Five:
Stupid Violet

Magenta left her cousin in the hands of a Banshee and a werecoyote so she could go to her class. Magenta wasn't really paying attention since her attention was on the boy with photographs on his desk. Stiles Stilinski. Magenta snapped out of it when Coach hit Stiles desk.

"You know, Stilinski," The Coach lowered himself down before grabbing and looking at one of the photos. "If I could grade you on how profoundly you disturb me, you'd be an A plus student."

"Thanks, Coach." Stiles told his Lacrosse coach. Magenta tried not to laugh at the scene in front of her.

"Put those pictures away." The coach hit Stiles desk some more with a lacrosse stick before going away. That's when Stiles noticed something that caught Magenta's serious attention. "Stilinski!"

Magenta watched as Stiles pulled on the Lacrosse stick and pull at the end before looking at one of the pictures. Magenta knew it was the one with the stab markings.

"What the hell is wrong with you?Don't answer that." Coach told his student before pulling on the Lacrosse stick. Both Scott and Magenta looked at Stiles, expecting an answer.

"It's a lacrosse player." Stiles answered the unasked question.

"The killers on the team." Scott added on. The bell soon rung, causing the three to sprint to room where they looked for the weapon. Kira even managed to join them in the hunt.

"This . . . This is pointless. Most of the team plays with their own gear." Scott pointed out.

"Maybe instead of trying to find a lacrosse stick with a hidden dagger in it we should be trying to get the game canceled?" Kira asked.

"The games the best way to catch him red-handed." Scott answered.

"And I doubt the coach would cancel it. He seems crazy to me." Magenta mumbled the last part.

"But what if he's red-handed 'cause his hands are covered in the blood of the person that he just stabbed to death?" Stiles sarcastic said.

"That would make our job way easier." Magenta commented from beside Stiles.

"Which by the way could be either of you guys." Stiles told them. Causing Scott to realize something.

"Or Liam. Well, we don't have the whole list and he could be on it." Scott told the three other people in the room.

"We don't know anything about the list." Stiles said. "How's it's made, how it's updated. I mean, who's been out taking a supernatural census anyway?"

"How do they know about me anyway?" Kira asked.

"Or anyone for that matter." Magenta added on. No one knew about her powers except her kind, and Scott's pack. And maybe the dead boy who saw her use her powers before he died.

"They know about everyone." Scott answered. Stiles let out a sigh before pointing at Kira.

"I think Kira is right. I think we should stop the game." Stiles said.

"Good luck trying to get Coach to actually cancel the game." Magenta told Stiles.

"I'm not afriad." Scott told Stiles.

"Neither am I." Kira told Scott, facing him. Magenta smiled when she saw a couple moment.

"Well, I'm terrified. And I'm not even on the list." Stiles yelled, interrupting the adorable moment. Magenta quickly hit him with half her strength causing him to say Ow. "Guys, these are professional killers. It's their profession. One of them's got a thermo-cut wire that cuts heads off. Who knows what else they have?"

The mention of all of that freaked Magenta out and thought about her cousins safety. Who she wished was filled in on the dead pool.

"Then some of us has to stop this." Magenta stated. "And I for one am not scared about beating these professionals up."

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Magenta rushed in with Stiles to stop Liam from going wolf out in the public.

"Hey, what's going on, prep students? Welcome to out little public high school. How are you doing? Stiles. That's a firm handshake you got there. Uh, we're very excited for scrimmage tonight. Uh, but Let's keep it clean, all right? No rough stuff out there. All right, see you on the field." Stiles rumbled on before taking off. Magenta looked up at Brett and found him attractive.

"You don't see this everyday at Beacon Hills High School." Magenta nervously laughed before she felt her waist burning. She quickly slapped her hand before she took off running after Stiles. Magenta was able to find them in the boys locker room and to her luck, it was empty. She heard panting and roaring which scared her for a second.

"Okay, you calm yet?" Magenta heard Stiles ask. A roar followed. "Okay! Okay!" Magenta immediately rushed and stood in front of Liam and looked him in the eye.

"Liam." Was the one word Magenta said before Liam stopped.

"What did you do?" Stiles asked Magenta.

"I can control people, but it drains my energy a bit." Magenta said, holding onto her chest a bit before she stood up straight.

"That car you smashed. I thought you said that was your teacher's." Scott told Liam.

"He was also my Coach. He benched me for the entire season." Liam explained to Scott.

"What did you do?" Scott asked.

"I got a couple of red cards." Liam answered. Magenta frowned at the explanation.

"Just a couple?" Stiles asked.

"You gotta be honest with us. What else happened?" Scott asked.

"Nothing. I got kicked out of school. They sent me to a psychologist for evaluation." Liam told his alpha.

"What do they call it?" Magenta asked.

"Intermittent Explosive Disorder." Liam answered honestly. Magenta faintly remember hearing about I.E.D.

"I.E.D? You're literally an I.E.D? That's great. That's great. Gives you powers to a walking time bomb." Stiles told Scott.

"Did they give you anything for it?" Scott asked the Freshman.

"Risperdal. It's an antipsychotic." Liam answered the question.

"Oh, this just gets better." Stiles sarcastically said.

"But I don't take it." Liam told them. Magenta looked at the wall behind Liam and thought of how to deal with I.E.D. But to her dismay, she wasn't paying attention when her uncle told her about it.

