chapter sixty-three
❝so i embrace the terror, my soul is yours to keep❞
dreamcatchers
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"Okay. Hands on the wheel, at 10:00 and 2:00."
"Actually, the recommended position is now 9:00 and 3:00. At 10:00 and 2:00, a deployed airbag could break your thumbs."
Kennedy sits in the backseat of the car, sitting next to Kira. In the front seats, were Malia and Lydia. Malia, in the drivers seat. "Mine would heal." Malia deadpanned.
"Save your strength." Said Lydia. "And try not to destroy your beautiful new car. 9:00 and 3:00."
Malia looks down at the car, looking at the shift. Kennedy watched as Malia purses her lips together, pushing on the gas. "All right. Just ease into it. There you go."
"Please shut up."
Kira held up her hands, "No problem. Shutting up."
They watched Malia slowly turn the car down to the wrong side of the road "Other way." Kennedy said
"Other way," Kira said, waving her finger, "Uh, other way."
Lydia sighed, "We are now off the road, this is not the road." Lydia says.
"Other way."
Kennedy looked ahead of them, "Malia, please go the other way." She said as the car began to beep
Malia looked down, "What is that? What is beeping?"
"The car's telling you not to run into the tree." Lydia told the Tate, "Turn the wheel." Kennedy's eyes widen, "Malia!" The car swiftly moved just before they collide into the tree.
Kennedy scoots forward, "And try to stay on the actual road." She says to Malia. The Hale suddenly
flies back as the car turns into a sharp U.
Kira nods, "Okay, sure. Uh, this is called a U-turn."
"You said, Turn the wheel." Malia quietly said to Lydia. The Tate straightens the car.
"Maybe you should press a little harder on the gas," Lydia whispers. Suddenly, Kira and Kennedy fall on top of each other as Malia presses harshly on the pedal, the car speeding down the road
Kennedy groaned, "God, I will throw up,"
"Don't you dare!" Lydia hissed, turning to point at Kennedy. The redhead looked back at the windshield. "Okay, just turn up here." She says, Malia takes a harsh turn. "Slowly!" Malia stomps on the break. "Go," The car speeds down the road.
Malia speaks up, "Anybody want to tell me where we're going?" She asked.
"The school. We can finish with parking practice in the lot." Lydia explained
Kennedy slowly leaned over, studying the road around them "Lydia, we're actually heading downtown." Kira said.
"What?"
Kennedy speaks up, "If we want to go to the school we should do a U-turn. Shouldn't we?" She said.
"No." Lydia said in a monotone voice. "Keep going."
"You sure?" Asked Malia.
"Yes. We're almost there." The Martin said. Kennedy rose a brow, looking around. She knew this was related to Lydia's banshee powers, but it didn't make it any less creepy.
When they got to their destination, whatever that means, Kennedy crawled out of the car closely behind Lydia, Kira, and Malia. They came to a stop at a car wreck. Lydia swallows thickly, "Call 911."
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Kennedy walks over to Sheriff Stilinski. "Boys," Kennedy turns around, sighing in relief when she sees Scott and Stiles. Stiles jogged over, hugging his girlfriend. "Scott, you saw this kid, Donovan. He... He wasn't like you, right?"
Scott shakes his head, "I don't think so. Unless he knows how to hide his scent." He explained.
"Well, human or otherwise, this kid might have just murdered his lawyer and mortally wounded two officers." Noah explained. "We've got an APB out on him, but you think you two can find him faster?"
Kennedy and Scott shared a look. "We can try." Scott answered.
"All right." Noah hands the McCall a walkie talkie "Keep it on channel two."
Kennedy looks at Stiles, pecking his cheek before running after Scott. The two of them ran past the scene, jumping over a wall and landing on a dumpster. Scott flipped off, landing smoothly.
"Excuse me?" Scott turned around. "I'm in heels!"
Scott rolled his eyes, turning around and assisting his friend down. She smiled triumphantly, the two of them looking around the scene. The scent that filled her nose caught her attention. The two of them walked down the alley.
"Scotty?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you smell that?" Kennedy asked, looking at him. The McCall slowly looked over, nodding.
"Blood."
