Bitten

Chapter 1

I really didn't feel like going near my friends. You would understand me when I tell you why that is. 5 and half months ago Allison Argent and Aiden were killed. I was the reason they are currently dead. I was possessed by a dark fox spirit called the Nogitsune. I killed my best friend Scott's first love. I also killed my crush's love interest, Aiden. The identical twin brother of Ethan who is now in London. So believe me when I say...I really don't want to go on a science field trip to New York with them 5 days from now. I sighed. It was early in the morning. I lie on my bed staring at the ceiling. Malia was asleep next to me. I got out of the bed slowly making sure not to wake up Malia. I stood up and stretched. I got a change of clothes and went to the bathroom and took a shower. I finished and got ready for school. It was way early for me to go to school but it was the only way I could avoid Scott and the others. I sighed as I grabbed my bag and phone and headed out of the room and downstairs.

I walked out the to the jeep. I got in, I closed my eyes for a second. I was instantly haunted by my past. Allison was firing her bow and arrow into the Oni. She looked at Scott and suddenly there was sword in her stomach. She spit out blood. The Oni yanked the sword out and vanished. Allison died in Scott's arms that night. Aiden was fighting alongside Derek, Isaac, and his twin Ethan. Aiden fought the last Oni and as it teleported in front of him, Aiden's hand was inside the Oni's chest. At the same time, the Oni teleported with his sword inside Aiden. I snapped my eyes open. A tear rolled down my cheek. I slammed my fist into the steering wheel. It's my fault. It's all my fault and they forgive me for it. What's wrong with them?! I backed the jeep out of the driveway and drove off to school. 

I arrived at dusk, the field trip to New York is supposed to be in five days. Even though going to Oscorp sounds fun and exciting...it won't be a fun trip. My dad and I have talked about me getting away from Beacon Hills for while. I'm going to New York on a one-way ticket. That is why this trip won't be fun. I'm leaving all my friends and family. I even had to change my name so my friends couldn't try to find me. I'm going dark for the next two and half years or however long it will take for me to go back. If I ever go back that is. I'm going to stay with my Aunt and Uncle in Queens. May Parker and Ben Parker. I haven't seen them in years. They are friendly people. I loved going to New York to visit their house. This time it just won't be for fun. 

I walked the halls with earbuds in my ears listening to music. It was empty and silent. I stopped in front of a locker. The abandoned and empty locker of Allison Argent. I shook my head angrily and ran my hands through my hair furious at my friends for forgiving me. I continued on with my walk to class. I entered the classroom and took a seat at the back of the class next to the window. I put my head on the table and sighed. The sun was rising and the class looked scarlet and gold. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

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I was on my bike driving to school. Isaac was behind me on his own bike. We arrived at the same time and parked to the recognizable blue jeep of Stiles. "He's here." I said. "Obviously. His jeep didn't drive itself to school." Isaac said pointing at the jeep and then the school. I rolled my eyes. "You know what I meant." I told him. Malia and Lydia arrived together. "He didn't even bother to wake me up." "Stiles isn't talking to us anymore...I'm going to find out why." "Did you ever stop to think that maybe he doesn't want to be around us because of what he did?" Isaac pointed out. "He should get over it then. We have. It's time he did as well." I said. "Scott...that's not something that can easily be forgotten. Especially when it's him who killed them both. He's no talking to us because he thinks we forgave him too easily and thinks we shouldn't forgive him. I mean honestly, I agree. He killed Allison, Scott. Allison. Your first love. Not to mention he killed Aiden, too. Stiles just needs time to heal." Lydia stated. "He's had 5 and half months to heal. I'm going to talk to him." I said relentless. Lydia rolled her eyes. "And you wonder why he's been avoiding us, Scott." "What's that supposed to mean?" "Every time something bad happens to Stiles. You have to make sure he's not broken or hurt. You treat him differently than the rest of us because he's not supernatural, Scott and that's not fair to him. He avoids us because he knows exactly what you would do. He's been your best friend since the second grade Scott. You should know by now, when and when not to talk to him. Now...is one of those times. To. Not. Talk to him." Lydia raged and stormed off. "Damn. I've never seen her so angry before." Isaac stated. "Neither have I." I replied quietly.

All of us walked into Coach's class to find Stiles sitting by himself at the back of the class next to the window. He didn't look at any of us. His face was stone cold and his legs were jittery. I disregarded what Lydia said and sat down next to him and Malia sat in front of him while Isaac and Lydia sat next to me and Malia. Stiles huffed and ignored us and kept staring out the window. Malia turned around and looked at him. "What?" He asked harshly not looking at her. "Why won't you talk to us anymore?" I asked. "You did NOT just ask that question. You guys are so oblivious. Such jerks." Stiles stated as he got up from his seat and moved away from us to sit near the front. "See I told you...but you did it anyway." Lydia said while she was filing her nails. Coach walked in and looked at the class. "What the- Stilinski are you okay?" "Yes. I'm fine." Stiles answered as put his head in his right hand. "Why aren't you sitting with the other delinquents, you call 'your friends'?" Coach asked. "I'd rather not talk about it, Coach and would like to get on with the lesson." Stiles said. Coach looked at McCall. "What did you do?! You destroyed a perfectly good specimen of mischief!" Coach yelled pointing at me. "Me?! What did I do?!" "I don't know but, somehow you broke Stilinski." Coach said. "Coach, can we just get on with the lesson. So I can leave." Stiles said. "Fine. Today we will talk about Modern Technology." Stiles raised his hand. "Yes?" ""Can I leave? I did this lesson already. You said if we ever get ahead of the lesson by three lessons we don't have to attend class. I did that." Stiles said. Yeah right. Stiles actually doing homework...I'm dreaming. "Alright fine...if you can tell me the number one tech mogul in America...you can leave." "Tony Stark of Stark Industries. Also known as Iron-Man in which he announced to the world in 2008, and has since been Iron-Man as he fought alongside Captain America and other superheroes to stop an alien invasion from happening in New York City that was created by Thor's brother, Loki the God of Mischief. He is now a part of the Avengers the World's Mightiest Heroes." Stiles answered. "Leave. Just leave Smart-guy. This new version of you makes me sick. I want the old Stilinski back. The one who destroyed my office! The snarky sarcastic teenager!" Coach yelled after Stiles as Stiles left the classroom with a smirk. Stiles stopped he turned around. "Same old Stiles. Just smarter than ever before...not really. Just don't care about my friends anymore." Stiles said and left. 

"Geez. Someone ticked off Stilinski. He doesn't care about his friends? What happened someone close to him die or something?" Coach asked. I looked at the others with a grim face. I looked back at coach. "Something like that." I answered.