Azalea's outfit:
On The Bus -
Flashbacks -
Chapter Twenty-Nine
⊚ Frayed ⊚
Azalea sat with her back against Isaac, his arm around her shoulders as she looked out the window of the bus. Behind them sat Stefan and Boyd, Stefan being here because Coach asked him for help with the track meet they were going to. Azalea glanced back at Boyd and her brother to see the look on Boyd's face.
"Stop thinking about it." She said making Isaac looked back as Boyd glanced at them and Stefan. "Like all of you aren't thinking about it, too." Boyd said and Azalea sighed softly and shook her head, "Well, we'll all stop thinking about it." She said. "I can't." Boyd said and Isaac shrugged slightly, "Well, there's nothing you can do about it, either." He said and Boyd raised his eyebrows slightly.
"You sure about that?" He asked as he glanced back at Ethan who was sitting next to Danny. "Don't even think about it." Stefan said making them all look at him and he shrugged slightly, "At least not until we get to the meet. You can't attack him whole we're on a bus full of human teenagers." Stefan said and Azalea nodded in agreement before laying her head back on Isaac shoulders, closing her eyes.
Back at the back of the bus, sat Scott and Stiles, Scott looking out the window while Stiles read a tablet before noticing Scott wasnt paying attention. "Yo, Scotty! Hey, yo! Scotty? Still with me?" Stiles said making Scott start paying attention to Stiles again, "Yeah, sorry. Uh, what's the word?" He asked and Stiles Stiles looks down at a vocabulary app on his tablet, "Anachronism."
"Something that exists our of its normal time."
"Nice! Okay, next word- "incongruous."
"Uh, can you use it in a sentence?"
"Yes. Yes, I can! It's completely incongruous that we're sitting on a bus right now, on our way to some stupid cross-country meet, after what just happened. Incongruous." Stiles says as he glanced around slightly, "Out of place, ridiculous, absurd." Scott said making Stiles nod.
"Perfect. Okay, next word. Um... Darach. Darach. It's a noun?" Stiles says slowly making Scott give him a look, "We have to talk about it sometime, okay? And we're gonna be stuck in this thing for, like, five hours, so why not?" Stiles said and Scott just turns to the window and the passing landscape. "Next word... Intransigent."
"Stubborn, obstinate." Scott says and then the bus hits a bump making him sits up with a gasp, "Oh, buddy, you okay?" Stiles asked and Scott nods, but with a pained expression.
"We shouldn't have come. I knew it- we shouldn't have come." Stiles said while shaking his head, "We had to. There's safety in numbers." Scott said making Stiles scoff slightly, "Yeah, well, there's also death in numbers, okay? It's called a massacre.. or bloodbath...Carnage... Slaughter...Butchery... Wow, that's..." He trails off when he notices Scott barely listening, chest rising with labored breaths. "All right, I'm telling Coach that-"
"No, no, no, no, I'm all right." Scott said making Stiles raise his brows, "Well, you don't look all right! Would you just let me see it?" Stiles asked and Scott shook his head, "I'm okay." he said. "Just let me see it." Stiles said and a reluctant nod, Scott lifts his shirt to reveal slash marks crusted in blood over his torso. Dark bruises surround each painful-looking wound.
"Oh, dude..."
"I know it's bad, but it's because they're from an Alpha- it'll take longer to heal." Scott said making Stiles scoff. "How come Boyd, Azalea and Isaac are fine, then?" He asked. With no answer, Scott returns his weary gaze to the window and the world blurring past, "I can't believe he's dead... I can't believe Derek's dead."
** "I know where they are." Scott said as he ran into the loft making Azalea, Stefan, Derek, Peter, Boyd and Cora look back at him. "We know, same building as the Argents." Azalea said and Boyd nodded, "Cora, Azalea and I followed the twins." He said making Scott's eyes widen.
"Then they want you to know." Scott said and Peter shrugged slightly, "Or, more likely, they don't care." Peter said as Scott walked up to the table to see a bunch of blueprints, pictures and notes. "What is this?" Scott asked and Peter raised his eyebrows slightly, "Isn't it obvious? The schemers are scheming." He said.
