The Gift

Everything Will Be Okay As Long As There Lies

*Sheriff Stilinski POV*

"Sorry can you repeat that again?" I asked in complete disbelief.

"Okay, okay. So what happened was a freaking thing just, just jumped into my house through the window. It looked like a wolf mixed with a bear, it was huge I'm telling ya!"

I wrote down every word on my notebook, allowing him to go on with his story.

"Then it...  it killed my father." His voice was now groomy instead of amazed.

"We'll be on our way sir. Have you seen any signs of the animal still roaming around?"

"No, I think it did what it came to do." He said blankly.

*Stiles POV*

I always woke up at random times during the night for no reason. I usually just changed positions then went back to sleep in a jiffy. But tonight I couldn't really move since the couch wasn't too big and I'd probably either wake Brenda up or her body would fall off the couch. The clock read 8:41pm, and I saw no signs that my father had ever arrived home. We had school tomorrow but I decided for myself and Brenda that we wouldn't go. We couldn't go.

"Stiles?" My eyes widened and I looked down to see nothing. Dammit!

I reached for my phone and turned my flashlight on. When I looked down, Brenda wasn't even on my lap anymore. She was nowhere near me. I got up and moved to my kitchen, where I turned the lights on. But when I did I saw Brenda, her back was towards me. 

"Hey, what were you doing standing over there in the dark?... while i slept..."I than saw someones back. It wasn't Brenda's. This person was a male. As I came closer to him, his body slowly turned around, and what i saw next was the most terrifying thing I'd ever seen in my life. It was me again, this time I saw who's dead body I was holding. It was Lydia's.

"AHHhh!" My body jerked up, as did Brenda's.

"What happened!?" She whisper yelled at me.

"Nightmare,  nothing to worry about." I said quickly, trying to hide the terrified look on my face. It's pitch black, thank God she couldn't see me.

"It's only 8." She whimpered.

I laughed and offered her something to eat. She stood up and almost fell down. Oh Yeah, she has a concussion.  didn't know

I dialed Scott's number and waited for him to pick up.

"Heyo!" He answered cheerfully.

"Hey is your mom home?"

"Yeah, why?"

"You got a patient."

"Huh?"

"Be over in 10." I hung up and walked to the kitchen to check on Brenda.  She was looking at the microwave as I entered in. A Hot Pockets box laying next to it.

"Nice. You think you can take that on the go?" I raised my eyebrow.

"What for?"

"We need to go to Scott's to check your head."

"Oh, Yeah. Okay."

I sat down on the couch, trying to figure out what that dream even meant. You know what! I was done thinking about this! It never happened and it's nothing.

Brenda finished up her food and just as we were heading out my father was coming in.

"Oh hey, where are you heading to?"

"Scott's." I said trying to dodge around his figure along with Brenda. But he blocked my way.

"What for?"

"Brenda fell and got a concussion. Scott's mom is going to-"

"There's no need to bother Scott or his mother this late at night. I'll check her out myself." He said in a tired voice.

"Okay." Brenda let go of my hand and went back inside.

"Dad are you okay?" I was worried for his state. He looked like had just witnessed a massacre.

"I'm fine." He gave me a reassuring smile then headed to where Brenda had sat down.

*Scott's POV*

I was running for my life. I don't know how he found me, or how he even knew I was his Beta. But I was all alone, Derek had taken my argument seriously and I haven't seen or heard from him ever since. I quickly peeked behind my shoulder to find that the thing  was gaining on me. I wanted to run over to Stiles house, but I knew that would just put him and his father in danger. This was my problem to handle, and nobody else's.

This is it.

I stopped running, the adrenaline flowing freely through my vains and dripping out of my pours. Fight or flight, I remembered from my Health and Wellness class.

In my case, it was fight. I didn't want to run away from the so called person who'd ruined my life. Running would do nothing.

I turned around and almost immediately the animals face was inches from mine. It's foul breath trickling down to my neck. It was drooling, it's eyes never leaving mine as it opened up it's mouth to show off it's needle sharp teeth.

"Aooooooooooooooo!" It let out a ear piercing howl.

I felt a sudden change in my body and I couldn't control it as I fell and started to spazm.

"Ahh!" I was changing. And it wasn't even on a full moon. I felt my fangs pull out of my gums, as my claws pulled out of my fingertips. I tried to hold back, but it was out of my hands.

My breathing became shallow as I finished my transformation. I opened my eyes to look at my master. A small part of me, Scott McCall, was calling out for me to just run to Derek for help. But I over powered that part, and listened carefully to what my Alpha had to say.

"Kill."

That word sent a red flag into my vision. Do it.

I couldn't. But at the same time I wanted to kill someone. And I didn't feel remorse over it.

I gave him a subtle nod then turned to look over at a house I recognized all too well as Lydias.

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