I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free

[bigkanimaoncampus]

When; Jan 15, after dark
Rating; PG-13 at least (it will likely get violent and angry)
Characters; Jackson (bigkanimaoncampus), Peter (velveteenwolf), Allison (chasseuse), Derek (lupusalpha)
Summary; Jackson wasn’t prepared for the full moon. And as a result, the resident wolves and hunters need to step in to make sure he doesn’t hurt anyone.
Log;

As darkness fell across the city, Jackson felt restless. Not the sort of restless that left a person unable to sit still. Something more intense. Outside the apartment building where Lydia stayed, he paced in bare feet and stripped to the waist, his previously fountain soaked clothes still in Lydia’s care. With what she’d said, he no longer knew where they stood. Were they together? Did she even want him staying with her? Losing her to a move was one thing, but this?!

Hands flexed in and out of fists. He could feel it. Just under the surface. Just barely contained. That very thing he’d that gave him the power he’d longed for. Howling. Demanding to be let out, to be the answer to his frustrations.

He hadn’t lost control, yet. Not since the two days before, in his training with Derek, before he came to this city. He was better than this. He didn’t need her. He could do this himself. But the very thought of her brought a flood of blinding jealousy and regret. His grasp shifted and it came tearing toward the surface with such ferocity it made him double over.

This wasn’t just a typical loss of control. He hadn’t felt something like this since the full moon, less than a week ago for him.

Control it! he scolded himself. He was better than this. He was stronger than it.

The effort to contain it drove him to his knees, hands hitting the pavement. On reflex he reached for that which helped him most. Something that mattered to him far more than needing to be better. Memories of a girl. Of Lydia. Typically, it was a flood of all that made her important to him. Small things. Laying in bed with her. A shared laugh. At someone else’s misfortune or their own delight. Or much larger things, such as the painful but humanizing words she spoke after handing him a simple house key. But not this time. In their place there were only memories of her with Stiles, whether real or imagined.

Claws dug into pavement as he let out a ferocious, inhuman roar. The wolf flooded through him before he could stop it.

A sound. Something behind him. Or someone. He twisted around, ready to attack. But before he could locate the source, he caught a glimpse of the moon, just barely peeking out between the clouds.

Full.

He didn’t understand how or why. But the sight gave him a sudden rush of clarity. The tiniest edge of control. Get away! Get out!

He took off, away from the apartments. Running as fast as he could, remaining on two feet instead of all fours as others of his kind tended to do. He didn’t know the city. Where it started or ended, or what lay beyond its streets. Even if he had known the lay out, the roar anger and fear inside him detracted from any conscious ability to navigate.

He just ran.

Comments

[lupusalpha]

He knew that it was all going to go to shit. Jackson may have control, in theory, but he's also an asshole whose worst trait is letting fear get the better of him. He may not admit it, but Jackson is terrified of anyone and anything that could be even remotely stronger than he is. And there's a lot in this city that fits the bill.

The full moon means Derek is on patrol, in a way. Stiles is back at the cabin and Derek is walking through the woods when he hears the roar. Perfect. He takes a moment, rolls his eyes, and then starts moving forward, running in Jackson's direction. The teenager is an omega through and through.

[bigkanimaoncampus]

But it was worse than that. Not only did Jackson fear those stronger than he was, but he used anger to hide that fact. And it was that anger which drove him now.

Derek wouldn't have to search long. The alpha was one of Jackson's main sources of frustration. So in such a state, once Jackson became even remotely aware of the other's presence, he started seeking him out.

[lupusalpha]

He sees him first, watches him for a moment, then runs and grabs him by the back of the neck. It's not the most charming hold - Derek is stronger than Jackson because he's an alpha, and it's the kind of hold that makes people think of a mother wolf carrying a cub.

But then maybe Derek does think of Jackson as a cub.

"Where are you going?"

There's enough of a threat in his growl that it's clear he doesn't want a bullshit answer.

[bigkanimaoncampus]

Jackson struggled under Derek's grip, snarling and angry. There was no bullshit answer, not this time. Because there was no real answer at all.

Just fury. Mostly in the form of claws, with Derek's torso as a primary target.

[lupusalpha]

Derek's mouth flattens, annoyed, as Jackson's claws tear his shirt. He's infinitely less annoyed about the blood, because he heals right away - Jackson is no alpha, nothing to truly worry about. He's only one beta, and Derek's handled so much worse.

He opens his mouth and roars, his eyes flashing a brilliant red.

[bigkanimaoncampus]

He stopped, dead, hand still poised for another vicious slash. The aggression fell from his face, leaving behind the fear that drove it. All that he'd hid before, now plainly on the surface.

Only then was he able to find his grasp again, to pull himself back to something slightly more human. His face shifted back to normal, but his eyes remained blue.

Irritated that it had taken Derek's intervention to regain control, he tried to pull away. "Let go of me," he growled.

[lupusalpha]

He doesn't let go, not right away. He keeps his grip tight on the back of Jackson's neck.

"If you run, I'll catch you."

[bigkanimaoncampus]

He tugged at the grip, snarling. He had no intention of running, but this was just plain insulting.

"I'm not going to run. I just don't like your claws being anywhere my neck!"

He remembered the last time, all too well. Fire was still a common theme of his dreams because of it.