A Soldier On My Own [Book 1]

What The Hell Am I?

Hello!  Supernatural_0taku here.

I'm starting a new book(maybe series). It's a Teen Wolf X The Originals crossover.

And I came up with an idea and this is that idea. 

So hope you enjoy! ^_^

*Whoever flagged the image not cool, bro. I'm upset* :(

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I'm gasping for breath, I still can't believe what happened. I'm standing, now alone in the library, next to him. I just heard the last gasp of breath leave his dead body. I'm shaking, I can't stand. So I fall to my knees and just stare. I stare at the body of Donavon. The now bloody and dead body. I killed him. I...It was my fault. I killed him.

I feel something warm hit my knee, as I look down I can see the blood puddle that stretches from his impaled body reaching out towards me. I quickly crawl backward in shock. I'm still processing everything.

-Earlier that same day-

It started out as a normal day. Well as normal as you get in Beacon Hills anyway. We were still pouring over those impossible to read books, trying to find out more on the Dread Doctors. We also had to figure out how they were choosing the kids to change into chimeras and to top it off, no one believed me about evil Theo. Life as usual though. Plus my dad had just yelled at me for making a scene in the station when that brat Donavon mouthed off at my dad. Does he think I won't defend him?

Anyway, I was in the school till late reading that book again, I found when I was alone I got further along than when we had our group study sessions, which was weird since everyone else did better in the group. But I didn't think anything of it. SO I glanced up after my eyes started to close. I looked out the window and saw the sky darkening. I frowned, How long was I reading? It doesn't matter though. I packed up my stuff and headed to the parking lot.

I must've got really caught up, it's almost seven. I side into the jeep and put the keys into the ignition and turn the key and ... nothing. I turn the key again in hope and ... nothing. I grumble to myself. "Seriously? Again?" I ask no one. I opened the door and popped the trunk. While reaching over to get my toolkit from the back seat. I pulled out the flashlight and looked under the hood. It was pretty much duct tape and old broken car parts held together by sheer will.

(I found a picture so, you can see what I mean if you didn't already know how poor of a shape Stiles car was.)

I look around and see an oddly empty space. If I remember correctly there was supposed to be this boxy shaped thing there. Where the hell did it go? Who would even want it? I sigh, damn it I'm gonna have to call Scott or someone else who has a car. I put the flashlight down, still turned on, in the toolkit. And I go to reach into my pocket when I hear a crunch behind me. I'm about to turn when I feel something slam down hard on my shoulder.

I crumple under the sudden weight. I fall to my knees bringing the tools with me. I groan and I feel warm liquid spill from my shoulder, as well as a sharp piercing pain. I pull my body away from whatever attacked me. I scrambled forward and gripped one of my tools as I stood up. I turned to face my attacker and I was surprised. I thought it was either Theo finally going crazy or maybe even the Dread Doctors. But no, It was freaking Donavon. I held up the tool in front of me. "Donavon? What the fuck? I gotta tell this does not help your case in getting a job as a police officer." Of course, my big mouth had to go taunt a chimera. When the hell did this happen? I see his eyes glow an unnatural white. I have no idea what the hell he is. Whatever it is I think he bit me. And I think he took some of me with him. Ugh gross.

He slowly stalks forward. Like honestly it would be scarier had I not been possessed by an evil fox. But it's kinda lacking in the predator department. Hell Zombie wolf was scarier. Not that I'm totally not freaking out right now. But I'm not too scared. Or that might just be the adrenaline talking. To be honest I can't tell.

Donovan thinks I'm distracted as I think and lunges for my head. I move just barely feeling his teeth filled hand scrape my face. In desperation, I bring down the wrench in my hand. I get lucky and catch him on the side of the head. He falls to the ground groaning. I quickly back up and run into the school. If I can get to the basement and trap him, I'm home free till I call Scott or something. I run down the hall as fast as I can while still maintaining balance. Suddenly I hear footsteps behind me. Shit, he caught up too fast. Uhhh were do I go ... Uh oh, the Libary... I still have my card in my pocket. I quickly dislodge it from my wallet and scan it and squeeze in. I see the doors close in Donovan's face. I back up breathing heavy. I see his silhouette outside the door, but the doors only open with a key so I'm good.

Well, I thought I was... that is until he takes his newfound superpowers and breaks the freaking door off its hinges. He charges for me all too soon again. So I turn around and I see some scaffolding and I just start climbing. I can't die yet. Is all that I'm thinking about at the moment. As I get a few feet off the ground I can feel the structure shake as Donavon is hot on my heels. He grabs my heel and pulls. In a desperate attempt to grab back on, and not fall down I reach up blindly for some type of purchase, but whatever I grab falls lose because all I have is a screw in my hand. I feel his hand let go of my foot. I look down thinking he's going to try something new. But what I see is horrifying. Donavon is looking up at me with normal brown eyes and blood spouting from his mouth. Plus the gaping chest wound. Apparently, I grabbed a screw that let a pole to fall down and impale him in the chest. I side down the structure and back away slowly.

-Present-

I run out of the room down the hall straight to the front doors and I stop and puke. I puke until I can't pull up anything anymore. I start to walk to my car when I feel this horrible pain. God, what is that? It started at my back but just continued. I hunch over in pain and I groan. I feel and hear my bones starting to break. I feel my body shifting and contorting to an unnatural shape. I feel my eyes burn and my gums are itchy. I stumble over to my car and I look in the side mirror. HOLY Shit! My eyes are yellow and I have canines. How the hell did I turn into a werewolf? But I look different than how Scott and the others looked. 

"What the hell am I?" I whisper to my self. 

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Yay first chapter up. 

Tell me what you think. Or whatever really, comments fuel me. 

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