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By fanficdiaries

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐲
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝
{𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝}

Evelyn couldn't describe the feeling of vampirism. But she did know it was the only thing in the world she never wanted to happen to her. She believed that when her time came, she would die and that was that.

But now? Now she was forced to live with an eternal hunger, cursed to watch everyone she cares about die around her while she lives. Unable to hear her own heartbeat hurt in a way the girl couldn't describe.

༄༄༄

"I'd like to volunteer a different method of persuasion..." Evelyn heard Peter say as she walked up to a hospital room, "Let's torture her."

"Works for me." Derek commented with a shrug.

"Me too." Evelyn agreed, bursting through the hospital room doors.

Everyone present in the room stared at the girl in both shock and disbelief, "Evie?" Scott was the first person to speak. "Yo-How?"

"I don't know." Evelyn told him honestly, "But I do know I'm itching to kill one psychotic bitch."

Before anyone could respond to her words, Melissa's voice was heard over the PA system. "Um, can I have your attention...? Mr. Deucalion...Excuse me, just Deucalion...requests you bring the woman calling herself Jennifer Blake to the ER reception. Do this, and everyone else can leave. You have ten minutes."

Ms. Blake sighed, "He's not gonna hurt her."

"Shut up!" Derek and Evelyn snapped in sync. "He won't!" Ms. Blake defended, "Scott, you know why. Tell them it's true."

Everyone shifted their eyes to the boy, Derek being the one to ask. "What does she mean?"

Ms. Blake responded to his question, "You're not the only one he wants in his pack. Deucalion doesn't just want an Alpha pack, he wants perfection. That means adding the rarest of Alphas to his ranks."

Peter was obviously stunned as he spoke. "A true Alpha."

"What's that?" Stiles asked. "The kind that doesn't have to steal his power from another. One that can rise by the force of his own will." Peter informed them, "Our little Scott."

"It doesn't matter." Scott said defeatedly. "We still need to get her out of here."

"Scott, your mom-." Scott cut the human boy off. "My mom said there's one more ambulance coming in twenty minutes. And I don't think we've been here that long, so, if we can get down to the garage, get to the last ambulance, we can get out of here."

"The twins aren't gonna let us just walk out." Derek said. "I'll distract them." Scott told him.

"You mean fight them." Derek corrected, Scott sighing. "Whatever I have to do."

"I'll help you." Derek said, Ms. Blake speaking up. "Um, sorry, but I'm not going anywhere without you, Derek."

"I'll do it." Peter told them, "But, I'd prefer to be out there with an advantage."

"An advantage?" Stiles asked, "Like what? You mean, like, a weapon?"

"Something better than a baseball bat." Peter commented, the group walking over to the cabinets and beginning to rummage through them.

Stiles held up two shock paddles, "Hey, wait, what about these?"

"Do you know how to use those?" Derek asked with a raised brow. "Well, no..."

"Put "em down." Derek said, Stiles doing as he said. However, he grabbed a syringe and picked it up as Scott looked over. "Epinephrine?"

"That's only gonna make him stronger." Derek commented, Peter looking over to the teen boy. "...How strong?"

Scott and Peter went out to fight the twins, but before they left Scott had hugged Evelyn, whispering in her ear. "I'm really glad you're alright."

༄༄༄

The four burst through the parking garage doors, Cora thrown over Derek's shoulder. "It's still here!" Stiles said, opening the ambulance doors as Derek sat Cora down on the gurney.

"Derek...?" Ms. Blake called out, spotting the dead driver's body beside the ambulance. "Over here."

"Julia." Kali sang-song, walking around to the side of the ambulance so she saw standing in front of Derek and Jennifer, twirling the ambulance keys in her hand."It is you."

"You can't beat her on your own." Ms. Blake said, Derek nodding. "That's why we're gonna run."

A few minutes after the two had left, Evelyn was sitting in the ambulance as Stiles secured the door. Once he was satisfied, he sat back down beside Evelyn. "Okay, okay, okay. We're okay. We're all right. You okay? How you doing, Evie?"

"I'm alright." Evelyn smiled at the boy, reassurance in her gaze.

