Draconis Occidentalis

Draconis Occidentalis A glorified title really. It's what scientists say when they don't want to actually say the real word. Because it's too impossible.


5. Wolf Moon: Part 3

Chapter 3: Wolf Moon- Part 3

Maddie, Allison and Lydia were sitting at the bleachers. She had tried to get out of it. She really did. She made up every excuse she could come up with but Lydia grabbed her with those surprisingly strong manicured hands and dragged her onto the field. And now they were sitting here watching the players warm up. Scott and Jackson were the only ones not there and that didn't exactly make her jump in happiness. 

Finally the two of them walked out of the locker rooms, Scott with a disturbed frown and Jackson scowling at the back of his head. Maddie could literally smell the hatred radiating off of him. It was like a poisoned cloud. She frowned and jumped out of her seat, running up to Jackson. He looked at her, grinning as she approached him. "Hey, what's up?" He called. She stopped in front of him.

"What did you say?" She asked. He frowned.

"What are you talking about?" He asked, a bit to innocently. She crossed her arms.

"You know what I'm talking about. The tension between you and Scott could be cut by a knife. What did you say to him?" He just rolled his eyes and pushed his way past her, but she wouldn't have that. She grabbed his shoulder and he spun around to face her.

"Jackson... I've only known you for a couple weeks but, after Danny... I'm your best friend and I can tell when your lying. And as much as I love you... I hate that you have to be such an ass to people. You don't have to tell me what you said but, I'm asking... not as Scott's friend, but as yours... Just leave him alone." She said. She turned around and walked back to the bleachers, but not before she saw the hard look on his face soften. She sat in between Allison and Lydia and looked back at the team who were huddled together as Coach yelled at them.

"Okay, you know how this goes. If you don't make the cut... you're most likely sitting on the bench for the rest of the season. You make the cut... You play! Your parents are proud! Your girlfriend loves ya! Huh! Everything else is, uh... Cream Cheese. Now get out there and show me whatcha got! Come on!" All the players start to yell and they run out into the field.

In the first play, someone passed the ball to Scott and he started to run but Jackson came from the side and knocked him to the ground. Maddie and Allison both winced while Lydia just smirked at her boyfriend's success.

The second play, Scott and Jackson were to head to head for the ball. Scott swiftly grabbed it up in the head of his stick. He ran, spinning swiftly around someone, jumping up as someone dived for him, and as three players made a wall to try to stop him, he backflipped, landing gracefully on his feet. He made the shot and it flew past the goalie and into the net. Maddie, Lydia and Allison stood up and cheered for him. But that happiness was short lived because Coach called him over and he didn't seem happy. But seconds later, everyone heard him yell 'YOU MADE FIRST LINE!" The people in the bleachers stood and cheered for him. Everyone except for Maddie. Once she was able to escape the crowd she went searching for Scott... and Stiles. The full moon was that night and she needed to warn them. But they were nowhere in sight. She frowned and decided the best thing she could do was head home and get ready for Lydia's party. If anything... She'd see them there.


She made it to Lydia's house by nine. The party didn't start for another 15 minutes but Lydia had asked her to get there early. She needed help with the lighting. She knocked on the door and Jackson was the one to answer. He looked her up and down. "Well, you clean up nicely." He muttered. She was wearing a black an hot pink punk dress and hot pink pumps. She was wearing a black diamond necklace and her leather bracelet. In addition she wore a black, marble ring and a pair of black key and hear earrings. She scoffed and hit him in the stomach before setting down her small messenger bag. It was only big enough to contain a pair of black flats just in case she needed to do some running. She and Jackson helped Lydia set everything up and by 10:00 her house was packed with booze intoxicated teenagers. Allison and Scott showed up at around 10:15 and they seemed to be okay. So she left them alone, though she made sure to lurk where she can see them. She also was able to spot Stiles across the yard. She tried to convince herself that she wasn't being stalkerish but deep down she knew that if the boys had seen her they would have creeped out.

It had been a half hour and the moon was at it's peak. She looked up and then back at Allison and Scott. Except this time Scott wasn't there... Just a very confused and upset Allison. She ran up to her. "Where's Scott?" She asked her. Allison shrugged.

"I don't know. One second we're dancing and the next he's running off." She frowned, muttered a quiet 'see you later' and ran in the direction of Stiles. She caught him running towards his car.

"STILES!" She yelled. He turned to her.

"Right now isn't really a good time Maddie!" He yelled and went back to getting in his car.

