or where you comfort Mark when he worries about his future.
a/n: takes place after season two, reader is an alien from a planet called "Auloria", established relationship
Some things didn’t need to be said between the two of us. Chicago was… a bad memory for the both of us and yet, every day was a reminder of it. We were both trying to heal from these events and yet, we never talked through it, always finding another topic or doing some other activity.
I don’t know if Debbie didn’t know or just didn’t care at the moment about my sleepovers at the Grayson residence almost every night, I didn’t care.
At nights we weren’t there, we were at my house, and my parents didn’t care, they thought Mark was sent from the heavens above.
So there we laid, legs tangled together, both our arms hugging each other’s waists, as the hand that laid on my stomach intertwined with mine. My head rested on the boy’s chest as he sat a little more upwards than me, both of us focused on the tv at the foot of the bed.
“Do you ever think...” He starts, voice gentle as ever.
“As we grow up, we become more and more like our parents?” He questions, and I know exactly what he’s getting at. A long pause takes over and it would be silent if it weren’t for the quiet murmurs of the tv.
“I used to be exactly like my parents” I answered finally.
“They dedicated their lives to bettering our city” My heart swelled at the memories of Auloria.
“But that doesn’t mean that they came without faults” I added on, intertwining my empty hand with his.
“I think it’s a balance of nature and nurture” I ran my fingers across the boy’s knuckles now.
“I don’t know what kind of person I would’ve been if I hadn’t left Auloria” I shrugged slightly.
“But because I landed here, and was immediately met with kindness by the people who would become my adoptive parents, William, Eve...” I tilted my head to look up at the boy.
“And you” I could see the corners of his mouth turn upwards slightly.
“My personality changed just a bit” I adjusted myself to rest on my forearms now, resting the palm of one of my hands on the boy’s chest.
“You’re like your father in some ways, sure” I started.
“But you also weren’t raised on Viltrum” My head shook slightly, Mark's hand resting on top of mine now.
“You have empathy for these people- your people” I paused.
"In another world, maybe you joined your father and maybe you even enjoyed it" My gaze faltered just a bit.
"But in this one, you knew what the right decision was" I cupped the boy's cheek now and watched him lean into my touch.
“As long as you remember who you are, and that you have people you can rely on, you won’t become your father” I finished, watching tears well up in the boy’s eyes.
Both of us searched the other’s eyes for a moment before Mark moved quickly, pulling me on top of him, holding me like I would disappear at a moment’s notice.
“I love you, y/n” He whispered out through sniffles.
“Thank you” He added on.
“I love you too Mark” I pulled back to look him in the eyes.
“Always remember that” He nodded slightly in response.
or where you comfort Mark when he worries about his future.
a/n: takes place after season one, reader is an alien from a planet called "Auloria", established relationship
Some things didn’t need to be said between the two of us. Chicago was… a bad memory for the both of us and yet, every day was a reminder of it. We were both trying to heal from these events and yet, we never talked through it, always finding another topic or doing some other activity.
I don’t know if Debbie didn’t know or just didn’t care at the moment about my sleepovers at the Grayson residence almost every night, I didn’t care.
At nights we weren’t there, we were at my house, and my parents didn’t care, they thought Mark was sent from the heavens above.
So there we laid, legs tangled together, both our arms hugging each other’s waists, as the hand that laid on my stomach intertwined with mine. My head rested on the boy’s chest as he sat a little more upwards than me, both of us focused on the tv at the foot of the bed.
“Do you ever think...” He starts, voice gentle as ever.
“As we grow up, we become more and more like our parents?” He questions, and I know exactly what he’s getting at. A long pause takes over and it would be silent if it weren’t for the quiet murmurs of the tv.
“I used to be exactly like my parents” I answered finally.
“They dedicated their lives to bettering our city” My heart swelled at the memories of Auloria.
“But that doesn’t mean that they came without faults” I added on, intertwining my empty hand with his.
“I think it’s a balance of nature and nurture” I ran my fingers across the boy’s knuckles now.
“I don’t know what kind of person I would’ve been if I hadn’t left Auloria” I shrugged slightly.
“But because I landed here, and was immediately met with kindness by the people who would become my adoptive parents, William, Eve...” I tilted my head to look up at the boy.
“And you” I could see the corners of his mouth turn upwards slightly.
“My personality changed just a bit” I adjusted myself to rest on my forearms now, resting the palm of one of my hands on the boy’s chest.
“You’re like your father in some ways, sure” I started.
“But you also weren’t raised on Viltrum” My head shook slightly, Mark's hand resting on top of mine now.
“You have empathy for these people- your people” I paused.
"In another world, maybe you joined your father and maybe you even enjoyed it" My gaze faltered just a bit.
"But in this one, you knew what the right decision was" I cupped the boy's cheek now and watched him lean into my touch.
“As long as you remember who you are, and that you have people you can rely on, you won’t become your father” I finished, watching tears well up in the boy’s eyes.
Both of us searched the other’s eyes for a moment before Mark moved quickly, pulling me on top of him, holding me like I would disappear at a moment’s notice.
“I love you, y/n” He whispered out through sniffles.
“Thank you” He added on.
“I love you too Mark” I pulled back to look him in the eyes.
“Always remember that” He nodded slightly in response.
As we listened to the tape, I tried hard to continue my focus on the voice. It was an explanation of the directions to assassins. The voice spoke on how payment was electronic, and visual proof was needed to prove that a hit had been completed.
None of us knew what wire transfer was, and we didn’t know why someone would go through the trouble of making a list like this.
Scott thought for a moment, then started packing up the money.
“Woah, woah, what are you doing?” Stiles started panicking. Scott then explained that it was getting late, and we had a psat to take in the morning.
My brother tried to keep the conversation going with how much money it was.
“Well we still have to talk to Peter” Scott tried.
“And Derek and Lily” Stiles gestured to me.
“The money isn’t mine” I shook my head.
“All five hundred dollars are Peter’s” All of us made a face.
“Okay, so maybe we should proceed with caution” Stiles reasoned, then started listing all the things wrong with the man.
“What are you saying?” I whispered before we all heard footsteps and panicked, trying to hide the money.
The door swung open and there stood a damp Malia, telling us that they found Satomi’s pack, but all the ones they found were dead.
-
I stood against the lockers, staring down at the floor as I heard a faint conversation from my friends.
“Provide for me and Lily” I heard Scott’s voice more clearly as his hand snaked around my waist.
I instinctively placed my arm around the boy as well and nodded my head in agreement.
“It’s three hours. We can survive three hours” I heard Kira say as Scott turned to me making a face. I nodded my head slightly and gave him a smile before we were called into the testing room.
We had to place our fingerprints onto the book, then take a pen and paper, give away our cell phones, then sit down.
I sat behind my mate and next to my brother as everybody else filed in until the man up front started speaking his directions.
“You may now open your test booklets and begin” I saw Scott’s arm reach behind himself as I reached forwards to give his a squeeze.
“Good luck” I whispered into his ear, then sat back into my seat.
I started reading the paper and felt good with how much my brain was working until a thud fell on the floor. Sydney had fallen, and Ms. Martin seemed alarmed at a mark on the girl’s arm.
She made sure to tell the proctor that nobody would be leaving the room, then took her phone and left. Stiles and I gave each other a look.
“I think she found something” I whispered to the boys.
“Her heart rate is going crazy, she’s scared and-” I got cut off by the woman yelling outside the classroom. We all jumped out of our seats to see the commotion, but was ushered inside, reassured that everything was okay.
We all went back inside until a voice rang in my head.
“I need the number of the CDC” Ms. Martin asked as Scott and My heads snapped towards each other.
-
Soon enough, a bunch of men in Yellow hazmat suits arrived and started setting up in unoccupied classrooms.
Scott took my hand and led me to Ms. Martin, who was helping Sydney get settled in a tent. She explained that nothing should be wrong then left the room. Scott tried to calm the girl with her injuries, but she was more worried about the test.
“With something as crazy as this” I paused and placed my hand on the girl’s leg.
“They have to let you take it again” She smiled with a hopeful look as me and Scott left the room.
“Dad’s probably here” I leaned into Scott a little bit.
“You think I should call him?” I questioned towards the boy.
“I’m sure Stiles already has” He reassured me.
The boy’s movements then slowed down, and he gripped onto his side before falling to the floor. I caught him by instinct before hitting the ground as he looked up at me with blaring red eyes.
“We gotta get you out of here” I placed his arm over my shoulder and helped him to the locker room.
Once inside, he immediately let go of me to race to the sink while I locked the door and placed a silence spell on us. No one outside could hear in.
“Scott you gotta breathe” I rushed over to him and placed my hand on his back. His breathing slowed for a moment before a knock resounded in the air, and with it, Ms. Martin’s voice. My hands left the boy in shock as my head looked towards the noise. I then looked back at Scott to see that his fangs had come out now, and he looked to me in worry.
“It’s gonna be okay Scott” I hugged him and smoothed down his hair”
“We’re gonna be okay” I continued as my eyes flashed red briefly. I cursed myself internally as Ms. Marten went away, probably thinking that she had the wrong bathroom.
I’m not sure how long it was before we moved to the lockers and Stiles knocked on the door.
“It’s me Lily” Stiles spoke.
I placed a kiss on Scott’s hairline before racing to the door to let the others in.
Scott and Malia were having trouble controlling their powers, but they couldn’t just hide in the locker room.
“We need a vault” Stiles spoke.
“The Hale vault” Scott added, and all heads turned to me.
“I thought you were Stiles’ brother” Malia asked. My head panned across the room.
“I was adopted” I answered absentmindedly.
“Is there a way in from inside the school?” Scott asked. I nodded in reply as we all started walking towards the door. I turned back in surprise to see my brother falling to the floor, making sure to catch him.
“You’re getting sick” He looked to me and Kira.
“You all are” My eyes flashed red at that moment. Scott placed his hand on my back comfortingly.
“I don’t feel sick” Kira tried, but was shown her test answer sheet, where all her answers were slightly askew. The virus was hitting her neurologically.
“We gotta go quick” I made a face.
-
We all raced to the basement and I beelined for the entrance. I started moving a shelf which the boys quickly helped me with. I moved in front of the lock to open it with my powers, but only sparks flew out of my hand. I tried once more but just made myself frustrated.
“I can’t do it” I looked towards Scott” The boys thought for a minute before eventually convincing Malia that any claws could open the door, and Scott and I didn’t have control. She agreed to open the door, but only if we told her the truth.
We all knew what was going on inside of our heads but what she was worried about, was not her question.
“I know I’m on the list” The plan then carried on as we wanted, as she was lower on the list compared to the rest of us, and that’s all she wanted to know.
The girl moved past us as Scott and I gave each other a look, until the door slid open and the five of us moved in.
-
Kira and I were pacing the room while Stiles held Malia and Scott hugged himself sitting down. Conversation then started while I zoned out and walked across the shelves, memories crossing my mind.
“Lily”
“Lily” A hand reached out to me. I turned around to see the boy looking back at me.
“Can you hear anything outside?” He questioned, as I tried for a moment.
“Yeah” I replied, as him, Stiles, and I walked towards the door.
“They’re looking for us” I whispered as the boys looked to me.
“We have to send somebody out there” We all looked back at the girls lying on the floor. The three of us then went into an argument about how we should tell Malia the truth.
“As someone who WAS Malia at some point” I glanced at the girl.
“I would’ve wanted to know” Stiles gave me a sorry look.
“I should go” I spoke to the boys.
“What? No”
“No way” Both boys spoke at the same time.
“This is an assassin’s work” Scott spoke.
“You’re the highest on the list” Stiles added.
“But I’m also affected the least out of all of us” My eyes glowed red for a moment.
“I’m a hybrid. I’m stronger than I used to be” Both boys looked to each other in disbelief.
“I died and came back to life” I tried.
“If that doesn’t show resiliency, I don’t know what does” Stiles thought for a moment before hugging me tightly.
“Stay safe” He whispered.
“Always” I squeezed him tightly.
“Too tight, too tight” He pushed away from me and gave me another small hug before walking away.
“You have to come back to me” Scott whispered. I could see that tears were welling in his eyes.
“I will” I placed my hand on his cheek.
“I promise” He pushed his forehead into mine.
“I just got you back” One of his tears fell onto my face. I tilted my chin up to give him a kiss, before walking towards the door turning back to see it close and keep my friends safe.
-
I rushed to find anyone, and found Ms. Martin, trying to find Mr. Yukimura. He said that he was okay and helping other students. I started to walk away until I noticed coach. He was the only adult that got sick today. Us and him.
I made my way to his office, trying to find anything that would’ve connected all of us. It took some scrounging until I noticed all the stamped papers, and the ink on his mug. The inkpad. Our fingerprints. My instincts told me to stand up as I was met with a man. Our proctor.
“I was wondering how he got sick” He chuckled.
“I was also wondering where your friends are” I started fiddling with his pistol.
“You could say I’m greedy. But I want more than just the illusive” He took a step forward.
“Lilian Hale” He pointed his gun towards me.
“If I’m right, you should be as strong as me now” He urged me to walk in front of him.
“But I have a gun” He pushed the gun against the back.
“So I’m stronger”
“This virus isn’t meant to kill a human” He paused.
“Or a hybrid” We stopped walking.
“So why don’t you tell me where your friends are” I spoke some fib while my eyes glowed red for a moment.
“I’m going to count to three, then I’m going to kill you” I turned around slowly.
“You really need the money that bad? Enough to kill some innocent kids?” I questioned.
“Oh” He chuckled.
“None of you are innocent” He placed the barrel against my forehead as my frustration grew untimely.
I grabbed the pistol from his hands and swung my leg under his to knock him to the floor, then aimed the weapon at him.
“You’re not gonna kill me” He teased. A gunshot then rung in the air, and his body fell fully to the floor.
I looked up at the office doorway to see Mr. McCall standing there.
“What?” I whispered as he gently took the gun out of my hands and explained to me about a cure. It should be in a jar in the vault.
-
I raced to the basement and started banging on the door. I still couldn’t open the door.
“Shit” I stood back and placed my hands in front of me. The heartbeats inside of the room were slowing down, getting louder. I closed my eyes and focused. I didn’t die for nothing.
