Hey guys! This is just a remake of an old fanfic I wrote based off of And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie. Hellmouth season 4 starts January 21st! So until till enjoy!
Ten people were looking at the outside of a house on an island, they thought that it would be some run-down building on the inside. However, they were proven wrong. Once the ten visitors; Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall, Derek Hale, Allison Argent, Isaac Lahey, Kira Yukimura, Vernon Boyd, Erica Reyes, Jackson Whittemore, and Lydia Martin; walked in and they were right inside the living room.
The room was very well furnished. It consisted of two large windows that allowed the beautiful evening sunset play out. In between the windows, it also included an arch that led to an outdoor balcony.
On the left side of the room there was also a fireplace over it hung some kind of nursery rhyme. The frame of the rhyme had ten wolves drawings all around it. Also, on the walls hang wolf figurines. Something strange about the wolves were that they were all separated and not together in a pack.
The room consisted of one sofa and two love seats facing each other, while the sofa faced the fireplace. In addition, as expected there was a medium-sized table in the middle with an empty flower vase in it.
Making themselves at home, they all went to their claim rooms and unpack. After all the unpacking was done everyone seemed to have the same idea and somehow managed to meet up in the living room once again.
"Wow this a beautiful sight to see." Stiles said. He was standing right by the arch looking out into the night sky.
It was a dark sky, but he should still see the stars shining so bright. The moon, though, decided that it was going to hide behind the house instead of over the ocean. So there was a shadow of the house covering the ocean. In the city, it was a very rare to every see the night due to all the shining lights.
"Yeah, and it's also a bit quiet…too quiet for my liking" Derek commented. He was the fireplace observing the nursery rhyme.
"Oh, don't be a grumpy butt, Derek." His friend (and he used the term loosely) Scott said. He lifted up a thumbs-up and had one of his infamous cheesy smiles going on.
"You are so annoying McCall." Jackson said. He was sitting one of the love seats not exactly facing Scott while making his usual unimpressed face. Completely ignoring the unsurprising comment Scott continued,
"I thought we were supposed to have two more coming here with us as well. I believe it was Brett Talbot and Satomi Ito."
"Scott, if you had listened to them, you'd know they won't arrive for another two days from now." Erica answered. She too was on a loveseat, but across from Jackson.
"Oh, wow look at this beautiful fruit basket." Lydia exclaimed from the kitchen. She walked in with a huge basket that possibly had every known fruit in the world in it.
"Oh good, some food totally starved over here. I haven't eaten since this afternoon and that was before that long boat ride." Kira chirped up.
"It was kind of a long trip to get here." Isaac agreed. Out of all of them, he had the worst time on the boat. Unfortunately, for him he was boat sick the whole time and the waving waves were not helping the poor guy.
"More like troublesome." Vernon, or Boyd as everyone called him, commented. He too was not the boat's best friend.
"At least we aren't leaving till next week so look on the bright side." Allison reminded them. Which was true, the vacation they were having was supposed to last the entire week.
"Anyways, I know this food isn't gonna hold all of us so I'm gonna go ahead and get dinner started". All the women, including Stiles because he is an amazing cook, left and went into the kitchen to see what kind of concoction that they could make.
While the girls and Stiles were making the dinner, the remaining guys tried catching up.
"So Isaac, tell me have you finally learned the not to abuse your innocent facial expressions to get you out of illegal situation." Boyd asked.
"I refuse to say anything without my lawyer being present." Issac joked to him, "I'm sticking to using my art as a way to express myself." Isaac was a well-known artist around the country and the fact that they were able to even get him was a miracle. Last time, they heard from him he was doing an art showcase and had some rivalries going on.
"It's really not a hard thing to learn." Derek countered. He was speaking from experience in a way. Derek was known for his anger issues, sometimes which landed him into a lot of trouble. Luckily, due to some therapy sessions his anger issues dissolved a bit, but not completely.
"Look who is talking man. You always have this stone-cold hard look on your face." Scott snickered, "What does Stiles call you sometimes?" He asked in a fake innocent tone. "Oh yeah, Mr. Grumpy Gills." Stiles had been calling Derek that ever since they went and saw Finding Nemo. Derek glared at him and crossed his arms in his usual manner.
