AN: Hey everyone! Sorry for the long delay. I had a HUGE case of the writers block. But to bring myself out of it, I tried sitting down and writing a story that I never completed. And it worked! So, here is the first chapter to the story, "Temptation", that I didn't finish on my old profile, "Jayciefer". But I completely redid this one!
Summery: Temptation has two definitions. A desire to do something especially wrong or unwise and a thing or course of action that tempts someone. After joining the Pack, Scott McCall finds nothing but temptation. From the beautiful Isaac Lahey, to the trill of knowing that there will be a never boring moment in his life again. The only problem now, was deciding if either one of those was wrong or unwise, especially considering Isaac's dark past and the haunted look in his eyes.
Main Pairing(s): Scott/Isaac (obviously)
Minor Pairings: Derek/Stiles, Boyd/Erica, Ethan/Danny, Jackson/Lydia/Aiden
Chapter One
The Cry Of My Body For Completeness.
That Is a Cry To You.
Mary Carolyn Davies
Scott supposed things could be worse, but right now it felt like fate had it out for him. Scott was walking down a alley, in the middle of the night, the rain pouring down heavily on him. Hell, almost blinding him. Scott cursed himself for following the e-mail, wondering if the others would have waited till tomorrow night if he had asked him to. Scott was wearing a black hoodie with the hood drawn up and a pair of jeans. His shoes were drenched, and Scott wondered if was a little taller since he felt like he was practically floating in them.
Scott and his mother weren't exactly poor...At least, not for now. His father had just died a few months ago, but already there was a drastic change. They had to move to a smaller house instead of the mansion they lived in, and Scott's mom was forced to pick up as many extra shifts at the hospital as she possibly could to make up for the financial lost. Scott admired that about his mom. After finding out that her husband was dead, she didn't mourn. Although, being a abusive asshole, he was still the man that she had laid with when they were younger and things were different. Scott had expected to have to be there to pick up the pieces. But, as always, his mom surprised him. Showing how strong she was, she just ignored everything accept the tasks that she had to do. She took his death in stride, and tried her best to not show it in front of Scott how his death affected her.
Scott had offered to his mom to look for a job, but she had threatened him that she'd ground him if he did. She explained that she wanted Scott to do everything better this year. School...Lacrosse...She wanted the death of her abusive husband to be a new start for them, both of them. And as much as Scott loved his mom, he couldn't do it. He couldn't watch as she slowly withered away from the long hours at the hospital, as the light in his mother's eyes dimmed thanks to all the accidents she had to try to save.
Well, Scott was done. Not only was he going to be a better student, but a better son. He was going to take control of his life for once, and show everyone what he was made of. Scott knew his mom knew practically everyone in town, so getting a legitimate job was out of the question. And then, he saw it. The e-mail in his inbox of his e-mail, telling him of Derek Hale and how he wanted him in his Gang. He said that the Gang called themselves the Pack and that they were a tight nit of people and dangerous jobs would be expected. He also said that Scott's main job would be a Guard/Hitman, something that he thought he'd do well with his self-defense lessons (something that Scott wanted to know how Derek knew about those). And then he told him the pay, and needless to say Scott was instantly attached.
So here he was, arriving for his first day of 'work'. The Head Quarters as they called it, was located in the outer forest part of Beacon Hills. Which was okay with Scott, considering it meant he was further away from his mom. He stopped as he reached the mansion they told him to come to, frowning as he started walking up the steps. The steps groaned, only making Scott more and more anxious to be around more people. He raised his hand, planning to knock, when the door seemed to open itself slowly. Creepy, Scott thought as he pushed the door open more.
The living room was old and worn. But at the same time, it was homey. It was obvious that it was old, as there was dust on everything, but the old fashion furniture still managed to look comfortable and nice. Scott moved further into the room, his eyes unconsciously looking into every shadow. "Hello?" he called out, although he doubted anyone would answer him. After all, it seemed almost as if no one was here.
