Still in the woods, Stiles and I begin to search for Scott. Well, I do. Stiles just follows me.
I soon feel an immense pain go throughout my body. It causes me to clutch my chest and fall to me knees.
"Tessa!" Stiles yells, coming to my side. "Are you okay?"
I bite my lip to stop form screaming. Something's seriously wrong with Derek.
"Tess." Stiles repeats.
Inhaling, I let out a shaky breathe than look at Stiles as the pain resides.
"I'm fine." I say.
"Really? Because you didn't look fine."
"I'm fine." I reiterate.
"Tess. Look, I know you're lying, okay? I don't know about the others, but I know you're hiding something from us. You can tell me."
"Alright. Just, promise you won't tell the others. Scott especially."
"Sure. Yup. You got it. Now tell me what's wrong."
"Derek."
"Derek?"
I sigh. "After he left, everything was fine. But, three days ago, I've been feeling frequent jolts of pain throughout my body. I know he's in trouble . I just- there's nothing I can do."
"He'll be fine. I mean, between the glares and not smiling, Derek's tough. But, why didn't you tell us?"
"Cause you all have things on your mind. Your own problems. I didn't want to burden you with my own."
Stiles gives me a smile and says,
"Your problems are my problems. Now, let's go find Scott."
I stand up and begin to search for Scott's scent. I quickly find it and begin to head towards it, Stiles on my trail. Soon, I run into Scott and him and Stiles scream.
"Oh." Stiles says. "I think we found something."
"So did I," Scott says.
Stiles begins to lead Scott to where we found a coyote's den.
"It's a coyote's den." I say.
"Were-coyote." Scott corrects.
Stiles moves forward into the den and picks up an old coat
"You see this?" He begins. "This is Malia's, remember. It's the same one she was wearing in the photo."
We look throughout the den and Scott picks up a teddy bear. Or, in this case, a dead teddy bear.
"We shouldn't be in here." Scott says.
"What do you mean?" Stiles questions.
"She's not gonna come back now. We just invaded her home. Our scent's gonna be everywhere." I realize.
"Well if she's not gonna comeback here, where's she gonna go?" Stiles asks.
"I don't know." Scott answers.
"Can you guys track her now? Do you think you've got her scent."
"Maybe. But I'm better at this when I'm a full wolf. I'm still worried that if I do it, I won't be able to turn back."
Stiles sighs. "The door's still open."
"If I can't get to Derek, we're gonna have to find someone else to help."
"This is basically a crime scene, right?" I ask.
"I think it might be a little out of my boss's league." Scott says.
"More in my dads." Stiles realizes.
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We called the Sheriff and him and a team came down. Exiting the den, Sheriff approaches us.
"You sure it was her?" He asks.
"I looked her right in the eyes and they glowed, juts like mine." Scott explains.
"Makes since dad." Stiles urges.
"But it wasn't a girl." Sheriff reminds. "It- it was a four legged coyote, right?"
"Well okay. See, that's the part that we don't exactly have figured out yet." Stiles admits.
"It was a full moon." I say. "And if she did change when her mom was driving than everything could've happend."
"Horrible things could've happened. Ripping, shredding, tearing things." Stiles adds.
"Which is probably what caused the accident." Scotty adds.
"Think about it dad, alright? They're driving, Malia starts to change, she goes out of control, the mom crashes and everybody dies." Stiles plans out.
"Except for Malia." I correct.
"She blames herself, alright? Goes off running into the woods and eventually becomes trapped in the body of a coyote."
"Well that makes sense." Sheriff ponders. "In a Chinese folk tale. Guys, this is- this is insane. I need this kept quiet. The three of you, not a word. I don't want anyone hearing about this, especially Mr. Tate."
"Sorry," Scott says. "What did you say?"
We than hear sirens approaching and more cops show up.
"Ah, hell." Sheriff S says.
Scott and I turn to the Sheriff's gaze and see our dad alongside Mr. Tate walking towards us.
"Mr. Tate." Sheriff acknowledges.
Mr. Tate takes the blanket which was in the Sheriff's hand.
