Wolf Monarchy

by sinisteruto

"What if Scott had a much darker past? What if the werewolves had a queen to serve? What if the wolves had a law enforcement and military force? And what if Scott was trapped in the epicentre of all of tese developments? How different or similar would his journery become?

1. Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf or any other tv series I might use for inspiration.

A Darker Past

My name is Scott McCall, a high school student in Beacon Hills High School, and this is my story. I was raised by my mother and my father has been absent since I was but a little child. He left behind a gaping hole in our life but only for a little while as it was filled by Yao Fei and his daughter, Shado.

It started when I was only eight years old, and I had sneaked out of my house at night in order to explore the streets. I had always been scared of the dark and I hated my fear of it, which is why I decided to venture the streets at night in order to concur my fears. As I walked the streets I realised that the street lights and the automobile headlights made this a very bearable adventure, even moreso than staying in my room at night. I concluded that simply venturing the streets at night was not in any way going to help me concur my fears, and so I went into the woods, where it was pitch black and quiet. Looking back at this day from my vintage point makes me wonder what in the world had gotten into my head back then. Was it maybe my loneliness stemming from my social awkwardness or was it the void left behind by my dad that drove me insane? Perhaps the lack of a strong male figure in the house made me feel the need to become strong for my mother ?

Whatever the reason may be, I happened to find exactly what I was looking for in the woods, perhaps more than that, because that was the first time that I met Shado, it was also the first of many times that she almost killed me. I found her getting rid of the corpse of a man she had recently killed, and as expected, one can imagine the sheer overwhelming amount of shock and fear that took hold of me, so much so that I immediately had a combination panic and asthma attack, and I soon passed out.

To this day I don't know how I survived, but the next thing I knew was that I was waking up in some sort of secret lair in the caves, and I was all tied up, couldn't even move a muscle. I later learned what had really happened, that I had actually died roughly ten minutes later but Shado had been able to rescuscitate me and taken me back to hers and her dad's secret lair. Her dad, my mentor, Jao Fei had been furious with her for not only being caught in the act by a mere child but also for bringing said child to their secret base. They contemplated killing me for a long time but they couldn't bring themselves to do it because the act would defile not only their code of conduct as assassins but also their moral intergrity. So they kept me there, untied and able to move relatively freely, but never allowed to leave the hideout. After a while I started to form a bond with them because despite being my kidnappers, they actually treated me quite well and always made sure I was fed and clothed. I actually started to grow very fond of them, especially Shado because she was so loving and caring towards me, and Jao Fei because he provided the masculine presence that had always been missing in my life.

Eventually the bond and trust between us grew so much that they started training me in their ways, and it was soon after that I became consciously aware that my asthma was something of the past. Shado explained that the 'special' tea that they made me drink everyday for the last six months was actually an ancient chinese medicine and that that was why my illness was a thing of the past. This made me wonder whether they had already decided to train me six months ago already, but at the time I had been too excited to care.

I soon learned that Shado was a former ballroom dancer and gymnast in her youth and that Jao Fei was a former mixed martial arts amateur champion, he never turned pro because he joined the Japanese Military soon afterwards. He'd also come from a family of ninjas/assassins and knew various forms of martial arts and assassination techniques from an early age. Shado was quite young, in fact, she was still a teenager when we met even though she apparently seemed to have advanced knowledge of computer science and technological engineering. Jao Fei on the other hand had a PHD in microbiology and was formerly involved in stem cell research at a Japanese Military owned island on the outskirts of the Pacific Ocean.

Nothing was ever verbally confirmed, but to me it became clear that I was some kind of experiment, no, actually experiment is a bad word to describe it, more like, I was some sort of pet project for the two of them. They seemed intent to pass on absolutely all of their knowledge unto me no matter if it was the last thing they did, almost as if trying to create a Jao Fei/Shado hybrid. Of course it could also be that they were competing with each other, to see who could be a better teacher to me.

The knowledge I gained for the next six/seven years was more than I could have ever imagined. I mastered all the millie weapon techniques that I could think of, sword, mace, scythe, shuriken, kunai, spear, zabatou, staff, nun-chuks, machete, knife, garrote, you name it, everything one could use to slice and stab or beat the living daylights out of someone, I was able to learn how to use. My martial arts skills became unparalled, this I realised is thanks in part to the early gymnastics and ballroom dancing that Shado had started me off on. It allowed my body to become inhumanly flexible and agile and gave me strength, grace, balance and co-ordination in abundance, everything a martial artist needed.

And then there was the knowledge. I learned a lot about how to stay under the radar. One of the earliest things Shado taught me was computer programming and hacking. At this level, I could hack into practically anything in the world, even the FBI and possibly CIA are not beyond my limits if I so desired, or rather, if I was willing to or needed to take the risk. I learned how to make fake passports and ID cards and how to dissapear and cross borders without detection, how to control my heartbeat for stealth purposes and how to control my voice frequencies and eye contact to lie effectively even under a lie detector test.

It was like I was some secret agent in the making or something, which technically I was, except more on the non-governmental side of things. All this time I was learning in Jao Fei's lab, conducting experiments with him and sometimes I'd be with Shado creating and inventing new mission gadjets and modyifying guns, phones, tablets, and computers to get the desired effect that we wanted. It was great learning experience and my education was faster because everything was basically practical, even though I did always try to read a lot of textbooks when I could.

I've only completed one official mission for my new family, it was the assassination of a serial killer who ironically enough stalked his victims by hacking their social media accounts and then anticipating the perfect timing to conduct the kill. This mission had been a two part test. First, they wanted to know if I had it in me to effectively conduct the torture and interogation procedures that they taught me in order to get a confession out of him. Secondly, I was expected to deliver the kill and provide the head as evidence of the kill. This was the final test for me in order to become officially recognised as a trustworthy companion in their ranks. If I couldn't do this then it meant that I would choke on a team mission and endanger my comrades, endanger my family. However, I would never do anything, or not do anything the result of which would endanger my loved ones, that's why I didn't hesitate even for a moments notice. I have to admit though that I was very relieved that my family only assassinates the bad guys and refuse missions regarding innocent personnel. I don't know how I would have handled the idea of killing an innocent person.

Nevertheless I have since returned to my biological family after my being away for roughly seven years. Jao Fei and Shado went to Japan and left me behind. They said that they would return one day, but until that day came I would have to remain in Beacon Hills as a sleeper agent. I have to be honest, it completely broke my heart to be left behind like that, but it also made sense. I would stick out like a sore thumb in Japan and that would make it difficult for me to live an inconspiscuous life. They also said that they had serious business they had to take care of in Japan and that they didn't want to drag me into it. I got the distinct feeling that they were not certain that they would survive whatever long term mission they were going on, but I hope from the bottom of my heart that they make it back.

Jao Fei left me an interesting but completely bizarre gift upon his departure, a flash drive containing information on all manner of mythical creatures, including werewolves and lizard like creatures known as kanema. There seemed to also be something that resembled a lion/scorpion hybrid known as a manticore and even a werejaguar amongst many things. For about a week I thought maybe this was some sort of long coded message but after carefully reading the whole book a few times I realised that no, this was just as it is, a book full of mythical creatures, well, that was until I went to school, for the first time since I was eight, only to discover that there were actually people with the surname Argent and Grimm, just like in the book. Therassa Rubel Grimm and Alisson Argent have certainly caught my attention now, especially after I got bitten by a werewolf alpha about a week ago. I needed a friend to fit in and to have a believable cover life and this guy who lives close by my house, Styles, seemed to need one as well, so I thought it would be good to be friends with him.

Seems like I chose a weird and troublesome friend because the first time we went out together was on some corpse hunt, trying to find the body of a woman, actually, half of her body before the Sheriff Department find it. I don't particularly like mingling with the authorities, it's not good for my cover, especially given all the questioning and interogation I've been put through since I returned in the summer. I even had a tail put on me for about a month post the interogations, and now there I was about to implicate myself with the death of a woman who was bisected recently. My mother wouldn't have been happy if she heard about that, particularly because she had interogated me even moreso than the cops. Faking amnesia was probably not the very best of ideas, but it would have taken too much effort to set up a fake six year life and it is something that while I could make it convinving enough even for the authorities not to be able to easily disprove, was far less safer than a simple case of amnesia. No one can prove that I don't have amnesia no matter how much they don't believe me, they can only speculate at best. On the other hand, having a biological father who works for the FBI would complicate things for me if I set up a dummy profile, it was possible that he would never stop investigating until he got to the truth somehow.

The amnesia was somewhat verifiable thanks to the worn out and beaten condition I was in when my unconscious body was left outside the hospital, curtousy of the one and only Shado. Of course I don't resent her for it, it was my plan after all. If I arrived at the hospital with a terrible concussion and my body all messed up, then no one would really question a case of amnesia, well, they would but the beat up was very significant mitigating factor. In any case those are the least bothersome issues that I have right now.

The first real issue of concern is the fact that my father bugged my room with hidden cameras. Unfortunately for him, I happen to have a special device that Shado and I invented that I connected to the interior of my door handle. The device has a simple enough function, that is, to send a signal directly to my phone every time my door is opened when I'm not around. Furthermore, there is software installed in my phone that jams all camera feeds within a a thirty metre radius when activated, the software also detects the light bending signature of a camera feed, thereby helping me detect the exact position of the cameras.

