Becoming The Vixen (Teen Wolf)

2 - Kate

        This was the absolute worst plan we have ever had. We didn't find Derek, they took Lydia, we're locked in some old washroom, and we have no way out. I wander around the large room, grimacing at the amount of dirt buried in the broken sink's cracks. This place is disgusting. My reflection in the mirror looks as if my face is caked in dirt. My hair is hanging down loose around my shoulders. If only I had a hair tie. 

        They can't keep us here forever. I really don't want to die here. We came all this way for Derek and he's not even here. Where the heck could he be? We were supposed to have training today. 

        "He's awake. Guys, he's awake." Kira calls out. 

        I look over my shoulder to see Scott waking up from where he has been unconscious on the floor. Everyone else has already woken up. We were just waiting for him to wake up already. Stiles runs over to his best friend. I push away from the sinks to join everyone else in hovering above Scott. 

        "Scott, you okay?" Stiles crouches down to his friend's aid. 

        "Yeah." Scott pushes himself up with one arm. 

        Stiles, Kira, and I help Scott sit up better.

        "They don't have him. They don't have Derek." Scott says, panicky. 

         Kira keeps a hand on Scott's shoulder. "We know, but, right now, they've got Lydia."

        "Lydia?" Scott worriedly looks from Stiles to me. "What do they want with Lydia?"

        I stand back up, crossing my arms over my chest. "We don't know."

        Scott grabs on to Stiles' shoulder to bring himself to his feet. Stiles loops an arm around Scott. I stand back by Kira. Scott walks towards the rustic, metal door that is keeping us locked in here. His fingers run along the door. Scott examines the door for any way to break us out of here. I lean back against a pillar, knowing he is going to come up short. This place is way too secure for us to escape. Grabbing part of the door, Scott attempts to pull the door off of its hinges. 

        Kira steps towards Scott, her hands resting on her hips. "We already looked for a way out. I think a lot of people have." 

        Indents in the walls from fingers being clawed at it shows clear evidence that we aren't the first one to be trapped here. Scott finds the claw marks and runs his fingers over them. 

        "I say when that door opens again, we take out whoever's standing in the way and run for it." Malia offers her opinion.

        I shift my gaze over to her on the pillar opposite of mine. "What about Lydia?"

        "What about her?" Malia asks, geniunely looking like she has no idea why we wouldn't leave without her.

         Scott marches forward. "We're not leaving without her."

        "Why not?"

        I give her an are-you-serious look. I get that she used to be a wild animal, but I thought Stiles was teaching her good morals. How could she leave someone behind? I raise an eyebrow at Stiles. 

        Stiles scratches his head and moves over to her. "'Cause we don't leave without people, rememeber? We talked about this. Rules of the wild kingdom don't apply to friends."

        Malia sighs, hanging her head, like a little kid that knows it did wrong. She still has a lot to learn.

        "Is that what you would do as a coyote, leave her for dead?" I ask Malia with a half raised eyebrow.