"It's hers." He says.
"Alright, wait here." Rafael says.
"Dad." Scott and I begin.
"I'll talk to you two in a minute. I wouldn't mind hearing how your mom's okay with you running around in the woods this late."
He than walks towards the den.
"Dick." I mutter.
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The next day, Scott, Stiles, Allison, and I are in the back of a classroom, waiting for class to start. Stiles has his tablet out and is showing Allison where we found the den.
"Here's where we found the den. It's right in the middle of the hiking trails." Stiles explains.
"I can narrow it down. Coyotes travel on fixed trails but I think you're right about her not going back to the den. Coyotes don't like wolves and they're really smart. If they don't want to be heard, they walk on their toes." Allison informs us.
"Coyotes tiptoe?" Stiles asks.
"They tiptoe." Allison confirms.
"What?" Stiles mouths.
The bell soon rings, signaling the start of class.
"I gotta go but send me the location." Allison says as she departs.
"Okay." Stiles replys.
I quickly take my seat for history and see Scott and the new girl, Kira, talking. He so likes her. He can't make it anymore obvious.
"Alright everyone." Mr. Yukimura begins. "Let's get started. We were just talking about interment camps and prisoners of war. There's a passage in our reading that I'd like to go over in more detail. Who would like to come up and read a line for us?"
He's greeted with dead silence and no one raises their hand.
"My. Stilinski, how 'bout you?"
"Maybe- maybe someone else could." Stiles says.
"Everyone participates in my class Mr. Stilinski."
"Okay."
Stiles gets up and goes to the front of the classroom. Standing behind a podium, he tightly grips the sides of it. He soon looks up and seems really dizzy.
I immediately rise from my seat and go to him.
"Stiles, are you okay?" I ask.
He begins to lose his balance but grabs the podium again.
"I should take him to the nurses office." I state.
Mr. Yukimura nods. I than grab Stiles's hand to help him out of the room. Scott comes to his others side, helping.
Scott rushes us to the boy's locker room.
"Stiles, look at me man. Is this another panic attack?" Scott asks.
Shaking his head, Stiles leans over a sink, looking in the mirror. His face his paler than earlier and sweat is forming upon his forehead.
"It's a dream." Stiles says. "It's a dream. This is just a dream."
"No it's not. This is real. You're here. You're here with us." I tell him.
"Okay, um...What do you do?" Scott asks. "I mean like, how do you tell this- if you're awake or dreaming?"
"Fingers. You can't count your fingers in dreams." Stiles says.
Reacting, I quickly hold up my fingers.
"How many do I have?" I ask. "Hey, look at me. Come on Stiles, look at my hand and count with me. One-"
"Two." He replies slowly.
"Keep going." Scott urges.
"Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten."
"Ten." I repeat.
Taking a deep breathe to even his breathing, Stiles leans against a wall than falls to the ground so his back's against it. Scott and I kneel in front of him.
"What the hell is happening to me?" Stiles asks desperately.
"We'll figure it out." Scott reassures.
"You're going to be okay." I state.
"Am I?" Stiles asks. "Are you? And you? Scott, you can't turn. Allison's being haunted by her dead Aunt. Tessa's incessantly feeling Derek's pain. And I'm straight up losing my mind. We can't do this. We can't. We can't help Malia...We can't help anyone."
"We can try." Scott says. "We can always try."
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Stiles and I are walking along with Sheriff Stilinski. A couple of students have spotted the coyote in the building.
"A couple of students said they saw it running across the field back into the woods." Sheriff S explains. "Thank God nobody got hurt."
"What happens if it does hurt someone?" Stiles wonders aloud.
"Most likely, they'll have to put it down."
"Put her down." I correct.
"Dad, try not to forget, there's a girl in there. One that you'd be killing." Stiles reminds. "Come on. You're not back to not believing, are you?"
"I believe there are a lot of things I don't understand yet. But that doesn't mean anything imaginable is suddenly imoossible. Now are you two one hundred percent sure that this is a girl and not an animal."
