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School / Ice Rink -

Chapter Fifteen
🦎 Ice Rink 🦎

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I'm surprised the school had enough money to even think about getting this." Wren said as she stared up at the giant rock climbing wall that was in the middle of the gym. Wren was standing in between Stiles and Lydia as they watch Scott and Allison on the wall.

"How much are you willing to bet that Scott's gonna fall?" She asked and Stiles smirked, "He won't fall, he's better than that." He whispered and she raised her eyebrows. "Twenty bucks that's Scott's gonna fall." She said holding her hand and he nodded and shook her hand, "Deal."

A few seconds later Allison kicked Scott's feet out under him making him fall. Wren laughed and pumped her fist while Stiles groaned, "I am now twenty bucks richer." She laughed making him roll his eyes and suppress a smile. "Alright, next two! Erica and Martin!" Coach yelled making Lydia and Wren look at him.

"Which one?" Wren asked and he looked at him, "Martin #2." He said, gesturing to Wren making Lydia chuckle while Wren looked offended. "Why am I number two?" She asked as she walked over to the wall, "Because you're younger." Coach said and Wren pouted slightly.

Once her and Erica got their gear on, Wren looked over at Erica worriedly, knowing that the girl is epileptic. "Hey." She said making Erica look over at her, "You know you can stop whenever, right? Want me to climb at the same pace?" She asked and Erica took a deep breath, looking back at wall before shaking her head. "No, I'll be okay." She said softly and Wren just looked at her worriedly, "You sure?" She asked and Erica nodded as Coach blew his whistle.

Wren sighed and started climbing up the wall, she kept a slow pace just in case something happened. "Erica? You okay? Dizzy? Vertigo?" Coach yelled up making Wren look down to see Erica not moving. "I'm fine!" Erica called out as Wren climbed back down to her. "Hey, do you feel one coming?" Wren asked and Erica shook her head, "I'm okay."

"Erica, y-you're fine. Just kick off from the wall. There's a mat to catch you." Coach call up but Erica shook her head, "I-I can't." She whispered. Wren gently grabbed Erica's arm. "Hey, hold onto me and we'll both go down. It'll be okay." Wren said and Erica nodded and grabbed onto Wren's arm while Wren wrapped an arm around Erica's waist.

Cearfully, Wren kicks off making Erica's grip tighten as the slowly lower down until their feel hit the mat. She helped Erica out of her harness and smiled softly at her, "You're okay." She said as Lydia walked over to help Wren out if her harness.

"That's it, Erica. Shake it off." Coach said and Erica nodded and started walking towards the doors while the other kids snicker at her making Wren look up with a glare. "Hey!" Wren yelled making everyone look at her, "Mind shutting the fuck up?"

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Wren walked into the cafeteria with Lydia and saw Stiles talking to her history partner, "I'll meet up with you later." Wren said and walked over to Stiles and Boyd. "Come on, man. Have you seen the piece of crap Jeep that I drive?" Stiles said as Wren walked over to them.

"You seen the piece of crap bus that I take?" Boyd said and Wren chuckled and pulled fifty bucks out of her wallet. She grabbed the twenties off the table and handed her the seventy dollars to Boyd, "An extra forty for having to deal with Stiles Stilinski." Wren said making Stiles frown and Boyd grin and hand her the keys.

"I'll see you in History, Boyd!" Wren smiled and dragged Stiles with her over to where Scott was sitting. "We got 'em. I'll pick you up tonight after work and we'll meet at the rink. Cool?" Stiles said as they sat down but Scott wasn't paying attention.

They follow his gaze to the doors which slowly push open. The din and noise quiets around them. The entire cafeteria seems to turn their heads almost simultaneously as long, toned legs step through the threshold. Erica walks passes through the crowd, catching every eye with a new found confidence.

