"LOCK IT!! LOCK IT!" Scott yelled to Stiles ones we were behind the school doors. He sets me down gently onto the ground, tears fighting to pour down my face as I continued to gaze where the alpha had thrown Derek's body.

A familiar sensation came over me in that moment as the panic around me came to halt, the sensation I remembered years past. The numbness began to take over, slowly clawing away at my skin.

Derek's body strewn across the ground made a part of me come back, a part so long forgotten it almost felt foreign.

My eyes began to drift closed then, was I fainting? It felt like I was and if I did faint well it was better then being in this moment. But then Scott came to stand in front of me, eyes wide and anxious as his voice felt like an echo," Imelda! IMELDA! We need you here! Help us!"

A tiny voice deep inside my subconscious came forth as well and reminded, "save the ones you can in the destruction."

And just like that my eyes open wide, I came back seeing everything. I wasn't in the mood to cry anymore nor was I panicking, now I was strategizing.

Scott moved out of my way, following as I grabbed at the double doors Stiles kept closed.

"We need something to close these door!" I yelled at both of them, searching around for something to hold them together. The alpha could surely take us down if we didn't get something to at least stall him.

"Grab something!" Scott yelled at us, holding the doors down.

"What?" Stiles yelled back at him, keeping his head low so the alpha couldn't see us through the small window, although he could surely hear us.

"Anything!" Scott yelled.

And Stiles stopped fidgeting, he stood up then. Looking between the small window space he saw something that caught his eye.

"What are you thinking Stiles?" I whispered to him, looking through the window towards the bolt cutters he had brought earlier.

He went to open the doors, Scoff grabbing at him to stop," Stiles no!"

"Yes," he simply mumbled back, fidgeting with the latch.

He wasn't going out there, the alpha would surely get to him. He wasn't a werewolf like us but leaving Scott out there would be even more dangerous.

I threw stiles against the nearest wall, stopping him from going out there," no! I'm going."

Both the boys shook their heads immediately," no! He could get you!"

I shook my head, eyes darting between the space outside," no, I can runaway if need be. I'm faster then Stiles ever would be."

"And what if he catches you?" Scott asks me.

I shrug my shoulders, taking the steps necessary towards the door before either of them tried to stop me," then bury me inside a Louis store!"

"What?" Scott says, confused at my words.

I take the chance at his distraction and run out the door, closing it behind me.

I'm good, the alphas not in sight. He doesn't seem to be here but looks can be deceiving and believe me, it does look tranquil right now. The bright yellow bolt cutters aren't that much farther then me, only a couple set of stairs between us.

"Just do it," I mumble to myself and run down the stairs. The black heeled boots I put on this morning really being a bad decision, I knew those combat boots would better. I had a feeling that tonight would be filled with running, dammit. Honestly I'd rather run barefoot right now.

At some point, I manage to get down the steps. Reaching down I manage to grasp the yellow bolt cutters between my fingers, delighted that I've managed to do it this far I stand right back up and that's when I hear the banging of Scott and Stiles. I look up to see them with panicked expression, yelling at the top of those lungs.

Scott's pointing behind me and when I turn I see the alpha, stepping out from between the two cars in the lot. I swear he smirks once at me before charging.

"Fuck!" I swear and full out dash back up the stairs, my boots stomping against the concrete. Scott swings the door open, extending his hand for me to grab and just as I brush my fingers against his own, the alphas breath fans the back of neck. Scott tightens his grip on my hands, yanking me forward and then tossing the bolt cutters to Stiles who shuts the doors and secures them by stuffing the bolt cutters between the doors.

"Oh my god," I breathe out," let's not do that again."

"Where is it?" Scott asks out of breath," where did it go?"

Stiles shines the giant flashlight outside, looking for it while I calmly walk over to search.

"That's not gonna hold," I mumble to them," we have to go somewhere else."

All of us run down the darkened hall of the school, in search of a different hiding spot. We scrambled, keeping a hold on each other as one by one we managed to gather inside a room.

"DESK! DESK!" Stiles ordered.

Scott and began pushing the door until I came to a revelation, "wait! That doors not gonna keep it out."

"It's your boss!" Stiles says right after me, looking at Scott.

"What?"

"Deaton," Stiles clarifies," the alpha. Your boss."

"No!"

"Yes, murdering psycho werewolf!" Stiles comments back

"That can't be!"

"Oh come on," Stiles argues with his best friend," he disappears and that thing shows up 10 seconds later to throw Derek 20 feet threw the air; that's not convenient timing?"

"It's not him!"

"He killed Derek," Stiles shoots.

My heads snaps back at Stiles, almost growling at him at the mention of his name," he's not dead. Derek isn't dead."

"Blood spurted out of his mouth! Okay? That doesn't exactly qualify as a minor injury," he now bluntly states," he's dead! And we are next!"

