The McCall Pack; A Teen Wolf Fanfiction

Amplification

Y/n's POV

"Scott, I can't hear you," I tell my brother and press my hand over my other ear to cut out the noise of the hospital. "All I can hear are police sirens. What did you do?"

"I didn't do anything. Look, you're at the hospital right?" Scott asked.

"Yeah. I'm waiting for mom to get off work," I respond. "Why?"

"Stiles and I are on our way there along with the whole Sheriff's Department. You've gotta get everyone out of there. The Beast is heading your way," Scott rushed out.

"Shit," I curse. "All right. I'll find mom and get an evacuation started. Talk to you later. Mom! Wait up!"

"Honey, I'll be done in a few minutes," Melissa stated.

"Mom, it's on its way here," I notify her. "We've gotta evacuate this place."

"What? Y/n, you're not making any sense. What's on its....." Melissa trailed off. "The Beast?"

I nodded. "Yeah. We've gotta get everyone out of here."

"This is a Code White, a full hospital evacuation," Melissa announced over the loud-speaker and set off the alarms. "All critical patients will be taken by ambulance to Hill Valley."

Suddenly, the whole building shook. The lights above us flickered for a few seconds before finally turning back on. Patients and doctors all ran for the exit, leaving just my mom and I in the emergency room. That's when the lights fully shut off, and only the flashing emergency lights remained lit. From down the hallway, I could hear the elevator creaking and groaning, meaning someone was riding it. I stepped in front of my mom protectively and flicked out my claws, preparing myself for a fight. When the elevator doors started opening, I could make out the Beast's glowing white eyes, and my stomach dropped.

"Mom," I whisper. "I'm gonna be honest with you. I don't think I can fight that."

"Then don't. Lets just run," Melissa suggested and grabbed my hand, the two of us sprinting out of the emergency room.

"I saw it," I reveal to Scott and Stiles when they arrived with Sheriff Stilinski. "It was inside."

"Can you show us?" Sheriff Stilinski quizzed.

"I think I can muster up the courage to go back in there," I murmur. "Come on. I'll show you where it was."

"It was right there?" Stiles questioned when I led them to the elevator.

"Yep. Came right down it," I answer. "I also saw Parrish run in here a few minutes ago, and he was on fire. So he's the Hellhound?"

"He's the Hellhound," Scott confirmed as a loud roar shook the building. "I think its upstairs."

Sheriff Stilinski cocked his gun. "All right. Lets go find this son of a bitch."

The second floor was dark with minimal lighting. The only light came from the small fires that were lit everywhere on the floor. Burning papers and embers were floating in the air along with the smell of smoke. As we came upon a junction in the hallway, someone flew past us, their body on fire. I glanced down the hallway to see that it was Parrish, and he had crashed into the wall. Three large gashes were slashed across his chest, and his body was covered in soot.

"Parrish!" I call out and run over to him. "Are you okay?"

"I'm all right," Parrish assured me. "At least I think I am."

"I think the Beast is gone," Scott declared. "I don't hear it anymore."

"Lets get out of here," Sheriff Stilinski ushered.