"Yes." Stiles and I immediately answer.
"Because Scott sure." Stiles adds.
We look down the hall and see Scott standing lonesome there. Stiles turns so his back is to Scott and says quietly.
"Scott, you've been listening?"
Scott nods. Stiles and I turn to the Sheriff and he sighs.
"Alright. Let's get this figured out. Come on."
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Stiles and I meet up with Scott in the locker room. The coyote was in there and Kira, the new student, was in there. Thankfully, Scott saved her.
"Guys." Stiles says. "I think I know what she was looking for."
Stiles than reaches into his bag. He pulls out the creepy doll from the other night. Scott and I give him a look.
"You took the creepy ass doll from the car?" I ask.
"Ya. I thought you guys could use it. You know, for like her scent."
"The only thing I'm gonna get form it is nightmares." I state.
As Stiles gives me a look and Scott puts his hand on my shoulder, shaking his head, an unfamiliar voice fills our ears.
"Where did you get that?"
We turn to face the man and see that it's Mr. Tate, Malia's father.
He comes forward and takes it out of Stiles' hand.
"It belonged to my daughter." He adds.
"She can have it back." I mutter, causing Scott to hit the back of my head.
I send him a Hale glare.
"It's alright guys." Sheriff S says, coming over to us. "Mr. Tate, I don't know how out heard about this, on a police scanner or what, but you can't be here."
The Sheriff begins to lead him out of the locker room but Mr. Tate flinches. He than sighs. Sheriff S removes his coat to reveal a gun.
"I have a permit." Mr. Tate defends.
"California schools are gun free zones. Permit or no permit, you need to leave Mr. Tate, now."
"I jus-just- You need to find that animal. Find that thing."
He than turns to leave. Scott and Stiles talk while I walk over to see how Kira is.
"Hi Mr. Yukimura." I greet.
"Hello Tessa." He says.
I than turn to Kira and stretch my hand outward.
"Hi, I'm Tessa McCall. I wanted to know how you were."
"I'm okay. Thank you." She says.
"Good. Well, see you in history." I than turn to meet up with the boys.
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"Diazepam: It's a tranquilizer for horses. For a were-coyote, it's expected to work in seconds." Deaton tells us.
Scott, Isaac, and I met Stiles at the clinic.
"I only have three." Deaton adds. "So whoever's shooting needs to be a damn good shot."
"Allison has a perfect shot." Scott says.
"No, she used to be." Isaac corrects.
"She can do it."
"If she manages to find the thing."
"What's the point of him?" Stiles abruptly asks. "Seriously. I mean, what is his purpose? Besides from the persistent negativity and the scarf. What's up with the scary anyway? It's sixty-five degrees out."
"Stiles, stop being judgmental. Isaac, I didn't ask have you come here to be a Debby downer." I tell the two.
"Look," Isaac starts. "Maybe I'm asking the question that no one here wants to ask. Alright, how do we turn a coyote back into a girl when she hasn't been a girl for eight years?"
"Scarf Boy has a point." I agree.
"I can do it." Scott reveals.
"You can?" Stiles questions.
"Remember the night Peter trapped us in the school?"
"Terrible, terrible memories." I mutter.
"In the gym he was able to turn me using just his voice. Deucalion did the same thing in the abandoned distillery."
"This is a were-coyote Scott," Deaton reminds. "Who knows if it'll even work. If you can find someone who can teach you-"
"That's why you called Derek first." Stiles realizes.
"Ya, but I can try it on my own." Scott says, giving me a look. "But right now I'm too scared to change into just a werewolf."
"We need a real Alpha." Stiles says. "You know what I mean. An Alpha who can do Alpha things. An Alpha who can get it going, ya know? Who can get it-"
"Up." Isaac finishes.
"Great." Scott starts. "I'm an Alpha with performance issues."
"Is there anyone else beside Derek who can help?" Deaton asks.
"I wouldn't trust Peter." Isaac states.
"That's right. We the people do not trust that Dick." I say. I than gasp. "What about the twins!?"
