The Ghost of You

As she stood at her locker the next day the encounter with the Alpha wolf continually ran through Alyssa’s head. Only Alpha wolves which were some of the most powerful werewolves could give the bite. Teenagers due their youth and being near their physical prime had a higher chance of surviving the bite. Which explained why Scott’s body had accepted the bite however, she still had more questions than answers. Why did the Alpha wolf bite Scott? Why did it choose Scott? What was its endgame? Was it trying to create a pack of werewolves? If so what did it hope to accomplish or gain by having a pack of newly turned teenagers?

She also had to worry about the fact that Scott saw and knew what she could. Though she had a feeling Scott wouldn’t tell anybody with the exception of Stiles. He surely had questions about what she was, how she ended up in the woods like him, and what happened to her after the encounter with the Alpha. But she was prepared she said she was going to help Scott with his new status as a werewolf. That is if he heard her out she could tell he was stubborn by both his aura and his determination to try out for lacrosse despite thinking he still had asthma. He was definitely going to be in denial about what he was just thinking that his health and skills had gotten better on their own.

Then again Scott was a good person and he would be seeking help from whoever when he started to experience the aggression and rage that came with being a werewolf.

Alyssa looked up as the footsteps of the boy in question approached her with a neutral demeanor.

Though she could sense on the inside he was freaking out and his aura was afflicted with the colors black and light grey. Fear.

‘He’s scared of me more so then the Alpha wolf.’ Alyssa thought to herself not that she blamed him it’s not every day you witness a person throw purple energy blasts out their hands. When Vega first found out about her powers she had fainted. She smiled sadly at the thought of her best friend and made a note to contact her later.

She smiled as Scott approached her which he returned timidly. “Hey.” He said.

“Hey.” She replied.

“So, how are you?” He asked shouldering his backpack.

“Okay, you?” She asked.

“I’m fine except I had a dream last night but I’ve got a feeling it really wasn’t a dream.” Scott said.

“And you were in it.”

Alyssa simply waited for him to continue. “I was in the woods, when I saw this creature, it started to chase me, and then you appeared out of nowhere we ran for a bit when you stopped to confront the creature.” “That’s when your eyes started to glow purple along with your hands and you threw a purple ball at the creature that sent it and me flying back into the surrounding area.” “Except I was sent flying into a neighbor’s swimming pool that’s when I woke up and you were nowhere around.”

“So was it a dream I’ve got a feeling it wasn’t but you don’t seem surprised by this which means you had to be there too.”

Alyssa waited till he finished he remembered every single little detail now he wanted to know if it really happened.

“Yes it did really happen and what you saw me do is also real.” Alyssa replied waiting for his reaction.
Scott’s expression/reaction was a mixture of disbelief, skepticism, increased fear, and some curiosity.

“What are you?” He finally asked.

“I don’t even know all I know is I have powers and abilities that I’m still trying to figure out.” She said. “What you saw last night was just one of the many things I can do.”

“What else can you do?” Scott asked curious.

“Well, remember when you said that night you were attacked you heard a girl’s voice that sounded like me?” She asked.

His eyes widen. “Wait, you heard us?” He asked his voice rising slightly.

“Shh!” Alyssa said slapping her hand onto his mouth. “Now try not to draw attention to us okay?”

Scott nodded as she slowly took her hand off his mouth. “That’s another thing I have enhanced senses I can hear conversations from distances away and yes I was there that night you and Stiles went into the woods.” “It’s what’s known as astral projecting you know what that is?”

“That’s when the person’s spirit/soul can leave the physical body right?” Scott asked.

Alyssa smiled and nodded. “Yes, that’s what I did both times except I’m not 100% aware I’m doing it.”

“What do you mean?” Scott asked.

“Like the night you and Stiles were in the woods I just found myself standing in front of your house when Stiles came over.” She explained. “It primarily happens when I sleep I haven’t accomplish how to do it when I’m awake.”