"We're coming up with a coup de main- better known as a pre-emptive strike." Stefan said making Scott glance at all of them, "You're going after them?" He asked and Derek nodded.
"Tomorrow. And you're gonna help us." **
About half an hour later Coach points an angry finger at a couple of team members in the aisle, "The two of you- back in your seats! Jared, again? Carsick? Every ti-- How do you even get on the bus? Look at me! No, don't look at me! Look at the horizon. Keep your eyes-keep your eyes on the horizon. McCall, not you, too?" Coach yelled making Scott lift up his head, "No Coach, I'm good."
As Coach turns away, Stiles spots the dark blood stains on Scott's shirt underneath his jacket. "Hey, Scott, you're bleeding again. And don't tell me that it's just taking longer to heal, okay? Because I'm pretty sure that "still bleeding" means "not healing," like, at all." Stiles said but Scott gazes past him, attention focused down the aisle.
"He's listening." Scott said nodding towards Ethan who had his head turned slightly, obviously listening. "Is he gonna do something?" Stiles asked and Scott shook his head, "Not in front of this many people." Scott's tone comes off like a warning directed at the Alpha.
"Okay, well, what about the two ticking time-bombs sitting right near them?" Stiles asked nodding towards Isaac and Boyd who say a few seats up from Ethan and Danny. "No, they won't- not here. And if they try, Azalea and Stefan will stop them." Scott said and Stiles raised his eyebrows, "Okay, well, what if they do? What if Azalea and Stefan are just as pissed about losing their best friend that just let it happen? Are you gonna stop 'em?" He asked.
"If I have to."
** "They're one floor above them, in the penthouse right about Allison." Derek said and Scott raised his eyebrows slightly, "So, kill them first? That's the plan?" Scott asked and Boyd nodded. "They won't even see it coming." Boyd said making Scott look at him, "Why is the default plan always murder?" He asked before looking at Derek.
"Just once, can someone try to come up with something that doesn't involve killing everyone?" Scott asked and Peter scoffed, "You never get tired of being so blandly moral, do you?...Not that I disagree with him." He said. "I do. Why do we need this kid?" Cora asked as she gave Scott a dirty look making Azalea roll her eyes as she turned to Cora.
"This kid helped save your life... Also, he's older than you!" Azalea said and Cora just rolled her eyes slightly, "And you know we can't just sit back and wait for them to make the first move." Derek said. "You can't beat a pack of Alphas." Scott said and Azalea raised her hand slightly, "I can." She said and her brother shook his head.
"No, you can't. You can only body control and inflict pain onto it or drain one person at a time. And they're alphas suffocating them with magic won't kill them." Stefan said and Azalea frowned slightly, "Lame." She muttered. "And Scott's got a point. Its five alphas, two of which turned into one giant alpha. They're not easy to kill." Stefan said and Cora shrugged slightly
"That's why we're going after Deucalion- just him." She said and Boyd turned to Scott, "Cut off the head of the snake, and the body dies." He said and Azalea hummed and shook her head. "Except this isn't a snake, it's a Hydra. And, like Scott and Stefan said, they're all Alphas." Azalea said and Derek shrugged, "Deucalion's still the leader." He said.
"Let's hope so... Because you know what happened when Hercules cut off one of the heads of the Hydra?" Peter asked and Scott nodded, "Two more grew back in its place." He said making Azalea look at him impressed before chuckling slightly.
"Someone's been doing their summer reading." **
"There's a jack-knifed tractor a few miles ahead. Could miss the meet..." Isaac said as he looked down at his phone making Azalea look over while Stefan looked at Boyd. "Boyd?" Stefan asked making Isaac and Azalea look back to see Boyd's eyes start to glow.
"Boyd?" Azalea said in a slight warning tone and Boyd just growled lowly as he gripped Isaac and Azalea's seat with a clawed hand. "Boyd... Not here." Azalea said and all of the sudden Scott grabbed Boyd's hand and sat down in the seat next to him.
"Let go." Boyd growled at him and Scott raised his eyebrows slightly, "You got a plan? Tell me your brilliant plan, and I'll let go. What are you gonna do? Kill him? Right here? And then what? What are you gonna do after that?" Scott asked and Boyd stared at him for a moment before shaking his hand. "I don't care." He said and went to push pass him but Stefan grabbed his arm to stop him.
