'night school'

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"SCOTT, LET ME go!" Alyssa shouted at Scott, as he dragged her inside of the empty school, ignoring the thrashes against him; he couldn't risk her going out there and getting injured. She couldn't believe what she had just witnessed, she didn't know if Derek was alive, or dead, she needed to find out, only Scott still had a hold on Alyssa, preventing her from leaving the school.

When he didn't release her, her eyes glowed yellow for a second, "Alyssa, calm down! There's a crazy alpha outside right now, you can't just run out there." Stiles told her in a loud whisper.

"I don't care." She sneered, still struggling in Scott's hold.

"Alyssa, please! We can't do anything right now, we have to stick together." Scott practically begged her.

She looked up at him for a second, their faces close in proximity, before sighing and nodding slightly, instigating that she wouldn't leave the school.
He gave her a thankful look as they all peeked through the door, still not letting his grip on her arm falter.
As they looked out of the window, they saw the alpha was nowhere in sight, and Stiles had a certain look in his eye that he had a plan.

He saw something that could potentially help lock the door in place, to stop the alpha coming in.
But Alyssa knew that nothing will stop the alpha from getting into the school.

"No, Stiles. Don't." Scott warned him, only having Stiles ignore him and squeeze through the small space in between the front doors.

"Idiot." Alyssa muttered.
Suddenly, the alpha appeared behind him as he grabbed for the cutters on the floor, causing Alyssa's eyes to widen, "Stiles!" She shouted to him, wanting to warn him of the dangerous creature.

"Run! Stiles! Run!" Scott shouted at Stiles.
As Stiles ran back for the school, Alyssa and Scott held the door open, as they both still clung to each other. When Stiles had reached them a second later, they all rushed to shut the door and placed the cutters through the handles, to prevent it from being open.

"Where is it? Where did it go?" Scott asked as they all searched the front of the school for the alpha, they backed up from the door to look at the cutters that were holding it in place, "That won't hold, Will it?" He asked.

"No." Alyssa informed him; her voice slightly shaky. She would normally have Derek by her side, protecting her if needs be, so she never felt vulnerable, but right now, she was all alone, with a new beta and a weak human - they all had no chance.
Not wanting to be in open space, they all made a run for it, Scott still holding onto Alyssa's arm as they ran. He didn't know why he was still holding her, but he felt a need to keep her safe.

A few minutes later, they had found a classroom and ran in, noticing a desk by the front of the class. Scott and Alyssa thought quickly, and pushed the desk in front of the door, even though it wouldn't keep the alpha out; they had to try something.
"It's your boss." Stiles told Scott, once the door was successfully boarded up.

"What?" Scott asked in confusion.

"Deaton, the alpha? Your boss." Stiles repeated to him.

"No." Scott shook his head, denying the allegation.

"Scott, I hate to say it, but he's right." Alyssa told Scott sympathetically. She knew how much Scott admired his boss, so it made her feel bad.

Stiles nodded and extended his hands towards her, motioning that she was correct, "See, a murdering psycho werewolf." He corrected.

"That can't be." Scott said, still in denial.

"He killed Derek." Stiles told him.

Alyssa was quick to glare at him, "Derek's not dead, Stiles." She told him, shaking her head. She would have a gut feeling if he was indeed, dead, but she felt nothing.

"Alyssa, blood splurged out of his mouth, okay? That doesn't exactly qualify as a minor injury. He's dead, and we're next." Stiles spoke, flapping his hands in the air spastically.

Alyssa didn't believe that Derek was dead, werewolves heal, and that's exactly what he will do. If he's smart, he'll go into hiding until he has properly healed. "Okay then, genius, what do you suggest we do?" She snapped.

"We get to my jeep, we get out of here." Stiles told them, before turning to Scott, "You seriously think about quitting your job, good?"
When Scott nodded, he and Alyssa began to open the windows, only for Stiles to stop them, "No, they don't open. The school's climate... Controlled."

Alyssa sighed as she looked out towards Stiles' jeep, once she did, she noticed that the hood looked a little bent; she couldn't help but notice that it hasn't always looked like this; she would know as she had to spend all day in the horrible thing.
"Then we break it." Scott confirmed.

"Stiles, something's wrong with the hood of your jeep." Alyssa told Stiles, not taking her eyes off of the blue jeep out front.

"What do you mean? Nothings wrong." He told Alyssa, not moving from his spot near the door.

"It's really bent." She told him, at the same time Scott had come to see what she was on about.

"What, like dented?" He asked Alyssa.

Scott shook his head, "No, she means bent." He said, after taking a look at Stiles' hood and seeing the same thing.

Stiles then came over to have a look at what the two werewolves were talking about, "What the hell..." He muttered.

In that exact moment, something had come flying towards them, causing the window above them to smash into tiny pieces.
Scott quickly shielded Alyssa with his body as the glass flew everywhere. When they all looked to the side, they noticed it was Stiles' car battery that had flown through the window. That would explain the dent in the roof.

Alyssa stood up to see if the alpha was still out there, only to get pulled back down by Scott, "Don't." He warned.

"Scott, we have to move." She told him in a whisper.

"He could be right outside." He told her.