The flash of a bare midriff sends jaws dropping-guys and girls-as the stunning figure approaches a table. Erica reaches out to grab some guys apple, taking a bite before smirking over towards Scott and them before walking out. Walking up to the table Lydia slammed her hands on the table, "What. The holy hell. Is that?"

"That's Erica." Scott said as Erica turned and walked out if the cafeteria. A few seconds later Scott, Wren and Stiles shot up and ran after her.

The doors clatter open to the parking lot and the three of them rush out of the school just in time to see a very disturbing sight, Erica sliding into the passenger seat of a black Camaro. Behind the wheel, Derek locks eyes with Scott. With a slight smile turning the corners of his lips, he hits the gas, flooring it out of the lot.

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"So what is this for?" Wren asked as she looked down at the practice butterfly knife in her hand, "Its something to defend yourself with after everything that's happened. It's not a real knife, its just a practice one, you can get a real one when you learn to use this one." Allison said and Wren nodded slightly before looking at Lydia.

"Do you want one?" Allison asked and Lydia raised her eyebrows and hummed, "Pass. Weapons are not cute." Lydia said as Wren looked over the butterfly knife. Allison chuckled as she started putting her gloves on when a knock sounded at the door and Argent walked in.

"Headed out?" Argent asked glancing at all the girls, "Studying." Allison said and Argent gestured for her to come over. Lydia pulls her phone out and held it out in front of her and Wren, "Smile." She said and Wren smiled before Lydia snapped the picture. Lydia looked at the picture and smile before holding the phone out again, "Okay, another one." She said.

Wren smiled again but also pressed the "knife" to her neck. Lydia looked at the picture and groan before hitting Wren with the pillow that was in her lap. "She seems okay to me." Allison said to her father as they watched Lydia hit Wren with the pillow while Wren just laughed.

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The group walk over to the doors and Stiles unlocks them and throws them open. As Wren, Allison, Lydia and Scott step inside, Stiles hits the lights revealing an empty ice rink. Allison and Wren smiles at Lydia and she just shrugged, stepping in with them.

A few minutes later they were all sat on the bleachers, Scott and Allison where towards the bottom while Wren, Stiles and Lydia were around the middle. Wren was sitting next to Stiles and Lydia was in front of them, off to the side a little bit. Wren looked up from tying her skates to see her sister slightly shivering, "Cold?" Wren asked making Lydia looked over at her.

"A little." Lydia shrugged and Stiles dug around his backpack and pulled out an orange scarf and held it out to her. Lydia looked at the scar horrified, "I'm wearing blue. Orange and blue? Not a good combination." She said making Stiles pouted.

"But it's the colors of the Mets..." He said making Wren chuckle and pat his shoulder. "Okay, um, maybe orange and blue is not the best, right, you know... Um, sometimes, there's other things you wouldn't think would be a good combination, end up turning out to be, like, a perfect combination. You know? Like, two people together... who nobody ever thought would be together ever..." Stiles said glancing over at Wren who was tying her skates.

"No, I can see that. They're cute together." She said looking at Scott and Allison and Wren nodded in agreement making Stiles frown slightly. "Let's go skate." Lydia said and got up and carefully walked down the bleachers. "Let's go." Wren said, before she and Stiles walked down the bleachers.

When they got onto the ice Lydia instantly skated over to them and grabbed Wren's hands. "We have to do our old move." Lydia said and started pulling Wren with her making Wren eyes widened, "We're gonna fall on our faces. It's been years." Wren said and Lydia just shrugged.

Wren and Lydia skated towards the middle before grabbing each other's hands and spinning around for a few seconds. They let go of each other and spun around by themselves for a second. Wren tried to stop but slipped and fell making Lydia stop and look at her before they both bursted out laughing.

Lydia held her hands out and helped her sister up, "That was embarrassing hilarious." Lydia said making Wren laugh. "Its only embarrassing if you make it embarrassing." Wren said before looking over at Stiles. He was still standing where she left him watching her in awe. She chuckled and skated over to him with a smile.