I opened my eyes to see a drop of blood fall onto my hands. My nose was bleeding. I groaned out in frustration and pain as a portal finally opened in between my hands and I expanded it to step inside of the vault.
“Lily?” Scott whispered out. My head snapped towards him in worry.
“We’re gonna be okay” I climbed up the shelf to find the jar and shattered it onto the ground, creating relief for everyone.
I raced over to Scott and held his face in my hands as his breathing mellowed out and I could see his vision clearing. His hand reached for my cheek and I smiled slightly.
“I told you I’d come back” He chuckled slightly before hugging me tightly. I looked out of the corner of my eye to see Malia walking away. She read the paper. She knew she was a Hale.
“What? Why?” My head snapped to his. We had to get Brett to Deaton soon if he was going to recover. Scott’s eyes skipped over mine to Stiles.
“I’m going with Brett” I stated.
“Lily” Stiles tried.
“If we’re going to have any chance of finding out who’s behind the list, you gotta stay here” Stiles avoided any fast movements as Derek arrived to help the boy.
“I-” I opened my mouth to argue, but I knew the boys were right.
“Fine” I made a face and didn’t resist as Scott pulled me into a hug, trying to block my eyesight from a hurting Brett.
The police department soon arrive and with them, Agent McCall. The father, son duo had a talk before Liam and I approached the younger, soon learning that Violet and Garrett weren’t just responsible for hit list murders. They were responsible for dozens of other murders along the west coast.
-
After school hours, Scott and I decided to check out Garrett’s locker, trying to see if we could find any clues: a form of communication, a note, a letter, a duffle bag full of money.
Garrett had blood money. Inside of his locker. Inside of the school. Scott and I looked at each other with a look but said very little as we ended up at the boy’s house, tucking the cash under his bed.
Scott insisted that I spend the night, worried that Garrett might want revenge for hurting Violet, despite my reassurance that everything would be okay.
“Are you sure?” I paced the boy’s bathroom worriedly.
“Yes Lily. I’m sure” Derek replied exasperatedly.
“Now please go to bed because I promise that I have everything under control” Derek whined. I looked towards the door that led to where Scott was before speaking.
“Lily?” A beat of silence passed.
“Yeah” I replied back.
“Good night” Derek sang. I waited another moment before sighing.
“Good night Derek” I paused.
“But if I find out that you’re lying to me, you will regret it” I hung up quickly then waited a moment before heading towards Scott.
“What is it?” I walked in to see the boy staring towards the ground, sitting at the end of the bed.
“Nothing” Scott’s head snapped towards mine and I made a face at his answer.
“It’s just” He thought for a moment, causing me to sit down next to him.
“You know what we could do with this money? How many problems we could solve?” He questioned hypothetically.
“I know” I tried to empathize.
“But it’s not our money” I reasoned.
“No” Scott looked up from his hands.
“It’s not my money. It’s yours” I made a face.
“Scott” I started before he could interrupt.
“All my money is in a trust fund that no one can access” I explained.
“My mother never left any information on it. I just know it exists” I shrugged.
“What?” Scott now made a face.
“This money is Peter’s” I gestured towards the bag.
“Who else would hide bonds in the vault“ I made a face. Scott groaned out. I don’t know if that answer made him relieved or more worried.
“I think” I crawled onto the boy’s lap placing my arms around his neck, trying to provide him some comfort.
“We tell Stiles, and we go from there” I started playing with the hairs on the back of his neck.
“Tell no one until then” I shook my head slightly. Scott blew air from his lips and leaned forwards to press his forehead against mine.
“I missed you” He spoke after a moment.
“I love you” He whispered against my lips.
“I love you too” I replied and smiled into the kiss that came soon after.
-
The next day arrived quickly. Scott and I traveled to school together then separated after realizing that a certain beta was missing.
I spent time trying to convince Mason that Liam was okay and that he shouldn’t worry, to no avail.
It wasn’t until I got a call from Chris Argent that I became worried at Scott’s whereabouts.
“Why didn’t you say anything?” I questioned as the boy noticed my arrival.
“I didn’t want to worry you” The both of us made a face when Deaton explained that he would have to pull the foreign object out of his stomach.
The alpha then went on to explain that it was Kate and the Berserkers, but it was extremely difficult to find or hurt them. Luckily, however, the claw that was previously in Scott’s stomach would be able to help us. I was able to track it.
I eventually led us to an old Argent Arms International building, then tried to convince Argent that maybe he should sit out, but he answered by bringing out an AR.
We made our way inside of the building quickly and quietly, keeping our senses dialed up to ensure our safety.
“You shouldn’t have come” Kate’s voice rang out. Scott and I looked at each other before he spoke.
There was no point to the conversation as our questions weren’t answered, and the talk ended in violence. Violet was nowhere to be found. The Berserkers started running towards us. Argent started firing his gun. It was pointless. The bullets were barely slowing them down.
They eventually got close enough that we were now fighting hand to hand. I understood Scott’s warnings now, but I wasn’t the same person I was a month ago. I was faster, more powerful, better.
I had one of the berserkers on their knees in front of me, arm around it’s neck, the other hand by it’s temple, eyes glowing red.
“Call them off Kate” The girl’s head snapped towards me. I made a face as she called the creatures to retreat. I pushed the creature towards the girl as they made their way out of the building and I heard Argent call out from beside me.
Scott arrived beside me to help him up as the man started apologizing. There was still time. We could still save Liam.
As if on cue, the beta roared in the air, causing Scott and my eyes to snap together, then to Argent’s.
“Go” He spoke, and Scott and I started running towards the boy. I could tell his curiosity was heightened. I wasn’t able to keep up with him before.
We arrived just in time. Scott caught the boy’s hand. Liam was okay, but he was still poisoned.
-
“Scott” I whispered as they boy avoided eye contact with me.
“You can’t put that kind of pressure on yourself” I hesitated touching him, but he closed the space between us.
“I have to” He looked down at our clasped hands.
“For Liam, for Stiles, for my mom, for everyone” His head slowly met mine.
“For you” I made a face.
“Fine” I huffed out.
“Then we carry this burden” I placed my other hand on top of his.
“Together” Scott opened his mouth to disagree.
“No excuses” I placed a finger in front of his mouth before cupping his cheek and moving closer for a kiss.
“Together” He whispered out. The door then shut from the floor below and I moved slightly to sit next to the boy, waiting for Stiles to enter.
We were telling him about the money today. Scott explained how we found it, why it wasn’t my money and to that Stiles said that he would’ve done the same thing.
“We should probably count it” Stiles spoke. The three of us looked at each other before silently agreeing and tipping the bag out onto the floor.
Along with the stacks of hundreds that fell out of the bag, so did a tape with the words “play me” on the label.
It was a miracle. No one knew why, what had happened, how I got my memories back. Scott and I kept what happened at the boathouse a secret. I was a medical mystery and as much as people wanted to know what happened, the people around me were just happy to have me back. Old me.
Even though I was dead for a few weeks, the action only stopped for a little bit. Around the same time that I came back to life, a list was created. A hit list for supernatural creatures. A list that I was on.
The Walcotts, Demarco, Carrie: all hits that had been completed. We explained to Dad what the list was and how we found it. Lydia wrote it during one of her banshee episodes. My name was the code breaker, but she only broke one third of the list- there were more names.
“We’re thinking that the code was written before the list” I tried to explain.
“It wouldn’t make sense for my name to be the key word and for me to be a hit”
We didn’t know how much money would be totaled from the list, but the boys had a guess. 117 million dollars. All the money stolen from the Hale Vault the night that young Derek turned into not young Derek.
“So whoever made the list knew that I was alive” I added as Stiles started writing down “K” and “M” next to all of the numbers next of the names. Dad’s eyes widened dramatically.
“There’s a hit on you for 22 million dollars?” My dad stood up in alarm.
“I repeat: whoever made this list knew that I wasn’t dead” I explained.
“But no one knew that until recently” Scott pointed out.
“Or so we think” Stiles added.
-
Demarco: the person who delivered the keg, he potentially died because of a freshman at Beacon Hill High School. There was more than one killer. These were trained assassins.
“I’m just a little bit stressed” My leg vibrated as I sat at my desk.
“Don’t worry about it” I spoke to Scott. The boy placed his hand on my leg and leaned in to whisper.
“Please try to stop worrying. I’ll protect you” He tried.
“Scott. You’re on that list too” I whispered back. The coach then entered the room and I pushed Scott back into his seat, trying to relax. The coach continued talking and walking around the room until he stopped at Stiles, who was looking at picture of one of the murders. It was then that he realized what the murder weapon was: a lacrosse stick. It was someone on the team.
After class, we went into coach’s office, trying to find the murder weapon, but it was going to be impossible to find. Kira thought that we should try and get the game canceled and I agreed, but Scott thought that this would be the perfect way to catch the killer red handed.
“I’m not afraid” I looked at Scott in disbelief.
“Well I am” I replied.
“How about you Stiles?” I turned towards the boy. He had the same feelings as I did.
-
When we went to check on our beta, he was out int he courtyard, getting worked up, standing in front of his old team.
“You distract the boys, we’ll get Liam” Stiles spoke.
“What?” I asked but he was already walking away from me. I gave Scott a face, who hesitated then started rushing towards his beta as well. I groaned and almost sunk down to the floor before running and shooing the boys away.
“Hello prep students” I twirled around to face them, scanning the crowd. I didn’t even realize who was standing right in front of me until it was too late. I sucked in a breath before speaking again.
“Lacrosse boys” I paused. One of the boy’s eyes widened at the sight of me.
“Lil?” I certain blonde boy asked. My eyes darted to the figure quickly. Brett.
“Brett” I opened my mouth in surprise.
“I didn’t know you went to Devenford” I furrowed my eyebrows slightly.
“Yeah” I turned back around to see the boys waiting for me as Brett trailed off.
“I have a scholarship” He explained simply.
“I thought you were” He paused for a moment, hesitating to step forward to touch me.
“Dead?” I finished for him, he nodded in reply.
“False alarm I guess” I could head Stiles groan behind me.
“Well, anyways” I forced myself to stop looking at Brett.
“Welcome to our little public school” I clapped my hands together.
“Hope you like it” Stiles cleared his throat.
“Let’s have a good game” I started walking backwards and then turned around to race after the boys, who were heading towards the locker room.
Before I knew it, Liam was soaking and talking about how he had I.E.D. and was medicated, but didn’t take it. Very nice. Scott wanted him to bail out of the game, but Liam didn’t want to. We had to vaguely tell him what the concern was and he seemed like he realized something.
He didn’t know who ordered the keg, but he did know who paid for it: Garrett.
-
“I’ll be back” I told the boys as I started walking towards the opposing team, felling the way my friends were confused.
“Wait” Scott caught my wrist gently. He had been more protective lately. Territorial.
“Be careful” Scott’s hand traveled down to interlace with mine while his other cupped my cheek.
“It’s a high school lacrosse team” I made a face. I looked up to see Scott’s eyes pass over mine. He was staring at Brett.
“He’s a family friend” I explained.
“We grew up together” I added.
“Then how come I’ve never heard about him?” Scott stayed staring at the boy. I pecked the boy on the cheek which caught his attention, then the boy initiated a kiss, to which I accepted happily.
“Can you trust me?” I made a face.
“I do” He promised.
“I just-” He paused.
“Just got me back” I finished for him.
“I’ll be fine” I started walking backwards.
“Eavesdrop if you want to” I held my hands up in defeat.
“I’m not going to eavesdrop!” Scott yelled out as I turned around and finally made it to the opposing team.
Brett immediately noticed my presence and turned around.
“Can we talk?” I questioned. He looked down at my worried face and nodded, quickly pulling on the rest of his gear. I took his hand and forced him to follow me, all the way to the back of the bleachers.
As soon as we were out of sight, the boy pulled me into a deep hug, trying to control his emotions.
“I’m glad you’re okay” He whispered. I pulled back and smiled slightly.
“What is it?” Brett looked at my worried face.
“I don’t know how to tell you this” My eyes fluttered down to the boy’s chest for a moment.
“I don’t even know if I should”
“What is it?” My eyes shot back up to the boy. I paused for a moment.
“There’s a hit list. A deadpool. Supernatural creatures in Beacon Hills have a price on them” I started.
“We’ve only found a third of the list, so I’m not sure you’re even on it, but” I paused.
“The chances that a born werewolf isn’t is low” I explained.
“Why are you telling me this now?” He questioned.
“One of the killers, he’s on our team. We don’t know who he is, but I guess I just wanted to tell you-” I fidgeted with my hands.
“Just be careful I guess” I paused.
“Please” He looked more worried for me than for him.
“Okay, yeah. I will” He nodded.
“Are you on the list?” He asked. I nodded in reply.
“Who made it?” He questioned.
“We don’t know” I shrugged.
“Okay” He spoke after a moment.
“Okay” He said with finality this time. The Devenford coach then started barking orders to his team, causing Brett’s head to turn towards the noise.
“You should probably” I gestured towards the noise.
“Yeah” He agreed.
“Can you just” He hesitated again.
“Keep an eye on my sister?” He requested.
“Of course” He smiled at my reply, then headed off towards the field. I took a breath and collected myself before walking back to the sidelines, finding all the players already out on the field. For the most part, it was a normal game, just with a lot of cheap shots towards poor Liam.
Brett was a completely different person when he was out on the field. Scott and Stiles were just trying to keep Liam in check. Kira, however, was killing it, scoring a goal, but was benched for not following the play.
“You did great Kira” I sat behind the girl and placed my hands on her shoulders as my eyes fluttered across the bleachers at Lori, seeing her smile and have fun with her friends- cheering on her brother.
“Thanks Lily”
I kept watching the game from behind the girl until Brett collided with Garrett and Liam. I kept my focus on Liam, noticing how he was still intact and Scott looked back at me and spoke.
“He missed” I smiled at this news and let out a sigh of relief before noticing another person that collided that was no longer there: Brett. I immediately ran towards the locker room, hoping that my intuition was proven right.
I immediately noticed the medic on the floor and ran into the locker room, noticing Brett on the floor.
