The three start running, nearly stumbing over each other as the alpha bounds from one level of the roof to the next, landing and leaping in the same instant as Violet, Scott and Stiles race ahead. behind them glass explodes into the hallway, the Alpha crashing back into the school. Scott grabs Stiles, pulling him to the adjacent stairwell.

SCOTT: Down, down!
They race into the lower level of the school, running for safety. They back into the basement of the school, slipping around corners. Florescent lights flicker above them with an electric crackling.
VIOLET: We have to do something.
SCOTT: Like what?
STILES: Kill it. Hurt it. Inflict mental anguish on it. Something.

Stiles glances at the doors with mesh cage windows in them, old and dirty lockers lying open inside. Trying to think fast, eyes darting as a door slams open behind them. The three of them pull back into the darkness. Holding still, they hear a strange clicking on the floor, claws tapping against the tile. Stiles's eyes move from the thin corridor to where several old administrative desk lie stacked against the wall. Scott and Violet catch his look, seeing an idea come to fruition. Stiles slowly very slowly moves his hand into his coat pocket to pull out his car keys.

He brings them up. They jangle softly, causing both boys and girl to flinch. Scott glares at Stiles, eyes nearly coming out of his head while Violet rolls her eyes. Especially when his friend rears back and throws the keys. They land right in one of the cage rooms, clattering against the wall. Something blurs past, a massive shape in the darkness, soaring in after the keys. Without hesitating, Stiles jumps out of the shadows and slams the door shut behind it.

STILES: guys the desk, the desk

With barely a second to comprehend the plan, Scott and Violet rush to one of the steel desks and ram it against the closed door. Stiles slips out of the way as the door jerks foward hitting the side of the desk. The Alpha roars from inside the cage room, slamming into the door. But the desk wedges between it and the opposite wall. Violet, Scott and Stiles turn to each other in a moment of pure triumph. The Alpha can't get out. They trapped it.

Many cheer for them while Lily is thankful that her daughter is safe...for now

Stiles, Violet and Scott stand on opposite sides of the desk now wedged between the cage door and the wall. Stiles slowly motions with his hand for Scott and Violet to climb over. But they look too scared to move. A breath comes from inside the cage room. The three turn back. They can't see it in the darkness, but the Alpha is there, trapped inside. With a far more emphatic look, Stiles twists his head at Scott and Violet, trying to get them to climb over the desk to him. Finally, Scott moves first, awkwardly sliding over the desk as the Alpha's hand slams up against the mesh wire window of the door sending Violet, Stiles and Scott flinching back. They stare at the massive hand, clawed fingers like talons fitting through the openings. It slowly pulls back, disappearing again into the shadows. Incredibly, Stiles starts toward the cage room.

SCOTT: (a harsh whisper) What are you doing

STILES I want to get a look.
VIOLET: Are you crazy?
STILES: It's trapped. It can't get out.
The cage rattles as if in response.

STILES: That's right. We got you.
SCOTT: Shut up.
STILES No. I'm not scared of this thing.I'm not scared of you. Because you're not going any--
Suddenly the Alpha leaps up, shooting right back into the ceeling. the panels burst away, crashing and clattering to the floor. Violet, Scott and Stiles gaze up in horror as the ceiling panels above them shake, bending and popping up under the weight of the creature. No longer trapped at all. They turn to watch the panels rumble and shake above as the Alpha makes its retreat.

Still in the basement, Scott turns to Stiles and Violet.
SCOTT: Do you hear that?
STILES: Hear what?
VIOLET: A phone ringing.
they loom at her in confusion
STILES: you acn hear it?
VIOLET: yeah loud and clear
they where inturrupted by Scott as realization dawns on him.
STILES: What?
SCOTT: I know that ring. It's Allison's phone... 

Remus does't miss the fact that Violet can suddenly hear the phone.

