Hey, this is Megan?☺?♎???
The title pretty much explains it ?❤❤❤?
~This is ◆◆◆BOOK 2◆◆◆, check out BOOK 1 first to understand
BOOK 2~
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Isaac Lahey
Liam Dunbar
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Brett Talbot
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Word count = 481 I hear people coming into my "lab" or as Stiles calls it the "the layer of death, in the making." He gave it that name because I create and design all of the weapons and toxins that we use during battle. I have my own weapons arsenal where I keep the "toys" that I've made for Deaton, Scott, and Derek...only yhem, as I don't trust those that weren't in the pack before. Stiles has been going on and on about this kid 'Isaac', apparently he's "annoying, cocky, a real fuckboy" as he calls him.
Most people consider me to be highly and very dangerous since I specialize in explosives, guns, knives, cars, and basically any device that is used within the world of the supernatural - and I'm only (y/a) years old, so I'm very interested to see what he thinks of me. I'm working on this new weapon that I've come up with, I call it the "equalizer". It Is a gun that has certain effective bullets that are designed to temporarily supress one's abilities, it'll work I know it.
I can feel people watching me but I don't care as I know I'm doing it right. But while I'm working I feel new eyes and suddenly get nervous. I look up and see a dirty-blonde, curly haired, blue-eyed boy starring at me. "Hi." He sweetly smiles. I smirk back and pick up the blow torch next to me, put on my helmet, and start working on the barrel of the gun. "Jesus, (Y/N)! A warning would be nice next time." Stiles shouts over the screeching as the sparks hit his arm. I can sense that this beautiful creature is starring at me with a smirk upon his face.
Finished with the torch I turn it off, take off the helmet, and pick up the gun and blow the remaining dust off of the rim. He leans over the table "Are you a witch?" He smirks with a glint in his eyes. I lean over as well, scoffing slightly. "No. I'm just fucking crazy." I whisper matter-of-factly. "She's also one of the smartest people I know." Derek adds, wrapping an arm around my waist, looking at the gun closer. Derek smirks noticing Isaac's already pronounced jealousy reeking from his body, even I think I smell it. "So you're a scientist?" Isaac says loudly, desperately trying to bring my attention back to him. "In your terms." I nodded. "And in yours?" He pushes on. " No, I think I'm a phychopath with a brilliant mind." I smiled. "Oh...you know, some guys like dangerous women." He smirks. "Some guys are idiots." I also state, smirking. I lean down picking up my bag and start walking out of the room. "Oh, wait! I'mIsaac." He says smiling. "I figured." I laugh back, leaving the room.
