tighter.
"I know"
I looked up, seeing Stiles at his window, staring at me. My gut churned as I saw him look at me, with pity and despair. I shook my head at him, biting my lip and turning back to Tyler, trying to block Stiles out as much as possible.
"Coming inside?" I asked. Tyler nodded, standing up and giving me his hand and helping me up.
I watched as Tyler walked away, I huffed, shivering in the cold slightly and taking a step forward. A step away from Stiles and towards Tyler.
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I held the holster to my hip, feeling it jiggle as I ran, Tyler at wolf speed by my side. We skidded round a corner, jumping onto the roof of the van, Tyler jumping on the back. I smirked as we pulled into the warehouse, seeing the blue jeep with Stiles, Malia and Liam. Stiles looked at my smug face, his heartbeat skipping a little. The van stopped, I stood up on the van and looked to Tyler who walked out from behind the van. He smirked at me, holding out his hand but I just scoffed and jumped down myself. I was feeling especially 'Petrova fire'.
"Fiery" Tyler commented. I rolled my eyes, walking forward to Derek and Stiles.
"I like it" Tyler whispered in my ear, I smirked stopping besides Braeden.
"Where'd you get a prison transport van?" Stiles asked. It had been the first time I heard him speak since 'we kissed'. I swallowed a lump in my throat, not letting him affect me. This was about Scott and Kira.
"I'm a US marshall" Braeden shrugged. Stiles furrowed his eyebrows.
"I just thought that was a cover.." He trailed off, I turned to Malia who had been staring at me since I got here. I quirked up an eyebrow at her and she coughed a little.
"Have you got anyway to defend yourself besides your teeth?" She asked, trying to offend me or belittle me somewhat. It wasn't going to work. I scoffed, unzipping my leather jacket to reveal a holster, 3 guns and a dagger soaked in wolfsbane.
Malia and Stiles stared at the holster impressed, no matter how much they tried to hide it.
"What about you?" Stiles turned to Tyler, giving him evil eyes. Was he jealous?
"He's a special kind of werewolf" I smirked for the 100th time today, turning to Tyler as he revealed his vampire face. They stared in complete fear at the hybrid by my side and I pulled a vile out of my boot, turning to Liam.
"I also have this for myself in case wolfy here gets hungry for vampire meat" I sighed, turning to Liam who just pouted. I smiled, ruffling his hair and walking away as Peter pulled up.
"I'm going to sort some stuff"
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"You shouldn't be back there" Tyler warned, shouting over the van engine as he sat in the front with Braeden.
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Directions (Sequel to Paths//Teen Wolf Fan Fiction)
Fanfiction•~She loved so much she lost herself - and now she has no directions back~• A dramatic turn has taken place in Clara's life and now she has to learn to adjust to her super strength, super senses, blood lust. To her vampirism. Tackling that, protect...