"I do." Scott said making Isaac look at him before furrowing his brows in alarm, "Whoa, whoa! You're still hurt." He said making Azalea look at Scott's side to see the blood stain on his shirt. Boyd looked too and calmed down a bit, "I'm fine." Scott said and Azalea raised her eyebrows slightly, "Bullshit." She said making Scott sigh softly.
"Give me a chance to figure something out- something that doesn't have to end with someone else dying." Scott said Boyd glanced back at Ethan before looking at Scott side for a moment. "Okay..." He said and Scott nodded before walking back to his head. "I'm gonna see what the hell is going on back there." Azalea said and Isaac, Stefan and Boyd nodded while Azalea climbed over Isaac.
As she walked to the back if the bus, she roughly shoved Ethan's head making him look at her as she walked past. "She does that to everyone, dont worry about it." Danny said making Ethan look at him then glance back at Azalea before shaking his head slightly and looking down at his phone.
"Ethan keeps checking his phone, like, every five minutes. It's like, he's waiting for someone, you know? Like, a message or a signal of some kind. I don't know, something evil though, I can tell. I have a very perceptive eye for evil, you know that." Stiles said as Azalea sat down in the seat in front of him and Scott.
"I don't like him sitting with Danny." Scott said and Stiles nodded in agreement, "Yeah, neither do I." Stiles said as he pulled out his phone. "What are you doing?" Azalea asked as Stiles started typing, "I'm gonna ask." He said. Him and Danny texted back and forth for a moment until Danny put his phone away making Stiles to aggressively spam text him.
Peering over their seat, Stiles and Scott watch them. Ethan glances back and they both boys drop down out of sight while Azalea just held up her middle finger. "I can't tell if you guys were trying to be subtle or blatantly obvious." Azalea said making Stiles roll his eyes at her as his phone vibrates with a new message: "Someone close to him is sick. Might not make it through the night"
"Ennis?" Scott asked and Stiles furrowed his brows, "Okay, so, does that mean, uh..." Stiles trailed off. "He's not dead." Scott said and Azalea shook her head slightly, "Not yet." She said before looking at Scott.
"You gonna tell me why you're still hurt?" She asked and he shook his head, "It's fine. It's from an Alpha, it takes longer to heal." He said making her squint at. "Are you really going to pull that card on me like I'm an idiot? Isaac, Boyd, Cora and I are all healed, you should be too. It's just because it's from an Alpha, it's something more." She said and he sighed.
"Azalea, I'm fine." He said and she stared at him for a moment before sighing, "If you die, I'm gonna kill you. And I can kill you in the after life. I used to be a Necromancer before I died, I can do it." She threatened.
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"Jared, I'm warning you, I'm an empathetic vomiter- you throw up, I'm gonna throw up right back on you, and it will be profoundly disgusting." Coach said and Jared looked like he was in pain as he shook his head. "Please don't talk about throwing up... It's not good..." He said and Coach raised his eyebrows slightly, "I might throw up on you just to make a point, Jared." He said and Jared shook his head again.
'It's not good... It's not good..."
"Now, the rest of you, don't think we're gonna miss this meet because of a slight traffic jam... a minor tornado warning... Jared... We're gonna make this thing. Nothing is gonna stop us. Stilinski, put your hand down." Coach said and Stiles lowered his hand down a bit. "You know, there's, like, a food exit about a half mile up. I don't know, if we stop, and then maybe-"
"We're not gonna stop."
"Okay, but if we stop-"
"Stilinski! Shut it! Seriously! It's a little bus! Stop asking me questions!"
I hate him. Did you call Deaton?" Stiles asked looking at School, who shook his head, "I keep getting his voicemail." Scott said making Azalea sigh and pull out her phone. "Okay, I'm sick of this. I'm calling Lydia and Allison." She said as she started to dial Lydia's number. "How are they gonna help, back in Beacon Hills?" Scott asked making Azalea scoff as she glanced out the back window.
"They've been following us since we left the school. It's pathetic" She said right before Lydia answered the phone, "Hey, Azalea! Yeah, we're just about to walk into a movie! Uh, you know, the popcorn, and-"
"Lydia, just stop, I know you guys are right behind us. Put me on speaker."
