Allison opened the door, a pale lanky teenage boy was on the other side. He had little freckles and moles all over his face. He barely could hold all the chains he had in his hands.
Malia whispered to Allison: ''He's the one that's gonna help us? He doesn't look very tough to me.''Allison giggled. ''He may not look tough but he's really smart.''
Without excusing himself, Stiles let himself in. ''So she's the werecoyote? What's your name?''
''Malia.''
''Okay Malia, we need to get started soon. The moon is almost coming up. Where do you want to do this Allison?''
''Let's do it in the basement. We can tie the chains up there.''
The basement was cold, the smooth stone floor and the dark ambient made it seem creepy and macabre.
''I don't think I can do this Allison, what if the chains don't hold me?''
''They will Malia, trust me.''
Allison sat down on the cold floor with Malia, gently raising her arms and putting them in the chains, tightening them.
''Is this tight enough?''
''Tighter.''
''Are you sure?''
''Yes I am.''
''You can go upstairs if you want, to not see me like this.''
''I'm not going anywhere Malia, i'll stay with you.'' Allison said, tucking Malia's hair behind her ear, with a sympathetic smile.
Malia tried to smile, but it came out weak, sad.
The clock was soon to be striking midnight.
''You ready?''
''As ready as i'll ever be.''
They waited a few more minutes nothing.
But then Malia started twitching, she covered her face with her hands and faced the wall.
''It's okay Mal, you can show me.''
Grunting, Malia slowly tried to face Allison.
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Allison watched as Malia's eyes turned bright blue, her white teeth turning into sharp fangs and her claws growing longer.
Malia tried to lunge at Allison, but the tight chains stopped her.
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Allison was on the other side of the room, laying on the ground.
''Goodnight Malia'', she whispered, before falling asleep.
