After 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...
It's been awhile since the toxins had taken place, I could slowly feel my limbs gaining their movement, as I was a vampire the healing process was becoming quicker. But not fast enough as it was internal.
Derek and Stiles were talking, I was half in and half out, as I was just thinking of this current dilemma . If my magic doesn't come back, I'm going to be helpless to help their cause.
"I can move my toes," Derek states, as I felt his hand move slightly to dig his claws into himself.
From the left side of me Stiles sighs, hopelessly. "Dude, I can move my toes," I came back into the room -- so to speak -- I could feel myself gain my control over my limbs.
Out of no where, the whole buildings lights had been killed off like someone made them too. Then sirens pierced my ear drums, they sounded like a baby crying none stop. But then, I heard glass smash and bullets enter the other room, connecting with things. Luckily, none had hit Scott. Shame they didn't hit Matt though...
Moments passed, and I began to force myself to move, will myself to stand. Derek also did the same, he started to move slightly. Through the smoke that neared the door, Scott had came running in, quickly kneeling beside Stiles.
"Quickly, take him," I state, looking to Stiles, but Scott looked at me, worry in his eyes for me. "Go!" I push on, and he gave me one last look, before wrapping Stiles arm around his shoulder and dragging him up. Scott drags Stiles out of the room, his feet dragging across the floor. I see Jackson appeared outside of the room, looking in for a brief moment before his gaze went to Scott and Stiles who were running away from him.
As Jackson moved on, Derek started to use the chair next to him to push himself up. I began to knee on the ground, my hands shaky, but my legs still didn't want to stand, but I forced them too. I placed my hands into fists and squeeze down, willing myself to stand. Within moments, I stood to my feet and stood still, keeping my balance. Derek was still kneeling, but suddenly turned to face me, his eyes red, his face had shifted into his wolf form.
Derek growls for a moment, before standing on his two feet. His red eyes locking with me, as I began to wobble, before I knew it he was at my side, holding my waist.
"We need you now or never," Derek states, as he clings onto me as I used him as support.
"You don't understand Derek, there's no switch, there's no button I can press to get my magic back," I replied hastily to him, his red eyes staring into my blue ones.
"Think of your friends. Think of your family," my heart broke when he said the words. A instant flash back to earlier, when I saw my dead sister, drenched in her own blood, claw marks etched in her. My family were dead, and it still haunts me to this dead.
"My family is dead Derek, there's no one," I didn't think and just spoke. I let out a shaky breath and peeled his hand from my waist and stood on my own. He didn't speak, he was shocked to hear the news. "There's no time, go stop Matt," I looked away from his gaze, my hands went to the chair he used to pull himself up. I used it as support, still feeling his eyes upon me. "Go!" I turned and raised my voice at him, before he runs off out of the office to find Matt.
I mentally kick myself, as I let out the secret of my family. I can't take back what I didn't do to save my family, I was raised to follow Nature's will, to follow the code of being a Witch and bring them back would only upset the Balance of Nature. Tears roll down my cheeks, as I thought of the past and my sister.
But this wasn't time to break down, my friends needed me. No magic or not, I'm going to help them. I wipe the tears away, before leaving the office, taking careful steps until I regained my balance.
I searched around the dark police station, looking for Matt or anything else in fact. I came to a stop in a door way to see the holding cells and Derek fighting Jackson -- who was in his full form -- on a desk. Derek slams his fists down on Jackson and was ready to strike his claws at him, but Jackson caught his wrist and forceful pushed Derek away, who went skidding across the floor into a bench.
On the floor was Stiles's Father, breathing but unconscious and Melissa in the cell, watching with amazement but fear in her eyes. As this was going to be a whole new world for her...
Derek grabs a chair and tries to fight Jackson off, but Jackson got the upper hand and pushed the chair backwards into Derek who was flung over the desk and behind it. As Jackson threw the chair away.
"Hey!" I shout to Jackson, who quickly turns his scaly head to me. "Come get me," I state with a smirk, as I stared him down, but before I knew it Jackson ran at me. But as he approached, I had turned fully and roundhouse kicked him in the face, sending him flying.
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Jackson had hit his back against the cell bars before dropping to the floor. But he regained himself and stood, but this time Derek went for him, Jackson grabbed onto the bars of the jail and jumped, kicking his feet out to the incoming Derek, with the force of the kick Derek went flying into the wall.
Jackson stuck to the bars and crawled upside down to scare Scott's mother. Before I could do anything, Scott came out of no where and dug his claws into Jackson's back and threw him off the bars and onto the floor. Scott had landed, his back to his mother, but Scott's wolf face was on display and this is where his Mom will find out.
Jackson barged me out of the way, as I wasn't paying attention to him. I went flying into the air, until I hit the ground and glided along the marble floor, until I hit the bench with the back of my head.
I was dazed, but I saw Derek vault over the desk and out of the room to go catch Jackson. I heard Scott's Mom speak to him, and he turned around to show her, his wolf face. I shook my head to get rid of the buzzing noise in my ears. I blinked for a moment and saw Scott running out of the room, his mother at the back of the cell. Fear radiated off of her, I could smell it.
Though Jackson got away, I don't think it's the last time we are going to see him and something deep in my bones began to settle.
