Title : Desperate Measures
Author : Tariq ( formerly Aeris Jade Orion )
Rating : R
Pairing : SM/AA
Timeline : Season One
Summary : Scott and Stiles are having to hide
in Beacon Hills forest from the Alpha. At the
same time, the Argents are chasing the ALpha,
and come to the belief the two boys are hunters.
Authors note: It's unbeta'd. At the moment I
have no beta reader for this genre. So drop me
a line if you're interested.
Second, due to health issues, and taking care
of my disabled mom, I haven't been able to
write much. But over the last several years
I've managed to slowly write on a number
of stories.
What I've decided to do is go ahead and
publish what I've managed to put together.
The stories are unfinished, and sometimes,
the last chapter I worked on is unfinished.
Plus, there maybe multiple chapters, each one a
different version. Just warning everyone.
So I apologize in advance.
Disclaimer : Not mine. All characters belong
to MTV
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Prologue
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Scott stood up from the bench in anger at Jackson.
The fool didn't understand a thing past his own
selfish ego. Three day's to arrange him being turned
into a werewolf wasn't going to happen. No matter
what the other teen believed.
Worse, Stiles was off with Derek on some secret
mission. He was worried about his friend. The Alpha
was far to dangerous to be dealing with. Not without
the whole group together, and Stiles had refused to
tell him what the two were up to. Which meant it was
probably about the Alpha.
He stepped forward toward the Coach and his phone
rang. The game was about to start. The team was already
huddling, and he could see the Coach glancing at him
impatiently. But if it was Stiles...
Scott spun around, snatching up the phone, and answered
it.
" Stiles? " He urgently demanded.
" Peter's the Alpha! " Stiles gasped out. " Get here now!
Hurry! "
The line went dead.
" McCall! Move it! " Finstock bellowed.
He glanced back at the Coach for a moment. The man had
made it clear at the start that if Scott missed one game
he would be benched the rest of the season. Because of
that, he'd gone to great lengths to always play. Despite
control issues, he had played, and very nearly lost
himself to the wolf.
Now his best friend was in trouble.
Scott dropped his helmet to the grass, and rapidly
stripped off his pads. Letting them fall wherever. He
yanked his jersey off, then undid the chest plating,
and pulled the jersey back on.
" McCall! What the hell are you doing?! " Finstock
stormed over. " Put your gear back on this instant, or
your back to second string! "
" Then I'm second string. " He stated calmly, grabbing
his cell.
He sprinted straight across the field at human speeds.
" MCCALL! " Finstock yelled.
Scott hit the parking lot at full werewolf speed. Racing
down the sidewalk toward the hospital. He was dimly aware
of cars braking and skidding to a halt, horns honking at
him, and the sounds of crashes. But he didn't care. Stiles
was in serious trouble.
In minutes he came to the hospital Long Term Care Unit.
He saw what was left of Stiles Jeep. The once mint condition
light blue vehicle had been clawed, and ripped into. The
wheels were shredded, along with the black top. The windows
were smashed, the seats laying on the pavement, and the
steering wheel hanging from the branch of a tree.
Peter's red haired nurse stepped out of the shadows. The
woman smiling wickedly at him.
" Visiting hours are over. " She shifted into Beta form.
" Where's Stiles? " He demanded, shifting himself.
" I believe Peter was planning a small snack. " She laughed.
Scott darted forward. He flipped over her head, and ran
for the window to Peter's room. Diving forward, he smashed
through it, hitting the floor in a forward roll, and coming
up on his feet.
He headed for the open door, peaking through. Peter and Derek
were coming out of a far room. They were acting like brothers.
Stiles was poking his head above the nurses station across
from him. Peter's nurse was currently running down the hall
toward them.
' We're in big trouble. ' Scott realized.
Scott was a brand new Beta, untrained, and Stiles a human,
against two Beta's and an Alpha. He swallowed in pure fear.
They would be killed instantly with those odds.
" You might as well come out, Scott. " Peter calmly adjusted
his black leather duster. " You have no chance against us.
Surely you know that by now. "
' There is one chance. ' Scott licked his dry lips.
He took a steadying breath, and meet Stiles eyes. The
other teen nodded at him in understanding. Together they
moved.
Scott sprinted for the hall heading away from the three
wolves at a human pace, letting Stiles leap onto his back,
and then he speed into a full out werewolf run. He reached
deep into his body, grabbing every last drop of speed he
had.
