«Teen Wolf». Imagines & One Shots

Imagine that you were Tara Raeken's best friend. *** You couldn't believe that the circumstances revealed after so many years were exactly like this. Theo Raeken killed his sister. This cute baby that you nursed as a child killed his sister. Even though you were two years older than Tara, you have been best friends since childhood. You came to visit the Raekens as often as Tara came to you. Later, you also communicated well with the grown-up Theo and his best friends, Scott McCall and Stiles Stilinski. When Tara suddenly disappeared, you were very worried and constantly asked your parents when she would return. They didn't know, so they answered so as not to inspire you with false hope, and a few years later you moved from Beacon Hills to another city. After many years, you returned to your hometown. * My God, he was nine years old when he killed her… You looked through the glass of the sheriff's office at Theo sitting in the precinct cell and couldn't believe what you heard. He couldn't have killed Tara! Couldn't he?.. Couldn't... Damn you all!.. "Are you sure about this?" Stiles nodded vigorously, and Scott explained: "Lydia saw it. He couldn't fake it." Lydia… Of course, the Banshee knows someone else's death. "He pushed her into the icy water, and she froze to death there," Styles rammed. To say that you were terrified is to say nothing. Tara didn't deserve to die like that. She didn't deserve to die at all! * "Why did you put him in the camera?" you specified, entering the room. "Well, how? So that he doesn't run away!" Stiles said solemnly, and you quietly chuckled, thinking that no camera could hold him, a chimera (probably), but decided to keep these thoughts to yourself. "Y/N..." Theo looked up at you in disbelief and jumped up from the bench, approaching the bars, "it can't be! You're here!" he smiled. "Please explain to me why you killed Tara," you decided to get straight to the point without delaying the difficult moment. His smile faded. He looked at you with pain. "They said that she volunteered to give me the heart… I knew she loved me, so it didn't raise any questions... They said that she herself..." Theo suddenly began to cry, probably for the first time telling about how it really was. Lydia shook her head. "I don't think he's lying." "And "they" are?.." you turned to the friends standing behind you. They were more useful now than Theo crying. "The Dread Doctors. Three mad scientists obsessed with the success of crossing different species," Scott briefly explained to you. "And I'm a "failure"..." Theo muttered softly, lowering his head. "I... they'll kill me. Or they'll try to wait until I die of mercury myself." You turned back to Scott and Stiles. "But can you tell me more about mercury?" *** "What nonsense, my God?.." you're clutching your head. "Welcome to our life!" Stiles announced solemnly. "This has been our reality for five years now." You looked at your friend incredulously, then looked at Scott, who nodded, confirming his words. "What nonsense..." you grabbed your head again. "Is there any way to avoid this? Or slow down the action of mercury?" "We don't know," McCall shook his head. "Are you worried about him? After you found out he tried to kill Scott?" Stiles protested, waving his arms. You sighed heavily. "I've known him since the age when he couldn't even walk under the table," you showed the distance with your hand from the floor, sufficient only for a crawling baby. "I found out both of you," you pointed at Stilinski and McCall in turn, "later, when you started being friends with him." Stiles exhaled indignantly and took a deep breath, apparently preparing to break into a long tirade, but Scott put a hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him down. "I understand you, Y/N," Scott smiled good—naturedly, "but you also understand me. He tried to break up my pack and kill me with the hands of my beta, Liam. And then I wanted to take away his Alpha power so that I could become one myself and have my own pack. We," he and Stiles exchanged glances, "can no longer accept everything he says as the pure truth. Not after what he did." You nodded understandingly, trying to sort everything out in your head. "This does not mean that I will stop worrying about him," you looked into Scott's eyes, "especially since he has no one close to him here." You went to the cameras, but Stiles' voice caught up with you already at the door. "He had a sister here, but he killed her. Why don't you even assume that he will kill you if it becomes profitable for him?" You stopped for a moment and then pushed the door open without thinking.