Before either of them could say anything else, someone runs up from behind them. Scott grabs the figure, flipping them over his shoulder. Kennedy steps back as she watches a male fly onto the stone. It was a boy with chains on his wrists, and blood dripping from the side of his head.
"Is this Donovan?" Kennedy asked.
"Tracy," Donovan whispered, "Tracy."
Kennedy kneeled down as Scott turned on his radio. "Scott, is that you?" Jordan Parrish asked.
"Yeah, we found Donovan." Scott said. Kennedy looked over Donovan's injuries, "He's completely freaked out. He keeps saying some name."
"What name?" Asked Noah Stilinski.
Kennedy turned back to Donovan, running her hand over his face. "Tracy," He whispered again.
Scott turned to the radio, "Tracy. He keeps saying Tracy."
"Tracy who?"
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Kennedy and Stiles stood side by side, the boys arms wrapped around her shoulder. Malia stood to Kennedy's side. They, along with Scott, Kira, Lydia, Liam, and Mason Hewitt circled around the Jeep.
"Tracy wasn't just having trouble sleeping." Lydia explained to the group, "It was a real disorder. It was night terrors."
"Well, now she's the night terror. Especially since no one can find her." Stiles explained. Kennedy elbowed his side.
Scott sighed, "Okay, I know we're all tired and miserable," He trailed off, looking over to Mason. "Except for you."
Mason looked over, "Oh. I'm sorry." He said as he looked around, "This is all just mind-blowing." The boy looked at Kira, "You're a kitsune. I don't even know what that is."
Kira nods, "I'm still learning."
"Liam, we said you could tell him. Not invite him to the inner circle." Stiles explained.
"Uh, I'm in the inner circle?"
"No." Liam and Stiles said at the same time.
Kennedy rolled her eyes. "Back to Tracy," She trailed off, "We can find her. She's one lone wolf, right?"
"One lone serial-killing wolf." Malia pointed out to her sister. Kennedy frowned, wishing she didn't add that part.
Stiles held up a hand. "Uh, she only killed one person, you know. The other two were mauled."
"I'm going to maul you both!" Kennedy chimed, throwing her hands in the air at her boyfriend and sister.
Stiles shook his head, "All right, what do we do when we catch her?"
"I say we put her down." Malia answered. Kennedy puckered her lips, looking over to Scott. Kira followed. Lydia crossed her arms, looking at the True Alpha. Liam looked up. Mason's mouth hung open in disbelief.
"Intense."
"I like you!" Kennedy said with a smile, pointing at Mason. "You're in my inner circle,"
Scott spoke up, "Guys, let's concentrate on catching her first. We'll figure out the rest later." He explained.
Kennedy sighed, "Okay, sounds great," She said with a smile. "Come on, M,"
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Kennedy and Stiles walked into class together. "I'm starting to wonder if your dad even cares I sleep in your room anymore."
"Oh, definitely not," Stiles said. "He and I already talked about it."
The Hale girl slowly turned her head. "Seriously? And what did he say?" She asked. She sat in her usual seat, the human boy sitting in front of her. Stiles turns around, resting his elbows on her desk. He watched as his girlfriend pulled out her usual markers and such, and he smiled softly.
He tilted his head back and forth. "Well, first, he gave me the sex talk,"
Kennedy's eyes got big, "Did you tell him about the bet from middle school? About..." She trailed off, nodding her head side to side.
"Yes, except very vaguely. He was horrified and said he knew it was a mistake to have me sleeping over at a girls house, but Ben said we'd make good choices," Stiles explained. Kennedy shrugged, finding the statement fair. "But then he said if I'm going to have any girls in my bedroom, he'd rather it be you."
Kennedy scrunched up her nose. "Really?" She said with a smile. The human boy nods, but he knows that's not all that was said.
Noah Stilinski stood in his sons room. He had just came to multiple realizations. One; his son lost his virginity almost two years ago. Two; his son made a bet with a girl about their virginities when they were 12.
Stiles watched as his dad sighed. Noah sat down next to his son, linking his fingers together in thought. "Stiles, when you look at Kennedy, what do you think about?"
