Author's note: This story starts right after season 2 (please void season 3). This is a collaboration story between Peridot and Amethyst. We are having fun making a summer story. Rating subject to change. Enjoy.
Prologue
Summer's over, and everyone is surprisingly alive. The Alphas were ruthless in their attack on Beacon Hills. They killed children as warnings, at first. Every week that the pack didn't give up Derek to the Alphas, another child was killed.
Derek, like the martyr he is, gave himself up to the Alphas no matter how much Isaac, Boyd, and Erica told him to stay.
It was a trap.
After they had their hands on Derek, they targeted the Omegas, next. Jackson was the first to be taken in the middle of the night, and Scott was next.
Scott didn't want to work with "Derek's" pack no matter how much Stiles told him to, and Isaac, Boyd, and Eric were clueless without their Alpha. Lydia was on the war path, Allison didn't know what was happening, and no one knew what to do because everyone was spread out too thin.
By a stroke of luck by the Lady herself, Derek managed to escape, surprisingly, with Jackson's help. Derek rounded up Isaac, Boyd, and Erica, and went to talk with Stiles. If Scott wasn't going to listen, then maybe his friend would.
After talking to Derek, Stiles went to Allison. Scott wasn't going to see reason through Stiles eyes no matter how hard he tried, so Stiles had to convince Allison to tell Scott to join Derek's pack.
It wasn't easy.
After many death threats of a certain body parts to be used as target practice and Stiles pleading, more like begging, in his case, Allison was on board with the plan.
Scott joined Derek's pack, no matter how reluctantly, the next day.
Lydia and Stiles devised a plan for the pack, Allison taught the others how to sneak up on werewolves without getting caught, and Derek led the rest of the pack into battle.
It was a long night.
Almost all the Alphas were killed. Derek saved the leader of the Alpha Pack from being killed because someone had to take the blame for killing all those children.
Sheriff Stilinski got a rather large tip on where the Beacon Hills Serial Killer was residing by an anonymous caller the next morning. An alarming amount of evidence was found on the premises when the cops searched the area and found the killer.
Son of a Bitch isn't going to be a problem for a long, long time.
So, now what?
After a rather eventful summer, school's starting. And, like any other normal teenager, almost all the pack had to be awake before the first bell.
It sucks being a teenager sometimes.