I was faced with a very difficult decision following this discovery. The mischievious and even borderline sadistic side of me wanted to move the cameras into my mother's room, just to see how dad would react. Would he pretend that nothing was happening? Would he call my mom and tell her about it, at the risk of his own credibility for spying on his family in the first place? Or would he call me and confront me about it? If he did confront me about it? What would I do, would I play mind games by pretending not to know anything about the cameras, maybe I would act appalled at the very thought of it and threaten to tell mom? Or would I just taunt and torture him about it, dangling the truth right at his face knowing that he couldn't do anything about it without exposing himself? Or would I just use it as leverage to get him to stay away from us? This is something I wanted to do, largely because of Shado's influence on me, however this time around I chose to follow Jao Fei sensei's example, just pretend I haven't noticed anything and simply move my stuff to the guest room because it is more 'preferable and comfortable' to me. This was good because I won't have to explain myself to my dad, I only needed my mother's approval, which I got without question.

In any case, back to the real problem at hand, my new werewolf status. Being a werewolf hasn't been much of a problem to be honest over the first week. I've got exceptional emotional control thanks to my six year training regime and therefore do not need to worry about unexpected transformations. However, I'm not so sure how I'll fair during the up and coming full moon, and I'm worried about the two hunter families that reside in the town. They are very different but equally terrifying if what I've learned from the beastiary is anything to go by.

The Argents are normal humans but with exceptional hunting expertise thanks to their enginuity with traps and weapons. The Grimms don't have much in the enginuity of special weapons and hunting tactics but more than make up for that with their exceptional powers, those being the super senses, super speed, super strength, super durability, and quick recovery. They are special humans mainly because they decend from a great witch and an equally great war general of the 1700s. The witch, General Robert Grimm's wife, Emilia Grimm is said to have used sacrificial magic to forgeit both her life and her witch powers along with those of her descendents exchange for strength and endurance for her husband and his descendents in order to combat against the monsters that terrorised their lands in that era and the eras to come. This is how the general became a heroe who protected his citizens from monsters, typically prefering the use of a scythe and/or a machete to decapitate all of his victims in order to bypass their exceptional healing powers, hence the legend of the Grimm Reaper.

It is therefore fundamental that I learn how to control myself during the full moon before I actually experience one as I'm almost certain that the Grimms and Argents will be patrolling the streets on the night of the full moon and investigating anything that looks even remotely suspiscious. I've done my research and discovered various kinds of wolfs bain. I'm interested in conducting experiments with all of them as I wish to find a way to acquire immunity to all of my weaknesses, and if total immunity is impossible, then at the very least to develop an extremely high resistance. However right now I'm only interested in one of them, that being the wolf's bane known as "Blue Moon".

This type of wolf's bane is not fatal, but rather induces the effects of a full moon on any werewolf that it is used on. Werewolves and hunters both use blue moon but for very different reasons. Hunters typically drug suspects with blue moon in order to confirm their suspiscions. If the suspect is human then nothing will happen, but if the suspect is indeed a werewolf then he will lose his control and transform, prompting the hunter to take out the target. Werwolves on the other hand use this wolf's bane to enhance their powers when there is no full moon. There are various reasons for a wolf wanting to enhance their powers, but two are more common, to fight or to flee from hunters, or other types of monsters.

Right now I'm deep in the woods looking for the various wolf's banes, and I think I have finally found the blue moon. This is a very good breakthrough for me, because this will help me get ready for my first full moon. I can't wait to test it out, there are so many experiments I want to conduct. I'm not going to allow my werwolf status to destroy my life, I'm made of much tougher material than that. Shado always told me that the best lived life is one that is solution orientated as opposed to the one that is problem orientated. I don't dwell on my problems, I'm a solution seeker, like all scientists are supposed to be.

"What do we have here? A cute little teenage boy picking wolf's bane? Who are you and what are you doing here?" A feminine voice sounded from behind Scott, holding a gun flush against the back of his head, Scott remaining still from his crouched position because he could tell from the sound of her heartbeat and the smooth flow of her voice that this was a trained killer.

He'd noticed her sneaking up on him of course thanks to his werewolf senses, but even without them he would have noticed because he was trained too well. However, he'd decided that it was probably best to act ignorant because even if he escaped her she'd be weary of him and possibly wouldn't stop searching for him, and that would be bad if she found him because that would put his mother in danger as well, and he couldn't exactly leave town because he was supposed to be a normal teenager now, normal teenagers do not just up and leave town without telling anybody. No, he needed to play the innocent victim here and hope to get away with it, if he didn't get away with it then he'd just have to take that gun away from her and kill her. She wasn't innocent in his book anyway if she tried to kill him without proof of wrongdoing.

"My name is Scott, I'm just picking flowers and herbs" Scott replied with a nervous tone, a fake nervous tone yes but a very convincing one nonetheless.

"Picking flowers huh? Well I must say Scott, you have very perculiar taste for flowers and herbs." The woman said with a suspiscious tone.

"Ummm...yeah I guess, I'm particularly interested in detoxing agents. I want to join the lacross team and hopefully go pro one day. I need to keep a completely healthy body in order to become the best. You can look in my bag, I've been picking up detoxing agents all day." Scott explained, knowing very well that blue moon did have that effect on the human species thanks to having read it on his beastiary, which was why he had made sure to pick up all manner of detoxing herbs before looking for the blue moon so as to back up his story if he encountered an Argent or a Grimm stocking up on wolf's bane.

"I see. Yes indeed you have a vast array of detoxing herbs in that bag of yours, but from now on I forbid you from picking up this particular herb alright? Do we understand each other?" The woman pressured, pressing the gun harder against the back of Scott's head just to make it clear what would happen to him if he disobeyed her order.

"Yeah sure, I understand, but..."

"But what?" The woman demanded with a threatening undertone.

"Is it okay if I pick up as much of it as I can just for today? Then I promise not to do it ever again." Scott stuttered.

"Hehehe! I can't believe you have the nerve to negotiate with me despite everything? Do you realise that I have a gun ready to blow your brains out? You need leverage in order to enter negotiations kid, what leverage do you have over me?"

"I don't have any leverage, but you also have nothing to lose by entering negotiations. Whether you say yes or no, you lose nothing." Scott countered.

"You really like lacross that much?" The woman asked curiously.

"I like it, but it's not really my be all and end all. I have other options in life, but regardless of which option I take, I do value good health and a strong body." Scott explained, this time not lying at all but telling the truth as it was, even though this truth had absolutely nothing to do with what he was really planning to do with the wolf's bane.

"Hmmm...okay, you've officially earned a little bit of my respect, just a enough for me to let you live, and pick as much of that wolf's bane as you can for today. I like a man who goes after what he wants Scott..." The woman trailed off, as if waiting for Scott to finish the sentence for her.

"McCall, Scott McCall, and thanks Miss..."

"Argent, Miss Kate Argent, but you can call Kate." The woman replied as she reholstered her gun, crouching down right next to Scott so that she can look him directly in the eye, because she really wanted to see what the mysterious young man looked like.

"Oh my, you look even more young and innocent than you sound, and not to mention cute. You're going to break a lot of hearts Scott McCall." Kate replied, the blonde haired beauty turning Scott's head around by the chin and taking a good, long, and even lustful look at the teen wolf.

"Y-you don't look bad yourself, in fact, y-you look incredible, and badass." Scott stuttered, breathing slightly heavily thanks to the very close and personal proximity of the woman in front of him, thanks in part to her sexual appeal but also because of his new animalistic arousal, not to mention wolf pheromone sensing. As a result, Scott couldn't help but to curse himself for not training himself to control this aspect of being werewolf, if he was still human he could have easily controlled his arousal thanks to the training regime that Shado had put him through, after all, assassins had to be able to use seduction to their advantage, not the other way around.

"Badass?" Kate asked with a small chuckle, though unable to avoid the small blush threatening to spread all over her face. This kid was a lot more dearing than she thought, and certainly far less innocent than she thought if he was actually flirting with her so brazenly.

"Yeah, I mean, with the way you dress and the holding a guy at gun point and then immediately flirting with him afterwards. I've only seen stuff like that in badass movies." Scott replied with an awed expression.

"Hehe! So, I'm a movie cliche, is that it?" Kate asked amusedly.

"I was thinking more like, a fantasy come true." Scott replied with a small smile.

"So you have a 'woman with a gun' fetish? Wow Scott, this is really unexpected, but then again, preconceptions are often misleading." Kate said, the blonde bombshell getting on her feat and walking in a direction west of where Scott was crouching.

"Hey where are you going?" Scott asked curiously.

"Follow me. I'll show where you can find a lot more of that blue moon, and other types of wolf's bane." Kate replied as she carried on walking, putting an extra swerve to her movements, smirking at the fact that she could almost literally feel Scott's eyes fixated on her ass.

"Are you coming or not?" Kate asked, looking directly at Scott over her shoulder with knowing smirk, Scott blushing lightly at the realization that she knew exactly what he was doing right now, probably what he was imagining himself doing to her right now as well.

The duo ended up spending pretty much the whole day together, with Kate inexplicably telling him pretty much everything about her family, not directly of course but the way she went out of the way to show him the location of every type of wolf's bane found in Beacon Hills and the heavy implication of the existence of werewolves along with the consequences each wolf's bane had on a werewolf thereto pretty much told Scott everything he needed to know, even if Kate tried to pass it off as mythical family folklore. In any case, if Scott was alarmed or freightened at all by what he was told then he certainly didn't show it, content to just listen and ask questions here and there when he thought it was appropriate to ask, this went on and on, mixed in with a lot of flirting and soft brushing and touching on Kate's part, until it was time for Scott to go home, at which point Kate offered to give him a lift home, but not without making a stop at her house first as Kate wanted him to join her and her family for dinner.

