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Chapter Twenty-Nine
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Amara sat on the bus in the seat in front of Scott and Stiles with her back against the window and her feet up on the seat. She was just looking out the window, she didnt have any ear buds in, in case someone talks to her, but she wasn't really paying attention to what anyone around her.
Behind her, sat Scott and Stiles, Scott looking out the window while Stiles read a tablet before noticing Scott wasnt paying attention. "Yo, Scotty! Hey, yo! Scotty? Still with me?" Stiles said making Scott start paying attention to Stiles again, "Yeah, sorry. Uh, what's the word?" He asked and Stiles Stiles looks down at a vocabulary app on his tablet, "Anachronism."
"Something that exists our of its normal time."
"Nice! Okay, next word- "incongruous."
"Uh, can you use it in a sentence?"
"Yes. Yes, I can! It's completely incongruous that we're sitting on a bus right now, on our way to some stupid cross-country meet, after what just happened. Incongruous." Stiles says as he glanced around slightly, "Out of place, ridiculous, absurd." Scott said making Stiles nod.
"Perfect. Okay, next word. Um... Darach. Darach. It's a noun?" Stiles says slowly making Scott give him a look, "We have to talk about it sometime, okay? And we're gonna be stuck in this thing for, like, five hours, so why not?" Stiles said and Scott just turns to the window and the passing landscape. "Next word... Intransigent."
"Stubborn, obstinate." Scott says and then the bus hits a bump making him sits up with a gasp, "Oh, buddy, you okay?" Stiles asked as Amara looked over at them and Scott nodded, but with a pained expression.
"We shouldn't have come. I knew it- we shouldn't have come." Stiles said while shaking his head, "We had to. There's safety in numbers." Scott said making Stiles scoff slightly, "Yeah, well, there's also death in numbers, okay? It's called a massacre.. or bloodbath...Carnage... Slaughter...Butchery... Wow, that's..." He trails off when he notices Scott barely listening, chest rising with labored breaths. "All right, I'm telling Coach that-"
"No, no, no, no, I'm all right." Scott said making Amara raise her brows, "Yeah? Well, you don't look all right! Let me see it." Amara said and Scott shook his head, "I'm okay." he said. "Just let us see it." Stiles said and a reluctant nod, Scott lifts his shirt to reveal slash marks crusted in blood over his torso. Dark bruises surround each painful-looking wound.
"Oh, dude..."
"I know it's bad, but it's because they're from an Alpha- it'll take longer to heal." Scott said making Stiles scoff. "How come Boyd, Amara and Isaac are fine, then?" He asked. With no answer, Scott returns his weary gaze to the window and the world blurring past, "I can't believe he's dead... I can't believe Derek's dead." He said making Amara sigh softly and look away.
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"Am I getting too close?" Allison asked as she and Lydia sat in the car, following behind the school bus which held the track team. "I'm getting too close, aren't I?" Allison asked and Lydia pursed her lips, "That depends... Are you just following the bus, or are you planning on mounting it at some point?" She said and Allison cringed slightly.
"Yeah, I should back off..." She and Lydia raised her eyebrows slightly, "Well, that also depends. Do you mean the bus, or the unofficial girlfriend you're currently stalking?" She asked and Allison shook her head. "Well, after what happened, I'm not letting her out of my sight." She said and Lydia hummed and nodded slightly. .
"And, by the way, this all started when she came knocking at my door." Allison said making Lydia furrow her brows, "For what?" She asked and Allison sighed.
** "I found it outside of the school, right where Isaac got Boyd and Cora to turn back..." Amara said as she stood in front of Allison while holding an arrow and Allison shrugged slightly. "How do you know it's not from the archery team?" Allison asked and Amara raised her eyebrows in amusement, "We don't have an archery team."
"Oh."
