Wreak Havoc (Teen Wolf Fanfiction)

The Right Track?

Allison slowly leaned against a wall and without noticing she had her eyes locked on Havoc with a slightly judgmental look on her face. Havoc glanced up at Allison for a second, raised her eyebrows slightly, but then looked back to the book in her hands.

"I'm 97% sure you don't like me, but I'm also 100% sure I don't care so don't even bother." Havoc told Allison, who suddenly struck her as eerily resembling herself in appearance. Havoc squirmed a bit because of this feeling, mentally trying to shrug it off. Allison. The name even resembled her old one. She hated being reminded of memories she didn't want nor need.

"More like you don't like me..." Allison muttered under her breath, cutting Havoc's thoughts off, not intending for the one with amnesia to hear. But she did.

"Is there a reason for you being so bitter? I'm a fun person, if I don't like you; you need to ask yourself why." This time Havoc's eyes didn't leave the pages of the book. She kept her focus on the words written in black ink on yellowed, withered pages. With that statement she hoped that Allison would let go of the discussion and leave her alone. Allison crossed her arms over her chest, even her body language showing that she wasn't about to let anything go.

"That's the thing, I don't know what I've done" Allison told Havoc. Havoc didn't answer for a while, trying to figure out how to shut her up and stop the hunter from distracting her any further.

"I don't know, but I regret a lot of things. Having this conversation sure is up among the top five on that list. You know why? Because this is completely bullshit and pointless and I'm seriously starting to see why future me doesn't like you. So would you kindly shut up and stop being stupid" Havoc said, her words implying harshness but her voice sounding unbothered. Allison noticed that Elizabeth and Marion were both ignoring the conversation, and Lydia soon came back.

"Hey redhead, this spell is just as bullshit as the conversation I just had with your friend. I did find something interesting though," Havoc spoke to the Banshee who had a phone in her hand.

"What?" Lydia asked, sliding her smartphone into her pocket. She glanced at Allison to make sure she was okay.

"It's a spell. The same as one I have in one of my books, but the ritual is different." Havoc explained, spinning the book around on her lap so that it would be the right way for Lydia and Allison who tried to read.

"It's to bring people back from the dead" Allison stated. Havoc rolled her eyes and grabbed the book from in front of their faces, reaching it out to Elizabeth instead. Elizabeth grabbed it and hummed as she let her eyes travel down the page. Marion looked at it from the side and piped up first of the two.

"I've only heard legends about powerful people managing to pull people back from the dead. Although, this might work. It's at least worth a try. What do you think Elizabeth?" She decided. Elizabeth tilted her head and let out a long, thoughtful breath.

"Yeah, it is worth a try. But don't get your hopes up too much, Havoc. There's only two of us, if we had our coven things would be easier."

Havoc gave Elizabeth a cold stare. "Yes well we're not bringing the rest of the coven here, alright? They don't need to know about Seth."

Elizabeth shook her head as a response. "Yes of course, I'm sorry for suggesting it. We'll do our best." She said as she rose from her place in the sofa. Marion followed her lead. "When do you want us to preform it?"

Havoc didn't answer. Did she want to get turned back to herself first, or should they focus on Seth? On one side, she wanted to bring him back if possible. She always felt lonely, but now that she knew Seth was actually gone she felt even more lonely. On the other hand, she didn't want him to see her failure, and she wasn't sure she wanted to face him just yet. Now keep in mind this version of Havoc, the one from a past, hadn't seen Seth is ages. She hadn't talked to him in so long, because they had gone separate ways.

Marion stepped forward and grabbed Havoc's arm which made the vampire cut out of her thoughts.

"Oh, let's get this over with it. Let's start the preparations" Havoc answered. When Allison cupped her hand over her mouth to stifle a yawn Havoc realized she was the only one in the room that didn't need sleep. The others wouldn't be effective and there was a higher chance of failing the ritual and spell if they were tired. She needed them to be their best selves, and her face displayed the annoyance she felt. "... Ugh, tomorrow then. Elizabeth, Marion. You know where the guest rooms are. Lydia, Allison. I'll show you to the door"