"Stiles!" Scott yells at his friend when he notices my sulking face.

"Oh..." Stiles says, guilt covering his eyes when he changes the subject," okay we have to get to my jeep and get out of here! And Scott, you seriously think about quitting your job."

Both boys rush over to the giant windows behind us while I trial behind, staring out the window. Scott going to open them when Stiles stops him," they don't open, the schools climate controlled."

My eyebrows furrow when I look to Stiles car," Stiles what's wrong with the hood of your jeep?"

"What?" He says, moving in front of me to look closer," nothing's wrong with it."

"Yeah there is," I comment," it's bent."

"Dented?"

"No bent," Scott says, leaning in further to look at it.

Stiles shines the construction flashlight in his hand outside, trying to see what we do.

Stiles gapes," what the hell-"

The windows above us is broken, glass spilling over us. Scott grabs my shoulder and pushes me downwards as a giant black box with wires sticking out of it slides against the floors.

"That's my battery," Stiles comments, attempting to stand up and look at it but I grab at his sweater and sit him back down. He complies and comments," we have to move."

"He could be right outside!" Scott whispers at him.

Stiles obviously not giving a fuck about us being caught sasses," he is right outside."

"Just let me take a look first," Scott states and looks up slowly, making as little noise as possible.

"Move now?" I ask him.

He looks down and nods," move now."

We get up slowly, trying to attract as little attention to ourselves as possible. The darkened hallways are eerie enough and when we pass my locker I realize that I might die at school.

What a fucking way to go.

"This way," Scott nods, moving us towards the other direction when I halt him.

"No wait!" I yell," be smart! Somewhere without windows!"

"Every room in this building has windows!"

I roll my eyes," well somewhere with less windows or preferably small ones where he can't climb through!"

"The locker room!" Stiles is the first to come up with and we all agree, running in that direction.

"Imelda!" Scott says," could you make any less noise!"

"Sorry!" I mutter to him," blame Lydia okay!"

I swear if I make it out of here alive then I'm shoving these down her throat.

Stiles holds the door open into the locker room, my nose scrunching up in disgust at the sweat filled smell.

"Call your dad!" Scott tell Stiles once we are securely inside.

"And tell him what?" Stiles asks.

"I don't know anything!" I almost yell," gas leak! Fire! Michael Meyers is here! Whatever just get him here cause if that thing sees the parking lot filled with cop cars it'll take off!"

"And what if it doesn't?" Stiles says to both of us," what if it goes completely terminator and kills everyone in sight! Including my dad!"

"They have guns," Scott says.

"Yeah and Derek had to be shot with a wolvesbane laced bullet to even slow him down!" Stiles answers.

"We have to find a way out and run for it then," I sigh, imagining the disaster that will be.

"There's nothing near the school for at least a mile," Stiles comments.

"Who's bright fucking idea was that," I mumble.

I'm ignored as Scott says," what about Derek's car?"

Stiles face brightens as he thinks it through," that could work! We go outside, get the keys off his body, and then we take his car."

"Correction," I growl," we take him and the car. I can save him."

"Fine! Whatever," Stiles agrees, walking away towards the exit as we follow.

Then they're footsteps outside and I reach out, yanking Stiles hands away from the door handle.

"Wait!" Scott whispers," we heard something! Hold on!"

"Hide! Hide!" I whisper yell, yanking at Stiles hand so I can shut off the bright light.

Stiles is quick to hide inside the nearest locker, shoving his tall frame rather loudly inside it. Scott grabs my elbow and shoves me inside the nearest one with him, placing a hand over my mouth to stop the harsh breathing. Scott looks above my head towards the tiny spaces of the locker, he looks beyond worried and afraid. I'm sure my expression is the same as I place my face closer towards his shirt, hearing our equal erratic hearts.

It's quiet for a few seconds until all of hear the turning of the knob and then the footsteps walking inside, coming closer and closer. Scott's grip on my back tightens which causes me to shut my eyes close as I've realized that we've been caught. The locker room door flies open and 3 different screams are heard, mostly female if I'm being honest.

Stiles in the same moment jumps out as we all yell at the man," ssh! Be quiet!"

Obviously the janitor doesn't get it yelling," quiet my ass! What the hell are you all doing here! You should be ashamed! I can only imagine the vile things you were all doing in here! All of you get out and go do what you were somewhere private!"

Wait... does he think... EWW! Gross! What the fuck!

As he pushes us out stiles tries to reason," will you just listen to us for half a second okay!"

"Not okay!" He refuses and pushes us out," just shut up and go!"

He points towards the exit, anger written across his face when something from inside the locker room yanks him back in with a growl. The door shuts behind him, blood coating the glass on the window.

Scott tries to open the door, hoping to help the already janitor but Stiles and I pull him away running down the hall.