"Hey guys dinner is ready." Lydia announced. The girls and Stiles came from the kitchen and brought out a plate for everyone. Some sat on the floors while others sat on the sofa.
It was like any normal dinner chatter going on. Erica had successfully grew a flower business and was currently having the company expand into rural areas.
Boyd was part of the law enforcement due to his superior skills in strategy and operations.
Derek had just finished his 3rd running for the governor (imagine everyone's surprise when they found out he ran in the 1st place), in his hometown and won the election.
Lydia, being a tattoo artist, finally opened up a shop ready to have customers and of course, she hired only the best of the best. Isaac was offered a job there as well, but he politely declined.
Allison was a teacher; she enjoyed spending time with the younger kids at the local school district.
Jackson being the guy, (or asshole as Stiles calls him), was a trainer. In fact, he was a trainee and trained by the Danny Mahealani. Now following his trainer's footsteps, he taught little league training.
Stiles finished medical school and now was head nurse at the local hospital. Since he had so many sick days left he was forced by his superiors (and his father) to take a week's vacation.
Scott was a firefighter. He always thought that he and fires were somehow connected due to their fierce energy. Honesty, no one else understood his logic behind this.
Kira was a swords maker due to her heritage and her unique ability to be able to wield any sword for quickly.
The room was filled with everyone laughing and drinking of wine, Allison looked up at the mantle and looked up at the hanging nursery rhyme. "Hey guys, do any of y'all know this version of Ten Little Wolves?" She stood up by the mantle started reading "Ten little wolves going out to dine,"
"I'm sure it's running in the dark, Ally." Jackson said in a bored tone.
"Well, not this one." She shot back. One of her pet peeves was someone always trying to correct her.
"Nope, it says dine," Stiles said clarifying. "One choked himself and then there were nine?" He read questioning his own eyes.
"What the hell? What kind of version is that?" Scott questioned.
"Surely not one to warn kids about jumping on the beds." Derek replied sarcastically.
Erica moved towards the mantle she read, "Nine little wolves sat up late".
Boyd stood behind her and read the last part. "One overslept himself and then there were eight." Everyone then gathered around trying to see the twisted version.
"Eight little wolves traveling to Devon," Isaac read, "One got left behind and then there were seven."
The group looked at each other with questioning looks. "This is crazy." Jackson stated not wanting to read the rest in fear that more bad happenings would occur to the wolves (He does have a heart…shocker).
"I know one thing, I'm not reading this version to my kids." Lydia stated.
"Ain't that the tru-" Kira agreed, but was cut off by a strange voice filling the room.
"Welcome everyone may I please have your attention." The gang looked all around trying to find out where exactly the voice was coming from.
"Whoa who the hell is that?" Boyd asked. His question went ignored and the voice continued its announcement.
"Every person is guilty of the actions you made the following actions committed are, Scott you are guilty of the death Liam Dunbar's house fire," He frozen still. No one was even supposed to know that not even his fire captain.
The voice continued, "Stiles you are guilty for the death of Adrian Harris," Stiles gasped at the revelation. There is no possible that anyone could have figured that out.
"Derek," he looked a bit taken back when the voice mentioned his name, "the assassination of 3rd year rival for Governor Kate Argent," He swore under his breath. He was positive that all lose ends were tied completely.
"Isaac, the death of you fierce artists rival Ethan and Aiden Carver," Isaac's face easily turned into an "O" expression.
"Kira, the improper usage technique of sword-making on William Barrow," Kira started shaking her head ignoring the voice.
"Lydia, the usage of a dirty needle causing an allergic reaction resulting in death of Jennifer Blake," Lydia's body started to shake.
"Erica, the death of Bobby Finstock due to an allergic reaction," Erica clenched her fists silently as the voice continued to reveal their dark secrets.
"Allison, for the death of young Ennis Wade due to poor supervision," Allison ended up falling to her knees on the floor.
"Vernon, excuse me I mean Boyd, the wrongful shooting of Kali Terrell," Boyd remained stoic and unaffected.
"And last, but not least Jackson, for the death Matt Daehler." Jackson glared at the walls.
Everyone looked at each other not believing that their dark secrets were exposed. "So now that it's done. Anything y'all would like to say to defend yourselves."