"That- that was amazing." He said still in awe making her smile, "I didn't think someone who make falling look so graceful." He said and she laughed and jokingly curtsey before grabbing his hand. "Come on." She said, pulling him to skate with her.

She started skating backwards making Stiles raise his eyebrows, "You sure its smart to skate backwards when you already fell once?" He asked and she shrugged. "Live fast, die young, leave a good looking corpse." Wren said and Stiles gave her a look, "James Dean, really?" He asked and she pointed at him.

"Actually it came from a 1949 movie called 'Knock on Any Door'. James Dean took it from the movie." Wren said and Stiles nodded slightly, "Right, I forget you can be a massive movie buff." Stiles said making her chuckle. Slowly, her smile faded and she slowed to a stop. "What is it?" Stiles asked as he stopped and looked at her distant expression, "Lydia..." Wren said in a slight whisper.

As soon as she said that an ear piercing scream cut through the ice rink making her spin around to see her sister on the ground screaming. She raced over to Lydia and grabbed her shoulders, "Lyds!" She said but Lydia was still screaming looking down at the ice. Wren looked down and it was like the ice had suddenly gotten clear and there was something under the ice. No, someone.

Peter Hale.

She stared down at the ice confused until Stiles, Scott and Allison skated over to them making her look up at them as Lydia had stopped screaming and collapsed onto to Wren. She looked back down at the ice was it was completely normal. It wasn't clear anymore and more importantly, Peter wasn't under it.

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Wren walked over to where Scott was sitting in the cafeteria watching as Allison walked off, "What'd you do now?" She asked. Scott sighed and went to answer but Stiles suddenly ran up to them, "Guys, do you see that?" He asked pointing at an empty table. "What? It's an empty table." Scott said and Stiles nodded.

"Yeah, but whose empty table?" Stiles asked and Wren stared at the table until realization crossed over her face, "Boyd."

Wren, Scott and Stiles hurry for the school exit, "Wren and I will to the ice rink, see if he's there. And, if he's not at home, you call me, got it?" Scott said but Stiles pauses at the door, "What?" Wren asked and Stiles sighed. "Maybe we should let him." He said hesitantly making them look as t him confused, "Boyd, you know, man? You said Derek's giving them a choice, right?" Stiles said and Scott shook his head. "We can't."

"You gotta admit, Erica looks pretty good... You know, the word "sensational" comes to mind..." Stiles said and Wren raised her eyebrows, "How do you think she's gonna look with a wolfsbane bullet in her head?" Wren asked making him sigh and nod. "All right. All I'm saying is, maybe this one isn't totally your responsibility." He said looking at Scott.

"They all are. And you know this thing's gonna get out of control. That makes me responsible." Scott said and Stiles nodded, "All right, I'm with you. And, I also gotta say... this new-found heroism is making me very attracted to you." Stiles said making Wren chuckle and shake her head.

"Shut up." Scott said as he slightly shoved Stiles, "No, seriously! Do you wanna just try making out for a sec? Just to see how it feels?" Stiles asked and Scott suppressed a smile as he and Wren walked away.

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Running into the ice rink, Scott and Wren instantly spotted Boyd on the zamboni and ran over. "Boyd!" Scott yelled but Boyd just ignored him, "Boyd, I just wanna talk... Hey, come on. Boyd, please. Did Derek tell you everything? And I don't just mean going out of control on the full moons- I mean everything." Scott asked and Boyd finally slowed to a stop.

"He told me about the Hunters." Boyd said and Wren sighed, "And that's not enough for you to say no? Boyd, the supernatural life isn't as fun as it sounds. Whatever you want, there's other ways to get it." Wren said and Boyd just shrugged and looked at her.

