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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LIPS STAINED FROM BLACK BLOOD AND BREATHING WITH DIFFICULTY, Cora lies unconscious on Derek's bed. He sits beside her, watching with worry.
"She's dying, isn't she?"
Derek nods as Isaac slowly makes his way into the room.
"So what are you going to do?"
Derek's jaw clenched as he stares at his sister in despair, "I don't know."
"You think maybe you should try figuring something out? Something a little better than I don't know?"
From a dark corner, Peter looks out, watching Isaac's growing fury with interest.
"Because while Scott, Stiles, and Luna were out there actually trying to do something about people getting killed, you were in here rolling around the sheets with the actual killer. A serial killer, by the way. A human sacrificing, psychotic, messed-up face Druid. What the hell even is that? I mean what kind of total lack of judgment is missing from your head? Do you get how many people she's killed? Erica and Boyd are dead, Cora's dying..."
Derek takes it all with a solemn nod.
Isaac shakes his head looking at Derek in disgust hoping that the next words out his mouth would get somewhat of a reaction from Derek.
"Luna's dying... and you're doing nothing."
Derek perks up and stares at Isaac for a moment as his heart drops hearing about Luna. But then he turns back to Cora and nods once more.
Derek didn't know what he could do. It really was all his fault. His sister and his ex were dying, half his pack was dead, and an Alpha was coming to kill him. He had no idea what he could do. He had already messed up everything enough.
Isaac frowns at Derek's lack of emotion, "Why'd you do this to us? Was it all about power? Were you bored?" He stepped closer shrugging slightly, "Were you lonely?"
"Maybe."
The admission surprises Isaac, diminishing some of his anger.
But not all of it.
Grabbing his jacket, he turns to leave but freezes hearing Derek's strained voice.
"I told Cora I wouldn't leave her. I'll help Luna and the others as soon as I figure how to help her."
"There's no time! The full moon's coming. Melissa and the Sheriff are going to be dead. Argent or Fallen are going to be taken... So I'm going to try to help. You stay here and keep perfecting the art of doing nothing."
Isaac slams the steel door shut behind him making Derek swallow harshly. Peter takes a step out the darkness with a light shrug of one shoulder.
"I wouldn't take it personally. Anger's just a tool. He's using it to excuse shifting allegiances from one Alpha to another," Off Derek's look Peter corrects himself, "From you to Scott."