This turn of events made Scott very suspiscious, causing him to wonder if he had been made or not. In fact, the thought crossed Scott's mind that she might want to test if he was a werewolf or not regardless of whether he had been made or not. This prompted Scott to immediately take evasive measures, explaining that he needed to get home early because his mother would get worried, at which point Kate bashed him for being mommy's little baby boy, telling him to grow up and act like a man, ranting about how the world had stopped producing real men a long time ago.

Scott found that he had no choice but to explain his history to her, telling her about how he had supposedly disappeared since the age of 7/8 and how he had subsequently been dropped off at the hospital with a heavy concussion amongst many other injuries, telling her that he had amnesia as a result and that his mother rightfully worried that whoever took him might come back for him.

However, if Scott thought this would dissuade her from taking him back to her house then he couldn't be any further away from the truth, because the mystery and darkness of his past only surved to make her want him even more than she already did. To her, this was the perfect fit, the ultimate fit even. The taboe of a forbidden fruit, in other words, the ephebophiliac behaviour of sexual intercourse with a puberscent individual was one of the ultimate thrills that she had wanted to experience for a long time now, cup in with that the mysterious, dark, and dangerous implications of his past and you almost had the greatest thrill imaginable to her, and that was not even the half of it. The fact that Scott had amnesia meant that he was somehow innocent and unaware of how potentially dangerous a person he was, to her, whether he had sexual experience or not before the amnesia, he was still an innocent virgin if he couldn't remember, an innocent young virgin who's cherry she was about to pop. All in all, in Scott, she was able to find the best of both worlds, and there was no way she was going to let such a thrill pass her by.

'Most importantly, if sex is like riding a bycicle, then he should be good in bed regardless of whether he remembers doing it or not in the past. Should be a nice little experiment.' The depraved huntress thought excitedly.

Two and a half hours Later

"Wow! That was incredible!" Kate exhaled with more than a little satisfaction, in fact, saying that she was satisfied was the almost the same as saying that she was a sadistic and depraved bitch, a massive understatement.

She and Scott had spent the last two hours or so banging each other's brains out nonstop, and he was indoubtedly the best she'd ever had, even better than Derek, which was something really special all things considered. She especially liked that he'd allowed her to take complete control over him by letting her take him in the amazon position, it was her first time having sex in that position and she had to say, it was absolutely and undoubtedly the best position she'd ever had the pleasure of experiencing. The act of reversing roles completely like that, lifting a man's legs over his head or pushing them up against his sides and then pulling his penis back and into herself, fucking him as if she was the man and he was the man, damn, she couldn't think of anything better than that.

'Though I doubt it would have been anywhere near as enjoyable had he not been so flexible and extremely big down there, especially considering his age.' Kate thought appreciatively.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it." Scott replied, kissing the top of her head as he embraced her against his body, the older blonde cuddling up on his chest as she showed a side of herself that he didn't think existed, an almost vulnerable side to herself.

"I thought the amazon position would be the last round, you surprised me there when you flipped me around and started pounding me roughly like that, not that I'm complaining." Kate replied as she delivered a series of kisses all over Scott's chest and neck.

"I had to reclaim my masculinity after you bitched me out." Scott replied with a soft chuckle.

"You didn't enjoy it?" Kate asked worriedly, not that she was worried for him or anything like that, honestly, she was much more worried about herself, because the thought of him or any other future partner refusing to partake in that particular art of sexual intercourse wasn't something she would be able to take very well.

"Oh no don't get me wrong, I definitely enjoyed it, but I just can't let it be the last round you know. It has to end with my masculinity intact." Scott replied.

"Oh my God you're such a typical guy, but I'm glad in this particular case. There are just too many sissy boys nowadays, real men are a breed facing extinction, the media is doing very well in their feminization of men agenda." Kate retorted.

"You have a very strict set of rules regarding what a man and a woman should be." Scott stated matter of factly.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't believe that either gender is superior to the other. There are things that women can do that men can't do, and there are things that men can do that women can't. And then there are things that both can do. That doesn't make either gender superior or lesser to the other, it just means that people must know their roles and play them, otherwise we end up living in an abomination of a society." Kate replied.

"I see. But what about the supernatural? If werewolves and the like exist as you suggested, then what is their role in society?" Scott asked curiously.

"They are abominations that need to be extinguished." Kate said with a firm and unwavering conviction, a strong fire burning in her eyes as she spoke those words, confirming what Scott already suspected, that she probably wouldn't hesitate to kill him the instant she learned about his werewolf status.

"What do you think Scott? What do you think about werewolves?" Kate asked with a piercing look, almost like a soul searching expression etched onto her facial expression.

"I don't like to make uninformed decisions. I'd preferably like to actually see a werewolf first of all before I say anything, and then maybe get a corpse of one or even a living one if it has committed a heinous sin for me to ummm...study and experiment on, you know, so that I can gain enough information to formulate a credible opinion." Scott replied as if he were merely speaking about the weather forecast, however, to Kate Argent, this was something completely unprecedented, in fact, to her, this felt like the equivalent of finding a soul mate. It was clear as daylight in her mind, Scott had the makings of a perfect hunter, and just as importantly, a perfect partner. She'd never thought before that she would ever find such a kind of man, not after searching for so long and kissing so many frogs in the process.

"You know I was actually going to take you home after our little tryst, but now I've changed my mind. I'm going to have to introduce you to my brother, my sister in law, and even my dear niece Allison." Kate said giddily, an almost deranged excitement dancing in her eyes at the prospect of what was to come.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not sure I follow your line of thinking at the moment." Scott said with an inquiring tone.

"Don't you get it Scott? You have the makings of the perfect hunter. You're incredibly smart, healthy, strong, agile, flexible, mature, and you have a solid emotional temperament I haven't seen in anyone other than myself and my father. You don't let emotions cloud your judgement and you respond to situations with a calm and rational aura. Scott! You're the life partner I've been looking for all of my life!" Kate proposed eagerly.

"I never thought I'd say this but you sound like a teenager excited about introducing her first boyfriend to her parents." Scott laughed amusedly.

"Shut up!" Kate retorted, pushing Scott's head against the headboard playfully.

"So...?"

"What?"

"What do you think?" Kate asked anxiously.

"About your marriage proposal?" Scott asked with a raised eyebrow.

"No dum ass about becoming a hunter! And it's not a marriage proposal, it's a dating proposal, though I have to warn you that I'll have my clutches deep inside of you if you live up to my expectations, and I'll torture and torment you if you refuse to even give it a try." Kate said with a dead serious expression.

"You're not kidding are you?"

"Does it look like I'm kidding?" Kate deadpanned.

"Answer one question for me before I give a response, will you indulge me that curtousy?" Scott requested diplomatically.

"What is it?" Kate asked impatiently.

"Why do you hunt werewolves?" Scott asked curiously.

"First of all, we specialise in werewolves but it's not just werewolves that we hunt. We hunt all sorts of supernatural creatures. The family has a code of conduct that which they follow. The code basically means that we hunt those who hunt us, as in us humans. However, I personally hunt for the thrill and enjoyment of it, and also out of curiosity. I like to capture and do some tests and experiments on my prey, and since I'm going to be the one teaching you, you're going to follow my code." Kate explained.

"Don't you think you're taking too much of gamble on me though?"

"Come on now Scott don't disappoint me, have a little confidence in yourself won't you. You're supposed to be the exception of this generation, a real man. Don't disappoint me Scott, disappointment makes me edgy, and I can't be held accountable for my actions when I'm edgy." Kate replied with a threatening undertone.

"I believe you have misinterpreted my words. My concern is not born out of a lack of confidence, but of a rational concern that I believe you shouldn't overlook. I told you before that I am an amnesiac. What do you think will happen if somewhere down the line I start to remember who I was all of those years that I was missing? What if I was a completely different person to the one that you met today? Wouldn't that potentially put you and the whole operation in jeapardy? I mean just look at the scar tissue all over my torso, what do you think caused all of those wounds?" Scott retorted with a healthy dose of logic, anything to get Kate to change her mind without inciting her ire.

"You're obviously not some kind of saint Scott, but your dark past is part of the reason that I want you by my side. I don't want no pussy of a man as my partner. I want someone who is willing to thread the needle between the light and the darkness, the best of both worlds so to speak." Kate explained patiently.

"I guess that kind of makes sense. If I'm to become your partner in this then I need to have the ability to show compassion for human life, and have the capacity to display love, committment, and passion in our relationship. At the same time, given the nature of the job, I also have to have enough apathy and even ruthlessness to not only get the job done, but to be able to live with myself afterwards. You've really thought this thing through haven't you Kate? I'm more than impressed in all honesty." Scott replied with a warm smile.

"So is that a yes?" Kate asked excitedly, already knowing the answer but wanting to hear the confirmation anyway.

"Yeah, I'll do it." Scott replied casually, Kate shouting out a loud 'yes!' and kissing the young teen wolf all over his face affectionately, Scott embracing her closely as her enthusiasm started to rub off on him, though deep down he knew that he was in hot water right now. He didn't for one second believe that he could keep his identity a secret without the collaboration of the other wolf/wolves in Beacon Hills, they'd be able to identify him as a werewolf as soon as he came within a hundred metres of them. He'd need to make contact with them as soon as possible and let them know that he was acting as a double agent, otherwise his circumstancial mission would be put in jeapardy, along with his life as well.

