'A BITE CHANGES EVERYTHING'

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I WOKE UP WITH A GASP opening my eyes wide open.

The last thing I remember is that Matt hit me on the back of the head and everything went black. Marty ratty is getting on my nerves. And I have no idea where Derek, Stiles or Jackson are. All I know I'm somewhere in a dark room confused.

"You're awake." I heard Matt's voice making me jump. I'm not alone that's on thing I know. He leaned forward shaking his hand.

"I always how someone like you would end up in a situation like this?" Matt asked me making me let out a scoff.

"How would you know?" I asked tilting my head to one side as he laughed at me.

"Come on, look at you." Matt told me making me frown to his words. Look at me? What's wrong?

"You're just so fragile. I'm surprised you haven't died yet." He told me, I looked down to the floor. I-I mean he isn't wrong about that.

"Do you even eat?" He asked me making me caught off guard. Now I'm extremely uncomfortable being in the same room with him. I got up but he pointed the gun at me again.

"Sit down." He told me but I didn't want to sit again. I wanted to leave. Get away from him as possible.

"If you want to kill me. Just do it." I said to him making Matt smirk.

"Why should if I can just watch you suffer as I kill everyone." He told me.

"Even your brother." He told me. My eyes shift to him, my eyebrows raised. My body froze at the mention of my brother.

"What did you?" I asked him, he just laughed at my face.

"Something..." Matt said to me.

"Fun." Matt said to me. I felt the urge to cry right now. I'm scared. Not for me but for my brother. I don't really care what happens to me.

"What did you do, Matt?" I asked him but he didn't say anything.

"P-please. Don't do anything to him. I-I'll do anything for you." I said to him with tears in my eyes.

"Please- don't." I whispered making him scream.

"Shut up!" He yelled at me making me jump.

"Sit your ass down before I shoot you." He told me making me slowly sit down.

What did he do to him?

Where is my brother?

Is he with my aunt?

Is Matt telling the truth? I'm scared. I'm really scared.

"You're not going to kill her." I heard Scott say making me turn around letting out a sigh. Thank god. Scott came closer and when he came closer I saw he was shot.

"Oh my god, Scott!" I said to him getting up when Matt stopped me.

"You know, I feel sorry for you, McCall. 'Cause right now, you're thinkin' how am I gonna explain this when it heals? And the sad part is, you don't even realize how incredible it is that you actually are healing. 'Cause you know what happens to everyone else when they get shot? They die." Matt said before pulling me towards him and he held to gun at me again for what the hundredth time.

"Like cute little Aurora." He said with a fake sad voice.

"Is that what happened to you?" Scott asked him, Matt let out a scoff feeling his breath hit the side of my neck.

"You drowned didn't you?" Scott said to him, I wanted to see Matt's face but I couldn't. "He shouldn't have let them drink." Matt said from behind me. "What? Who? Matt, what do you mean?" Scott said making him scream.

"Lahey!" He said making me wince. "He shouldn't have let them drink." Matt said once again. "What? Who was drinking?" Scott asked him.

"The swim team, you idiot! I didn't know what was happening. I didn't know they had just won state." Matt said making me close my eyes. I just want to get out of here. Or someone to help us.

"And lahey, he's letting his favorites come over to have a couple drinks to celebrate. Who cares if they're seventeen, right?" Matt said still having me against him.

"Were you at Isaac's?" Scott asked him before looking at me. All he could see in my face is that it's written saying 'I'm scared.'

"He had this first edition. Spider-man, it was it Batman? And we were gonna make a trade. But then I'm over there and I hear music, and everyone's having a good time, and I see Sean." Matt told us.

"He throws Jessica in the pool and then Bennett goes in and then-then Bennett goes in." Matt said.

"Bennett? What, the hunter?" Scott questioned Matt, who slowly nodded his head.

"And then Camden. Isaac's jarhead brother, he grabs me. He thinks it's funny." Matt said to us. "They threw you in?" I asked him as he had his gun on me making me swallow.

"I yelled that I can't swim, but nobody listens. I go under and I swallow water, and no one cares and I see these bodies underwater. I see Jessica's got her hands down Sean's board shorts. Tucker's grabbing Kara and I'm drowning." Matt said before I heard his voice break.

"I'm dying, and they're laughing. All of a sudden, I was just... I'm lying by the pool. And lahey is right there, right above me, and he says you tell no one!" He said to us before wrapping his arm around my throat making it hard to breathe.

