OᑭEᑎ ᗯOᑌᑎᗪ ◎ ℍ𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕄𝕚𝕜𝕒𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕠𝕟 ◎

Chapter 11

We stood in the woods watching Scott hide behind a tree while his friend was questioned by his dad. The sheriff. "Scott? Scott, you out there?" His dad called out. "Dad he's not here. He's at home sleeping in for lacrosse practice tomorrow." Stiles said. The memory changed to Scott walking alone in the woods. A twig snapped nearby. Scott's head snapped over to the left and turned around. "What was that?" Josie asked. "I'm assuming nothing good." Alaric said. A bunch of deer exited the brushes. Scott fell backwards to the ground, dodging the hooves of the deer. They ran away and Scott got to to his feet breathing fast. He turned around and searched for the inhaler he dropped. "Great." Scott muttered searching the ground using his phone as a flashlight. His phone flashed over a figure. He went back with wide eyes. It was the other half of the dead body. He screamed and fell backwards tripping over a log. He tumbled down a hill. He smacked his back into a tree and crashed to the ground. He groaned as he pulled himself up. He looked around. "Ow." Scott said. He walked a few steps before he heard a low noise. He froze. "Uh guys?" Landon said pointing. We looked as Scott turned his head slowly around. A beast stood behind him with glowing red eyes. "It's an Alpha." I said. Scott's eyes got big and he turned to run but he wasn't fast enough. The werewolf tackled him to the ground. Scott tried to get away but the werewolf was stronger than him. It pulled Scott towards him and bit him in the abdomen. Scott let out a scream of pain. "Oh my god." I said watching Scott get bit. "Dang." Raf said. He kicked at the monster and turned around to see it was gone. He got up and ran out the woods. He ran out into the middle of the street and was nearly hit by an SUV. His eyes went wide as he put up his arms to defend himself. The vehicle swerved around him narrowly missing him. Scott was breathing heavily. He hissed as he lifted his sweatshirt up and saw the bloody bite wound the right side of his abdomen. He furrowed his eyebrows before he heard a wolf howling. His eyes went wide.

The environment changed. "Watch the paint job." A boy said. Scott sighed. His friend ran to him. "Let me see it." Stiles said. Scott lifted his shirt to reveal a patched wound. "Dude! Don't touch it." Scott said putting his down. "That's awesome." Stiles said. "I think it was a wolf that bit me." Scott said. "Ha! No it wasn't." Stiles said. "I saw a wolf." "No you didn't." "I heard wolf howling." "No you didn't." Stiles said again. "Stiles I know what I saw." Scott said. "Dude. No you didn't. Okay? There are no wolves in Beacon Hills okay? There haven't been wolves in California in like 60 years." Stiles said. "Really?" Scott asked. "Yes really! There are no wolves in California." Stiles said shaking his head. "Well...if you don't believe me about the wolf then you definitely won't believe me when I tell you that I found the body." Scott said. "Are you serious? What'd it look like?" Stiles asked. "Enough to give me nightmares for a month." Scott said. "Awesome. That is by far the coolest thing that's ever happened in this town since--since the day Lydia Martin was born. Hey Lydia." Stiles sounded looking at a strawberry blond girl that walked past him ignoring him. "You know you're the cause of this. You know that right?" Stiles asked. "Really?" Scott asked nodding his head with a smile. "Yeah. You're a nerd. That makes me a nerd. So I'm a nerd by association. I've been scarlet-nerded by you." Stiles stated walking inside the school with him.

We stood inside the school at night. "Well...this is terrifying." Landon said looking around. "Scott you're acting like a Teen Wolf. You need to act like a werewolf. Okay? You need to howl. Just let it out. Howl." Stiles voiced. "Okay. I can do this. I can do this. I can do this." Scott said before letting out a roar into a microphone. "Whoa." Raf said feeling the floor rumble. Scott and Stiles ran outside and looked at another werewolf, Derek Hale. "He's hot." Lizzie voiced. "Is that necessary, Lizzie?" I asked looking at her. "Just saying." She said. "What the hell was that?!" Derek asked. "What? That was awesome. Plus, you wanted to see if Deaton was the Alpha. So I called for the Alpha by giving him my location." Scott said. "Uh...Derek? Where is Scott's boss?" Stiles asked. "What are you talking about? He's in the-" Derek started looking in the Camaro. "I swear to God he was in there when you guys left." Derek sounded. "Really? Then if that was true then he would be in here!" Stiles yelled. "Like I didn't know-" Derek started before he began to rise into the air involuntarily with a grunt. Blood pooled out his mouth. Scott and Stiles looked up at the Alpha werewolf, whose hand was inside the back of Derek. They screamed and bolted for the school. "Dude that thing is terrifying." MG said. "Lock it. Lock it!" Scott yelled pulling at the entry doors. "Does it look like I have a key?!" Stiles spat looking at him. "Grab something!" Scott shouted. "Like what?!" Stiles argued. "Anything!" Scott yelled.

