"We have a code!"
"Yeah, well we have a lot of things one of them being a vendetta against them." She met his eyes, steel in her eyes and rocks in her heart. "They killed Maria. I don't see why you're so bothered." She turned back to the table and began removing her weapons.
"What if they come after one of us? What if they come after Casey?"
She laughed humorlessly. "Then we fight."
"Do you see yourself? You're wasting away. I'm afraid that this war that you're waging will end up consuming you."
"Jack!" She yelled as she slammed one of her daggers on the table. She turned to face him. "I don't care. I'm going to hunt down every last one of them. I don't care how long it takes. I won't stop until every last one of them is dead." She searched his face for a reaction, getting none, she sighed. "I'm tired and I have homework to do, so if you'll excuse me," she didn't wait for a response as she brushed past him...
...But not before Jack got a reading on her: Scared.
And confused.
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We Have a Code
Teen FictionInspired by Jeff Davis's Teen Wolf, this came to me as I watched one of the many times Allison Argent went on one of her many self-destructive rampage. It isn't directly related to or in correspondence with the show, but yeah. The girl in my story...
