The Sheriff had been shot three days ago. Scott and Derek had found him covered with his blood all over his face and clothes. They knew who were responsible too. It had been the Alpha Pack that had been wanting Scott and Derek to be a part of their murderous group.
Of course, Scott and Derek declined. They had come too far with their own horrible situations to go back to the dark side. Even despite the warnings they were given about hurting each and every one of the pack members in more ways than one.
So that was how everyone in the pack ended up in a buddy system. Scott with Allison, Lydia with Isaac, Boyd with Erica, and Derek with Peter. The problem was that they somehow had forgotten about Stiles. You know, the only freaking human of the pack. The most vulnerable one ever since he got possessed by Nogitsune and also just learning how to use the Spark he had inside him. The one who held the entire pack together when the Alpha Pack had kidnapped Erica and Boyd in the beginning. The one who was able to figure it out before it was too late.
But even then the brightest of the pack never saw it coming.
Scott McCall stood up from the place he had fallen. He couldn't exactly understand what was going on right now. All he knew what that his best friend had started attacked him and just before Stiles could fully finish his job, somebody had intervened.
"Deaton?" Scott asked in shock. The vet had been missing a couple of days. No one was sure where he went and they were almost certain that he wasn't going to come back, but there he stood.
In the middle of the animal clinic, wearing a grim expression.
From the other side of the animal stood Allison Argent, who too had suffered an attack from Stiles. She was in awe upon seeing the one who rescued them, "Deaton." She said with relief.
However, Deaton didn't respond to any of them because he was focusing on the task at hand, "Uh oh." Another person said in a very sarcastic manner as he also sat up from the ground, "Daddy's home. I'm in wicked trouble now."
From a pile of debris laid Stiles Stilinski with a bloody nose. He had been hit by the magic Deaton had sent his way to stop him from hurting Scott any farther.
Stiles had looked the same as he did before during the possession of the Nogitsune. Only it didn't look like he was dying. He was just getting powerful.
"You have no idea," Deaton told him lightly, "You have to stop what you're doing."
Stiles gave him a fake smile, "Sorry, can't do that." At the statement Deaton gets closer to Stiles, "I'm not finished yet."
Stiles started to get up, but everyone could clearly see he hadn't fully recovered from the surprise attack, "Neither am I." Deaton shared plainly, "Stay down."
With just a simple gesture of his hand, Deaton caused Stiles to fall back down onto the floor.
"How did you did that?" Allison asked Deaton softly.
But just like before Deaton doesn't give her an answer as he continued to focus on Stiles.
Stiles released a small laugh at the gesture Deaton had pulled on him, "That's borrowed power." Stiles said knowingly, "No way it's going to save you-"
"I'm here to save you." Deaton informed him.
Stiles rolled his eyes at the declaration, "Thanks, but no thanks," Stiles rejected in a tone, "I can kill a bunch of werewolves by myself." Deaton continued to get closer as Stiles continued rambling on, "But if you want to join my hit list you're more than welcomed to. After all, you only seem to intervene when things only pertain to you."
"Right now," Deaton stated unmoved by the words, "You concern me, Stiles. If you keep this up you will wind up dead."'
"Listen to him Stiles," Scott pleaded, "I don't want to have to fight you anymore."
"I don't want to fight you either Scotty," Stiles informed the True Alpha, but he turned his attention back to the so-called vet, "I want to fight him."
This time Stiles does get up, only he doesn't do with his own two feet and hands. He uses the spark without even breaking a sweat.
Deaton attempted to get Stiles back on the ground with the same hand gesture, but this time Stiles was ready as he waved his own hand in front of him blocking the impact of the magic.
Deaton's firm expression turned into a bit of alarm as Scott stood by his side preparing for another fight, "I remember everything I did." Stiles shared with them as he started circling the trio, "And the worst part is I remember liking it. Because I felt powerful. I felt fearless. And most of all, in control. But when I came through it, I learned something else..."
Allison, Scott, and Deaton continued to watch Stiles uneasily. Stiles never did talk about his possession and the aftermath of the Nogitsune. He didn't open the subject up and no one dared to even try. But right now that was exactly what he was doing.
Suddenly a magic light from nowhere began to light up Stiles' body, and his eyes go back to the familiar black as a humming noise began to rise in pitch and volume.
"Control's overrated." Stiles finished in a deep resonant voice.
The humming sound continues to get louder as it assaulted Scott's enhanced hearing causing the werewolf to cover his ears, while Stiles started chanting, "Asmodea, bring forth-"
Deaton quickly made another hand gesture toward Stiles, "Vincire-"
Green magic energy shoots from Deaton's hand and formed a band around Stiles' torso, pinning his arms against his body. It glows with a green light that made his skin appear green too.
"What? No!" Stiles declared as he could feel his magic being suppressed back, "Get off!" He demanded with his struggle, "Solvo, libero..."
Deaton doesn't remove holding out his hand toward him. Suddenly Stiles threw back his head and closes his eyes, apparently unconscious.
His body floated up into the air and hovered about a foot off the ground. The band of magic holding him changed to a more contained blue-grey color.
Both Allison and Scott watched warily as Stiles continued to float in midair, "What did you do to him?" Scott asked Deaton.
"Contained him and him powers within a binding field." Deaton explained to them, "It puts him in a kind of ... stasis for the time-" Upon his explanation, Deaton finally turned his attention Scott and Allison for the first time, who were busying staring at Stiles, "A true Alpha, indeed." He commented to the pair.
This seemed to snap the pair from their staring and turned back to the vet. Wordlessly, the trio gathered into a hug.
After a moment Deaton broke the reunion and looked at Stiles again. He walked over to Stiles who remained floating in the air, unconscious, with his head hanging back.
"I'm very sorry about your father." Deaton told the unconscious teen. For once, Deaton wore a look of sadness and stood there for a moment. He was actually ready to walk away when...
"This..." Stiles suddenly said. Deaton paused and looked at him in surprise. Stiles had his eyes opened looking right at him, "...won't hold me ... forever." He finished.
This caused Deaton to look more alarmed as Scott and Allison stood frozen.
