Chương 45: Gazed By Death

Lucas then took his hand off Chris. He walked leisurely, ignoring his death stare. Being face to face with Allison, Lucas smiled.

"Let's go, I heard your mother made a wonderful dessert." Allison nodded. She looked at her father one more time before leaving, his face clearly not happy at all. Then the two had dessert. Lucas looked at his watch, seeing it was late, he decided to leave.

"It's time to go." He turned towards Allison and said. She looked at him with some reluctance, then from the corner of her eye, she saw her dad staring at Lucas as if he owed him money.

"Okay, I will see you at school." Lucas nodded, then he got up and walked towards the door, Allison following behind him. At the front door, Allison stared at him for a few seconds. Observing her face full of hesitation, he smiled, then gently tucked her hair behind her ear.

"I will tell you another day, alright?" Seeing her nodding in agreement, he smiled, then kissed her on the forehead. As he turned to leave, Lucas couldn't help but notice Chris staring at him from the window. He gave Chris a wink, making his face full of wrinkles as he stared at Lucas. While Lucas was going home, someone else was coming into town, it was Kate Argent. Kate was humming a song while looking at the road, when suddenly her eyes seemed to catch something moving as fast as the car.

"Honk! Honk!" She frantically pressed the pedal, stopping the car right before she could have an accident. Help support creative writers by finding and reading their stories on the original site. Looking at the car passing by her, Kate breathed heavily as she stared ahead. Not having a chance to calm down, Kate heard a loud 'bang' on her rooftop. She looked up, before figuring out what it was, something tried to grab her through the window. It was a hand full of hair and large claws.

Kate desperately tried to shake off the hand. Struggling, she grabbed her shotgun from the back seat, then pointed it right towards the roof.

"Bang! Bang!" She fired two shots, making the creature disappear quickly. Kate got out of the car aggressively. Observing her surroundings, she shot one more time in the air.

"Come on!!" She then put away the shotgun and grabbed a sniper rifle. Kate walked a bit further, positioning the rifle to her eye. On a certain roof, she saw someone jumping over.

"Bang!" The shot hit the target, but by the time she got there, it was empty. Soon after, another car pulled in, it was Chris. While the two were discussing the events, in another corner, someone else was listening as well. The night passed by quickly, and it was another day of school. Jackson was grabbing his books from the locker when he noticed someone approaching him slowly. It was Derek, barely standing on his feet.

"Do you know where Scott McCall is?" He huffed, breathing heavily while asking. Jackson looked confused, not knowing who he was.

"Who are you?"

"Just tell me!" Derek's voice got colder. Jackson stared at him in confusion, then, thinking of something, replied: "You must be his drug dealer!" He looked at Derek's face, who looked like he was about to die.

"Dude, that stuff must be trash."

"I'll find him myself." Derek, clearly not having time to play with him, spoke and started walking away.

"No, we are not done here!" Jackson tried grabbing him, pulling him back. Before he could even blink, Derek twisted his hand, slamming him face first into the locker. Jackson grimaced in pain as he felt something sharp piercing his neck. Seeing what he had done, Derek quickly walked away. Jackson then touched his neck, only terror remaining in his eyes when he saw the blood on his fingers. Derek, on the other hand, was not doing good at all. He walked heavily between the parked cars.

Barely staying on his feet, with a 'thud' he suddenly collapsed right in front of an incoming car. The car quickly came to a stop, and getting out of it was Stiles. He quickly approached the collapsed Derek. Stiles' eyes widened when he saw that it was Derek.

"Stiles, what's going on?" Scott made his way towards Stiles while asking. When he saw Derek in this condition, Scott was shocked. He quickly knelt beside him, anxiously asking: "What are you doing here?"

"I've been shot!" Derek responded, his voice very faint, barely able to talk.

"Why aren't you healing?" Derek looked at Scott, then responded.

"I can't, it was a different kind of bullet." Stiles from the side quickly interjected: "What? A silver bullet?"

"No, you idiot!" Derek responded as he stared at Stiles. Then Scott, as if remembering something, looked at Derek.

"That's what she meant when she said you have 48 hours." Derek looked at Scott confused.

"Wait, what? Who said that?" Scott responded as he recounted what he knew.

"The one that shot you."