"He says 'you tell no one! This-this is your fault! You don't know how to swim? What little bastard doesn't know how to swim? You say nothing. You tell no one. No one!' And I didn't." Matt said as I feel like I was going to fall unconscious to the floor.

"I didn't tell anyone and I would see them at school and they wouldn't even look at me. I'd wake up in the middle of the night. I'd gasp for breath and my parents they thought I was asthmatic." Matt said letting out a fake chuckle.

"They even gave me an inhaler. They didn't know that every time I closed my eyes, I-i was drowning. You know about that little white light that they talk about, you see when you die? Well, I didn't see anything. Just... Darkness. Everything was dark." Matt said. I wanted to but I didn't know if I should. I'm scared if a make one move I probably would get a bullet in my head.

"But then... then came the Argents funeral, and everything changed. I was taking some photos. And then, purely by accident Lahey gets in one of the photos. I looked down at the screen of my camera, and I just gave This unbelievable rage that fills up inside of me, and I just ...I look at him and I-i wanna see him dead." He told us.

"And the next day, he actually was. You know, Einstein was right. Imagination is more important than knowledge. It was like something out of Greek mythology. Like furies coming down to punish Orestes." Matt said letting out a chuckle in between a scoff.

"You have no idea what I'm talking about, do you?" He asked Scott. Can someone please come and save us. Save me.

"W-was he the guy who stabbed out his eyes?" Scott asked him making me close my eyes shut. "God, that's Oedipus, you dumbass!" Matt yelled at Scott making me cry.

"The Furies are deities of vengeance their tears ran of blood, and they had snakes for hair. If there was a crime that had gone unpunished, the Furies would do the punishing." Matt said to us. Be for his body moved facing a creepy have Kanima skin in Jackson's face.

"Jackson... is my Fury." Matt said. "And when I saw him the next night. It was like this bond had been cemented between the two of us." He said to us.

"I knew he had killed Lahey for me, and I knew he would do it again." Matt said to us turning to Jackson again.

"So, I went to Tucker's garage. I even paid for an oil change and guess what?" Matt said to us.

"He didn't even recognize me." Matt said. I was still
in his arms he didn't want to let go. I want to leave.

"So, when he wasn't looking. I took a shot of him with my camera and in a few hours, he was dead." He said to us.

"So, I took more pictures. All I had to do was take their picture... and Jackson's would take their life." Matt said before I wanted to speak.

"So, what you're going to take pictures of us and let Jackson kill us?" I said letting out in a breath before the lights immediately went out.

"What is this?" Matt asked before we heard the alarms sounding. "What is this? What's that? What's going on?" Matt yelled at us.

"I don't know." Scott said before we saw lights coming from outside, before I saw a guy with a gun and began to shoot at us through the window. Scott grabbed a hold of me and pulled me down with him using his body to protect me.

"What's happening?" I asked him as they kept instantly shooting at us.

"I don't know." He said before the gunfires all of a sudden stopped before we heard something being tossed insides and it began to fog making me hard to see.

"Aurora, get up. Let's go." Scott said holding my hand as we ran out of the room as quickly as we can before Scott let go and immediately went towards Jackson and attacking him to the ground before walking to the other side. I saw Stiles and Derek on the floor. Derek was now moving but Stiles was Still paralyzed.

"You're okay?" Stiles said to me making me nod.

"Y-yeah, I'm okay." I said to him.

"Take him. Go!" Derek said to Scott as Scott picked stiles up from the ground.

"What about you!" I asked Derek.

"I'll be fine. Go with them!" Derek said making me nod before following Stiles and Scott. There was too much fog to see, I couldn't see anything with it. I think I lost Stiles and Scott. I can't see and I couldn't see them.

"Scott!" I yelled but I couldn't find them at All.

"Scott!" I yelled but I couldn't hear him or see him. I went to the sheriff's office to look for a key that opens up a locker with full with weapons.

When I did I ran away quietly so I wouldn't make noise. I opened up the locker seeing with my own eyes the closet full of weapons. I grabbed a gun seeing if it has any bullets but it didn't so I searched everywhere to find a pack and when I did i immediately used it. I heard footsteps coming my way making me look up.

"Come on, Aurora. Hurry up!" I said as the footsteps became closer when I finished putting the bullets I raised the gun my hands shaking when Chris had a gun on his hand raising to me before lowering it when he saw me.