"And, even if we did, they probably wouldn't be using military-grade armor-piercing titanium arrowheads... I know things." Amara said as she flicked the tip of the arrow and Allison shrugged, "Maybe it's one of my father's." She said and Amara nodded and squinted slightly. "I thought you guys had some kind of agreement where you both stay out of this?" Amara asked and Allison squinted slightly.
"Is that why you came here? To tell me to stay out of this?" Allison asked and Amara shook her head, "Not at all. You can do whatever you want... I just don't want you to get hurt." Amara said and Allison smiled slightly before taking a deep breath."Okay. Well, I can take care of myself." Allison said before grabbing something off her bed and walking past Amara who sighed softly.
"I know... But these guys? Allison, maybe you didn't notice but they're pretty fucking terrifying. Plus, they have some serious advantages, like superhuman strength." Amara said and Allison smiled and raised her eyebrows, "You're pretty strong, and I can handle you." Allison said making Amara raise her eyebrows in amusement. "Me?" She asked and Allison raised her eyebrows, You don't think I'd have a chance against you?" Allison asked.
"I never said that." Amara said and Allison nodded slightly and shrugged, "Maybe you didn't notice, but I'm pretty good with a bow and arrow." Allison said and Amara nodded. "Well, what if you didn't have it? I still have super strength." Amara said and Allison shrugged, "I have skills and training." She said and Amara smiled at her.
"I have claws... and elemental powers." Amara said and Allison smiled, "I'm smarter." She said and Amara nodded slightly. "True, but I'm faster." Amara said and Allison stared at her for a moment with a smile, "Prove it." She said and Amara just raised her eyebrows.
They both just stared at each other for a moment before Allison swung her hand out but Amara just grabbed it. Allison threw her other arm out but Amara also grabbed it before pulling Allison closer to her. They stood chest to chest, staring into each other's eyes before Amara kissed Allison's forehead.
Allison smiled as she stepped away from Amara for a moment before kicking her leg out which Amara blocked. Allison threw her arm out but Amara blocked it before Allison spun around throwing her arm out again and Amara easily blocked it again.
Allison wrapped her arm around Amara's before pushing her up against the door, but the entire time Amara was trying not to smile. They both stared at each other, fully aware at how close they were, before Amara pulled Allison into a kiss. Allison instantly kissed back, grabbing Amara's face slightly as their lips moved in sync.
After a moment they slowly pulled away and leaned their forehead against each other before Allison furrowed her brows slightly and pulled back. "You let me beat you." She said and Amara smiled and nodded, "I did, yeah." She said making Allison give her a look.
Amara sighed softly and moved a piece of hair out of Allison's face. "Allison... I'm not telling you this because I don't think you couldn't easily kick my ass if you wanted to. The twins were just messing with us and I've seen the others. I know Deucalion. I'm telling you this because they scare the absolute hell out of me... And they should scare you, too." Amara said.
Allison stared at her for a minute before nodding slightly and slowly leaning forward to kiss her again.
A little while later, Amara smiled to herself as she stepped into the elevator, not paying attention to the person already in it. "Going down?" A familiar voice said making Amara's eyes widen as she looked over at Deucalion as he pressed a button. Amara took a deep breath before flicking her claws out just in case.
"Come on, Amara- put those away. I'd have to be blind, deaf, and a quadriplegic for you to be an actual threat. Or maybe you should take a chance?" Deucalion said as he turned to her and closed his eyes for a moment. "Your heartbeat's steady. You might be afraid of me, but you're controlling it. Maybe you'd actually rise to the occasion? Become an Alpha by killing one? Same goes for your friend. Scott McCall." Deucalion said and Amara scoffed slightly.
"That's funny, because I'm not becoming an Alpha. Ever." She said and he hummed slightly, "Hmm... Not yet... But, situations come about... situations where you realize the only way to protect one person is to kill another." Deucalion said and Amara cocked an eyebrow. "You wanna threaten me? Is that why you're here?" She asked, "I live here. It's a great building... and the neighbors are surprisingly friendly..." Deucalion said.
