Underdog

Attacker.

It's about 9:08 at night, Stiles, Morgan and Isaac all came back after they checked in with their parents. Our mom came in to check on us. Scott hid his side and pain well, he always was good at it. Me on the other hand I'm getting there. He was still asleep, I still put the medicine on his side. "How is he?" Stiles asked when they came in the house. "He's asleep right now. But guys I want you to look at this." I said. We walked upstairs I got a light and shined it on his side. "There's not even a scar?" Isaac questioned. "I know, and Deaton said it'd take at least three days to heal completely." I said. We walked out of his room then down to the living room. "So what do you think?" Isaac asked. I shrugged my shoulders, I really didn't know what to think. I just wanted to know what was happening to him. They all just stayed at the house with me. Scott finally got up, he walked downstairs. "So, how do you feel?" I asked. "Yeah, I looked at my side. What happened? There's not even a scar." He said. "I don't know, you've only used this medicine three times and it's already healed." I said. He got a shirt and socks. He put his shoes on, he stood by the door with keys in his hand. "Anyone want to join me, going to Deaton?" He asked. We all jumped up, we put our shoes on and left. Scott drove my truck. "Please be careful." I said. He looked over at me, then rolled down his window. "No! I just got that side tinted!" I yelled. He rolled it back up. "There went about 140$." I said. "Sorry, you never tell me when you get tints." He said. "Don't worry about it!" I said. We pulled up to Deaton he was getting ready to leave. We got out of the truck and stopped him. He got out of his car. "Scott, how are you?" He asked. "That's why were here, we need to talk." He said. "Come inside." Deaton said walking to unlock the door. We all walked in. "So let's see how it is." He said. Scott took his jacket off then raised his shirt up. "Can I speak to him alone?" Deaton asked. We nodded our heads then stepped outside. "I wonder what's going on with him." I said. Stiles walked over to me and hugged me. "It'll be okay." He said. "Scott, I'm not joking when I say this. You've been attacked by a wolf. A werewolf, it's a bite. Since you were turned your body heals on it's own. When full moons come you will need to be sure you are locked somewhere far away, where you can't hurt anyone." He said. Scott shook his head. "A werewolf? That's not possible." He said. "Oh but it is. Where were you when you got attacked?" He asked. "Out in the woods, around an abandoned house." He said. Deaton nodded his head. "Well you are fine, just remember the full moons." He said. "Thanks." Scott said then walked out. Deaton turned off the lights then walked out and locked the door. "Can I tell them?" Scott asked. "They can't say anything to anyone." He said. "I was attacked by a werewolf, it was a bite. Which means I've been turned into one." He said. "You kidding? You can't be." Stiles said. "But I am." He said. We got in the truck then left. "I'll be taking my keys." I said grabbing them. I got in the driver seat. We went home, Scott went to his room when we got there. Isaac and Morgan went home. Stiles stayed the night. Sometime during the night Scott went out wandering around. Derek found him. he pulled him behind a tree. "Shh. Listen you are in my pack now, I'm going to teach you how to live this life." He said. "I don't want to live this life! I didn't ask for it." He yelled. "Nobody asks for it, it's a gift you better get used to." Derek said. "So you're the one that attacked me?" Scott asked. "Yes. I needed you in my pack." Derek said. Derek walked off. He turned around. "Come back by tomorrow at 10:30 in the morning. Don't bring anyone." He said then walked off. Scott used to have a terrible asthma problem, now he don't even have to use an inhaler. He's faster, and he can smell when Stiles is coming over. Well we all can pretty much do that. He doesn't smell bad, he smells good, it's just that cologne he uses. Scott came back home and came through his window. He went to sleep. It was about 4:32 in the morning when he came home. Stiles' dad called wanting him home at 12. He left, he told me if either of us needed him to call. Luckily everything was fine, from what I knew about.

*Scott's P.O.V.*

Im a wolf now? Why, how? Why me? There's no way this is real. I need to go back to the woods, maybe I can find something out there. Maybe I can find who attacked me. I jumped out of my window, I went to the woods. I was pulled behind a tree. It was the guy we saw yesterday, the one that said he didn't want us back here. "Shh, listen here. You're in my pack now. I'm going to teach you how to live this life." He said. "I don't want to live this life! I didn't ask for it!" I yelled. "Nobody asks for it, it's a gift you better get used to." He said. "So you're the one that attacked me?" I asked. "Yes, I needed you in my pack." He said. He started to walk off but stopped. He turned around. "Come back here tomorrow at 10:30 in the morning, don't bring anyone." He said then walked off. I realized I never get out of breath when running. I don't need to use my inhaler anymore like before. I went home, it was about 4:32 in the morning. I crawled back through my window and went to sleep. I hate being a wolf, at least I have a stronger smell sense now.