After the talk in the coach's office, we all went our different ways, Scott going to see if he could talk Derek down. Allison went to see if the person she had in mind could translate the Kanima description. Stiles was on Lydia duty until we could meet up and protect her. As they were doing their jobs, I went to my locker and took the first aged book I placed my hand on, and with my luck it was thick.I sighed, as I unwrapped it from it's bounds, to then flip it open to see old drawings of different creatures, inscriptions about the creatures, ways to kill them, weaknesses, etc. Book's like these always come in handy when you need to learn about supernatural creatures.
I flipped through the pages, as fast as I could, reading the titles over. But there was nothing so far, no mention of the Kanima. I don't think I will find anything in these books, the Kanima is rare, if it wasn't I would have found something about it now. I huff as I slam the book shut, grabbing two more similar to this one from my locker. I stacked the three books as I used my elbow to close my locker shut.
I began to walk down the empty hall, but came to a stop. My hearing picked up, claws being dragged across lockers. You know like nails on a chalkboard. I know what that means. There here to kill Lydia. Hopefully, Stiles and Allison would take Lydia from school to somewhere safe.
I took my leave from the school, knowing that the day was over. As I came to the lacrosse pitch, I saw Boyd, Derek and Scott who were down on the ground. I couldn't stick around and help him, I needed to get home just in case things go south and I need to do a protection spell on Lydia. As Derek and Boyd were distracted with Scott and no one was around. I pushed off with all my strength in my legs and used my vampire speed to clear the pitch, without any of them seeing me.
I hoped this plan would work out....
But when did any of our plans work out...
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I had reached home as there was little of the day left. I had no time to feed, but I had enough strength to get me through the night. I placed the books back on the bookshelf with my other vast collections. I also grabbed a plain black duffel bag from upstairs and started to throw in ingredients that I might need for a protection spell or something more extreme. I peered over the desk which had piles of books and my Grimoire, which sat in the middle of the desk. I grabbed the book and placed it into the duffel bag, adding more to its weight. But it had the most powerful spells held within its pages.
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FanfictionAfter Alice's sacrifice to save Scott, she was laid to rest. But Scott and his friends unknowing what she really was, she came back to the land of the living. Just in time for a new threat that snakes it's way into her's and her friends' lives. Will...