“Brett” I breathed out and walked towards the boy as he jolted awake, not looking at me, but someone behind me. Next thing I know, there’s a burning sensation along my neck and I hold on to the wire to keep it from decapitating me.
“He said we shouldn’t try” The girl chuckled.
“But now I’ve got you. I’ve got the Hale Hybrid. Back from the dead” She giggled cockily. I took a deep breath and let go of the wire with one hand, pushing an orb of energy through me with the other, forcing the girl to be pushed backwards.
She looked shocked at this and I then took her by the neck as her feet tried to place themselves on the ground and I threw her against the wall, rendering her unconscious. I tried hard to catch my breath as I looked towards Brett and lowered myself to the ground next to him.
“What did they do to you?” I questioned, placing my hand on his cheek.
“Wolfsbane” He whispered out. Behind me, Scott and Stiles arrived.
“We gotta get you to Deaton” Scott went to the other side of him to help me lift him.
“We need your help” I looked up from my book and furrowed my eyebrows at the boys.
“What? With what?” I questioned. The two looked at each other then back at me.
“Scott bit someone”
“I bit someone”
My eyes widened at this.
“What?” I stood up now. Both boys looked around and tried to calm me down.
“You bit someone?” I leaned in closer.
“You turned someone?” I made a face and whisper yelled.
Both boys made a face then turned back to me.
“What do you need?” I gave in.
Scott, Stiles, Malia, Lydia, Kira, and I met by the school buses to discuss the plan, and eventually, eyes turned to me. Liam would be spending the full moon at Lydia’s lake house. The question was, how to get him there.
Since the boy seemed to be taking a liking to me, I would be inviting him there.
“I don’t know how to drive” I pointed out.
“I’ll give you a crash course” Lydia offered. I made a face at Scott who hesitated to place his hand into mine.
“Are we sure this is the best plan?” He asked the group. Everyone gave weary nods.
“It’s up to you” He turned back to me.
-
And that’s how I ended up driving Lydia’s car through the woods, with a nervous Liam in the passenger seat, trying my best to look like I knew how to drive.
Inviting the boy to the “party” was easy enough, He obviously had a little crush on me, and I just acted as usual to play along.
We arrived at the building, and I let the boy enter the room first, making sure to close the door behind me, trapping him in with my body.
“Sorry” I apologized once he turned around to give me a look of betrayal.
-
After a lengthy explanation on who and what we all were, the boy still found it hard to believe and had to go through one by one to confirm.
“Werewolf” Scott made a face.
“Werecoyote” Malia nodded.
“Banshee” Lydia made a face.
“Fox?”
“Kitsune” Kira corrected. Liam then turned around to look at me.
“Witch?”
“Hybrid” I made a face and Liam turned back around to face the rest of the group. The boy then asked what Stiles was, and the answer eventually landed on human. I noticed in my peripherals that Scott was eyeing me curiously, but didn’t put in the energy to turn my head.
Liam tried to ignore and resist the effects of the bite, but he eventually gave in and revealed himself when Scott and I noticed something.
“Cars” I looked out the window.
“Lots of them” Scott added and our eyes met. Liam had told a friend, who told a friend, who told a friend. The boy was starting to lost control and Scott and I helped him to the boathouse while Stiles and Malia went to the basement and Lydia and Kira hosted the party the would now be happening.
The two of us worked hard to get the boy chained, only for him to break free quickly with ease. He then tackled Scott and I panicked trying to get both of them to calm down. I felt eager, protective of Scott, and I unknowingly used my powers to put the boy to sleep, which caused the alpha to look up at me with relief.
“Took you long enough” He gave me a cocky grin, and the two of us chained the boy back up, then sat down on the floor a couple feet away from him, avoiding eye contact with each other.
The two of us made small talk about how young the boy was, how he shouldn’t be going through all this, but he was. After a beat of silence, Scott coaxed me into standing up and dancing with him, hugging my body close to me, trying to hide his face into my neck.
“I’m sorry I-” He paused as he took a deep inhale, then pulled back while holding on to me to look me in my eyes.
“This has always been a tradition for us. Spending full moons together” He hesitated speaking and his eyes flickered between mine, then down to my lips for a moment.
“You’re my anchor” He admitted, making my eyes soften slightly.
“Scott” My eyes jumped between his.
“You don’t need to say anything” He quickly interrupted me.
“Just” He pulled him self flush with my body once more, then whispered into my body.
“Let me have this small moment” He paused.
“Please” I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths, trying to calm the way my heart rate began increasing. Was I scared? Nervous?
My internal questions were answered when a searing pain awakened in my body and my limbs started to feel like they were on fire.
I pulled myself closer to Lily’s body, listening to her heartbeat steady, then quicken slightly. The percussion continued increasing it’s speed until, just as I was about to pull away, a blast of energy threw me to the floor in a flash.
I tried to focus my eyes and pushed myself to sit, seeing that Liam was still out like a light and was unharmed. My head snapped back to Lily, who was now on the floor, kneeling with her hands keeping her body up.
I stood up slowly as I heard incoherent whispers exit the girl’s mouth and walked closer, only to be stopped by a lifted hand.
“Don’t” She whispered out. I paused for a moment, wanting her to say more, but part of my curiosity was cured when she lifted her head, allowing me to see her face. The girl’s eyes were glowing red and flickering yellow at times.
“I don’t know what’s happening” She spoke, then closed her eyes forcefully, hands flying up to her head.
“Lily” I stepped closer, trying to be careful with my movements. The girl then started groaning out in pain, and I felt an instinctual need to eliminate whatever was making her hurt, and moved to come closer, until a blast resounded in the air, along with a scream, and a flash of light.
I covered my eyes with my forearm to protect my eyes, and once they were adjusted, I noticed that my Lily was now on the ground. Unmoving. No heartbeat.
I ran forwards and picked her up in my arms, feeling a cruel sense of deja vu. I placed my hand on her cheek, pushing back her hair as I felt my breathing become uncontrollable, and my vision started to blur.
“I just got you back” I sobbed out.
“Please” I cried out and lifted her body to place her forehead against mine. I lost her again. I was too late.
I fought the darkness once more. I had been here before, but this time it felt different.
This time, I woke up gently, as if I had taken a nap. My head was pounding, with all these renewed memories and I groaned slightly before lifting my hand to my head, trying to soothe the pain.
Wait. Memories? My memories?
It was then that I noticed that I was no longer on the ground, I was in someone’s arms. Familiar arms. Scott’s arms. At this point, I opened my eyes, but all I was met with was a sobbing Scott. I furrowed my eyebrows, then remembered what happened moments before and lifted a hand to the boy’s cheek.
“Scott” His head shot up and he placed a hand over mine, then onto my cheeks, then all over my body, as if checking that whatever was happening was not a dream.
“Are you okay? Is it you?” He paused his movements and his words.
“Scott” His eyes that were wandering met mine.
“I remember” I adjusted to sit up in his lap and placed one hand on his chest, and the other on the back of his neck.
“I remember everything” I smiled lightly, leaning in as my eyes flickered down to Scott’s lips. I watched as they broke out into a smile, then the two of us moved closer until we were in an embrace- the first one in a while.
“I’m sorry” I cried out and hugged the boy closer to my body.
“Lily”
“I left you alone” My breathing felt harder to control as I started to sob. Scott followed easily but tried to contain himself by pulling his body closer to mine, holding my head towards his chest.
“I left you alone” Scott replied.
We both sat there for a few moments before collecting ourselves.
“I don’t want this to be a dream” Scott whispered into my hair.
“Do you really remember everything?” I pulled back from the boy to look him in the eyes, wiping away his tears with the pads of my thumbs.
“I remember it all” I smiled sadly.
“The bad and the good” My hands traveled tot cup the boy’s cheeks.
“I remember our first kiss at Allison’s apartment building, I remember treatment, I remember the alpha pack, Jennifer, the Oni” I paused.
“You remember dying?” Scott asked, though he suspected he knew the answer.
“Yeah” I whispered out and looked down at the floor for a moment.
“I remember being in your arms” I smiled softly. Scott’s arms tightened around my waist and I wrapped mine around his neck, breathing in his scent. I could feel the alpha do the same.
“What just happened” Scott changed the subject.
“I don’t know” I answered honestly.
“but, whatever happened, happened” I pulled back to look back into the boy’s eyes.
“And for the better” I smiled into the kiss that Scott initiated. The boy’s kisses slowly started traveling to the corner of my mouth, along my jawline, then across my neck, causing soft giggles to exit my mouth. I could tell that this was instinct for him, it was a wolf thing, an alpha thing.
I felt the boy’s mouth hover over a particularly sensitive spot on my neck, he was hesitating. I placed my hand onto the back of his neck to reassure him, but opened my eyes on instinct.
“Scott” The alpha immediately pulled back, thinking he did something wrong or hurt me.
“What is it? Are you okay?” The boy kept trying to catch my eye, but I was focused on another boy.
“The spell wore off” I pointed to Liam, who was now awake, and fighting the chains easily. Scott then turned around and gently pushed me behind him, eliciting a glow from my eyes to occur.
“I’m not sure the chains are gonna hold him” I stated, and was correct. The beta jumped out the window and raced off to the woods, causing Scott and I to look at each other, then at where the boy had exited.
“You stay here, find everyone else” Scott ordered.
“But-”
“You’ll be safer here” The boy then took off after pecking my forehead.
“It’s just Liam” I called after him, to no avail.
a/n Allison’s alive in this story, but she still left with her dad and Issac after season three because she felt at fault for Lily’s death
Deaton was right, time did help me, but my memories were still far from back. In the meantime, however, it was time to get back to normal life- or at least what everyone else told me my life was.
This meant, moving back to the Stilinski household, as Noah had full custody over me, cleaning up all of my untouched items- I guess no one wanted to bother my things- and last but not least, go back to school. A whole seven hours where other kids my age would point and whisper at the girl who died.
-
The boys were discussing how Kate, the woman back from the dead as well, had a brother who was told over text came back from the dead. I stayed walking side by side Scott as Stiles turned around to face us.
Scott and I didn’t talk about my admittance of remembering that certain memory. We pushed past it. We tried to live in the now. Make new memories. That’s what led me here, watching lacrosse practice.
“Just meet us by the locker rooms” Stiles asked when I told the boys I had to stop by my science classroom before first period. I nodded and smiled softly before turning in the wrong direction as I was not intending on going to my science classroom.
I unknowingly headed towards the courtyard, trying to chase a lingering memory when I ran into another body on the way. Accidentally dropping my books, the boy in front of me helped me pick them up, muttering apologies along the way until we were both standing once more.
“Sorry about that” He spoke.
“Don’t worry about it” I looked towards the exit of the school.
“I wasn’t watching where I was going” I furrowed my eyebrows, confused as to where I was going in the first place.
“Liam” The boy spoke after a few beats of silence.
“Sorry?” I questioned.
“My name” He scrambled to place his hand in front of him.’
“My name is Liam” He clarified.
“Lily” I replied with a light smile, shaking his hand in mine.
“Oh” He made a face.
“You’re the girl who-” He trailed off.
“The girl who died” I finished for him.
“That’s the one” I nodded and avoided eye contact for a moment.
“No it’s not that, it’s just-” My head shot back up to meet his eyes.
“You weren’t what I was expecting” I made a face of confusion at this.
“What does that mean?” I giggled a little bit.
“You’re just-” He gestured towards my body.
“really pretty” His hand shot towards his mouth as a light pink spread across his cheeks. I opened my mouth in surprise when two familiar figures entered our conversation.
“What are we talking about?” Liam turned to the boys who just arrived, making excuses and then walking away.
“What was that for?” I gestured towards where the boy used to be standing.
“What?” Scott shrugged.
“I was making friends” I furrowed my eyebrows as both boys stood on either side of me and placed their arms on my shoulders.
“What more could you need than us two” Stiles joked as my head turned towards his with a face.
-
After school, I was forced to watch lacrosse try outs, as I only had my permit before I died, and now, I didn’t even remember that.
I watched as the boy I met before, Liam, was doing great, perfect even, while the other boys, even my Scott- even Scott, struggled to keep up, if at all.
Eventually, the boys got worked up enough to injure Liam, making everyone let out a groan of sympathy.
After tryouts, Scott pulled me outside, pleading for a conversation before he left with Stiles to take Liam to the hospital.
“What did you want to talk about?” I questioned as the boy led me to a corner and let go of my hand.
“I just, I wanted to say that-” He paused and fiddled with his fingers.
“Despite what I said earlier” He paused once more.
“You are free to be friends with whoever you want” He avoided eye contact.
“You don’t owe anything to us” He continued.
“Anything” He added whispering. I paused before replying.
“Is this about Liam?” Scott nodded in reply.
“I just don’t want you to feel like you owe anything to Stiles and I” He looked back up at me.
“As friends or romantically” He added.
“Scott” I interrupted.
“I heard what you said at the clinic” I whispered out.
“What?” He made a face.
“About” I considered revealing myself.
“About still feeling a connection to me” I finished.
“And” I looked down at my hands.
“I think I feel the same way” I looked back up to see the boy smile slightly.
“But I’m scared” His expression turned to one of concern.
“I can protect you” He jumped to proclaim. I shook my head slightly.
“I”m not worried about that” I smiled.
“I feel so out of place” I paused.
“I don’t belong” I made a face. Scott hesitated, then took my hand in his once more.
“You do belong. I promise” He squeezed my hand slightly.
“And I’ll do whatever it take to make you believe that too”
“You worried?” My head snapped towards the man on the left of me. I paused for a moment and stared before answering.
“What is it?” He persisted. I hesitated once more.
“I know it’s you. Scents don’t change” I paused. Derek’s eyes flickered from the road to me for a moment.
“But you just look so different” I shook my head slightly.
“I feel like I’ve been dropped in some alternate reality where my mind was put into the body of someone who just gained consciousness” I ranted and rested my head back against the passenger window.
“Well” Derek started.
“That’s why we’re going to someone who can help with that” He tried to sound cheerful.
“Or at least try” He added on quickly.
-
We pulled into the parking lot of what seemed to be a vet clinic and I raised an eyebrow of suspicion to Derek as we started walking towards the building.
My hearing unknowingly focused on some voices that were inside and I was about to clear my head of it until I heard my name.
