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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SCOTT slips inside a classroom with a relieved breath. Glancing around, he sees Stiles. But as soon as Stiles sees him, he looks away.
"You still not talking to me?"
Stiles ignores Scott as he takes the seat behind him. Scott looks over at Luna with a questioning face. She shrugs with pursed lips before looking at the front of the room.
"Can you at least tell me if your Dad is okay? It was just a bruise, right? Soft tissue damage?"
Still no response.
"You know I feel really bad about it?"
Still nothing.
"Okay, what if I told you that I'm trying to figure this out? And that I went to Derek for help."
Stiles frowns, "If I was talking to you, I'd tell you that you're an idiot for trusting him. But obviously I'm not talking to you."
The room settles for the beginning of class. Stiles opens his notebook, pen poised for note taking. Then, unable to stand it, he whips his head around.
"What did he say?"
...
Scott follows Stiles out of class with Luna slowly walking behind the two.
"He wants you to tap into your animal side and get angry? Correct me if I'm wrong, but every time you do that you try to kill someone. That someone usually being me and on occasion, Luna."
"That's what he means when he says he doesn't know if he can teach me. I have to be able to control it."
"How's he going to teach you to do that?" Stiles questions.
"I don't know. I don't think he does either."
"When are you seeing him again?"
"He doesn't want me to talk about it. He told me to act normal today. To just get through the day-"
Stiles rolls his eyes, "When?"
"He's coming to get me at work. At the Animal Clinic."
"Okay. Then that gives me until the end of the school day."
"To do what?"
"To teach you myself."
Scott stares at Stiles in confusion as he walks away pulling Luna along with him. Scott frowns as he opens his mouth to speak as they turn a corner and disappear.
"Wait what do you... what does that even mean?"
...
Stiles and Scott walk out to the field with their lacrosse equipment. At the benches, Stiles pulls out a black strap with a digital display at its center.