"Okay..."
"Okay, look, Scott's still hurt."
"What do you mean, "still?" He's not healing?" Allison asked and Azalea glanced at Scott wound, "Nope, he's not healing. He's actually getting worse. The blood is starting to turn black." She said.
"W-what's wrong with him?"
"What's wrong with him? If I knew, I wouldn't have called you guys. I've seen black blood before, trust me, it tastes like burnt rubber. But I've never seen a Werewolf's blood turn black because they're not healing." Azalea said and she could hear Allison sigh softly, "We need to get him off the bus."
"And take him where, a hospital?"
"If he's dying, yeah. Azalea, there's a rest area about a mile up. Tell the coach to pull over."
"Yeah, Stiles been trying, a lot... To the point the sound of his voice is starting to make me want to punch him." Azalea said making Stiles frown and look at Scott who shrugged slightly.
"Well, reason with him." Allison said making Azalea scoff, "Reason? Allison, I just started being your friend again and I'm already regretting it. Have you met this guy? I've lived for 171 years and I've never met a guy more stubborn than Coach." Azalea said dramatically. "Just try something!" Allison said and Azalea groaned and hung up before gesturing to Stiles for him to get up.
"Go try something. Get my brother into it if you have to... As if that would even work." She said and he instantly got up.
Whistle hanging from his lips, Coach stares blankly at Stiles as he makes a second attempt at convincing him to stop. "Coach, it's five minutes for a bathroom break, okay? We've been on this thing for, like, three hours-" Coach blows a short burst of the whistle. "It's sixty miles to the next rest stop-" Another whistle burst.
"Being cooped up for hours is not good-" Whistle.
"You know, our bladders aren't exactly-" Whistle.
"Coach, this-" Whistle.
"Can you please-" Whistle.
"Let me talk!-" Whistle.
"I'm-" Whistle.
"Every time-" Coach blows the whistle for as long as he can in Stiles's face. While everyone around covers their ears, Stiles takes the full blast until the whistle drops from Coach's lips. "Get back to your seat, Stilinski!"
"OKAY!" Apoplectic with rage, Stiles turns back down the aisle in jaw- clenched silence. "Jared, keep your eyes on the horizon." Coach said and Jared responds with a moan, a sound which stops Stiles short. Thinking, he slowly turns back, then slips into the seat next to him. "Hey, Jared... How you doing?" Stiles says and his lips spread into a malevolent smile
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Stiles and Allison hurry Scott into the rest stop men's room while Lydia shuts and locks the door behind them. Scott slumps down against the stained tile wall and his jacket falls open to reveal this bloody torso. Kneeling to him, Allison lifts his shirt and looks over the wounds.
"Oh, my God..."
"Why didn't you tell us?" Allison asked and Scott gave her a weak smile, "Sorry..." He said weakly. "Okay, just give us a second, okay?" Allison says then pulls Azalea, Stefan, Stiles and Lydia aside to whisper. "This shouldn't be happening- I've seen him heal from worse than this." Allison said.
"Okay, what do we do, then? Do we just call an ambulance?" Stiles asked and Allison sighed worriedly. "What if it's too late? What if they can't help?" She said, "We gotta do something." Stiles said. "You know, it could be psychological." Lydia making them all look at her confused, "What do you mean? Like, psychosomatic?" Stiles asked.
"Somatoformic."
"Som-"
"A physical illness from a psychogenic cause?" Lydia said and Allison and Stiles still looked incredibly confused making Stefan sigh, "She's saying it's all in his head." He said and Lydia nodded in agreement. "Because of Derek. He's not letting himself heal 'cause Derek died." Stiles said and Allison nodded, "So, what do we do?"
Lydia opens her purse and pulls out a travel sewing kit, "Stitch him up." She said and Allison and Stiles raise their eyebrows. "I'm serious! Maybe all he needs to do is just believe it's healing." Lydia said and Stiles nodded, "Okay, so whose gonna do it?" He asked. Stefan nudged Azalea sighed and she sighed, "I can do it..." She said making them look at her.