“Lily has to feel it too, right?”
“Can you” A different voice spoke.
“Yeah” Their voice faltered.
“When she died, it was like a part of me died” They continued.
“Then a few days ago, I suddenly felt this feeling- hope- and we found her the next day” There was a long pause which made me make a face as we got closer to the door. Derek must not have been listening to the conversation, because he tried to reassure me for a different reason.
“Trust me” He pulled the door open for me. Once inside, we walked past the front desk and was met with an examination room that was not empty.
“There’s no guarantee that she’s matching what you feel” The man continued.
Inside, two figures turned around at the notice of our bodies. The third kept talking.
“I’m not very well versed in the study of dead hybrid mates that come back to life” Derek cleared his throat which caught the attention of the man as I shifted my weight and looked down at the floor.
When I looked back up, I realized who was in the room. The two boys that were there when I woke up. My attention quickly drifted to the owner of the store, I assumed, and I learned that his name was Deaton.
Deaton tried his best to pull any information he could out of me so we could potentially fix what was wrong with me. Maybe I couldn’t be fixed.
“What’s the last thing you remember before waking up?” He tried. I looked down at my hands and thought for a moment.
“Nothing” I furrowed my eyebrows.
“I know that Derek’s my family, I know where I live, where my house is, I know what powers I have, but there’s no specific memory that comes to mind” I replied.
“No memories at all?” I shook my head at Stiles’ question.
My eyes flickered to the other boy to see hesitation in his eyes.
“But my first time waking up wasn’t with these two” I nodded my head towards the boys. Deaton perked at this.
“When was it then, if you don’t mind telling me” I smiled slightly.
“Probably six days ago?” I tried to think.
“I woke up in the forest. Alone. Naked” Stiles tilted his head slightly at this.
“I later found out that I was in the forests of Oregon. I don’t k-”
“Wait a minute” Stiles cut me off.
“Pause. Why were you naked?” I furrowed my eyebrows at this but everyone was matching the boy’s expression.
“Have I not always been like this?” I questioned.
“It was a blood moon” I tried, but no one changed their expression.
“I always transform on eclipses” I tried again, and faces turned surprised and amazed.
“Twice a year, you change into a werewolf?” Deaton calmly asked.
“Twice a year, I turn into a wolf, hence the waking up naked part” I explained.
“That’s another one of those things that I just know” I paused to think.
“I have no memory of any of my other transformations, but I know that they happen” Deaton tried to give me a reassuring smile.
-
Time
That was Deaton’s solution. Time.
I don’t know why. I don’t know how that’ll work, but it’s better then nothing I guess.
The interrogation did not stop there, however. After getting me checked supernaturally, I was forced by Derek, and surprisingly, Scott, to get checked up at the hospital.
It was just the boy and I as Derek apparently had other matters to settle currently. I mentally worried about how I would deal with being with Scott alone, but my body felt calm with him. Physically I relaxed, but you didn’t need enhanced hearing to tell my heart was racing harder than I could handle.
Once at the hospital, Scott led me through the halls, walking around like he knew every nook and cranny. We eventually ended up in an examination room, where a woman was already there, waiting for us.
I said nothing as Scott had a small discussion with her, then turned to me, and the examination started. The woman was careful and tried to keep me comfortable as she took a physical, making sure to take a blood test for any possible outliers as well.
While taking my blood she started asking questions that might help her narrow her search. I don’t know why, I don’t know how, but I ended up spilling to her the memories.
“You can trust me” She promised.
I told her about the headaches. About the girls. Peter. Malia. The boy. The connection. I didn’t know who’s memories these were. But they didn’t feel like memories, they felt like information. Same as me transforming every eclipse, it’s just information that I just know.
The woman eventually left to run the tests, and I hesitated looking at Scott’s shoes before starting.
“There’s something else” I whispered out. Scott’s head darted up to see the top of mine and I lifted it slowly to meet his eyes.
“There’s one more memory” I paused.
“But this one’s different” I thought for a moment.
“It’s repetitive, it doesn’t give me a headache, and-” I paused before bringing my drifting eyes back to the boy.
“It feels like my memory”
“What is it?” Scott questioned.
“That room I woke up in, it’s yours isn’t it?” I asked. Scott nodded in reply.
“It’s-” I paused.
“It’s me and you in that room. I’m lying on top of your chest” I paused as my eyes unfocused.
“You’re apologizing for something that’s not your fault so I place my hands on your cheeks, you grab them” I pause.
“You keep your right hand in mind and use the other one to cup my cheek” I pause again, letting out a deep exhale.
“As soon as your hand touches my face” I close my eyes, dreaming of the touch.
“The memory ends” Both of us stay silent.
“Did that actually happen?” I whispered out. It was then that I noticed Scott’s leg.
“Yeah” He looks up at me with tears in his eyes.
“It was the first time I said ‘I love you” He added and smiled.
“Did I say it back?” I questioned though I think I already knew the answer.
“Yeah” He paused.
“But you didn’t need to” His smiled dropped slightly.
-
Melissa came back with the test results and told us the information, that my body was healing at an incredible rate, to the point that I could be considered invulnerable for the time being. Now this information was new to me.
I woke up with a quiet gasp, eyes flying open, darting around the room. I couldn’t recognize where I was. I couldn’t recognize anything, actually. I slowly pushed myself to sit, not wanting to make any loud noises, and found myself in a bedroom, which I’m sure belonged to the boy sitting in the chair next to me, out like a light.
I looked down a little more and found another boy, unconscious against the bed frame. I didn’t seem to be in any danger, I actually felt comfortable in this space but I did not want to overstay my welcome and I did not want to be proven wrong.
I scooted down to the edge of the bed as quietly and quickly as I could before using my legs to walk to the door, but not before looking back at the boys, making sure that I would be in the clear. I looked at the picture in front of me and noticed that something was different, the boy from the couch was missing.
I swiftly turned back to face the door and was met with the missing boy. I raised my eyebrows and jumped backwards in surprise, continued my travel backwards as the boy looked at me in confusion.
His expression then turned to one of compassion.
“I’m not gonna hurt you” He tried stepping closer.
“It’s me” My face stayed unchanging as I kept my distance and the two of us started circling each other. The boy’s expression then turned to one of hurt. My heart ached at that.
I stayed silent and observed him some more until the other boy started moving around, signaling that he would be waking up. He stretched and yawned, then jittered at the sight of us standing.
The boy in front of me followed my eye line to the boy behind him and I look this as a chance to run.
I ran outside of the boy’s room and struggled a bit, but made it outside. From there, I used every sense I had to find out where I was in the city, then were I was in relation to my home.
I continued racing through the woods, trying hard to loose the boy behind me until I turned my head trying to locate where he was, only to run into something in front of me.
My head snapped and I took a couple steps backwards, feeling my heart rate spike until I recognized who was in front of me.
“Derek”
“Cee Cee”
The two of us quickly closed the distance, grasping on to the other like our lives depended on it. After a quick recap on what they had gone through and where they were, they realized they were both on the same page: find the Hale House.
We both continued our search, trying our best to stay hidden.
-
As we got closer to the building, we first noticed that there was a chain fence surrounding it. Then, we noticed that the building was torn down, reduced to nothing but rubble.
The two of us looked at each other before stepping closer, not saying a word to the other. Derek fell to the ground as I stood in disbelief, barely noticing the police sirens grow louder and louder.
My head turned towards the officers as they started speaking to us, but Derek cut them off. He was asking the question we both wanted to know. Where was our house?
The officers tried to tell us that the house had been empty for years, but I didn’t believe them. Derek didn’t either, and he made his opinions a little more known.
It was then that the younger looking officer’s expression changed, and he hesitated before speaking.
“Lillian?” He stepped a little closer.
“Lillian Stilinski?” He asked curiously.
Our one sided conversation soon came to an end, however, as Derek kept antagonizing both of the officers until he eventually got tazed multiple times, leaving him partially vulnerable to become detained by handcuffs.
-
The officers took our prints, any information they could get, then locked Derek to the bench we were sitting on, while I shook my leg nervously, trying to get a sense of the place we were in.
Why everyone seemed to recognize me.
“Did you hear that?” Derek asked. I jolted at the noise and faced him with a questioning look. He nodded towards the officers in front of us.
“This can’t be right. We went to her funeral” One of the officers whispered in disbelief.
I furrowed my eyebrows and made a face at Derek, to which the boy returned almost immediately.
“No” A voice loudly stated.
“It can’t be” Another officer walked closer to us until he focused his eyes on me, knelt on his knees to come face to face with me.
I looked at him in confusion as the officers behind him tried to pull him away from his thoughts, but he had already pulled me against his body, causing me to make another face towards the boy next to me.
“Sheriff, she doesn’t remember anything” The younger deputy spoke. The man hugged me a little bit tighter before letting go and placing his hands on my cheeks for a moment causing me to look him in the eyes.
“You don’t remember me?” I hesitated before shaking my head.
“Stiles?” I shook my head.
“Lydia?” I shook my head.
“Allison?” I shook my head.
“Scott?” I took a moment to think, but ultimately had to shake my head. His face of relief then turned to one of worry and disappointment, then let go of my face to turn back to his deputies. They seemed to gain some information on Derek and the man inspected him closer, trying not to look at me, until his attention was turned to the doorway, where the two boys from earlier had arrive.
“What?” Derek sensed my sudden posture change.
“You know them?” He questioned. I nodded without thinking. The sheriff called the boys into their office.
“No” I shook my head.
“They were there when I woke up.” I explained. Derek a made a face.
“Did they do anything to you?” He leaned in towards me.
“Not that I know of” I admitted. The boy tried to keep a friendly face as we were then sat down into the Sheriff’s office.
The boys then tried to keep things civil, they admitted that they just wanted to help us by getting our memories back. We were having a hard time trusting them, but the boy in front of us tried flashing his eyes to prove himself further.’
Maybe that’s why I felt what I did for him. I stayed quiet for the most part but I could tell that both the boys were hoping that I would speak.
“Just trust us” The alpha pleaded.
“Where’s our family?” I questioned. All heads snapped to me. We were then explained that there was a fire and everyone had to move away, but they were alive. We would be reunited with them once we got our memories back.
The two of us then exited the room and I watched as Derek continued to sign papers for us. I don’t think they were for us though, I think they were for him. Why didn’t I need to sign papers? Because I came back from the dead? Did I die? How did I die?
-
Scott tried to get me to go with him, and I insisted on going with Derek, but even he thought that I should go with Scott. If it would help us get our memories back, it was worth doing- was his justification.
And so, I clasped my hands tightly around the boy’s waist, hair flowing freely as I watched the town around me. We eventually made it to an apartment complex where a tall brunette was already waiting for us.
“What are you doing here?” Scott asked, looking behind at me nervously. The girl then explained that she was here for his protection. This man, Peter, who I assumed we were meeting, was apparently bad news.
“Didn’t know you would be here” The girl gestured towards me.
“Wait. I thought-” She started curiously but was cut off by Scott pushing the girl into the building.
“We better get going” He insisted. The girl continued her protests while I followed curiously behind the two of them.
-
We eventually made it to one of the highest floors and slid the door open to a room and I followed the two of them inside. Scott slowed his steps slightly so I would stay within his arm’s reach.
The girl, Malia, pointed out how Scott seemed nervous, his heart was racing like crazy. I furrowed my eyebrows once focusing a bit and gave him a questioning look.
“He’s just bad at introductions” All three of our heads turned to the man who spoke. My head tilted slightly at him but I made no move to speak and didn’t protest when Scott instinctively pushed me behind himself.
Scott introduced Malia to Peter and an awkward conversation then started, until we got back to the reason why we were here.
“Lillian. I almost didn’t recognize you” Peter gestured towards me.
“Welcome to the very exclusive club of the risen from the dead Hales” The man spoke sarcastically. His eyes then darted to Scott’s and the two seemed to share a silent conversation before continuing.
Scott then tried to get to the bottom of his situation, but I couldn’t hear even with his lips moving. My hearing started to muffle then disappear, along with my vision, when moving picture started to cross my mind. Memories. My memories.
A girl with red hair. Intelligent. Powerful. Malia. Another brunette girl. A bow and arrow. Peter. A discovery. A deal. The scarlett haired girl knew a secret: Peter had a daughter. Peter was Malia’s father.
Scott’s hand on my arm made me snap my eyes to his, trying to comprehend the new information I had.
“What?” I questioned. Everyone’s eyes were on mine.
“Do you remember a Kate Argent?” Scott leaned down to get a better look into my eyes. I furrowed my eyebrows and held my mouth open in disbelief.
“Yeah, I know Kate Argent” I gazed at the trio.
“She’s nice” Scott pulled back at this and turned back to face the two wolves.
“They still trust her” Peter finished. I made a face before speaking once more.
“What about Kate?” I tried to catch any of their eyes.
“What is it?” I pressed on.
“Let’s say Kate turned” Scott tried after hesitating.
“What would she want with you and Derek?” I thought for a second before answering.
“What does any newly turned werewolf want?” I scanned the group. No one was catching on.
“Control” I finished.
“She wants the Triskelion” Peter added. The vault.
-
The four of us journeyed to Derek’s school: Beacon Hills High School. We almost made it inside until a scent was found. The scent of a berserker.
Malia want to go after them, but Peter advised against it, and before I knew it, I was behind pulled along by my wrist by Scott, trying to run away from the creature. Scratch that, creatures.
Eventually, we were cornered, and forced to fight. I was able to keep up and hold my own, even force a few wounds myself surprisingly. I felt empowered. Like I was brand new. Clean. Maybe I was. If everyone was remembering right, I was dead. Now I was alive.
Scott and Malia were now on the ground, watching as I protected myself and them from danger, keeping the berserkers occupied. I knew their next moves, I could shield myself from them and plan and execute offensive attacks. My mind was going 80 miles an hour and slowly, once again, my mind started to drift to another memory.
A pain. My hands flew up to my head. A connection with another. One that caused me to get hurt, over and over. One that kept me weak. One that forced me to be weak. One that led to my death. Not just my pain, but his too. His? These thoughts weren’t my own. These couldn’t be my memories, could they?