Stiles and Scott ran into a classroom. "I can't believe I'm gonna die by your boss." Stiles announced on one side of a desk while Scott stood on the other. "My boss?" Scott asked. "Yes your boss. The Alpha. The guy that just shoved his clawed hand through Derek's chest." Stiles explained. "Derek's not dead. I don't believe that." Scott argued. "Dude! Blood spurted out of his mouth! That doesn't signify a minor injury!" Stiles shot back. "Okay! So what do we do?" Scott asked. "Well one if we get out of here alive. You are seriously going to think about quitting your job." Stiles answered. "I MEANT ON GETTING OUT OF HERE!!" Scott shouted. "Okay. Um. That door is not gonna be able to hold him...my Jeep. We get to my Jeep." Stiles stated walking to the window with Scott. "We open the window." Scott suggested. "Can't. These are hurricane windows. They can't open." Stiles said. "Then we smash them open." Scott sounded. "That would make a lot of noise." Stiles countered. "Well then we make a run for it. Run really fast." Scott said looking at the blue Jeep outside the window. "Really really fast." Scott added looking back at his friend.

The memory changed and we stood outside a bar. "Well...this is a change of pace." Landon said. "Scott!" Stiles shouted. "Dude! What are you doing here?" Scott asked. "Not the point. Why would Jackson come here?" Stiles asked. "No idea." Scott answered. "Look. If we die by a giant lizard...I'm coming back to haunt your werewolf butt." Stiles said. "Dude!" Scott said looking back at him. "Look Scott! I'm 147 pounds of pale skin and fragile bone. Okay? Sarcasm is my only defense." Stiles spat. Scott rolled his eyes. "Uh...Scott?" Stiles said backing up looking at the roof of the building. "You see that right?" Stiles asked pointing. "Yep." Scott answered. "Why would Jackson come here? There's nothing here." Stiles said. "Jackson? Are they talking about that cute jerk on the lacrosse team?" Lizzie asked. "Oh my god." I answered rolling my eyes annoyed. "I know why." Scott said. "What? Why? How?" Stiles asked. "Armani. I smell Armani." Scott said looking at a guy entering the club. Scott looked in the alley. "The door is locked. Maybe there's a window." Stiles said searching for a way in. Scott went to the door and grabbed the handle and tore it off and dropped the handle into Stiles' hand. "Or...you can just open it with supernatural strength. How did I not think of that?" Stiles asked as they entered.

They looked around. "Stiles...everyone in here is a dude." Scott said. "Really? Man. Nothing can get pass those supernatural sense of yours, can they?" Stiles said sarcastically as a bunch men stood around him. Scott snickered as the two went to the bar. "Oh boy." I stared rolling my eyes. "Two beers please." Stiles said to the bartender. The bartender looked at the two teenagers suspiciously. "I.Ds." He said. They showed them to him. "How about two cokes?" He asked. "I'll take a rum and coke." Stiles said. The bartender just looked at him. "Actually coke is fine. I'm driving anyway." Stiles said bobbing his head to the music. The bartender returned with two drinks. "This one is paid for." He said handing it to Stiles. "Cool. By who?" Stiles asked. The bartender looked behind him and pointed at a dude who raised his glass in the air. Scott snickered by his side. "Shut up." Stiles said. "I didn't say anything." Scott stated. "Yeah, well your face did." Stiles answered sipping his drink. "Find Danny. I'll keep an eye out for the Kanima." Scott said. "Jackson." Stiles corrected. "Sorry. Jackson." Scott said searching. "Found Danny." Stiles said. "And I...found Jackson." Scott said looking at the ceiling. We all looked up to find a reptilian creature on the ceiling moving quietly. "That's not the least bit terrifying." Alaric said. "Guys look. It's Derek...with red eyes. Like Scott." Rafael said pointing. Derek was stalking towards the reptile, morphed. "Jackson!" Scott yelled as Derek lunged at Jackson. Jackson went down not before making people collapse to the floor. Derek disappeared and Scott grabbed Jackson's unconscious body with Stiles and headed out of the club. They put him in the Jeep. "We need to get out of here before my dad shows up...oh you've GOT to be kidding me." Stiles said looking at the Sheriff car that just pulled up. "Can this get any worse?" Stiles asked. Jackson groaned. "That was rhetorical!!" Stiles yelled at him.