Nevertheless, that was something that Scott couldn't do at that particular time, what he could do however was to grill as much information out of Kate as he could, which is exactly what he did. Needless to say, Scott was horrified by some of the tactics that the Argents used, in particular the sound transmitters, light emitters, and the howling wolf recordings that hunters used in order to trap and capture werewolves.

Scott learned that hunters typically place sound transmitters around a parameter in order to control the direction in which a wolf or wolf pack will run because the sound transmitters cause wolves not only physical pain in their ear drums but also disorientation. Therefore, setting up a parameter of STs before conducting the hunt was one of the best methods hunters used for hunting werewolves.

Light emitters on the other hand are used on arrow tips or in the form of crackers or flash grenades. Whichever object used will emit a blinding flash of light that temporarily blinds a werewolf, thereby using a werewolf's super strong senses against itself similar to how a sound transmitter uses the wolf's strong hearing against itself. Last but not least are the howling werewolf recordings. This method is typically used to trap an omega, particularly one who is not an omega by choice but rather one who is searching for a new pack. The recording is of a werewolf pack that is calling out for any stray werewolves to come and join the pack, this phenomenon typically occurs when a new alpha has risen and is looking to bolster his ranks.

Scott didn't really know whether to feel horrified and scared for his life or to feel blessed and fortunate, after all, how many werewolves, especially new werewolves were able to get inside information like he was about to right now. Scott however wasn't going to just settle for that, oh no, he was going to, and in fact did take it a step further and request for samples of all three of the serious threats to his wellbeing. He was going to expand the parameters of his experiment now, he was going to take it further and not only attempt to attain immunity to all types of wolf's bane, but also to obtain counter measures to sound and light emitters, and also to train his ears to detect the difference between a recording and a live wolf howl. There had to be some sort of distortion to the sound frequencies between a recording and a live wolf howl no matter how small it was, and Scott intended to train his ears to be able to spot that difference.

A counter to the light emitter was already in place as far as Scott was concerned, he'd already trained and mastered the art of fighting with a blindfold when he was still a human without supernatural senses, Scott thought that it would or at least should be much easier to remaster the art with his wolf senses. The ST (sound transmitter) would be the hardest challenge, it was possible that Scott wouldn't be able to adapt his ears to the frequencies, but not all hope would be lost even if that became the case. He would still have two other options, one would be to harness the computer science and technological engineering passed onto him by Shado and the Physical Science and Microbiology knowledge passed onto him by Jao Fei to invent two types of devices, either one that he would implant on his ears to diffuse or buffer the impact of the transmitter or one that, upon activation, would send out it's own counter frequencies to destroy or disable the transmitters around the parameter.

Whatever the case may be, Scott knew that he absolutely had to develop counter measures to these devices and tactics if he had any hope of long term survival, especially in his role as a double agent. It would be impossible to sustain his role if he couldn't successfully pass himself off as a human, and Kate had just willingly agreed to help him to do that by offering to him a copy of the howling wolves recording and some light and sound emitter samples amongst a batch of other weapons such as wolf's bane guns and bullets. The young teen kind of felt bad for using her the way that he was, but he wasn't foolish enough to let his emotions get the better of him, this was a live or die situation and the obvious choice was to live, besides, she'd practically forced him into becoming a double agent anyway, regardless of whether she knew that or not.

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"Okay, I'm tired of playing happy family! Kate, what the hell is the meaning of this?" Victoria, Allison's mom, asked furiously, dropping her fork and knife on the table unceremoniously.

"Why Victoria, I'm not quite sure what you're talking about..."

"Cut the crap Kate! You know damn well what she is talking about? Why did you bring this kid here? And just what...what the hell are you doing sleeping with a what...fifteen, sixteen year old boy?" Chris Argent, Allison's dad, snapped angrily, Allison and Scott, who were ironically enough facing each other at the dinner table exchanging awkward looks as they both shifted uncomfortably in their seats.

Scott was caught in a really unfavorable situation right now, and it all started about an hour back when the rest of the Argent family arrived at the house. Scott had heard them before they even stepped foot out of their cars of course, but not only was he busy pleasuring Kate, who had demanded one more round after their talk, but he couldn't very well stop everything he was doing because after all, how could he explain his super hearing to a werewolf hunter in her own house. He'd therefore had no choice but to carry on with what he was doing, hoping that she would hear them once they entered the house and that she would be the one to ask him to stop. However, that did not play at all the way Scott had hoped it would, even when it was obvious that the family was back even by human standards Kate just continued to urge him on and on and on, seemingly riding on the thrill of being possibly discovered by the family. Unfortunately, it had been Allison who had been asked to call Kate down for dinner, and she'd heard what was going on before she even reached the top of the stairs, immediately turning back and reporting that Kate was 'indisposed'. Victoria, not at all appreciating Kate's indescretion had quickly rushed up stairs, Chris following her in an attempt to stop her but failing miserably as his wife, the leader of their family as per Argent family tradition, stormed into Kate's room and caught the two of them red handed, Scott turning around to find the whole family, Allison included, staring at Kate's and in particular his birthday suit with shock, awe, disgust, and even lust in Allision's case.

Anyone who knew Victoria and Chris very well knew that it took a lot to surprise them, especially when it came to Kate in particular as they had known her long enough to know what a loose canon she was, however, this was just something that was beyond imagination as far as they were concerned, so much so that Victoria could only sputter a few meek words before storming out of the bedroom, only letting Kate know that dinner was ready. Chris left without a word and Allison had already dashed out of there, an overwhelming sense of surprise and heartache taking hold of her heart, as the one guy that she thought she liked at school had turned out to be a complete slut, sleeping with her aunt of all people after flirting with her on every occassion at school, not verbally of course as they hadn't talked much beyond greetings, but the body language and the longing eye contact spoke volumes of the sexual tension between the two of them, she was sure of that because everyone of her friends had noted it just as much as she had felt it. How the hell was she going to face her friends at school if this came out? It was even worse that Kate had practically forced the issue of Scott joining the family for dinner, where he would be sitting face to face with her. She never thought she would hate her aunt as much as she did right now.

"With all due respect, what goes on in my bedroom is none of either of your concern." Kate retorted cheekily.

"It is when the bedroom is inside my damn house!" Victoria snapped, a murderous glare directed at Kate and even Scott himself, Scott fidgetting uncomfortably in his chair as he averted his eyes and tried to focus on ingesting the food in front of him.

"Well what do you expect me to do? Not have sex regardless of the fact that I have no idea how long I'm going to have to be in Beacon Hills?" Kate asked casually, as if she wasn't in any sort of trouble at all, or as if she didn't care one way or the other.

"It's not just about the sex, it's how recklessly loud it was, it's the timing of it, and it's the fact that you not only brought a stranger into our house, but also the fact that it's a boy no older than Allison is, from the same school as her. Do you have any idea how this will impact her social life at school if it ever came out?" Victoria chastised, trying to talk some reason into her juvenile sister in law.

"I'm not ashamed of my actions, and neither should Allison. She's strong enough to handle it, the two of you just need to stop treating her like a baby." Kate argued.

"You don't get to tell us how to raise our child Kate, do you understand me? You're only going to get this warning once, and only once." Chris said with a threatening undertone, Kate for once not having a ready response for her brother, knowing very well just how dangerous he could be when he was in this kind of mood, the 'you've crossed the line this time mood.

"..."

"Scott is not just a regular playmate or sex mate, he's special." Kate said with a more subdued tone.

"S-special?" Allison asked with deep frown on her facial features.

"Look, I don't believe in that love at first site or soul mate type of thing, frankly, I think it's pure nonsense. However...if it were real, then Scott would definitely be my soul mate." Kate replied with a serious expression.

"You think this is some kind of joke?"

"No Victoria, I don't think she's joking. She's actually dead serious about what she just said. Of course, just because she's serious doesn't mean that I don't think she's completely out of her mind." Chris countered with a contemplative/disgusted expression.

"Oh my God I should have known you'd give me that judgemental look. Frankly I don't give a damn what you think Chris, Scott is mine and nothing you do is going to change that. If...no rather, when he meets my expectations of him, we'll make our union official and I will birth his child, and before you start, there's absolutely nothing wrong with that and you know it. I'm operating within family rules, regulations, and tradition. Every Argent has to produce at least on heir and has to choose an able bodied and strong of mind partner who is also compatible as a hunting partner. Scott meets all of those requirements, regardless of his age group." Kate argued, causing the already deep frowns on Victoria and Chris to deepen even moreso, not liking at all the subtle hints that she was giving to Allison about the true nature of the family business.

"..."

"So...Scott McCall is it?" Chris asked rhetorically, deciding now was the time to change the topic, at least until he and/or Victoria could get Kate alone without Scott and Allison around to overhear the conversation.

"Yes sir." Scott replied.

"Do you call my sister 'mam' when you talk to her?" Chris asked, unable to hold back the disgusted look on his facial expression.

"No sir."

"You call her by name don't you?" Chris asked.

"Yes sir." Scott replied simply.

"Then why call me 'sir'? I'm not her father, I'm her brother." Chris inquired again.

"Yes but you're Allison's father..."

"Are you sleeping with Allison too?" Chris asked synically.

"Dad!"

"I'm talking to Scott right now Allison!" Chris said with a no nonsense tone, causing Allison to swallow whatever protest she might have had back down her throat.

"No sir I'm not sleeping with Allison." Scott replied clearly and concisely.

"What so you don't fancy her? You prefer older women Scott?" Chris persisted, Scott along with everyone else wondering where the hell this conversation was going.

"A beautiful woman is a beautiful woman, no matter what age they are." Scott replied matter of factly.

