Willow ↠ Teen Wolf

[52]

Willow felt shivers down her spine as Stiles parked in front of the school. She got out of the car and felt the breeze on her skin, making goosebumps appear on her bare legs. She looked at the school as every bad thing that happened there rushed in her mind.

"Wills?" Stiles put a hand on her shoulder making her flinch.

"Someone's going to be taken tonight." She spoke not taking her eyes away from the building.

"Is that Willow talking or the Oread?" Stiles asked looking back and forth.

"Isn't that the same thing?" Willow shot back furrowing her eyebrows.

"I guess." Stiles nodded, grabbing her hand. "We're here to stop it. Come on, the recital has already begun."

Willow dropped Stiles' hand when they reached the doors and sheepishly smiled at him.

"You go find Scott and the others." She nodded towards the doors. "I actually have to pee first." She lied, hoping he wouldn't catch it.

"Okay, be quick." He nodded kissing her cheek before slowly opening the doors.

Willow let out the breath she was holding and quickly walked to the main building following the sounds she was hearing. The minute she opened the doors, an eerie feeling of déjà vu hit her. Remembering her nightmare, she realized she had heard Lydia scream in it. Afraid for her friend's life considering Lydia was smart enough to be considered a philosopher, Willow started running, the chanting getting louder with each step she took. She stopped and took a step back, realizing it was coming from Ms. Blake's class. With a shaky hand, she opened the door and saw Ms. Blake standing in front of the window with her back turned to her.

"Ms. Blake?" Willow called out, the chanting still loud and clear. "Ms. Blake, I need you to get out." She walked towards her English teacher, thinking she was the Darach's next sacrifice.

"Oh, I wish you didn't come here Willow." Ms. Blake spoke up and faced her with a sickeningly sweet smile. "Migraine?" She asked when Willow winced, clutching her head from how loud the chanting was ringing in her ears.

"It's you?" Willow asked in disbelief, taking a step back. "How didn't I know?" She asked mostly herself her back hitting the door as Ms. Blake slowly walked towards her.

"Mistletoe." Ms. Blake replied with a smile. "You wouldn't believe how useful a tiny plant is." By the time she finished her sentence, she was right in front of Willow who had tears in her eyes from the pain she was feeling. "I couldn't have a stupid little Oread messing up my plans."

Willow groaned, rolling to her side on the floor waking up to a shrill screaming. Blinking couple of times, Willow tried to get her eyesight back after Jennifer Blake, the Darach, threw her to the other side of the class making her pass out.

"Lydia?" Willow frowned trying to get up but fell down, seeing spots as she did so.

"Unbelievable." She heard Ms. Blake talk to Lydia. "You have no idea what you are, do you? The wailing woman. A banshee, right before my eyes." Willow almost didn't hear her talking because of the chanting still ringing her ears. "You're just like me Lydia. Look like the innocent flower but be the serpent under it. It's too bad, though. And too late."

Clenching her jaw, Willow got to her feet, her wrists taped together. She staggered towards Jennifer Blake and took a deep breath.

"No, please." Lydia choked out as she held a blade to her throat.

"Step away from her." Willow took a fighting stance with all her might but Jennifer just smirked at her and threw her away with a force field.

"One last philosopher." Willow had tears running down her face when the chanting suddenly stopped.