Shattered Minds ➸ Isaac Lahey x Reader (Book 2)

9 (Updated)

Isaac P.O.V;

"How did you find us?" Scott asked Thoe helped him up to lean on the operation table, after helping me.

"You work here. I heard about Tracy, I've been looking for you" He answered with a casual expression, whilst moving to help Stiles up.

Stiles huffed in complaint as he was scrapped off the floor and Theo groaned from Stiles' swinging arms bashing into his side. When Theo let go, Stiles hit the table with a loud thud and his face contorted in a mixture of pain and exhaustion.

"We lost her" Scott looked disappointed, ignoring Stiles groaning to himself.

"And Malia" Stiles added.

"Alright, I can help" Theo nodded moving towards Deaton before helping him up.

"This is Theo?" Deaton clarified, as we all panted harshly. Scott nodded.

"Let me help" Theo begged, looking to Scott beside me. "It doesn't have to mean I'm part of the pack like you've accepted me or anything like that. Just means I can help catch this girl"

Scott quickly glanced to me before looking to his best friend who raised his eyebrows with an exasperated look.

"I can help you" Theo repeated with determination.

Y/n's P.O.V;

The shouting continued from outside as I paced around.

"Why aren't you doing anything?" I ignored Donovan as he talked again. "Lady, Hey, don't you have something to stop whatever is going on!!" he shouted at me clawing at the bar.

"Shut up, I'm thinking" I responded when a weird ticking sound started to echo around the room. "What's that?" I asked turning to the boy but he ignored me.

Donovan ran around his cell switching looking between the flickering light and the door. A sound of electrical waves or something was joined by heavy thuds of boots and an almost manufactured sense of breathing.

"You gotta let me out!" He shouted to me holding the bars. "You gotta let me go!!"

With a stressed expression, Donovan's eyes pleaded with me. I rolled on my heels before sighing and moving towards the storage room.

I looked to the key hook to find it empty. I ran back out to see him pacing around waiting for me with a worried look.

I ran to the cell "It's not there I can't get you out" I explained, already feeling guilty. "There's a spare in the Sheriff's office... But I--"

"--But what? get it!" he cut me off.

The steps became louder and louder and I could feel myself start to get a headache from the noise pulsing into my ears.

And that's when I saw them, they dressed like doctors but had metal shielding masked on, with multiple old steam type mechanical mechanisms hooked up to different part so of their bodies.

Before I knew what was happening the three doctors had flashed in front of me. Through instinct, I flicked out my claws going to slice at one but it caught my arm with a steel-like grip.

The pressure cause my red eyes to flicker and my once determined expression to drop. Donovan had gone eerily quiet as the lights kept turning on and off. The doctor in front of me cocked his head as if he was inspecting me before he used his other hand to grip the side of my head.