“So does it happen like you want to be somewhere then you’re just there?” Scott asked.

“Sometimes but other times like the night you first went into the woods I just found myself there like it just came to me like a vision.” Alyssa said.

“Vision?” Scott asked. “You’re psychic?”

Alyssa shrugged. “I guess so but I don’t have visions when I want too they just come to me randomly.”

Scott leaned against the locker just staring at her Alyssa sensed agitation, disbelief, but the biggest emotion of all was doubt. He didn’t believe her he thought she was pulling his leg just messing with him.

“Look, I know you don’t believe me but it’s the truth and what’s happening to you is result of you getting bitten by that creature.” She said.

“What’s happening to me?” He asked confused. “Nothing’s happening to me.”

“Really?” She said. “No increased/enhanced skills at lacrosse, no newfound confidence, no asthma attacks, and no need for your inhaler?”

Scott’s eyes grew wide again. “How did you know I have asthma?”

“Had.” Alyssa corrected him. “I know because I was in the trees following you and Stiles yesterday when you went into the woods looking for your inhaler.” “I knew the first time we met because when you shook my hand my mind downloaded your basic personal information.”

“Downloaded information about me?” Scott asked horrified and backed away shaking his head. “No, none of this is happening and you’re crazy!”

Alyssa rolled her eyes. “I suspected you would act like this I was hoping I was wrong.” “Look, I know you’re freaked out but what you witnessed is real and…

“No!” Scott yelled gaining the attention of some of the students before lowering his voice. “You’re wrong nothing’s happening to me and nothing’s wrong with me.” “Just…just stay away from me please.”

Alyssa shook her head in annoyance as Scott hurried to class this had gone worse then she thought.

How could she possibly help Scott now since he thought she was a fruitcake? She sighed to herself she would have to try a different approach if she couldn’t get through to Scott there was someone else that could.
Stiles.
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Scott walked into the locker room went to his locker and twirled the combination into his lock.

He couldn’t fully shake his conversation with Alyssa from his head. ‘Was she nuts?’ He asked himself.

There was nothing wrong with him as far as her being in his dream he attributed it to being your typical erotic dream. Still why did you dream about Alyssa? Not that she wasn’t beautiful or anything but he liked Allison. As for her ‘power’ he must’ve been so scared of what was chasing him his mind/eyes had to be playing tricks on him. H smiled and nodded to himself as he opened his locker.

Completely logical explanation.

Scott jumped as a hand slammed his locker shut the owner being a very pissed of Jackson Whittmore.

“All right, little man.” Jackson started. “How about you tell me where you’re getting your juice.”

“What?” Scott asked his head shaking in confusion.

“Where…are…you…getting…your…juice?” Jackson repeated slowly as if he were stupid.

Scott made a face wondering why Jackson was asking him that. “My mom does all the grocery shopping.” He finally said.

Jackson looked at him like he was stupid. “Now, listen, McCall you’re gonna tell me exactly what it and is and who you’re buying it from.” “Because there’s no way in hell you’re out there kicking ass on the field like that without some sort of chemical boost.”

“Oh, you mean steroids.” Scott said finally realizing what kind of “juice” Jackson was talking about. He face turned accusing “Are you on steroids?”

Jackson slammed him against the locker in irritation and impatience. “What the hell is going on with you, McCall?”

“What’s going on with me?” Scott as Jackson nodded his head in impatience. “You really wanna know?” “Well, so would I!” “Because I can see, hear, and smell things that I shouldn’t be able to see, hear, and smell.” “I do things that should be impossible, I’m sleepwalking three miles into the middle of the woods, and I’m pretty convinced that I’m totally out of my freaking mind! He finished with a loud sigh glad to get everything out.

Jackson chuckles softly “You think you’re funny, don’t you McCall?” “I know you’re hiding something,

I’m gonna find out what it is, and I don’t care how long it takes.” Jackson finished by slamming his fist next to Scott’s head in emphasis before walking away.

