OᑭEᑎ ᗯOᑌᑎᗪ ◎ ℍ𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕄𝕚𝕜𝕒𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕠𝕟 ◎

Chapter 3

"So wait a minute. You've been a werewolf for almost 3 years?" Hope asked. "Yeah. I was bitten by an Alpha in California. It's really hard to explain." I said. "Then don't. I can see into your mind." Hope said. "Wait what?" I asked. "I can look into people's minds." Hope said putting her hands to my head and saying something. I fell to the floor at the same time as Hope.

Hope POV
In Scott's Memories

I looked around. I was in Scott's memories. "They're searching for the body." A boy said. "If they already found the body then what are they looking for?" I heard Scott ask. "That's the best part. They only found half! We're going." The boy said. The memory changed and I stood in the woods. I saw Scott walking around with an inhaler when a stampede of deer ran at him from the bushes. He screamed and fell to the ground. After the deer were gone he got to his feet breathing heavily. He searched the ground for his inhaler when he came across the upper half of a dead body. He screamed and fell back tumbling head over heels down the hill. He slammed into a tree with a thud. He got up and began to run when he heard a sound. He froze. It was a growl. I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at the creature behind him. Scott slowly turned around and saw a beast with glowing red eyes. It roared at him. Before Scott could react and run away, the beast was already above him. Scott let out a scream of pain. He turned around to see it was gone and bolted out the woods. I saw flash of a bite mark on the right side of his abdomen. It had bitten him.

The memory changed multiple times. I saw Scott and his friend running through a school from the same beast, Scott going head to head with the beast, and the beast being set on fire. The memory changed again. There was a giant lizard, and a pack of Alpha werewolves. I saw Scott break through a magical barrier. "Whoa." I said as I saw his eyes glowed a bright scarlet red like the Alphas. "How did you do that?" Said a woman inside the barrier. "I'm an Alpha now." Scott said.

The memory faded and I stood inside a restroom. Scott was knelt down in front of his friend Stiles, who was on the floor sweating. "Is it me or is Allison, me, and you going crazy?" I heard Stiles ask. "That depends, define crazy. Because crazy is starting to become our new normal." Scott said with a slight smirk. "Scott, I'm being serious. You can't shift, Allison is being haunted by her dead aunt, and I'm straight up losing my damn mind. We can't save Malia. Let alone this town, Scott." Stiles said on the floor of a restroom sweating fidgeting with his fingers. "We'll find a way to save Malia, we will. I promise." Scott said serious putting his hand on Stiles' shoulder. The memory changed and I stood in an MRI room. "It's called Fronto-temporal Dementia and it's the only form of dementia that teens can get. There's no cure." Stiles said in a hospital gown. "Tell me what I can do. Let me find a way to save you." Scott said. "I don't know if you can." Stiles stated.

The memory changed again and Stiles stood in a flickering hallway of a hospital in regular clothing. He looked pale with darker eyes. He walked to a reception desk with a mischievous smile. "Hi there. I'm here for a visit." Stiles said. Two creatures appeared by his side out of thin air. "What the hell are those?" I asked. A sword appeared through the desk and in the man's chest. "I'll just check myself in then." Stiles said deadpan watching the dead man collapse to the floor. He walked down the hall with the samurai. The samurai began to slaughter the hospital as Stiles walked down the hallway, smirking.

A memory flashed in front of me. "I think this is what you'd call, a change in leadership." Stiles said to Scott. A fight occured between Scott and his friends with the demonic samurai. Scott and his friends were getting murdered when Allison appeared with a bow and fired an arrow into a samurai's chest, it dissipated. She looked at Scott with a smile. I heard an earsplitting shriek. It screamed a name. "Allison! Look out!" Scott yelled. Allison had a samurai stand before her. A sword appeared in her chest and the samurai disappeared. Allison fell to the ground. Scott caught her. He grabbed her forearm and looked at it confused. "I-I can't take your pain." Scott said with tears in his eyes. I lost the feeling in legs and fell to the ground watching the memory play out. "That's because it doesn't hurt." Allison said looking at Scott with blood at her lips and tears in her eyes. "Do me a favor and tell my dad. Tell my dad." Allison said. "No. Allison. I won't let you." Scott said. "It's okay," Allison said putting a gloved hand to Scott's face. "It's okay. I'm dying in the arms...of my....first love..." Allison said before her hand slid from Scott's face and hit the ground. Her head fell to the side. "Allison? Allison." Scott said holding the archer close to him as tears streamed down his face.