Violet, Scott and Stiles see Allison push through a door and into the first floor lobby where they told her to meet them, they then proceed to run towards her.
SCOTT: What are you doing? Why'd you come here?
ALLISON: Because you asked me to.
SCOTT: I asked you to?
She shows him her cell phone and the message on it Meet me at the school - Scott. Allison notes their reactions.
ALLISON: Why do I get the feeling you didn't send that message?
SCOTT: Because I didn't.
VIOLET: The same thing happened to me
STILES: Did you drive here?
ALLISON: Jackson did.
SCOTT: Jackson's here too?
ALLISON: And Lydia.
VIOLET: Wait Lydia?
ALLISON:What's going on? Who sent this text-
Allison's PHONE RINGS again. She picks up.
ALLISON: Where are you?
Jackson and Lydia hurry around the corner.
LYDIA: Finally. Can we go now?
VIOLET: oh god

But before any of them can speak they hear an odd rumbling above them.
SCOTT: Run.
He spins, pushing them forward as something bursts out of the ceeling pannels behind them.The doors to the cafeteria slam open, five frightened teenagers rushing in.
STILES: Scott, wait--not here--not here.
But he isn't listening. Swinging the doors closed, Scott spins back to search for a way to barricade them in.
SCOTT: The vending machine. Help me push it in front of the doors.
ALLISON: What was that? Scott, what was that?
LYDIA: What happened to the ceiling?
He doesn't answer, concentrating his efforts on shoving one of the vending machines forward.
SCOTT: Just help me!
Violet, Jackson and Allison get behind it as well, sliding it against the doors. Scott's panic seems to infect them all, heightening the fear among the group.
SCOTT: Chairs. Stack the chairs
STILES: Guys, hold on.
Even a frightened Lydia helps, pushing chairs forward, moving as fast as she can.
STILES: Guys, wait a second. Hello.

Jackson and Allison grab chairs, stacking them, everyone rushing to blockade the doors. Everyone except for Stiles.
STILES: Okay, nice work. Beautiful job, everyone. Now what do you think we should do about the twenty foot wall of windows!
Stiles shakes his hands at the field of glass to his right. Scott and the others look up. Good point. ]

"Ravenclaw" Ginny whispers to Hermione who nods in agreement

ALLISON: Can someone please explain what's going on? I'm freaking out here and I'd at least like to know why.
Scott doesn't respond. Doesn't even look at her.
VIOLET: Someone killed the janitor.
LYDIA: What?
STILES: The janitor's dead.
Allison turns towards Scott desperate to know answers
ALLISON: What's he talking about? Is this a joke?
But Scott shakes his head.
JACKSON:Who killed him?

LYDIA No, no, no. This was supposed to be over. The mountain lion--
JACKSON Don't you get it? That wasn't a mountain lion
he harshly snaps at her while Violet puts a protextive hand on Lydia's shoulder
VIOLET: Hey back off her alright

"protective sister mode" Sirius says

ALLISON: Who is it? What does he want?
Stiles looks to Scott for help. But his friend almost seems to be shutting down. Just shaking his head, no idea what to say while Allison and the others become more panicked.
ALLISON: What's happening? Scott?
SCOTT: I don't know--it's just--if we go out there, he's going to kill us.
LYDIA: Us? Kill us?
Lydia looks at her sister for comfort while Allison turns to Stiles, pressing him.
ALLISON: Who? Who is it?

SCOTT: Derek. It's Derek Hale.

"WHAT!!" many shout in protest

All eyes turn back to him in shock. Especially Stiles and Violet. Scott looks almost surprised at saying it himself.
JACKSON: Derek killed the janitor?
ALLISON: You're sure?
SCOTT: (nodding) I saw him.
LYDIA: The mountain lion
SCOTT: (shaking his head) No. Derek killed them. 
ALLISON: All of them?
SCOTT: Starting with his own sister.
ALLISON: And the bus driver?
SCOTT: And then the guy in the video store. It's been Derek the whole time. He's in here with us. And if we don't get out... he's going to kill us too.

Jackson turns back to Stiles.
JACKSON: Call the cops.
STILES: No.
JACKSON: What do you mean no?
STILES:: I mean no. Want to hear it in Spanish? No. Derek killed three people. We don't know what he's armed with.
JACKSON: Your Dad is armed with an entire Sheriff's Department. Call him.
LYDIA: I'm calling.
Lydia puts her phone to her ear.
STILES: Hold on--Lydia, just wait--
He starts forward, but Jackson shoves him back.
LYDIA: (into her phone) Yes, we're at Beacon Hills High School. We're trapped in here and we need you to...
Lydia pauses. The others watch her expression change to one of surprise. She slowly pulls the phone away from her ear.
LYDIA: She hung up on me.

"the police hung up on her?" James says

VIOLET: The police hung up on you?

