Scisaac Shots

Hope Series Part 2

The hospital machine was constantly beeping, each time Isaac heard a beep his eyes flinched and he turned to the side. The machine was starting to get on his nerves when the clock struck midnight he woke up to a quiet hospital. Something didn't feel right to him, it was almost too quiet for a hospital. People were always working night shift whether it was cleaning or keeping an eye on the patients. But no one was roaming the halls and looking in rooms or mopping the floors. It was just complete blackness which bugged Isaac. His bones felt cold and he climbed out of bed; he stumbled but managed to balance.

He had to roll the machine that helped him stay awake along with him, or he would fall to the ground unconscious once again. Isaac reached the end of the hall he was in and from behind him he could hear quick footsteps racing to somewhere, they obviously didn't want to be seen. His Blue eyes stared deep into the darkness until they met with a pair of dark red eyes. An Alfa came from the dark side of the wall with his muscled and bare chest. His nails were long and sharp ready to cut or kill anything in his path. Isaac stood there shocked for a few seconds before he realized the man started to charge at him. He jumped out of the way and the werewolf slammed into the wall. Screams were heard from other patient rooms; they were scared because they didn't know what was going on outside in the hall. Isaac stormed down to another hall and hid behind a patient body carrier an he pulled the needles that hooked him to the machine out of his hands and arms. As soon as the needle left his body he started to get automatically dizzy.

But he knew he couldn't just stop because of a slight head malfunction. He got back on his feet and ran down the hall; the werewolf saw him and sprinted after him. Isaac ran into a dead end and quickly turned back to see the Alfa with a smile on his face and he starts to walk over to him. Isaac pushed himself against the wall and started to slur his words. Everything around him started to shake and he held his stomach. He felt like he was going to get sick, but he went four hours without food so far, what's another hour? It wasn't the empty stomach, it was something going on in his brain. Disturbing thoughts start to conquer him whisper bad things to his membrane.

He's going to rip your throat out you pathetic wolf.

No one will be here to save you, might as well surrender now.

I'm going to enjoy the moment when he digs his sharp nails in your back and drags them down.

Scott doesn't care for you, realize the lies he's been telling you.

Isaac clenched onto his hair and let out an angry groan. He wanted the thoughts to go away, but they kept coming back when he tried to put them back in their cage. They wanted to be set free, they wanted him to feel pain. Isaac groaned and fell to his knees, when he looked up the werewolf was standing right above him with his nails ready to shed blood. Isaac's breathing was heavy, he was scared. Who wouldn't be scared when a werewolf is standing right above you ready to cut your throat open. From behind the man was a dark figure and it got closer each second, Isaac's shook his head and the man cocked his head to the side confused.

The figure grabbed him and threw his against the wall and he landed on a hospital bed. The figure turned into a young teenager. It was Scott and he was kicking the crap out of the Alfa. He dug his nails into his side and clenched onto the Alfa's throat with his other hand; choking him slowly. Scott's eyes turned yellow and a clenches his teeth together as he squeezes his neck tighter. Isaac was staring at him while the Alfa was being choked by Scott's hand. The Alfa finally stopped breathing, he stopped fighting and layed still. Scott turned with his yellow eyes shining bright and they stare into Isaac's. His eyes turned back to the normal dark brown and he fell to his knees holding his hand out for Isaac to grab.

He accepted his hand and pulled him closer, Scott's arms were wrapped around Isaac. Isaac was warm and he felt safe in Scott's arms. Scott was always there for him, always and to not thank him for all he did was something he wasn't going to accept. Isaac faced him and pressed his lips gently to Scott's,  Scott smiled against the kiss and tightened a grip on Isaac's arm. He didn't want Scott to let go, and he didn't think he would. Which he didn't. They sat at the edge of the hall way hugging each other tightly.

"Why were you hear?" Isaac asked and he looked back up at him.

"I've been here ever since you told me you wanted to be alone." He replied and he tangled his fingers in Isaac's.

"What?" Isaac asked and an unexpected tear fell from the corner of his left eye.

"I'm never going to leave you alone, even if you demand it." He explained and he touched his forhead with his lips and ran his hand through Isaac's light and soft brown hair.