A Soldier On My Own [Book 1]

Getting Lucky

Notes: So I am uploading this a few days late... I went to a concert. Actually, I had a grand time on Wednesday, which is a step up from normal everyday life so yeah. I went to see Panic at the Disco at the Barclay Center in Brooklyn. Which isn't far or anything cause I live in Brooklyn but I've never been in the Barclay center and I've never been to an actual concert before, so yay me, fun times.

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The man stops and I almost walk into him not paying attention. He glares and looks at me,

"Weren't you wearing another shirt?" I give him my best try at Scott's puppy dog eyes,

"What do you mean? I am wearing a shirt see." I say as I touch my t-shirt. The guy sighs and takes his keys out to open the door.

"Hurry up visiting is almost over," he says as he pushes me in. "Mr. Hale you have a visitor." I walk in and see Peter sitting on a bed in the middle of the cage. He looks at me confused. But the guard ignores and keeps taking, "You have 25 minutes with your boyfriend." He says as he moves to stand in the hall.

I walk in and say "H-hey B-baby." Peter looks at me and almost breaks out laughing. "Shush, he said that only family could visit! What was I supposed to do?" Peter actually laughed out loud at that, the guard looked in.

But Peter continued the "joke", "Hi Stiles, How are you, baby?" I shivered ew. The guard looked away disgusted.

I leaned in, "Let's not do this again, agreed."

Peter nods, "Agreed. So what brings you here? I assume you need something."

I nod, "Well that and I'm the distraction, Scott needed to sneak in here to see someone else. But I did need to see you and this was a perfect opportunity."

I sit in front of Peter, "So I was wondering if you ever meet another type of werewolf? They are like you guys in many ways but angrier and they adapt quicker to there wolf side. I tried to google it but nothing shows up, also Derek and Deaton are MIA, so I came here." I tell Peter.

He looks at me weirdly, "Where did you meet this other wolf?" I think about lying but decide 'what the hell?'. I deadpan look Peter in the face,

"Me." He looks shocked and steps closer.

"Really now that's interesting. And how did that happen?"

I glare, "Will you just tell me what you know."

Peter smirked, "Well I do know the type of werewolf you're talking about. They aren't really around here though. Also apparently your a born wolf..."

I open my eyes shocked, "Wait no, no this happened because I got bit by that white-eyed bitch Donavon I was not born this way."

Peter tilts his head, "White eyes, you mean a Wendigo bit you. Well, that definitely didn't turn you into a werewolf. From what I heard, it lays dormant inside you until you kill someone." I froze at that, what? Peter looks at my face again, he is reading me like an open book.

"So you activated it, huh." I look down feeling guilty. Cause even though Donavon did bite me and almost kill me, I'm still responsible for his death.

"Yeah remember the Donavon guy, him." Peter hummed but didn't say anything else, which I appreciated. "So anyway, do you know how this happened?"

Peter nodded, "Yeah sure I'll tell you, but for a price."

I glare at him, "What kind of price?"

Peter smirked, "Well now that I know you are a werewolf I'm sure you can take that guard and unlock the cell and get me out of here. After that, I'll tell you whatever you want and then I'm out of Beacon Hills for a long time. Deal?" I looked at the guard behind me. He was staring out into the hallway not paying attention to us. I needed to think about this, Peter said he knew, but how much of that was true. I can't even prove what he just told me was true or not. But I have nowhere else to look. This is hard, but I take another look at Peter and I can see that he's not in tip-top shape, he actually looks pretty worn out. Not that I blame him this place can do that to you. Ugghhh I am so going to regret this sometime in the future.

"Deal."

Peter smirks again. And stands back a bit. I stand again and whispered,

"Hey start acting crazy I need him to come in here." Peter nods and wolfs out and bangs against the glass. I pretend to act scared and back up.

"Help!" The guard runs in with his gun up and points it at Peter through the grate for speaking.

"That's enough you stupid dog ." He walks over to a switch on the wall and before he pulls it, I bring my hand down hard on the back of his neck. He falls easily with my new super strength. I then quickly grab his keys out of his pocket. I move to Peters door to unlock it. Then I back up suddenly, I see this blue electric charge that encases his cell.

"What the hell?" Peter backs up as well moving further back. But soon the lock clicks and the door opens.

Peter slowly steps out, "What was that? That wasn't you was it?"

I look at him, "Uh no, last I checked wolves and electricity don't mix very well."

He nods, "So who exactly came with you?" I look at him then realize what that was, my eyes open wide,

"Kira. We should leave, like now Peter." Peter nods again and pushes me out the door. Once out of the cell I can see the hall full of people and half full of fighting.

The guards noticed the cells opening and started to attack the inmates, to push them back in.

A guard notices Peter and I and rushes us with a scream. And shoots Peter in the shoulder. Peter wolfs out and either kills him or knocks him out, I can't really tell with the amount of blood on the floor. Peter turns around to face me and his eyes open wide in shock.

"Stiles! Behind you!" Peter tried to warn me, but neither of us was fast enough to act on it. I turn around and see a gun in the distance, but I feel the pain first. Getting shot freaking hurts a lot, werewolf or not. I fall down in pain.

"Owe Omg I was just shot!" I say as I look at the bullet wound. I can see the butt of the bullet sticking out of me so I do a stupid thing and grab it. I have a freaking bullet that was in my stomach now in my bloody hand, what the fuck. I hear something hit the floor in front of me and I look up and see Peter standing in front of a dead guard. This one is definitely dead or dying but he has a cut in his neck. I kinda want to throw up. Peter grabs my shoulder with his bloody hands,

"Stiles are you okay?" I look at him and held up the bullet. We both look down at the wound and it's already healed.

I glance back up and smile, with some blood dripping down my face.

"Hey, this werewolf thing isn't so bad." Peter laughs at my antics and pulls me up. We quickly run to the exit and up to my jeep. Once there, I pull my shirt off and grab a water bottle and my extra shirt. Peter looks down at himself and shrugs. I pour some water on the non-existent wound to wash off the blood and I rinse my mouth out. I dry myself off with the still semi-clean parts of my bloody shirt and slip on my old one from before, talk about getting lucky. Again.

We had made here before Scott and everyone else so I give Peter my dirty shirt. He looks at me like I'm crazy,

"Just throw it away, but not here they'll smell it."

Peter looks up, "Oh they don't know?" He smirks.

"Shut up Peter. Just get out of here before they show up, and meet me at my house, my dads working. I'll be there in a second. You better hold up your end." I tell him. He walks away,

"You know technically Kira saved me." I glare at him, and he laughs as he disappears.

"I made a freaking mistake. That ass." But I knew Peter was gonna help me anyway. Cause he lived and breathes off trouble and at the moment I'm in the center of it.

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Notes: I really like this chapter, also in like 4 or 5 chapters, maybe less, it's going to be more crossover than just teen wolf. Like the vampire diaries are coming in soon I think. Who really knows? Not me.LOL Hope you enjoyed anyway!!!