I was pulled out of my head when one of the berserkers stabbed me with it’s claw, eventually tossing me to the floor next to Scott. I groaned and rolled to my side, holding my abdomen tightly while pushing myself to sit up.
I looked to the boy next to me to see worry and fear, then relief. I followed his eyes to my wound and lifted my hand off of it, making a show at my recovery.
“I’m fine” I explained.
“Are you okay?” I questioned, but my attention was quickly turned back to the fight, where Derek was now taking the berserkers on two against one. He was able to fight back and was having trouble maintainc composure until he finally snapped it seemed.
The berserkers were running away, but the Derek kneeling on the ground wasn’t the Derek I knew. He grew up.
I furrowed my eyebrows at this but if I thought about it, it made sense. I don’t know how long I was dead.
I stood back and watched in shock at the sight of my brother, the real one, back in front of me. I could hear muffled sounds happening around me as I watched Stiles get taken upstairs to be examined by Melissa. Deaton went to check on the twins. Peter disappeared.
I only snapped out of whatever trance I was in when Scott told me that we were calling Noshiko. If Stiles really was Stiles, then we had to prove it.
After Stiles was cleared medically, we all went downstairs and met with Noshiko, and in turn, the Oni. I grabbed Scott’s hand instinctually hoping that the Oni could prove what I already knew in my mind. After what felt like ages, Stiles was marked, and the Oni disappeared. He was him.
Next step, telling my dad. The ride to the station was quiet, to say the least. Though I was happy my brother was back, I couldn’t get over this uneasy feeling that wouldn’t go away. I knew that Stiles was safe, but I’m not sure I was. Dad was relieved to see Stiles, but was disappointed when he heard that the fight was not yet over. We still needed to find Lydia.
Why would a nogitsune need a banshee? The four of us wracked our brains together trying to figure out the why, so we could figure out the where. Stiles then thought about a person she knew, Meredith Walker, who seemed to know the whole story.
-
Dad went to visit Meredith while the three of us stayed at Scott’s house, waiting for news from anyone. I sat on the chair opposite Stiles, looking up from my book occasionally to make sure he was still there. It was instinct. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust him, I just felt odd about the situation.
Scott walked towards my figure, sensing my anxiousness as my head was gently tilted upwards towards his.
He said nothing but looked between my eyes, trying to find something that my body language and chemosignals didn’t already say. I maintained eye contact and smiled slightly as Scott tried to place a comforting hand on my cheek.
I only pulled back when Stiles suddenly jolted awake and panicked to the point of stumbling his steps. I quickly stood up and helped him stand as Scott did the same. He made us repeat what happened, where everyone was, what they were doing, he wanted them to be accounted for.
Then the boy started shaking and quickly pulled his jacket on, saying something about not being able to get warm. Scott made a move and tried to get him to rest when he noticed that he was in pain. He wouldn’t tell us how much pain, which spoke enough.
My phone then started buzzing from where I was seated. It was Kira. Apparently Meredith was at the school and we had to get there asap.
We searched around the building trying to find her and eventually landed in the music room. Coach had seemingly tazed Brunski and allowed us the time we needed to get Meredith back to Scott’s place.
This car ride was actually less awkward. Even after learning the fact that Meredith didn’t know where Lydia was. We entered the room to find Issac and Agent McCall standing in the kitchen. I stayed silent as enough excuses were made for us to talk in private, without Scott. He had a different topic to discuss with his father.
I turned back around, making sure that Scott would be okay, and the boy gave me a nod as a sign of reassurement.
Once upstairs, the girl gave no answers as to where Lydia might be. She was clueless, about this topic at least.
After we learned this, the boys tried to train the girl to be a better banshee, to no avail. After some bickering between the boys, Meredith said something about a phone ringing and finally gave us something.
“Coup de foudre” The boys were confused as to what this meant.
“French”
“French” Scott and I stayed at the same time. Just like that, something clicked. They were at Oak Creek.
Scott seemed a little distracted in the car but his mood changed when Issac brought up how poor Stiles looked. Stiles kept talking about how he didn’t care what happened to him. Just that nobody else would get hurt. He remembered everything. Stabbing Scott, stabbing me, everything.
Once we arrived, we met up with Allison and Kira. Scott turned on his alpha voice and gave us a motivating talk about how we could do this. We had everything we needed and we had each other.
“Don’t die” I stopped paying attention to the conversation and was pulled back by a voice in my ear.
“Same to you” I nodded curtly as I watched Scott try to put on a brave face. I wasn’t the only one who had a bad feeling about this. The nogitsune was no longer possessing my brother but I still hadn’t felt any relief.
Scott accompanied Stiles inside of the building as the rest of us stood in front of Noshiko and the Oni. The woman tried to convince her daughter to leave, but was met with Allison and I loading our weapons: glowing blades were now in my hands.
She was trying to convince us to leave. To let the nogitsune be killed. The figures then disappeared from our sight and we were left with a surprising revelation: the Oni were under another person’s control now.
I turned around at the familiar voice and held my knives up in the air defensively. Void now had control of the figures.
I tried my best to keep up against the creatures but felt myself growing tired. Weaker. I started stumbling lightly and found myself at a close call only to be saved by the girl with the bow.
We both nodded at each other lightly as I stood back up taking up another defensive pose. We kept fighting for what felt like hours until I couldn’t maintain my powers anymore, and the blades from my hands disappeared.
I was forced to rely on my combat skills now, with strength like a human’s. I fought to catch my breath as I noticed the lack of fighting near me and I noticed movement in my peripherals.
I turned my head and saw Issac continually getting slashed by the Oni’s swords, he looked how I felt right about now.
It seemed that Allison had also noticed this situation and caught my attention, quickly handing me an arrow from the ground, where she had fallen injured.
I swiftly took the arrow in my hand and yelled out in pain as a weapon built in my hands. I pulled back the bow and closed one eye as I aimed for the Oni doing the most damage and let the arrow fly.
The oni was hit. He was actually effected by the arrow. The creature dissolved into the air. I smiled lightly before falling to the ground, only to be halted by a figure grabbing my arm.
I snapped my head towards the sensation to see an Oni holding me up. I then looked down to where his other hand was and saw that he stabbed me. It saw an opening. It saw a weakness. It stabbed me.
I looked back up into the darkness and felt myself fall completely to the ground as the Oni had let go of my body now.
Before I hit the ground, however, I was caught by familiar arms. I was having deja vu.
I closed my eyes by instinct but forced them open once hearing the pleas that exited the boy’s mouth.
“You’re okay. You’re okay. You’re okay“ He stuttered while trying to get a better grip on me.
“Did you find her? Did you find Lydia?” I questioned, stopping every couple of words to catch my breath.
“Lily, please” Scott placed a hand on my cheek as his eyes started filling up with tears.
“Did you find her?” Scott looked down at my abdomen and pressed his other hand to my wound.
“Scott!” I mustered with as much strength as I could.
“Yeah- Yes. We found her” I nodded slightly and smiled, relaxing slightly in the boy’s arms.
“Lily” His voice cracked as his eyes ran up and down my body.
“Why aren’t you healing?” He questioned, trying not to break down.
“She’s too weak” A voice spoke from behind me. Stiles stepped closer until he fell next to me and hesitated grabbing my hand.
“It’s me, isn’t it” He paused.
“Don’t blame yourself” My hand shook as it tried to find Stiles’ cheek, having to be held by the boy himself up to his face. He smiled lightly and closed his eyes, trying to find some comfort in the moment.
“Either of you” My head turned slightly to meet Scott’s.
“Finish what we’ve started” I furrowed my eyebrows as I fought harder to breathe. Scott started brushing a hand through my hair, trying to provide me some comfort. Trying to provide him some comfort.
“Get your lives back” I whispered.
“You can’t leave me” Scott shook his head in disbelief. I hesitated before speaking once more, taking a deep inhale in preparation.
“I love you both” I tried hard to look both boys in the eyes once more, but was pulled against it by a deepening slumber, forcing it’s overtaking of my body.
After hearing from Malia about what she and Stiles found before he disappeared, we headed to Kira, as the items that appeared seem tied to her family. After showing her the evidence, circumstance brought us to the school to meet with her parents, who finally decided to tell us the truth.
The picture that was found at Eichen house, if wasn’t of an ancestor of Kira’s, it was Kira’s mother. She then showed us the blade that was found, and how it was broken into pieces. It was last used in 1943, against a nogitsune, in Oak Creek.
It was then revealed that Oak Creek was an internment camp that was erased from history. The nogitsune. It was created by Noshiko. She then recalled a story about how she was in love with an Np named Rhys. He helped the Japanese-Americans live with a better quality of life.
Scott thought that Noshiko was stalling for the Oni, but the woman was sure that Stiles was gone. The only way to defeat the nogitsune was to eliminate him.
Noshiko then went on to prove that she could heal, that neither she nor Kira would ever get sick and went on to retell the wave of pneumonia that hit Oak Creek. The camp doctor was selling a crucial medicine on the black market for profit and without it, people were dying. And as such, the people decided to fight back, resulting in a riot that revealed Satomi’s true nature and she lost control.
Rhys suffered the consequences of Satomi’s anger and so did the rest of the residents at Oak Creek. Rhys died in agony and Noshiko almost died but, during her trip to the graveyard she called upon her ancestors for a nogitsune to enact revenge. Instead of possessing Noshiko, however, it possessed Rhys.
It did exactly what it was called upon to do. By the time Noshiko had enough energy to make it back to camp, she saw the destruction that was caused. She had to put a stop to him, and in doing so, broke her sword into pieces.
Taking the demon out of Rhys shattered the sword, but we needed a bolt of lightning to piece it back together. Kira, who happened to be a thunder kitsune, was uneasy, but finished the job easily.
Noshiko then gave the sword to Kira, telling her that the power was hers now, only she had the power to defeat the nogitsune. The couple was sure that the only way to succeed was to kill Stiles.
Scott then got a text on his phone and slightly turned the screen for me to see.
Allison: loft
With that, my hand was gently guided out the door and away from the conversation.
-
“Stop!” I yelled out racing into the room and placing my hand on Argent’s gun to point it towards the ground.
“Can’t you see this is what it wants?” I snapped my head towards the boy.
“Strife, chaos, and pain, right?” I tried hard to keep my face neutral.
“Now that’s not fair Lillian” The nogitsune smirked slightly.
“Don’t get into my head like that” I made a face in reply.
“And that’s not exactly what I want” He admitted, then told us that he lured us here to protect him from the Oni, who just now decided to show up.
Argent, Allison, Derek, and my dad all formed a square around Stiles, trying to protect him from the Oni. I stood in the center with the boy, assuring myself as a second line of defence.
“You’re lucky you know” Stiles spoke amongst the fighting.
“Well” He paused.
“I’m lucky, I guess” He moved closer to me.
“Because you were adopted” He smirked and I felt his breath fan my face, before he grabbed me by my neck and threw me against a pillar before disappearing, along with the Oni.
It was then that Scott and Kira finally showed up and rushed into the room. I slowly pushed myself to stand, and by the time I was halfway up, warm hands were already there, carrying part of my weight.
“You okay?” The boy kept one hand supporting me by my arm while brushing my hair back to check my neck and collarbone, sensing what had happened just moments before. I nodded at his worrying eyes, making sure to flash him a small smile as well.
A conversation then started about how everyone disappeared and how we weren’t sure what the outcome of this interaction was.
Derek made sure to have a short conversation with me before I left, we weren’t nearly as close as we were when we were younger, he felt like a stranger, but he still cared about me, and I him, and he told me that my connection with Stiles could be used as an advantage, but to be careful.
-
Kira ended up coming home with me, she didn’t want to be around her parents, feeling betrayed. Scott came home with me as well, deciding not to go against his instincts of keeping his mate close by.
It was a weird predicament, Kira was sleeping in my bed, Scott and I slept on the floor, the boy giving me all the comfort I could need. When I was asleep, however, I couldn’t do so for long.
I woke up after a short period of time, judging by the fact that it was still dark outside. I looked up at the boy underneath me and made careful moves to escape his grasp before finding myself standing inside of Stiles’ room.
Next thing I know, tears are falling down my cheeks and I’m hugging myself to keep from completely breaking down. I took one hand to cover my whimpers and closed my eyes forcefully before jumping at the sensation of touch on my shoulders.
When I opened my eyes, Scott was standing in front of me, leaning down to look me in the eyes. The two of us said nothing as I continued to sob and Scott slowly held my body, sending soft whispers in my ears.
“We’ll be okay” I don’t know how many times Scott had said this by now. I’m not even sure I believed it anymore. Or if I did in the first place.
-
When we awoke, I was back inside my room on the floor resting on top of Scott, who was rubbing gentle circles on my back. I looked up at him to see him already staring back at me and smiled gently.
Apparently the night before had worn all three of us out, as we had woken up in the late afternoon, and Kira wasn’t awake at all. We sat there for a few moments before I was called by Lydia.
They found Stiles.
We called Deaton and he met Aiden and Lydia at the house, giving him an inspection. He had a wound on his stomach, but it was healing, which wasn’t good for us.
Aiden wanted to tie him down, but he was instead given Kanima venom, and then Stiles teased the boy, making him worry about his twin. Scott pulled me backwards trying to keep me from getting hurt, but he was only protecting me from getting hurt physically.
Aiden left and the rest of us tried hard to think of a plan. The scroll said to change his body, but there were ethical implications of biting him as well. Scott wanted to call Derek. Lydia instead called Peter.
Peter told us that this was something that would be fixed in the mind, not the body. With this information, he pointed to Scott and said that he would be using his alpha claws to get inside Stiles’ consciousness and pull it out. He needed to take me in with him.
Scott kept asking questions as to what we should do when we find the real Stiles. Peter was very vague in his answers as he placed one of Scott’s claws behind Stiles’ neck, then behind mine. Both Scott and I were skeptical at the effectiveness of this plan, but we were running out of time.
Scott then took a deep breath and we entered Stiles’ consciousness. When we “woke up” we were strapped down to some hospital beds. I think we’re at Eichen House.
“Scott” I whispered out while struggling against the straps.
“Try to break free” I ordered. I turned to see Scott make a face, so I provided further explanation.
