Payback (Sterek)

Chapter 01

©Essa história foi escrita por Kaline Bogard sem fins lucrativos, feito de fã para fãs. Cópia parcial ou total, assim como o uso do enredo, está terminantemente proibido. Plágio é crime.

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Once the bell rung, signaling the end of class, Stiles and Scott grabbed their stuff and ran in a hurry to leave the class. McCall planned to stay with his ex-girlfriend, well, not so "ex", Allison... and Stiles was going to do what he usually did. Anything other than stay in school.

They left the building. Scott went to the gate where his bike was locked. But Stiles had a long way to go, because his beloved Jeep was still in possession of the local police for analysis. The vehicle was part of a crime scene, the murder of a mechanic. Stiles had the misfortune of witnessing it, and it still gave him nightmares at night.

The mysterious Kanima had taken the life of a person in front of him. It would be impossible to forget the sinister happening anytime soon.

He was left with two options: go to school by bus or on foot. He got rid of his old bike since his father had given him a car, and since he didn't like the first option, Stiles chose to walk.

Scott was just about to get on his bike, when he felt a hand on his shoulder. Stilinski pressed with some force.

"What is it?" McCall asked.

"Hey, Scott... is it just me or is Derek stood there with those trees like a psychopath...?" Stiles questioned, glancing at Derek with his head tilted to the side.

The werewolf looked in the direction Stiles pointed at and frowned. Yes, Derek was standing there with an expression of a serial killer.

"I wonder what happened?" Scott mused.

"Dude, find a way to keep him here, I'm pretty sure he's gonna come and kill me." Stiles whispered to Scott, praying that the Alpha werewolf wouldn't be able to hear.

"Kill you ...? But isn't he your boyfriend?" McCall said.

"I don't think that will stop him from killing me." Stiles replied looking around and calculating the best escape route.

"Stiles, what did you do this time?"

"I did a favor for humanity, dude. But I'm sure Derek didn't see things quite my way ... I have to go, then we'll talk. If I'm still alive that is."

Then the boy broke into a sprint, as fast as a Coyote chasing a Road Runner. Scott watched in silence before making his way over to where Derek stood, who was still holding a scrunched up piece of paper in one hand, with the other hand tucked in his pocket.

"What's up?"

"Nothing, Scott. Nothing that concerns you."

"Stiles thinks you're gonna kill him" Scott said in amusement. "The death of my best friend is definitely my business."

The Alpha narrowed his eyes. They glowed red in a threatening manner. "Stiles thinks I'm going to kill him? No. Death is a soft punishment for what he did to me!"
Derek practically growled.

"What did he do?"

Scott didn't get an answer. Instead, he got a puff of dust in his face and the sight of Derek sprinting away. Derek had disappeared in mere seconds, leaving Scott puzzled.

xXx

Stiles came home stressful and untrusting. He peered inside and sighed with relief at the sight of his bedroom window still closed. He entered his home and listened for a few seconds. The silence was absolute.