"They're not Alphas anymore. After what Jennifer did, almost killing them, it broke that part of them."
"But what if they know how to do it?" Stiles asks.
"Nobody's seen them for weeks." Scott reminds.
"Well actually, that's not totally true." I admit.
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I pull open the door to Derek's loft and wall in with Stiles, Scott, and Lydia.
"They said they'll meet us here." Lydia says.
I hear a crack and turn to see the twins, whom are no longer evil, attacking Scott. Stiles, Lydia, and I immediately get out of the way while I see the twins smirk.
Scott, who's now on the ground due to the impact, retaliates to fight but Aidan pushes him back down. Ethan grabs Scott, holding him up. They take turns punching him.
Scott falls to the floor and Ethan than kicks him in the face.
"I thought you guys were gonna teach me how to roar." Scott croaks out through pain.
"We are. You do it by giving in." Aidan reveals.
"Giving in and letting go. That's how Deucalion taught us control." Ethan adds.
He goes to pick up Scott and Stiles says,
"Hey, hey. You know I actually tried something like this one time. By using a heart monitor and lacrosse balls. But you're right beating the living crap out of him sounds better."
"Is that actually the plan? You kick my ass?" Scott exclaims.
"You're afraid to turn. We're gonna make you." Aidan says.
"You turn than you kick our asses." Ethan reverts.
"Than you roar." Aidan exclaims.
He than crouches low and let's out a loud roar, his eyes glowing blue.
"You don't think you can let go of this?" Ethan taunts.
"Think you're gonna hurt us." Aidan mocks.
They begin to push Scott back and forth.
"Come on McCall. Give us your all. We can always heal."
Scott goes to attack but it's easily blocked by Aidan. Aidan than punches him in the stomach and Ethan punches him in the face.
"You're an Alpha" Aidan states. "You wanna roar like one, you gotta give in full throttle. You gotta be the monster, become the beast. Become everything you're afraid of."
"That's what gives you power. It gives you strength." Ethan adds.
Scott moves to attack again but misses greatly. He's than elbowed in the back and falls to the ground.
"Giving into it doesn't make you the bad guy." Aidan defend.
"As long as you can control it." Ethan adds.
"Sometimes control's a little overrated."
He than kicks Scott, full power.
"Come on Scott, fight back." Stiles urges in a whisper
"What if I can't control it?" Scott wonders aloud. "What if I can't control it. What if I can't turn back."
"Than it takes over." Ethan reveals. "You become Malia. You get further away form being human. You turn into an animal. Or worse-"
"You turn into Peter." Aidan says.
"Don't turn into Alpha Dick!" I exclaim.
Everyone looks at me.
"What?" I ask.
They turn back to Scott. Scott stands and faces the twins. He wipes the blood of his mouth than charges.
Aidan effortlessly picks him up and slams him onto the table. Jumping onto the table, Aidan leans over Scott. He than throws punch after punch after punch, beating Scott onto the verge of unconsciousness.
Having enough, Ethan grabs Aidan hands, mid punch.
"What?" Aidan yells. "I thought we were helping him."
"You help too much." Ethan calmly says.
I suppress a laugh.
Aidan looks at Scott than gets off the table. The twins look at Lydia, Stiles, and I and we slowly walk towards Scott. He spits out blood and I wonder if it worked.
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We all meet in the preserve. By 'we', I mean Scott, Stiles, Allison, Isaac, Lydia, and myself. Stiles pulls up in his jeep. I pull up in the Camero. Did you know that it still smells like Derek? Seriously one sniff and his gloriously scent fills my-
Wow, really got off topic. Anywho, Scott pulls up on his bike followed by Allison, Lydia, and Isaac in Allison's car. We all step out to meet and talk.
"Okay, next time, I think we can settle for two vehicles, not four." I say, breaking the silence.
Everyone ignores that comment and Lydia says,
"Anyone else think we might be doing more bad than good?"
"We're trying to keep a father from killing his daughter." Scott states.
"Actually, we're trying to keep a guy form killing a coyote. Who's actually his daughter. Who we don't know how to change from a coyote back to his daughter." Isaac says.