"She went to medical school Twenty years ago." Stefan said and Allison raised her eyebrows in amusement, "You went to medical school? Willingly?" She said and Azalea rolled her. "You dont wanna know how many high schools and colleges I've gone to. Okay?" She said and Lydia handed her the sewing kit.
A few minutes later a lighter flame licks the tip of a sewing needle, sanitizing its point. Clicking the lighter off, Azalea tosses it back to her brother. Stiles pulls out every paper towel from the dispenser, surrounding Scott with them as Azalea cleans the blood from the wounds. "He's gonna need another shirt. Where's his bag?" Azalea said and Stiles nodded.
"Um, I'm gonna get it. I hate needles anyway, so... How fast are you gonna...? I mean, the bus, like... the bus could leave." Stiles said making Azalea look at them, "Well, make sure it doesn't leave. Obviously." Azalea said and Stefan nodded. "We got it." He said before him, Stiles, Allison and Lydia walked out of the bathroom.
Azalea took a deep breath as she tried to threat the needle, "Its been years since I've done this... So, bear with me." She said as she glanced up at Scott whose eyes were closed. "Hey, you gotta stay with me, okay? Stay with me." She said as she pushed his head up, "I'm tired..." Scott said weakly and she nodded.
"Scott, just look at me, okay? Just keep looking at me." She said before looking back down at the threat and needle. She sighed in annoyance as she had problems getting the threat through the needle.
"Are you serious right now?" A familiar voice said making Azalea look over to see her sister, still wearing the same traditional Romanian dress she died in. "You can't thread a needle?" Ivona asked and Azalea rolled her eyes, "Great, I'm being haunted by my sister." Azalea muttered as she continued to try to threat the needle.
"Don't flatter yourself, dear sister. This is a one time thing." Ivona said and Azalea chuckled lowly, "Better be." She said and Ivona watched her try to thread the needle. "That's pathetic, Azalea. You've done this before." Ivona said, "It's not the same!" Azalea said in frustration making Scott jump slightly. "Sorry." Azalea said and Scott's eyes started to flutter slightly, "Now would you look at that." Ivona said as she looked at Scott.
"You're best friend is dead and your friend is dying. And you're not being any help... I see somethings just never change, no matter how long you live." Ivona said making Azalea stop for a moment as she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"If you've only came to patronize me, than you can leave." Azalea said as she opened her slightly glossy eyes and Ivona just crossed her arms over her chest and shrugged. "I'm not leaving until you thread the needle." Ivona said before walking up to Azalea, "Want me gone? Then thread the needle and save your friend." Ivona said.
Azalea stared at Scott for a moment before taking a deep breath and looking down at the needle and thread again. She slowly and carefully managed to get the thread through the needle making her sigh in relief and Ivona smirked slightly. "You hate me so much that you'll actually accomplish something for once to make me leave." She said making Azalea roll her eyes.
"Go die again, bitch." She muttered before starting to stitch Scott's wounds while Ivona shook her head slightly before disappearing.
A few minutes later Azalea finished stitching up the wounds before looking up at him. "Scott?" She asked but Scott didn't respond so she focused her hearing for a moment to hear his heartbeat was starting to be faint making her eyes widen. "Hey, Scott." She said as she gently patted his face and after a second he suddenly gasped awake making her pull away.
"It's my fault." He said in a distant whispered as she slightly grabbed his face, "Hey, Scott. Look at me." She said making him look at her. "It's okay." She said as she pulled her hand back and he glanced down at all the stitches.
"Did you do that?" He asked, looking up at her and she shrugged slightly, "Possibly..." She trailed off as she looked down at the stitches and he stared at her, impressed, for a moment. "Nice." He said making her look at up with a smile for a moment before nodding slightly.
"Can you stand?" She asked before helping him stand up and she grabbed his shirt, "Here, put this on."
** Scott slipped his jacket on before grabbing his helmet and going to walk out his room but jumped when he saw Azalea and Issac standing in the doorway. "Whoa..." He said and Azalea smirked and raised her eyebrows, "Where are you going?" She asked.
"Uh, I was gonna go get some food to eat..." He said and Isaac and Azalea glanced at each other, "Oh, cool! We'll come with you." Isaac said and Azalea nodded. "I'll drive." She said and Scott shook his head, "Nah, guys. It's okay. I can eat alone." Scott said and Isaac raised his eyebrows slightly.
