I pace in front of the door as the sun finally finishes setting and the moon reveals itself in the sky. The house is eerily quiet and I try not to think of how Jackson has convined Lydia to stay upstairs for so long.
Allison and Stiles continue to stand watch at the two small windows by the front door, but the four people out front have yet to make a move. Besides taking residence right on the front walkway, of course.
I stop pacing when I notice Allison standing with her phone held tightly in her hand. I watch as she hesitantly has her finger over the screen and my eyes widen with realization, "Allison, what're you doing?"
She looks up to me with regretful, slightly teary eyes, "I think--I think I have to call dad."
I immediatly begin to shake my head in disagreement, but before I can voice my complaints, Stiles beats me to it, "No, but if he finds you here--you and Scott--"
Allison races her fingers through her hair stressfully, "I know. But what are we supposed to do? They're not here to scare us, okay? They're here to kill Lydia."
I watch as she hesitates once more before deciding to place the phone back into her pocket. I feel my heart begin the race much faster than before, not sure of what she decided to do. The feeling of wanting to flee is much stronger now than it was seconds ago, but I know I have to stay here and help.
Friends don't runaway from friends when they need help.
Stiles looks over at us quickly with a certain look in his eyes, "I got an idea," I give him a fast nod, wanting him to go on, but his next few words force me to roll my eyes, "Just shoot one of them."
"That's what you call an idea?" I sigh rolling my neck around anxiously.
Where the hell is Scott?
The kid has werewolf speed, yet he's always late to the important things.
Allison gives Stiles a wide eyed look, "Are you serious?"
"We told Scott we could protect ourselves, so let's do it," Stiles looks between the both of us before looking down to our nearly matching weapons, "Or at least give it a shot, right?"
I nod as Allison looks over to me before answering herself, "Okay."
Oh god, I really hope this doesn't end badly. I lean over Stiles and pull back the curtain slightly before my eyes rest on the four people standing outside.
I watch as Derek turns to the three betas in front of him. I push down the worried feeling in my chest as I watch him stand there.
Couldn't he just leave it alone and not be here?
Not that I'm worried about him.
Not at all.
He can get an arrow to the leg for all I care.
Yeah, because his leg can heal.
I ignore my stupid confusing thoughts and pull back from the window before looking over to a determined looking Stiles.
He turns back to me and Allison, "Look, they don't think we're gonna fight, so if one of them gets hit, I guarantee they'll take off. So just shoot one of 'em."
Allison looks between us confused before glancing out the window once again, "Which one?"
Stiles hesitates before stuttering out his anser, "Uh, Derek. Yeah, shoot him, preferably in the head."
I punch his arm without holding back and he silently grabs it in pain. Before I can think I move forward, "That's not such a bright idea. Derek is an alpha, if you think he can't catch a simple arrow, you're wrong."
Stiles's eyes roll before he looks back out the window, "Okay, uh, just shoot one of the other three then."
Allison looks back confused, "You mean two."
I race over to the window, bumping Stiles out of the way, "No, I'm pretty sure he means three."
I notice a certain curly haired, leather jacket wearing werewolf missing and I look back nervously, "Where the hell did Issac go?"
I watch as Allison raises her bow and aims in front of the window and I turn to watch the three others out front. The sound of breaking glass and an arrow being released never comes, but the sound of a body being thrown does.
I jump back as Allison gets thrown to the floor and Stiles right after. Issac moves forward, but I raise my bow and let an arrow release. It lands deeply in his torso and he stumbles back a few steps.
I quickly reload my bow, but Issac grabs it from my hands and tosses it to the floor.
"Hey asshole, that's expensive!" I race forward and kick my leg out landing a hard blow to the back of his knee. He quickly drops down to the floor
I hear Lydia calling from upstairs and I send a nod to Allison to make sure she doesn't come down here. She quickly gets to her feet and races up the stairs. In my distracted state, Issac races forward and tackles me to the floor.
I let a grunt of pain escape as my back lands roughly on the wooden floor. Issac stands on his feet and begins to move over to Stiles.
"Stiles, Abby," I hear Allison's voice carry from upstairs as I begin to stand, "It's here."
My blood runs cold as I understand her meaning. The kanima has joined the party. I finally get to my feet and move over to my discarded bow before turning back to Issac.
I let a relieved laugh when I see Scott standing not too far from me, "About time, Scotty. Thought you forgot about us."
He sends me a look before knocking issac to the ground. I grab Scott's shoulder and point to the stairs, "I can handle him, go check on Lydia and Allison."
He races away and I stop closer to Issac as he sits, struggling slightly on the ground. "It's over. Just let it go."
"Derek said not to hurt you, but I'm not sure I can hold back." He jumps up, but before he can land a hit of any kind, I reel my fist back before I feel my knuckle connect with his cheekbone. I watch as his body falls unconscious to the floor.
I take a shocked step back and wait for him to move, but he never does. I flex my hand, but no sign of pain is there. "How-how did you do that? How did you hit him hard enough to knock him out?"
I turn to face an amazed looking Stiles, but any type of explaination gets caught in my throat. It's a lot harder to explain something that you don't know the answer to yourself.
"I'll let you know when I do." Our conversation is ended short when Scott makes his way down the stairs with the paralyzed body of Erica. I can't help, but smirk as he moves over to the door. I reach down and grab Issac's ankle, pulling him to the front door as well.
I watch as Scott toss Erica's body to the yard before taking Issac from me and doing the same thing with him.
I follow Scott, Allison, and Stiles onto the front porch. My eyes immediately fall onto the disappointed ones that belong to Derek.
He lets out a deep sigh before his eyes meet Scott's, "I think I'm finally getting why you keep refusing me, Scott. You're not an omega, you're already an Alpha of your own pack," His solemn look gets replaced by a smirk, that I attempt to ignore, "But you know you can't beat me."
Scott shrugs slightly and the sound of police sirens wail in the distance behind us, "I can hold you off until the cops get here."
I freeze when I hear the distinct sound of footsteps on the roof above us. Without think I jog off the porch and move far back enough to see the house. Chills run across my skin as I see the creature that's attack us multiple times moving across the roof.
It's head turns to face us and it's yellow eyes seem to settle on each of us individually. It's mouth opens and a heinous screech is released.
Every bone, muscle, and piece of tissue in my body locks into place as a feeling that I'm beginning to get accustomed to falls over me.
'J 37'
I feel a hand grip my arm before I'm yanked back slightly, and when I feel the familiar tingles left on my skin, I know exactly who it is.
The haunting feeling washes away and I look forward as Lydia marches out of the open door in front of us, "Would someone please tell me what the hell is going on?"
Oh, my god.
How could I have been so dim?
My mind races with a million thoughts, but only one escapes my mouth, "It's Jackson."
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