Bang! Theo's head collided with the brick wall. He didn't know where he was. The place was dark, giving off foreign fumes. But strangely it was familiar. The odor reminded of some jail cell he had been kept in for far too long. As he glanced at his surroundings he realized the place he tried so hard to get away from, was exactly where he had landed. The dread doctors lair. It had been the same. His absence didn't affect much. Theo pressed his hand against the back of his head readjusting his vision. When he was able to stand, He walked around surveying the place he had grown accustomed to be in. It was the same place he had taken Malia when she desperately needed his help to find the desert wolf. And not long after, he had shot her because he was evil and conniving.
He shook his head. There was no need to dwell on horrible memories. It was time to focus on the present. The only problem was he didn't really know what he was doing in the dread doctors' lair.
"Why am I here?" Theo shouted glancing at the dead bodies. His heart was pounding, adrenaline rushing, and face flushed.
"What do you want from me?" After there was no answer, he stopped in his tracks. Theo didn't like to wait. He wanted to do things on his own terms, not anyone else's.
Footsteps echoed down the hallway, but they weren't the dread doctors. The steps were quiet and graceful nothing like any man, so it couldn't be Scott, Liam, or Stiles. It was a girl.
He chuckled at the thought that Lydia wanted to see them. They hadn't parted ways in the friendliest. He had used her to resurrect chimeras, and almost electrified her. His smirk ever present stayed on his face as he looked up at the person that addressed him.
But it wasn't Lydia. Hell, it wasn't even Kira.
Theo's expression dropped as his eyes met with Malia's werecoyote ones. Her teeth gleamed as she held a syringe in her hand filled with a green unknown substance. Her eyes sparkled as she roared. Behind her was Theo's sister. Her arms were crossed, mouth set on a hard line.
"Payback bitch!" Malia stabbed the syringe into Theo's neck causing Theo to stumble onto the ground gasping.
"Malia! Malia!" His voice echoed as he began to lose consciousness.
Theo awoke at the dream. His face was sweating as he remembered the vivid details that sent his heart racing and breathing labored. It was only a dream. He thought. There was no way Malia was capable of killing him now that they had at least began to be nice to each other. It was practically a miracle that she could laugh when he was around her.
Suddenly his phone chimed. A text message was sent.
Hey, meet me at the school library I need to talk to you. –M
He smiled as he glanced at his phone. Eager to see her, he changed and ran out the door towards his truck and drove off.
Malia went to school with Scott and Stiles. She was apparently stuck in the back with Liam who hadn't said a word the entire trip. He always kept glancing at the window with a frown etched on his face. Scott was talking about the next Lacrosse game while Stiles was talking about his car.
"Stiles, do you really think coach will kick me off the team if I don't come to another practice?"
"Coach can do practically anything he wants. I mean, this is the guy that said he was for cancer! You're supposed to be against! Completely and utterly against it!" Stiles did his usual hand gestures when he was particularly passionate about a topic.
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Theo and Malia-The afterlife
FanfictionIt has been six months since Theo was dragged down by his sister into Hell, and now he's back. And he's come back with another motive. Malia. He regretted using her the first and second time and now he's begging for another chance. With Theo back an...