a second chance

FOUR

noahs pov

Noah Fitzgerald had moved into a house next-door to Scott McCall about seven months ago. Over some time, his abilities became known to Scott, and he was soon initiated into the pack. After making a difference with his witch abilities, he knew what his purpose was. Through that course of time, Noah had become involved with Lydia, but he soon lost her to Stiles... her soulmate. He accepted that, but would always care for her.

Noah woke up to the sound of his messages dinging at a constant rate. His grogginess prevented him from showing any form of urgency. However, he still went as quick as possible in order to determine what was happening. The screen lit Noah's room up as well as his face when he directed it in his direction. He squinted unable to make out the words on the screen. 'Lydia is in trouble' he read. That was the last text that he had received. Or that he knew of because he was very quick to put on a t-shirt and rush out of his house. His parents were pretty much oblivious to his sneaking out, seeing as they didn't care much for him to begin with.

Noah drove his car frantically to the high school, however, he already felt something had already happened. The brunette male pulled into the high school parking lot and parked next to the car that was currently already there as well. He ran out and looked at Lydia's lifeless, bloody body. His eyes watered but he did all he could in order to die anything he was feeling. "What... What.." He figured no one wanted to be answering that question at the moment.

The flashing lights of the ambulance were seen in his peripherals and everyone was basically motionless. Noah watched Stiles sob over Lydia's body, and his only thought was how he could've protected her. She deserved to be with someone... someone like him.

"Venez sanguis la force Vi Cristine de la bête à moi, Kuzlo Chelos." Noah said under his breath. It was a spell to preserve her body. He HAD to bring her back. It would be his only motivator for however long it takes.

The paramedics came and had to struggle with Stiles in order to take her body away. It would end up in a morgue, and because Scott's mom worked there, he was sure they would all technically have access to it. Stiles' dad comforted him and the group remained silent, unsure of how to properly comprehend what was happening or how to react to the event. But they were all wondering the same thing. "Where the hell was Scott McCall?"

Thought I'd find a way to incorporate a witch into the pack as well as make a bit of a plot twist. This story is all over the place currently, BUT it'll all come together soon I promise.