AN: This is a request from Orionastro. I changed the original idea to fit my style a bit more, but I hope you enjoy!

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Scott stared at himself in the mirror. Last night Stiles had taken him out to the Reserve to find a dead body, but instead, Scott was attacked. He had split up from Stiles, and when he got home he found a large bite on his side. Now, Scott stared in the mirror at smooth skin. The bite was gone. Scott began to panic; he had to have been going crazy. In denial, Scott put down his shirt and left for school. He had no intentions of telling his best friend about what had happened, because nothing happened, so there was nothing to tell. Scott met up with Stiles in front of the school like he did every morning.

"Hey!" Stiles nodded at Scott and came over.

"Hey." Scott adjusted his backpack.

"Get in any trouble last night?"

Scott shook his head. "I ran home when your dad came. Mom was still at work, so I think I'm in the clear."

Stiles sighed. "Lucky, I think I'm grounded forever."

They headed through the double doors and towards class. That was when Scott began to notice something strange going on. The first thing he noticed was how much louder the clock seemed to be ticking. The sound was so distracting, he could not take his eyes off of it, but when he looked around the room to see if anyone else was as annoyed, no one seemed to notice. Once he brought his focus to the other people in the classroom, they all seemed to be doing something loud and annoying. Chewing gum, tapping a pencil shaking their foot; everything was standing out to Scott. Someone had to notice all the noise in the room, Scott looked at Stiles who was distracted by everything, but even he was not bothered by all the noise.

A phone began to ring, and the loud shrill forced Scott to cover his ears. As he listened, he realized the voice that took the call was coming from outside. He heard the new girl on her phone outside. He heard her walk with the principal down the hallway. He heard her heartbeat speed up when he gave her a pen. Allison, her name was Allison, and she was beautiful.

After class Scott noticed Allison at her locker, she smiled at him and he felt his heart race. He thought about going over there to talk, but before he could rise up the confidence, Lydia sucked her into her grasp. Scott sank against his locker a little as Stiles came over. He did not notice Scott's puppy dog gaze at the new girl.

"How is it the new girl has only been here ten minutes before she's in Lydia's clique?" Veronica rolled her eyes.

Scott barely paid attention as she and Stiles spoke, instead his ears were focused on what Allison and Lydia were talking about. Lydia was having a party, and Allison told her she could not go. Scott smiled at the obvious lie. It was not long before the day was over and lacrosse practice had begun. Coach had stuck him in the goal, which was not where he wanted to be. Scott had been practicing, so he wanted to try out for first line.

The first ball hit Scott square in the face, but then he began to focus. He could see the ball coming at him and Scott was able to catch it. He stared at the ball in his net in awe; it was as if the ball moved in slow motion. Scott threw it back and proceeded to catch every ball. Stiles cheered from the bench.

"Dude? What was that out there?" Stiles ran up to him in the locker room.

"I don't know, I guess all that practice paid off." Scott shrugged as he shut his locker.

Stiles let out a deep breath. "Yeah, apparently that practice turned you into an Olympic athlete. Dude that was amazing."

"I was just playing the game. I'm running late to work though, so I'll talk to later okay."

"Yeah, see ya later."

Scott was working late, about to close up the clinic when he heard pounding on the door. With the rain he could not see out the window, but when he opened the door he was shocked to find Allison standing in front of him. She was crying, and begun to blurt out about hitting a dog. Scott could barely concentrate on the dog, all he could think about was Allison.

When Allison left she drove down the road and stopped when she saw a familiar car. She pulled to the side of the road and got out.

"Everything go to plan?"

Allison nodded. "He trusts me now."

Kate smiled. "See, I told you it'd be easy."

Allison rubbed the cold out of her arm. "Yeah, but I still don't like that we hit that dog for this, I mean there has to be easier ways to get closer."

"Sure there are, but now he thinks of you as a weak girly girl, and we both know that's not true. He's gonna have no idea what's coming to him."

Allison nodded and got back in the car. She had to focus on their mission.

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Not much got past Stiles, and right now he noticed something was wrong with Scott. Actually it was the opposite of wrong. Stiles noticed his lack of asthma in the past couple of days, not to mention his sudden improvement in lacrosse. Scott had blown him off the day before when he asked about his new found skills, but today Stiles was determined to get an answer out of his best friend. Stiles was able to corner him in the bathroom, it was not the best place, but it was the only spot where he could actually block the door.

"Okay, what's going on with you?"

Scott took a step, but Stiles blocked him. "I don't know what you mean."

"You're suddenly the best lacrosse player on the team."

Scott rolled his eyes. "Not this again. Stiles, I told you I've been practicing."

Stiles stopped him from going again. "Okay, fine, what about your asthma?"

"What about it?" Scott was getting irritated.

"It's gone."

"No, it's not."

"When was the last time you used your inhaler?"

"I lost it in the woods the other night."

Stiles' mouth dropped. "So that means you're cured? Scott, why won't you tell me what's going on with you?"

"Because there isn't anything going on, now get out of my way." Scott shoved Stiles into the wall and left the bathroom.

Stiles was dumbstruck at how Scott had been acting. They were best friends, but Scott was beginning to treat him like garbage. Stiles did not see Scott for the rest of the day, but he knew he was planning on taking Allison to Lydia's party that night. No, Stiles had not been invited, but he decided he was going to go anyway to keep an eye on his best friend.

That night everything seemed fine. Stiles saw Scott with Allison, and they looked like they were having a good time. Stiles hoped if they got together, Scott would start treating him a little better. Stiles was enjoying the party himself when Scott came by holding his stomach. He looked like he was in pain.

"Whoa Scott, you okay?"

Scott said nothing, but pushed through the crowd and out the door. Stiles followed, but stopped when he saw Derek Hale catch Scott before he could get to his car. Derek checked Scott over and told him to go with him. Scott nodded and followed Derek away from the party. Stiles had no idea Scott even knew who Derek Hale was.

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"What's happening to me?" Scott was trying to keep control over whatever it was affecting him.

"You're shifting."

"What? What are you talking about?"

"I shouldn't have to spell it out for you, Scott. You were bit by a wolf, it's a full moon. What do you think is happening?"

Scott knew what Derek was saying was true, but he did not want to believe it. "This can't be real."

"It is, and now it's time for you to focus on something, something that keeps you human."

"Like what?"

Derek pulled over the car near the woods and punched Scott in the face. "Like pain."

"Ah! Why'd you do that?"

"Focus on the pain Scott, pain is a human thing."

"The pain is just making me angry and now I want to rip your face off!" Scott dived for Derek, but Derek pulled him out of the car through the driver's side.

He threw Scott on the ground and held him down. "Listen to me, you have to gain control."

"I can't!" Scott struggled to get Derek off of him.

Derek dug his claws into Scott's arms until he screamed.

"Why did you do this to me? You ruined my life!"

Derek gripped harder. "I didn't do this. The alpha is who turned you, and he's trying to make a pack. He's started recruiting and you were his first pick."

Scott was confused. There were more of them out there, and there was about to be a lot more to come. Scott was about to ask Derek who the alpha was when an arrow struck the ground next to him. Derek pulled him up.

"Hunters, we have to go."

Scott followed Derek as they ran, but before he made distance between the hunters he saw one of their faces. Scott wished everything that was happening was a dream. He kept running, but he never woke up.

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AN: The first chapter should be the only one that is this close to the show. I needed to establish the story a bit, so it will change from here. Thank you for reading!