It was a weird question, but Stiles assumed his dad was going somewhere with this. He shrugged, "Well, usually I look at her eyes. You can see a lot of emotions in someone's eyes. Windows to the soul, or something," The boy scratched his chin, thinking. "Then, I think about how pretty she is, if she did something different with her hair, or her makeup. I love the days she comes to school without makeup. Oh, and then I look at her smile because her smile is really cute and it is probably the best part of my day." Noah listened to his son, a knowing smile on his face. Stiles tapped his foot, fiddling with his fingers. "I think about how much I love her," He said honestly. Stiles slowly turns his head to study his dad. To his surprise, Noah is wiping his glossy eyes. "Dad? Are you crying?"
Noah chuckled, "No," He lied. Stiles frowned, unsure what was so sad about what he said. Noah looked at the ground. "You sound a lot like me when I met your mom," He said to his son. Stiles's expression softened. "I've known Kennedy since she was ten years old. And if there was one girl in the entire universe made for my son, it's her." The elder Stilinski said. The statement made Stiles's heart swell. He knew his dad loved Kenny, but hearing him talk about her in such an amazing way just hit Stiles emotionally.
The eighteen year old looked up at his dad. "Can I tell you something?" He asked.
"Of course,"
Stiles swallowed the nervous lump in his throat. "I think I want to marry her." He blurted. Noah sat back slightly, letting the information sink in. "I know it's a little soon, and we just started senior year, but it's not like I'm proposing any time soon. I just, I really love her, you know? And marrying Kennedy sounds like a fairy tale. It probably wouldn't happen for years. Like maybe I'd propose after we graduate or something-"
"Stiles," Noah cuts the boy off. Stiles looks up, mouth open from mid sentence. "You act like it's such a crazy statement." He said honestly.
"Well,"
Noah chuckled, "Finish high school first. You have a million other things to do."
Something catches Kennedy's attention. Using her wolf senses, the Hale's eyes are drawn to the door. Liam Dunbar stands there, urgently waving his hands around. Kennedy furrowed her brow, waving her hand back and forth in wait for him to say what he needed.
"Tracy is here. She's in history class right now." Liam whispered. Kennedy's eyes got big as she looked around the classroom.
Stiles turned to the door, seeing the sophomore standing there. He spun back to his girlfriend. "What is it?" He asked in concern.
Kennedy started shoving her stuff in her bag. "Tracy," She stated bluntly. "I'll be back."
Liam waited outside of the classroom as Kennedy came rushing out. "What class does Scott have?" He asked the female alpha.
"AP Bio,"
The Dunbar frowned. "But that class is for smart people." He began.
"Yep," Kennedy said. She sharply turned on her heel. Confusion waved over Liam. Instead of questioning further, he followed the Hale down the hall to where Scott was with Lydia and Kira. Kennedy could see Theo Raeken in the back of the classroom, but she didn't look too long.
The teacher, Mrs. Finch, was distracting Scott, waiting for an answer. Scott eyeballed the two teens, tapping on his ear for them to speak. Kennedy rolled her eyes. "She's here," Liam began. "She's in history class right now. Tracy. She's here."
Kennedy began to be impatient. She pushed Liam out of her way, walking further into the room. Mrs. Finch turned her head. "Kennedy Hale, how good to see you,"
"Hi, Mrs. Finch. Can I steal Scott from you for a moment? It's kind of an emergency regarding his mom." Kennedy lied quickly. Everyone in the class looked at Scott in confusion.
Mrs. Finch looked at the McCall, "Yes, I suppose that's alright," She said. Scott began to gather his things. Kennedy smiled at the teacher, waving to
Kira and Lydia before tugging Scott out of class.
"How many students are in there?" Scott immediately asked.
"There's not even an empty desk," Liam told the McCall.
Kennedy sighed, "Pull the fire alarm,"
Scott's eyes widened, "What?"
"We have to get everyone out of there, so pull it!"
Scott turned to the closest alarm down the hall. The three teens ran, Scott tugging on it quickly. The blaring alarmed echoed through the school. Liam and Kennedy sighed as Scott watched students pile out of the classrooms.
The Alpha's walked into Ken Yukimura's classroom. There, Hayden Romero was asking the unmoving Tracy Stewart if she was okay. As Hayden moved to talk to the teacher, Tracy grabs her wrist harshly.
