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

By voidpietro

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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
๐Ÿ’.๐Ÿ” ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐๐ข๐ญ๐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
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
TEEN WOLF MOVIE ANNOUNCEMENT
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๐Ÿ•.๐Ÿ ๐ƒ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Ž๐Ÿ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ

๏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

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By voidpietro

After Stiles called his Dad, he, Jules and Derek ended up taking an injured Brett to Deaton, while Scott stayed back to talk to their Dad.

Laying Brett on the table proved to be more difficult as yellow foam kept coming out of his mouth, his body convulsing under their hands. "What the hell is happening to this kid!" Stiles says as he tries to hold Brett down with all the strength he can muster.

"He's been poisoned by a rare wolfsbane." Deaton answers him bringing his a box of medical equipment to the table. "I need to make an incision and you need to hold him as still as possible." he adds. Deaton places his hand on Brett's chest, a scalpel in the other as Jules and Derek try to keep him still. "Jules, Derek how bout a little werewolf strength?" He tells them as he struggles to hold down the boy in front of him.

"Yeah we're not the only ones here with werewolf strength!" Derek tells Stiles. "If you can't hold him still the incision might kill him." Deaton says as as Jules holds Bretts head to prevent it from moving while Derek and Stiles held his chest. "He slipping, I don't think I can hold him." Says Stiles as Brett opens his eyes which had been glowing golden. He looked up at Jules confused before pushing them all away from him—Jules hitting the wall behind her just like Derek and Stiles.

Brett managed to stand looking for a way to leave but not before Peter came up behind the boy punching him, effectively knocking him out. He falls fo the floor as Peter says "I guess I still have a little werewolf strength myself."

"Yeah maybe more than a little." Derek tells him as Jules and Stiles make their way towards Brett—Jules noticing that the boy wasn't breathing. "Guys I don't think he's breathing." she tells them as she wipes his wet hair away from his forehead. Deaton kneels down to their level, making the incision on Bretts chest which caused Brett to struggle to breathe as a yellow smoke makes it's way out of Brett's chest. "Is he gonna be okay?" Stiles asks Deaton as Brett lay still on the ground. "I think he'll be fine but he'll probably be out for awhile. " He tells them.

Jules looking down at the boy as he starts speaking in a low voice. "The Sun, The Moon, The Truth." Brett says as he breathes rapidly. "Guys can you hear that?" Stiles says as Brett repeats the mantra. "I think he's saying something." Stiles tells them. "The Sun, The Moon, The Truth." Jules tells them. "It's a mantra, I read about it somewhere, in a book I think." She adds. "3 things cannot long be hidden, the sun the moon and the truth. It's Buddhist." Deaton says as Derek looks at Peter—Peter looking to be in a state of remembrance.

"Satomi." Peter tells them. "Satomi is one of the oldest Alphas in Beacon Hills, she teaches betas that mantra to help them stay in control." Peter adds. "Don't you think we should find her, she doesn't know where he is, he could have family that's worried." Jules tells them as she pulls Brett's head into her lap laying it there.

"I'll have Malia help me tomorrow." Derek tells them as Stiles opens his mouth to protest." She hasn't learned how to track yet."

"Well she can learn, we've gotta find his pack to warn them about the deadpool." Derek says as he crosses his legs and leans against the wall. "Someone should stay with him and make sure he's ok throughout the night." Stiles tells them. Jules stays quiet for a moment debating on whether she should stay or not. "I'll stay, Deaton's been working all day I'm sure he could use a break and besides I have straight A's so I'm sure my teacher wouldn't mind if I came to school a little late." She tells them as they lay Brett back onto the table.

"Are you sure?" Stiles tells her. "You got hurt too y'know." He says worried for the girl who he considered a sister. "I'm okay, I've already healed, besides he needs someone here to talk to when he wakes up." She tells them not taking her eyes of Bretts sleeping figure.

Stiles noticing this and smiling slightly at the girl, as the last time he saw her like this was when she met Aiden. "Ok I'll text Scott, just make sure you don't get to school to late." he tells her hugging her before leaving.

Derek nods to Peter as a way to tell him it's their cue to leave and Derek hugs Jules as well kissing the top of her head. She turns to Deaton who smiles at her, silently thanking her for helping with Brett as he turns to leave, leaving her alone with Brett. Jules grabs a chair sitting down next to the boy as she stares at his face—her hands brushing through his hair as he sleeps. She wondered why she had grown so attached to the boy when just a few hours ago she wanted to knock him on his ass.

However she summed it up to her just being worried for the boy who didn't deserve to be in as much pain as he was. She retracted her hand laying her arms on the table, and laying her head there, looking at the boy once more before falling asleep.

***

It had only been a few hours before Brett had woken up. The sun was barely starting to rise and he could hear the birds chirping outside. He took in his surrounding only to notice the girl sleeping next to him—Jules snoring lightly as part of her hair covered her face. He wondered why she had helped him. The girl in front of him seemed to not hate him but have a deep dislike for him despite finding him attractive.

At this Brett smiled, remembering how Jules had talked about him to her friends at the scrimmage and how confused she looked when it looked like he could hear their conversation perfectly clear.

