Jr. Spy (A Marvel/Teen Wolf Cross Over)

Chapter Twenty-Seven: This Can't Be Happening

I really couldn't focus on school for the next few days. My head was always hurting, nothing I took helped. It felt like voices or something echoing loudly and nonunderstandable. My temperature would widely drop or widely grow to over 100. When I was home I would stay in bed, everyone seemed to start worrying about me. But Stiles, he was still acting different. I couldn't figure out why. But think it all started when we were taken. But I didn't have it in my heart to ask him. I got up from my bed, that I haven't left all day. Scott was at work, our mom was at work, Isaac was I don't know, and I haven't heard from Stiles since Thursday. He wasn't at school Friday, no call no show. I would send him a few texts, but nothing. I slipped my furry boots over my black leggings and my white over sized sweater went down to my thigh and I was able to hid my hands. I then walked over to my desk and got my gun and its holder. I walked down the stairs my phone and keys in my hands. I felt safe with my gun on my leg. I went to my car that Furry had brought in for me, a nice black Ford Tundra. I loved it, I had weapons hidden everywhere and all these nice little things like Nick had in his SUV. I started the engine and took off down the street, I don't know where I was going.

But I didn't care.

I felt a burning all over my body, like I was on fire. Then it all went cold as I myself was froze in ice. I stood in my place, I could fell the earth spinning around me. I could feel the smallest thing of air move through my fingers. I slowly raised my hand, letting the air blow around it. Then all of a sudden I seemed to stop it, I was controlling the air. The ground, the earth, I could truly feel them. I could bend them at my will. Oh my god, please don't tell me this is like that show Avatar The Last Air Bender. But, it would be pretty cool. I then heard a twig snap, I quickly turned my head in the direction.

"Stiles?" I lowered my hand as he walked out of the trees. He looked better than he did, but his eyes were even darker. "You weren't are school yesterday."

"Give me your gun." His eyes almost looked all black.

"What?" I took a step back, shock took over my body.

"I know you started carrying your gun again, give it to me." He walked closer to me, each step full of rage.

I never seen this side of him, and it scared me. I keep stepping back till I hit a tree. He was in my faces in matter of seconds. Every single one of his moments were filled with rage. His hand ruffly grabbed my waist, pulling himself closer to me.

"Remember last time we were like this?" He gripped tighter on my waist. "Because I do." He whispered in my ear before kissing below my ear, then down my neck. "I remember you having less cloths on." His other hand ruffly grabbed my back pulling me to him.

"I remember you not being so ruff." I spat into his face, his grip tightened.

"Well, people change. Elizabeth." He then went for my gun and I quickly shoved him off, the air around me helping me push him even further.

I then started to take off running, I could hear him run after me. I could see my truck out in the clearing. But as the closer I got, something dropped down in front of me causing my to slip in my midstep. My foot slid out from under me, sending me sliding to the woods floor. I looked up as a boy with blonde spiky hair. I quickly pulled out my gun out and aimed it at him. Stiles walked right past me, then two more people came up and stood behind Brett. I slowly rose to my feet, standing my ground holding my gun tight.

"Sky?" I questioned when I saw one of the person.

This can't be happening!