"Stay back," Kennedy said to Liam as Scott and her go down the rows on either side of Tracy.
"Tracy," Scott called out.
Kennedy looked at Hayden, "Just be calm, okay? She's not even awake," She told the Romero girl. Hayden frowned in confusion.
"Tracy, let go." Scott said again. Tracy Stewart, still in her trance, began to stand up.
Hayden whined in pain as blood began to spill. "Hey, she's hurting me,"
"It's okay, but if we move to fast she might hurt you more," Kennedy explained. Hayden's eyes widened in alarm, but she obliged.
"Tracy, let her go." Scott said again.
"They're coming." Tracy whispered. She released Hayden from her grip, and Kennedy rushed to the sophomores aid. "They're coming for all of us." Tracy suddenly collapsed to the ground. It was something they hadn't seen before. However, it got worse as silver fluids began pouring out of her mouth, quickly and disgustingly.
Kennedy looked at Hayden, "Are you okay?" Hayden nods, not really sure what to reply with. Scott and Mr. Yukimura pulled the unconscious girl off the floor, rushing to the doors. "Liam, stay here," Kennedy warned the boy, running after them.
Stiles and Malia round the corner, seeing both Scott and Ken. They wave them along. Kennedy rushed over, smiling at Stiles. "Reds a good color on you," She complimented.
"Thanks, Babe, but not the time," Stiles linked hands with his girlfriend, "Let's go," He said as they piled out of the school.
"Wait," Kennedy came to a halt, causing everyone to look back at her. "That girl was hurt. I should stay back and make sure she's okay. Liam and I will meet up with you guys soon,"
Stiles looked at his girlfriend, realizing she had a point. "Okay," He whispered before leaning over and kissing her quickly. "Call me?"
"Of course,"
Kennedy walked back into the school as Liam watched Hayden walk away. "They're taking her to the Animal Clinic?" Asked Kira as she and Lydia walked over.
"Yeah, to see if Deaton can figure out what's wrong with her." Explained Kennedy.
Lydia shrugged her shoulders, "What's wrong with her is that she killed two people. Her father and, according to Parrish, her psychiatrist."
"Isn't there anyone else we can talk to?" Kira asked. "Does she still have her mom? Any family?"
Kennedy shrugged, "An Alpha." She pointed out. "If she's a werewolf, she probably has an Alpha."
"Anyone know if a new one's moved into Beacon Hills?" Asked Lydia, raising her brows.
"No, but there's an old one. One of the oldest." Kira explained as she held her books to her chest. "We know her."
Kennedy looked at Liam, who had a clenched jaw, "And her pack." He mumbled.
Lydia clasps her hands together, "Great. You and Mason go talk to whoever that is, and we'll go back to Tracy's house." She told them.
Kennedy threw her hands up, "Sometimes I feel like I'm in a detective crime show," She commented, rushing after the Yukimura and the Martin.
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Kira follows the two girls with red tinted hair, "Hold on." Lydia held on to the door, turning to look at the asian girl. "Isn't this like a crime scene or something?" Kira asked worriedly.
"No." Lydia hushed, opening the door and walking in. The three girls paused, seeing tape that read POLICE LINE DO NOT CROSS along the bed. Lydia pursed her lips together, tilting it to the side, "Maybe."
Kennedy shook her head, "Don't worry about it." She whispered to Kira.
"Okay, so what are we looking for?" Kira asked, looking around. Kennedy walked further into the room, studying the space. For a moment, Kennedy thinks about her old room in the Stallard home. Sure, she had bedrooms at Derek and Peters houses, but nothing quite like the one she had with Ben Stallard. Maybe it was the homeyness of the space being hers for six years, and the personalization, or maybe it was the good memories she had in it, whether it was her playing dolls with Lydia when they were kids, or hiding Jackson in her closet from Ben, or maybe that January night where she and Stiles completed a stupid bet they made. She missed that room. And sometimes, despite Ben being the reason the Argents came to town in the first place, and him calling her such horrible names, she missed the man that took her in and raised her as his daughter.
