Beacon Hills was an odd town. Tucked away in the forests of California, and crawling with creatures the outside world wasn't aware existed. And unfortunately, the new home to Artemis Argent and his sister Allison. If you asked Artemis, he'd say he w...
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It's late at night, Scott and Allison are holding hands as the former leads the latter out of the main building of the school and into the parking lot. They slowly run over to a nearby bus, giggling all the way. "Come on." Allison laughs, "Where are you taking me?" Scott, still holding Allison's hand, turns back to look at her with a big smile on his face. "Somewhere where we can be alone." Allison's laugh once again fills the silence. "We are alone..." Scott turns so his back is resting on the door to the bus. He gently pulls Allison toward him so that their faces are nearly touching. "Somewhere where we can be more alone." Scott elbows the folding door open and looks at Allison suggestively. The two stare at each other, both still smiling, before Scott finally turns to lead her inside. He walks until he's about three rows from the back of the bus before sitting down in the seat on the right side, resting his back against the window.
Allison, deciding to tease him, sits on the seat across from him on the left side and stares at him flirtatiously, interested to see which of them will concede first and move towards the other. Scott stares at Allison with a shy smile on his face, and Allison shrugs and smiles back. Scott bites his lip and waits a beat before he finally moves toward her, bracing himself on the back of the seat in front of them as he leans over and kisses her. Just as Scott starts kissing Allison's neck, the hand braced on the back of the seat grips harder, his claws to starting to extend. He grips even harder to try to control himself, slashing the leather seat. Realizing that he's starting to transform, he pulls away from Allison, keeping his head down so his bangs cover his face. The shadows conceal any Werewolf features that may be emerging as he struggles to control himself.
Allison, still somewhat dazed from the kiss, looks up at him with half-lidded eyes and whispers. "Hey, what's wrong?" Scott steps back and turns so that he's facing the front of the bus. He braces himself on the backs of two seats with each hand as his breathing becomes even harder, keeping his head down as he speaks in a low, urgent tone of voice. "Get away." As he pants, his features become more animalistic, fully shifting. Allison stands up and moves so she's standing behind him, looking at him with a concerned expression "Scott?" Scott, barely hanging onto control at this point, begs her to stay away, his voice turning into a growl. "Get way from me..." After a brief second, Scott's ears finally lengthen until the tips are pointed. Unable to hold himself back any longer, he turns to face Allison. Seeing his face, she grows terrified for her life. She backs away, now panting for breath herself as Scott watches her, his vision bleeding red around the edges. Allison slowly backs down the aisle towards the door as Scott, just as slowly, stalks toward her like a predator chasing his prey. She turns around and runs toward the exit, but Scott is too quick, kneeling and grabbing her by the ankle before yanking her backwards toward him. Allison let's out a painted and terrified scream, desperately trying to get away as Scott pulls her backwards toward the rear of the bus. She scrambles to find anything to hold onto in hopes of breaking his hold. Allison grips the metal bars bolting the seats to the floor of the bus and the back of the seats themselves, still trying to escape him. She finally manages to grab one of the bars bolted to the floor, giving her something to lean on as she kicks Scott in the gut with enough force that he breaks his grip. He flies backwards and smacks against the emergency exit at the back of the bus. Now that there's some distance between them, Allison is able to get back on her feet and run toward the front door once again. Since the door folds open from the inside, Allison can't get it to open without the bus being turned on. She whimpers in fear as she turns her head to see that Scott has completely ripped one of the back seats of the bus off of the floor. She frantically pounds against the door to no avail. Scott throws the seat down the aisle, and she's forced to smash her body against the door to avoid being hit by it. Allison has just barely managed to squeeze her bloody fingers through the crack between the door and the door frame when she sees Scott stalking back toward her and screams in terror. Scott's vision is now completely red as he makes his way to the front door, and Allison, who now has the fingers from both hands shoved through the crack in the door. She just barely managed to pull it open when Scott grabs her by the face with his hand, covering her mouth to muffle another scream, and pulls her back, causing the door to shut again.