"What the hell do you want?" Amara asked, "You're a sixteen year old Beta whose already evolved and has elemental powers. I want to see what more you could do." He said and she took a deep breath slightly.
"Seventeen." Amara said in a slight whisper and he raised his eyebrows, "What was that?" He asked. "I'm seventeen now." She said and he hummed, "Is it August 20th already? Happy birthday, dear." He said before the doors opened.
Amara stepped out while a crowd of people walked in, "Could someone hit the button for penthouse?"
"I know where they are." Amara said as she and Scott ran into the loft making Makena, Derek, Peter, Boyd and Cora look back at them. "Same building as the Argents." Derek said and Boyd nodded, "Cora and I followed the twins." He said making Scott's eyes widen.
"Then they want you to know." Scott said and Peter shrugged slightly, "Or, more likely, they don't care." Peter said as Scott and Amara walked up to the table to see a bunch of blueprints, pictures and notes. "What is this?" Amara asked and her father raised his eyebrows slightly, "Isn't it obvious? The schemers are scheming. Happy birthday, by the way." He said and she gave him a look.
"We're coming up with a coup de main- better known as a pre-emptive strike." Makena said making Scott glance at all of them, "You're going after them?" He asked and Derek nodded.
"Tomorrow. And you guys are gonna help us." **
About half an hour later Coach points an angry finger at a couple of team members in the aisle, "The two of you- back in your seats! Jared, again? Carsick? Every ti- How do you even get on the bus? Look at me! No, don't look at me! Look at the horizon. Keep your eyes-keep your eyes on the horizon. McCall, not you, too?" Coach yelled making Scott lift up his head, "No Coach, I'm good."
As Coach turns away, Stiles spots the dark blood stains on Scott's shirt underneath his jacket. "Hey, Scott, you're bleeding again. And don't tell me that it's just taking longer to heal, okay? Because I'm pretty sure that "still bleeding" means "not healing," like, at all." Stiles said but Scott gazes past him, attention focused down the aisle.
"He's listening." Scott said nodding towards Ethan who had his head turned slightly, obviously listening. "Is he gonna do something?" Stiles asked and Amara shook her head, "Not in front of this many people." Amara said, her tone coming off like a warning directed at the Alpha.
"Okay, well, what about the two ticking time-bombs sitting right near them?" Stiles asked nodding towards Isaac and Boyd who say a few seats up from Ethan and Danny. "No, they won't- not here." Scott said and Stiles raised his eyebrows, "Okay, well, what if they do? Are you gonna stop 'em?" He asked.
"If I have to."
** "They're one floor above them, in the penthouse right about Allison." Derek said and Scott raised his eyebrows slightly, "So, kill them first? That's the plan?" Scott asked and Boyd nodded. "They won't even see it coming." Boyd said making Scott look at him, "Why is the default plan always murder?" He asked before looking at Derek.
"Just once, can someone try to come up with something that doesn't involve killing everyone?" Scott asked and Peter scoffed, "You never get tired of being so blandly moral, do you?...Not that I disagree with him." He said. "I do. Why do we need this kid?" Cora asked as she gave Scott a dirty look making Amara cock an eyebrow as she turned to Cora.
"This kid helped save your life... And you're fucking seventeen dude. If he's a kid so are you." Amara said and Cora just rolled her eyes slightly, "And you know we can't just sit back and wait for them to make the first move." Derek said. "You can't beat a pack of Alphas." Scott said and Makena nodded slightly, "Scott's got a point. Its five alphas, two of which turned into one giant alpha. They're not easy to kill." Makena said and Cora shrugged slightly
"That's why we're going after Deucalion- just him." She said and Boyd turned to Scott, "Cut off the head of the snake, and the body dies." He said and Amara shook her head. "Except this isn't a snake, it's a Hydra. And, like Scott and Makena said, they're all Alphas." Amara said and Derek shrugged, "Deucalion's still the leader." He said.