"Agian, with the not helping." Stiles states, clearly annoyed.
Isaac smiles and nods at Stiles in mock. Scott turns to Allison and says,
"Did you bring it?" He asks.
Allison opens the trunk of her car and pulls out a gun.
Here goes nothing.
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I hear gunshots throughout the woods and set off sprinting. Scott gets on his bike and Isaac sprints also. I hear Stiles yelling for us to wait but we continue.
I run throughout the woods but come to a stop, hearing a 'clink' behind me. I look behind me and see a closed bear trap. I stepped in it and didn't get caught.
I am Super Wolf: the werewolf with speed.
I focus on my surroundings and listen. I don't hear anything in the distance except the universal things like animals running on the ground and the wind.
I sniff the air, trying to catch Scott's scent. This reminds me of when Derek taught me to do this. Ahh, Derek. I miss him.
Right, getting back on the track. I follow Scott's scent and see him chasing after the were-coyote AKA, Malia. I follow behind as he and Malia get into attack positions.
I watch form the sidelines, waiting to make a move if Scott needs it. I see him lift his head up to reveal himself fully shifted. He let's out a loud, ferocious growl, causing my eyes to flash.
Malia bows her head and lays down. I watch as she changes back into a human. She lifts up her head a little, giving Scott a confused look.
She holds up her hands and examines them. She looks back at Scott than turns around and looks at the sky.
Scott did it!
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Later that night, I'm laying on my bed, listening to Battle Cry by Imagine Dragons. The song soon changes to All for Nothing by Linkin Park.
I immediately crank the song to full blast and sing along while jumping on my bed.
And if I do what you demand
(You say)
You'll let me understand
(You say)
You're gonna hold me to your word
And If I sell myself away
(You say)
I'll have no debt to pay
(You say)
I'm gonna get what I deserve
Woah
Your word
Obeyed
My debt
Repaid
Our trust
Betrayed
All for nothing
All for nothing
Dancing in circles while jumping on my bed, I turn to see Scott standing in the doorway. I scream, causing him to hold his ears due to the loudness. I jump off my bed and turn to face him.
"Sup?" I ask nodding my head at him.
"First of all, must you play your music that loud?"
"Yes." I bluntly reply, taking a seat on my now messy bed.
Sighing, Scott comes over and sits next to me.
"Why didn't you tell me about Derek?"
I freeze. When did he find out?"
"Today in the locker room during history. Stiles mentioned it."
I nod and mouth the word 'oh'.
"Care to share." Scott asks.
"Only if I get a cookie for sharing." I bargain.
"Deal."
"Chocolate chip?"
"Chocolate chip."
Looking at my hands in my lap, I say,
"I didn't want to worry you. You all have bigger problems. You couldn't control. Allison's being haunted. And Stiles' is probably losing his mind."
"Doesn't mean you couldn't tell us. We could've-"
"Could've what? Scott, like I said, you all have bigger problems. Derek's a big boy, he can take care of himself. He'll get out of whatever dangers he's in. And he has Peter with him although I don't fully find comfort in that."
He sighs. "You still should've at least told me. I mean, ya, we're having problems, but so are you and we didn't even know."
"Sorry."
"It's alright. Just tell me when your in trouble."
I nod and Scott smiles at me. He than pulls me into a big brother hug. If you don't have a big brother, than you'll never understand this hug.
"Come on." He says, pulling away. "Let's get you that cookie."
"Yay!"
I love food.
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A/N
I don't really have anything to say other than Teen Wolf is on right now.
Also, I don't think Derek is going to die. In all the mid-season trailers, Jeff Davis shows something bad happen to Derek but he never dies. He has had multiple near death experienced but never truly died.
Another thing is that Jeff Davis probably showed that in the trailer to make us think he's gonna die. Than there's going to be a plot twist and Derek is never going to be hurt physically, emotionally, anything-ly again.
*sighs and day dreams about Derek Hale finally being happy for once...*
I love Derek.
Yep, done rambling.
Bye!