James smiles at this

LYDIA: She said they got a tip warning them there would be prank calls about a break in at the high school. She said if I called again they would trace it and have me arrested.
ALLISON: Then call again.
STILES: They won't trace a cell phone. They'll send a car to your house before they send someone here.
ALLISON: (dumbfounded) What the... What is this? Why does Derek want to kill us? Why's he killing anyone?
They all look to Scott for the answer.
SCOTT: Why are you looking at me?
LYDIA: Is he the one who sent her the text?
SCOTT: No--I mean, I don't know.
ALLISON: Is he the one who called the police?
SCOTT: I don't know.
He snaps at her, causing Allison to flinch noticeably. Behind her, Violet grabs her hand as comfort but Jackson can't help but smile just a little bit. Stiles gets in between them to pull Scott aside.
STILES: Okay, everybody just ease back on the throttle, all right?

Stiles and Violet take Scott over to the kitchen area of the cafeteria to talk to him privately.
STILES: (under his breath) First off. Throwing Derek under the bus? Nicely done.
SCOTT: I didn't know what to say. I had to say something. And if he's dead, it doesn't matter. Except if he's not... (falling apart) Oh God, I totally bit her head off.

STILES: And she'll totally get over it. Bigger things to deal with. Like getting out of here alive.
SCOTT: But we are alive. And it could have already killed us. It's like it's cornering us.
STILES: What? Like it wants to eat us all at the same time?
SCOTT: No. Derek said it wants revenge.
VIOLET: Against who?
SCOTT: I don't know. Allison's family?
STILES: Maybe that's what the text was about. (off his look) Someone had to send it.
VIOLET: Then why did he send one to me?
STILES: I'm not sure but i promise we'll figure it out.
SCOTT: So while loping through the woods he stops to take out his Blackberry?
STILES: Hey, hey, hey. I'm the sarcastic one in this friendship.
JACKSON: (calling out) Okay, assheads. New plan. Stiles calls his useless dad and tells him to send someone with a gun and decent aim. We good with that?

No one speaks up to disagree.
SCOTT: (to Stiles) He's right. Tell him the truth if you have to. Just call him.
STILES: I'm not watching my dad get eaten alive.
Jackson steps past the others, charging toward Stiles.
JACKSON: That's it. Give me your phone.
He spins Stiles around, grabbing for the phone in his pocket. But in a moment of pure instinct, Stiles reels back and CLOCKS Jackson, sending him sprawling to the floor. Violet gasps in shok and covers her mouth to hide a laugh. Strangely, Lydia isn't the one running to help him up. It's Allison.
ALLISON: Are you okay? Jackson?
While he's turned around, she can't see the look on his face. And despite being punched, he's smiling, silently pleased by the turn of events. He slowly gazes back, feigning shock and hurt. Seeing Allison covering her territory, Lydia seems to snap back to life and hurries over to help. Cradling his shaking hand, Stiles looks to Scott who is just as surprised. Then, he turns to Violet who has a frown on her face watching Allison and Jackson's interaction but decides not to comment on it with the hand not trembling in pain, Stiles reaches into his pocket and fishes out his cell phone. As the others watch, he dials.

"oh shit he knows" Ginny says

"language Ginny" Molly, Fred and George say at the same time. While Molly's expression is stern the twins have mocking smiles on their faces which causes Ginny to roll her eyes.

STILES: Dad? Hey, it's me... and it's your voicemail. Um... I need you to call me back. Like now. Like right now--
he gets cut off by something slamming againt the door. Lydia screams, Allison and Violet retreating to her side.

STILES: (talking quickly) We're at the school--Dad--we're at the school--
WHAM! A stack of chairs tumble down as the barricade against the doors begins to fall. Stiles lowers the phone, backing away with the others. Something hammers at the doors. smashing at them, pounding, desperately trying to break through. The vending machine slides foward. A chair whips past Allison and Violet as if thrown like a projectile. They scream, hands coming up.
LYDIA: Oh God, oh my God--
the hinges at the top of the doors begin coming out of the wall, metal seeming to bend and collapse inward.
STILES: The kitchen. The door out of the kitchen leads to the stairwell.
SCOTT: Which only goes up.
STILES: Up is better than here.
Another boom and the decision is made. They run for the kitchen. The door slams open. Scott and the others spill out into the second floor hallway. They try doors. All locked. Until Lydia finds an open one and they hurtle into a Chemistry room, quickly and quietly shutting the door. Scott grabs the teacher's chair and fits it under the knob as they hear the stairwell door sams open. Everyone backs away to the wall where they can't be seen at the window of the door, each holding their breath.