" The woods. " Stiles subvocalized into his ear.
" Get him! " Peter ordered.
He could hear the three wolves behind them. Tearing after
them at full speed. Unlike him, the three were without
extra weight, and had training under their belt.
The teens jumped through the glass doors, and went for
the woods. They both were aware that whatever happened
to them, they had to keep the werewolves away from other
people.
' Protect us, if there's a God looking out for us good
little werewolves, protect us. ' He prayed.
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Allison stayed firmly against the stair wall as Kate
entered the living room where her dad was.
" Well? " Her dad demanded.
" I got the police report. " Kate stated soberly. " It
seems out boy Scott received a call from Stiles before
he pulled that runner. Now here's where it get's tricky.
Stiles Jeep was found in the parking lot outside the
Long Term Treatment Unit at the Hospital. "
" Wait, doesn't Peter Hale have a room there? " Her dad
asked.
" Yep. But get this. " Kate said. " His Jeep had been
torn apart. Like a werewolf had gotten to it. Claw marks
were all over it. "
' Werewolf? ' Allison frowned in confusion.
" So here's where it get's really good. " Kate's voice
got excited. " Peter and his nurse are missing. His
windows broken from the outside, and Scott's blood is
all over it. Stiles blood is on the hallway floor
outside Peter's room. Both of their blood is on the
shattered glass in what was the front doors, and this
time it's broken from the inside. "
" Scott was rescuing his friend. " Her dad thoughtfully
said.
" That's what I'm thinking. " Kate admitted. " But now
there's two human boys on the run from three werewolves.
Let's face it, Chris, they're probably dead already. "
" No, I don't think so. " Chris soberly said.
" You don't seriously think they're alive. " Kate scoffed.
" Chris, they're untrained, and have no idea what they're
dealing with. They shouldn't have been able to get out
of the hospital at all. "
" Exactly. Think about it. Really think about it, Kate,
and not just the hospital. Think about all the other
stuff. The incident at the school, the monkshood bullet
you found missing from your bag, Scott knowing Derek and
refusing to explain himself to me. " Chris became firm.
" Scott and Stiles have known about werewolves all along. "
" You're not serious! "
" Ten to one, they had a deal with Derek to find the
identity of the Alpha. " Chris paced. " Scott used his
study date with Allison to get the bullet to heal Derek.
Then the night at the school... Didn't you say someone
was driving Derek's car the night after the full moon? "
" Yeah. " Kate answered.
" I bet it wasn't Derek in the school at all. " Chris
banged something into the wall. " It was the Alpha.
Somehow, those three managed to lure the Alpha to the
School, and it backfired on them. "
" The Alpha texted Allison. " Kate blew out a sharp
breath.
" And it trapped them in there. " Chris agreed.
" Allison said Scott panicked when they questioned Scott
about who was in the school, and what was going on. "
Kate supplied. " His friend Stiles kept trying to keep
the cops and his father out of it. They wouldn't agree. "
" The Alpha would have torn through the police like they
were paper. The only reason it didn't do the same to
the kids was it wanted something. " Chris darkly commented.
" You know, Scott went into the school alone to search for
the keys. " Kate mused. " He's either the bravest boy, in
like ever, or suicidal. "
" I think Scott and Stiles traced the Alpha to the
hospital. " Chris continued. " Somehow, they got out
alive, and I believe they are still alive. "
" If they are, how long can they survive, with a pack
hunting them? " Kate questioned.
" Call the other's. " Chris ordered quietly. " I want
a full hunting party ready to move in the hour. You and
me are going to head to the hospital and see if we can't
track them. If they're half as smart as I believe, they'll
head to the woods. "
" The woods? " Kate asked.
" Their first thought will be to protect the other
people in town, not themselves. Their second will be
to use what they're familar with. While the woods are
the terriortory of the werewolves, the boys were raised
here, and have spent a lot of time in those woods. "
Chris explained.
" And here I thought you hated Scott. " Kate joked.
" You almost sound like you like the guy. "
" Make the calls. " Her dad demanded.
Allison pressed her fingertips in her lips. Her mind
was racing over everything that had been said. Werewolves
were real. Scott and Stiles knew. Her family were hunters
of some kind.
Scott and Stiles were in a lot of trouble.
She silently went back upstairs. She needed to think,
and plan. She wouldn't be scared and helpless. Not now.
Not anymore.
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Chapter One
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" So any bright ideas. " Scott followed Stiles in an
unknown direction.
