native wolves.

the jinx.

As Scott rode his motorcycle down the street, he felt a sudden surge of pain. He parked the bike in the drive way of his house and quickly ran into the house and upstairs to his room. Scott slammed the door and locked it, his mom soon knocked on the door. "Scott, honey you okay?" Scott looked in the bathroom mirror and tranformed. He growled when he heard Melissa and tried to open the door. Melissa soon realized his son was in danger and called Stiles, Malia, and Lydia. Stiles told Malia and Lydia right after he received the call. They soon parked in the drive way of the McCall house. Stiles slowly opened the door into Scott's room, he saw wolfed out Scott on the bed tied up by himself. "Scott, you okay..?" He asked, worried. Scott opened his red eyes and growled at Stiles. "G-get out." He growled. Malia soon grew dizzy and fell on the floor, her eyes glowing blue. Lydia felt a strong sense of magic in the room and looked through Scott's backpack only to find a native amulet. "This is the thing making you lose control, Scott" she stated. Stiles realized who it belonged to, "it's the new girl, Isabelle. That's her amulet." Scott quickly got up and tried to claw at stiles and growled. Lydia took the amulet outside with stiles and they both locked the bedroom door with Malia and Scott inside. "They'll gain control in about 5 minutes, this amulet has something to do with Native American witchcraft." Stiles and Lydia drove to the sheriffs office and asked his dad for the address of Isabelle Soogeli. They found her house and parked into her driveway. Stiles knocked on the door to find Isa answer, "stiles? Come in!" She said nicely. Stiles showed her the amulet, "we know what this can do to Scott and werewolves." Isa had a dark look on her face and quickly grabbed stiles and Lydia. She screamed before Isa could cover her mouth. At the house, Scott heard the scream and knew his best friends were in danger. Still in wolf form, he broke out of the room through the window and ran to Isa's house through the scent of stiles. Scott burst through her front window and turned back, and confronted a tied up stiles and Lydia. "Glad you could make it, sweetie.." Isa's eyes glowed ember gold. Scott questioned why she was doing this to his pack. "You see Scott, my ancestors were considered savages to the white men. We were brutally murdered by the pilgrims and enslaved. We soon learned how to tame wolves and control them with a crafted amulet the witches made." Scott lifted an eyebrow confused. Isa giggled, "long story short... I was drawn to beacon hills not because of that tree, I was drawn by you. The werewolves. Now I'm going to make you kill your best friend and unleash your animal spirit." Isa untied stiles and let him stand up next to her. She then put on the amulet, and forced Scott to fall on the ground and transform. "now my wolf, KILL HIM."