"No, no! I can do this. Especially if you and Magenta are there." The sentence that came out of Liam's mouth snapped Magenta back in.

"But, Liam, it's not just about the game. We think whoever killed Demarco might be on our team." Scott told the boy.

"I can't risk you getting hurt." Magenta told the boy. She just couldn't let the boy out there, especially since she promised her mother she would protect those who were new to the supernatural or needed help.

"Who's Demarco?" Liam asked.

"The one who brought the beer to the party. The guy who was beheaded. Remember?" Stiles asked.

"We think the person who ordered the keg killed Demarco. Liam? What, you know something?" Scott asked, noticing Liam's face.

"I don't know who ordered the keg. But I know who paid for it." Liam answered.

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After Liam told them who it was, Magenta left with Liam to find his friend Mason. She was to stick close to Liam to help him calm down. But she busy looking at Brett with Mason. The two would from time to time tell Liam a yeah or okay while they enjoyed the view. Magenta was enjoying watching Brett's abs more than she was supposed too.

"What do you two think you're doing?" Liam asked his best friend and newest friend.

"What? Me?" Mason scoffed. "Agreeing with you. I'm being agreeable."

Magenta heard his heart skip a beat but she decided to answer honestly since she was single.

"Admiring the view." Magenta honestly answered and didn't miss the part where Brett smirked. She continued to watch but still payed attention to the conversation.

"You think he's hot, don't you?" Liam asked his best friend. Who denied.

"Maybe. Yeah, maybe a little." Mason and Magenta spoke in union.

"He wants to destroy me." Liam told the two.

"I think you could definitely take him." Mason told his best friend. "And then give him to me."

Magenta and Liam both chuckled while Magenta gave up on the idea of hooking up with him. It felt wrong to her to even think that but that didn't mean she couldn't look.

"No, no just go out there and kick their smug prep school asses." Mason told Liam.

"Good luck." Magenta told Liam, finally taking her eyes off Brett.

"All right." Liam replied before he left towards the field. Magenta and Mason quickly headed towards the stands while they talked about Brett's abs.

"I have to go and sit close to my friends now." Magenta told the boy before she left. That's when her eyes widen when she saw Liam catch the ball. She shook her head before she checked her phone.

Augustus:
Dead pool!?

Augustus:
Am I on it!? Are you on it!? Is my dad on it!

Augustus:
Magenta Rosemary Regina! Answer the damn questions!

Magenta:
Lots of explaining. Might die tonight. Love you. Yes I am on it. still not sure about you and Caleb and don't call me by my full name!

Magenta watched the intresting game of lacrosse and gasped when Liam took off his helmet and ran towards the Prep school players.

"Liam, calm down. Look at me." Magenta whispered. While he tried to pull away from the grip they had him, he turned to quickly look at Magenta. He looked her in the eye before he turned away. The second he took to look at Magenta calmed him down a bit.

Magenta used her supernatural abilities to hear what Stiles was telling the guy across from him. The comments he was telling the guy were making Magenta laugh. That was before he took the ball and passed it to Kira. Who took off running. Magenta stood up and cheered for Kira. Magenta frowned when Coach called Kira over and benched her. She quickly moved out of her spot and sat next to Kira.

"Regina, what are you doing?" The coach yelled slash asked.

"Coach, at this point in my life I don't care." Magenta told the Lacrosse coach. She quickly turned towards Kira and started talking.

"Your boyfriend seems sad you're not on the field. But at least you won't die on the field." Magenta told Kira, trying to cheer her up. The two then we're concerned when three players collided with each other. Magenta soon realize who was stabbed. Magenta felt her phone vibrant but she ignored it before the game ended. She quickly looked down at her phone and stared at the message.

Augustus:
Lydia just broke the second part of the list. Dad and I aren't on it but here's a picture. [Image Attached]

Magenta left out a gasp before she sprinted towards the boys locker room. To see Violet holding a thermo-cut wire. Before Violet could kick Brett, Magenta announced her presence.

"I was also named after a color. Just mine were for my eyes." Magenta said. Violet quickly turned around and looked at Magenta, who's eyes were glowing. Her hand was touching one of her markings, a Beta werewolf.

"Garett told me not to go after you. Said we didn't know enough about your kind." Violet told Magenta while they circled each other. Violet made the first move and tried to put the wire around Magenta's neck. But Magenta was quick enough to duck and roll before she got up. She used the claws she borrowed and aimed scratched Violets arm. They continued to fight before Violet had Magenta against a locker with the wire around her neck.

"You are worth 40 Million dollars. Do you have any idea what I could do with that money?" Violet asked, pulling the wire tighter around Magenta's neck. The hot wire was burning through Magenta's skin as her eyes started to change back to brown. Magenta started to faint before she feel on the floor. Violet took off the wire and did the same with Brett. The two layed side by side while Magenta tried to stay awake.

"Your alpha is next, color girl." Violet told Magenta. Magenta let out a cough before she replied.

"I can't really see color. Just on my arm and people's eyes." With those words said, she fainted. Not knowing that Violet hid when Scott came in to save them. Scott was able to escape Violets wire and knock her out when Stiles came in running.

"I think you better call your dad. " Scott told Stiles. Stiles quickly called his dad and hung up after the call. He then noticed Magenta laying next to Brett unconscious. Stiles felt bad for the girl, he also felt a connection towards her.

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In tears. I also have written all of season 4.

- Magles Trash