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It takes awhile but we manage to find an exit, we put our combined weights against the doors attempting to open them and be free. They don't budge though, not even slightly.

"He's pushed the dumpsters in front of the door!" I yell out, look around desperately.

"He's blocking us in!" Stiles says, throwing himself forcibly against the door," help me!"

I yank at him and pull him further down the hallway and away from the psycho ass alpha.

"I am not dying in school!" Stiles yells, desperation and anxiety lacing his voice.

"Me too! I refuse to have a chemistry problem be the last fucking thing I see!" My voice yells down the hall.

"You're not going to die!" Scott yell.

"What does it want! What is it doing!" Stiles yells.

"Me!" Scott states," Derek says its stronger in a pack!"

"Perfect!" Stiles sasses," a psychotic werewolf who's into teamwork."

"That's beautiful," I snort and walk faster," now can the both of you do me a favor and either carry me or walk slightly slower! If you haven't noticed I'm like a foot shorter then both of you. 2 steps of yours are like 4 of mine!"

"Alright enough with the sa-" Scott trails off, looking in the distance towards the other side of the school.

My head whips in the same direction, hair flying around me. My mouth opens and eyes widen when I see the black animal mass with ruby red eyes. It's perched on top of the roof, but once it notices us staring the thing gets on all four legs and rushes towards us.

"GO! GO!" I yell at the top of my lungs, pushing the guys ahead of me.

My heels slide down the hallway, slightly throwing my balance off but even still I'm running away no matter what. I can practically feel the thing against my spine.

The guys run! Darting down the hall and into the nearest double doors when I feel a clawed hang grab onto the hoodie of my shirt and throw me backwards.

"WAIT!" I yell when I'm airborne, I fly behind the alpha and far away from the boys. My butt slams against the nearest wall, snapping my spine backward and hitting my right shoulder blade.

The alpha doesn't even turn back to catch me, instead it runs after the guys.

"Fuck" I whisper, biting away at my quivering my lip.

I'm almost positive there's a giant bruise on the back of my head and something's broken inside my spine but I'm pretty sure it's healing as I think. The worst though, it's my shoulder, it feels dislocated.

I need to move, I need to find the guys and help them out or at least distract the alpha for them to run but first I need to fix my shoulder. My palms plant themselves against the tiled floor, glass cutting into them. My legs wobble for a moment, pain overtaking me but I need to continue. Taking a deep breath I aim my fucked up shoulder against the nearest edge of the locker, aiming it correctly before holding my breath and launching against it.

"FUCK!" I yell at the intense burn of it," FUCK! FUCK! HOLY MOTHERFUCKER!"

My boot connects with the nearest bottom locker over and over as I get over the pain. In less then a minute everything is gone, there's no pain left, although the locker I've continuously kicked is pretty dented.

Oh well... I'll just donate some money or something.

Okay now I need to find a way to get near the guys, I'm definitely not going in the same direction as them. That would be like sending myself to death, no there has to be another way down.

I need to get to Derek's car, I can lure the alpha away maybe if I make enough noise. It won't be that hard, I might even run the motherfucker over.

Okay... now where the fuck am I? Freshman halls, yeah this looks familiar okay now I just need to get back.

"Come on heels," I mumble to myself," let's see if you were worth the couple hundreds."

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I'm so close to the lobby I'm practically smiling cause we will hopefully be out of this mess soon when I heart footsteps.

Oh my god, they got out!

"SCOTT!" I yell down the hall in their direction," STI-"

Why are they near the pools?

"Imelda?" The feminine voice known as Allison Argent asks surprised.

What is she doing here? She needs to get out.

"Uh... hey!" I say, trying to look anything but scared," what are you doing here?"

"Scott texted me to come here," she says confused, flashing me her phone," did you just say Scott and Stiles? Where are they?"

I look around," I don't know, I lost them. Allison you need to get out of here."

"What do you mean you lost them? I can't leave, I need to find Scott first," she says.

"Listen-"

I'm cut off when her phone suddenly rings, and she picks it up," hey! Imelda's here! She says that she lost Scott and Stiles."

"Come back, bring Imelda," Lydia's voice says," we can look for them."

"We need to go to the lobbies," she says once she's hung up," and then you have some explaining to do. Come on let's go."

Allison grabs my wrist, not giving me a chance to reply.

We run down the halls, my eyes constantly searching around.

Just as we reach the lobbies Scott and Stiles appear. While Scott begins talking to Allison
Stiles grabs me, pulling me into a hug and moving me away from the couple," are you okay? We tried going back to get you but the alpha... we trapped him and then..."

I hug him once more, finally realizing just how panicked I was over these two," I'm okay, he threw me back and dislocated some things, cut myself pretty good too but I healed."

"Why do I get the feeling you didn't send this message," Allison asks just as I pay attention to them once more.

