You waited outside for Stiles as he talked to the counselor. You already gone first. She asked question on how you felt about Matt. She also revealed to you that Matt did have your photos on his wall, and even photo shopped himself in some of them.Stiles came out

"You ready ?"

"Yeah let's go."

You two walked together

"Is your dad coming to the game?"

"Yeah he is."

"Is he alright ?"

"Yeah but... just seeing my dad like that.... It was tough."

"Aw Stiles !"

You hugged him. You both pulled away

"Why does this feel like Deja vu?"

You blushed

"Uh.... I don't know... don't we always hug?"

You let him go

"I gotta head to practice."

"You cheering ?"

"Yeah only for a short while. Then I gotta change."

"Is there something your not telling me?"

You looked at him

"Like what?"

"Nothing... I'll see you later!"

You rushed out, you went a different direction that Stiles

"Wait-"

You left. After a few minutes you saw Isaac sitting in the bleachers

"Hey can we talk?"

"What's wrong ?"

"Boyd, Erica, are leaving the pack... I think of going with them."

You looked at him

"What? Your thinking of leaving ? Why?"

"This is all to much I never thought I'd get shot at or anything."

You nodded

"You do whatever you feel like doing Isaac. "

"Wait hold on why are you reacting like that."

"Like what? Your telling me you want to leave. Go ahead leave. I'm not going to be that type of person that wants to make you stay, if your not happy."

Isaac was going to speak but stopped when the whistle was heard from your coach.

"I gotta go. "

You were going to walk away but stopped

"Goodbye Isaac. I'll miss you."

"Wait- y/n-"

*timeskip*

You were at the game with the cheer girls, getting ready to cheer for the team. You felt off.. really off but you couldn't do anything. As the game started Scott and Stiles sat out. You were cheering as usual.

"Your dad coming?"

" Yeah, he's already here."

"You seen Allison?"

"No. You seen Lydia?"

"Not yet."

" You know what's going on?"

"Not yet."

"It's gonna be bad, isn't it?Like, people screaming, running for their lives, blood, killing, maiming-kind of bad?"

"Looks like it."

" Scott... The other night, seeing my dad get hit over the head by Matt, you know, while I'm just lying there and I can't even move, it just..."

I want to help, you know? But I can't do the things that you can do. I can't-"

" It's okay."

"We're losing, dude."

" The hell are you talking about??? The game hasn't even started! Now, put your helmet on and get out there. You're in for Greenberg."

"What? What happened to Greenberg?"

" "What happened to Greenberg?" He sucks! You suck slightly less."

"I'm playing??? On the field??? With the team???"

"Yes, unless you'd rather play with yourself..."

"I already did that today-- twice."

"Get the hell out there!"

"Ah!"

You see Stiles go onto the field

"Woo! STILES !"

You cheered for him super loud.

"Y/n the grass is wet, we can't cheer right now."

You nodded

"Okay I guess cheering over guys wrap it up."

The girls went to sit on the bleachers. You sat on the bench next to Scott. After a while you see Stiles get beat up, and tossed around. Scott stood up but coach pushed him down

"Sit down McCall !"

"But coach we're dying out there."

"I know!"

You were nervous, Scott places his hand on your knee

"You alright?"

Scott's face changed,

"What's wrong ?"

"The feelings had when i was in that Vision. I having it right now Scott."

"What?"

"Something terrible is going to happen. I-I can feel it. And I'm helpless"

"Hey hey don't say that-"

You sighed

"Scott please."

That's when you felt someone next to you

"You came ?"

You look to see Isaac

"I came here to win."

"You got a plan yet?"

"No... Right now, it's pretty much just "keep Jackson from killing anyone."

"Well, that might be easier if you're actually in the game. We have to make it so Coach has no choice but to play you."

"How do we do that? He's got a bench full of guys he can use before he ever puts me on the field."

"...Can do it without putting anyone in the hospital?"

"I can try."

Isaac got up and went in. He tackled mostly everyone on the team and coach had to put them out. But suddenly Jackson hit Isaac

"Isaac!" You yelled

You and Scott rushed in.

""It's not broken... but I can't move it. I think Jackson nicked me, 'cause I can feel it spreading."

Paramedics came in and Put Isaac in a gurney

" One, two, three..."

"McCall... Either you're in, or we forfeit."

They took Isaac away and you couldn't find Scott anymore. That's when you stiles grab the ball.

"WOOO! Go STILES ! Make it in!!"

You see Stiles run towards the goal and made it. You jumped up in excitement

"WOOOO!"

Everyone got excited, the whole team went towards Stiles, as you were making your way, you stopped, that feeling again. It had came back you look around and see Scott.

"Y/n-"

"SCOTT -"

The lights turned off, it was so dark everyone was screaming you could hear people running, You couldn't see

"STILES !" You yelled

You tried making it to where the team was but you were shoved, you fell to the floor surprised, you just covered yourself in case people would set on you.

"Y/n!-"

"SCOTT!-" you yelled

Suddenly the lights turned back on, Scott went to your aid as did Isaac.

"Are you okay?-"

"Scott- I- "

You heard screaming, you stood up with them two and ran to see a player on the floor.

"Stiles -"

"It's Jackson!"

You heard Lydia scream

"Are they self inflicted?"

Medics came and checked in him

"He's not breathing! He's got no pulse."

You hugged Scott

"Stiles. Where's Stiles?Where-Where's my son? Where's Stiles?"

Sheriff was asking around, your heart

"Where's Stiles?Where's Stiles?Where the hell is my son?"