Have you ever woken up DEAD? Well I did... when I was eight years old I woke up in my bed covered in blood. I found my mother, father, and baby sister all dead in their sleep. Soaked in blood. From then on I felt like death. Everyone around me dies...
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SUN ALMOST SET, Allison and Stiles throw cautious glances at Derek and his pack outside the window while Luna paces around trying to conceal her anger. With the hand not holding the crossbow, Allison pulls out her phone.
Stiles head swivels towards her quickly with a look of worry, "What are you doing?"
"I think... I think I have to call my Dad."
"But if he finds you here. You and Scott-"
"I know. But what are we supposed to do? They're not here to scare us. They're here to kill Lydia."
Breath tightening with anxiety, Stiles looks at the phone in Allison's hand. Neither of them knowing what to do.
Luna chuckles humorlessly cracking her knuckles, "I'll be right back."
Stiles and Allison both stare in question as Luna disappears out the front door. Outside Derek and his Betas all stand waiting for the perfect time to attack. Luna slams the door closed behind her, then stomps towards Derek and the others with fury written all over her face.
Derek glances beside him and sees Erica and Issac take a few steps back. He frowns confused turning the opposite way to see Boyd shaking his head while holding up his hands also taking a step back.
"Oh come on it's just Luna."
As he turns back to look forward, he feels his cheek on fire and his head snap sideways.
"Yeah just Luna." Luna smirks.
"Luna loo-" Derek starts to say but is cut off by Luna raising her hand again and this time punching Derek across the face.
His head snaps to the side before looking back at her with a blank stare. Gripping her arm, Derek looks at her trembling hand and frowns.
"I don't want to fight you Luna."
Luna lets out a frustrated growl as she tries to pull her arm back. She huffs as Derek doesn't let go.
"I don't care what you want Hale. Screw you. Now let go so I can pummel your stupid face in."
As Luna tries to continue jerking her arm out Derek's tight grip, his necklace pops out from his shirt. Freezing, Luna looks down at the silver jewelry and frowns.
"Why are you wearing that?"
Derek glances down then sighs, "Because you gave it to me."
Luna shakes her head scoffing, "I gave that necklace to my boyfriend. The guy that I trusted. That I lo- not you."
Derek loosens his grip as his face softens. He opens his mouth to speak but Luna finally yanks her arm away from him.
Pointing at him angrily Luna glares, "You're trying to kill my best friend. I don't know you."