"Let's hope so... Because you know what happened when Hercules cut off one of the heads of the Hydra?" Peter asked and Scott nodded, "Two more grew back in its place." He said and Peter smirked slightly.
"Someone's been doing their summer reading." **
All of the sudden Scott started to stand up making Stiles and Amara look at him confused. "Scott? Where are you going?" Stiles said, 'Boyd- he's gonna do something." He said making Stiles furrow his brows, "Okay, what? How do you know?" He asked.
"Look at his hands." Scott said and they turned to see Boyd opens his fist, claws out. "Sit down." Amara said as she stood up making Scott go to argue, "You sit your ass down right now. You are still hurt, you're not going to move and make it worse. I will deal with it." Amara said giving Scott a look making him sigh and sit back down.
Amara walked over to where Isaac and Boyd sat and grabbed Boyd's arm. "Let go." Boyd growled at her and Amara raised her eyebrows slightly, "You got a plan? Tell me your brilliant plan, and I'll let go. What are you gonna do? Kill him? Right here? And then what? What are you gonna do after a bus full of people watched you, a werewolf, kill someone?" Amara asked and Boyd stared at her for a moment before shaking his head. "I don't care." He said and went to push pass her but Amara grabbed his arm to stop him.
"I do. Trust me, I'm pissed too but Scott is still hurt and fighting Ethan right now isnt going to help." Amara said making Isaac furrow his brows in alarm. "Scott's still hurt?" He asked and Amara nodded, "Pretty badly too." She said making Boyd calm down a bit.
"Give us chance to figure something out- something that doesn't have to end with someone else dying." Amara said Boyd glanced back at Ethan before looking back at Amara. "Okay..." He said and Amara nodded and patted his shoulder before walking back to her seat.
"Crisis averted?" Stiles asked and Amara sat back down, "Yeah." She said and he nodded. "Okay, good, 'cause we got another problem. Ethan keeps checking his phone, like, every five minutes. It's like, he's waiting for someone, you know? Like, a message or a signal of some kind. I don't know, something evil though, I can tell. I have a very perceptive eye for evil, you know that." Stiles said.
"I don't like him sitting with Danny." Scott said and Amara and Stiles nodded in agreement, "Yeah, neither do I." Stiles said as he pulled out his phone. "What are you doing?" Amara asked as Stiles started typing, "I'm gonna ask." He said. Him and Danny texted back and forth for a moment until Danny put his phone away making Stiles to aggressively spam text him.
Peering over their seat, Stiles and Scott watch them. Ethan glances back and both boys drop down out of sight while Amara just held up her middle finger. "Were trying to be subtle or blatantly obvious?" Amara said making Stiles roll his eyes at her as his phone vibrates with a new message: "Someone close to him is sick. Might not make it through the night"
"Ennis?" Scott asked and Stiles furrowed his brows, "Okay, so, does that mean, uh..." Stiles trailed off. "He's not dead." Scott said and Amara shook her head slightly, "Not yet." She said before looking at Scott.
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"Jared, I'm warning you, I'm an empathetic vomiter- you throw up, I'm gonna throw up right back on you, and it will be profoundly disgusting." Coach said and Jared looked like he was in pain as he shook his head. "Please don't talk about throwing up... It's not good..." He said and Coach raised his eyebrows slightly, "I might throw up on you just to make a point, Jared." He said and Jared shook his head again.
'It's not good... It's not good..."
"Now, the rest of you, don't think we're gonna miss this meet because of a slight traffic jam... a minor tornado warning... Jared... We're gonna make this thing. Nothing is gonna stop us. Stilinski, put your hand down." Coach said and Stiles lowered his hand down a bit. "You know, there's, like, a food exit about a half mile up. I don't know, if we stop, and then maybe-"
"We're not gonna stop."
"Okay, but if we stop-"
"Stilinski! Shut it! Seriously! It's a little bus! Stop asking me questions!"
