Chapter 12
Stiles is okay is the first text Scott sends me. I text Stiles 25 times trying to get a response. I was so worried about him. He better answer his God damn cell phone.
I sat on my bed trying to process everything I knew.
Gerard walked into my room and told me to be ready the next twenty four hours are going to be eventful. I ran a hand through my curls, how much longer do I have to keep fighting?
Dad walks in my room after sending a tense look to Gerard. Something is brewing between them and I don't think it's good.
"I want to talk to you." He states. I scoff at him.
"I'm tired I just want to go to bed." I say coldly. I unzip my boots and pull them off.
"I don't want you to be like her."
I look up at him. "Like who?" I question my voice filled venom.
"Kate, Allison. I'm so sorry if I made you feel like you have to be. You don't have to change. I don't want you too."
"Don't." I growl. He gives me a confused look. "Don't you see how miserable I am? Now suddenly you care and now that you see Allison is changing for the worse. Maybe turning into a monster. You come to me and see if I'm okay. Too late."
He sits down on the bed next to me. "Emily. I know this has been hard and I'm sorry. I want what's best for you and and I know I've been hard on you. But I want you to help me make this right."
I nod slowly. "Dad. I need you. Through everything I felt like I lost my parents and just gained dictators. I need my dad, I need my family. I don't want to be like Kate." He pulls me close to him.
"Why would I want that? I'm proud of you being the strong girl you are and I know I've been a bad parent to you and I'm sorry. I want to make it right and I think we need to stop Gerard.." My dad hugs me tightly. I nod.
I pull my boots on and I tie my hair up into a high pony tail. He tells me to grab my bow and a set of knifes I do as he says. Is it possible to make this right?
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He brings me down to the basement. Why would we be here? I hear movement and muffled grunts and I flip on the lights and see Erica and Boyd tied up with their hands tied above their heads. My hand goes to my mouth, I look at them their eyes pleading with me.
I rush over to them. They plead for my help with muffled screams. I look at how they are hung up, maybe I could cut the wires? "You know, my family's done this for a long time." Dad starts while touching the dial on the machine. I feel a uneasy feeling in my stomach. Is he going to torture them and make me watch? "Long enough to learn things, like how a certain level of electric current can keep you from transforming. At another level you can't heal." He adds.
Erica and Boyd look at me pleading to do something. I bite my lip.
"A few amps higher and no heightened strength. That kind of scientific accuracy it makes you wonder where the line between the natural and supernatural really exists." Dad muses looking at the machine. Erica and Boyd look from me to my dad begging for me to do something. "It's when lines like that blur... You sometimes find yourself surprised by which side you end up on." Dad turns the machine off and walks out. I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding.
"Escape." I whisper to Erica and Boyd.
I follow after Dad. We drive to the hospital for an unknown reason when we pull up we see Isaac and Scott walking with a body bag. I roll my eyes. I always knew that would happen eventually.
My dad gets out and I follow.
"Its just you two." Scott points out looking at our solemn appearances.
"More than you know." I reply.
"What do you want?" Scott questions.
"We don't have much in common, Scott. But at the moment we have a common enemy." Dad replies.
"That's why I'm trying to get him out of here."
"He doesn't mean Jackson." I add softly.
"Gerard has twisted his way into Allison's head in the same way he did with Kate. And I'm losing her. And I know you and Emily are losing her too." I look up at Scott he and I share a look both nodding. We were losing her.
"You're right. So can you trust me to fix this?" Scott questions. Dad nods.
"Then can you let us go?"
"No." Dad answers, I smile a little.
"Our car's faster." I reply. We all pile in the car with Jackson in the back. We drive off. This is going to a long night.
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We stop the car near a old train station and get out.
"I think he stopped moving." Isaac points. I stand next to him as I look around.
"Where's Derek?" I question. Just as the words leave my mouth Derek comes running out on all fours and does a front flip and lands in a crouched position with his eyes glowing. Where's Peter?
"I'm here for Jackson. Not you." Dad states.
Derek stands up to his full height, his eyes flicker to me then back to my father.
"Somehow I don't find that very comforting." Derek retorts. They continue their stare down. I watch Derek.
"Get him inside." Derek orders meaning Jackson.
We bring Jackson inside the building. "Where are they?" Scott asks.
"Who?" Derek questions.
"Peter and Lydia." I answer. He looks over at me then looks away. Derek doesn't say anything just bends over the bag and goes to unzip it.
My eyes get wide. "Wait. You said you knew how to save him." Scott protests.
"We're past that." Derek comments.
"What about..." Scott starts.
"Think about it, Scott. Gerard controls him now. He's turned Jackson into his own personal guard dog. And he set all of this in motion. So that Jackson could get bigger and more powerful." Derek cuts in.
"No. No, he wouldn't do that. If Jackson's a dog, he's turning rabid, and my father wouldn't let a rabid dog live." Dad argues.
"Of course not." Gerard's voice sounds appearing out of nowhere. "Anything that dangerous, that out of control, is better off dead."
Derek bends down to kill Jackson but is stopped when Jackson stabs Derek in the stomach.
"Derek!" I yell. My scar is set on fire. I hiss in pain and put my hand on my shoulder.
Jackson gets out of the bag and throws Derek like a rag doll, he doesn't get up. I get my crossbow ready trying not to scream in pain. I look over at Derek. Please be okay. Please. My vision start to blur, I feel the pain intensify. I look down at my necklace of Derek's tattoo. I think about him the pain dies down sum. I need to fight. I need to block it out. I pull my crossbow ready to fight.
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