" A few, starting with my favorite. " Stiles clambered
over a large rock, pausing to pick wolfsbane. " Stay
alive. "
" Yeah, and beyond plan A? " Scott slide over the rock
to the ground.
" Well plan B was to throw you in front of me, and run
screaming like a girl, but then I remembered I'm human,
and can't outrun them, so... " Stiles threw out his hands.
" Right. " Scott nudged him. " Let's try something a
little more likely to get us both out of this alive.
Like a gun with monkshood bullets. "
" Problem being, we don't know how to shoot, " Stiles
pointed out. " Of course, I did have one idea. There's
an abandoned construction site about a mile from here,
on the outskirts. If they have what we need, I can turn
your claws into a very lethal weapon. "
" I'm really going to regret this, aren't I? " Scott
sniffed as Stiles picked more wolfsbane.
" Most defintely. " Stiles nodded. " But you will be
able to kill the Alpha. "
" Well, if you can manage that miracle, I might forgive
you for dragging me into this mess. " Scott joked.
" Hey! " Stiles protested. " How is any of this my
fault? "
" You dragged me into the woods to find Laura Hale's
body. You went to the hospital to locate the Alpha. "
He started to count off.
" Never mind. " Stiles quickly interrupted. " There
it is. "
Scott saw the site in question. It was filled with
abandoned material. Half covered, some stored in an
old metal building. All that was keeping people out
was a padlocked gate.
" Mind playing lockpick? " Stiles rubbed his hands
together.
" I'm not a swiss army knife. " He playfully pushed
his friend.
Still, he grasped the padlock in two hands, and forced
it open. Scott threw it into a thick section of thorns,
and weeds. Stiles happily chuckled, pushing open the
large fence.
" What are we looking for? " He questioned his friend.
" Coating, and a make shift pestal, and mortar. " Stiles
opened his cellphone to use as a flashlight.
Scott did the same. " What kind of coating? "
" The stronger the better. " Stiles answered. " Oh, and
a small brush. "
The werewolf was getting a very bad feeling about this.
" Right. "
He started for the old building. The teen tore the lock
off, dropping it to the ground. He went inside and paused.
It was filled with many, many different types of can's,
nails, bolts, and knick knacks.
Scott walked up the isle slowly, scanning for what his
friend needed. He found a small paint brush, and a plastic
stirrer fast. A very large, heavy bolt would do for a
pestal. The mortal and coating were harder.
Finally, he found something labeled Composite Diamond
Coating. It was clear, and in a large can like house
paint. Grabbing it, and an opener. He left the building.
" There you are. " Stiles beamed. " I found a hollow
rock to use for a mortar. Did you find everything else? "
" Yeah. " Scott sat down his supplies.
" Perfect. " Stiles removed the huge stack of wolfsbane
he'd collected. Twenty large flowers.
" What are you doing? " Scott frowned in confusion.
" Open the can of coating. " Stiles instructed, as he
cut up petals of wolfsbane in the mortar and began to
pound it until it's juice was completely drained from
it.
' He isn't. ' Scott opened the can in pure fear.
Stiles carefully poured the small amount of juice into
the coating, then pulled another five petals off, and
repeated the process.
' He is. ' Scott gaped.
" Stir it. " Stiles demanded.
" Are you insane?! " He growled at his friend. " Wolfsbane
kills werewolves. "
" Exactly. " Stiles beamed, pouring in more juice. " We
coat your claws for a short time, then after the Alpha's
dead, we remove it. No big deal. "
Scott considered it. Really considered it. He was an
untrained Beta. Trapped in the woods with his best friend.
A human being. Was having wolfsbane on his nails for a
few hours, a few days, at most, worth Stiles life?
' Yes. ' He decided.
Grumbling, he started to stir the coating. Watching as
it began to glow a dark blue, purplish color the more
wolfsbane Stiles poured into it. Finally, there was no
more flowers left, and the coating was darker than the
bullets Kate Argent used.
" Right, now we just have to put it on you. " Stiles
snatched up the brush. " Shoes and socks off. "
" Wait! You said my claws! Nothing about my toe nails! "
Scott glared.
" And what happens if you lose your shoes and your hands
are captured? " Stiles raised an eyebrow.
" I hate you so much. " Scott growled at him, flashing
amber wolf eyes.
Nevertheless, he angrily pulled off his shoes and socks,
then sat back. He was so going to get Stiles back for
this.
One day soon.