"I hate him. Did you call Deaton?" Stiles asked looking at Scott, who shook his head, "I keep getting his voicemail." Scott said making Amara sigh and pull out her phone. "Alright, I'm calling Lydia and Allison." She said as she started to dial Lydia's number. "How are they gonna help, back in Beacon Hills?" Scott asked making Amara scoff as she glanced out the back window.
"They've been following us since we left the school." She said right before Lydia answered the phone, "Hey, Amara! Yeah, we're just about to walk into a movie! Uh, you know, the popcorn, and-"
"Lydia, just stop, I know you guys are right behind us. Put me on speaker."
"Okay..."
"Okay, look, Scott's still hurt."
"What do you mean, "still?" He's not healing?" Allison asked and Amara glanced at Scott wound, "Nope, he's not healing. He's actually getting worse. The blood is starting to turn black." She said.
"W-what's wrong with him?"
"What's wrong with him? If I knew, I wouldn't have called you guys. I've seen black blood before, witch blood is black. But I've never seen a Werewolf's blood turn black because they're not healing." Amara said and she could hear Allison sigh softly, "We need to get him off the bus."
"And take him where, a hospital?"
"If he's dying, yeah. Amara, there's a rest area about a mile up. Tell the coach to pull over."
"Yeah, Stiles been trying, a lot..." Amara said making Stiles frown and look at Scott who shrugged slightly. "Well, reason with him." Allison said making Amara scoff, "Reason? Have you met this guy? Coach is more stubborn than my father." Amara said dramatically. "Just try something!" Allison said and Amara groaned and hung up before gesturing to Stiles for him to get up, "Go try something." She said and he instantly got up.
Whistle hanging from his lips, Coach stares blankly at Stiles as he makes a second attempt at convincing him to stop. "Coach, it's five minutes for a bathroom break, okay? We've been on this thing for, like, three hours-" Coach blows a short burst of the whistle. "It's sixty miles to the next rest stop-" Another whistle burst.
"Being cooped up for hours is not good-" Whistle.
"You know, our bladders aren't exactly-" Whistle.
"Coach, this-" Whistle.
"Can you please-" Whistle.
"Let me talk!-" Whistle.
"I'm-" Whistle.
"Every time-" Coach blows the whistle for as long as he can in Stiles's face. While everyone around covers their ears, Stiles takes the full blast until the whistle drops from Coach's lips. "Get back to your seat, Stilinski!"
"OKAY!" Apoplectic with rage, Stiles turns back down the aisle in jaw- clenched silence. "Jared, keep your eyes on the horizon." Coach said and Jared responds with a moan, a sound which stops Stiles short. Thinking, he slowly turns back, then slips into the seat next to him. "Hey, Jared... How you doing?" Stiles says and his lips spread into a malevolent smile.
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Stiles and Amara hurry Scott into the rest stop men's room while Lydia shuts and locks the door behind them. Scott slumps down against the stained tile wall and his jacket falls open to reveal this bloody torso. Kneeling to him, Amara lifts his shirt and looks over the wounds.
"Holy shit..." Amara mumbled before pulls Allison, Stiles and Lydia aside to whisper, "This shouldn't be happening- I've seen him heal from worse than this." Amara said. "Okay, what do we do, then? Do we just call an ambulance?" Stiles asked and Allison sighed. "What if it's too late? What if they can't help?" She said, "We gotta do something." Stiles said. "You know, it could be psychological." Lydia making them all look at her confused, "What do you mean? Like, psychosomatic?" Stiles asked.
"Somatoformic."
"Som-"
"A physical illness from a psychogenic cause?" Lydia said and Allison and Stiles still looked incredibly confused making Amara sigh, "She's saying it's all in his head." She said and Lydia nodded in agreement. "Because of Derek. He's not letting himself heal 'cause Derek died." Stiles said and Allison nodded, "So, what do we do?"
Lydia opens her purse and pulls out a travel sewing kit, "Stitch him up." She said and Allison and Stiles raise their eyebrows. "I'm serious! Maybe all he needs to do is just believe it's healing." Lydia said and Amara shook her head slightly, deep in thought. "We don't need to stitch him up." She said making them look at her, "I can heal him."
