Anchor || Liam Dunbar/Teen wolf fanfiction

Chapter 3

Stiles doesn't bother to ask any questions after I tell him about Scott, he just runs down the hall towards him, even though he has no clue where he is.

I sigh and walk up to Malia and Kira who were having a conversation of their own.

"Kira?" Malia starts. She turns around and gives her a small smile.

"Do you ever get the feeling, that Scott and Stiles aren't telling you everything?"

Kira looks lost for words, "w-what do you mean?"

"Like they hide stuff." Malia smiles.

"I think that if they did, they'd probably have a pretty good reason." Kira shrugs.

"Do you know what their hiding in the bag under Scotts bed?" She sighs finally being straight forward.

"What? No, I've never been underneath Scott's bed! Or in it, just on it, wearing..clothes.." She rambles.

I let out a slight chuckle before they call Kira's name to take her blood.

Malia looks at me rolling her eyes.

"What about you. Do you know anything about the bag?" She asks.

"Not a thing. But I do know that they are trying to hide the third of the dead pool from us. Even Liam doesn't know who's on it and he's Scott's beta." I confess.

Malia smiles and opens her mouth to say something, but we are interrupted by a bright blue light coming from where Kira was standing.

We both turn towards her and see that the lady taking her blood had dropped the syringe and is stumbling away, holding her arm.

"Kira, Kira!" Malia calls, trying to get her attention. We all run down the hall to the locker room where Scott is with Stiles and one of the teachers, Kira's father.

"Its still happening." Her dad says.

Scott's eyes wouldn't stop shifting from red to brown like before, and I started feeling a pain in my mouth. I reach my hand up to touch my teeth and I can tell that they've formed into fangs.

"I can't make them go back." Malia says, referring to her claws.

"My teeth won't either." I say.

"Obviously, the virus is affecting the three of you in a way it won't hit any human being." He continues.

"You guys have to stay out of sight. We have to quarantine you, from the quarantine." Now, If we were under different circumstances, I might laugh at Stiles' little play on words, but I'm too scared to even react.

"Yeah but where? I mean, what if they get violent, like on a full moon?" Kira asks.

"We shouldn't stay here, not in the locker room." I say.

"And a class room is not gonna hold us." Malia says.

"About about a basement?" Says Kira.

"Too many ways out. We need something secure, somewhere nobody will find us." Scott pants out.

"The vault." Stiles looks up. "The Hale vault."

"The Hales always have an escape root, like their house! There has to be another way in." Scott says.

We all crowd around the desk situated in the locker room, and Kira's dad pulls out blue prints. Blue prints of the school.

Stiles points to a spot on the prints.

"Okay, this is where the school sign is, so the vault has got to be right about here."

I look over at Malia who is wiping her face of sweat and by impulse, I touch my face too, and notice that mine is dripping wet with sweat as well.