"Is Allison a beautiful woman, Scott?" Chris asked venomously.

"She is sir, very much so." Scott replied honestly.

"..."

"Do you intend to fuck my daughter too...?"

"Dad!" Allison exclaimed indignantly.

"Silence Allison! Don't think for one second that I haven't noticed this...whatever it is that's going on between you and this kid!"

"You mean the sexual tention between the two of them?" Kate asked rhetorically.

"Stay out of this Kate!" Chris ordered authoratively.

"You gotta say though, if God really exists, then he is one hell of an author. An aunt and a niece pining for the same guy? That's one heck of a story, and it just proves that I'm absolutely right about Scott. I mean what other guy have you heard of that had not one but two Argent women all over him. He's the real deal bro." Kate said as if discussing the weather forecast for the day over a cup of tea, Chris and Victoria glaring daggers, scythes, maces, and katanas at Kate right now.

"Okay, that's it. I've had just about enough of this. Kate, I'm going to make a promise to you. If I see this boy anywhere near this house again, I'm going to not only kill him, but I'm going to kill you too. I'm well aware that I probably won't be able to stop your...whatever it is that you've got going on with him, but you will not do it in my house, and not only that but you will be discrete about your relationship. No one from the town and especially from Beacon Hills High School will ever find out about this. I won't let you ruin my child's high school life. Do we understand each other Kate?" Victoria asked rhetorically.

"You're going to allow this to continue?" Chris asked incredulously.

"We don't have a choice, they'll continue to do it behind our backs anyway. We can only hope to manage it and hope your sister excercises vigilance in her discretion, otherwise..." Victoria trailed off with a threatening undertone.

"Okay okay okay. I'll follow your instructions, but I'm not doing it for you, I'm doing it for Allison, and just to be clear, I'm not ashamed of my actions..."

"You're not ashamed? How could you do this to me and then say something like that to me with such an apathetic expression? Are you intentionally trying to hurt me? What did I ever do to you?" Allison exclaimed with a combination of heartache and anger in her tone.

"Allison baby I love you as if you were my own daughter, in fact, you're my daughter in everything but birth. Look, there doesn't need to be any animosity or competition between the two of us. You're my niece so I wouldn't have a problem sharing with you." Kate said with a loving and caring tone, the rest of the family and especially Allison staring at her with gaping maws, eyes so wide as if Kate had just grown a second head or a third eye or something.

"You're...you're sick!" Allison replied with disgust written all over her facial expression.

"What it's not like this is anything new. There are many polygamous relationships in the world and this was a common practise in human history. We wouldn't be the first or the last people to do it." Kate argued vehemently.

"..."

"What do you think about this, Scott?" Chris asked with a condescending tone.

"I umm...is that a rhetorical question?" Scott asked with genuine curiousity.

"No, it's a real question, and I want an answer." Chris deadpanned.

"Well, I really don't know any guy that would say no to something like that, especially when such beautiful women are involved. But, I'd be opposed to sharing a woman with another man if the relationship got serious, you know, like marriage or fiance level, so I'd completely understand if Allison was opposed to sharing her man with anyone." Scott replied truthfully.

"I'll give you credit for your honesty and sincerity, however I do think that you're almost just as out of your mind as my sister, and therefore I'd never allow you anywhere near my daughter. I should hope that she wouldn't degrade herself by becoming any man's second wife." Victoria said with a meaningful look directed at Allison.

"There really doesn't have to be a first or second, we can both be first..."

"That's enough poison from you you venomous snake!" Victoria exclaimed furiously, Kate swallowing her words once again, whether out of fear or respect anyone's guess all things considered.

"Okay fine, I won't say anything else. But whatever happens just remember not to blame me, I'm not the one getting in the way of Allison's happiness, I've made it clear that she can be with Scott if she so desires." Kate retorted, as if those words were enough to absolve her of all guilt and responsibility for the impact of her actions.

"Ahem! Ummm...I think I should probably go home now. I've got fourteen missed calls from my mother, I'm sure she's freaking out. Thanks for the dinner though, it was amazing, you're a wonderful cook Mrs Argent." Scott said in quick succession, the sincerity however unmistakeable as always in his tone and demeanor.

"It's not even seven p.m. yet, I'm sure your mother can wait just a few more minutes. I have some questions for you, about your past." Chris said with a grave undertone.

"Can't we do this another time..."

"We're doing it now!" Chris ordered with a firm tone.

"O...kay..." Scott trailed off with a 'what the fuck' expression.

"This is pointless Chris, Scott has amnesia, there's nothing he can tell you about his past."

"And you think the fact that you're screwing him changes the fact that you've only known him for what...a few a hours?" Chris asked condescendingly.

"I'm just saying, there's no sure case method to disprove his claim. If he's lying then he'll slip up at some point, although even that is a long stretch because he can just easily claim that he's been recalling some stuff recently. It's a pointless endeavor." Kate argued.

"And yet, despite all of that, you're just going to invite him into our circle, into our family?" Victoria asked incredulously.

"My instincts tell me that he's a dangerous guy, but they also tell me that he's an honest and loyal guy. He's not the type to betray his own kind. He's like me in many ways." Kate retorted, not knowing just how right she was, or rather, just how bad it was that she thought that those characteristics would work in her favour.

"I think I've chewed on too much of your bull...of your rubbish for one night. We'll continue this conversation first thing tommorrow morning. And you Scott, I've got my eye on you." Chris said with an accusing finger pointed at the young teen.

"If it will make you feel better bro. Come Scott, I'll take you home." Kate said as she got up on her feet, grabbing and holding onto Scott's right hand firmly as she pulled him away.

"Wait! I just want to say something before we go." Scott said hastily, Allison's head snapping in Scott and Kate's direction with a curious expression, wondering why on earth Scott would want to spend anymore time in that dining room than he already had. Chris and Victoria also had curious looks on their faces, though Scott was sure there was some murderous intent mixed in there somewhere.

"Okay but make quick babe, we still have to get you some of that stuff we talked about earlier before I take you home." Kate urged on, Scott nodding his head in confirmation before taking a long and deep breathe, feeling as if he was about to make a public announcement or something.

"Mr and Mrs Argent, and Allison, I understand your discontent and I'm sorry that Kate and I are the root cause of it. I'm not a very religious person to be honest, however, there is a saying in the bible, that man, man as in humans see only the surface, but God sees right through the surface and into the heart of a person. You might be wondering at this point what I am going on about, and the truth is, I believe that your discontent comes from the fact that you are mere mortals, you are but mere humans" Scott said, taking another small breather before continuing where he left off.

"As man, you are only seeing the surface in regards to Kate's words and actions, and are therefore unable to penetrate and look into her heart, which is why you think that she is crazy, selfish, and inconsiderate. However, if you were to look deeper, if you were to look into her heart, you would find nothing but love and adoration, love and adoration for this family. Mr and Mrs Argent, Kate just told you that she loves your daughter as if she were own, in fact, she even declared that Allison is her daughter in everything but birth. Do you have any idea how deep such a love is? To love someone elses child as if they were your own? Do you understand what that means?" Scott asked rhetorically, dead silence the only response awaiting his question as expected, everyone silently shocked by this revelation, although not getting much time to ponder on it as Scott didn't waste too much time before building on his case.

"It means that if you two were to drop dead today, that Allison would not be on her own, that she'd still have a parental figure to take care of her, to love her just as much as the two of you love her. That's a lot more than most other kids can say, a lot more than I can say. My mother and dad's siblings didn't even help my parents when they were searching for me when I disappeared, and none of my relatives bothered to visit when I was in hospital or when I finally returned home, but you guys can rest easy knowing that Kate would happily make sure that your daughter was taken care of if anything were to happen to you. And you, Allison..." Scott trailed off with a bittersweet smile.

"The same goes for you. Kate can never replace your mother, but in her you have someone who will always have your back. She loves you so much that she would even share her man with you. I know it sounds disgusting at first glance, and maybe it is, I don't know. But there are always two sides to a coin. Perhaps you're only looking at one side of the coin." Scott said with a calm but affirmative tone.

"W-what do you mean?" Allison asked curiously.

"Do you know what happens when two women are married to the same man?" Scott asked rhetorically, Allison shaking her head in the negative.

"The women become sisters, their relationship is elevated from friends to sisters, and in your case you'd be both Nephew/Aunt and sisters, in other words, the bond between the two of you would be taken to a new level. However, that is but only the surface of it. Your children become her children, and her children are your children. Your husband is her husband, and so on. Do you understand Allison? Your aunt didn't suggest a polygamic relationship out of spite or because she wanted to hurt you. To her, it was an expression of love, she loves you so much that she exclusively gave you, and no one else, this opportunity, in order to show you just how much she loves you. Is it crazy? Is it disgusting? Maybe, maybe not. Do you have to except the offer? Of course not, it's your choice. But please don't hate your aunt over this, I'm sure she meant well." Scott concluded, causing Kate to punch him on the shoulder lightly, cursing Scott for making her cry like that, Chris and Victoria, and even Allison unable to help but to note how uncharacteristic it was for Kate to show those kind of emotions. Maybe there was more to this thing she had with Scott than meets the eye after all.

"Anyway, that's all I wanted to say. Goodnight Mr and Mrs Argent, you too Allison." Scott said respectfully, his well wishes greeted only by silence as he turned and walked out of the dinning room hand in hand with Kate.

"So...what do you think?" Victoria asked curiously.

"I still think they're both out of their minds, but maybe only someone like that can ever relate to Kate."

