Nothing Personal [Teen Wolf (TV) Fanfic]

Definitely Caught in The Act

Keeping her promise, Madison immediately took over, halting her French for the night so she could survey the Argent's at a safe distance. Under the cover of the night and behind tinted windows, she relaxed into the cool leather as her eyes trained onto the front door. She spotted Allison sneaking out, carefully locking the door behind her before ushering to her parked car, anxiously igniting the engine and reversing out of the driveway and onto the void roads.

Madison had an internal struggle to either follow Allison's bright tail lights or take advantage of her absence. Deciding that Allison would most likely be under Scott's protection, Madison let her be for the time being. No doubt another opportunity would present itself soon. She didn't feel regretful about the decision and stayed in her seat, noticing Allison's window.

Hmm, she thought, amused and also intrigued. She had spied it a little while ago when it lit up, Allison's slender figure obvious as the she paced nervously in her room. A peak won't take that long, Madison considered before unhooking her seat belt, freeing herself from its restraint. Her fingers curved around the door handle for a moment as she contemplating the risks. No, she thought confidently, I won't get caught. She pried the door open before slipping out, closing the door quietly behind her, barely making a noise. The interior light flipped off as soon as it had come on.

She eased around the border of the perimeter, eyeing the window before climbing onto the neighbor's roof, gaining some height before leaping the wide gap from their roof onto the Argent's. She made the leap with ease as her cleats connected with the slick shingles, gaining traction that secured her from falling. Leaning forward, she balanced herself closer to the window.

Unknown to Madison, a watchful set of eyes spied her from her car. She didn't spot the intruder because of their black attire but they could easily see her, as her bright blond hair contrasted greatly against her black St. Catherine's Track jacket and pants.

Madison had secured it in a long pony tail but it laid over her hoodie, sprawling itself over her back. Focused, she edged closer to the window, leaning sharply closer to the glass to make sure no one was inside. It was dark but she could see with her intensified sight that there was no movement inside. She crouched down as her fingers wrapped around the rim of the window, getting a good grasp of the wood before pulling it up. She grinned victoriously as she discovered it opened with eased, careless left unlocked. She stepped inside, her feet sinking into the clean carpet, before her full body was in the room. She pulled the hoodie over her head just in case before she turned around to investigate Allison's desk.

She scowled as she saw it was littered with book off of werewolves and "fiction." She was disgusted that some people actually believed in some of the nonsense 'historians' printed in these lunatic publishing's. As if she would really succumb to a silver bullet. No, silver didn't make much of difference. Wolf's bane though… She cringed at the thought. Wolfs bane was smeared on the arrows lodged in her parent's head. They would have never recovered even if they had survived the initial head trauma. They were goners the moment Chris and Kate pulled the trigger on their crossbows. The very memory had Madison's stomach churning painfully.

Speaking of Wolf's bane, Madison noticed a vile of the plants extract next to her computer. Disgusted by the awful substance, Madison swept the small glass container into her hand and slid it onto her jacket's pocket.

She swept through the drawers and ransacked Allison's closet, noting a bow case lying empty on the floor. She left that one alone and closed the door like it had been, making sure no one would notice someone had been in her room. As much as she enjoyed seeing the Argent's panic, she knew if they knew she was this close, they would move their daughter to unreachable places and she didn't want to go through the hassle of trying to find her all over again.