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Allison silently followed her father and Kate to the
hospital. Ducking behind a nearby car. Her bow and
four sets of quivers were in the trunk of her car.
Ready for when she hit the woods.
" Look at these tracks. " Chris pointed as Kate kneeled.
" One boy was running. " Kate studied them. " He was
carrying the other. "
" There were three wolves chasing them. " Chris backed
up for a better look. " The Alpha was one of them. "
" The tracks are headed for the woods like you thought. "
Kate stood up. " They never hesitated. "
" Look at the tracks by were the Jeep was parked. "
Chris indicated. " Impact marks here in the grass show
Scott did either a jump or flip, probably to avoid a
guard, then he swerved toward the window. Peter Hale's
window. "
" Strange. " Kate clicked her tongue. " Unless Stiles
told him when he called who the Alpha was. "
" He gambled. " Chris said. " If he believed the Alpha
was Peter, then he was gambling he wasn't in the room. "
" And it would be safe to enter through the window. "
Kate finished the thought. " It would be a good advantage
point. He could see the nurses station, and both hallways. "
" What do you think, Allison? " Her father never turned
his head.
' Damn. ' She stood up, and walked over.
" You're right. Scott, would do exactly what you're
thinking. " She admitted. " Knowing Stiles, he was
probably hiding behind the nurses station. "
" According to the police report, he was. " Kate eyed
her in approval. " Peter would have smelled and heard
Scott enter. "
" Scott wouldn't leave Stiles. " Allison crossed her
arms. " He probably had a plan. If one was running and
carrying the other, then the runner was Scott. He's
the fastest of the two. "
" Wolfsbane? " Kate asked Chris.
" Probably. " Chris nodded. " The smell alone would
slow them down enough to let Scott and Stiles stay
ahead. "
" I'm coming with you. " Allison declared firmly.
She meet her dad's eyes with a fierce glare. He opened
his mouth to refuse. She knew he did, and so did Kate.
But he sighed, and nodded.
" Meet us in front of the Hale house. " He groaned.
" We'll head into the woods in twenty minutes. "
" I'll go with Allison. " Kate headed with her niece.
" Fine. " Chris grumbled.
Allison couldn't believe it. Her dad had given in. She
didn't understand why.
" It's because he figured out Stiles and Scott are
ammature hunter's. " Kate explained.
She frowned at her aunt as they got into the car.
" What do you mean? " She started the car.
" Your boyfriend, and his buddy, have managed to do
more concerning the Alpha than a bunch of fully
trained werewolf hunters. " Kate smirked. " They've
been in the business for a short time, and have made
remarkable process. A fact Chris recognizes, and
respects. Of course, he's going to be chewing your
boy toy out for getting you involved, but hey, it's
progress. "
Allison drove toward the woods, and considered what
her aunt said. She wasn't convinced Scott and Stiles
were hunters. After going back over events, she was
wondering if Scott wasn't a werewolf himself.
Their date to the party, when Scott got sick, had
been a full moon. The day Scott had run out of the
classroom, with Stiles running after him, it had
been a full moon.
The first day of school, at lacrosse practice when
the whistle blew, Scott had been in visible pain.
Holding his head, and moving around in agony.
The first game they played, Scott threw the ball
through the goalies net. He ran off the field very
fast, and avoided Allison for several minutes before
letting her find him.
No, it made more sense to her, if he was a werewolf.
If he was, his and Stiles escape made more sense.
Scott would be strong enough to carry Stiles, and
would be able to stay just ahead of the three killer
werewolves.
' But how do I keep Scott alive when Kate and my dad
find him? '
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Chapter Two
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" Permenate! " Scott growled furiously at Stiles.
" I didn't know. " Stiles backed away nervously. " I
swear, but hey, look on the bright side. No werewolf
will want to mess with you. Ever. Or come near you.
Or mate with you. Or have you in their pack... "
" You coated every nail on my body with a permanate
wolfsbane solution. " Scott wolfed out. " I will reek
of wolfsbane for the rest of my life. If I scratch
myself, I will die. If I get a hangnail, I will die. "
" Well, at least, I didn't get any on your skin. " Stiles
laughed weakly. " Or put any on your fangs like I
originally planned. "
" My nails are glowing! " Scott yelled. " The Alpha
can probably smell me from ten miles away. "
" Twenty. " Peter supplied from the treeline.
" Twenty miles away! " He yelled at Stiles, then paused,
and together they turned to stare at Peter.
