The Witch 🐺 {Under-Edit)

Chapter Ten: Little Game

(Third Person)

Scott and his boss Deaton had talked little about how he knew Scott was a werewolf and why the gash in his side isn't healing due to Derek being an Alpha. Deaton began to use rubbing alcohol on Scott's deep cut, to make it clean, and started to put a bandage over it.Then he talked about an old book that the hunters keep record of every creature they have discovered, like histories, notations on all of them. But they didn't have time to talk about it all, but this book wasn't going to be easy to find.

"Wait, I have a message for you," Scott states looking to his Boss quickly, as Scott could hear the tires on the gravel outside the vet. "'Consiliario ad lupi Sagis et Malejicis'" Scott had pronounced the words correctly, like he wasn't even trying it just came out correctly, like magic. But Deaton on the other hand, had his eyes wide open, his mouth hanging a gape in shock.

"Who told you to say this to me?" Deaton rushed his answer out, as the hunters were going to be here soon.

"Alice," was Scott's only reply before the hunters were almost here, Deaton quickly shooed Scott to hide and so he did. And there he would stay until the hunters left with a report on who killed their own, and it wasn't a werewolf. However, they would need to find the book, to figure out what the creature is. But in doing so they could learn more about Witches than ever before, this could endanger Alice.

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I had the time to think as the night was still young, the way I handled things with Derek didn't sit right with me and it concerned me very much. Maybe I should have told him what I was, but then again, if I did, he could have known about my kind and took advantage of me. Made me do things that I didn't want to do, but that didn't seem like Derek style at all. My mind told me not to go and seek him out, but my gut on the other hand did. I drove along a dark road soon enough it would be morning and I was in overdrive, I couldn't sleep. But my mind was made up on what to do with Derek. Go and find him.

This can't end well.

I thought to myself, but it was worth a shot. I had to try and make amends with him, apologize for deceiving him and explain. I sigh as I stare at the road in front of me, my hands on the wheel tightly.

"Just need to find Derek," I spoke softly, as I wondered where he would be. I doubt he was at his burnt down house, he needed a place where he could train his pups, and mostly it should be empty. I might have a spell but it's a powerful one and requires a Talisman, which I have. I lifted one hand from the wheel, and curled my fingers round my Rose Quartz necklace. Feeling the power from within the crystal, it felt like soft vibrations on my hand, it would do this every time I needed to draw extra power from it. "Vitto Brosche Tarem Car Manifesto Fen," I state clearly, as I saw the glow of the crystal as I spoke the words. My eyes focused on the road but began to shift between two different views, one on the road and one in an old warehouse, which had a large empty space which had concrete and steel walls supported by steel beams. It also had half of a train car within. I think it was the old Railroad Depot. My vision came back to me, the glow of the crystal began to dim until there was nothing left.

"So the old Railroad Depot. That's where he's hiding," I said in a mere whisper as I focused back onto the road. Well this was going to be fun...

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I made it into the old Railroad Depot and at the heart of the warehouse was Derek and his pack. From afar, I could see him training them, he catches Isaac as he jumps from a wall. Derek throws him to the ground, Isaac going with a thud. They haven't noticed me yet due to a cloaking spell I placed on myself before I came in here, so thank God for magic.

"Does anyone want to try not being completely predictable?" Derek states as he walks forward past Erica and Isaac who lay on the ground. But Erica was quick and before I knew it she jumped up at Derek but kissed him as he held her. She forces the kiss to go deeper. She tugs on his hair a few times, making sounds that I would want to forget right now. After a moment Derek flings her off of him and she crashes to the floor. "It's the last time you do that," Derek states after he wipes his lips with his fingers, getting lipstick off of them. Now it was to make my grand entrance, I always liked them. I swayed forward, passed rusted metal and wooden objects, before I came to stop at a rounded object, which Isaac must have been using when training. I perched my bottom onto it, they still had no idea that I was here. I smiled to myself as I crossed one leg over the other and looked at the gang in front of me. Erica and Derek spoke briefly, while Isaac had also added his voice. I didn't really pay attention.

Show time.

I thought to myself and with a single thought I could feel the cloaking spell vanish, and I was now visible for everyone to see.

"Aw, your pups are not doing so well?" Sarcasm laced my voice.as the words left my mouth, but, all four of them turned their heads rather quickly to me. Erica and Isaac jumped up as fast as they could, all on red alert. Derek's eyes glowed red, but soon they dimmed as he knew who it was.

"How did you find us?" Boyd asked the big question, but was it the question that Derek was thinking right now?

"I have my ways," I smirked to Boyd as I uncrossed my legs and stood from the wooden rounded object. "Might I say Derek, that your pups are doing awful in fighting. Bet I could take one of them down," I remark, but it was also a request for Derek to send one of them to fight me.

"As you wish," Derek replied, as he nodded his head to me, gesturing to Erica to come fight me. Erica only smirked as she came forward, her hips swaying, she was loving this way too much.

"This is going to be easy," she states, as her eyes glow a yellow color, her teeth extending into sharp needles. I only smirked at her stupidity, as she neared, but I stood there waiting for her attack.

She swung her hand out, like she was going to dig her claws into me, but I quickly duck her attack before shooting my leg out towards her stomach, my foot hitting just right as she stumbled backwards with the force and I jumped to my feet. But quickly she recovered before taking another swing at me, but I caught her hand before she could strike. I smirked at her, a glint of fear entered her eyes as she was using all of her werewolf strength on trying to get out but she couldn't. She tries to swing the other hand at me, but I dodged it, and with one quick cartwheel - I twisted her hand as I did the cartwheel, to a point of breaking her wrist and she screamed out in pain as I landed on my feet only a few inches away where I was moments ago. I pushed her back with her hand, making her trip over her own feet and landing on the ground with a thud. She quickly holds her broken hand, trying to put it back into place.

"Please Derek, I've had training in dealing with werewolves. If a human girl can defeat one of your pups. What do you think a gang of hunters will do to them?" I asked Derek as I stared at him intently, with a wide smile on my face. But he didn't say anything, just held an angry face that he was beaten by a teenager. "Try to train them right Derek, before you get them killed," I turned and began to walk away, but I heard loud footsteps running at me. I quickly shot my hand up, with my thumb, index, and middle finger, relaxed as the sun set, like it was a natural gesture to me. Whoever it was, came to an abrupt stop. I slowly turned around to be face to face with Boyd, who had completely stood still, like he had just become a statue, his hand reaching out like he was going to grab me, his body in the running position.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," I said, while wiggling my index finger at him, like he just did something wrong. I laugh softly, looking back at Derek. "Try and figure me out Derek, call me when you do," I said with such sass, Rupaul would be shaking in her heels. There was still no response from him. I turned back around and slowly walked away, back the way I came. I raised my left hand and twisted it in a ball-like shape, but my fingers spread but not too widely. Then a scream pierced my ears, and it was a manly scream. "101 Isaac," I spoke with the same sass I did before, without stopping and looking back at him.

Was this little game really needed? I went to tell Derek the truth and in a way I did, but it wasn't words that spoke, it was my actions that did all the talking. It was something for them to chew on for a while. It also lets them think I'm a force to reckon with, if they could figure out what I was first...