"Because I didn't," Scott tells her before looking at me as Stiles asks Allison," did you drive here?"

"Jackson did!" She says," and Lydia."

"Wait!" I say, my heart jumping," they're here!"

Her phone rings and she answers, moving away from us to answer. Scott then suddenly picks me, hugging me tightly," I swear I thought you were dead. What happened?"

"Yeah I thought so too," I mumble," I don't know, it threw me back and then just left me. I tried finding a way too distract it but then I found Allison."

"I'm so happy you're okay," Scott says," we tried going back."

The doors behind us fling open, Lydia and Jackson coming through. Lydia zeroing in on me, walking straight to me and yanking me away from Scott and Stiles.

"What are you doing here!" She says, pulling me into a hug," you know what... I don't even care! Can we go!"

"Yes please, Lydia I'm sitting on your lap on the way back," I say, conjoining Lydia and I's fingers so we can walk out. Jackson trails right behind me, he looks at me worried while I give him a weak smile. Even though we might not be talking right now I'm still happy that he is fine.

Everyone exhaled in relief, walking towards the doors outside when above us the roof started making noise and you could see it dipping every so often, like something heavy was on top of it.

Oh god... are you kidding me!

Scott and I are the first to react as I tighten my grip on Lydia's hand and turn to grip Jacksons forearm," RUN!"

No one argues, not even Lydia, they all instantly go into survival mode and dash up the stairs. The roof above where we just stood breaking and the alpha coming down.

We rush into the first room available, I let go of both my friends in that moment as they go to help Scott. I'm so fucking tired of this shit, I can't keep running this much.

"Hey," Stiles comes next to me," you okay?"

I take in a deep breath, answering," not in the slightest, these shoes and I weren't built for running. I'm sick of this alpha and his shit."

He looks around for a moment, mumbling," yeah well we kind of have bigger problem. Look."

He motions over towards the giant windows that proved to work against us earlier, and then we both glance back to the our friends stacking chairs against the door. Great, that's so helpful.

A demon like monsters chasing us down the school and we have chairs to defend us, awesome.

"Hey you guys," Stiles calls out to them but is ignored.

"What was that? Scott what was that!!" Allison asks loudly, making my eyes narrow. Has she like never seen a horror movie? Silence is key!

"What was that thing that fell out of the ceiling!" Lydia says out loud, scared.

Scott chooses not to answer and instead continues to push the teachers desk against the door while calling out," help me stack the chairs against the door!"

"Wait," Stiles tries to grab their attention once more," you guys!"

I roll my eyes, screwing my number one horror movie rule and yell out to them," HEY! STOP THE TEAMWORK!"

Stiles doesn't miss a beat, pointing towards the windows we stand beside," Okay! Nice work! Really beautiful job everyone! Now what should we do with the 20 ft. tall windows?"

I shake my head at all of them," bet you didn't think of that huh dream-team."

"Can somebody please explain to me what's going on because I'm freaking out here! And I'd like to know why!" Allison says practically crying

I sigh and lean against the wall, so was I Allison... doesn't mean I was getting hysterical.

I pick at my nails, letting one of the guys explain cause I'm really not the best person to try and explain things to others, especially when they are ready to cry.

Scott stays quiet, shying away from Allison and its Stiles who answers her," somebody killed the janitor."

"What is he taking about? Is this a joke!" Allison exclaims out loud.

"Who killed him?" Jackson then questions as well, eyes going to me.

"No no no... this was suppose to be over the mountain lion..." Lydia starts to mumble, my eyes flickering towards my trembling best friend.

"Don't you get it! There was no mountain lion!" Jackson answers her.

"Who was it!" Allison yell in Scott's direction," what does he want! What's happening! Scott!"

He turns at his name, seeming to think everything through. Scott's eyes connect with mine once, guilt and fear in them," I don't know! If we go out there's he's gonna kill us!"

"Us! He's gonna kill us!" Lydia questions.

"Who?" Allison pushes further.

Scott pauses for one moment, eyes going back to me for a second before saying," its Derek! It's Derek Hale!"

My eyes pop open, shock written across my face at his words. Stiles arm wraps around my waist, stopping me from saying anything but when I look up his facial expression match my own.

"Derek killed the janitor?" I hear Jackson ask, although it's pushed to the back of my head as anger starts to build up.

"Are you sure?" Allison asks, surprised.

"I saw him! He killed them!" He continues on saying, further angering me.

"All of them!" Allison continues to press him.

"Yes all of them! Starting with his own sister!" He lies once more," and the guy in the video store! It's been Derek the whole time! He's in here with us! And if we don't get out now! He's going to kill us too!"

I snarl under my breath, why is he lying so much! Why Derek! He could be dead!

I know one thing though, if the alpha doesn't get to Scott, I will.

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-Ashley