Full Moon //Derek Hale//

Twenty-Two

Everything was black as I tried to move, but stopped instantly as it was a pain I couldn't handle. I took a deep breath before moving around again. I screamed in pain as I opened my eyes, being met with a bright light above me.

I shot up from my lying position and took a deep breath as I looked around me. I realized I was in Deaton's clinic when I saw him standing there with a worried look.

"What happened?" I asked, swinging my legs off the side and sliding off, stumbling forward from the loss of strength.

"When something happened to Derek, it affected you too. I don't know what you are, but you're not just a werewolf." Deaton said, helping me lean against the table I was just laying on.

"Where's Scott, Derek?" I asked, looking around and focusing my eyes on Deaton as he gave me a confused look.

"Scott's at the sheriff's station trying to frame Matt, I need to go find Derek." He said, placing one of my leather jackets over my shoulder as I shivered from the immense cold I was feeling. "Go to your brother while I find Derek." I nodded before taking off after telling him a small thank you.

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I arrived at the sheriff's station and walked inside, but was not prepared for what I was witnessing. Matt was holding Scott, Stilinski, and Stiles at gunpoint while the kanima killed everything in sight. Suddenly their eyes landed on me as Matt spun around and pulled the trigger, landing a bullet in my gut.

I groaned as I sunk to my knees. Stilinski looking at me in worry as Scott and Stiles had tears in their eyes.

"You three weren't on my list, but I could be persuaded." Matt said, turning back towards the three boys as Jackson stood behind me, guarding the door. "And one way is to try calling somebody on your cell phone, like Scott is doing. That-that could definitely get someone hurt. Everyone. Now!" Matt shouted, telling everyone to put their phones on the table.

"Come on." Matt turned towards me and I flinched in pain as I shakily reached into my pocket and pulled my phone out of my jacket, tossing it over towards Scott who caught it before placing it on the desk.

I was suddenly picked up by the kanima before being dragged through the halls with the boys following along. I was dropped, roughly might I add, to the ground. While everyone's focus was on Sheriff, I dug the bullet out of my stomach.

I sighed in relief as the wound closed up before standing up and following the boys outside of the cells and into Noah's office. Matt ordered us to delete every evidence they had on him, so that's what we did. Well that's what Scott and Stiles did, I was held by the throat from Jackson, Matt glaring at me.

"Why'd you leave and never come back at the rave?" Matt questioned, his gun pointed at my head.

"I was hooking up with someone in the bathroom." I choked out before the kanima's tail tightened around my neck.

"Don't lie to me!" Matt yelled, his hand shaking furiously as he squeezed the gun.

"Okay! I was being killed by my best friend's mom!" I said, tears rolling down my cheeks.

"Ooh, what a spiteful twist." He chuckled. "You never got to see my lovely pictures that I took of you and Allison. Poor, Hallie." He said, reaching his hand out to touch my face. I flinched away as it neared my face before freezing, my hearing focusing in on a car door shutting.

"Sounds like you mom's here, McCall's."

"Matt, don't do this. When she comes to the door, I'll just tell her to leave. I'll tell her we didn't find anything. Please, Matt." Wait, why was our mom hear in the first place.