The Bastard Child ~Teen Wolf

Chapter Fifty Five

Chapter Fifty Five

Mac's POV

We were at the loft, Cora laying on a bed, breathing what seemed like we're gonna be her last breaths. After Derek told us about Scott, I went back to the loft with him and Isaac.

"She's dying, isn't she?" Isaac asked.

"I don't know." Derek responded quietly.

"So what are you gonna do?" Isaac asked.

"I don't know." Derek said after a brief pause. Isaac was starting to get frustrated.

"Want to figure something out?" Isaac asked, "Because while Scott and Stiles were out there trying to help people from being killed, you were in here, rolling around he sheets with the actual killer. Do you know how many people she killed?"

"Isaac." I said softly.

"Do you get how many people she's killed? Erica and Boyd are dead, Cora is dying, and you're doing nothing!" Isaac yelled. I closed my eyes and looked down at my feet, "Why'd you do this to us, Derek? Wait it all about the power? Were you bored? Were you lonely?"

"Maybe." Derek responded quietly. "I told Cora I wouldn't leave. I'll Hell the other when I figure out how to help her."

"There's no time!" Isaac screamed. "The full moon is coming. The sheriff and Melissa are gonna be dead, so I'm gonna try and help them. You can sit here and perfect the art of doing nothing."

"Isaac!"'I called out and ran out the door to follow him. Even though what he was a little harsh. He was right. We have to do something.

"Where are we going?" I asked Isaac when I caught up to him.

"The Argent's." He said.

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"I can't shoot a gun or use a crossbow, but I'm getting pretty good with these." Isaac said, flicking out his nails.

"I can shoot a crossbow, but I got a little extra on my side." I said snapping my fingers and bringing a fire ball in my hands.

"Hey, you're getting pretty good at that." Alison said.

"I know I've been practicing." I responded, walking into the room and putting out the flame. "If I think about it, it just appears."

"Wait, you knew about that? Whatever it is." Argent asked his daughter.

"I'm pretty sure I'm a Phoenix. At least that's what Jennifer called me." I said.

"Deucalion said the same thing when we were at that abandoned mall. After you like flamed out to the extreme." Isaac pointed out.

"What the hell is a Phoenix?" Stiles asked as Alison threw me a crossbow. "Are you an X-man now?"

"What?" Chris asked.

"You know Jean Gray, Phoenix, from the X-Men comics?" Stiles said.

"Well I'm not telepathic as far as I know, so I don't think so." I replied, "So do we have a plan?"

"Let's get to the bank." Argent said.

When we showed up at the bank, we went straight to the vault. Chris has his gun ready, Alison and I had our bows.

"It's empty." Alison pointed out.

"Be careful anyway." Chris replied.

"I thought you only use those on Werewolves?" Isaac asked, noticing Argent pull something out of his pocket.