"Good, th-that's good." Stiles looked down at Cora's body as his face dropped, "Why do you look like you're not breathing?" He leaned down to listen to her breathing "Because you aren't breathing, are you? Oh, no. Oh, God. Oh, no, no, no. Why are you not breathing? Come on."

"Stiles, breath." Evelyn coaxed, "Panicking isn't doing anything to help her."

Stiles nodded absentmindedly at her words, rolling up his sleeves. "Okay, okay, okay. You can do this. Here we go, tilt the head. Fingers on the chin. Clear the throat." He opened her mouth, "Great, nothing. I see nothing. Okay, all right, so, uh...just pinch the nose and blow." He put his lips to hers and blew, doing it again before checking her breathing only to come up empty. "Oh, come on, Cora. Come on, Cora. Come on, come on. Oh, come on, Cora, Come on, breathe. Come on, Cora, breathe."

The Hale sucked in a large breath, coughing a few times but otherwise didn't open up her eyes, Stiles exhaling and leaning back in relief. "You just hold on a little longer, okay? Trust me, if anyone's gonna get us out of this, it's Scott. Can't believe I just said that."

"What is it, Stiles?" Evelyn asked softly, noting the worry on the boy's face and his racing heart. She had to focus on anything except for the blood she could hear pumping in his veins, she couldn't hurt the boy, she wouldn't.

"You know, I actually used to be the one with the plan...well, or, at least a plan B." Stiles said, not making eye contact with the brunette. "Now? I don't know...Now, I'm thinking, maybe Cora was right. You know, maybe we are pretty much useless. Maybe all we really do is show up and find the bodies. I don't want to find my father's body."

Evelyn grabbed the boy's hand and intertwined it with her own, Stiles looking up at her. "I'm sorry." The boy whispered, Evelyn looking at him in confusion. "For what?"

"For not being able to stop your death." Stiles explained quietly, Evelyn's eyes and face softening into a sympathetic expression.

"Stile-." Evelyn cut herself when the sound of growling was heard nearby. The two leaned back against the ambulance wall so they couldn't be seen by an possible Alphas lurking around. The heard the sound of footsteps approaching and just as Stiles reached on to hold the door closed, Scott and Peter appeared in front of them. "Stiles! Stiles, open the door!"

"Sorry." Stiles apologized, quickly opening the doors. "Help me get him in." Scott said, Evelyn reaching over and putting the man in the seat in front of them. "Where's Derek and Jennifer?" Stiles asked.

"I have to go back for them." Scott replied, sighing deeply. "And my mom."

Stiles nodded uneasily at the boy's words, "Okay, two problems, Kali's got the keys to this thing, and I just saw the twins, like, 30 seconds ago."

Before the beta had a chance to respond, their was a bang heard nearby. "Stay here."

"Scott." Evelyn spoke up, "Let me come with you. Please."

Sensing the girls anxiety, Scott moved closer to her. "Hey, everything's gonna be fine. I'll get everyone out but I need you to stay here and protect them."

Evelyn nodded hesitantly at the boy which seemed to be enough for him. He nodded back at the girl before turning and running back into the hospital.

༄༄༄

The three heard tires screech outside of the ambulance, Peter quickly throwing up the doors and lifting Cora off the gurney, putting her into the car. Evelyn was about to get into the car herself when she looked back at Stiles, the boy staring directly at her before turning and taking off running into the hospital.

Without hesitation, Evelyn followed after the human boy, ignoring Issac's yells for them to come back. They ran through the hospital and caught a glimpse of Scott running, managing to miss him by just a short moment. They stopped outside the elevator, seeing Derek unconscious on the floor with an open tile on the ceiling. They looked away and took off after their friend again, finally meeting him on the roof.

"Scott." Stiles called out, "Scott, don't do this. Don't go with him."

"I don't know what else to do." Scott told them, Evelyn shaking her head. "No, there...there has to be another option than this, okay? We...we'll find a plan B."

"Not this time." Scott said, tears in his eyes. "Scott..."

"I'm gonna find your dad." Scott nodded, "I promise." The beta turned away from his friends and walked away, "Scott..." Stiles called out again, only this time he was ignored.

༄༄༄

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: sorry for the late update, I was so busy writing chapters I forgot I actually had to publish them :)

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