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"What the hell were you thinking! Are you trying to alert the whole town!" Derek whispered harshly.

It had been about a month and a half now since Scott had dinner with the Argents, and it had turned out that Scott didn't have to go looking for the other werewolves in town after all, because Derek had been the one to make contact with him, and according to Derek, there had been only two other werewolves in town, Derek himself and the alpha who had bitten Scott. Of course Scott remembered meeting Derek before, they had met the day that Scott got bitten and in fact Derek had been the one who saved Scott from being killed by the alpha that night.

In any case, the first order of business had been to disclose his status as a double agent with the Argents, though technically Scott wasn't an actual double agent as the Argents had no idea of his status as a werewolf and he didn't share any information about the werewolves in town with them. Derek thought it was a very risky job that Scott had undertaken and even tried to discourage Scott from continuing with the plan, and had become even more vocal about it when Scott told him how exactly he got into it. This is when Derek had been forced to share his own history with Kate Argent, about how the two of them used to be an item and just what kind of person Kate was. Scott appreciated the info, but assured Derek that he wasn't some naïve kid who believed that love would conquer all, that he knew that Kate wouldn't even hesitate to kill him if she found out that he was a werewolf.

In any case Derek had agreed to not approach him in public no matter what happened as they couldn't afford to blow his cover, he'd also agreed that any inside information that Scott could get from the Argents would be vital for their survival as a species. The two of them had come to an agreement, that they would work together in order to find and kill the alpha, Derek because the alpha killed his sister and Scott because the alpha was attacking innocent people, at least, that was the inital reason until they discovered that the alpha was possibly a relative of Derek's because everyone that he was killing was somehow related to the fire the killed the Hale family. That's also around about the time that they discovered that Kate was the mastermind behind all of this.

Still, the fact remained that the alpha had killed Derek's sister, and therefore, Hale family member or not, needed to be put out of it's misery. Anyone who would kill a family member for power wasn't someone that they could rely on, and in fact was a danger to their own survival. Both Scott and Derek were able to agree atleast on that one, hence why Scott had come up with this brilliant plan, although Derek didn't seem to think so highly of it.

The plan was for Scott to steal and make a copy of the genator's keys so that they could access the school after hours. Phase two was for Scott and Derek to set up a parameter of sound transmitters around the school yard, a parameter which they would activate by remote control as soon as the alpha arrived to prevent it from leaving the school grounds. Phase three was for Scott to use the school intercom to amplify his howl, a howl they would use to call out the alpha to the school premises. The transmitters would not only keep the alpha from leaving the school premises but would also cause him pain and disorientation. Scott and Derek would be unaffected thanks to the STBs (sound transmission buffers) that Scott had invented that they had placed inside their ears, devices designed specifically to counter against the sound transmitters.

Scott and Derek were only betas, and therefore should stand no chance against an alpha even if they were to gangbang him, which is why phase four would require the use of light emitters from the Argent inventory in order to blind and further disorientate the alpha. This is when phase five would take effect, in otherwords, when Scott and Derek would take out their guns and shoot the bloodly alpha with guns loaded with tranquilizer and wolf's bane inject bullets. The tranquilizers were meant to put him down, but if it they didn't then at the very least they would slow down his speed and reflexes, the wolf's bane injects were meant to perform a similar fuction, one with more fatal consequences. Scott and Derek would have prefered that the bullets not kill him so that Derek can deliver the final blow and become the new alpha, but they weren't taking any unneccessary risks against such a formidable foe.

"I'm just trying to make sure that the alpha gets the message loud and clear." Scott replied casually.

"You're awfully calm all things considered." Derek pointed out.

"I could say the same thing about you." Scott retorted.

"I've been through a lot in my time on this earth."

"So have I." Scott retorted.

"You don't really have amnesia do you?" Derek asked curiously, though it sounded more like a statement more than anything else to Scott.

"Let's just say you're not the only one with secrets." Scott said off handedly.

"What are you talking about? I don't have any secrets." Derek replied incredulously.

"Sure Derek, you just refuse to answer most of my questions for the fun of it." Scott replied condescendingly.

"..."

"Get ready! He's coming!" Scott ordered hastily, the adrenaline pumping vigorously in their veins as the two betas got into position. It didn't take long for the alpha to arrive just as Scott predicted, the alpha making a dramatic entrance as he leaped a long way above the school walls and into the premises, the ground beneath Scott and Derek shaking as the alpha landed a few feet away from the two betas, leaving quite a visible and big impression on the surface.

"Hello Scott, Derek." The alpha greeted casually, Scott and Derek marvelling at the sheer size and muscle tone on the beast standing in front of them, Derek moreso than Scott surprisingly as far as the alpha could tell.

"I didn't think you'd be able to talk normally in this form." Scott said with a little bit of surprise in his tone and expression, staring curiously at the human/wolf hybrid.

Clearly this thing was a werewolf, Scott could tell that much, however, as opposed to Derek, this thing was far more wolf than human, whereas Derek's transformation was still more human than wolf. If Scott didn't know better, he would have thought that Derek should have been the more evolved and less primitive form of a werewolf, however, the fact that this thing could speak in human language was signigicant evidence that this thing was perhaps a more evolved form of a werewolf, and the fact that it was an alpha perhaps certified the theory as of course becoming an alpha was considered to be an evolutionary step for a werewolf.

"What, did you think I would growl, bark, and howl at you? Honestly, I'm a little bit offended by that insinuation you know, but I'm a fair guy Scott. So tell you what, you come with me and we hunt together as alpha and beta, and all will be forgiven, including the fact that you've somehow been able to resist my attempts to compell you into hunting with me. You'll have to tell me more about that however, I'm curious to know how exactly you've managed to accomplish that." The black furred beast offered.

"That's an interesting offer Mr. Alpha, but I'm afraid Scott and I have a counter offer for you." Derek retorted with a ominous gaze directed at the intimidating form before the two of them.

"Oh? Hehehe! Okay, you boys have tickled my interest, do tell Derek, what prey tell is this so called counter offer?" The alpha asked arrogantly.

"You surrender yourself peacefully, I kill you and become the new alpha, and life goes on for the two of us." Derek said with a murderous expression.

"Alternatively, you can refuse and we can do it the hard and painful way, and just so you know, I'd prefer you choose the latter option." Derek added.

"Oh dear, this is about your sister isn't it? Derek, I hope you understand that I would never kill my own niece intentionally. I've been in a coma for six years, I wasn't myself when it happened, my mind hadn't fully recovered. Derek, it was an honest accident." The alpha explained with false sympathy laced in his tone.

"Hn, you know I like that you think revealing your true identity is supposed to induce some sort of shock or emotion in me. I like it even more that you think we haven't fully investigated the true story of what happened to my sister. You see, Scott and I already know that you and your nurse lured my sister back here so that you can kill her and become an alpha. Yes Peter, I know you killed her intentionally." Derek said bitterly.

"Oh dear. I hope you know how horrible I feel about what I did to Laura, and I hope you know how much more horrible I'm going to feel about having to kill my last living relative...Grrraaaaaaaah!" The alpha, now identified as Peter Hale, roared painfully, falling down on his knees with his hands covering his ears as Scott quickly activated the STP (Sound Tramsmitter Parameter).

"Now Derek!" Scott ordered with urgency, Derek pulling out and throwing two flash bombs right in front of Peter, the flash bombs blinding and disorientating the alpha even moreso than he was already. Scott didn't hesitate either as he'd already pulled his two guns out by the time Derek threw the flash bombs, one with tranq inject bullets and the other with wolfs bane inject bullets, the teen wolf firing in rapid succession at the alpha wolf, emptying both magazines into Derek's uncle faster than he could say the word 'alpha'.

Scott and Derek thought that they had done enough to defeat Peter at this point, having executed their mission with the utmost perfection. However, much to their surprise, Peter was able to release a high frequency howl, one that was powerful enough to destroy all of the sound transmitters. As if that was not bad enough already, Peter didn't seem to be going down or falling asleep as he should have given how much horse tranquilizer he had just received, but instead was getting back to his feet, and he looked absolutely furious, murderous in fact.

"This...is not good." Derek said wearily.

"Yeah, I didn't think we'd end up in the worst case scenario after executing our plan so perfectly. However, do not be intimidated. There's no way that he's at full strength after taking so many direct shots. The tranquilizers will slow down his neural activity, in other words, his speed and reflexes will take a huge hit. His strength will be sapped by all the blood loss as his wounds will not heal thanks to the wolf's bane. His energy levels will also be depleted and his movements restricted by the poisonous effects of the wolf's bane on his organs." Scott explained with an encouraging tone.

"Very clever Scott. This plan is without a doubt your concoction, my nephew is not smart enough to have come up with such a solid and carefully thought out plan. He's more of the gung ho type. Everything you said about the effects of your bullets is also true, however, I'm still strong enough to kill you measly ants even in this condition. You did well to get this far, but your failure to set up a back up plan will now be your demise." Peter said with a confident smirk, which was in all honesty the weirdest thing Scott had ever seen, even weirder than the fact that the beast in front of him was actually engaging him in an intellectual albeit sadistic conversation in nature.

"What makes you think I don't have a back up plan?" Scott asked condescendingly, the smirk on Peter's face disappearing as he watched with a mixture of confusion and curiosity as Scott began to strip right in front him.

"What are you doing?" Derek asked incredulously.

"I'm the back up plan Derek, you should probably stay back for this part of the plan if you want to live long enough to deliver the killing blow." Scott said as he now removed his socks and briefs, leaving only his birthday suit on, as naked as the day he was born, well, except for the pubic and armpit hair, which is something he didn't really have from birth.