Lydia looks around, "I am not sure." She confessed to Kira. "I'm mostly just following a feeling." Lydia said before walking over to the bed.
Kira tilted her head, "Your feelings usually lead to dead bodies." She pointed out as Lydia turned on a lamp.
"Well, let me know if you find one." Lydia chimed, raising her brows. Kira sighed, not really enjoying that answer.
Kennedy looked around the room, pulling the closet door open. There were clothes inside, reminding Kennedy of her own wardrobe back when she was younger. It was strange to think that at one point not too long ago Kennedy was so different. She was the it girl with two loser best friends and a horrible breakup story. The worst things in her life were breakups and loser friends. Now, she was an alpha werewolf with seer abilities, fighting evil to save her friends.
Talk about a soap opera.
"Hey, look at this." Kira said. Kennedy turned around, walking out of the closet towards Lydia and Kira. The Kitsune held a dream catcher, with a note alongside it. "Remember, TracyBear, it only works if you believe it. Hope this helps. Love, Dad." Kira turns to the two girls, "This is beyond depressing."
Kennedy nods, "He was just trying to help her." She hums.
"Why would she go after him like that?" Asked Kira.
Lydia shrugs, "I guess she wasn't in control of herself." She said as she scratched the back of her head.
Kennedy shook her head, "But it wasn't even a full moon." She commented, crossing her arms.
"Maybe a werewolf with night terrors is worse than a," Lydia trailed off, taking the dream catcher in Kira's hand, "You know, there are cases of people who accidentally murdered their entire family while in a night terror." Lydia told the two girls. Kennedy rose a brow, looking down. "They had no idea what they were doing. It's called a homicidal somnambulism."
Kennedy shrugs, "Makes sense. I've totally almost killed people when I'm not in control, I can only imagine what it's like when you're dreaming,"She said pointedly.
"So if Tracy's killing people she doesn't really want to kill, she might not actually be awake." Kira said quietly. Lydia looks at the dream catcher, realization crossing her face.
"She's still in a night terror."
Time passed, and Lydia looked at the wall of pictures on Tracy's wall. Kennedy leaned against the dresser as Kira paced back and forth. The three girls were trying to think of anything, anything at all. "Okay, wait a second. Her dad was just trying to help her, right?"
"So was her psychiatrist." Lydia commented.
"And maybe that's why she was at the school." Kira offered.
Kennedy rose a brow. "She was looking for someone else who was just trying to help?" She asked.
"Yeah, and," Kira turned towards the Martin, "Oh, maybe it was you?" Lydia turned around, and Kira frowned. "Or not. Since that would mean she wants to kill you." She mumbled.
Lydia shakes her head, "No, you're right. I was trying to help. But..." Lydia trailed off in thought, "So was someone else. My mother."
Kennedy stood up off the dresser, "What if Tracy went to the school looking for her?" She asked, looking over at Lydia. "Where is she now?"
Lydia sighed, "On a date." She mumbled.
Kennedy's eyes are wide. "Okay, I got keys, we're leaving. Like now," She said before running out of the room. Kira and Lydia share looks, close behind.
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Kennedy ran into the Sheriff's station, Lydia and Kira close behind. Noah looked over in confusion, as did Natalie Martin. "Mom, she's coming." Lydia says. Kennedy looks around, "Tracy's coming for you."
"What? What do you mean for me?" Natalie asked in confusion. Kennedy looked up, her stare turning more so into a glare. Lydia and Kira soon followed. Above them, was a kanima-like Tracy. Tracy hissed at them.
Kennedy's eyes turned red at the same time as Tracy's eyes turned into a lizard like yellow. Kennedy flicked her claws as Tracy jumped at her. Lydia jumped back. Kennedy roared as she slashed at Tracy. Noah Stilinski pulled out his gun, "Kenny, duck!"
The Hale jumped to the ground, letting the Stilinski aim his weapon. Gunfire shoots through the air, but Tracy scratched his hand, poisoning the human man and paralyzing him for the time being. Kira whipped out her belt, swishing it through the air. Kennedy growled lowly as Tracy began to attack the two girls. Kennedy jumped over hits as Kira deflected with her sword. While distracted, Tracy focuses on Kira. Kennedy turns around, rushing to save Natalie.