“I’m weak in here. I can’t use my powers, but I can feel them” I stopped struggling.
“You should be able to use yours” I nodded and pleaded him for help. He nodded slightly before mustering the strength to break free of his restraints, then rushed over to help me out of mine.
“No pain though, right?” Scott rubbed my wrist and looked towards me curiously.
“Not yet” I looked at the only door in the room. The boy made a face of disappointment before following my eyeline. He started walking forwards and gently pushed me behind him. I followed closely behind as he opened the door, but shut once he was through, thoroughly trapping me inside.
“Scott?” I tried opening the door with the handle.
“Scott!” I started banging on the door.
I turned around and was met with a familiar scene. Family day dance. Neither Stiles nor my dad showed up. I started walking forwards as I walked through the hallways, looking in to see my friends' rooms empty.
“Brett?” I yelled out as my voice echoed through the halls. I continued searching through the rooms until my sights landed on a familiar figure. My breathing became harder to control as I backed away from the nogitsune, running towards the end of the hall.
Once I opened the doors to the main lounging area, the nogitsune was standing right in front of me. I beelined for the path behind me and avoided looking behind me to watch the creature get closer and closer. I kept going until I noticed that one of the doors were closed and as I got closer, I realized that it was my old room.
Taking a chance with fate, I turned hard to enter my old room and was met with an endless white room with pillars lining the sides and white lights all across the ceiling.
I kept looking around me until I noticed that Scott ran up next to me. We both gave each other a once over before noticing Scott sitting across the room. He was playing a game with the nogitsune.
The boy gave me a subtle nod before we both started running towards the two. After making no progress, I remembered that Stiles was technically a part of Scott’s pack. His best friend. How do pack members signal their locations to each other? They roar. And that’s what Scott did.
Stiles immediately noticed the two of us and ended his game with the nogitsune making Scott and I wake up with a gasp. I grabbed the back of my neck as I stood up and a familiar boy gave me another once over, this time in person.
I watched Peter pull Lydia away and Scott noticed that my attention was elsewhere. He questioned their conversation but was ignored until Stiles suddenly became alert and started pulling medical wrap out of his mouth until it was a pile on the floor.
A hand reached out from the pile and started to emerge from the floor, all of us backed away until it was all the way out, and Scott and Peter fought to restrain him, until we peeled back the wrap and noticed that it was Stiles. The real Stiles. The nogitsune, he was gone and he took Lydia with him.
I sat behind Scott, racing against the clock to make it to Eichen House. Once we made it, I quickly got out from behind Scott and ran up to my family.
“Why didn’t you tell me” I pleaded.
“Because I knew you’d try to stop me” Stiles explained. A conversation then started about the ups and downs about this institution. Dad knew about the supernatural world and would follow his son’s wants always, but what scared him in actuality, was the MRI scans which proved identical to his wife’s. Stiles didn’t want to hurt us.
If we couldn’t find a cure, he didn’t want to ever be let out.
“Stiles” I stepped forward to reach out toward my brother.
“Why don’t you wait out here sweetheart” My dad stepped in front of my brother and placed his hands on my shoulders.
“I’ll take you home afterwards” He smiled gently. I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. I watched as he gestured towards Scott, who carefully pulled me into his arms, holding my head into his chest. The boy didn’t speak, but I knew he felt the same. We were helpless.
I breathed out roughly and placed my hands on Scott’s chest.
“You can head home. I’ll be fine out here” Scott made a face.
“Lily, I’m not just going to leave you out here alone. Not when-” He paused, seeing tears well up in my eyes.
“Scott” I whispered.
“I just-” I swallowed.
“I just want to be home right now” My eyes flickered to the ground briefly.
“Then, I’ll take you and we can-”
“Scott” He paused once more and cupped my cheek.
“Please” I wrapped my hand around his wrist and pulled it off of my face.
I could tell Scott was going against his instincts. Walking away right now was killing him, but it had to be done, if I was to find a solution to my brother’s illness.
“Okay” He whispered in reply.
“You know I love you, right?” He hesitated to touch me. I nodded in reply. He paused before walking away, getting on his motorcycle and driving away. I hugged his jacket closer to my body and waited until he was out of view before moving.
It was like everything was hitting me now. Stiles’ had a demon fox inside of him. He had a supernatural roommate. I had done nothing to help him. I rejected the fact that there was anything wrong with him at all, and I did nothing when he stabbed me in the stomach, rendering me useless as the nogitsune gained more power. I was helpless.
I started walking towards the school, sending a quick text to my dad on the way,
spending the night with Scott
call me if you need me
I continued my journey until I entered the school, having to use my powers to enter. I beelined for the basement and entered the Hale vault without a second thought.
“Time to get to work” I whispered out.
-
After all that time, I had found nothing in my mother’s spell books. No spell, no potion, no combination of essences could be used to fix this problem. If I wanted to fix this on my own, I’d have to make my own spell.
I continued searching for bits and pieces of spells I could use when a throbbing pain hit my vision. I was back in the basement, that actually turned out to be the den. The grates above, Stiles had seen them. The basement. It’s the basement at Echo House. Eichen House.
“Damn” I was pulled out of the vision and placed my hands on my head.
“He’s not safe there” I whispered out and grabbed my coat, starting to head towards the entrance of the vault. It was then that I watched five pairs of steps enter my vicinity.
Adrenaline immediately filled my heart and I hesitated pulling out my blades before realizing that there was something familiar about the group, then Scott, Allison, Lydia, and the twins appeared in my view.
“I knew you’d be here” I relaxed a bit at the sight of my friends, then tensed at the memory of where we were.
“What are you doing here?” I questioned and walked forwards.
“We need your help” Allison stated simply. I made a face before replying.
“No. I mean what are you doing here” I gestured to the space around me.
“In my family’s secret vault” The group turned sheepish at this.
“How did you even get in?” I questioned and focused my attention on Scott.
“The entrance was unlocked. Listen” He walked closer.
“I didn’t know where you were. Your dad thought you were with me, I thought you were with your dad, you weren’t at Derek’s loft, in the woods” He paused and placed his hand on my cheek.
“I thought Stiles had-” He trailed off and started rubbing his thumb against my skin.
“That still doesn’t tell me why you brought them here” I spoke while separating my skin from his.
“I didn’t think” He replied honestly.
“I was worried” My hardened expression softened slightly before turning my attention to the other bodies in the room.
“What’s the plan?”
-
I sat hidden behind a police car, watching the armed vehicle, waiting for Allison’s que. I could feel Scott’s eyes on me as I forced myself to not match sights with him. I bit the inside of my cheek as I focused harder on the task at hand.
Allison lowered her crossbow and turned towards me.
“You’re up” She spoke and I nodded slightly in reply. I walked towards the vehicle swiftly and placed the tracker on the vehicle preparing to head back to my friends when the door swung open and my route back was no longer clear. I stayed close to the doors and walked around to the tire, then ducked, trying not to be seen.
I heard Parrish open the passenger door, jump slightly, then turn to the back, only to be rendered unconscious by a mystery creature. I made a face at this and looked to Scott and Allison for a go. Both shook their heads slightly as they stood up and walked closer until they were right behind the man.
The three of us stood in a line, Scott doing the talking, Allison doing the intimidating, and me trying not to get this ordeal over with.
I just had to do this for Scott- Stiles. For Stiles.
It was after negotiations wouldn’t be going anywhere that Allison released her crossbow, taking the first shot. There was no holding back from there, Kincaid immediately threw me against the wall before I could block with a shield, forcing me to take time to recover instead of protecting my friends.
I watched through gritted teeth as one by one, my friends were rendered useless, until the twins showed up, trying to save the fight. I took this time pushing myself to stand until the twins were worn out, and it was just Kincaid and I standing.
“I think I’ve heard a lot about you” He teased.
“Lillian Hale” He looked me up and down.
“It’s a pleasure” He smiled. I replied by sending energy blasts towards the man, making him weakened enough for me to strike physically. I ran forwards and jumped into the air to punch the wolf in the face, making him fall to the floor. I walked until I was standing above Kincaid and held energy orbs in both hands, ready to disarm until I was stopped.
“Stop!” Lydia spoke and stepped closer to me.
“Lily! Stop” Scott yelled from the ground and I snapped my head towards him before reluctantly raising my hands in the air, making my eyes turn back to their natural color.
The twins wanted me to continue, much to Scott’s dismay, but we all listened to the alpha. Eventually Kincaid was left alone and we got the finger and the scroll.
-
Scott eventually coerced me into going back home with him, but not before stopping my Deaton’s to get a loose translation of the scroll which said that one way to get a nogitsune out is to change the body of the host.
“Which begs the question. How do we change the body of the host?” Deaton asked.
“By turning it into a werewolf” Scott answered simply.
After that we quickly said out goodbyes, marinating in this new information which opened doors to possible solutions. Before getting on Scott’s bike, I hesitated by walking a few paces slower than the wolf.
“You coming?” Scott noticed my reluctance and turned around.
I said nothing as my eyes flickered to the ground below us.
“Lil, if you don’t want to come back with me, you don’t, but it’s always a choice, okay?” Scott spoke softly and hesitated before grabbing my hands.
I said nothing in reply.
“Okay well I’ll-” Scott started walking backwards.
“It’s all my fault” I whispered out. Scott paused before answering.
“What?” Scott walked back so he was right in front of me.
“I should’ve known. If I hadn’t been so stupid I could’ve fixed this before if put Stiles’ life in danger” I started raising my voice and continued avoiding eye contact.
“I sat here and I did nothing. I didn’t want to believe that he was sick, so I just sat there like an empty shell” I paused as tears started to well in my eyes and I lifted my head to look at Scott.
“I froze and watched him as he stabbed you with a blade and tortured you so he could take your pain and gain more power” Tears were now freely flowing down my cheeks.
“And now I don’t know what to do” I lifted my arms in the air and quickly dropped them, swallowing to collect myself for a moment.
“All that time in the vault and I couldn’t find one spell to fix this” Scott moved closer and placed his arms around my body.
“What are we going to do?” I sobbed into his shoulder.
“I don’t know” Scott replied honestly while petting the back of my head.
“But we’ll figure it out together” He paused and placed a kiss on the back of my head.
“We’ll be alright. All of us” He pulled back so I could look him in the eyes.
“I promise” He moved his hand to wipe away my tears with his thumb. I smiled slightly and placed my forehead against his, breathing in this moment.
As usual, however, a building pressure resounded in my head and I fought to keep myself standing, relying on Scott for support.
“Lily? What’s wrong?” Scott was worried and tried hard to get me to look him in the eyes.
Once the pressure evened out, I opened my eyes and stared blankly at the space beside Scott’s head.
All of our eyes slowly turned towards the wire which was now on the ground below, after hearing the words that followed out of my mouth. Both the boys helped me stand as we no rushed down the stairs, trying to see what was happening, only to see that Kira was openly absorbing the energy from the loose cable.
Derek then noticed that Issac was on the ground and rushed towards him. He wasn’t breathing.
-
I woke up in the middle of the night, unable to go back to bed. My mind was racing with uncertainty and it was doubled. Wherever Stiles was, he wasn’t in control, and he was scared.
Sometime after the sun rose, I swung my legs over the bed so they hung off and rested my head in my hands. I don’t know how long I stayed like that until a hand touched my shoulder, and I flinched in response.
“Hey” I turned my head to look at the boy.
“Just me” I smiled slightly.
Dad was busy overworking himself at the station, wracking his brain, trying to find Stiles, which would’ve left me alone overnight, so I opted to spend the night with Scott. We both needed a little comfort right now.
-
The three of us entered the hospital and rose to the floor where Issac was being kept, only to find that Allison had been there all night. No one was allowed to see the boy, no one was his family, but Melissa had a solution to his locked door.
The woman swiped her keycard, allowing the three of us to enter the room. Issac wasn’t healing, and he was still in a ton of pain. Scott placed his hand on the boy’s forearm and started taking away his pain, and continued though his breath started getting shaky.
“Scott” The boy’s head snapped towards me and he gently let go of Issac. This wouldn’t help him heal, but he wouldn’t be in as much pain.
-
Scott talked with Kira, trying to figure out more about the nogitsune, and found out that they’re tricksters. They do things for the fun of them, but once you piss one off, they become deeply offended. Someone pissed off this nogitsune.
I stood in my science class, working on the problems on the board, when I heard an emitter go off somewhere in the school. I quickly excused myself from the classroom and headed towards the noise. Along the way, a migraine started to form in my temples, but I pressed forward, trying to find the source of the noise.
The sound led me all the way to the basement, where a figure stood at the end of the hallway. He was turned around, so I walked closer, until realization hit my brain.
“Stiles” I whispered out. Three pairs of feet then followed closely behind me, and I didn’t have to turn around to guess who they were. The boy then turned around and promised that this was the real Stiles.
The twins didn’t seem to believe this, however, as they charged towards the boy, which caused me to turn around and create a shield in front of me. It was too late though, one of the twins had gotten through and shoved me against the lockers, catching my point of weakness. Then, from the floor, I watched as Stiles was held against the wall by his neck, and I furrowed my eyebrows before raising a hand to throw one of the twins against the wall opposite me, Scott aiming to do the same.
The alpha had to resort to forcing obedience from the omegas. After everyone was settled down, Stiles promised once more that he was himself, and he proved it by showing us what he did and what he used.
I pushed myself to stand and watched the conversation take place. After that, we placed all the evidence on the table and tried to make sense of it. We figured out that the nogitsune was planning on doing something with the cross country trail, and we made our way to the spot.
Once there, Stiles stopped everyone from continuing the trail, then reached the ground, to uncover a chain, which connected to nothing. It was only after then, that coach tripped a tripwire, and got himself shot in the abdomen with an arrow. All the students rushed around him as he started to freak out and panic.
We tried to calm him down to no success, which led Aiden to tell everyone to get back, so we could help him. Scott moved to take the Coach’s pain, while Stiles stressed out over the pain he was causing, and how bad the situation could’ve been.
I hesitated for a moment before throwing myself at Stiles and forcing him into a hug, to which he reluctantly accepted.
The ambulance then arrived and took Coach away, Aiden tried to find more evidence which led us to another potential hazard created by Stiles. A bus bomb.