A few minutes later, Stiles pulls out every paper towel from the dispenser, surrounding Scott with them, handing a bunch to Amara. "He's gonna need another shirt. Where's his bag?" Amara asked and Stiles nodded.
"I'm gonna get it. How fast are you gonna...? I mean, the bus, like... the bus could leave." Stiles said making Amara look at them, "I'm using water to heal him, which I've never done before it'll probably take me minute. Make sure the bus doesn't leave." Amara said and Lydia nodded. "We got it." She said before she, Stiles and Allison walked out of the bathroom.
Amara took a deep breath as she dumped some water from a water bottle on Scott's wound, "I've read all about this, but I've never done this before... So, bear with me." She said as she glanced up at Scott whose eyes were closed. "Hey, you gotta stay with me, okay? Stay with me." She said as she pushed his head up, "I'm tired..." Scott said weakly and she nodded.
"I get that but you gotta stay awake. " She said before soaking the paper towels in water. She gently placed the wet paper towel over the wound before holding her hands over it. She closed her eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath before opening her eyes to reveal a mix of golden yellow and blue.
Blueish-green veins started trailing up her arms making her smile slightly. Once the veins stopped she carefully pulled the paper towels off to see his side completely head. "Yes!" She said in a whisper yell while plumping her fist in excitment before looking up at Scott.
"Scott?" She asked but Scott didn't respond so she focused her hearing for a moment to hear his heartbeat was starting to be faint making her eyes widen. "Hey, Scott." She said as she gently patted his face and after a second he suddenly gasped awake making her jump slightly.
"It's my fault." He said in a distant whispered as she glared at him, "You fucking dick." Amara said making him look at her. "It's okay." She said as he glanced down his healed side, "Did you do that?" He asked, looking up at her and she smiled proudly. "Pretty cool right?" She asked and he nodded, "Yeah." He said and she smiled before patting his shoulder.
"Can you stand?" She asked before helping him stand up and she grabbed his shirt, "Here, put this on."
** Scott slipped his jacket on before grabbing his helmet and going to walk out his room but jumped when he saw Amara and Issac standing in the doorway. "Whoa..." He said and Amara smirked and raised her eyebrows, "Where are you going?" She asked.
"Uh, I was gonna go get some food to eat..." He said and Isaac and Amara glanced at each other, "Oh, cool! We'll come with you." Isaac said and Amara nodded. "I'll drive, Isaac." She said and Scott shook his head, "Nah, guys. It's okay. I can eat alone." Scott said and Isaac raised his eyebrows slightly.
"What are you getting?" He asked and Scott looked a lost for words, "Uh... Mexican...?" He said and Amara smiled. "Oh, I love Mexican!" She said and Isaac nodded in agreement, "So do I." He said and they went to walk out but Scott stopped them.
"Guys, I can eat alone. It's okay." He said and Amara smiled, raising her eyebrows, "You're not going alone." She said before walking away.
"We're going to talk to him. Try to reason with him. That's it." Scott said as Scott got off his bike and Amara and Isaac got off Amara's bike. Isaac nodded with a thoughtful look as he sets his helmet down, "What?" Scott asked and Isaac just shrugged, "It's just- I'm actually kind of hungry now." He said. "So am I." Scott said and Amara nodded in agreement, "Me too." She said before the three of them started walking. **
"Is he okay?" Allison asked as Amara helped Scott out of the bathroom, "Are you okay?" Lydia asked and Scott nodded. "Yeah. Stiles... Where's Stiles?" Scott asked and Allison sighed as Lydia grabbed Scott's bag, "Trying to stall Coach." She said and Lydia turned to her.
"We still don't have gas." She said and Allison shook her head, "Well, I'm not leaving them." She said. "Then we have to leave the car." Lydia said and Allison nodded, "Sounds good." She said before helping Amara get Scott to the bus.