"Come on, let's go," Kennedy said, "Run!"
Natalie ran down the hall as Kennedy shoved her in the direction. Lydia edges to come closer, but stops when Tracy Stewart's kanima tail sticks through her side. Kennedy whips around, eyes wide as she watches her friend fall to the ground. "Lydia!"
Kennedy's eyes turn red as an uncontrollable anger and need to protect her friend floods her body. She runs at Tracy, fighting harder than before. Kira takes the time to jump on a near by desk, watching as Kennedy slashed at Tracy and manages to dodge every slice. Kennedy feels something behind her and Tracy as she knocks the Kanima to the ground. She turns around, seeing the kitsune side of Kira making an appearance.
Kira held out her sword, her eyes glowing orange as the figure surrounds her body. Tracy roars, running at Kennedy, who spins her self around. Just as Tracy moves, Kira's sword slices through Tracy's tail. Tracy let's put a painful scream, shoving Kennedy backwards. Kennedy breathed heavily as Tracy ran off. Kennedy looked down at Lydia, rushing to her aid.
However, she can't help but notice as Kira seems to bask in the feeling of her kitsune side. Both her and Lydia seem to notice, but the Martin gasps out in pain.
"What do I do!?" Kennedy asked, looking at her friend.
"Go after her," Lydia breathed out. "Find Tracy,"
Kennedy shook her head, eyes wide. "No, I need to save you," She said with worry. She looks at Kira, "Help me move her," The two girls pull the paralyzed Martin into the Sheriff's office. Both of them trying to cover the wound. Kennedy holds Lydia's hands, trying to take away any of the pain. Kennedy was panicking. Everyone was hurt and she needed to find Tracy. But she needed to make sure Lydia was okay.
Malia Tate walks in, seeing the blood all over the floor. Sheriff Stilinski looks over. "Careful," He utters out to the Tate,
"Malia?"
The were coyote turns at the voice, walking to the entrance of the Sheriff's office to see the horrible scene. "Lydia?" She asked, seeing one of her few friends hurt. It was a similar sensation that Kennedy had, the need to protect the Martin.
"Hey, it's not as bad as it looks." Lydia said quietly. Kennedy looked over at the Tate, knowing they could find Tracy together. "Listen, Tracy," Lydia struggles to speak, "She thinks... She thinks she's asleep. She thinks she's dreaming. It's a night terror."
Malia shakes her head, "I don't know what that," She trails off.
"She's not dreaming. She's not asleep. Get her to understand."
Kennedy stands up, "Girls!" Malia and Kennedy look at Sheriff Stilinski, "Basement. They're in the basement."
"They?" Malia asked in confusion, looking at Kennedy.
"Tracy," Lydia whispered, "And my mother."
Kennedy grabs Malia's wrist, "We need to go, now," She said. Malia nodded the pair running down the hall.
Maybe it was their family blood, maybe it was how they were born. But both sister had similar needs to do the right thing, whether or not they knew it. They needed to stop Tracy. How, was something they'd answer soon enough.
Kennedy swallowed thickly as she and Malia edged around the corner of the basement. On the floor, they could see silver and blood. The same silver that pooled out of Tracy's mouth before. Malia kept her claws out, looking at Kennedy.
The blood came to a stop, and there they saw Natalie Martin. She was unconscious. Malia and Kennedy slowly looked up to see Tracy holding the woman by her ankle, hissing at them both.
Malia lowly growled. Tracy snarled, throwing Natalie to the side. Kennedy sighed, tugging off her jacket. "Alright, I guess I'll fight in a skirt. Honestly, maybe I should take up the fashion classes," Kennedy commented.
Malia's face changed as she snarled at the kanima. She and Kennedy ran at Tracy. The younger girl ducked their claws, only frustrating Malia Tate. Tracy snarled as she jumped into the fight. Tracy threw her arm at Malia, who caught it mid air. Malia shoved the Stewart against the metal shelf, a screech escaping the Kanima. Malia swings the girl, but Tracy uses the wall to help her land on her feet. Malia falls into shelves. Kennedy roars as her face is completely changed. She kicks Tracy away from them both, giving Malia the time to stand up. Kennedy ducks Tracy's kanima claws. Malia grabs Tracy by the arm, kicking her leg out from under her.
