I slowly and timidly lift my head up from its previous place under the sheets. I sigh in relief."Thank god they're gone". Now with more confidence i exit the sheets and stroll to the doorway, grabbing a pair of shoes on my way there. Before I can slip them on, a  massive shake interrupts me. 'Relax, it was probably just an earthquake or something' i tell myself. Once again the ground shakes, but this time with much greater force. "Oh my-".

I don't even get to finish my sentence as it was cut short my the ear deafening screaming and shouting. "Author" They chant tauntingly, "Come out, come out wherever you are". My adrenaline spikes, going zero to a hundred real quick. My feet take off running, and the shoes i once held were thrown carelessly to the floor.

I run faster than I ever have in my life, but somehow they still manage to catch up to me. "Turn around" they say. Slowly, I turn, praying they would go away. "Did you really think you could get away without updating". 

"Well-

"Silence, no excuses". With a parting of their arms, the ground starts to shake, soon my own legs can't even withstand the shake. I fall to the ground with a thud. I feel as if my eyes have betrayed me, as I am witnessing the ground parting. Soon al I can see is red. Crimson red, with almost silent cries calling to me from the pit."Don't come" cries the voice. "They will kill you".

"Mercy" I cry to the readers. However, my cries meant nothing to them. I am thrown into the pit, where the fire burns away at my caramel skin.This goes on for hours, but alas I am not put out of my misery. I guess this is what I get for not updating.

Chapter 18

Genim was conflicted. He didn't know what to do with Allison. He knew he could never return her back to Scott, but he didn't want to be stuck with her either. What would he even do with her anyway.She was fragile right now. She even refused to talk to him. Just stayed locked up in her room all day. Despite her nuisance like behavior  Genim saw the fire in her eyes. She was a fighter and he knew it. She could be valuable, but he just had to get her to become valuable. 

That's how they ended up here in the basement, in Genim's training room.

Allison's lips parted when she saw all the weapon's Stiles owned. She slowly trailed her hand over all the guns. Whipping her head back she saw Stiles's usual emotionless face. "Where'd you get all these weapon's" she asked. Stiles raise a brow to say really?

The silence in the room got awkwarder by the second. 

Allison bounced on her heels with anxiety.

" why am I still here" Allison finally asked, but she did it with caution, not sure of how the temperamental vampire would react.

Stiles lips tugged upwards. " You have potential. I want you  to become my weapon".

Allison's eyes bulged out of her head. "Excuse me" She scoffed."You do know that I'm a human being, not one of your objects".

Stiles gave a breathy laugh. "Just think about it, It could give you so many opportunities " he said.

Allison still looked unconvinced, which was understandable. Unfortunately Genim had never been a patient person.

The room slipped back into an uncomfortable silence. In that time Allison thought about what Stiles or Genim had said. She was tired of being used and abused by Scott. It might be crazy, but she was thinking of saying yes.

"So..." Genim asked dryly.

Allison crossed her arms and slowly let a smile fall onto her lips."Okay"

Preview to next chapter: Allison and Stiles embark on a journey that will take them out of Beacon Hills and into charted territory: New Orleans.