"What the hell are you going to do? Seduce him? I'm pretty sure he doesn't swing that way." Derek asked again, his voice dripping with a combination of incredule and sarcasm.

"I thought I told you to get back Derek!" Scott said with a dead serious expression, Derek taking the hint loud and clear this time and quickly moving away from both Scott and Peter's immediate vicinity.

"Just what is it that you...?" Peter trailed off, the words stuck in his throat as he witnessed the most shocking transformation he had ever seen, even more shocking than his own transformation, Scott completing a full wolf transformation, not a hybrid one like Peter, but a full wolf transformation.

This was something Peter had only seen or heard of from one other person, and that was Derek's mother, who was Peter's sister. However, there were clear and visible difference between his sister and Scott, first and foremost, his sister had been an alpha and Derek was just a beta as the yellow/gold eyes suggested, however, even more significant, and more surprising and not to mention terrifying, was the sheer size difference between his sister's wolf tranformation and Scott's. His sister's transformation was that of a normal sized wolf, albeit much much stronger and faster than a normal wolf, Scott on the other hand was gigantic, monstrous even, so much so that he made a an african lion, a tiger, and even a bear look like the pussies of the jungle as opposed to kings and princes of the jungle (think twighlight werewolfs, maybe even a little bigger).

Peter for the first time also realised just how much of an ominous presence black furr provided as he gazed at the teen wolf, but the colour of Scott's furr was the least of his worries right now. The muscle tone on Scott's body was the stuff of nightmares, it was bulk and define at the same time, but the overall shape and size of his body was clearly built not just for strength but also for speed, flexibility, agility, and reaction time, one didn't need to be a biologist, a doctor, or scientist to see that. It was as clear as a full moon.

"Do you still think that you can defeat me in your current condition, Peter?" Scott asked with an ominous tone and expression, both Derek and Peter jumping in surprise when they heard Scott's voice inside their heads, almost like he was inside their minds.

"Do not be alarmed, I can't read your mind or anything like that. It's a one way traffic ability, I can only project my thoughts onto the others, and it's an ability I can only use when I am fully transformed...for now." Scott explained more for Derek's sake than Peter's, because otherwise he would have loved nothing more than to torment Peter with the idea that he could read his mind and therefore predict all of his movements before he can even make them.

"This...this is impossible! I've never heard of anything like this before!" Peter exclaimed fearfully.

"If I were you I'd be more worried about my survival more than anything else." Scott retorted.

"No Scott! There's no need for us to kill each other! Don't you see, the two of us together, imagine what we could do? Imagine what kind of pack we could create. We might even be able to lead a revolution against the hunters! Just think about it, we could be partners Scott!" Peter exclaimed erratically.

"Oh I'm going to do great things alright Peter, I can assure you of that. But I'm going to do it with Derek, not you. You missed your chance when you decided to kill your own niece just for power." Scott retorted.

"Scott just take him out already! He's trying to buy time so that he can recover!" Derek exclaimed, Peter roaring in anger as he quickly charged at Scott, hoping to exploit a momentary distraction to gain some sort of advantage, right arm cocked back as he attempted to cleave Scott's face off. However, much to Peter's and Derek's surprise, Scott was suddenly standing a few feet behind Peter, facing the other way as blood gushed out of Peter's arm, or rather, the stump that used to be his arm, Scott moving so fast that he bit and ripped off Peter's arm faster than either of the Hales could see.

"Your movements and reflexes have slowed considerably, you're no match for me in your current condition. Surrender now and your death will be quick and painless." Scott offered with a condescending tone, spitting out Peter's gigantic arm onto the ground as he turned around to face Peter, who was still facing the other way.

"I...I will never surrender to you!" Peter exclaimed, insanity dancing in his eyes as he ran straight for Derek, Scott assuming that he was either trying to kill Derek or more likely, to capture him and create a hostage situation in order to aid his escape.

Peter, as expected after recent events, didn't even get close to Derek before he was tackled to the ground by the gigantic teen wolf, Scott ripping through the ligaments and tendons on Peter's left shoulder, using said grip along with his hind and left front paw to hold the beast down as he dug his front right paw into the back of Peter's neck. To say Derek was surprised by this turn of events would amount to a massive understatement, never having expected Scott to use such a complicated skill, not only because he was only just over month old as a werewolf, but also because this was an advanced technique used mainly by experienced alphas, Derek also wondering whether Scott was reading Peter's mind or erasing memories, or both. But then again, why would Scott erase the memories of someone who was about to die anyway, that certainly didn't make sense by any stretch of the imagination, which is why Derek concluded that Scott was probably reading Peter's mind, which brought forth the question, what exactly was Scott looking for?

"Your uncle is a treasure of knowledge Derek, a very intelligent man too, albeit sociopathic and psychopathic." Scott said when he finally finished digging into Peter's memories.

"What were you looking for in his head?" Derek asked suspisciously.

"Everything." Scott replied after quickly re-assuming his human form, tossing Peter's unconscious body, which had also reverted to human form, in front of Derek.

"What do you mean?" Derek demanded.

"You've been keeping a lot of secrets from me, things that I not only wanted to know, but needed to know in order to carefully plan our future, in order to keep us safe. I figured that Peter probably knew just as much as you, possibly more than you." Scott replied as he quickly got dressed, putting back all of his clothes and looking as if the very idea of him turning into a gigantic wolf was a very bad joke.

"So what did you learn?" Derek asked wearily.

"A lot, about your family, and other stuff. There are some missing memories though, as if someone ripped them out of his mind. I'm guessing your mother was responsible for that." Scott retorted.

"The location of the nematon. She took it from us when we were young, she said it was too dangerous for us to venture to its location." Derek said with realisation.

"Yes, but she took something else from Peter. Something important, though I can't quite figure out what it is. She did a much better job of erasing this one, she must have been really desperate for Peter to forget about it." Scott replied, unaware just how much he was shattering Derek's image of his mother, portraying a significantly darker version of her.

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"Anyway, I'm going to clean up the umm...crime scene. I have to collect all the sound transmitters and all the bullets and shells, and then I'll have to cover up the blood and make it look like nothing happened. It's going to take a bit of time even for a werewolf. Peter must be dead by the time I return, do you understand, Derek?" Scott ordered with a grave undertone.

"If you read everything in my uncle's mind, then you no doubt know about the alpha pack. Are you still willing to allow me to become the alpha despite knowing what will happen?" Derek asked with a confused and yet curious expression.

"Yes, I trust you, especially after reading Peter's mind. I know what kind of man you are Derek. You're not like Peter, or Deucalion. I'll come up with a solid plan to deal with the alpha pack, just like I did with Peter. With me as your right hand man and advisor, we can win against anyone and anything." Scott declared with conviction.

"Thanks Scott. You're...you're a good friend." Derek replied with a humble tone, the word 'friend' so unfamiliar to his tongue that it took a great effort for him to get it out of his throat.

"You too Derek." Scott replied as he disappeared in a burst of speed, looking to clean up the mess that they made as quickly as possible.

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"Who the hell are you guys? And what have you done to Derek?" Scott asked with a harsh tone, a deep frown etched on his facial features.

He'd just finished cleaning up the area, picking up the last few sound transmitters on the other side of the school, that's when he heard the commotion all the way from the other side thanks to his werewolf hearing, but by the time he arrived Derek was already incapacitated, a metal rod rammed right through his chest and into the ground. What was perhaps even more surprising was the fact that it was a girl who seemed to have defeated him, although judging by the fact that Derek was stabbed from behind, then it was possible that a sneak attack was used, which made the scene even more bizarre as far as Scott was concerned. After all, shouldn't Derek's werewolf senses mean that sneak attacks were near impossible? What the hell was wrong with him?

"Oh lookie , what on earth do we have here? A cute little werewolf boy." The beautiful and slightly older redhead replied with a taunting tone, holding the still alive Peter from behind with her claws sunk deep into his throat.

"Derek what the hell! Why is Peter still alive? And who are these people?" Scott asked furiously, completely ignoring the redhead's taunting remarks.

"I...I'm sorry Scott, I hesitated." Derek breathed out painfully, Scott cursing himself for not sticking around long enough to pressure Derek into killing Peter, of course it would have been difficult for him to kill his own uncle no matter what he had done, especially considering the fact that they grew up more like brothers because of the relatively small age difference.

"Ouch! That's gotta hurt, the little kid ignoring you like that." The third women, the one who's hands were free, said with an amused tone, spotting long black hair with dark eyes and a slightly narrow but beautiful face, a mischievious glint in her eyes to go along with the playful smirk etched on her facial features.

"Don't start with me Ruby!" The redhead replied with a threatening tone.

"Hey come on now guys no need to fight amongst each other." The girl who was holding the metal rod said peacefully, even though her tone was much to casual and carefree to be taken seriously, her strange accent also making it hard to tell if she was serious or not. She is a shoulder length brunette with dark eyes just like Ruby, except spotting a more full and rounder face as opposed to her compatriot.

"That goes for you too Meg." The redhead chasticed, clearly a very strict individual if first impressions are anything to go by, and obviously the leader of this little group of betas, probably the strongest too.

"Okay so I'm assuming carrot top over there is your leader."

"That would be the correct assumption, little boy. My name is Abaddon." The beautiful redhead, now identified as Abaddon replied as she ripped out Peter's throat, Peter dying long before his body hit the surface.