Kennedy grabs Tracy's lower arm, the two girls pinning the Kanima creature down. Kennedy's foot lands on Tracy's throat. Malia looked at her sister, seeing a face she had only seen once before. And it scared her.
Kennedy's werewolf face darkened. Like it was no longer Kennnedy. Malia had seen it on Peter Hale, their father. Malia's blue eyes turned brown as she looked back at Tracy. Tracy's eyes turned from a lizard yellow to brown, as she began to choke for air as Kennedy put pressure on her.
It was hard to say what was going through Kennedy Hale's mind. There was a lot. Perhaps it was the thought of everyone above them who had been injured, including Lydia, Kennedy's best friend. Or maybe it was a flashback to two years ago when Kennedy's ex boyfriend had became a Kanima and was being used by Kennedy's stalker, who killed multiple people, including Ben Stallard. Or maybe it was simply the darkness that loomed over Kennedy like a storm cloud that had her like this.
But suddenly, she stopped.
Kennedy's face turned human, her eyes fading to hazel as she took her foot off of Tracy Stewart's throat. Tracy gasped out, feeling the air enter her lungs. Concern laced Malia's features as the sisters stepped back. "Tracy? Tracy." Malia began. Tracy looked around in confusion. "No, no, no. Look at me."
Tracy backed up from the two girls, pulling herself up. "You're not dreaming, Tracy. Okay?" Kennedy said in attempt to reassure her. "This is real."
"All this is real." Malia adds. Tracy looked around, hugging herself. Malia breathed heavily, "You get it? You get that?" Kennedy nods, feeling proud of Malia who was really being empathetic to the girl in front of them. "You're not dreaming, Tracy."
The Stewart spoke up, "What..." She breathed out, slowly looking up, "What's happening to me?"
Kennedy's eyes are wide as she doesn't know how to answer. Before she can, a man in all metal sticks a needle into the teenage girls neck. Kennedy and Malia run forward, but a man grabs Malia by the head, shoving her into the wall. Kennedy gasps out as another grabs her throat. His metal hand wraps around her tightly, her air cutting off. She kicked her legs as he lifts her off the ground. Kennedy and Malia helplessly watch as Tracy looks up, the silver liquid flowing from her moth, down her chin, and her neck.
Malia tries to fight the one holding her head, but all it does it hurt her more. Kennedy fells dizzy. Her lack of air causing her to feel out of it.
"Her condition is terminal," She heard one of them say as they pull whatever tool they've used to inject Tracy with out of her neck.
Tracy collapses to the ground, unmoving as the man walks away. The man holding onto Malia releases her, leaving her groaning and panting in pain. Kennedy falls to the ground, nearly hitting her head on the pavement.
Kennedy looks down the hall of the men, watching a figure with them. Her eyes are wide as she tries to pu herself off the ground. The figure with long dark hair, and familiar brown eyes. It was all a blur, the three men and the remaining figure leaving as if they were never there. Leaving Malia and Kennedy alone for a now dead Tracy between them both. Kennedy gasps out as she finds the air entering her lungs again, only able to muster out one word.
"Mom?"
NATALIA'S NOTES
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i was gonna wait til valentine's day to post this BUT I CANT WAIT TO SHARE THAT I JUST MET SHELLEY HENNIG.
& she was the sweetest ever like i cannot fathom. she asked me about myself first & we talked & then i asked her one teen wolf question & then we talked about the woman in the window show & the secret circle.
i asked her if a werewolf has painted nails and they use their claws what happens to the paint & she said it was the most unique question she's ever gotten & she's going to ask jeff about it & i'm screaming. she also said she wants to include that in the movie, but i highly doubt that'll happen.
also, i FINALLY planned the end of 6A for this book while i was live on tiktok & so now i have a goal to write towards for 6A! i'm literally so excited to write that episode but i have to finish 5B first! we have lots of drama happening this season so<3.
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anyways my 2022 is officially the best ever. i hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, i hope you enjoy your days, i hope you all have amazing weeks & weekends. i will talk to you all very very soon
TOODLES<3