Stiles's POV

When I got to the command center I was met with a different sight than what I saw last time.

It was like a target range with literal targets everywhere. It makes me wonder where all the techy stuff went to.

"Woah what's all of this?" I asked as I looked around.

"This is training so we can understand your abilities a little bit more Stiles." Master Gaylor said as he walked down his stairs.

Dang this dude really loved to make an entrance. Kind of want him to trip on his robes though.

"Did you forget I could read your mind or something?" He asked as he got closer to me.

To be completely honest I really did totally forget about that. Yeah that would be something I shouldn't mess up again. 

"That would be wise." My god! Could he just not read my mind for maybe two seconds.

There are a lot of thoughts up there that I do not need people seeing them or hearing.

Total invasion of privacy!!!

I saw him wince at how loud my thoughts were. Ha!

Maybe that'll make him think twice about reading my mind when I don't give him permission to do so.

"Okay if you would. Step up to the red x on the floor." Me being as smart as I am I should've realized that something was going to be blasted at me.

But I also have a very strong stupid side too, and at that moment my stupid side decided to take over and told me to step right on top of that red x.

And as soon as I did some sort of beam was blasted at me. One that I wasn't ready for and blasted me across the room. 

Isaac actually had the audacity to laugh once that happened. So just for that I used my magic to blast him to the other side of the room.

This he did not find as funny as my pain and shifted to his beta form, and then literally lunged at me.

Okay I'm pretty good with my magic but I'm not strong enough to take on a werewolf by myself. It's a lot harder than you would think to concentrate and control your thoughts when you're being attacked.

So in the moment I panicked and he got on top of me. He wasn't shifting back though. He looked full on ready to kill me at any moment, so that means that I have to actually watch what I say for once, or this could literally be the end of my life.

"Isaac you need to calm down." I said as calmly as I possibly could. Maintaining an expression where it doesn't look like you're scared is a lot harder than one may think that it would be.

"And you need to leave this team. With you on it everyone will just end up dead!" He yelled and placed his hands on my throat and started squeezing as hard as he could. I could literally feel my breath slipping away. Isaac was actually trying to kill me. One of the only people left that I thought I could trust was trying to end my life. Just as I thought he was about to end me and my vision started to go spotty I felt his weight lift off of me. Instinctively my hands went to my throat as I desperately tried to catch my breath.

Okay he's actually kinda cool.

"Thanks Master G. I owe you one." I managed to rasp out as I managed to stand up and lean against the wall.

From where I was though, Isaac looked to he unconscious. He must've gotten blasted with something that knocked him out.

"He's right you know," They both turned to look at me confused," I'll just end up getting everyone killed. It's probably better that I'm not a part of this team. You did wrong having faith in me even if it was barely any. I'm sorry I wasted your time." After that I stood up and held my morpher out for him to take.

He just pushed it back towards my chest.

"It's only been a couple days, and you've only had one mission. Everyone messes up on their first mission. The only reason the others haven't yet is because you took that one. You're only going to improve Stiles, and yes you're putting the team in so much danger that I can't even believe I let you on this team, but you're an asset. We need you, and you need to follow Isaac's lead he is the leader for a reason I do promise you that." My jaw literally dropped at that.

At least he admitted that I was dangerous to everyone around me.

"Can I take Isaac home?" They nodded once realizing that I wasn't going to continue the conversation any further.

....

I did my best to sneak back in, but Erica caught me. At least it was Erica and not Lydia or Jackson. This way I don't have to explain why Isaac is unconscious and I'm literally dragging him up the stairs.

Well I mean I'd still have to explain it, just not in as much panic detail as I would've if it was Jackson or Lydia.

"So what happened. Did you two finally lash it out?" I motioned to the bruises on my neck and she gasped.

"Did Isaac do that to you?!" She whisper yelled, extra careful not to let anyone else in on the conversation.

I nodded and continued to drag Isaac's surprisingly heavy body up the stairs.

"I'll try to talk to him once he wakes up okay?"

"I don't think so. If he caused the hand marks on your neck then I want you to stay away from him unless you're with me, Allison, Liam, Jackson, or Lydia. Jackson and Lydia don't need to know where the argument started though okay?

I sighed as I realized that I wasn't going to win this argument and nodded. She wasn't going to let up.

Come on. It's hasn't even been longer than a week and this isn't getting any easier.

Please let this get easier.