"What? That wasn't an actual suggestion... Allison, wait! Aw, screw it."
**Amara, Scott and Isaac cautiously walked into the bowels of an abandoned mall, the structure both bare and foreboding. Standing just outside one shaft of light, Deucalion cocks his head, listening to their approach. "You didn't come alone." He said and Scott nodded and glanced back at the couple, "Yeah... this is Isaac and you already know Amara."
"I'm not talking about Amara and Isaac." Deucalion said and just then the crunch of boots made them look over as three silhouettes step into the light. Amara sighed and shook her head when she saw Derek, Boyd and Cora walk out of the shadows.
"You knew I'd do this." Scott says but Derek doesn't look at him. He passes through a shaft of light and into darkness. When he steps into the light again, he's a werewolf, fangs bared, red glowing. Cora and Boyd transformed behind him, they approach, steady and fearless.
"Derek, don't. You can't do this and no one gets hurt. If someone dies-" Amara says but Derek cut her off and points at Deucalion, "Him. Just him." He said and Deucalion raised his eyebrows in amusement.
"Just me? Now how's a blind man find his way into a place like this all on his own?" Suddenly the sound of claws scraping made them all turn to see Kali sliding down a pillar by her claws. And soon enough Ennis and the twins made an appearance as well. **
A whistle blowing over a crowd outside the bus where a fight has broken out as Coach desperately tries to pull the teenagers apart. Stiles turns to Scott who arrives helped by Allison and Amara with Lydia behind them. "What's happening?" Scott asked, "They went after him. We told 'em what was happening with you, and they just went after him!" He said.
"Who, Boyd?" Amara asked and Stiles shook his head, "No, Isaac." He said making her eyes widen as she and Scott glanced at each other.
"Isaac! Isaac! Isaac! Back off! Stop!" Coach yelled trying to break up the fight but still swinging his fists even as Danny struggles with him, Isaac tries to get another hit at Ethan. The twin takes the beating with a disturbing smile until suddenly Scott and Amara pushed through the crowd.
"Isaac!" Scott's voice thunders through the crowd, turning every head and shutting every mouth. Whistle hanging off his lip, even Coach falls silent under the young man's commanding presence. Lowering his fist, Isaac looks at the healed Scott with relief. And finally, backs off while Amara looked at Scott shocked.
** Snarling, Derek rushes Deucalion. But Kali launches toward him, feet slashing. At the same time, Ennis quickly takes both Boyd and Cora to the ground. Above, Ethan and Aiden leap off a platform. Two feet land below, the Twin Alpha formed. The creature roars, turning to face Scott and Isaac, both now transformed and charging into the fight. Amara sighed, rolling her shoulders slightly before moving to help Cots and Boyd with Ennis.
But as bodies hit the floor, limbs crack and blood flies Ennis wraps his powerful arms around Isaac, Kali shoves Cora to the floor with a foot over her neck while grabbing Amara by the neck, making sure that her claws are in the perfect position to rip Amara's throat out whenever. The Twins drag a struggling Scott into a vise-like hold. Spitting blood, Boyd tries to push himself up from the cement floor as Derek turns to find him lying at his feet.
"Kill him. The others can go." Deucalion says making all eyes look to Derek as Boyd peers up at him while still trying to find the strength to rise. "You're beaten. Do it, Derek. Take the first step." Deucalion said. Scott and the others look on Derek and the choice presented to him.
"Are we serious with this kid? Look at him. He's an Alpha? To what? A couple of useless teenagers?" Kali snarled. "Some have more promise than others." Deucalion says, he turns slightly, almost as if he's looking at Scott and Amara, but the others keep their eyes on Derek.
"Let him rise to the occasion then. What'll it be, Derek? Pack or family?" Kali asked as her eyes glow a fierce red as she pushes her foot down on Cora's neck, threatening to break it while she tightened her grip on Amara's neck, drawing drops of dark red blood as her claws dug into flesh making Amara grit her teeth in pain.
