I'm Not A Hero //Stiles Stili...

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"๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘Ž๐‘ค๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’! ๐ผ ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘›, ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘™๐‘ฆ, ๐‘–๐‘ก'๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๏ฟฝ... Lebih Banyak

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Coach blew his whistle "Back to your seat."

This bus ride was going to be long, y/n sat in a seat by herself in the back. Her brother had just died and she didn't know what to feel, she had gone through this once already thinking all of her siblings died in the fire but she was just warming up to him and he was gone. Y/n's gaze moved up when she heard her dad speak again

"McCall, not you too."

Her line of sight moved to Scott "No, coach, I'm good."

"Hey, Scott, you're bleeding again. And don't tell me that it's just taking longer to heal, okay?" Stiles looked at him "Because I'm pretty sure that still bleeding means not healing, like, at all."

"He's listening." Scott warned

"Is he gonna do something?" Y/n sat up in her seat beside them

"Not in front of this many people." Scott shook his head

"Okay, well, what about the two ticking time bombs sitting right near him?" Stiles mentione towards boyfriend and Issac

"No, they won't. Not here."

"Okay, well, what if they do? Are you gonna stop 'em?" Stiles asked

"If I have to."

~

The bus haulted to a stop causing a few students to jerk forward, scott stood up seconds later

"Scott? Where are you going?" Stiles asked

"Boyd. He's gonna do something."

"Okay, what? How do you know?" Y/n furrowed her brows

"Look at his hands." Scott mentioned them to look at Boyd, his claws were in the seat. Stiles stood up letting Scott out. Scott leaned to talk to Boyd the two watching intently. Scott and Issac held Boyd down as he went to attack. Scott must have resolved it because he was walking back to his seat

"Crisis averted?" Stoked asked earning a nod from Scott " Okay, good. 'Cause we got another problem. Ethan keeps checking his phone, like, every five minutes. It's like he's waiting for something, 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, but you know that."

"I don't like him sitting with Danny." Scott said quietly

"Yeah, neither do I." Y/n shook her head

"I'm gonna see what he's waiting for." Stiles pulled out his phone

"What are you doing?" Scott: questioned

"I'm gonna ask"

'Find out what Ethan keeps checking his phone' stiles texted danny

Danny looked back and shook his head at stiles, stiles sent another message

'Just do it'

'No' Danny replied

'ASK HIM' stiled tried again Danny looked back before typing another message out

'NO. I like this guy. What's wrong with you?'

'It's important PLEASE " stiles continued, Danny put his phone away so stiles kept sending him messages making danny's phone go off. Danny talked to Ethan first a minute before the two looked back at stiles and Scott the two ducked as if they couldn't have already seen them

"Well, that wasn't very subtle." Y/n shook her head at the two and slumped back in her seat

'Someone close to him is sick might not make it through the night' Danny sent

"Ennis?" Scott asked

"Okay, so does that mean, uh..." Stiles tried

"He's not dead." Scott finished, this gained y/ns attention

Coach was tormenting Jared before he turned to them all "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!" Stiles rose his hand "Stilinski, put your hand down."

"You know, there's, like, a food exit about a half a mile up. I don't know if we stop and then maybe-" stiles tried

"We're not gonna stop." He yelled back

"Okay, but if we stop-"

"Stilinski! Shut it!" Coach blew his whisyle "Seriously! It's a little bus! Stop asking me questions!"

"I hate him." Stikes said as he leaned back in his seat y/n shook her head st him

"Did you call Deaton?" Y/n asked Scott

"I keep getting his voice mail."

"That's it. I'm calling Lydia and Allison." Y/n pulled out her phone

"How are they gonna help, back in Beacon Hills?" Scott questioned

"They're not. They've been following us for hours." Stiled added as y/n diled the nunber

"Hey y/n Yeah, we're just about to walk into a movie, uh, you know, the popcorn and..." Lydia answered

"I know you guys are right behind us. Put me on speaker." Y/n yelled her

"Okay." Lydia put her on speaker

"Okay, look, Scott's still hurt"

"What do you mean still?" Allison questioned "he's not healing?"

"No, he's not healing. I think he's actually getting worse. The blood's turning, like, a black color." Stiled added

"W... What's wrong with him?" Allison admed

"What's wrong with him? I don't... do I have a PhD in lycanthropy? How am I supposed to know that?" Stiled continued

"We need to get him off the bus." Allison nodded

"And take him where, a hospital?" Lydia asked

"If he's dying, yeah. there's a rest area about a mile up. Tell the coach to pull over." She told them

"Yeah, I've been trying." Stiled sighed

"Well, reason with him." Allison continued

"Reason? Have you met this guy?" Y/n told her

"Just try something."

~

"Coach, it's five minutes for a bathroom break, okay? We've been on this thing for, like, three hours" stiles said and coach blew the whistle "It's 60 miles to the next rest stop" again "Being cooped up for hours is not good" and again "You know, our bladders aren't exactly." Another time 'Coach, this is." Whistle "Can you" whistle "Please" whistle again "Let me talk! I'm" whistle "every time"

A long whistle followed until coach talked "Get back to your seat, Stilinski!"

"Okay!" Stiles yelled

"Jared, keep your eyes on the horizon." Coach reminded him

"Hey, Jared. How you doing?" Stoked gave him a smile

~

Everyone filed off the bus as quickly as possible Jared threw up all over the bus

"Jared, you suck!" Coach yelled "Hey, somebody grab some towels or a mop or a new bus."

"I could have just talked to him you know" y/n grimaced as Allison and stoles brought Scott Into one of the bathrooms. Y/n stayed in front of the door blocking it so nobody went in

After a few minutes someone walked up to the door but y/n stopped them "I'm sorry can't go in, throw up massacre. Everyone- it's just everywhere"

And with that they walked, no ran, away

"Let's go. Back on the bus!" Coach yelled

"Shit" y/n let out, she ran to coach but he wasn't listening when she argued to wait Aiden ended up saying something about Derek

"He deserved to die it was coming his way"

which made y/n turn around

"What the hell did you just say"

"What are you gonna do about it" Aiden looked at her with a chuckle

"I'll show yo-" she pulled up her fist to do something but to be honest she would have lost. Miserably.

Then Issac looked at him.  When all of a sudden Issac had him on the ground punching him over and over. It gained everyone's attention as they huddled around

"Isaac, Isaac, Isaac!" Coach yelled "Back off! Stop."

"Isaac!" Scott yelled gaining his attention, Issac stood up and looked st scott

~

"All right. Let's go over this one more time. So it's the sacrifices, right? Everything has to do with them and someone who thinks he's, like, a dark druid of some kind." Stiled asked from beside Lydia, Allison and scott: sat next to each other and Issac and y/n sat behind them

"Or actually is a dark druid." Y/n added

"A Darach." Stiles corrected

"You know... Some ancient cultures sacrificed people in preparation for battle." Lydia nodded as she spoke

"So we got Alpha werewolves against a dark druid." Stiled asked

"Yeah." Lydia nidded

"You know, if he's really dead, it's not your fault." Allison looked at scott

"Maybe." He nodded

Y/n's head leaned against the back of the seat as she thought about everything  about Derek mostly. Issac wrapped an arm around the girl before pulling her closer so she could lay on his shoulder. The girl let out a long sigh when Issac began to speak

"I'm sorry we lost him I tried to help him but he didn't want it"

"You did all you could" the girl smiled softly "thank you"

~

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