Awaken

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                        “What did you do?” Stiles voice boomed.

                “I…I don’t know.” Jackson stuttered. Allison listened, keeping her eyes closed. She remembered everything that had happened and her heart raced. She felt someone placing their hand on hers, and she bolted up, wild in her eyes. Lydia jumped back and gasped. Allison pulled back and stood.

                “Allison, your eyes,” Lydia said taking a step closer. “They’re…they’re gold.” Allison looked at everyone who was now taking step towards her staring at her eyes. Allison just stared at everyone, as her mind raced, trying to forget everything. “Allison, are you listening to me?” Allison head pounded with pain.

                “I don’t know what your problem is, but I’m not the old Allison. I can’t help you.” Allison said, coldly, and as she ran out the room she fought with her own thoughts, trying to convince herself that she was not that old Allison anymore, that she could start over. Lydia and Stiles ran after her, but stopped knowing they wouldn’t be able to convince her. Jackson stayed back, looking out the window.

                “Well this is great!” Lydia sighed in frustration as she came back into the room. Stiles came in after her in a frantic matter, but said nothing.

                “Let’s find Scott.” Jackson said still looking out the window.

                “How are we going to change him back, he needs his anchor.” Stiles said. Jackson smiled.

                “Trust me on this. I have a plan.” Stiles and Lydia exchanged looks but just nodded. They needed to find Scott, and they had no other option.

                Jackson walked through the woods, closing his eyes every once in a while, trying to contain his werewolf self. They have been walking in the woods for hours, and the full moon is out but not for long. The night is almost over and they have had no luck finding Scott.

                “Jackson, what is your plan exactly because usually with people that has a plan progress would have already been made. “ Stiles said about the millionth time. Jackson rolled his eyes, ignoring him. “Jackson,” Stiles said with agitation.

                “Stiles, my plan was not on how to find Scott, but on how to change him,” Jackson said whipping his body towards Stiles. Stiles took a step towards Jackson, closing the gap that was between them.

                “You are telling me that you don’t know where my best friend is but you plan to change him back? Are you stupid?” Stiles yelled. Jackson shoved him, making him stumble.

                “At least I am making an effort!” Jackson yelled. Stiles came running tackling Jackson, making them rumble around the ground. Fists were flying and Lydia was shouting at them to stop, putting herself in the middle of it all. Then, one of Stiles punched made contact with Lydia and she screeched in complete shock and pain. Jackson immediately pushed Stiles off of him and crawled to Lydia, holding her as he brushed his thumb over her throbbing cheek.  Stiles got up and walked towards Lydia, and Jackson stood up shoving Stiles away. Another brawl broke out, and as Lydia screamed for them to stop, her eyes went wide. She stood up hesitantly, staring into those red eyes.

                “Guys,” Lydia said slowly, looking back towards Stiles and Jackson still fighting. “guys,” Lydia said louder getting both their attentions, “look.” She said nodding her head towards Scott. Jackson and Stiles got up frantically and stood there shocked.

'               “So what is your brilliant plan?” Stiles asked, not looking away.

                “Talk to him,” Jackson responded.

                “What? That is…” Stiles began.

                “You are the closest person to him, you can do it. He needs an anchor and who better than his best friend.” Jackson said shoving Stiles forward. Stiles stumbled, but stood up straight quickly. Scott growled, showing his fangs. Stiles looked at the wolf in front of him and took a deep breathe.

                “Scott,” Stiles said sticking his hand out and getting closer. “Scott, please listen to me. I need you. I need you in my life because without you in it, I’m alone.” Stiles continued. The werewolf took a stance as if to attack and growled louder. Stiles stopped, but kept talking. “Everyone needs you, including Allison. When we talked about you, I saw it, deep inside she remembered something about you. You need to fight for her.” Stiles stepped closer, “Come back to us, fight for us, because without you, everyone is going to lose a part of them. You’re our Alpha, now be a true Alpha and fight for your pack.” The werewolf leaped for Stiles and knocked him down, growling in his face.

                “Stiles,” Lydia yelled as she took a step towards them, only to be yanked back by Jackson. Lydia looked up at Jackson and in his eyes she knew that he did have a plan, so she stayed still, holding her breath.

                “Scott! Fight, fight right now because if you don’t you are going to do something you regret,” Stiles quivered out as he looked away from Scott who was inching closer to his face. He growled and snapped his head back opening his snout ready to attack. Lydia started to run forward as did Jackson, both of them trying to reach Stiles in time.

                “Scott, stop!” A voice shouted from behind a tree.