The Forgotten Hale | Teen Wolf / Chris Argent

9. Beated

200 readers, thank you all! I'm so happy right now. It makes me happy to see that someone enjoys what i write! Enough about me, keep on w/ the story ;)
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*Derek's POV*
I stared at the two of them. Both were exhausted, and the sun was coming up. They had been going at each other all night. In minutes Aiyana would have to transform back, while Peter was at his last fuel. Just as i yawned, Aiyana almost shrinked. As she did turn back, Peter saw his chance. He threw his arm at her, making her fly towards a tree. She smacked into it, passed out as she landed on the ground.
-"Aiyana!" I shouted as i ran towards her. Most of her skin was torn, bleeding as well.

-"I must admit, that girl can fight. Heck! I wanna do this again," Peter said as he walked up beside me. I shot him a quick look, and he was bleeding as well, but the wounds were already starting to heal.
-"I need to get her to Chris," I explained as i picked her up, throwing her over my shoulder. I don't mind some blood on my shirt...
-"Scott!" I called, getting his attention. He came running towards me, putting his phone in his pocket.
-"Follow the road. Stiles will arive any minute with his Jeep," he explained. I gave him my usual emotionless, but angry face.

We walked for some minutes, and then that small Jeep picked us up.
-"Damn, she looks bad! Maybe we should get her to the hospital," Stiles said as he drove back to the city.
-"The wounds were made by Peter. We're family, she will heal this herself," i said as i looked at her. Her face was pained, pale and scared. You're soon back to him, Aiyana. Just relax, sister.

After some time in the Jeep, we arrived outside his house.
-"Why aren't Stiles with the class anyway?" I asked before leaving.
-"Couldn't afford it. Get her inside now!" Stiles snapped. I shot him a threatening face as i threw her on my shoulder. I almost ran to Chris's front door, banging on it immediately. I stood for some seconds, banging non-stop. After some time, Chris opened.
-"Get her upstairs. Take to the left when you get up the stairs, and then straight forward. Get her clothes off, and throw her in the bathtub. Don't wait for me. But don't throw her, you know, just, yeah," Chris said frustrated. I laid my hand on his shoulder, gaining his attention.
-"She'll be fine. After all, she has my guts. Don't stress," i reassured as i walked up the stairs.

I walked into a bathroom, and the tub was full of water. Not only water, something else as well. It was something you'd usually wash your house with, but i don't know the name for that shit.
I put Aiyana on the floor, ripping off her already torn shirt. Same i did with her pants. There's just no way i'll take off her underwear, just, no. I lifted her up and put her in the tub, letting go of her. Only a second after, she woke to life.

*Aiyana's POV*
I opened my eyes immediately as i felt my whole body sting. I tried to get up from the water, but i was pushed down again. I set my eyes at my brother, feeling a bit of relief. I made it through the night.
-"L-Let me out of here, Derek!" I snapped as i tried to break away from him. But i had no chance at all. Suddenly the bathroom door was opened, and Chris walked in.
-"Tell him to let go of me!" I yelled, grabbing Derek's hands.
-"I was the one who told him to put you here. It'll help you heal, okay? Just, do it, okay? Do it for me," Chris said as he sat down beside Derek.

My brother shot Chris an ugly look, then shook it off. I tried to calm down, to get used to this burning pain. I looked at the water, and it was completely red with my blood. I stared at my hands, almost shocked. My whole body had several bruises and cuts: some bleeding, others not.
-"How come can you make her relax as much as this? I swear, the second you spoke she relaxed," Derek said and let go of me.

-"I don't know. I'll get ready the first-aid kit and that. Take her out in five minutes, then just wash her body in the shower. I guess it's more comfortable for her if the bro does that job," Chris said and chuckled. He left the room, leaving me with Derek.
-"Did i fight good?" I asked and looked directly in his eyes.
-"Of course! The both of you beated the shit out of each other. Heck, you've made me proud, Ai. Just, try to remember this next time: You gotta get out of there alive," Derek replied as he stood up.
-"It wasn't me fighting, it was the wendigo," I whispered..