" Interesting upgrade. " Peter commented, his two Betas
just behind him. " Stiles idea, I assume. "
" Uh, yeah. " Stiles stepped sideways until he was
right behind Scott, but peering over his friends
shoulder. " Just to even the odds a little. "
" Understandable. " Peter smiled slightly. " Somewhat
disturbing, but ingenius. "
" Thanks. " Stiles waved.
" I would never do it, mind. " Peter said. " Nor any
other sane werewolf, or insane. I'm truly surprised
Scott would agree. "
" Desperate times. " Scott replied, wolfing out. " I've
learned you have to do things you hate to survive. History
teaches us this. Survival is a messy, sickening business,
Peter. "
" Yes, it is. " Peter nodded his assent. " Very good,
Scott. I underestimated you and your friend. Jennifer,
teach Scott here about what a trained Beta can do. "
" Gladly. " She shifted.
Scott swore silently. He didn't want to kill anyone.
However, he had no choice. If he didn't, Stiles, and
him would die, instead.
" Scott, be careful. " Stiles called. " Don't forget,
hunters. "
He recognized the reminder for what it was. Police
wouldn't be the only one's searching for them. Hunters
would too.
Scott shifted back to human. He could still fight, and
his nails were just as deadly as before. Just not as
sharpy, or tough.
Jennifer was on him. Tackling him into a tree in an
explosion of wood. He grabbed her face, digging in his
nails on both sides. Blood pooled around his fingertips.
She snarled at him, clawing his back from shoulder to
waist.
Scott growled in pain, slashing his fingers lightly
over her cheeks. Wolfsbane spread through her veins,
the dark glow showing in her blood. She brought her
claws down his back again, this time on the other side.
The teen shoved her away, watching her stumble to the
ground. The red head was screaming out now. Her hands
cradling her face and rolling around.
" How strong is the wolfsbane on your nails? " Peter
calmly watched his nurse die.
Scott noticed Derek was horrified by Peter's callous
attitude, and the way he'd disregarded Jennifer.
" I used twenty flowers. " Stiles jittered.
" Hmm. " Peter nodded. " A direct strike to the head
like that, and a strong dose... "
Jennifer went quiet, her arms falling to the ground
bonelessly.
" I thought so. " Peter glanced back at them. " If
you'd cut her anywhere else other than the head, or
heart, she would have lived almost forty eight hours.
You lucked out. "
" Not luck. " Scott firmly stated. " I knew what I was
doing. "
" I see. " Peter studied him. " We'll be back later.
When you two are more tired. Perhaps then, we can talk. "
" Don't count on it. " Stiles muttered.
Scott stared at the dark woods silently. Waiting for a
good thirty minutes before the two teens started to
move again. Not talking, not resting, and not looking
at the woman they had killed.
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" They are really impressing me. " Kate walked backwards
into the construction site. " I lived here, and I had no
idea this was here. "
" The storage building's been broken into. " Chris picked
up the busted lock.
" Look. " Allison crouched by a can of glowing purplish
blue liquid and hollowed rock also glowing.
" What the hell? " Kate kneeled beside her. " This is a
lot of wolfsbane. It's been chopped to pieces and crushed
up. "
" They painted it on something. " Chris held up a small
brush.
" It's a coating. " Kate tilted the can. " A very permante
one, too. "
" Come on. " Chris hurried for the gate.
Allison followed after him, grabbing the can, lid, and
opener.
" What are you going to do with that? " Kate asked.
" My arrows. " She popped the lid back on. " Next time
we stop I'm going to dip the tips. "
" Good plan. " Kate praised.
She frowned as her dad paused in a nearby clearing.
" I think I know what they painted. " Chris called back.
" What? " Kate frowned in confusion.
Allison moved forward, and stared at a red haired woman
lying dead on the ground. Her face had been scratched
by human nails. Except weird veins were standing out
from her face, and the scratch marks were glowing the
same purplish blue color as the coating.
" At least one of them coated their nails. " Chris gave
an oddly approving smirk.
" Scott. " Allison hit her forehead with a groan. " You
moron. "
" Scott? " Kate raised her eyebrow at her.
" Stiles talked him into it. " Allison pinched the bridge
of her nose. " Stiles get's these ideas and then talks
Scott into doing them. "
" How are you so sure it's Scott and not Stiles? " Kate
questioned.