Violet starts to get hot and dizzy as her, Jackson, Lydia, Allison, Scott and Stiles, all press to the wall in terror. Closest to the door, Scott slowly leans out from the wall. Stiles grabs at him, trying to get him to pull back. But Scott cocks his head, listening... He hears the click of claws against the tile floor. The creature coming closer and closer. The door rattles from the weight of its approach. Lydia covers her mouth with her hands, trying not to shriek as a breath steams the window at the door. And then... It moves on, the sound of its lumbering body dissipating. After a moment, the kids breathe. But no one moves. Eyes still on the window of the door, Scott whispers
SCOTT: Jackson, how many people can fit in your car?
JACKSON: Five if somebody squeezes onto someone's lap.
ALLISON: Five? I barely fit into the back.
Violet reaches out to grab Allison's hand as her vision gets blury which causes Allison to look at her in concern.
STILES: It doesn't matter. There's no getting out without drawing attention.
SCOTT: What about this?
Scott's eyes to the STEEL DOOR past the teacher's desk.
SCOTT: It leads to the roof. We could go down the fire escape to the parking lot in seconds.
STILES: (pointing to the door) But that's a dead bolt.
SCOTT: The Janitor has a key.
STILES: You mean his body has it.

SCOTT: I can get it. (a whisper to Stiles) I can find him by scent. By blood.
STILES: Gee, that's an incredibly terrible idea. What else you got?
SCOTT: (to the others) I'm getting the key.
ALLISON: Are you serious?
SCOTT: It's the best plan. Someone has to get the key if we want to get out of here.
ALLISON: You can't go out there unarmed.
Scott grabs the teacher's pointer from the chalkboard, gripping it like a baseball bat. Then notices their looks.
SCOTT: It's better than nothing.

Just as he finishes his sentence Violet goes to hit the floor. Feeling a sudden weight on her Allison turns around just in time to catch the girl as Lydia then helps lay her down gently on the floor.

"oh no" LIly gasps worriedly including Harry and James and other people in the hall

ALLISON: Omg, is she ok?
Lydia checks her sisters pulse and signs in relief
LYDIA: She's breathing fine maybe it was just from shock
Allison nods and strokes a piece of hair behind the girls ear as everyone else especially Stiles watches worriedly. Allison was about to say something else but gets cut off by a slam of the door, she turns around to see that Scott has left, but only signs and turns back to Violet, more worried for her at the moment. Lydia looks between the two and smiles.

Ginny giggles almost maniacally which causes many odd looks casted her way.

Violet wakes up to the feeling of someone holding her hand. Her eyes flutter open too ses Allison sitting besides her as she realises she slaying in a hospital bed. Allison notices she's awake and smiles rubbing her nuckles with her thumb.
ALLISON: Hey
It's just then that Violet notices her puffy eyes which makes her think that she's been crying.
VIOLET: Hey what wrong?
ALLISON: Oh, I umm broke up with Scott
Violet's eyes widen as she starts to smile but then notices that this might not be the right time, luckuly Allison doesnt notice her unusual happy reaction.

Many laugh at her reaction while Sirius turns towards James

"she gets that from you prongs" he says

"gets what?" James askes confused but still a happy smile on her face

"the ability to not be able to talk to girls" this causes James's smile to drop as he sends a glare towards his best firend while many laugh

"well it is true" Lily says which causes James to gasp dramiatically

Violet doesn't ask why just opens up her blankes and gestures for Allison to join her which she does. As soon as Allisons head hits Violets shoulder she starts crying which causes Violet to gently stroke her hair.
VIOLET: Shh its gonna be ok.
The screen then slowly zooms out and as the girls are still in the same position. The camera cuts to Stiles who is standing outside the room watching them with a sad but understanding smile as he turns to walk away.

Many feel sorry for the boy but happy that he understands what's going on between the 2 girls.

A/N
sorry this took so long this episode was just so boring to write and I had no motivation.

anyway....

my new Marlene Mckinnon story is out if you guys wanna check it out it's called "liars" and a new chapter will be coming soon <33