Stiles' Brother

Chapter Fifteen

Third Person's POV

Lori runs through the rain at the high school, being pursued by assassins with crossbows. She senses someone approaching her quickly, and she slips, falling to the ground. Her brother, Brett, runs over to her and grabs her arm, pulling her up.

"Get up, Lori. Come on, run!" Brett says. The two take off running again. Lori runs to the lacrosse field. "Wait, wait! Lori, stop!" Lori stops, quickly turning around to face Brett. Brett runs over to her, pulling her close to him. A red light appears on Brett's chest, causing him to look down.

"Brett, what's happening?" Lori asks.

"Close your eyes." Brett says. Lori quickly closes her eyes, and grips tightly to Brett's arm. An arrow shoots at them, but Kira appears and cuts the arrow with her sword, and she looks to Brett and Lori.

"Run!" Kira yells, and they quickly turn and run, leaving Kira to stop the arrows that were firing at them.

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Scott's POV

I make my way to the kitchen, with two helmets in hand, one for me, and one for Liam.

"We gotta go. Kira found Brett. They're fine." I say.

"More assassins?" Liam asks.

"Maybe a lot more." I say.

"Different than the ones who just tried to set us on fire?" He asks.

"I think so, yeah." I say. He looks down. "How about I take you home?" I suggest.

"I'm not like you." Liam says, looking up at me.

"Not yet."  I say.

"I don't mean that I'm not strong, or I'm never gonna learn how to be in control. I mean everything else. You and your friends try to protect everyone. have you been whole the whole time? I mean, how are you all still alive?" Liam asks. I give him a small smile.

"Trust me, we've had a few close calls." I say. "Let me at least take you home."

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Luka's POV

"Oh, no you don't. You're not going anywhere, Stiles." I say, grabbing Stiles' arm as he attempts to leave the hospital room.

"But-" He starts to argue, but I cut him off.

"Stiles, you have a freaking concussion. You're not leaving here without getting looked at, and that's final." I say.

"But Scott-" He starts to argue again, but I give him a look, daring him to continue.

"Luka's right, Stiles. You need a CT scan. The doctor doesn't want you to leave without one." Melissa says from the doorway, and I smile triumphantly at Stiles.

"There, see? Doctor's orders. Now sit." I say, pointing to the hospital bed.

"What do you think I am, some dog?" He asks playfully, but sits down on the bed regardless.

"You wouldn't be able to do anything, anyways. Scott's fine without us." I say with a shrug.

"What do you mean, 'without us'? You're not going to help him?" Stiles asks, and I give him a look that says 'Are you kidding me right now?' He blinks at my look, then he grins. "Yeah, you're right, that was a stupid question."

"One of the stupidest questions known to man." I say, shaking my head at him.

"Alright, alright. Can you do me a favor, though?" He asks, turning to look at Melissa.