Izzy leans against the wall sliding down it as she feels a sudden wave of dizziness and a dull feeling in her heart. Izzy closed her eyes blazing red and orange eyes tightly. She knew exactly what this feeling was.

It was like everything around her went silent. She couldn't hear the sound of their voices until she noticed Stiles turning towards the door.

She tugs on his hand making the boy look down at her. "Stop. You can't go out there."

Stiles shares a look with Scott as he squats down in front of her. "Why not? What's wrong?"

Izzy stays quite letting the aching feeling in her head die down. Stiles places a hand on the her leg gently making her look up at him. "Talk to me, Iz."

"Someone's going to die." Izzy whispers her eyes going back to normal at the sudden warm touch.

"Who?" Stiles asks sharing another glance with Scott.

"I don't know." Izzy answers. "I wish I did." Izzy leans her head back against the wall as she holds on to Stiles's hand on her thigh. "God, I hate this fucking part of me."

"Hey, hey." Stiles speaks softly getting her attention. "Calm down, okay? Just breath and let it pass."

Izzy nods slowly leaning her head back against the wall again still clutching on to his hand.

"I think I hear something." Scott tells the two as he leans his ear against the door, listening in. He listens, but flinches back as a shadow passes the slightly blurry glass window, not even feet away from them. Scott snaps his head at the two. "Hide."

Stiles grabs Izzy helping her up as the move back into the darkness in the corner of the room. They all glance around with wide eyes that were filled with terror...well only Stiles and Scott. Izzy wasn't scared of the alpha, she was scared on who it might turn out to be.

"The lockers." Stiles whispers making Izzy and Scott look at him like he was crazy.

"What? N—." Before Izzy could finish her sentence, Stiles grabs her arm pulling her into a locker, him right behind her. They shift around so that they were now facing each other. Their breaths bitches realizing just how close they actually were.

"You have very pretty eyes." Stiles whispers looking into her dark hazel green eyes.

"Thank you." Izzy whispers as they stare into each other's eyes, their rapid heart beats calming down as seconds passed. Footsteps made their way into the room. Stiles goes to open his mouth only for Izzy to place her hand over it.

Suddenly the door to the locker Scott was in opens abruptly, which was then followed by a scream making Izzy quickly remove her hand from Stiles's mouth as they scramble out the locker to see a janitor.

"Ah! Son of a bitch!" Stiles shouts stumbling a bit.

"Stiles, quite." Izzy whispers to him grabbing his arm, keeping him stable.

"Quite, quite!" Scott tells the janitor trying to shut him up.

"Quite my ass, Are you three trying to kill me?" The janitor gasps leaning against the locker. "Get out! All of you."

"Just listen for like half a second, okay?"Stiles tries. Izzy suddenly feels a dull feeling in her chest once again.

"No, not okay. Get the hell out of here right now." The janitor pushes Scott and Stiles out making Izzy follow them.

"Sir, just give us one second to explain—."

"Shut up and go." The janitor cuts off Scott as Izzy stumbles sideways right into the Stilinski boys arms.

"Izzy? What's going on?" Stiles pushes her hair out of her face. "Talk to me."

That was just it...Izzy couldn't speak, her head was severely aching, her muscles tightened and her heart started pumping faster and faster each moment that passed.

The janitor whips back into the locker room swinging the door shut behind him. This happens so quickly it leaves the two boys staring after him with nothing but confusion.

That was until the janitor's face slams into the back of the door window making them flinch back. Izzy drops to her knees as the janitor's body slam forward again making the door rattle.

"Get-down and co-ver y-ou-rselv-es." Izzy groans out glancing at the two best friends. Scott doesn't listen and as he goes towards the door Izzy let out a loud scream causing the whole school to shake and for Scott to fly into the wall and the janitor along with the alpha to fly back into the lockers.

After helping Scott up, Stiles with the help of Scott picks up Izzy's conscious, but limp body as they run down the hall.

Stiles, Scott and Izzy, we'll Scott and Stiles, race down to the end of the hall way searching for an exit. Izzy gets out of their grip stumbling a bit, but catches herself as she stands up straight. Thank god she was a vampire and a werewolf.

The three reach the fire door handles and together they push down, shoving the door forward. The doors open, but stop as it hits something that was behind the door. The three share a look before together they once again push the doors open, only for it to clang against some metal behind it.

"What the hell?" Stiles mumbles.

Izzy peers out and sticks her head through the opening. "It's a dumpster."  Scott and Stiles sigh.

"He pushed it in front of the doors—."

"To trap is in." Stiles finishes Scott's sentence.

Stiles runs a hand over his face before he back back into the door, trying to use his feet to push off the floor and push against the door to push the dumpster. "Help me."

Stiles repeatedly does it again and Izzy groans putting a hand on his chest stopping him. "Stiles, please stop and let me use my strength and magic to open the door."

"No." Stiles's shakes his head grabbing her hands, making a tingling feeling erupt in her stomach. "You've done enough. No more using your powers or anything."

"I have to Stiles." Izzy moves her hands from his grasp. "I'm the only one that can get us out of here right now."

"I don't care." Stiles says sternly hiding his hurt feelings. "We're gonna figure it out, we don't need you using up all your powers and passing out on us. Or worse, dying."

"Well I'm not dying here, Sti." Izzy crosses her eyes over her chest.

"We're not dying." Scott speaks up in a hard tone.

"Then what's it doing, exactly?" Stiles questions. "What does it want?"

Scott stays quite as he shares a look with Izzy. Realization hits her. "You. He wants you, so he could make his pack stronger."

"I'm not the only one he wants." Scott says not meeting the red heads eyes.

"He wants me?" "He wants her?" Izzy and Stiles say in unison.

Scott finally looks at her and nods. "You're the strongest being alive. Of course he wants you in his pack."

"That's great." Izzy mumbles running a hand through her hair.

"Wow, a psychotic werewolf who's into teamwork. That's beautiful." Stiles says sarcastically.

"Since you won't allow me to use my powers, we have to keep moving. Let's go." Izzy walks leaving the boys to follow behind her.

The three retreat away from the doors and look towards the other end of the hall. They slowly and carefully start to walk as they keep their eyes open. The proceed to walk with caution until both Izzy and Scott suddenly come to a stop.

The two supernatural teens turn to the windows that were at the side of the corridor looking out on the courtyard on the opposite side of the school.

On the roof a figure crouches down in the darkness. The only thing to be seen is his red crimson eyes staring directly at the two.

"Run!" Scott shouts.

Quickly, the three of them take off running, both boys stumbling into Izzy causing Izzy to stumble also as she tries to hold them up as they ran. The alpha runs and bounds from on level of the roof to the next, landing and leaping at the same time they run.

As they run, behind them glass suddenly explodes and suddenly the alpha is crashing into the hallway.

Somehow, someway, Izzy had now noticed how Scott and Stiles were no longer by her side. "Stupid vamp speed." She curses. It was hard to use only her werewolf speed especially in times of panic.

Izzy stops using her hearing to try and help her figure out where the boys could have headed. Not a second later, Izzy hears footsteps behind her. Izzy knew those footsteps didn't belong to Stiles or Scott.

Izzy slowly turns and freezes when she sees a huge dark figure stand right in the middle of the hall. The alpha crouches down on all floors and takes off into a run.

Izzy always her eyes to glow as she vamps out. "This should be good."