The Eclipse 🐺

Chapter Eleven: Plague

Heartache. Pain. Death....

Seemed to follow me around everywhere I go, like I was a plague, effecting people who I got close too. Who I finally began to care for. It wasn't a secret that I cared for all my friends, I would do anything to protect them. Even the big bad Alpha Derek, who let's people believe he is, but deep down he's a kind person who's outta shell has hardened and his heart turned to stone of what happened to him in the past. We all had our fair share of breaking points, memories that we all wanted to forget. But they are apart of us, they make us who we are today. But the best memories are the ones we need the most, of a time long gone these are important to us. I've had my fair share of great and bad memories, they made me who I am to this day. Love, lost, growth is apart of the cycle of life, and no one knew that more than me...

Tears ran down my face, as I sat in the back of Allison's car, memories flooding my mind of what had happened at the abandoned mall. I couldn't believe it. I didn't want to believe it. My eyes cast to the mirror as Allison looked in it to see my face stained with tears. She held a sad look for me, but there was nothing she could do to make me any better...

My eyes slowly dropped to my hands, as more tears fell. My heart sort of broke into two, it felt like I lost my family all over again. Derek was dead and there was no way to bring him back...

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(Flash Back)

I had gotten a call from Derek asking if I could meet him at his loft, as he had a plan for the Alpha pack and wanted me to consult with him. I agreed as it would help us all to finally finish the Alpha's off and stop them from causing havoc in Beacon Hills.  

I stood next to left of Derek as Peter was on his right, and Boyd and Cora was opposite of the table. Peter was sorting out a map, opening it open so we could see.

"So, why do you want me here?" I asked, as I turned to look at Derek, who also turned to look me in my eyes. 

"Because you can help us," Derek had replied in his manly tone of voice. 

"Define help?" I state to him with a raised eyebrow, but he looked like he was stuck for words or he didn't want to really say why he needed my help.

"Because you can kill them with a flick of your wrist," Peter had spoken up, making me look pass Derek and fix my eyes on him. 

Before I could speak, the sliding door to Derek's place slid open. "I know where they are," Scott had announced, making us all look up to him, as he meant the pack of Alpha's. 

"Same building as the Argents, we know," Derek had said, looking up at Scott. But I had a confused look on my face, as I didn't know they lived in the same place as Allison and her Father. 

"Cora and I followed the twins," Boyd had spoken as he turned to stare at Scott. 

"Then they want you to know," Scott had replied, as the idea of us all knowing where the Alpha's were because of their doing, they wanted to know where they were congregating.

"Or, more likely, they don't care," Peter had said, being the ass he is. I still hadn't forgiven him about what happened and what he's done. Plus, I don't trust him at all.

"What is this?" Scott said, as he neared us, looking to the table seeing the maps and books. 

"Isn't it obvious? The schemers are scheming, coming up with a coup de main, better known as a pre-emptive  strike," Peter's mouth had graced the loft again, but he did have a point.