Scott sighed in exhaustion as if what was going on with him wasn’t enough now he had to worry about Jackson being on his ass.
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“Scott!” “Scott, wait up!” Stiles yells running up to Scott on the lacrosse field.

“Stiles, I’m playing the first elimination, man can it wait?” Scott asked his friend in annoyance.

“Just hold on, okay?” Stiles said trying to catch his breath. “I heard my dad over the phone, the fiber analysis came back from the lab in L.A.” “They found animal hair on the body from the wood!”

“Stiles, I gotta go.” Scott said picking up his gear he had no time for this.

“Wait no, Scott!” “You’re not gonna believe what animal it was!” He ran after Scott before stopping and lowered his voice. “It was a wolf.”

Coach walked to the center of the field whistling the players over. “Let’s go, gather round!” “Bring it in, come on!” “Come on!”

Scott caught sight of Allison and Alyssa making their way onto the bleachers. She waves at him with a smile while Alyssa gives him a grim look. Scott ignored her and grin waving back.

“You got a question, McCall?” Coach asked noticing his hand up.

“What?” Scott asked confused.

“You raised you hand.” Coach replied. “You got a question?”

“Oh no I was just…nothing sorry.” Scott said.

“Okay, you know how this goes.” Coach said looking around at all the players. “If you don’t make the cut, you’re most likely sitting on the bench for the rest of the season.” “You make the cut you play!”

“Your parents are proud of ya, your girlfriend loves ya!” He yelled shaking the helmet of one of the players. “Everything else is uh, cream cheese.” “Now get out there and show me whatcha got!”

Alyssa laughed to herself shaking her head at Coach’s antics as the players got to their posts and began to play. As they played Scott quickly got the ball but got knocked over by Jackson just as quickly. She shook her head sensing his aggression and anger levels rising Scott had to get his aggression under control before he killed somebody. She saw Stiles sitting on the lower bench watching the game.

Alyssa stood up which took Allison’s attention away from the game. “I’ll be right back I have to talk to someone real quick.” She said Allison nodded and went back to watching the game.

Alyssa made her way over the bleacher’s jumping over a few getting herself over to Stiles quicker.

She made her way over till she was a couple of feet behind him reading his aura he was worried about his friend’s newfound skills at lacrosse. ‘Hopefully he would be more willing than Scott to listen.’

She jumped down the last bleacher. “Hey.” She said with a friendly smile.

Stiles looked up his eyes widen and his cheeks redden. “Hey.”

“Mind if I sit?” She asked gesturing to the spot beside him.

“No, no of course not.” He said stammering slightly.

She grinned before sitting next to Stiles he scooted slightly to make more room for her. She could sense Stiles nerves, his anxiety, and worry about his friend’s new skills.

“How come you’re not playing?” She asked.

Stiles surprised she was making conversation with him looked at her. “Oh, I can’t play my hyperactive spastic ass would be like a damn marionette without strings.”

Alyssa giggled. “If you can’t play then why are you trying out?”

Stiles shrugged. “I don’t know I guess I did this cause Scott wanted to do this saw this as a way for us to do something that we both suck at together.”

“He doesn’t seem like he’s sucking in fact I’m certain he’s gonna make the team.” Alyssa said confidently. “Why don’t you get him to help you?”

“Scott, not long ago wasn’t too good at lacrosse himself now he’s playing like a pro.” Stiles said “It’s almost like, like….

“Like it just came out of nowhere, like it happened over night?” She asked her voice taking a serious tone.

“Yeah how did…Stiles words trailed off and looked at her now with suspicion. “How did you know that?”

“Because I know what attacked Scott and what he’s turning into.” She said. “I tried to tell him this morning but he thinks I’m nuts.” “I’m telling you this because you’re his best friend, he’s known you most of his life, and he’ll believe you.” “If not believe you he’ll at least hear you out.”

“What…what is happing to Scott?” Stiles asked his eyes occasionally glancing back at his friend playing.

