How hard could it be? • LM / SS

Chapter 47

                 "I'm your biggest fan
                   I'll follow you until
                        you love me."

"Just stay out of the way!" Scott yelled behind him. He shoved past Jade, muttering a quiet apology as he disappeared into the crowds of people.

Allison stood there, looking on the verge of tears. All she had been trying to do was help! She didn't know that Scott had a plan! "You okay?" Jade asked, brows furrowed in concern.

"Yeah. I've got to get back to Matt.. so-" Allison rubbed her neck anxiously. She had a feeling this evening probably wasn't going to end well.

"Wait, you came with Matt?" the blonde asked, her tone suddenly alarmed. She nodded in confusion. Jade knew she was coming with Matt; he said it the other day in the corridor. But then again, she had bigger things she was worrying about.

"Jade, you need to supervise Isaac and Erica," Max said, standing beside the girls.

"Why can't you do it?" she asked.

"I've got to make sure people aren't acting suspicious. Puppet, puppeteer," he hissed, walking off to stand at the door, where he could get a better view of the rave.

Jade groaned in frustration. Allison raised a brow, waiting to see why her coming with Matt was such a bad thing. She didn't like him, it wasn't real. It was just a rave. "Look, I've got to go. Just be careful around him, okay? I'll explain later. Text me so I know you got home okay," Jade shouted over the music, before making her way through the crowds.

She stood to the side of the bar, searching for Isaac, Erica or Jackson. Preferably all of them. She finally saw them, the three teens dancing together. Then she didn't see them anymore; it looked as if they'd fell. She quickly manoeuvred around, stopping next to Isaac. "Are you okay?" she whispered.

"The needle," he said through gritted teeth. "You need to do it in neck, through a vein."

She glanced across the dance floor, seeing the needle being kicked around. She grabbed it off the floor, praying no one would step on her hands. Finding Jackson, she stood behind him, stabbing the needle full of ketamine into his neck. "Why are you so heavy?" she hissed. Isaac and Erica stood by her side, dragging him out of the race.

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"Okay then," Chris Argent's voice sounded from around the corner. Max pushed his back further into the bin he was hiding behind, waiting for the right opportunity. Maybe it was good that he had his seer abilities. "How about 'didn't anyone ever tell you not to bring claws to a gunfight?"

The sound of multiple guns being loaded was heard from, what he assumed was hunters. Brilliant.

"Yeah, that one sounded pretty good," Boyd noted.

The hunters began to shoot, Boyd and Derek jumping behind the bin. Max put a finger on his lip, hinting for the werewolves to be quiet. They better hope they didn't ruin his advantage. Boyd growled, his eyes turning yellow and his fangs appearing. He ran out, Derek following after him.

Max sighed, peeking his head out from behind the obstacle. The alpha and beta had taken down two hunters already. They worked fast. He saw a hunter standing around wildly. Raising his gun, Max shot two bullets into the man's legs.

Quickly, he jumped up, rolling off the bin and landing on his knees. The hunters began to shoot at him, but he ducked behind a wall. Why did he always have to do the right thing and almost get himself killed in the process? It wouldn't exactly earn him any extra points on a CV.