Leia is what you'd call an Animagus. A Wolf that can shapeshift at will without the need of the full moon. But she's a special breed known as an Ice Wolf. She's the last of her kind and the most wanted. Some want her dead others alive, will Leia fin...
We all met up at Scott's house, it was Allison, Stiles, Jackson, Lydia, and myself. Jackson and Lydia went upstairs to talk about something. Stiles and I made sure the doors and windows were locked. We were expecting Derek and his entourage to come for Lydia.
Allison looked out the window, "Uh, guys, they're-they're here."
Stiles rushed over, peeping out through the curtain, "I got an idea-just shoot one of them." he suggested.
Allison looked at Stiles incredulously, "Are you serious?"
"We told Scott we could protect ourselves, so let's do it! Or at least give it a shot, right?"
I smiled at his remark to his last words. Allison nodded in agreement, "Okay."
"Look, they don't think we're going to fight, so if one of them gets hit, I guarantee they'll take off. So, just shoot one of them." Stiles said assuming.
"Which one?" Allison questioned.
Stiles placed his hands on his hips, "Uh, Derek. Yeah, shoot him. Preferably in the head." he said nodding.
"If Scott was able to catch an arrow, Derek definitely can." Allison assumed.
"Oh, trust me. He will catch it." I said thinking back to the time I threw the basketball at him.
Stiles squinted his eyes, "Okay, uh, just shoot one of the other three, then." he said waving his hand in the air before it fell to his waist.
"You mean, two." Allison corrected.
Stiles' eyebrows raised, "No, I mean three." as he looked out the window, "Where the hell is Isaac?"
I felt a hand grabbed the back of my neck and toss me to the side, I slammed into the wall. I saw Isaac throw both Stiles and Allison to the floor. I managed to get up when I noticed I landed on a wooden stand and the leg went into my thigh. That's when I realized I needed help, I leaned my head back and let out a howl. Minutes later, my family came bursting through the windows.
They all came over to me and started to examine my wound, when Uncle Mark saw Isaac, he flicked his claws and started to approach him. But Scott intervened and knocked Isaac out. Scott looked over at me, Sam pulled the wooden stick out of my thigh because I wasn't strong enough. Uncle Mark picked me up, blood was still seeping out from my thigh. We walked out and there stood Boyd, and Derek. Derek's face dropped, he suddenly looked very concerned. When we got home, my mother poured ice into a large bath full of icy water. Aunt Greta stripped me naked carefully not to irritate the bleeding wound. Then they placed me in the ice bath. My wound started to heal instantly.
When I rose from the water, I felt rejuvenated and reborn. I strode to my bedroom to get dressed in something comfortable.
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I stood in front of my standing mirror, looking at my thigh that should be scarred or have many stitches. As I rubbed it, I said aloud, "Oh, daddy, I wish you were here. I think our tie is breaking, but the thing is I don't know who it's breaking for."