He noticed Jules moving her head as she slept, trying to get her head in a more comfortable position. At this, Brett moved the hair that had been covering her face behind her ear as he took in her appearance.

He noticed the bags under her eyes, which clearly showed signs of the girl not getting enough sleep and being under stress. He noticed how her bottom lip quivered as she breathed in and out. He noticed the distinctive mole on her cheek. Even though her eyes were closed he could picture her chocolate brown eyes and how they contrasted his blue ones.

Jules soon opened her eyes to see his crystal blue eyes staring back at her. "How long have you been awake?" she asks him as she stands up, stretching due to the fact that her sleeping position was very uncomfortable.

"Not long, only a few minutes." He says staying silent after before he panics. "My pack, my sister I need to tell them I'm ok." He says as he stands up trying to find his shirt. Jules grabs his arm attempting to calm him down. "It's okay my friends are out finding them to warn them about the deadpool."

Brett looks at Jules confused. "Deadpool? What's a deadpool." He asks her as she drags him back to the table as he sits on it. "Someone created a hit list of all the supernatural creatures in Beacon Hills, hence why Violet tried to kill you during the scrimmage." She explains to him.

"Why are they trying to kill us? What do they get in return?" He asks her running his hands through his hair. "117 Million dollars were stolen from the Hale vault a few weeks ago, each person is worth a specific amount of money." she says to him waiting a moment before telling him the more crucial information. "You're worth 1 million." At this Bretts eyes widen as he stares at the girl in shock.

"How much are you worth?" He asks her." I don't know yet, all I know right now is that I have to protect my friends, they're worth a lot of money and that makes them bigger targets to killers." She says to him as she crosses her arms. "Especially Scott."

Brett looks at her slightly jealous of how worried Jules was about this 'Scott' person. "Who's Scott, is he your boyfriend?" He asks her and at this she starts laughing. "Scott happens to be my older brother and captain of the lacrosse team." She says covering her mouth trying to stop herself from laughing even more.

Brett looked down at his feet, embarrassed at how jealous he'd gotten but Jules was too busy laughing to even notice. When she finally stopped they sat in silence until he asked her "Why did you help me, you could have let Violet kill me but you didn't. . .why?"

Jules looked at her feet not knowing how to answer the boy until the wise words of one of the most important people in her life came to her head. "Nous protégeons ceux qui me peuvant pas se protéger eux-memês."

Brett looks at her, scrunching his eyebrows not knowing what she just told him. She stopped looking down at her feet to stare directly into his eyes. "We protect those who can't protect themselves." She tells him translating the french phrase. "You may have been acting like an asshole when we first met but no one deserves to die that way." She says smiling at him before she feels her phone vibrate in her pocket.

Liam: Mason and I are going on a run wanna come with?

Me: Yeah just let me just say goodbye to Brett

Liam: Why are you with Brett?

Me: I'll tell you when you tell me how you got my number?

Liam: I got it from Scott now why are you with Brett?

Me: I stayed with him to make sure he was okay

Me:I'll meet you guys at the trail in about 10 ok?

When she finishes texting Liam she turns her attention back to Brett who had finally found a shirt to put on. "Um I gotta go meet up with some friends, Deaton should be here soon to check up on you." She tells him as she goes to another room to find Scott's locker where he always kept extra clothes just in case.

She went back to Brett after changing into Scott's shirt and his sweatpants that were a bit to loose on her but she made it work. "Well I guess this is goodbye for now." Smiling at him before walking towards the door.

"Thank you." Brett says to her making her stop abruptly and turn around to look at him. "For saving me, I owe you." He continues looking down embarrassed.

"Anytime." She says to him before finally waking out and running to meet Liam and Mason.

***

"It's not that we were friends with them." Mason says as they run along the trail. "They were using us for their cover, I mean professional killers we're using us. How are you not freaking out?" He asks Liam as he kept his eyes on the trail as Jules ran next to him.

"Trust me I'm freaking out about a lot of things." Liam says reassuring his friend as he soon starts to run faster and faster. "Liam, slow down." Mason tells him as he stops due to being out of breath. "I'll got get him." Jules tells Mason as she runs to Liam.

Once she catches up with him she finds that he stopped looking back to find them. She stands next to him as they wait for Mason to catch up when suddenly they feel themselves being lunged forward both feeling in extreme pain as they land in the floor. Jules looks up to see Garrett getting out of a black car a blade laced with wolfsbane in his hand.

"Hey Liam, sorry I missed movie night but I've got something else planned." Garret tells him as he stabs him with the blade knocking Liam out.

Garrett then turns who Jules who tried crawling away but couldn't die to the pain in her lower back and in her legs. He kneeled down to her level, grabbing her face in his hand and smiling.

"It's too bad you're a werewolf Jules, we could've been cute together." He says as he slaps her and stabs her in the chest with his blade. Jules gasps in pain and let's her head fall to the ground. Garret getting up and dragging Liams unconscious body to his car.

Jules tired to stay awake but the pain was too much. As Garret grabbed her she knew she wouldn't be able to get out of this and soon she let the darkness consume her.

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