" Stiles doesn't fight. Ever. " Allison sighed. " He's
the throw Scott in the line of fire then run and hide
sort. While hiding he'll plan, and fight from there,
running in and out to help. "
" Ah. " Kate tried not to laugh.
" The other two retreated. " Chris frowned. " They were
testing Scott and Stiles. "
" Sacrificing a Beta to do it. " Kate kicked the dead
body.
" Hmm. The Alpha wants Scott in his pack. " Chris headed
after the teen's trails. " If not Stiles, as well. He's
testing them to make sure they're worthy. "
" Hasn't the Alpha already decided? " Kate frowned.
" About Scott, yes. " Chris took his rifle off his back.
" But I think he's trying to decide if Scott's to much of
a risk. "
" You mean, to dominate? " Allison questioned.
" More than that, kiddo. " Kate explained. " Scott is
proving himself clever and able to survive against a pack
of werewolves without guns or archery equipment. "
Allison was getting more and more nervous. What was Stiles
thinking? Putting a permante coating of wolfsbane on Scott.
As a werewolf, it could kill him. So what if they were in
a bad situation. Why didn't they steal a few of the nail
guns, or bolt guns and coat the nails and bolts?
' I'll murder Stiles. '
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Chapter Three
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" We're in soo much trouble. " Stiles kept scanning the
woods.
" You think!? " Scott exploded.
" At least, the odds are even now. It's two on two. "
Stiles slapped his chest and started to chuckle, but it
tapered off weakly at Scott's piercing glare. " Which you
have to fight alone. "
" Why did Derek have to turn on us? " Scott sighed tiredly.
They'd been on the move for almost twenty four hours. There
was no rest, no food, no water. They were exhausted,
thirsty, and starving. Especially Scott who had a werewolf
metabolism to deal with.
" Peter kept going on and on about how he didn't mean
to kill Laura. " Stiles yawned.
" Bull! " Scott scowled. " No way he didn't mean to.
Did you see her? She was bite in half. There was no way
it was an accident. "
Scott grabbed Stiles as he stumbled, and swung his friend
onto his back.
" Get some sleep. " He whispered.
" 'Kay. " Stiles started to snuffle softly.
He walked on, heading toward the mountains. It had a lot
of caves, climbing paths, and flat open spaces. If Stiles
next great plan worked they would need the area.
" SCOTT! " Allison yelled out.
He froze in place, and glanced back. Allison, her father,
and her aunt were running toward them. All three were
fully armed. Allison had four quivers on her back, plus
the can of coating.
" What are you three doing here? " He hissed quietly to
keep from waking Stiles. " Do you have any idea the danger
you're in? "
" If you're talking about the Alpha...? " Allison stopped
by him.
" Yes, the Alpha, and somehow, Peter's convinced Derek
he didn't mean to kill Laura. " Scott scanned the trees
with all his senses. " We have to keep moving, hurry. "
" The cars are back at the Hale house. " Chris gestured.
" Yeah, and two very powerful werewolves are hunting me
and Stiles. " Scott headed toward the mountains again.
" No matter how well armed you are, we'll never make it.
Peter isn't just powerful. He spent six years trapped in
his own mind, insane, forced to watch his family die in
the fire over and over again. Imagine what that did to
him. We try for the cars, and he'll rip your weapons
from your hands, and take the hands with them. "
" Point taken. " Chris took the safety off his rifle,
and was very aware all of a sudden.
" Worse yet, you've given him exactly what he wants. "
Scott grew more intense.
" Meaning? " Kate had her own rifle out by that time.
" One night I was sneaking out of Allison's room, and
the Alpha was outside your house. " Scott panted slightly
in effort from carrying Stiles. " I raced for my car,
the Alpha followed, and traced a symbol on the drivers
side window. A spiral, the werewolf symbol for Vendetta,
and he directed it at the house. Your family. "
" You think he blames us for the fire? " Chris asked
sharply.
" There's more. " Scott felt sweat drip from his face.
" Something about our chemistry teacher. Mr. Harris.
Laura Hale was in Beacon Hill's investigating the fire,
and she met with our teacher about it. He had information.
It lead to Allison's necklace. "
" My necklace? " Allison blinked. " It's an old heirloom,
at least, that's what Kate said when she gave it to me on
my birthday. "
Scott didn't slow, but glanced over at a silent Kate.
" Kate, what did you do? " Chris demanded.
" My job. " Kate glared.