“You already know what he is.” Alyssa said with an amused smile as she stood up. “I can tell you know something’s up with Scott’s new skills, he’s able to play lacrosse spectacularly and do things he wasn’t able or capable of doing before.” “No one is able to do all that over night without something completely changing their DNA structure.”

“What do you mean changing his DNA structure?” Stiles asked jumping to his feet till he was standing and facing Alyssa. “What’s happening to Scott?”

“More like what is Scott.” Alyssa said as she started to walk away. “You already know.”

“No, no I don’t know what’s going on with Scott.” Stiles said getting irritated.
Alyssa stopped, smirked, lowering her shades till her piercing gaze met Stiles making his heartbeat go up.

“Yes, you do Mr. she imitated a wolf howling and gave Stiles a wink before walking away.

Stiles slumped into his seat his eyes wide in shock he looked at Alyssa’s retreating back and thought
about what she said. As he processed what he was just told all the other clues went through his head. The big creature Scott had described, his claims of hearing a wolf howling, his bite mark healing fast, the enhanced senses, reflexes, and skills.

Stiles looked at his friend with a worried look as Coach declared that Scott had made the first line.
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Later that day after school Stiles did extensive research to figure out what was going on with Scott.

Using Scott’s new abilities and Alyssa’s clues he put his research skills to full use looking up and gathering as much information about lycanthropy as he could. Stiles was so engrossed in his research and focused on some pretty terrifying images of werewolf that a knock at his door had him jumping.
Stiles took a deep breath putting the top of his laptop down before getting up to get the door.

On the other side stood Scott with a grin. “Get in.” Stiles demanded pulling the door open. “You gotta see this thing.” “I’ve been up all night reading, websites, books all this information.”

“How much Adderall have you had today?” Scott asked noticing his friend was more hyper and fidgety than usual.

“A lot, but that doesn’t matter just listen.” Stiles said turning swirling around in his chair and grabbing the printed papers.

“Is this about the body?” Scott asked as he threw his backpack down and sat down on Stiles bed. “Did they find out who did it?”

“No, they’re still questioning people, even Derek Hale.” Stiles said.

“The guy in the woods who we saw the other day.” Scott said.

“Yeah!” Stiles said failing his arms. “But that’s not it okay?”

“What, then?” Scott asked his with a chuckle.

“Remember the joke from the other day?” Stiles asked Scott shook his head no. “Well, it’s not a joke anymore.” “The wolf, the bite in the woods.” “I started doing all this reading…do you even know why a wolf howls?”

“Should I?” Scott asked.

“It’s a signal, okay?” Stiles said and continued to explain. “When a wolf’s alone it howls to signal its location to the rest of the pack.” “So if you heard a wolf howling, that means others could have been nearby.” “Maybe even a whole pack of wolves.”

“A whole pack of wolves?” Scott asks deviating from the main point of the conversation.

“No, werewolves.” Stiles answered.

“Are you seriously wasting my time with this?” Scott stands up annoyed and angry. “You know I’m picking up Allison in an hour.”
Stiles grabs Scott’s shoulders in an attempt to keep him leaving. “I saw you on the field today Scott.”

“What you did wasn’t just amazing it was impossible.”

“Yeah, so I made a good shot.” Scott said starting to leave only to be stopped by Stiles again.

“No, you made an incredible shot, I mean the way you moved, your speed, your reflexes.” Stiles said.

“You know, people can’t just suddenly do that overnight.” “Then there’s the vision, the senses, and don’t think I don’t notice you don’t need your inhaler anymore.”

“Have you been talking to Alyssa?” Scott asked.

“Yeah, I talked to her during tryouts.” Stiles said. “She didn’t exactly say but she alluded to you being a werewolf.”

Scott shook his head in disbelief. “Dude, why are you listening to her?” “She’s crazy!”

“No, no she’s not Scott she accurately detailed symptoms of what’s happening to you.” Stiles said.

“Plus she seemed pretty genuine to me.”

