Teen Wolf (Patty & Scott)

Patty meets Scott

A low growl came from behind me and I squeezed myself tighter. My breathing quickened as I heard the heavy footsteps of something not human. I was hiding under a table at the school library. I was bruised and scratched. My eyes darting from side to side like a cornered animal and I was holding my fist and my knuckles were white. A few steps on my right. Closer. Closer.

A sudden growl came from above my head. A shadow jumped from the table and crashed into the monster that lurked in the front. Only now, did I see the creature clearly. It was massive and black. Instead of pupils, its eyes were filled with a bright blue light. It stood like a human but fangs dripped saliva on the floor. Claws stuck out from its fingers and sliced through the air. A loud howl echoed off the walls and you trembled with fear.

Another loud roar as the shadow which appeared sliced open a deep wound in the monster; a wound that would've - should've - killed the beast. That so wasn't happening today. The shadow slashed again, but the monster suddenly dived out the window, shattering it into a million pieces.

The table flew from above me, but I was too much in a daze to scream. I looked up at the boy and familiarity washed over me. It was one of the boys you've seen in class - Scott McCall. He did not seem hurt or even scratched. He picked me up and I groaned. The room swirled and spun around me. I tensed my shoulders as Scott shifted my weight.

I curled up, and blacked out.

Voices were faded in with the fuzzy background as I woke up. My eyes were still closed and I tried to stay as still as possible, with small, even breaths. The voices soon became audible. "Are you sure that you want to keep her? She just has a few scratches," a female voice said.

"Yes," two male voices said in unison.

The female groaned and another one spoke, "Let's just get this over with. She isn't even asleep anymore."

"How would you know?" someone asked.

"Banshee. Duh," the voice replied, "Okay, fine, whatever. Her eyelids fluttered, alright?"

I heard movements around me. I peeled back my eyelids and looked around me. There were three boys, and three girls. I recognized them, but only knew Scott McCall. There was a boy leaning against a wall, a blonde girl with short hair looking at me, another girl with reddish hair and one more with long black hair and was most probably Japanese American. And another boy with black hair was kneeling next to you.

"Where am I?" I asked in confusion.

"You passed out," Scott said, looking at you with concern.

"I'm fine. Don't worry," I lied and winced as I tried to sit up.

The boy with the black messy hair immediately jumped up and put his hand on your back.

"Easy there," he said.

"You are..." I started but trailed off at the end.

"Stiles," he said.

I nodded my head and said, "Nice to meet you Stiles."

"Who are they?" I asked.

"Malia," Stiles said, pointing to the girl with blonde hair.

"Hey," she said.

"Hi," I replied.

"Kira," Scott said, looking at the Japanese girl.

"Hi. I'm a thunder Kitsune but you can call me Kira," she said, smiling.

I opened my mouth. What was a Kitsune?

"Moving on," Stiles said, pointing to the girl with reddish hair,"Lydia."