"Thank god." I said to him putting the gun down and immediately going up to him. I was scared with my life that I was going to die and I no one would be able to save me.

"Are you okay?" He asked me making me nod.

"Y-yeah, just pretty scared." I said to him roars from far away. He looked down at the gun I have.

"You know how to use it?" He asks me making me nod.

"Yeah, our dad taught me and Jeremy." I said to him.

"I-I need to go find my friends." I said to him as he gave me a nod.

"Yes, go." He told me before I ran off with the gun in my hand as I didn't hear anything happening.

Was it over?

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It's been two days since everything went down. Matt dead. And I haven't spoken to Stiles or Scott since that night and I guess it's my call.

I mean I've been through hell. I almost died. Matt held a gun at me. More than once. Stephan tried to kill me. Allison and I have been spending more time together than ever.

Jeremy has been doing his own things. But something has change, ever since Allison's mother died she been different.

I don't know how exactly but I know something is wrong and I guess I'm not the only one who knows that. Jackson has gone off the radar. I don't know who's controlling him now, I don't know.

And who's next. Erica, Boyd, and Isaac our missing-well on the run. Derek has been on his own lately. And me-god. I'm a literal mess. I don't know what else to do.

I'm terrified of everything going on. Just feeling that i will die somehow.

The supernatural made me like this and I don't think I can go back to my old self again. I've known the truth now.

Allison's my sister, her dad is my dad. I'm not just only a Collins, I'm also an argent. Which means I'm a hunter too. Christopher wants me to change my surname.

But, for some reason it's strange to me. I don't think I can't get rid of my last name. My dad may not be my biological father but he grew up with me, watch me take my first steps and watch me grew up, until his last breath.

I miss them, i hope they are looking after me wherever they are.

But I think they died without telling me the truth. MmI wants to know everything.

Maybe this whole situation changed me for the better.

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I wasn't going to go the game. But Stiles texted me out of nowhere telling me if I was going to the game. I didn't want to, but he's my friend and I want to see them play.

I haven't spoken to stiles because since he told me that what Juliet said was true. I didn't know if he actually meant or not but I just want to know. But at the same time I don't. What if I tell him I like him and everything changes.

I don't want anything between us change. I made it to the game, it already started but I came late. Promise is a promise.

"Hey." I waved Mr. Stilinski making him smile.

"Hey." Melissa said to me. And I gave her a smile.

"You made it." He told me making me nod.

"Yeah," I said to him.

"Stiles, couldn't shut up about you coming tonight." Mr. Stilinski told me making me smile. Wasn't expecting that.

"Yeah," I said awkwardly taking a seat beside him.

"Um, do you think Stiles is going to play?" I asked him making him shrug his shoulders.

"I hope." He said to me making me nod.

"Yeah," I said.

"He should play. He could be good." I said to him with a smile.

"I get why he likes you." Mr. Stilinski said making me turn to him.

"What?" I asked him.

"He talks a lot about you." He told me making me smile.

"He does?" I asked him not sure what to say exactly.

"If you tell me he's head over heels for you." He said making me laugh. So it's true. It's true what Juliet told me. He does have feelings for me.

"You didn't know?" He said raising his eyebrows.

"N-no, I did. Someone told me too, but I didn't believe it." I said to him making him smile.

"Well, you should." Mr. Stilinski said to me. I felt a tint of blush creep up on my cheeks making me smile.

He likes me.

No one else.

He has feelings for me.

"Look." He told me. I turned and saw Stiles in the field.

"Yes, he's on the field with the team." I said with a smile. Making Stiles dad get up proud.

"My son is in the field!" He said making me laugh.

"He'll do just fine." I said with a smile. I said the coach blow out the whistle as the game began and stiles was standing in front it the goalie.

Someone tossed the ball to his stick as he stood there laughing. Before the other team attacked him to the ground making me wince.

"He's probably just warming up." Melissa said to us as we watched stiles grabbing the ball again. Oh, crap. I said be for two other guys attacked him again.

"Oh, he's just a little nervous. It happens to everyone. Plenty of time to turn it around." I said to them.

I rubbed my hands in my face frustrated. He then again was waiting to ball to grab it but instead it hit him in the head making me laugh at that.

We began to hear everyone booing making my lips into a thin line closing my eyes with a sighs. Dear, lord help stiles. They blow the whistle making me take a deep breath. We could win.

