"So you can basically teleport to wherever you want?" Allison whispers to me as we walk down the school hall, heading towards the library. I had told her about my recent 'ability' earlier this morning, but she was in too much of a rush to really listen.

A smile forms across my lips. "Yup. I think I can only do it to places I've been and can picture in my mind, but I'm not positive yet. I haven't gotten to experiment with it much."

I could tell that Allison was happy for me; she was glad that I found a way to make life on this side a little bit more fun. "That's really great, Corey. Just promise me you won't picture yourself somewhere in the Bahama's and leave me here in little old Beacon Hills with the problem of a Kanima."

I laugh, knowing though that I'd never do something like that. I'd never leave Allison. "I won't, I promise. Besides, I'm starting to kind of like all of the action here."

"It gets old fast," Allison says, sighing slightly as she turns and walks into the library. My eyes follow her own as she glances up at the security camera, then glancing over at Scott and Stiles before back at me. "I don't know how I'm supposed to explain to them about you-"

"Maybe I can find a way to show them," I say, ideas starting to run through my head. "Maybe I could pick up an object or move something-"

"Allison!" Stiles whispers furiously, causing me to stop my sentence short. Allison looks up at the two boys before walking around to the other side of the book shelf, pulling out her tablet that she was planning on showing the two of them. She couldn't exactly be caught hanging around Scott since Gerard was the principle now, along with the fact that he was a werewolf.

Allison hands Scott the tablet through the book shelf. "That's all that I could get Lydia to translate. And trust me, she was very confused."

"Yeah-what'd you tell her?" Scott says while scrolling down on the screen.

Allison chuckles softly. "I told her that we were apart of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures."

Scott laughs silently as Stiles stares at the two of them wide eyed. "I am apart of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures."

Allison's face goes numb as Scott buries his from his laughter. "Oh--um, great."

"Does this say how to find out who's controlling him?" Scott says, getting back onto topic. I imagine myself standing behind Scott before the next thing I know, I am. I wanted to get a better look at the tablet.

Allison shakes her head as she smiles slightly at me, since that was the first time she's seen me do that. "Not really. But Stiles was the right about the murderers."

Stiles fist bumps the air. "Yes!"

"The Kanima is a symbol of vengeance," Allison continues to say. "There's a story in there about the South American Priest, who uses the Kanima to execute the murderers in his village."

"Alright see? Maybe it's not all that bad," Stiles says as Scott continues to skim over the tablet. I glance over his shoulder and see a bunch of highlighted words, but I couldn't see all of it.

Allison grabs a book, acting as if she was doing something. "Until the bond grows strong enough to where he could kill anyone he wanted to."

"All bad, all very very bad," Stiles says quickly, his face seeming to grow more pale.

Allison nods her head. "Here's the thing, though. The Kanima is actually supposed to be a werewolf, but it can't be until-"

"Until is resolves that in it's past which manifests it," Scott finishes for her.

"Okay, if that means Jackson could use a few thousand hours of therapy, I could have already told you that," Stiles says while flailing his arms.

Allison looks up suddenly. "What if it has something to do with his parents? His real parents?"

"Does anybody know what actually happened to them?" Scott says while looking over at Stiles.

Stiles nods his head as he thinks. "Lydia might."

"What if she doesn't know anything?"

"Well, he doesn't have a restraining order against me, so I'll talk to him myself," Allison says while placing the book back into place.

I teleport back to Allison's side as I shake my head. "No, you can't go talk to him-"

"What if he hurts you? You can't do that," Scott says, worried for her.

I extend my arm. "Thank you, Scott."

"Just worry about you make-up exam," Allison says as Stiles nods. "I can protect myself."

Scott shakes his head. "If he does anything, scream, go running the other way. If he hurts you while I'm taking some stupid test-"

"I'll be fine, I promise," Allison says, nodding her head. She glances over at me as I cross my arms, continuing to shake my head. She smiles slightly before looking back at Scott. "I have a feeling that Jackson won't be hurting me anytime soon."

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"This is insane," I say as I follow after Allison, who was following after Jackson. "You're going to get yourself killed-"

Allison scoffs slightly, quiet enough for no one else to hear. "No I won't. I have you here."

My cheeks burn. "What am I supposed to do?"

"Everything will be fine, Corey," Allison says as she turns the corner, bumping into someone. I step back and narrow my eyes when I see that it's Matt; that weird stalker kid I had met a couple of days ago. I haven't really seen him around much lately now that I think about it.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Allison says bashfully, brushing the hair behind her ears.

Matt laughs casually. "It's alright. It's my fault-"

"No, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going. It's my fault," Allison says again, talking fast as if she wanted to get this conversation over with. She glances over at me briefly and flicks her eyes towards where Jackson went, asking me to go follow after him. I do as I'm told as I walk through the locker room door, scanning the room for him.

I furrow my eyebrows when I hear the shower running, which wasn't really weird, but what was weird was that Allison would be coming in here in a few minutes, more than likely to see him butt naked. Not only did I not want that to happen, but I highly doubt she wanted that to happen either. I better warn her before she walks in too far.

Just as I think that, the door opens behind me, Allison walking inside. She must have gotten rid of Matt, but she walked inside and looked at me before yelling. "Jackson?"

"Um Allison-" I say to her as I walk up behind her. "I think he's in the shower-"

Allison pauses after I say that, causing her to close her eyes and sigh. "Why now..."

