Derek POV:
"Stiles, you still have a police radio on you?" I ask, hoping he's still the old thief I knew.
"Hmph...Naw....I-I don't....steal-"
"STILES!"
"Ya ya, hold on I'll get it." He runs off to his car, grabbing a bag which looks pretty full of stuff.
"Open up one side." He hands me part of the bag and mutters a thanks, theres so many things in here...
"Stiles what is all of this?" He moves his hand around in the bag in search for-I'm gueesing- The radio.
"Uh...Just all the stuff I've... borrowed from my dad." He grins in delight as he pulls out the radio,
"Lets tune in-" he twists a knob, first static comes out, but he adjusts it a few times and yelling comes through the speakers.
"MANDATE MANDATE!!! CODE RED! ALL UNITS TO WASHINGTON DRIVE!!" Both of us snap our heads towards each other,
"What the hell is code red?"
"A Body...."
"Dead?"
"No a body of water! Your as bad as Scott. By the way, where is he?"
"Trying to find HAV." The brother looks down, getting reminded that your sister, scratch that, twin, is kidnapped by a psychotic werewolf probably isn't a good day.
"Time to go."
-//-
*NEAR WASHINGTON DRIVE*
HAVOC POV:
I need blood
I need flesh
human flesh
Nothing else
I need to KILL
KILL
KILL
KILL
A roar erupts near me as I dig into another person, this time its an older man, not as good as the middle aged women I ript apart a few minutes ago, this guys flesh is a little too.... chewy.
Something slams into my side, but it doesn't faze me, nothing really fazes me at the moment. I look down to see my leg gushing out blood. I look back up to see a police officer holding a gun. This kinda annoys me, So I tear out his spine. Oh well.
"HAVOC!!" A roughly familiar voice rings through my conscience, but I cant place it.
A Hairy thing comes at me and knocks me down.
"I don't like you." I tell this thing, tilting my head to the side. He looks stricken with fear.
Good.
"Havoc, this isn't you, listen to my voice, I know you're in there. Just think." He tells me,
"I don't think I really wanna listen to you mister, I don't like taking orders from strange hairy things." I say, squinting my eyes at the beast. I think of fire, how cool is fire? Kills everything in its path,
"I like fire..." I tell him, looking around us, he only looks at me with confusion.
"What are you talking about-"
"I said I like FIRE!" I scream, raising both of my arms up, creating a ring of fire around us. Pretty.
"Come on Hav, we need to go!" The mysterious man says again. I don't care
"No, You do." I walk closer to him and swing a left hook at him, hitting him square in the jaw, bones crush upon my touch. More! My mind screams at me, I walk towards him again, this time I break his right leg, It's like Christmas morning.
He cries out in sweet pain, I raise my fist again but he grabs it before I can land another one,
"Havoc, please, don't!" he begs me, grabbing my other wrist as well. His electric blue eyes waver, and sea green ones replace it, I've seen those before..
A part of my mind shines through,
HAVOC STOP
GO AWAY
STOP!
NO!
LOOK! ITS DEREK! DEREK HALE! THE ONE YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON!
I DON'T CARE
YES YOU DO!
NO!
STOP BEING STUBBORN AND LET ME TAKE CONTROL! My inner inner self yells at me, giving me a splitting headache, but I comply and let this nicer version of me take over, before I collapse.
DEREK POV:
Her eyes.... white with black sprayed on them, and.... she's so not a werewolf...it's worse, so so much worse.
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