We all rushed to the bus loop, making sure to fill everyone in on the potential threat. Mr. Yukimura spearheaded the evacuation of the area, while Dad made sure that the threat was real. I watched from a safe distance as we were all kept in the dark for now. Stiles passed his weight from one foot to the other while I felt his heart rate peak. The migraine hadn’t gone away either.
It was then revealed that the box didn’t have a bomb in it, but it wasn’t empty. Parrish walked to the front of the bus and held up my dad’s plaque against the window.
“The station” I whispered.
“It’s at the station” I spoke a little louder, trying to calm my nerves.
-
Once at the station, we saw the damage that the bomb had done. What made it worse, I had family that experienced the damage.
“Derek!” I yelled out and broke free from Scott’s grasp.
“What happene-” I looked at both the men.
“Why are you both here?” I questioned.
“It’s a long story” Argent explained.
“Are you okay?” My focus was now completely on the wolf, who had shards of glass sticking out of his back.
“I’ll be fine” He reassured me. I opened my mouth to speak, but was pulled away by Scott.
“We gotta get out of here” He pleaded. I turned back around to look at Derek, who nodded gently.
The four of us then made our way to the animal clinic, as it was closer than Scott’s house, but was still lined with mountain ash. It would have to work for the night.
We made it to the building, but it was too late. The Oni had arrived, and they were hungry for a battle. Scott urged Stiles to get inside, and the wolf tried to get me to follow him, I was halfway inside the door as I watched Kira hold her own. I smirked a little and hesitated helping them out when Stiles pulled me inside of the door a little further.
I was about to follow him completely when I felt a tear in my heart. Without thinking, I knew it was Scott, and I broke free from the boy’s grasp to find him with a sword in his abdomen. I used an energy blast to throw the Oni away from him while Kira and Stiles helped the alpha inside. I followed quickly behind and watched as the girl tried to pull the blade out from Scott, but was stopped by Stiles rendering her unconscious.
I ran forward to do something, anything, but was stopped by a simple motion. Stiles lifted his hand up in the air. Scott pleaded for the boy to stop, but he continued and twisted the knife deeper into his body.
“Scott” I stepped closer as my eyes glowed red.
“Don’t” The boy pleaded. I halted my movements and forced myself to watch as my eyes started to water.
“You really should’ve done your reading, Scott” Stiles teased. He then went on to explain that nogitsunes feed on chaos, strife, and pain. He continued by pointing out that Scott took pain from a lot of people today, and that he would now be feeding on it. Then, he placed his hand on the boy’s cheek and took his pain, but paused, and pulled the blade out from his abdomen.
“But” He paused.
“Everyone knows that the greatest pain for an alpha, is to go after their mate” Stiles then turned around to face me and quickly stabbed me in the stomach with the same blade.
“NO” Scott reached out to stop him, but was stopped by an elbow to the face.
“You like this?” Stiles leaned closer to my body, my tears mixing in with the rain droplets from before. The nogitsune now twisted the blade in my body, just as he had done to Scott, which caused me to groan out in pain.
“Don’t touch her!” He tried to get up again, but was this time stopped by Stiles’ foot.
“Watching your loved ones in pain?” He turned around to tease Scott for a moment, then turned back to me. I could hear Scott yelling out in disagreement but tried to focus on the boy in front of me.
“It’s like a two for one” He smiled slightly.
“You’re in pain” He ran his fingers across my cheek as he rammed the blade in deeper.
“And you’re in pain” He turned back around to watch Scott writhing on the floor.
“You should learn” He made a face, then turned back to me.
“Not to trust a fox. They’re tricksters” He smiled.
“They’ll fool you. They’ll fool everyone” He tilted his head cockily before Deaton showed up, and injected something into his neck, making him fall to the floor. I let out a sigh of relief at the disarmament of my brother but groaned silently when Deaton had to pull the blade out of me.
I walked backwards until I hit the wall and slid down until I was sitting on the floor, hands pressed against my wound. Scott tried to find out what Deaton injected into Stiles, while making his way over to me.
“I’m sorry” He whispered shakily and placed his hand on my cheek.
“It’s not your fault” I shook my head slightly. Deaton then went on to explain that the fox inside of Stiles had been poisoned, but it was not dead. The boy would be back to himself for a while.
-
“I’m sorry”
“Stop apologizing” I groaned out and sat upright.
“I-I don’t know what else to do” He paused and copied my movements.
“You keep getting put in danger” He hesitated.
“Because of me” I shook my head at this and scooted closer to the boy.
“Scott” I placed my hands on his cheeks.
“I am a Hale witch. Something that shouldn’t even be possible” My eyes widened slightly.
“Even if I weren’t with you, I’d still be in danger” I pointed out. Scott paused before replying.
“I know” He grabbed onto my hands and placed them into his lap, eyes following them.
“I just” He paused.
“I love you. And I hate seeing you get hurt” He paused once more.
“Because of me” I scoffed and placed my hands on his shoulders.
“Scott. I’ll repeat it as many times as you need to hear it” I started shaking his shoulders.
“It’s not your fault” He chuckled at my movements and ran his hand along my cheek.
“I love you too” I replied, holding onto his wrist and accepting the kiss that followed soon after.
“We’ll get through this” I placed my forehead against his.
I could feel myself tossing and turning as my thoughts started to diverge deeper and deeper until my dreams started to feel real. These feelings, Stiles’ feelings, were starting to feel like my feelings.
I woke up with a jolt in a room that was not my own. I was groggy. My vision was having a hard time adjusting. My hand flew up to my head to find that there was something restraining it. My eyes flew to the restraints and found a chain cuff, linking me to the wall. I groaned silently before pushing myself to rest against the wall, and found myself hearing another voice. My vision finally focused enough for me to see the owner of the sound and found myself staring at my brother.
“Stiles?” I spoke hoarsely through the air. The boy stopped talking for a moment to reply.
“Lily?” Stiles’ breathing calmed slightly. And overwhelming nausea started to overtake me as Stiles continued speaking. I could only barely figure out that Scott was on the other end and my heart rate peaked for a moment at the thought of him before my vision started to blur once more, and I fell into unconsciousness again.
When I woke once more, dropped in the middle of a conversation. A conversation? It seemed that Stiles was talking with another being inside of the room. A being who was covered in bandages, and had metal teeth. The being talked about trying to save us. Both of us.
The conversation then continued, as my shivers started getting more intense, and the figure started speaking riddles towards us.
“Everyone has it, but no one can lose it” Neither of us knew the answer. The figure got more and more upset until he screamed in my brother’s face, causing me to hide my face and close my eyes tightly. I stayed still as I heard my brother’s screams get farther and farther away, causing my insides to fill up with grief.
Usually I would’ve jumped to take a bullet for my Stiles, but now, more than every, I felt hopeless. Like I was unable to move, speak, or breathe, and my actions showed this.
The silence filled the room until I heard a voice speak out to me.
“Lilian” I squeezed my eyes tighter and struggled to move my body.
“This is Agent McCall. You’re safe” My mind sparked with interest suddenly. Agent McCall. McCall. Scott McCall. My Scott. My eyes jolted open and I slowly moved my head to look at the owner of the voice. It was indeed Agent McCall. I looked back at my hand and noticed there was no chain attached. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
My breath shook slightly as I went against my instincts and reached my hand out to match his, only to be met with gently hands surrounding my body, helping me exit the… den?
Once out, I was met with worried Melissa, working to calm Stiles. I turned back to the owner of the warm hands keeping me standing, only to confirm that it was Agent McCall.
“You’re okay” He looked at me, then Melissa.
“You both are”
-
I couldn’t sleep. Not once we got to the hospital. Not when I was given sedation. Not when I knew what was going on inside of my head. Not when I knew what was going on inside of Stiles’ head. The nurses checked the two of us out quickly, allowing us to rest.
Soon after we were left alone, Dad entered the room, rushing to give us both a hug. He tried to reassure us that we would be okay, but I was full of doubt.
“Your friends are outside. Want me to send them in?” He questioned gently. I pondered for a moment before answering.
“Scott” I paused.
“Can I see Scott?” I questioned while looking up at the man.
“Yeah kiddo” He ruffled my hair gently.
“I’ll send him in” He spoke.
“Just don’t wake your brother up” My head turned towards the boy. I nodded in reply.
I sat on my bed silently, staring out the window at the stars lining the sky and breathed out silently. I continued doing this calming motion until the door opened, and the boy I had been waiting for walked through.
“Why aren’t you asleep?” I shrugged slightly in reply to which he made a face.
I smiled softly at the sight of him and accepted his embrace once he got close enough.
“I’m sorry” He whispered.
“For what?” I questioned as we pulled apart.
“I don’t know, I just-” He paused, and I moved to motion him to lay beside me.
“If I hadn’t heard you on that phone call, I wouldn’t have even known that you were missing and the fact that you had to go through that without-”
“Scott” I placed my hand on his cheek.
“I’m okay. It’s not your fault” He placed his hand over mine and brought it to his chest.
“You don’t get it. It’s like I can’t live without you. I can’t breathe, I can’t focus, nothing I do would matter if I didn’t get to see you at the end of the day” He paused to kiss the hand he was holding.
“You don’t think the mate bond goes both ways” I teased and smiled slightly. He chuckled softly before returning to a serious demeanor.
“I’m sorry I had you worried, but I’m fine now” I promised.
“We’re okay now” Scott sighed at this and placed his forehead against mine. We stayed like this for a moment before we pulled apart, and the boy moved to make both him and me more comfortable. I laid my head on his chest, relaxing from the rising and falling of his chest as I watched my brother sleep.
“I’m worried about him though” Scott looked down at me, then at the other bed in the room.
“I wasn’t there because of me” The boy tried to calm me further by tracing patterns along my back gently.
“I was there because of our connection” I sighed and sunk further into Scott’s arms, which tightened its grip on me slightly.
-
I was woken up by movement from the boy underneath me. When he noticed my sudden consciousness, he placed a kiss on my forehead with his hand cupped behind my head before speaking.
“I gotta get to school” He explained.
“Are you gonna be okay?” He questioned and paused his movements.
“Yeah” I pushed myself to sit.
“Okay” Scott sat up next to me and cupped my cheek before speaking again.
“Call me if you need anything” His eyes flickered between mine. I nodded in reply. The boy stood and pulled on his jacket and paused before speaking again.
“I’ll be back later. They’re supposed to be running tests on Stiles all afternoon” He explained. I nodded once more in reply. Scott stepped closer to me and leaned down to give me a kiss.
“Bye Lil”
“Bye Scott”
-
The day went by quickly. I mostly droned about, watching whatever show would pop up on the tv while nurses would come in every couple of hours to take our vitals. Stiles slept most of the time, only waking up to eat or pee.
When two o’clock hit, the tests started. They were simple at first, which meant they could be done inside of the room, that was until it was time for the MRI, and I was brought back to a moment I had with Melissa.
Scott arrived just in time as Stiles and I were moved to the testing room and gave me a quick hug in greeting.
Stiles sat on the machine as the doctor explained what would be happening, and dad assured him that we would be on the other side of the wall, then left him alone with Scott and I.
Stiles explained what his mother had, and that that was what they were looking for. Something with no cure. Both of us assured him that if he had something, we would both do something about it, which led to a long hug containing the three of us.
“I love you big bro” Stiles chuckled at this cheesy nickname and smiled when I pulled away.
-
Before we exited the room, Scott forced me to put on his jacket, assuring me that this was the only way he’d let me stay outside of my room. If I had his flimsy canvas jacket on. Once in the hallway, we were met with Derek, who rushed at the sight of me to hug me tightly.
“Why doesn’t anyone tell me what happens” He lifted his hands up in defeat before speaking again.
“Are you okay?” He looked down at me. I nodded in reply. Scott gently grabbed my hand to pull me to sit as the two boys started to converse. The conversation was simple and vague as Derek explained that Kira jump started the nogitsune inside of Stiles. The conversation then ended with a realization. Stiles was trying to protect everyone else.
And with that, the three of us rushed to the roof, trying to find signs of struggle. We ended up finding a tool bag which led our vision to a gnawed out wire. It continued sparking until it broke in two and started flailing about the sky.
My vision blurred and a sharp pain sent me crashing to the ground.
“Lily” I felt a hand on my lower back. I screamed out in pain before letting out labored breaths.
“It’s Stiles” I paused before looking up at the two men.
After confirming that everyone was okay, Scott and I followed Issac and Allison to the Argent’s apartment, to learn more about the figures from someone who had seen them before. Before the explanation fully began, however, we noticed that the figures hadn’t gone for everyone, they only came after the werewolves and Lydia.
Argent explained that during his first gun deal, it was supposed to be a simple exchange, but as soon as the sun set, the figures arrived, carrying straight swords dark as night. It was a bloodbath. Issac questioned if the buyers were marked, but they weren’t searching around the bodies, the went straight for a certain man, who turned out to be supernatural.
We didn’t know what he might’ve been, but Argent knew someone who might. Katashi, or Silverfinger: because of an unusual prosthetic. And better yet, he was in the country.
-
All of that information had to sit back in our minds, however, because we were still kids. We had an education to get.
I sat behind Scott on his motorcycle, with my hands clasped tightly around his waist. I watched my surroundings pass by me quickly drowsily until two more vehicles surrounded us on either side. My head snapped from one boy to the other before rolling my eyes as we made our way into the school’s parking lot.
Scott turned his head to look towards me after taking his helmet off, then speaking. The three boys had a short conversation about keeping Scott safe, yet the boy persisted that he didn’t need protection.
“Both of you” Ethan spoke.
“They were looking right at you two when the sun came up” Aiden explained. I made a face before pointing out that they disappeared. Scott explained Argent’s theory: that they only came out at night. They boys disregarded our words and persisted.
Scott quickly interlaced my fingers with his as he told the boys his plan to talk to Stiles, then we set that plan into motion. The boy led the two of us into our science classroom before explaining all the evidence he found, which conveniently disappeared. He was convinced that he was after Barrow’s movements. Scott and I exchanged worried glances as the solution was forced upon the boy: to go home and rest.
We didn’t get to tell Stiles the events of last night, but we confirmed that we weren’t the only subjects left to be marked. Kira.