I started to say something before my eyes flick up, noticing that the water was now turned off. When I look up, I'm greeted with no one other than a naked Jackson, who was supposed to stay in the shower. I grow angry when I see Allison look at him, causing her to turn around instantly. Jackson just smirks as he walks forwards, grabbing a towel before wrapping it around himself.

"I swear I'm gonna-"

"Why didn't you warn me?" Allison groans as she stares at the floor, shaking her head.

Jackson continues to smirk. "You're the one who walked into the boys' locker room."

"I-oh..."

"Did you come to talk about something?" he says as he walks closer to Allison, causing my fingers to begin to twitch. Every step he took caused me to grow angrier.

Allison squeezes her eyes shut. "We can talk later."

I'm surprised when Jackson suddenly jumps forwards, wrapping her arm around the front of Allison so that she couldn't get around him. He pins her in between the wall as she stares at him with wide eyes, confused and scared as to what was happening. I stated to go at him, but Allison gives me a look to hold off.

"Or we can do this now," Jackson says, sounding as cocky as ever.

Allison tries to walk around him, but he steps to the side. "I have to get to class-"

"No you don't. You have straight A's, Allison. I'm sure you can skip one class," Jackson says as his face gets closer to her own, causing my fist to clench at my side. He was about to cross the line. "Are you okay? Your heart's beating like crazy? I thought you wanted to talk?"

Allison's breathing becomes rapid as she finally gets around Jackson, backing up away from him. She stumbles on a weight on the floor as Jackson follows close behind her, but I was about to step in and end this. "I change my mind-"

"You sure? Cause you look a little stressed," Jackson says while raising his eyebrows. "And I think I might have an idea why."

Allison chokes up. "Wh-Why is that?"

"You're not telling Scott and Stiles everything, are you?" he says, causing my eyes to narrow. "You're keeping secrets from them."

I was done listening to him. I focus on my trigger as I throw my fist across his face, making contact. Jackson's head goes flying to the side as Allison gasps, surprised that I actually did that. I grit my teeth as Jackson looks up at Allison, narrowing his eyes. "How did you do that?"

"Want me to do it again?" Allison says, a smirk now forming on her face. She gives me another look, telling me to punch him again, but she didn't have to tell me twice. I'd gladly hurt this guy for any reason.

A small smile forms on my face as I aim this time for his gut, hitting him harder than before. He doubles over as he wraps his arms around his torso, groaning in pain. I could tell though that it wasn't going to last for long, since he was a Kanima after all, and I was only a dead person. It wasn't like I could do much.

Jackson acts suddenly as he presses Allison up against the wall, her smile completely disappearing. Jackson's claws extend as they press up against her neck, running down it smoothly, not cutting or scratching her. I debated whether or not to punch him again, but if I did, then that would jerk his hand, and then he could really hurt Allison then.

I panicked as I stood there, unsure of what to do. I didn't stand there long however, because shortly then, Allison gained enough bravery to grab Jackson's hand, turning and throwing him to the ground. The two of them go toppling to the floor as Jackson's eyes grow wide, suddenly starting to scramble off of her as well.

"Allison?" he says as the locker room door opens, revealing Scott. "What are you doing in here?"

Scott's face literally turns red as he runs forwards and throws Jackson into the lockers, causing them to tumble down. Jackson looks up at Scott with steam blowing out of his ears, a look of pure rage on his face. "I have a restraining order!"

"Trust me, I restrained myself," Scott snaps at Jackson before he's running at Scott, the two of them beginning to fight. I don't pay much attention to them as I run over to Allison's side, grabbing her hands and helping her stand. Her eyes are wide as she watches the two of them fight, but I tried to keep her focused on me.

"You need to get out of here," I say to her, staring her right in the eyes. I hear something break behind me, but I didn't turn to look. "Come on."

Allison hesitates, since she wanted to see what was going to happen between the two of them, but she lets me help her get out of the locker room. I lead her outside, where we see Erica and Stiles standing there. They were having a conversation before Stiles looked over at Allison, a confused look on his face.

"Allison?" he says. "What's going on?"

Allison doesn't get the chance to answer him as two figures come slamming through the door, landing on the ground and still throwing punches. Erica and Stiles scramble to the two of them as Erica holds Jackson back, Stiles holding his best friend back. The two of them try to get to one another, but Erica and Stiles do a good job holding them back.

"What the hell is going on!" I hear Mr. Harris yell, marching towards the group. I bite my knuckles, knowing that this wasn't going to end well at all. "That's enough!"

Stiles and Erica finally let the two boys go as they calm down, sending one another scowls of hate. Allison stays mute as she stands against the wall, unsure of what to say or what to do. How do you explain something like that?

"Scott? Jackson? Care to explain yourselves?" Mr. Harris says while glaring at all of them. "Both of you have detention--actually, all of you, detention; 3 o'clock. Be there."

Mr. Harris growls under his breath before turning and walking away, leaving the rest of us standing here in the hall with water at our feet. Allison looks over at me and gives me an angry yet upset look, but I just raised my shoulders and sighed.

"I told you this wasn't a good idea."

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Gah I'm only on episode 7 of this season, and I don't understand how. I thought I was a lot farther tbh. But yeah, hopefully some more major stuff will be going down here shortly, so prepare yourselves. I'm planning on making the ending good! *wiggles eyebrows*