"He's been practicing on his own. He should be able to win." I said keeping my hopes up for him. If he didn't I won't talk to him again. So he better win. Or we will loose everything.

"I hope so." His dad said making me nod. They got in position waiting for the whistle to blow and when that happened Isaac was there basically attacking everyone making me wince everytime he hit someone.

He's probably doing because Jackson's in the game. Stiles fell making me wince and look away.

"Oh god." I said to them.

"Lahey!" I heard coach yell at him.

"Seriously, what the hell is your problem?" Coach yelled but Isaac ignored and kept doing it until he officially made eye contact with Jackson.

Shits about to go down. Isaac, and Jackson ran attacking the other team before Jackson attacked Isaac. He walked away with a smirk.

I saw Scott looking at Gerard and then back at Isaac. Something's wrong I could feel it. Melissa ran to Scott knowing that something is going on. Crazy shit is about to go down right about now. I saw Melissa run back making me whisper to her.

"Something is happening right?" I asked her as she gave me a nod. I watched how the other team attacked Scott and Stiles at the same time making me sigh.

"Is bad? Bad?" I asked her and she didn't reply making me know that it's really bad.

"Get up, Scott." I whispered to him before watching him run off. I wanted to go after him but I didn't want to leave the game.

Instead I stayed to look at Stiles plays even though I wanted to help. The game began again and another lacrosse player got attack making me wince.

"Come on, let's win." I said praying for something good to come out of this horrifying aggressive game.

Come on let's go. Let's win. We need to win.

It's like I'm talking about the lacrosse game but I'm actually talking about us, Gerard, and Jackson.

I heard everyone scream making me turn to see Stiles having the ball in hit stick.

He stood there before he actually ran as the whole two teams ran after him, he stood close enough to the goalie waiting for something happen.

Either get attack or throw the ball.

"Stilinski! Shoot it!" Coach yelled at him.

"The ball. Shoot it you idiot!" Coach said but stiles stood there not doing anything. I got up from the bench and yelled.

"Shoot it!" I yelled at him as he immediately shoot the ball and it directly went straight the net not even missing making scream with excitement and happiness as I watched him yelled.

"Yeah, I scored it goal!" He yelled making me laugh as I cheer him off. From there on, he kept getting the ball and when he does he doesn't even miss and hit it in the net making me cheer his off more as I laughed.

He did.

He actually did it.

It was the last home run and he had the ball, and I waited if he could shoot it and I screamed-more like cheered him off when he scored the last goal.

"Yes, woah!" I yelled clapping my hands together as the players hugged at yell cheering Stiles off. I smiled at it.

He did it.

I made eye contact with him, he looked at me beneath the helmet and I smiled at him while cheering. We didn't take our eyes from each other as we stared at each other like we were on fire. He smiled I smiled. We won. Before that the lights went out and everyone began to run and scream. I didn't know why.

I left the benches seeking my way out of the crowds as everyone pushed one another. I didn't know what to do. All I did is walk. The lights came back up and I saw coach run to the team as something. Someone got hurt. When it came to my head all I thought it could be Stiles.

"Stiles." I whispered pushing my way in but it wasn't him.

"Move. Move." Coach said I stood there not saying anything but looking at Jackson body on the floor unconscious probably not breathing. Lydia came running towards Jackson and saw his body on the ground.

"He's not breathing. No pulse." Melissa said to coach as she lifted his lacrosse shirt up. There was blood.

"Oh, my god. There's blood." Lydia said before I heard Scott.

"Look," Scott said and I immediately looked at Jackson's hand. He did it.

"He did it to himself." Isaac said as we all turned to each other then at Jackson's body.

"Get, down here and hold his head. Tilt it up." Melissa told a crying Lydia as she did was she was told and held his head tilting it a little as she was doing CPR. Sheriff Stilinski pushed through the crowd as he stopped beside me concerned and worried.

"Where's Stiles? Where's my son?" He said making me look around to look for stiles too. He wasn't here. He isn't here.

"Where, where's my-where's my son?" He repeated again. He's gone. I can't find him. He was just here.

"Where's Stiles?" I asked but no one seems to say anything.

"Where the hell is my son!" The sheriff said making me panic.

He's gone.

Not here.

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Okay, I love Stiles and Aurora. The aggressive game was the best. One more chapter left 🤭.

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