Crave (Teen Wolf Fanfic)

Chapter 8

I follow my instincts and they lead me to the police station.

I remember that my uncle is going on a date. But why would she go after my uncle?

I run in there and see Lydia and Kira already there. They're warning Lydia's mom. I then realize Tracy killed all the people who were trying to help her. That day at school, she was in the counselors office talking to Lydia's mom.

I look around and see that most of the deputies are paralyzed. A low growling sound erupts through the silence and I look up. Tracy is there, hanging from the ceiling, her tail swinging back and forth behind her.

I freeze in place, unable to move. I want to run but what good will that do?

"Ember, run," Uncle Stilinski tells me. I nod and go into his office. I shut the door and watch as Kira fights Tracy with a sword. I look around for a weapon that will help me. With no luck, I open the door. Lydia is holding her side that is bleeding. I rush over to help her and stand by her side.

"It's ok. You're going to be ok," I say. Kira cuts Tracy's tail off and Tracy runs out of the room. The fact that Kira is glowing orange and her eyes are orange, distracts me. I forgot, she's a kitsune. I shake my head and hold Lydia. Kira helps me take Lydia into another room. I then leave them and go over to uncle Stilinski.

"Are you ok?" I ask. He nods and I stay by his side. Malia goes into the basement where Tracy is to stop her. Tracy still thinks she's in a night terror. She isn't asleep and she doesn't know it.

"Tracy. Tracy look at me. You're not dreaming. All of this is real. You're not dreaming," Malia says. "What...what's happenings to me?" she asks. The doctors show up and inject her with a gun. "Condition is terminal," it says in a robotic voice as the same grey liquid pours out of her lips. The other one releases its hold on Malia and they leave. Tracy remains motionless on the ground.

The vision ends and I look around as Liam, Scott, Stiles, Theo, and Dr. Deaton come in. Scott helps me with my uncle as he is gaining his ability to move again.

I hold onto my uncle and help him with his balance. He heads downstairs with Scott and Stiles to go get Tracy. I sit down in a chair and hold my head in my hands. I can't believe that all just happened.

*

The three doctors have Donovan. They're inspecting him. "His condition looks promising," one of them says. They grab a tool and pull out his teeth one by one. Blood drips down his cheeks. He then grows in many sets of sharp teeth like a piranha.

*

Lydia goes to the hospital. I wait for her with everyone else. The tension in the air is unbearable. Lydia had to go into surgery. I feel bad for not trying to help her when I chickened out and hid in the office.

After a while, I go home with Stiles and Malia. Stiles is writing on a see through board with white marker. I go into my room and lay down in bed. I'm exhausted.

*

The next day, I get ready and go to school. Hopefully today won't be as...eventful as the last.

"Hey Ember," Liam says. I smile wearily at him.

"How are you...handling things?" he asks.

"Great. Just great. You know I don't even remember Beacon Hills being a hunting ground for werewolves. I'm holding up just fine though," I say sarcastically.

"I know it's a lot to take in but-" I no longer hear him anymore as another vision takes over my senses.

Donovan is lying in a chair tied up. He starts thrashing against the ties holding him down. "You're lucky they're allowing me to talk to you. They don't usually do that. Not giving me much time. See these guys they believe in numbers and results. They way the pros and cons and decide pretty quickly," a familiar voice says. I still can't make out his face in the dark light. "Decide what?" Donovan asks. "Whether or not you die. By the way this is the psyche evaluation from when you applied to be a sheriff's deputy. Multi phase in the personality inventory. Do you know what that is? It's a test that assesses abnormal behavior. It's supposed to be able to tell when your lying or being defensive or if you're a total psycho. Your results were disappointing. You scored high on the psychopathic deviate scale. That's bad. I'm not even going to get into your anger/expression inventory. Just this one quote here at the end, 'not suitable for law enforcement.' It sucks right? You never get to be a cop like your dad. But it doesn't matter because you got something else now...power. Real power. Strength, speed, heightened senses. So what do you do with power like that. I know what you're thinking, go after Stilinski, break his legs, cut off his ears, pull out his teeth. The problem is, sooner or later physical pain is manageable. See real pain is emotional pain, the kind of pain that lasts. If you wanna cause Stilinski devastating pain, soul crushing, emotional pain, don't go after him. Go after someone he loves." Theo. Theo is telling Donovan to go after Stiles.