๐’๐“๐€๐‘๐†๐€๐™๐ˆ๐๐† โ˜… ๐. ๐“...

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โ˜† ๐Ž๐จ๐ก, ๐›๐š๐›๐ฒ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž ๐จ๐ง ๐š ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ž ๐†๐จ๐ง๐ง๐š ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž ๐œ๐ซ๐š๐ณ๐ฒ ๐Ž๐จ๐ก, ๐›๏ฟฝ... More

๐€๐œ๐ญ ๐Ÿ ๐‚๐š๐ง'๐ญ ๐†๐จ ๐๐š๐œ๐ค
โœฟ ๐†๐‘๐€๐๐‡๐ˆ๐‚๐’ โœฟ
๐Ÿ’.๐ŸŽ ๐Œ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ
๐Ÿ’.๐Ÿ ๐‹๐š ๐‹๐จ๐›๐š
๐Ÿ’.๐Ÿ ๐‹๐š ๐ˆ๐ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ๐ข๐š
๐Ÿ’.๐Ÿ‘ ๐Œ๐ข๐ ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฅ
๐Ÿ’.๐Ÿ’ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ•
๐Ÿ’.๐Ÿ“ ๐‹๐š๐œ๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž
๏ฟผ ๐Ÿ’.๐Ÿ• ๐‡๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ
๐Ÿ’.๐Ÿ– ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐๐จ๐ญ ๐€ ๐Œ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ
๏ฟผ ๐Ÿ’.๐Ÿ— ๐๐ซ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐ฒ
๐Ÿ’.๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ ๐–๐š๐ค๐ž ๐”๐ฉ
๏ฟผ ๐Ÿ’.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐’๐ฎ๐ง, ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Œ๐จ๐จ๐ง, ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐“๐ซ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก
๐Ÿ’.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐Ž๐ง๐ž ๐Ž๐ซ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Ž๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ
๐Ÿ’.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘ ๐–๐ž๐š๐ฉ๐จ๐ง๐ข๐ณ๐ž๐
๐Ÿ’.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ’ ๐ˆ๐ง ๐Œ๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐Ž๐Ÿ
๐Ÿ’.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ“ ๐“๐ข๐ฆ๐ž ๐Ž๐Ÿ ๐ƒ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ก
๐Ÿ’.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ” ๐๐จ ๐’๐ข๐ ๐ง ๐Ž๐Ÿ ๐‹๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž
๐Ÿ’.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ• ๐๐จ๐ง๐Ÿ๐ข๐ซ๐ž
๏ฟผ ๐Ÿ’.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ– ๐ˆ๐ฌ ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐’๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐‡๐จ๐ฉ๐ž
๐Ÿ’.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ— ๐’๐š๐ฒ ๐’๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐’๐š๐ฒ ๐€๐ง๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ 
๐Ÿ’.๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ ๐€๐Ÿ๐ซ๐š๐ข๐
๐Ÿ’.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐“๐ž๐ณ๐œ๐š๐ญ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฉ๐จ๐œ๐š
๐Ÿ“.๐Ÿ ๐’๐ž๐ง๐ข๐จ๐ซ ๐’๐œ๐ซ๐ข๐›๐ž
๐Ÿ“.๐Ÿ ๐“๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ˆ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ
๐Ÿ“.๐Ÿ‘ ๐Œ๐ž๐ญ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ข๐š
๐Ÿ“.๐Ÿ’ ๐‚๐จ๐ง๐๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ˆ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ฌ
๐Ÿ“.๐Ÿ“ ๐„๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐ฌ
๐Ÿ“.๐Ÿ” ๐„๐ฅ ๐‚๐š๐๐ž๐ฃ๐จ
๐Ÿ“.๐Ÿ• ๐–๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ƒ๐จ๐ž๐ฌ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐†๐จ๐จ๐ ๐†๐จ?
๐Ÿ“.๐Ÿ– ๐’๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ƒ๐š๐ฒ
๐Ÿ“.๐Ÿ— ๐ˆ๐ง๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐š๐ฅ
๐Ÿ“.๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ ๐‹๐š ๐Œ๐ฎ๐ž๐ซ๐ญ๐ž ๐˜ ๐“๐จ๐๐จ๐ฌ ๐’๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐€๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐จ๐ฌ
๐Ÿ“.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐…๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐’๐ญ๐š๐ ๐ž๐ฌ ๐Ž๐Ÿ ๐†๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐Ÿ
๐Ÿ“.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‚๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ๐š ๐๐š๐œ๐ค
๐Ÿ“.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘ ๐’๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐€๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž
๐Ÿ“.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ’ ๐ˆ ๐ƒ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐ˆ ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐€๐ง๐ฒ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž
๐Ÿ“.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ“ ๐€๐›๐ง๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ
๐Ÿ“.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ” ๐๐ฅ๐š๐ง/๐„๐ฑ๐ž๐œ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ž
๐Ÿ“.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ• ๐๐š๐›๐ฒ ๐‚๐š๐ฆ๐ž ๐‡๐จ๐ฆ๐ž
๐Ÿ“.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ– ๐…๐ซ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ
๐Ÿ“.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ— ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Œ๐ข๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ฅ๐ž ๐Ž๐Ÿ ๐“๐ฐ๐จ ๐๐ž๐จ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐„๐š๐œ๐ก ๐Ž๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ*
๐Ÿ“.๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Ž๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐„๐ง๐
๐Ÿ“.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐–๐ข๐ง๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐–๐š๐ซ
๐Ÿ“.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐„๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ฎ๐ž
๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ ๐ƒ๐ข๐ฌ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐€๐œ๐ญ
๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ ๐Œ๐ข๐ฌ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ž๐Ÿ
๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ‘ ๐‡๐ž๐š๐ฏ๐ž๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ
๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ’ ๐‹๐ž๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐‚๐ฒ๐œ๐ฅ๐ž
๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ“ ๐‚๐š๐ง๐š๐š๐ง
๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ” ๐“๐ก๐ซ๐ž๐ž
๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ• ๐Œ๐ข๐ž๐œ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐š๐ฐ ๐’๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ค๐ข
๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ– ๐…๐ซ๐จ๐ณ๐ž๐ง ๐“๐จ๐ ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ
๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ— (๐ƒ๐ข๐ฌ)๐€๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐€๐œ๐ญ
๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ ๐๐ž๐ฌ๐š๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ
๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐’๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐”๐ฌ
๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐Œ๐จ๐ง๐ซ๐จ๐ž
๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐“๐ซ๐š๐ ๐ž๐๐ฒ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐“๐ฐ๐จ ๐๐ž๐จ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐„๐š๐œ๐ก ๐Ž๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ
๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ’ ๐๐จ ๐๐ž๐ž๐ ๐“๐จ ๐’๐š๐ฒ ๐†๐จ๐จ๐๐›๐ฒ๐ž
๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ“ ๐‡๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š๐ง ๐…๐จ๐ซ ๐€ ๐ƒ๐š๐ฒ
๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ” ๐‘๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐”๐ฉ
๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ• ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‚๐š๐๐ž๐ฃ๐จ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Š๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ง๐ž
๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ– ๐€๐ง๐ฎ๐ค-๐ˆ๐ญ๐ž
๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ— ๐Œ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ƒ๐š๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ž๐ซ
๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ ๐…๐ž๐š๐ซ ๐ˆ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ
๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐†๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ˆ๐ง ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐
๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐–๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž
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๐Ÿ•.๐Ÿ ๐ƒ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Ž๐Ÿ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ

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By voidpietro

Liam was writhing on the floor in visible pain. He had his hand on his ankle "I'm okay Coach, I'm alright." He said as he attempted to stand up but to no avail as he was in to much pain. Scott and Stiles took off their helmets and held Liam up by his arms. "I can't use my leg." He said as he screamed in pain.

"Coach I think we better get him to the nurse." Jules said as she picked up Stiles and Scott's equipment. As they walked she could hear Coach yell at the rest of the team. "You guys take-a take a lap. Run-start running around the field, Stupid!" He then threw the ball and it seemed as if it was gonna hit Malia directly in the face. That was until Kira had caught the ball with the stick she had been leaning on. "Oh...wow...nice catch, throw it back." Kira threw it back and it hit Coach directly in the stomach. "Oh my god." She could hear Kira say as Coach grabbed his stomach.

"Someone ask her if she's ever played lacrosse."

***

They were waiting in the locker room for Scott as he was outside talking to Kira. Jules sat next to Liam who was looking at the ground. She wanted to say something but she couldn't form any words.  At the same time however she wondered what Scott and Kira were talking about. If Scott hadn't confessed his feeling yet she swore to god that she would beat the crap out of him.

"Maybe I should just listen in...no I couldn't possibly..." She thought about it for a it for a bit before coming to a conclusion. "What they don't know won't hurt them." She thought smiling internally.

"Hey sorry about all of that we're taking Liam to the hospital it could be a sprain it could also be a break." Jules heard Scott explain to Kira. "It's okay, I get it we can talk later?" She told him. "And I'm sorry about before, before before, when I did that thing in the hallway." He continued.

"No don't be sorry dumbass confess for god sakes!!" Jules thought rolling her eyes at her brothers stupidity.

"It's fine, totally okay." Kira reassured him. "I didn't mean to make things awkward or weird, really sorry. " He apologized then turned to walk back to the locker room and upon entering Jules punched him in the shoulder."Ow! Hey what was that for?" he said grabbing his shoulder. "Scott McCall what do you think you're doing. Kira is out there waiting for you. That girl out there, she is falling for you so hard and it's like you don't even notice. I don't know if it's just because you're a dumbass or you're just blind but if you don't go out there and confess your feelings to her I will personally drag you by the ear and force you to tell her, now go and get your girl." Jules said to him as she pushed him out of the room

He smiled at his little sister before waking back out to Kira."You know what!" He said walking up to her. "I'm not sorry." Scott said as Kira got up and kissed him as the two embraced.

"Final-fucking-lly." Jules thought as she shook her head.

***

After the long car ride the teens had finally made it to the hospital. Scott and Stiles helped carry Liam in and they all walked to the receptionists desk and informed her about the situation. They told her to inform their mom until Jules and Scott saw their Mom walking up to them.

"Hey Mom." Scott waved at her, scared at what her reaction would be. Jules just smiled as she turned to her hoping she wouldn't be too mad that they were here instead of being at school. Their Mom quickly got Liam in a wheelchair and started wheeling him away. "Don't worry Liam we'll take good care of you." She said as sheave her two kids a look.

Jules and Scott turned to Stiles as he said. "I gotta get going, I promised Malia I'd help her study."

"Sure I wanna check on him anyway." Scott said looking towards the direction Liam was taken."I don't need to say this wasn't your fault right?" Stiles asks his friend seeing the guilty look on his face."I don't know." Scott says looking down. "Scott if you used any wolf power that kid wouldn't be limping, he'd be crawling back to the other half of his body." Stiles said as an attempt to reassure Scott. 

"If I hadn't been so worried about being captain he wouldn't have gotten hurt either" 

"It's ok to want something for yourself once in Scott,team captain, Alpha were-wolf,it's only human."

***

Jules and Scott stood outside Liam's room. His father soon coming in to check up on him. "It's broken isn't it?" Liam asked. "Well it's definitely gonna need an X-ray." Jules could hear his Dad tell him."It's broken and it's my fault." Liam said to his Dad with pain in his voice.

"You wanna tell me what happened?" Liam's Dad asked him. "I went up against 2 juniors. I was trying to impress this girl and her older brother just happens to be captain of the team." Liam explained as Jules and Scott turned to look at each other with wide eyes at what he said. "Remember what we always say, play smart not hard." His dad told him. "Are you mad at me?" Jules could hear Liam ask.

"No of course not,your Mom might be mad at me for getting you into lacrosse but we should wait for the x-ray before we panic, and trust me I have way more reason to panic than you do." His Dad said smiling.

Jules looked up at Scott and could tell he felt so guilty. She smiled at him before telling him."I'm gonna go talk to him okay?" Scott nodded at her as Liams dad walked out of the room.

She knocked on the door and Liam looked up at her surprised. "Can I come in?" She asked him. He smiled at her and nodded. "I'm surprised you're still here I thought you would've gone home by now." He told her."Well 1. I wanted to make sure you were okay since I didn't exactly know what to say to you in the locker room, and 2. Scott feels really bad so I guess I'm doing it for him too." Jules told him.

