Mad Hunter ✿ Derek Hale

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Lydia's house was filled with people who danced around as music blared. Elizabeth stood against the wall, drinking her drink.

She ignored the fact her head was spinning, Scott and Stiles standing by her.
"Are you going to apologize to Allison or what?" Stiles asked.
Scott looked up at him confusedly, and Elizabeth interrupted. "He should."
"Why should I apologize?"
"Cause you're the guy, it's like what we do."

"I didn't do anything wrong?"
"You should still apologize." Elizabeth said, rocking on her heels.
Scott looked at her. "Are you buzzed?"

She motioned her fingers into a pinch. "I'm slightly intoxicated."
Stiles looked at Scott with a rose brow.

"I'm not apologizing."
"Is that the full moon talking, buddy?"
"Probably." He answered.

Elizabeth hummed before placing her back to the wall when she saw Scott stand up.
"Don't stab yourself in the face." Scott said to Stiles.
"Why not?"
"Because Jackson's here."

Elizabeth watched as Lydia walked to him, and then he stared at them.

Derek was beginning to chain Isaac as Erica screamed, and Boyd grunted.
"How do you not feel this?" Isaac asked.
"I can feel every second of it." He said, tightening the chains.
"Then how can you control it?"
"By finding an anchor. Finding something meaningful to you, bind yourself to it, keep the human side in control."

"What is it for you?"
Derek looked up at him. "Anger, it doesn't have to be like that for everybody."
"You mean Scott?"
"Yeah."
Finishing, he sighed. "Alright, that should do it."

As Derek yanked at the chain, he pulled it forward, and his eyes met Isaac's before focusing on Erica and Boyd; who had changed.

Elizabeth couldn't feel her feet by the time she was walking around, humming to the music. Her eyes felt heavy as she looked around.

She found Stiles, who looked almost wasted. "Stiles! Dance with me."
He shrugged and grabbed her arm, and the two started dancing. Elizabeth ran her hands through her hair as she danced to the music, feeling the alcohol work through her system.
She laughed at the way Stiles danced.

Elizabeth stopped dancing as a person in the crowd of dancing people stood still, staring at her.
She stared at the tall boy with brown hair and blue eyes as he stared right at her, causing her to swallow.

She pushed through the crowd and ran, gasping as he appeared in front of her.
"It's been too long, Lizzie." He said, grabbing her waist. She yelped and tried to pull away.
"Let go of me, Jason." She said, trying not to play the horrible bus scene in her head. She felt tears in her eyes as he pressed his lips to her neck, and she tried to scream.

And then he was gone.

She was left there by herself, standing in Lydia's yard. She blinked the tears away in her eyes as she realized he wasn't there at all.

Her knees wobbled as she stood there, looking around. Nobody was around, and she felt a sob rip through her chest.
She hurried inside as her head span, and she quickened her pace as Jason's voice filled her ears.

I'm here, Lizzie.
Let's have some fun, like we did freshman year.
No one will ever believe you.

She snapped out of it as she fell to the ground, at the edge of the pool. She was in shock as Stiles sat next to her, her eyes staring at the water.

Derek lifted his phone to his ear as Erica and Boyd's screams filled the echoing room.
"Scott, can you call me back? I'm probably going to need some help."
As the sound of crushing metal occurred, Derek lifted his head.
"Definitely going to need some help."

His claws extended, and walked onto the train.
Leaning out of the way as Isaac tried to nip at him, he walked towards the other two.
Erica tore off the headware, and broke free of her chains. She swung at Derek, who luckily ducked in time to push her into the side of the train.

As Isaac ran off, he went to chase after him until Boyd attacked Derek. He fell to the floor as Boyd began to attack him.

"Stiles?" Scott asked as he held the bottle of water up. "Look at me, drink the water.  Stiles!"
"Drink it! Something's happening and I need you both to sober up right now." He said, looking at Elizabeth as she lay on the ground.

"What do you think you're doing?" A dark skinned girl asked.
"If you want to sober them up fast, that's not the way to do it."
"You can do better?"
"I can do best - boy."

She grabbed Stiles first, dunking his head into the pool. As she pulled him back out, she grabbed Elizabeth, doing the same to her.
"How do you feel?"
"Like I might have to revisit my policy of hitting a girl." Stiles answered.
"He's sober."

Elizabeth sighed as she rested her head on Stiles' shoulder to gain her breath.

Derek continued to fight Boyd and Erica. Although they covered him in scratches and wounds, he managed to knock both of them to the ground. As Erica began crawling back, Derek chained her wrist, only to stop as Boyd tried to run.

Isaac pushed him into the seat, and Erica scratched Derek. With a hiss, he knocked her back to the ground.

Derek watched as Isaac's eyes met his, nodding. Derek stared impressed, nodding back.

PLEASE HELP:

@JustGaaby has plagiarized my Anakin Skywalker fan-fiction "Armor" and is claiming it as her own.

I will not deal with plagiarism, especially because of the hard work I have put into my stories.

I am asking those who stand against Plagiarism as I do, to PLEASE REPORT HER.

I DON'T WANT HER TO STEAL ANYONE ELSE'S STORIES!

I would so appreciate it, I love you guys so much.

- cslaywalker