"What are you getting?" He asked and Scott looked a lost for words, "Uh... Mexican...?" He said and Azalea smiled. "Oh, I love Mexican! Although American-Mexican isnt as good as it is in Mexico but it's enjoyable depending on where you do." She said and grabbed Isaac's hand and went to walk out but Scott stopped them.
"Guys, I can eat alone. It's okay." He said and Azalea smiled, raising her eyebrows as she walked over to him and grabbed his helmet. "You're not going alone." She said as she set the helmet down while Isaac nodded and Scott smiled softly, "Come on. First one of you there gets the passenger seat!" She said as she walked away.
"We're going to talk to him. Try to reason with him. That's it." Scott said as they got out of Azalea's car. Isaac nodded with a thoughtful look as he closes the car door, "What?" Scott asked and Isaac just shrugged, "It's just- I'm actually kind of hungry now." He said. "So am I." Scott said and Azalea nodded in agreement, "Me too." She said before the three of them started walking. **
"Is he okay?" Allison asked as Azalea helped Scott out of the bathroom, "Are you okay?" Lydia asked and Scott nodded. "Yeah. Stiles... Where's Stiles?" Scott asked and Allison sighed as Lydia grabbed Scott's bag, "Trying to stall Coach." She said and Lydia turned to her.
"We still don't have gas." She said and Allison shook her head, "Well, I'm not leaving him." She said. "Then we have to leave the car." Lydia said and Allison nodded, "Sounds good." She said before helping Azalea get Scott to the bus.
"What? That wasn't an actual suggestion... Allison, wait! Aw, screw it."
**Azalea, Scott and Isaac cautiously walked into the bowels of an abandoned mall, the structure both bare and foreboding. Standing just outside one shaft of light, Deucalion cocks his head, listening to their approach. "You didn't come alone." He said and Scott nodded and glanced back at the couple, "Yeah... this is Isaac and you already know Azalea."
"I'm not talking about Azalea and Isaac." Deucalion said and just then the crunch of boots made them look over as three silhouettes step into the light. Azalea sighed and shook her head when she saw Derek, Boyd and Cora walk out of the shadows.
"You knew I'd do this." Scott says but Derek doesn't look at him. He passes through a shaft of light and into darkness. When he steps into the light again, he's a werewolf, fangs bared, red glowing. Cora and Boyd transformed behind him, they approach, steady and fearless.
"Derek, don't. You can't do this and no one gets hurt. If someone dies-" Azalea says but Derek cut her off and points at Deucalion, "Him. Just him." He said and Deucalion raised his eyebrows in amusement.
"Just me? Now how's a blind man find his way into a place like this all on his own?" Suddenly the sound of claws scraping made them all turn to see Kali sliding down a pillar by her claws. And soon enough Ennis and the twins made an appearance as well. **
A whistle blowing over a crowd outside the bus where a fight has broken out as Coach desperately tries to pull the teenagers apart. Stiles turns to Scott who arrives helped by Allison and Azalea with Lydia behind them. "What's happening?" Scott asked, "They went after him. We told 'em what was happening with you, and they just went after him!" He said.
"Who, Boyd?" Azalea asked and Stiles shook his head, "No, Isaac." He said making her eyes widen as he and Scott glanced at each other.
"Isaac! Isaac! Isaac! Back off! Stop!" Coach yelled trying to break up the fight but still swinging his fists even as Danny struggles with him, Isaac tries to get another hit at Ethan. "You're not going to try to do anything?" Coach asked, looking at Stefan who stood next to Boyd, "I'm not dumb." Stefan said while shrugging. The twin takes the beating with a disturbing smile until suddenly Scott and Azalea pushed through the crowd.
"Isaac!" Scott's voice thunders through the crowd, turning every head and shutting every mouth. Whistle hanging off his lip, even Coach falls silent under the young man's commanding presence. Lowering his fist, Isaac looks at the healed Scott with relief. And finally, backs off while Azalea and Stefan looked at Scott shocked.