"I just wanna not each lunch alone every day." He said and she sighed, "You could have talk to me at anytime. If you're looking for friends, you can do a lot better than Derek." Wren said. "That really hurts, Wren." Derek suddenly spoke up making Wren and Scott turn around to see Derek with Isaac and Erica behind him, "I mean, if you're going to review me, at least take a consensus. Erica, how's life been for you since we met?"

"In a word? Transformative." Erica smirks before letting our a snarl, confidently showing off her fangs making Wren cringe, "Dolls scare me more than whatever that was." Wren said making Erica growl. Derek just rolled his eyes before glancing at his other beta, "Isaac?" He asked. "Well, I'm a little bummed about being a fugitive... but, other than that, I'm great." Isaac said.

"Okay, hold on. This isn't exactly a fair fight." Scott said and Derek smirked slightly and shrugged, "Then go home, Scott." He said. When Scott didnt move, Derek nodded slightly making Erica and Isaac start to walk forward. All of the sudden Scott growled and punched the ice below him before looking up, completely transformed.

"I meant, fair for them." Scott said before letting out a loud roar making Wren sigh and shake her head, "Why so dramatic?" She mumbled as she stood off to the side

After a few minutes of fighting, Scott managed to throw Isaac across the ice and kick Erica against the zamboni. Isaac growled under his breath before getting up and walking towards Scott as Erica got up. Isaac grabbed Scott my the neck, slamming him against the zamboni before tossing him across the ice some.

Scott ran forward, tackling Isaac, slamming him down on the ice a couple times before Erica jumped on Scott's back. Scott backed up, slamming Erica against the zamboni making her fall off him while Isaac ran up. He threw a punch but Scott ducked before punching Isaac in the stomach making him groan and bend forward slightly giving Scott the perfect opportunity to slam his hand down in Isaac's back.

Isaac sat up slightly but didnt have any time before Scott kicked him in the face making him fall back. "Don't you get it? He's not going this for you. He's just adding to his own power, okay? It's all about him. He makes you feel like he's giving you some kind of gift, when all he's done is turn you into a bunch of guard dogs!" Scott said before sliding Erica and Isaac across the ice to Derek's feet.

"It's true. It is about power." Derek said before his eyes went bright red as he walked forward and flicked his claws out making Wren's eyes widen. Derek let out a small roar as he full transformed making Scott back up slightly. Suddenly, Derek slammed his head against Scott's before swiping his claws again Scott's abdomen. Derek punched Scott in the face a few times before punching him in the stomach.

He went to grab him but Scott swung his elbow back, hitting Derek in the face making Derek step back a bit. Derek smirked and growled slightly before walking towards Scott again. Scott swung his arm out but Derek blocked him before punching him in the face a few times.

Derek grabbed him before slamming him down on the ice making Scott spit out some blood before Derek pressed his foot to Scott's chest. Wren went to run forward but Isaac suddenly grabbed her arm making her stop. "Let me go!" She said, trying to pull away from him, "Would you stop fighting? You try to break it up, you'll just get hurt." Isaac said.

"Live fast, die young, leave a good looking corpse." She muttered to herself before pulling out her practice butterfly knife. She flipped it open before hitting up across the face with it using as much of her strength as she could. He groaned and let her go making her quickly run over to Derek and Scott, pushing Derek away.

"Move." Derek said but Wren just stood straighter, "No." She said. "Wren, get out of the way." He said and she raised her eyebrows, "Why should I? I should just let you be as bad as your uncle? Biting teenager, beating the shit out of them... Should I let you attack my sister too?" She asked.

Derek stared at her for a moment before sighing and stepping away. The second he walked away Wren instantly crouched down next to Scott to check him over. Pushing himself up, Scott blinks away the blur to see Boyd now standing over them, "Don't... You don't wanna be like them." Scott managed to get out.

"You're right. I want to be like you." Boyd lifts up his shirt to reveal a blood crusted wound at his side making Wren sigh. He's already been bitten. Scott slowly rests his head back down on the ice, watching the canted view of not two but three new werewolves walking away with their Alpha.