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Scott and Stiles ran into the school. Kya followed behind them.

"Lock it, lock it!" Scott cried.

"Do I look like I have a key?" Stiles shot back.

"Grab something!"

"What?"

"Anything!"

Kya ignored the boys and found a bar to bolt the door with. Unfortunately, she couldn't pick it up. When she turned, Stiles was beginning to make his way outside.

"No," Scott and Kya said.

"Yes."

"Stiles, no, don't," Scott told him.

Stiles ignored his friend and went outside. He grabbed the bolt cutters.

Scott and Kya noticed the Alpha and cried, "Run! Stiles! Stiles!"

Stiles ran inside and shut the doors.

"Where is it?" Scott asked, noticing that the Alpha had disappeared. "Where did it go?" Stiles bolted the door. "That won't hold, will it?"

"Probably not," Stiles admitted. "What are you doing?"

"Help me move this desk."

Stiles helped him move the desk and said, "Stop, stop. The door's not gonna keep it out."

"I know."

Stiles looked at his friend. "It's your boss."

"What?"

"Deaton, the alpha? Your boss."

"No."

"Yes, murdering psycho werewolf."

"That can't be," Scott and Kya stated.

"Oh come on. He disappears, and that thing shows up ten seconds later to toss Derek 20 feet through the air? That's not convenient timing?"

Kya crossed her arms and frowned as she and Scott said, "It's not him."

"He killed Derek."

"No, Derek's not dead," Scott said. "He can't be dead."

"Blood spurted out of his mouth, okay? That doesn't exactly qualify as a minor injury. He's dead, and we're next."

"Okay, just - What do we do?"

"We get to my Jeep, we get out of here, you seriously think about quitting your job, good?"

Scott tried opening the window and Kya shook her head before Stiles said, "No, they don't open. School's climate-controlled."

"Then we break it," Scott reasoned.

"Which will make a lot of noise."

"Then, uh, then we run really fast. Really fast." Scott peeked out the window. "Stiles, what's wrong with the hood of your Jeep?"

"What do you mean? Nothing's wrong."

He raised his head slightly. "It's bent."

"What, like, dented?"

"No, like, bent."

Stiles looked outside at his Jeep and saw she was right. "What the hell-" An object flew through the window and Stiles quickly shielded Kya, forgetting that he didn't actually need to. "That's my battery." He started poking his head up again.

"Don't," Scott warned.

"We have to move."

"He could be right outside."

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