" There were children in that house. Human children. "
Chris lectured. " What about the code? We hunt those
who hunt us. We never take the life of a werewolf who
hasn't taken a human life. "
" I did what I was told to do. " Kate lashed out.
" Who? Who gave the order? " Chris interrogated her.
" The old man. " Kate wouldn't meet his eyes.
" Peter is going to go after you over everyone. " Scott
said quietly. " He wants revenge for his family. "
" Where are we headed? " Chris questioned.
" The mountains. " Scott hefted Stiles up a little.
" We have a plan, but we need space, and a hard
surface. "
" You're exhausted. " Allison touched his arm. " Have
you rested at all? "
" No. " Scott grunted. " We can't risk it, and neither
can any of you, now. There's no food or water either.
So if you have any, conserve it. "
" How are you still going? " Kate scanned the woods on
the left.
" I have a hungry Alpha and his nephew on my ass. "
Scott took comfort in Allison's hand rubbing his arm.
" You tell me. "
" Why didn't you tell me the truth? " Allison demanded.
" I wanted to let you have a normal life. " Scott tried
to smile through the exhaustion. " I stumbled onto the
whole werewolves and hunters gig the night before you
showed up. Me and Stiles both. I tripped over half of
Laura Hales body, literally, and saw the Alpha. After
that, me and Stiles were forced into the night life.
It isn't fun, or glamorous. My grades have taken a
major hit, I'm missing a lot of sleep. Me and Stiles
spend most nights either in the woods, or trying to
figure out who the crazy blonde woman with the assault
rifle is. "
" Hey! " Kate let out as Chris gave her a silent ' I told
you so look '. " Wait, you were there? "
" It was hard to miss. " Scott weakly laughed. " I loved
the roll out of your car. "
" Thanks, I worked hard on it. " Kate preened.
" It gets bad Allison. " Scott sobered. " You start seeing
people as having masks on. Wondering if they are human,
or if they are like Peter and Derek. A person who can
switch masks at anytime. It wears on you. "
" He's right. " Chris was guarding the right side of the
woods. " It's difficult. You're always watching, and
wondering. Looking for signs they're something other
than human. "
He felt Allison lean up and kiss his cheek. The girl
brushing her lips over his ear.
" I know you're a werewolf. " She whispered very quietly.
" I won't tell them. "
He nearly jumped out of his skin. She leaned away, and
winked at him. Scott slightly tilted his head. Showing
she was right, and he was thankful for her help.
" Focus you two. " Stiles peered at them with a smirk.
" How long have you been awake? " He eyed his friend
suspicously.
" The entire time. " Stiles truthfully replied.
" I thought so. " Scott nodded, then let go.
Stiles tumbled to the ground and landed on his butt.
The teen yelped at the mistreatment, but scrambled
to his feet, and jogged to catch up.
" Watch it. " Stiles rubbed his lower back.
" You should be ashamed. " Scott batted at Stiles head,
delibrately missing. " I haven't gotten any rest, and
you took advantage of me. "
" I resent that. " Stiles danced away.
" Resemble maybe. " Scott argued.
" I needed to rest my brain for the plan. " Stiles
argued. " Your only good for the muscle. "
" Oh, and I don't need to rest my body to fight? "
Scott rubbed his face with his bloody hands and
yawned.
" Nope. " Stiles shrugged.
" How long have you two been running now? " Allison
wrapped her arm around Scott's.
" Twenty four, give or take. " Stiles stretched and
popped. " Boy, I can't wait to eat. I'm hitting the
nearest all you can eat buffet the minute I'm out of
these woods. "
" I second the vote. " Scott raised a hand.
" And the motion carries. " Stiles pumped his fist.
" These two hunt werewolves? " Kate pointed a perfectly
manicured finger.
Chris shot her a look that said it all.
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" Well, well. " A man in a leather duster appeared in
front of them. " This is a nice surprise. Really Scott,
you bring me the loveliest gifts. "
" Don't touch them. " Scott warned, shifting in front
of them.
Allison loaded her bow with a dipped arrow and aimed
it at Derek. The dark haired man seemed unsure. Staring
from Scott to Peter with a confused frown.
' What is wrong with him? '
Her dad was beside her with his rifle up. Kate was on
Stiles side with her rifle also ready to fire.
" Are you ready for that talk now, Scott? " Peter asked.
" You and Stiles, is it, are looking quite tired. "
" Scott. " Stiles calmly said.