“Stiles, you’re saying that because she’s hot.” Scott said. “Alyssa may be hot but she’s nuts, like I had a dream that she was in, we were being chased by this creature, and she had glowing purple eyes then threw this purple ball at it that’s when I woke up.”

“Wait, her eyes were glowing purple?” Stiles asked forgetting the original topic.

“Yeah, to top that off she claims she was there that night we went looking for the body, and also when we went into the woods looking for my inhaler.” Scott said. “She says it’s called astral projection or something.”

“Whoa, so Alyssa has abilities too.” Stiles said in amazement. “You know what this means?”

“Yeah.” Scott said snorted in laughter. “It means she’s completely insane.”

“No, it means since she knew what you were beforehand and has all this information it means she can help you.” Stiles said. “Scott we need to get in contact with her immediately.”

“Stiles… listen to yourself and think about what Alyssa said.” Scott said. “She’s crazy.”

“No she’s not!” Stiles agued back finding himself getting annoyed Scott’s doubts and his insults towards Alyssa.

Scott blinked before a slight smile creeped on his face. “You like her.”

“What?” Stiles asked. “No I don’t!” “I just think she’s being really honest and she really wants to help.”

“Why would you believe a girl you just meant over your own best friend?” Scott asked. “Unless you like her admit it.”

“Fine I think she’s really attractive.” Stiles said wondering where this was coming from. She loved Lydia since the third grade. How could a girl he just met a couple of days ago completely change that? “That’s not the point though Scott listen, the full moon is tomorrow, and the full moon doesn’t just physically change you but it also increases bloodlust.”

“Bloodlust.” Scott repeated his irritation rising.

“It’s the urge to kill.”

“I’m already feeling the urge Stiles.” Scott said his voice filling with aggression.

Stiles reached for one of the books. “The change is cause by anger or anything that raises your pulse,

I haven’t seen anyone raises your pulse like Allison does.” “You have to cancel this date.”
He slammed the book down. “You gotta cancel this date.” He got up and grabbed Scott’s backpack searching for his cellphone.

“What are you doing?” Scott asked.

“I’m cancelling the date.”

“No, give it to me!” Scott shouted and slammed Stiles against the wall raising his fist.

Stiles closed his eyes and waited for the punch he thought was coming, instead Scott shouted and threw his chair over instead. Scott was breathed heavily slowly his breathing got back to normal he exchanged a look with Stiles who looked everywhere but at him.

Scott looked shocked and ashamed he didn’t know what had come over him. “I’m sorry, I gotta get ready for that party.” He said grabbing his backpack and glanced at Stiles who was still pressed against the wall.

Stiles banged his head against the wall in frustration at Scott’s doubts and even when the aggression had clearly taken over he still wouldn’t listen. He picked up his chair and swirled it to see claw marks on the back. That went almost exactly as he thought it would go. Sighing he had to get through to Scott, Scott had no control over the wolf to make matters worse who was going to be in a heavily populated area putting innocent teens lives at stake if he wolfed out.

Stiles thought and thought till his mind came to the person who could help. Alyssa. How could he forget about her? After Scott’s little episode he had almost forgotten what Scott had said about Alyssa. Could it be that Alyssa was a supernatural just like Scott or at least possess abilities that no human had? If so she would be really instrumental in helping with getting through to and helping Scott.

He grabbed his phone only to remember he didn’t have Alyssa in his contacts and since she was new her phone number wouldn’t be in the phonebook. He had spoken less than 6 sentences to her even then she had initiated the conversation. There was something about Alyssa Morano that made him more speechless and nervous than Lydia Martin. How could one girl dissolve a love he had since the third grade?

Stiles could only hope that Alyssa would be at the party not only to help with Scott but because there was a part of him that wanted to see her again.
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In her room Alyssa who was sitting Indian style in mediation came out of her trace as she slowly floated back down onto her bed.

“Looks like I’m going to that party after all.” She said to herself.