Still ▸ Teen Wolf [Book Two]

twenty six ; batter up

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TWENTY SIX;

BATTER UP

"You don't have to keep me on a leash, Derek. I'm going to help."

There is a horrible feeling that a person gets when they are in an elevator with someone that has tried to kill them. Sage knew this feeling well, especially since she was directly behind the woman that, not only knocked her out, but also proceeded to strangle her with a garrote. The fact that the boy beside her had a baseball bat was probably the most irrelevant thing in this situation, mostly considering anyone or anything he hits will immediately break the wooden bat into splinters.

Jennifer's head tilted back, moving over to Scott, who was glaring at her with his claws outstretched. Then, she glanced over at Stiles and Sage. Just like she had mentioned before, Stiles was protectively holding the bat up to his side while Sage stood behind him, arms crossed tightly over her chest as she leaned on the walls of the elevator, looking unsatisfied about her whole life as she struggled to keep stable.

Clearly, the Darach was unimpressed by the pack's performance.

The door to the elevator dinged, alerting them that they were on the final floor that led them to Cora's hospital room. Derek stepped out first, his hands still holding tightly onto Jennifer's bicep to assure that she didn't escape; the last thing he needed was the woman fleeing the scene and leaving him to watch as Sage and Cora slowly deteriorated right before his eyes.

Because of the storm that was only getting worse outside, the electricity in the hospital was fluctuating from horrible to extremely shitty. Sage isn't going to be surprised when it kicks off all together, another reason why the place was forced to evacuate apart from the whole tree-in-the-window scenario.

When they got to Cora's hospital room, all of them were forced to halt as the man in front of them stopped the second he realized that Cora was nowhere to be seen, Peter having disappeared along with her. Sage's eyes widened, stepping closer to Stiles with her eyes narrowing slightly as she caught sight of a puddle of black blood.

A replication of what she had thrown up just a few minutes ago.

Sage's attention fell from the large selection of blood over to the few drops that were leading out of her hospital room and into the abandoned hallway. Then, she moved her eyes to where the trail had stopped. "Derek."

All of them turned at the sound of her voice, moving from Cora's room over to Sage, who had nodded her head at the closed double doors. The droplets of blood had stopped just before there, signalling that the youngest Hale had to have gone in that direction considering she couldn't have just magically vanished all of a sudden.

The fact that Cora wasn't in her bed was not nearly the most alarming thing at this point, it's the low growls and emits that were flooding behind the door. Even more alarmingly, the man that skidded out of it a few seconds later was the one that had originally be ordered to watch over Cora until she got healthier, or transported to another hospital.

Peter groaned, his eyes snapping open to stare at the group of people. "We have a problem— big problem."

From down the hallway, there was a loud snarl which only made everyone snap their heads up from Peter and over to where the sound was coming from; and, to say that there was a sudden extreme dread that filled Sage's veins is a definite understatement.

The literal voltron wolf was standing in front of them, a merged version of the twins. The last time Sage had seen the thing was when it was ripping apart their pack and making her watch. You can imagine to horrible emotions that she got finally meeting the thing face-to-face again, not even capable of standing with Stiles' support.