** Snarling, Derek rushes Deucalion. But Kali launches toward him, feet slashing. At the same time, Ennis quickly takes both Boyd and Cora to the ground. Above, Ethan and Aiden leap off a platform. Two feet land below, the Twin Alpha formed. The creature roars, turning to face Scott and Isaac, both now transformed and charging into the fight. Azalea sighed, rolling her shoulders slightly before moving to help Cots and Boyd with Ennis.
But as bodies hit the floor, limbs crack and blood flies Ennis wraps his powerful arms around Isaac, Kali shoves Cora to the floor with a foot over her neck while grabbing Azalea by the neck, making sure that her claws are in the perfect position to rip Azalea's throat out whenever. The Twins drag a struggling Scott into a vise-like hold. Spitting blood, Boyd tries to push himself up from the cement floor as Derek turns to find him lying at his feet.
"Kill him. The others can go." Deucalion says making all eyes look to Derek as Boyd peers up at him while still trying to find the strength to rise. "You're beaten. Do it, Derek. Take the first step." Deucalion said. Scott and the others look on Derek and the choice presented to him.
"Are we serious with this kid? Look at him. He's an Alpha? To what? A couple of useless teenagers?" Kali snarled. "Some have more promise than others." Deucalion says, he turns slightly, almost as if he's looking at Scott. But the others keep their eyes on Derek.
"Let him rise to the occasion then. What'll it be, Derek? Pack or family?" Kali asked as her eyes glow a fierce red as she pushes her foot down on Cora's neck, threatening to break it before smirking. "Or best friend?" She said as he tightened her grip on Azalea neck, drawing drops of dark red blood as her claws dug into flesh making Azalea grit her teeth in pain.
Derek looks from his sister to Azalea to Boyd, an impossible decision. Until, his ear picks up a familiar sound.
The drawing of a bow string.
Derek ducked down as a flashbolt arrow whistles past and strikes the Twins, exploding against them in a blinding flash. Scott slips free as Ethan and Aiden break apart, bodies tumbling back. "Your eyes- cover your eyes!" Deucalion yells making Kali let go of Blake and Cora. Azalea quickly brings her foot up, kicking Kali away before ducking down to grab Cora, covering both of their eyes in the process
As Derek pulls Boyd to his feet, Ennis drops Isaac and charges like a battering ram toward Scott. But astonishingly, Scott drops his shoulder and rushes in to meet the Alpha. As they claw with brutal force, for the briefest second, Scott's eyes glow red-the eyes of an Alpha. Azalea watched in shock, seeing the color change but Scott tumbles back.
Eyes returned to yellow and not recovering nearly fast enough when he sees Derek pulled to his feet by Ennis. Scrambling forward, Scott swipes at Ennis's ankle, catching him right in the Achilles' heel. Ennis staggers forward. Derek's feet hit the floor, but he stumbles as well, Ennis's hands still locked on him. Both werewolves tumble backwards.
Derek looks at Scott as both men go off the side of the escalator platform. Their bodies fall, slamming to the pavement with a terrible cracking sound. Azalea flinched slightly as tears clouded her eyes while she slowly fell to her knees.**
"You know..." Azalea said as she sat down next to Scott on the bus making him look at her, "If Derek's really dead, you never know with him... It's wasn't your fault." She said and he sighed softly. "Maybe..." He said and she raised her eyebrows slightly, "How's your stitches?" She asked and he lifted his shirt up slightly to reveal he was halfway healed making her smile.
"Thanks, by the way." He said and she shrugged slightly, "I was doing you a favor. Dying on the way to a track meet? So embarrassing." She said making him chuckle before looking at her.
"What?" She asked when she noticed his staring and he shook his head slightly, "Nothing. Never noticed that you have nice eyes before." He said and she hummed, "Are they nice enough to where it's a good thing that they're the last thing people see before I kill them?" She asked and he gave her a look.
"Do you ever think about anything other than murder?" He asked and she smiled and shook her head, "Nope!" She said. He chuckled and shook his head slightly as she patted his shoulder before moving to so sit with Isaac again.
"You." Azalea said as she pointed at Isaac making his eyes widen slightly, "If you were going to beat the shit out of someone, warn me next time. I would have liked to watch." She said and he chuckled and nodded. "I keep that in mind." He said before kissing her cheek making her smile at him.