Beacon Hills

Chap. 12 Panicked

I wanted to wait for Allison's dad and Scott's boss before we left them all alone but Allison insisted we went after Kaisen now. "Either you come with me, or I'll go alone." Allison said. "Fine. Go alone." I figured she was nicer than this. Instead of saying anything back, she began walking away. "Stiles." I muttered. I took out my phone and dialed his number. No answer. I called again. No answer. I called over and over, but not once did he answer! I was getting pretty mad. I quickly sent him a text that said Stiles pick up your phone!!

I started pacing around, before I realized I'm technically alone in the dark. Besides the three half dead werewolves. "It'll be okay Scott." I kneeled down next to him. "Jasmine.." he said weakly. "Yeah, Scott?" I asked. "Promise me.. Promise I'll be okay.." Seeing him like this broke my heart. "Don't worry. Your boss should be here in about-" "Now." I turned around and saw two men walking towards us at a fast pace. One of them was carrying a big black box and the other had a gun. I'm assuming the one with the box is Scott's boss and the other is Allison's dad.

"Will they be okay?" I asked him. "Yeah. As soon as the shot I gave them kicks in, they'll be as good as new." He said looking at me. For a split second, in his eyes I saw a sparkle. Almost as if he was going to tear up. "Oh, uh.. I'm Dr. Deaton. But you can call me D-Deaton." He said nervously. "Cool. I'm Jasmine and you can call me.. Well, Jasmine." He chuckled and murmured something under his breath. Something was weird about him, and I am gonna find out what it is.

"Which way did they go?" Allison's dad asked. Scott, Boyd, and Liam were all back on their feet and much better. "Uhm, that way" I pointed directly in front of me. They all started walking away, leaving me with Deaton. "Could you drive me to the hospital? I think my brother is there." He looked at me like I was insane. "Brother?" He asked. "Stiles.." I replyed. He shook his head. "Yeah. Come on."

Kaisen

"What are you going to do with me?" I asked Jackson annoyed. "Nothing. You're just here as bait, basically. If I have you, the rest will come running." He laughed in an evil way. "You're such an ass." I rolled my eyes. "Hey, I kidnapped you remember? I'm in charge." He stated. "In charge of what? Cause you are sure as hell not in charge of me." "Fiesty.. I like it." He laughed. "You're a creep." Currently he had me tied to a wooden chair. Little did he know, I wasn't an idiot. I could have myself out in .2 seconds, I'm just gonna wait for Scott so he can kick his cocky butt.

"Maybe you should take your clothes off. Its getting kind of hot in here." Jackson said winking. "I don't think thats a good idea." My attention was now on Allison, who just walked in. "What are you gonna do? Shoot me with your little arrows?" Jackson laughed, yet again. "See, I was going to, but I thought that was to easy." In one swift movement, Allison took a Chinese throwing star and with so much force, she threw it right at Jackson's shoulder. "Ow! You wicked son of a-" Allison then shot him with an arrow, making him fall to his knees.

Quickly I escaped from the chair and gave Allison a high five. "Litte piece of advice, Jackson. Never kidnap a McCall." I gave him my best smile and kicked him right where the sun don't shine. "Nice job." I looked next to Allison to see Argent, Scott, Liam, and Boyd. "Liam!!" I yelled and ran into his arms. He laughed a little and hugged me. "Okay, okay. She did good. Enough hugging." Scott said annoyed. "Hey McCall." I turned around to see Jackson standing back up and looking pissed off. "This isn't over."

Jasmine.

"So.. Stiles is your brother?" Deaton asked me as we walked into the hospital. "Kind of. I'm adopted." Deaton nodded. "Yeah, I was assuming." I nodded my head. He started talking again, but with words I didn't understand so I just toned him out. But that wasn't smart of me. I began hearing someones conversation. "Its fine. No one will ever know we killed her. They will think it was all natural causes." The first voice said. "But we could get caught and put in prison!" The other one said back. "We won't get caught. Now come on!" The next thing I heard was foot steps. I looked around panicked, but saw no one. "HELP. OH MY GOD, HELP. THEY'RE GONNA KILL HER!!!" I shouted. "Hey, hey! Whats wrong?" Deaton asked grabbing on to me. "DON'T TOUCH ME!! SHE NEEDS HELP! SOMEONE HELP HER!!"

People were staring from every direction but no one was doing anything. "WHATS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?! SHE'S GONNA GET KILLED!" "Who is going to get killed?!" Deaton asked me. "The girl!!! You have to help her! Now!" I turned around, searching for something, someone. But I couldn't find anything that would help me.

Doctors from all different directions came at me, touching me, trying to sit me down, but it only made it worse. "It isn't me! Help her!!" I began crying. "Hey! Let her go! Hey!" I looked up to see Stiles. "Stiles! She's gonna die!" I cried.

Stiles

"Back up!" I yelled making my way to my sister. "Jasmine? Whats happening?" She looked at me, and all the sudden she was completely calm. No more tears, wasn't shouting. I gently put my hand on her shoulder. She took a deep breath. "Who's gonna die, Jasmine?" She looked directly foward, her eyes big and glowing. Her last words scared me to death. "Mom."