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Scott wasn’t getting here in time. Derek ripped of his shirt, throwing it on a bag of dog food, and started tying a leather belt tightly around his bicep right above where the wound was.
“What are you doing,” asked Stiles anxiously.
“Plan B,” he grunted.
“What’s plan B?” said Stiles cringing at the blood flowing from Derek’s arm.
“You’re going to cut of my arm,” he said grabbing a saw.
“You say what now?” I said loudly.
I laughed but then stopped at the look on
Derek’s face.
“Oh my God,” I said covering my mouth with my hand, “Your serious?”
He nodded and handed the saw to Stiles.
“Dude, dude I can’t do this,” said Stiles, “The blood.”
“You faint at the sight of blood,” said Derek angrily.
“No, but I might at the sight of a chopped off arm,” said Stiles obviously.
“Either you cut of your arm,” said Derek, “Or I chop your head off, with my teeth.”
“Dude I’m not falling for your stupid threats-,” he stuttered.
Derek grabbed him by the collar and growled loudly.
“Okay, alright I’ll do it,” said Stiles trying to get out of Derek’s face.
Derek shifted his weight and scrunched over, holding his stomach. He made a retching sound and he threw up a pool of black blood all over the floor.
“Oh man,” said Stiles gaging, “What the hell is that?”
“It’s my body trying to heal itself,” said Derek wiping his mouth, “Now, now you have to do it now.”
Derek thrust the saw in Stiles hand. Stiles looked at me with pure terror, but I had nothing to say.
“Dude, I don’t think I can do this,” said Stiles shakingly.
“JUST DO IT!” roared Derek.
“Okay, here goes!” said Stiles about to cut of Derek’s arm.
I closed my eyes, but I heard a door open and Scott’s footsteps run into the room.
“STILES WHAT THE HELL!” said Scott.
“Oh man,” I said, sighing with relief, “Dude, you just prevented me from a lifetime of nightmares.”
“Did you get it?” I asked Scott.
“Yea, yea here it is,” said Scott handing me the bullet.
I gave it to Derek.
“What are you going to do with it?” I asked him
“I’m gonna- I’m gonna,” stuttered Derek.
He fell onto the floor, unconcious as the silver bullet went into a water drain in the middle of the floor. Scott lunged for it but it made a small clunking sound as it dropped in the drain.
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Howling at the Moon
FanfictionGage Parker moves in with her new family in a quiet town called Beacon Hills. After her party-life in San Antonio, Texas, she feels at bliss living near the beautiful woods and mountains. Bliss soon turns into horror when she finds out that her frie...