"And I'm the alpha now." Abaddon continued as her eyes turned from deep blue to bright and glowing red, her visage appearing to be more terrifying and yet even more appealing at the same time.

To say Scott was concerned at the moment was an incredible understatement. As if it wasn't bad enough that there were werewolves in town that he didn't know about, their leader had to go and take Peter's life in Derek's place and become the new alpha. Who knew what she was going to do with that kind of power, who knew what she was planning to do to them? Scott didn't know whether he wanted to pull his hair out or beat the stuffings out of Derek for this royal screw up, probably the only reason he wouldn't take out his anger on Derek was because he suspected that he himself was partly responsible for this screw up, after all, it was his idea to amplify his howl using the intercom speakers at school, these werewolves could have been passing by and only came to the school grounds because they heard his howl for all he knew.

"That's good for you Abaddon..."

"Queen Abaddon!" The narcacistic redhead beauty rectified.

"That's good for you Queen Abaddon but could you maybe release my friend so that we can go our seperate ways." Scott replied diplomatically.

"Oh my, this one is a little slow on the uptake isn't he?" Meg said with a taunting smirk.

"Don't underestimate him. The two of them just defeated an alpha on their own and given how easy it was to take this one out, then it's possible that this kid is the stronger of the two." Abaddon warned.

"The alpha had bullet wounds all over his body, wolf's bane laced bullets too. It's not like they overpowered the alpha or anything, at least not before slowing him down with gun shots." Ruby argued intellectually.

"If all we can do is speculate, then it is better not to take chances. Vigilance must be excercised at all times, our survival depends on it." Abaddon ordered authoratively.

"Ay, my queen." Ruby submitted.

"So, how about it?" Scott asked again.

"No." Abaddon said matter of factly.

"Why?" Scott asked simply.

"I've decided to build my headquarters here in Beacon Hills. I will build my werewolf army and then expand from here. Eventually I intend to take the war back to the hunters. The hunter will become the hunted. Queen Abaddon will rule over all humans, hunters, and monsters." The redhead declared with pride and confidence.

"You're delusional. You...you'll never accomplish what you're trying to do. You'll just get a whole lot of werewolves killed." Derek breathed out in between a fit of bloody coughs.

"Don't underestimate us. Queen Abaddon, Meg and I are childhood friends, we grew up in the same orphanage. Queen Abaddon has successfully protected us since were children, she has never failed us nor do I believe that she ever will. She is the strongest and smartest person that I know. Besides, we know exactly what we're doing, Queen Abaddon is ex military, I'm ex FBI and Meg is a former CIA official. We were well accomplished and skilled humans in the past." Ruby explained.

"So you guys were turned just like me. But if so then how long ago? And what happened to your pack?" Scott asked curiously.

"It's been three years now. Our pack was killed off by a unit of Grimms, including our alpha. We've been on the run since then. But no more running, this is the beginning of new things to come, the beginning of a revolution." Abaddon declared charismatically.

"And what if we refuse to join?" Scott asked with a curious expression.

"Then you are a traitor to the species and you will therefore die by my hand." Abaddon declared.

"You really think that you're the queen of the species?" Scott asked incredulously.

"How do you think the first kings and queens came to be in human history? Some of them were chosen by the people because of their heroics I'll admit, but most of them ruthlessly and violently took their rightful place. In this world, you have to fight for you place in life little boy." Abaddon retorted.

"My name is Scott." Scott finally announced, seemingly tiring of the 'little boy' tag.

"Nice to know, little boy." Abaddon replied with a sadistic smirk, causing Scott to roll his eyes in exasperation.

"Listen, I'm not opposed to the idea of a werewolf military unit, in fact, I myself was planning on forming such a unit. However, that doesn't mean that we must start a full blown war. A lot of innocent people will be caught in the crossfire and a lot of werewolves will die in the process. For all you know, one of your two closest friends might die if you start a war."

"All three of us have unanimously agreed on this. We're all willing to put our lives on the line for the greater good of the werewolves, and what's the point of building up a military if we're not going to use it?" Abaddon retorted.

"I'm not saying don't use your army, I'm only suggesting that war be the last resort. An army can be used for many other puposes. It can be used for information gathering, covert missions, and it can be used to dispense of pending threats. For example, you could draw up a code of conduct for the wolf soldiers to follow just like the hunters have their own code. Some hunters operate above and beyond that code, they break the rules set out by their predecessors. You could have wolf unit dispose of scum like that." Scott explained patiently.

"You mean like a wolf law enforcement unit? Like the werewolf version of the police, or a werewolf FBI unit?" Meg asked curiously.

"Something like that. Of course, it can function as an army if outright war becomes inevitable. I'm not opposed to that, all I'm saying is that war shouldn't be the only option, nor should it be the first option." Scott countered.

"What do you think, Meg, Ruby?" Abaddon asked curiously, now becoming a lot more intrigued by the little boy standing before her, no, rather, the young man standing before her.

"I think it's a good idea." Meg said with a thoughtful expression.

"She's right. It's not a bad idea at all." Ruby said, Abaddon spotting a contemplative expression before replying to Scott.

"What about werewolves that don't agree with this phylosophy? What about werewolves who want war?" Abaddon asked curiously, already in her mind believing that any wolf who defies the queen needs to die but curious nonetheless to hear Scott's opinion before she decides whether to let him live or die.

"First of all, I disagree with your idea to kill anyone who doesn't want to join your army. I understand killing off those who defect from the army, because they will pose a direct threat to the intergrity and secrecy of the operation, however, killing those who don't want to even join in the first place will cause even more problems." Scott replied.

"How so?" Abaddon inquired.

"Because it means that a great number of your soldiers will not be loyal to you but will join only out of fear for their lives. This means that these guys would readily give information away if they were captured and tortured, or threatened with immediate death by the hunters because they not only lack true loyalty to you and your cause but are also willing to do anything to preserve their own lives. Secondly, some of them might bare a deep seated resentment for you and consequently conspire to dethrone, sabotage, or outright kill you. Thirdly, this negative aura that they carry might spread to those that were originally loyal to you and the cause. That is why my opinion would be that you carefully scout out werewolves based on their background and characteristics to determine what kind of men and women they are before appraoching them, thereby increasing the chances that they will not only accept the offer but will also be loyal to you and the cause." Scott explained.

"Okay Scotty..."

"It's Scott, not Scotty." Scott cut in irritably.

"As I was saying, Scotty..." Abaddon repeated, putting special emphasis on the name this time before continuing where she left off.

"I, Queen Abaddon have heard your appeal, and have but one more question before I make a true and final decision." Abaddon declared.

"What is it?" Scott asked.

"What of the werewolves who are not part of the military unit, but their actions threaten to cause war or endanger the wellbeing of other werewolves? What do we do with them? And what about other monsters Scott? I told you, my ambition spreads far beyond just conquering werewolves, I want to become queen of all the species." The ever narcisistic Abaddon declared.

"You best create specially made prisons for werewolves and establish a codified legal system, you know, to decide which crimes warrant how long a sentence and which crimes warrant execution. As for other monsters, I think you should think about that when you get there. You have to take things one step at a time in order to realise your dream. Something that big can't happen overnight." Scott replied.

"I understand Scotty, and I think you're absolutely right. That's why you're going to be my right hand man. I will be the Queen and you will be my right hand man. Derek, will join Meg and Ruby as the Demon Queen's Knights Of Hell, and the three of them will also surve as the three war generals in war time. Congratulations Scott, you are now second in line to the throne and you serve as my personal advisor and confidant, along with the Knights of Hell."

"Knights of Hell? That's kind of corny isn't it?"

"Shut up and bow before your queen, all of you!" Abaddon ordered authoratively.

"I never said I was joining you."

"You either join or you die Scotty. Your choice."

"I thought we were going to get rid of the 'or die' clause." Scott said with an inquiring tone.

"No Scotty, that part remains. However I will take your advice and take due deligence in my selection of operatives. We'll look for the most qualified and most likely to sympathise with our cause, thereby reducing the chances of rejection significantly. We'll even go out of our way to convince them to join and give them ample time to consider the offer. However, if they ultimately refuse, they will most likely die." Abaddon replied.

'She's one crazy and sadistic bitch, but at least we've made progress.' Scott thought with a mental roll of the eyes.

"Okay, I guess I have no choice. I do have a condition though." Scott replied.

"What is it?" Abaddon asked irritably.

"I'm sort of a double agent, so I'm going to need my status as your right hand and advisor kept secret. The five of us are the only ones who should know that I'm even a part of the pack." Scott requested.

"What do you mean by you're a double agent?" Abaddon asked with a deep frown.

"I've been recruited by the Argent Family Of Hunters. I'm currently undergoing training to become one of their members, and I'm technically engaged to the Matriah's sister in law. They don't know that I'm a werewolf though, which is why I need my status to remain a secret." Scott explained, Abaddon giving Scott a loud round of applause, an intrigued look etched onto her facial features.

"You are one brilliant and crazy son of a bitch you know that Scotty. I can't describe with words how turned on I am right now. This is good Scotty, this is very good." Abaddon said excitedly.

"I guess that explains where you got the hunting weapons you used on that poor alpha." Meg said with realisation.

"Yes well, we had to use every conceivable advantage to defeat Peter." Scott replied.

"Okay Scotty, let's exchange numbers you and I. I want you to keep me updated at all times about Argent activity. I want to know when they eat, when they pea, when they sleep, and even when they poop. You got that Scotty?"

"You're not going to stop calling me that are you?" Scott asked irritably.

"No Scotty, I won't." Abaddon replied, causing Scott to sigh in dismay.