Distracted

Chapter 22

"Looks like Derek needs help..." Stiles pondered

"He'll be fine, the pack would be on the way. Allison should be somewhere - Hold on I'll call her."

"I thought telling everyone the plan was a waste of time?"

"She and her dad have the most advantageous positions right now, they would be the best people to make sure I don't die tonight," Lydia taps on Allison's icon. As soon as she picks up, Lydia starts talking.

Stiles and Lydia make their way around the werewolf-ancient-warrior fight.

Can you make one or not?" Lydia said into the phone, "Great, do it in two minutes - Exactly two minutes, no matter what." Stiles looks to her and stays cautious of their surroundings. "Sooo, what's happening in two minutes?"

"All you need to worry about is that no one touches me." Lydia starts walking

"Um....What?" Stiles catches up and before he could get an answer - a body was thrown against the wall adjacent to them - 

"Scott! Don't you dare die yet -"
"Don't worry....You're still stuck with me..." Scott winced as he sat up "Why are you here anyway?"
"I have a plan and we're running out of time. Help Stiles, I have to go," Lydia rushed off towards the fight.

Derek braced himself for impact.
"For an alpha...you're not much of a role-model for your pack" Bodmall sneered - lifting her arm for another attack, her hand glowing slightly with the same burgundy as Finn healed her before.

Derek glanced just behind her and spotted red hair blowing in the wind...Is that...? No

An arrow landed just at his head then another just near it. Then another and another. Surrounding Bodmall and himself.

Confusion spread across both their faces.
A piecing scream.
Everyone stopped.

Bodmall fell to the ground as Derek managed to squeeze between the flames - struggling.

Lydia's face through the flames was the last thing he saw just before he fell into darkness.