Derek looks from his sister to his cousin to Boyd, an impossible decision. Until, his ear picks up a familiar sound.
The drawing of a bow string.
Derek ducked down as a flashbolt arrow whistles past and strikes the Twins, exploding against them in a blinding flash. Scott slips free as Ethan and Aiden break apart, bodies tumbling back. "Your eyes- cover your eyes!" Deucalion yells making Kali let go of Amara and Cora. Amara quickly brings her foot up, kicking Kali away before ducking down to grab Cora, covering both of their eyes in the process.
As Derek pulls Boyd to his feet, Ennis drops Isaac and charges like a battering ram toward Scott. But astonishingly, Scott drops his shoulder and rushes in to meet the Alpha. As they claw with brutal force, for the briefest second, Scott's eyes glow red-the eyes of an Alpha. Amara watched in shock, seeing the color change but Scott tumbles back.
Eyes returned to yellow and not recovering nearly fast enough when he sees Derek pulled to his feet by Ennis. Scrambling forward, Scott swipes at Ennis's ankle, catching him right in the Achilles' heel. Ennis staggers forward. Derek's feet hit the floor, but he stumbles as well, Ennis's hands still locked on him. Both werewolves tumble backwards.
Derek looks at Scott as both men go off the side of the escalator platform. Their bodies fall, slamming to the pavement with a terrible cracking sound. Amara flinched slightly as tears clouded her eyes while she slowly fell to her knees.**
Amara and Allison sat next to each other on the bus as Amara glanced over at Allison. "Remember that whole thing that we talked about? Where I wasn't accusing you of being there, and if you were there, you shouldn't be?" Amara asked and Allison nodded and Amara smiled at her, "Thanks for not listening." She said.
Allison chuckled and smiled softly as she started at Amara making Amara raise her eyebrows. "What?" Amara asked and Allison shrugged slightly, "I just like looking at your eyes." She said before leaning her head on her arms that were on the back of the seat in front of them. Amara smiled before leaning her head on Allison's shoulder slightly.
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Makena slowly walked into the examination room where Deucalion and Deaton stood around a metal table that slightly alive Ennis was lying on. "You wanted to see me?" Makena asked and Deucalion smiled, "I want you to do me a favor." Deucalion said making Makena glare at him slightly.
"What could you possibly want?" Makena asked, "I want you to do a transfer spell." Deucalion said making Makena furrow her brows. "A transfer spell? Transfer what?" She asked before realization slowly crossed over her features, "No. Absolutely not, I am not doing that to her." She said and Deucalion raised her eyebrows.
"If you dont you this, then I promise that I'll kill your daughter myself." Deucalion said making Makena glance over at Deaton with a conflicted look, "And you know I keep my promises, Makena." Deucalion said. Makena stared at him for a moment before taking a deep breath, "I'm gonna need candles." She said.
A few minutes later there was two candles next to Ennis' head and Makena had her arm above him, her eyes completely white. She was muttering something under her breath as Deucalion put his hand on top of Ennis' face, skinning his claw in. Ennis shook in pain slightly before Deucalion twisted his hand, breaking Ennis' skull right as Makena's eyes went back to normal.
Makena stepped back, rapidly blinking her glossy eyes for a moment before she took a deep breath. "It's done... Once she uses a large amount of power or shifts the transfer will complete." Makena said and Deucalion smiled at her, "Thank you, Makena." He said. Makena glanced at Deaton before quickly walking out of the clinic.
Makena walked over to where Peter and Cora stood in between cars and Peter looked at her worriedly when he saw the tears in her eyes. "What happened?" He asked and she shook her head, "He said he'd kill our daughter if I didn't do it. I had to- I can't risk it." She said and Peter raised his eyebrows and gently grabbed her arms. "Do what?" He asked and she looked up at him for a moment.
"He made me transfer Ennis' alpha power to Amara."