"I can help." She said. He turned to her. "With Scott. I know he's turning and I think I might be able to help." He frowned and hesitated for a moment before gesturing to the passenger seat of his car. 

"Get in." She grinned and hopped into the car. As they sped off into the direction of the what she thought was Scott's house, Stiles started to ask her the questions she had known were going to come. "How do you know about Scott?"

"Because I'm like him." She said simply. Stiles frowned.

"A werewolf?" She shook her head.

"Not exactly." She said. He started to ask a question but she interrupted him by jumping out of the car. They were at Scott's. Stiles barged into the house and they made their way in but the were stopped by Scott's mom. Maddie sighed and waved Stiles off knowing that Scott's mom was going to want to know what was happening. He flew up the stairs and she turned to Scott's mom.

"Hi... Who are you?" She asked politely. Maddie smiled slightly.

"Hi, Mrs. McCall... I'm Maddie. I'm a friend of Scott and Stiles. Scott was feeling sick at the party and Stiles and I just came to see if he was okay." She said, smoothly. Suddenly Stiles bolted down the steps, grabbed Maddie's arm and pulled outside.

"What happened?" She asked after she pulled her arm free.

"Derek is the one who bit Scott and he just drove Allison home." She frowned.

"Are you sure? I asked Derek and he said it wasn't him."

"Scott is sure and I'd believe him before Derek. Now let's go." Maddie shakes her head.

"No. You check on Allison. I'll find Scott." She said, and without turning completely, she unfurled her wings and flew off of the ground, leaving Stiles gaping at her. She finally landed in the woods, tucked her wings back in and started to track Scott by scent but she wasn't able to focus on him. The scent was everywhere, which isn't abnormal since he would be freaking out but it made it hard to pinpoint the exact trail that he took. She searched for hours but the only thing She could be sure of was that he was still in the woods, Finally, she found him lying on the floor, unconscious. She bolted to him and shook him afraid of what could have happened. He didn't seem to be fatally hurt at all but he did have a wound in his arm which meant that he could have lost a lot of blood. 

He gasped and flew off the ground, looking around. "Scott! Scott calm down! Its over. The full moon is over." She said. She got him to calm down and the two of them stumbled out of the woods, Scott using her for support. They walked along the edge of the woods until they heard Stiles pull up next to them. Maddie helped Scott into the passenger seat and then jumped into the back. It was silent for a moment before Scott started to talk.

"You now what actually worries me the most?" He remarked.

"If you say Allison, I'm gonna punch you in the head." Stiles said, glancing at him.

"She probably hates me now." He said.

"I doubt that. But you might want to come up with a pretty amazing apology."

"You also might want to bring her something like flowers or chocolate. Or maybe jewelry. That always works." Maddie said from the back seat and Stiles nodded.

"Or you can tell her the truth and revel in the awesomeness of the fact that your a freaking werewolf." Stiles said. Scott gave him a look and he frowned.

"Okay, bad idea." He admitted. "Hey, we'll get through this. Come on, If I have to, I'll chain you up myself on full moon nights and feed you live mice. I had a Boa once. I could do it." The three of them laughed before Scott suddenly turned to Maddie in his seat.

"Wait a minute. How do you even know about all of this?" He asked. Stiles nodded.

"Yeah, I'd like to know that to because last time I saw you, you grew wings and flew away." Scott's eyes widened. Maddie chuckled nervously.

"I was wondering when you were going to ask that. Okay, the Roman's would call me Draconis. But you know me as... Dragon." Stiles let out a snort after a second.

"You actually want me to believe that you're a WereDragon?" He said.

"Your best friend is a WereWolf. His eyes turn into yellow glow sticks. He grows instant facial hair. Is it really that far fetched?" She asked. The goofy grin leaves his face.

"Can we see?" Scott asked suddenly. She nodded slowly.

"Sure. Pull over." Stiles did and I got out of the car with the boys. "Before I turn, I'm just going to tell you, I can actually become a full on Dragon if I wanted too. I can also turn halfway... Sort of like Scott. And if I really concentrate I can control my shift so that only parts of it happen... Like only my claws or teeth or wings." She looks at Scott. "Actually when your able to control you'll be able to do that last one as well." She then closed her eyes and transformed. When she opened them the boys are gaping. She quickly shifts back, giving a shy smile. She rarely ever shows anyone her true features. 

"Will we ever be able to see you as a full dragon?" Stiles asked. She shrugged.

"Maybe one day." She said and after that they rode in silence as Stiles dropped the two of them off at home. As soon as she made it to her room she collapsed on her bed and slept through the weekend.

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