Battle Scars >>Teen Wolf

Step Away From The Flames

*Please listen to the song Arsonisit's lullaby by Hozier it goes along well with the chapter*                

Lydia texted Stiles to meet us alone in our motel room.

“Last time I saw Scott act like that was during the full moon.” Allison states after explaining what Scott tried to do. “Yeah, I know. He was definitely a little off with me, too. But actually, it was Boyd who was really off. I watched him but his fist through the vending machine.” Stiles says while gesturing what Boyd did with his fist.

“See, it is the motel. Either we need to get out of here right now, or someone needs to learn how to do an exorcism ASAP before the werewolves go crazy and kill us.” I say while reaching behind me to get the Bible. “Okay, just hold on, all right? What if it's not just the motel? The number in the office went up by three, right?” Stiles questions.

“You mean like three sacrifices?” Allison asks. “What if this time it's three werewolves?” I ask. “Scott, Isaac and Boyd.” Allison says softly. “Maybe we were meant to come here.” Stiles states. “Exactly! So can we get the hell out of here now? Please.” Lydia says exasperated. “Wait, hang on. Let me see this.” Stiles says while taking the Bible out of my hand.

He opens it and there are new paper articles inside the Bible. “What is that?” Allison asks. “'28-year-old man hangs himself at the infamous Glen Capri.'” Stiles reads. He puts the article down then shakes out the Bible and more articles fall out.

I find two articles that mention our room. “Look at these two. They both mention the room 217. These are probably all the suicides that happened in this room.” I say my nerves getting more and more racked.

“So if every room has a Bible...” Allison starts but trails off. “There could be articles in all the rooms.” Lydia says. “That's a beautiful thing. Most places leave a mint under the pillow. This one leaves a record of all the horrible deaths that occurred.” I say sarcastically.

“What if the room next door has the one about the couple?” Lydia asks sending me a look.

Stiles runs toward the door and I follow him. He goes to yank open the door to check when it's locked. “No, that was not locked before.” I say nervously. “Forget it. We need to get Scott, Isaac and Boyd out of here.” Allison says.

Stiles starts to take off when we hear the sound of power tools whirring. “Macy we're not the only ones that heard that, are we?” Lydia asks. “It sounds like someone turned the handsaw on.” Allison replies. “Handsaw?” Stiles asks incredulously.

Stiles and I run our shoulders into the door and it pops open. When we see Ethan with the handsaw running and the teeth of the blade poised near his torso. “Hey, no, Ethan, don't!” Stiles yells.

Stiles runs at Ethan to get the saw. When it comes out of Ethan's hands and Stiles almost lands on it. I see the plug and unplug it before it cuts open his face.

Ethan pops out his claws then is ready to tear his insides out. Allison and I run at one hand while Stiles gets the other. We struggle until Ethan falls toward the space heater gets burned he goes down on the floor and let's out a yell.

He stands up from the floor. “What just happened?” He asks. No one answers. Ethan starts to march toward the door. “Ethan!” Stiles calls.

We follow Ethan down the stairs while he's buttoning his shirt. “Didn't you hear what I just said? I don't know how I got there or what I was doing.” Ethan says. “Okay, you could be a little bit more helpful, you know? We did just save your life.” Stiles states. “And you probably shouldn't have.” Ethan replies coldly. Then walks off.