-
“Hey, I did my part, but I’m gonna have to bail” I spoke to the boy.
“Wait, why?” Scott questioned.
“Stiles ended up going to the hospital. I’m just going to go check up on him” I explained. Scott made a face, then pulled me into his arms.
“Keep me updated” He pleaded.
“You too” I pulled back.
“Kira understands. The twins won’t be a problem” I teased before reaching into my backpack and pulling out what I assumed to be crucial parts. Scott chuckled, then kissed my forehead in a quick goodbye before we went our separate ways.
“Just make it back to me before nighttime” Scott held onto my hand when I moved to walk away.
I didn’t speak, but nodded instead, before squeezing the boy’s hand and walking away.
-
Once I reached the hospital, I found Melissa, standing right outside Stiles’ door holding onto a folder carefully, highlighting certain parts.
“Melissa? Is everything okay?” She flinched at the sound but her eyes softened once she saw who the voice belonged to. She hesitated before nodding her head for me to follow her.
I walked slightly behind her until we ended up in the medical records room, where Melissa then explained her theory: Stiles was developing the same disease that his mother had.
“I’m sorry Lillian” Melissa tried.
“We don’t know this for sure yet” I shook my head and avoided eye contact. Melissa didn’t say anything, but offered me a sympathetic look instead.
Noticing my sudden drop in mood, the woman tried to comfort me and apologized for crossing boundaries in the first place. I quickly stopped her attempts.
“It’s not your fault” I shook my head, looking down at the floor.
“Truth be told, I had a feeling the cause might’ve been genetic” I chuckled to myself as a tear fell from my eye. Melissa made a face and wrapped her arms around mine and I allowed myself to be embraced.
“Why don’t you head back home with me, my shift is almost up and we can watch a movie or something. I can see the toll your brother is having on you” She pulled back to look me in the eye.
“I know your dad is trying hard to keep it together, but…” She trailed off when she saw my face.
“No, it’s not that, it’s just… Scott has a different plan” I smiled slightly.
“Hardly stress free”
-
The drive back to the McCall house was filled with an explanation, as I noticed that Scott hadn’t informed his mother what would be taking place at their residence tonight. When we entered the building, however, we were met with a standoff, between Agent McCall and Scott and Kira.
The parents tried to diffuse the situation, but the three of us could only notice how dark it was getting. Then, a figure caught the older McCall’s eye. My eyes flickered to where his were focused on, and I silently watched as he got closer and closer, until he was stabbed mercilessly by the creature, causing uproar from the group.
The figure moved to begin a fight, until the door opened with a burst, a transformed Derek following quickly after. The two wolves and the figure fought hard until another figure appeared, causing me to pull Kira away from it, as two more wolves arrived: Aiden and Ethan.
Kira looked up at me for any source of guidance but was met with wandering eyes instead. I knew Kira would be fine if I left her to help my friends, but I knew that they would be fine, as Melissa had just dropped the mountain ash, successfully trapping the figures outside of the house.
Kira curiously walked towards the barrier after stepping out from behind me, then raised her hand towards the barrier, only for it to be successful towards her. I took that as a cue to walk towards Scott and placed my hand on his shoulder, confirming that he was unharmed. He gave me a look of relief, seeing that I was okay, until I turned to Derek.
“And where did you come from?” I made a face. The man simply explained that he had been following him all day, and me for part of it as well. He then walked away, leaving Scott and I to look at each other curiously.
“Lily! Scott, this isn’t good” The two of us moved quickly to follow Melissa’s voice, to be met with her and her ex on the floor, barely lucid. Melissa explained the extent of his issues and confirmed that he had to get to a hospital, or he wouldn’t make it. We were trapped in here until the sun rose.
“Lily” Melissa got my attention away from the wound.
“Can you help?” She questioned.
“Y-You mean-” I raised my hands in question. She nodded quickly and let out a shaky breath once I moved closer to the man. Scott and I exchanged a look before he exited the room and I began my work. It felt like ages since I had healed someone, and it showed. Though this process was more efficient than anything that could happen inside of an OR, it was not the fastest I had done it, but it would do.
I stayed focused until a rumbling shook the house unsteadily. I paused and looked at the blue tinge that now colored the window.
“You’re okay” Melissa promised.
“We’re okay” She looked at me then at the man on the floor. Who continued speaking vague questions at what I was doing.
“I need to talk to Scott” He looked at me, then Melissa.
“Hear my words” I continued as my eyes shone a little brighter.
“You are going to be okay” He tried to believe my words, but struggled.
-
After we got Agent McCall to the hospital, Scott and I searched for Stiles, but I could tell he wasn’t doing so while being focused.
“You haven’t been checked yet” He spoke aloud.
“You think I’m the nogitsune?” I questioned as I continued searching the rooms for my brother.
“No, I’m just worried” He admitted.
“Because you think I’m the nogitsune?” I asked again, but was stopped when we turned the corner, coming face to face with the oni.
“Maybe I am the nogistune” I made a face as I grabbed Scott’s hand out of instinct.
“You’re going to be okay” He promised as the Oni got closer and cupped my cheek, causing Scott to jump backwards and let go of my hand.
I stared into those bright firefly green eyes which greatly contrasted the cold empty feeling inside of my chest until suddenly, I was dropped to the floor, and was caught by warm hands.
“I got you” Scott whispered as he lowered me onto his lap. The boy ran his hand through my hair as I shivered and reached for his other hand.
“Check” I looked into his eyes before resting my forehead on his chest, allowing him to look behind my ear. He didn’t say anything, which caused me to look up at him curiously. He hesitated.
“It doesn’t say self” He explained.
“But surely if you were the nogitsune they would’ve gone after you. They wouldn’t have just left you here, right?” He questioned and instinctively pulled me closer to his body while ranting.
“If we can just get back to Argent, maybe he’ll be able to tell us-”
“No” I spoke against his body.
“We get to Stiles first” I pulled back to look him in the eyes. I could tell that he wanted to argue, but he nodded anyways and helped me to my feet.
We eventually made it to Stiles, who was standing by his lonesome in an operating room. He looked at the two of us in surprise before joining us so we could explain the events of today.
The five of us sat in my dad’s office, being interrogated by a different man, Scott’s father. The man continued questioning us as Stiles kept giving vague answers, causing my father and I to make eye contact and chuckle.
“Stiles, just, uh” I scratched the back of my head to play it off.
“Just answer the man” My father spoke.
“We made a good guess” Stiles answered.
“What were the two of you doing?” Agent McCall asked. I looked up from my fingers to see his eyes flickering between Scott and I.
“Nothing”
“Hanging out” Scott and I both spoke. I winced slightly trying to keep firm eye contact with the man. The two adults then discussed for a moment which caused us the be trusted enough to leave, but not without Kira’s phone- it was evidence.
-
“Are we seriously going to school?” I questioned while entering the vehicle.
“Who knows, maybe they have power by now” Stiles tried to stay hopeful and turned his key into the ignition.
“Well we wouldn’t know anyways, would we” I made a face.
-
“Go ahead” I gestured towards the school.
“I’ll catch up with you” I smiled slightly towards Stiles as he shrugged slightly and entered the building.
“No worries Lilian, you’ll be okay” I took a deep breath in.
“It’s not like there’s a serial killer on the loose” I paused.
“or like your brother came back from the dead a month ago” I whispered.
“You got this” I worked hard to keep my head up as I entered the building.
“You’re a freaking hale. Mate to an alpha” I kept speaking. I paused when I noticed Stiles and Scott speaking to one another by the lockers, but my eyes drifted towards Kira, who didn’t notice me. My eyes flickered between the two locations until I made a decision and started walking.
“Hi”
“Hey” The girl jumped slightly and smiled at me.
“How are you-” I paused, hearing two boys urge me to stop talking to Kira. I chuckled under my breath before continuing.
“What is it?” Kira made a face.
“Nothing” I tried to recover and painted an expression onto my face.
“I just wanted to see if you were alright” I paused.
“Not just physically, but” I placed an arm on her shoulder.
“emotionally” She hesitated.
“You can trust me” Her eyes left mine to look at the boys behind me.
“You can trust them too” I reassured and turned to watch the boys pretend like they weren’t listening in.
“Here” I grabbed onto the girl’s hand and led her to an empty classroom, making sure to turn my body towards the door to place a silencing spell onto it.
“Just us” I made sure to keep my distance now that we weren’t in a public area. Kira then went on to talk about the absurdity of yesterday, and asked me to take a picture of her, which showed an aura surrounding her body. She then explained that Barrow knew about this trait of hers and that her phone- which was at the station- contained these photos.
“We have to get your phone back”
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“I’ll do it” Scott stated.
“What?” I questioned.
“No, I’ll do it” The boy turned back to face me.
“Lily, I get that you can take care of yourself,” He placed his hand onto my cheek.
“But yesterday, I saw you get hit by a billion watts” I grabbed onto his wrist as his thumb rubbed over my cheek.
“I don’t want you to get hurt” He admitted.
“Scott, it’s a police station, not a vampire cult” I pointed out. He said nothing and kept his stern expression. It seemed to be a standoff between the two of us. I made a face and pursed my lips as the boy only persisted until I gave in.
“Fine” I groaned out and threw my arms up in defeat.
“Whatever” I rolled my eyes as the boy held my head and placed a kiss on my forehead.
This time I kept my stern expression as I watched Stiles explain all the card entries to the station to the pair. He didn’t steal them, he cloned them.
“Just think of it this way” Stiles started.
“Dad’s job is that much more safer” I sighed and looked up from my hands.
“I know” I slumped further into my seat.
“What?” I questioned when I noticed Stiles messing with a key on his keychain.
“Nothing” He seemed to hesitate before answering and tucked the keys back into his pocket. I made a face before relaxing, until the two of us noticed that Scott’s father had arrived. We didn’t have enough time to inform Scott at the pace the man was entering the building.
We ran into the building and in front of the man as Stiles instigated the banter meant to distract. Stiles brought up a key point in Barrow’s case which Agent McCall already knew, because our father brought it up. This caused a comment to fall out of the elder’s mouth, setting off a string of digs from Stiles, which actually seemed to mess with him.
“Stiles” I placed a hand on his shoulder as he turned to look at me sadly, before we exited the building. Moments later, Kira and Scott exited as well, having completed the mission.
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After the mission was a success, Scott decided to take Kira to a party, wanting to become closer to the girl full of mysteries.
“You sure?” Scott asked.
“Yeah” I brushed a hand through my hair.
“I’m just not feeling like partying tonight” I admitted.
“You have fun though” I smiled at him and then my eyes flickered to Kira, who smiled back at me.
I was actually feeling okay about how the night had gone, that was until I learned that the party was taking place at Derek’s loft.
“No way” I spoke aloud as I jolted out of bed and put on a sweatshirt to get ready to leave.
“Dad” I called.
“I’m leaving, I’ll be back later” I continued and waited for an answer that never came.
“Huh” I made a face and paused before taking a deep breath and portaling to Derek’s compound. I looked up at the building and stared at the flashing lights before noticing some dark figures on my cousin’s balcony.
“What the-” My instincts then kicked into full gear as a silent scream rang through the air and I watched who I thought was Lydia, fall to the ground. I struggled to breathe as I blinked and found myself next to said girl, who was now on the ground.
“Lydia” I dropped down to my knees and swallowed to catch my breath.
“Somebody help!” I looked up and yelled before focusing my attention back onto the girl below me.
“Lydia” I placed my hands on the girl’s cheeks.
“What happened?” I was met with silence and no eye contact as two figures arrived, Aiden and Danny.
“She’s freezing” Aiden spoke alarmed. The three of us then took her inside as Aiden held on to the girl in front of the heating vent, Danny went to look for some blankets. I dropped down onto the ground next to her and looked around before making eye contact with the boy.
“Do it” He whispered.
“Lydia” I placed her head into my palms as my eyes glowed a faint red.
“Look at me” I pleaded, until I was sucked into her feelings, her memory- dark figures, came out of the shadows, cold, soulless. There was something familiar about it though, something familial? I tried to process the images as I was pulled back into my own head, jumping backwards, hearing a roar from- Derek?
Chaos then seemed to occur, as guests started leaving the room, a handful of us being left five dark, cold, soulless figures. I pushed myself to my feet as Aiden gave Lydia to Danny, making him exit with everyone else. All the figures then turned towards Aiden and I.
“Guys, they’re all looking at us” The boy pointed out, which made me step a few steps away. They kept their gazes locked on Aiden.
“They’re looking at you” Aiden gave me a pleading look so I walked back slightly in front of the boy and created blades in my hand as I prepared to fight.
“Lily” My eyes flickered towards Scott, before returning to the figures, who had taken a step forward.
“Why are they all looking at me?” They kept walking forwards, until finally, Scott made the first move, urging me to follow, quickly noticing that these creatures really were soulless, creatures of the night, just figures. Just figures?
I watched, one by one, as my cousin, me, and my boyfriend fell to the ground, effectively disarmed by the figures. They seemed to be content, until Issac threatened the group, making a sword appear from one of their insides. The beta then faltered as the figure continued to threaten.
“Someone do something” Allison called out.
I smiled slightly at the sight and created a portal from the ground to one of the pillars, allowing me to rest my weight on it as I mustered up some more courage. I took a deep breath, earning strength from the sight of my loved ones on the ground and forced my knives to enter my hands once more. I pushed myself off of the wall in front of the figure once more.
I held my own and maybe even could have defeated the figures, but I lost my focus, my thoughts were washing away, my mind wasn’t filled with my own feelings anymore, and when I arrived back to me, I was on the floor groaning in pain from the impacts. I looked up to see Scott looking at me worridly, then to Aiden, who was now being held, and eventually marked by the figures, just before they disappeared from the sunlight.
Scott immediately pushed himself off of the floor and gave me a one over, before placing his hands on my cheeks and pressing his forehead against mine.
“You okay?” He whispered against my lips. I nodded in reply as he pulled back to look at me once more.
“What the hell were those things?” Scott moved to help me up as his question left a silence in the air.
I saw Issac say something to Allison, though I couldn’t focus on the words specifically, to which he then explained to us Mr. Argent’s supposed connection with the masked figures.