"And I'm sorry about Scott and Stiles, they can be a little much sometimes." She added which made Liam nod his head agreeing with her. "It's my fault, I shouldn't have tried going against them, it only made them angrier." he said to her leaving her speechless.

Jules didn't really know what to say because he was right. The more Liam showed off, the more angry Scott and Stiles became. Liam noticed her silence and tried changing the subject."Enough about them, why don't you tell me how you first got into lacrosse." He said to her smiling.

"Well my Dad left when I was really young and I didn't really know how to cope with it. Scott was always playing lacrosse at the local park and I always went with him. While other girls went out with their Dads and had actual bonds with them I would practice lacrosse with Scott. It was like a distraction from what was happening around me." Jules looked at him to see if he was still playing attention and  continued.

"I don't really remember what caused my Dad to leave, but I do remember the amount of anger I felt when he left. When I played lacrosse it was like I was able to blow off steam. I never really expected to become good at the sport but each and everyday I just got better and better. When Scott made the team I was determined to make the team once I got to BHHS. Making the team would make me feel like I accomplished something, because Lacrosse was the one thing I did for me,not for anyone else." She finished telling him.

Liam couldn't help but smile at the girl in front of him. She had gone through so much and her she made it seem like it didn't even faze her. Not only was she beautiful in appearance but beautiful in mind.

"You know you look beautiful, with the weight of the world on your shoulders." He said to her as he took a strand of her hair and put it behind her ear.

It was clear that Jules didn't know what to say. She didn't really see Liam in that light and she wasn't planning on getting too close to him as too many of her friends had died. So the girl just smiled until she heard the load roar of her brother from a different floor of the hospital.

***

Both Jules and Liam heard Scott roar, even though Liam probably didn't know it was Scott. "What was that?" He asked her standing up from his bed. "Liam you shouldn't be waking we still don't know what's wrong with your foot." She said as she put his arm on her shoulders. "I'm just sure I heard something."

The two teens walked out only to be met with an empty hall way. "Hey did anyone hear that?." Liam asked in hopes of someone hearing him. They both looked to their right to see the boy that had almost been murdered with sharp teeth and blood all over his clothes. "Liam run!" Jules told him,pushing him slightly so he could get a head start. "What? No I can't just leave you here." He said to her as she held the boy off. "Just go!" She yelled at him as she could feel herself starting to change.

Jules used her claws to attack the boy but he seemed to have enhanced strength as well. He twisted her arms behind her back and she could feel herself being slammed on the wall repeatedly. She managed to kick him off me but he grabbed her again and pulled her to the floor. He didn't waste his time with her though as he was now going after Liam.

"JULES!" She could hear Scott yell as he helped her up. "Cmon he's going after Liam we have to help him." Jules said to Scott as she grabbed his arms and pulled him to where the boy was last headed.

The two siblings made it to the staircase that led to the roof and saw blood on the walls. They could hear screams coming from the rooftop and Jules and Scott raced to it. "Get back." The boy said as he had his arms wrapped around Liams neck.

"Don't...you don't need to do this whatever it is, whatever you are we can help you." Scott said with his arms out to the boy. "No you can't." The boy responded. "Let us help you." Scott said trying to get through to him. "Wendigos don't need help we need food." He said as he threw Liam off the edge. Jules ran to him as Scott started fighting the boy. She grabbed Liams arms and she could see him looking at her with surprise as he saw her glowing eyes. "Please don't let me fall." he pleaded with the girl.

Before Jules could answer him however she felt the wendigo behind her scratching her back with his teeth as he attempted to eat the girls flesh. This caused her to let go of one of Liams arms.

"I CAN'T HOLD ON!" He screamed. The boy still on top of Jules as Scott as Scott tried him back. She could feel Liam slipping but then it felt like her eyes were deceiving her. Scott had sunk his fangs into Liams arm. Liam screaming as loud as he possibly could and Scott and Jules helped him up. Suddenly an axe was thrown into the chest of the wendigo and when they turned to look at the person who threw it all they saw was a pale man with no mouth.

He held his finger over his mouth telling them in a way to be quiet. They broth heard Liam scream in pain as he grabbed his arm.Liam would now be going through the transformation.

Unless the bite killed him first.

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