" I know. " Scott replied. " I'm on it. "
Scott stepped forward and charged Peter. The teen hit
the Alpha in the stomach with his shoulder. She ground
her teeth together to keep from calling out.
" What is that fool doing? " Kate muttered.
" Look. " Chris narrowed his eyes.
" Wh-? " Kate trailed off.
Then Allison saw it. Scott had ripped Peter's button
down shirt open and left long scratchs on his stomach.
The Alpha roared, his face half transforming, reverting,
transforming, then reverting.
Peter threw Scott into a nearby tree. The man leaping at
him. The teen's legs went limp, and he rolled so the
Alpha missed him. Scott lashed out with his left hand,
catching the Alpha on his right hand. Leaving a set of
scratchs across the back.
The Alpha slashed Scott down the back from his shoulder
to his waist. The teen didn't pause, back flipping over
Peter, and as the Alpha spun around, scratched him on
the left wrist.
" Come on. " Stiles nervously bounced on his toes.
" Look at him go. " Kate stared. " Hey, Chris, are
those scratches deep enough to turn him? "
" No. " Chris shook his head, never taking his
eyes off the fight. " They'll scar, but won't turn
him. The claw has to enter all the way. The Alpha
is getting just the tip in. "
" Cool. " Kate nodded.
Allison wasn't so relived. Her boyfriend was fighting
an Alpha.
Peter lashed out again. Clawing Scott down the back
once more. Scott spun around, ducking under a swiping
claw, and leaving two long trails of scratchs on the
Alpha's rib cage.
The Alpha howled in fury, and slashed Scott from his
left shoulder to his belly button.
Allison couldn't take it anymore. She tensed to fire.
Her dad beat her too it. Shooting rapidly. The Alpha
disappeared into the trees with Derek.
" Scott? " Stiles asked.
" Yeah. " The teen smiled, and stood up straight,
bumping fists with his friend.
" What did you do? " Kate demanded. " Because I know
it wasn't you just scratching up the Alpha. Though
that was very entertaining. "
Allison disagreed. She gently examined her boyfriends
injuries. She was thankfull they weren't healing since
it would have been a dead giveaway, but she was also
worried. Why weren't they healing?
" Well, it has to do with our plan. " Stiles adjusted
the cobbled together pack on his back. It was really
just a tarp he'd tied together.
" Here. " Scott handed over an empty syringe. " I got
him. "
" Awesome. " Stiles sang. " Now we can head straight
to the mountains, instead of walking in circles. "
" Wait, you had us walking in circles? " Kate grabbed
for Stiles.
" We had to. " Stiles squeaked. " We'd never stand a
chance against Peter otherwise. "
" Explain. " Chris ordered as they started moving.
" There was a few bottles of proplyene glycol dinitrate
at the construction site. " Stiles informed them.
" A very toxic, liquid explosive. Scott is a master
at slight at hand, We figured, we could set up a
fight between Scott and Peter, and inject Peter. "
" It's also highly volatile. " Kate chuckled.
" Yeah, well, I'm more interested in the wolfsbane
combined with the toxic side effects. " Stiles said.
" If it works right, he should start having nerve
damage, vision problems, headaches, and a bunch of
other problems. "
" And the rest of your plan? " Chris questioned.
Allison helped Scott walk. Blood was flowing from his
injuries. She was growing more and more concerned about
him. He was beyond exhausted by this time. The injuries
were just making it far worse.
" I have C4, cord, and a few detenators. " Stiles said
simply.
" Don't forget your oh so wonderful idea to have me
lure the Alpha into the right spot. " Scott dryly
commented.
" It's a good plan. " Stiles pouted.
" Stiles, he's injured, and about to collapse. "
Allison coldly glared.
" You think I don't know that? " Stiles stared at her.
" Scott has been forcing himself to continue going
all this time, but in case you didn't notice, we're
trying to stay alive. "
" Allison. " Scott smiled at her. " We're in survival
mode right now. Later we can worry about sleep, food,
and first aid. Let's get through this first. "
Allison tried to return his smile, but she couldn't
help feel she should be doing more.
" We'll get him through this. " Her father laid his
hand on her shoulder. " Stiles, can one of us lure
the Alpha to the spot? "
" No. " Stiles shook his head. " The Alpha has been
obsessed with two people. Scott and the person who
killed his family, Kate. "
" I'm in better shape than Scott. " Kate said. " I
could lure him. "
" No! " Scott stubbornly refused. " I should do it.
I can move faster than you. "
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To Be Continued