"He is right outside, idiot." She told him, "He just threw that at us, remember?"
Before he could get another word out, she poked her head back up, to find the alpha no where in sight, as it must have moved to another area.

"Anything?" Stiles asked, earning a head shake from Alyssa, "Move now?" He asked Scott and Alyssa.

"Move now." The teenage werewolves replied in sync.

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They were now running through the hallway, unsure of where to go next, that was, until Scott had suggested to hide in the locker room, due to the lack of windows.
After an argument on wether or not to call Stiles' Dad, they had decided against it; as normal bullets would not help against the alpha. The only thing that could kill it, was other werewolves, but Alyssa couldn't do that without Derek, she was too weak.

"We.. We have to find a way out and just run for it." Scott said, trying to come up with some other ideas on how to survive the night.

"There's nothing near the school for at least a mile." Stiles informed Scott.

"What about Derek's car?" Scott suggested.

"That could work." Stiles confirmed, nodding. "We go outside, we get the keys off his body, and then we take his car."

Alyssa tried to ignore the fact that he had said his body. He wasn't dead and she knew it; she would be able to sense it.
"And him." Both Alyssa and Scott said in union.

"Fine. Whatever." Stiles huffed.

When Stiles went to open the door, Scott stopped him; as he could hear footsteps. Alyssa heard them too. After hearing this, they quickly hurried into lockers, picking one each; when Alyssa couldn't find one that would open, she felt a hand pull her into one behind her.
She looked up to see Scott, motioning for her to be quiet.

They were both deadly quiet, the only thing that could be heard was the two teenagers breathing, along with Stiles breathing within a different locker. Scott and Alyssa didn't even notice how close the two were together due to the fact that they were trying so hard to be quiet.

Suddenly, the locker door was opened by a janitor, who yelled in fright, "Son of a bitch!" He yelled.
He narrowed his eyes at the sight of Scott and Alyssa in the locker, as it looked as if they were hooking up.

"Quiet!" Stiles hushed as he jumped out of his locker.

"Quiet my ass, what the hell are you three trying to do? Kill me? All of you, get out, now!" He told them, pushing the three out of the locker room.

"Will you just listen for half a second, okay?" Stiles begged, as the janitor was pushing them.

Janitor shook his head, "Not okay. Get the hell out of here right now." He scolded them.

"God, just one second to explain." Stiles begged again.

"Just shut up and go." The janitor said, finally pushing them out of the door.

They all gasped as the alpha suddenly grabbed the janitor and dragged him back into the locker room, where they all once were, slamming the door shut. They were about to go towards the window of the door, to look inside, only for the janitors screams to stop them.
The alpha slashed him with his claws, causing blood to splatter all over the window.

"Go! Go!" Stiles yelled to the other two, before they all took off running in the opposite direction.

They had ran straight for the front door, hoping to escape due to the alpha being on the other side of the school. Only when they had tried to open it, it wouldn't open, as if someone had locked it shut.
"What the hell?" Stiles asked.

When Alyssa looked out the window, she saw a dumpster on the other side, which is what was blocking them in.
"It's a dumpster, looks like he put it there to block us in." She informed the two boys.

They then all started to push the door, hoping that the dumpster would move out of the way as they did so, only it made no intention of moving.
This caused them to stop attempting to push the door open in defeat. How else were they supposed to get out?
"I'm not dying here. I'm not dying at school." Stiles told the two.

"We're not going to die." Scott told his best friend.

Alyssa sure hoped so, this was the last place she wanted to die.
"God, what is he doing? What does he want?" Stiles asked the two in exasperation.

"He wants Scott." Alyssa told him, "He will be stronger with a pack."

"Oh, great. A psychotic werewolf who's into teamwork. That's... That's beautiful." Stiles said, sarcastically, as they all began to walk away from the front of the school.

When they all saw the alpha climbing on the side of the school through a window, they began to run away again, only to have it chase after them. Alyssa wasn't usually a runner, she faced up to things; only that was with Derek. If she tried to pick a fight with the alpha, it would only cause in her death.
Scott wasn't the best werewolf, he knew nothing about being one, and was clueless when it came to fighting.

She wanted to get revenge for him maybe killing Derek; but it would have to be a day where she and Scott actually have a chance, that's only if they don't get killed tonight.
But she still felt like Derek wasn't dead; she could feel it, he was alive, somewhere.

After trapping the alpha into a classroom by pushing a desk up against the door, Stiles went to look through the window.
"What are you doing, you idiot?" Alyssa whispered harshly to him.

"I just wanna get a look at it." Stiles answered, climbing up into the desk.

"Are you crazy?!" Scott whispered.

Stiles turned around to look at the two werewolves, "Look, it's trapped, okay? It's not gonna get out." He told them, before turning to look through the window, "Yeah, that's right, we got you..."

"Will you shut up! He'll kill you!" Alyssa told Stiles, "He will probably get out of there!"

Stiles shook his head in determination, "I'm not scared of this thing. I'm not scared of you. Right, 'cause you're in there, and we're out here. You're not going any..." Stiles trailed off, after the three teenagers had noticed that the alpha had escaped through the ceiling.

"Great job." Alyssa told Stiles, before they all broke into yet, another run.