A shadow on the far wall was the only warning Scott got, before he found someone with their arms around his neck. He gasped as his hands went up to the figure's scrawny feeling arms, his eyes narrowing as his classes came into play. He brought his leg up and smashed it into his attacker's toe, noting that when the figure cursed it sounded more male then female. When the man's grip loosened, Scott tightened the grip on the attacker's arm before flipping them over his body, smirking as he he landed on his back with a groan and Scott bent down to get a better look at him. Scott blinked a little, surprised to see that the other person was wearing a mask and a pair of black jeans and a black shirt. Was it a robbery? Could Derek possibly not even be real.
"Pay attention," It took him a moment for him to realize that it was his attacker who spoke, and the moment he did he was met with the male bringing his leg up over his body and into Scott's head. Scott stumbled back a little, watching as the other gracefully got up. He narrowed his eyes, seeing the man's eyes narrow back.
"Who are you?" Scott demanded, but the other just ignored him and came at him again. Scott dodged a fist to his jaw, and he blocked one that was going for his stomach. "You're good, although I can tell you haven't had any training." Scott said, before gasping as the other brought his knee up to knee him in the stomach. Scott doubled over, and he quickly caught the knee that was being brought up to slam into his face. He used all of his effort to push the other back, causing him to stumble back.
"I suppose he will do. What do you think, Derek?" Scott's eyes narrowed at the man again, wondering what he was talking about. Before Scott could question it, however, the door behind him shut with a loud bang. He turned around, and was a little shocked to see the guy who looked the exact same as the guy in the picture that Derek had sent him. So, Derek was real after all.
"I think he can be better, although with the training I'll give him he might wish he'd never replied to my e-mail. Now, Isaac, please take off the mask." Scott was a little shocked by Derek's deep voice, and shook his head a little. Derek was wearing a tight grey shirt and pants, simple yet he looked like a God in them. Scott turned towards his attacker, watching as he reached up to take off his ski mask. The first thing Scott noticed was the mess of dirty blonde hair that was tangled on top of the male's head. The next thing he noticed was how blue the male's eyes were. But they weren't your average blue. No...they were ice blue. As if someone who had a hard, long, terrible past.
"I agree," 'Isaac' said with a smirk, and Scott narrowed his eyes at him. After graduating high school last year, he could have sworn he saw someone who looked like a exact image of this man walking up and getting his diploma, even though Scott never had a class with him. "Whoa, down boy," Isaac said, and Scott just then realized he was glaring.
"Scott, feel happy. You just passed mine and Isaac's test." Derek said with a smirk as he moved forward. He went and sat on the couch, Isaac joining him as they gestured towards the seat across from the coffee table in front of them. "Please, take a seat." Scott did as they told, still watching the two of them cautiously. "In the Pack, we want nothing but the best. We had to make sure that you could fight well by yourself, before we fit you into the pack and a group dynamic. After all, a team is only as strong as it's weakest members," Derek said.
"We are trying to...expand, so to say," Isaac took up after Derek paused. "We have many areas that the police don't know about. We have about four main ones, however. Drugs, prostitutes, street racing, and selling weapons. I am head of the drugs, as well as a participant in street racing. That is something everyone in the Pack does, and we'll teach you soon." Isaac said.
"I lead the weapons dealing. I have strong connections with many powerful people that cover my back. You will have quite a bit of interaction with me, although your main job will be more centered around Isaac." Derek said and Scott tilted his head in confusion. "Isaac has been making the drugs and selling them by himself. When he has to go out by himself, he's vulnerable. He's a decent fighter, but not the best. And there has been talk about another gang moving here," Derek said, looking Scott in the eye. "Your job, if you join us, will be to act as a body guard to Isaac."
"We have four other members, although two of them are out of town. Erica controls the prostitutes, and Boyd leads the street racing. If you join us, you'll meet them. They wanted to come tonight, but I told them one person knowing the face of more then half the Pack was dangerous if they decided to not join." Derek said.
Scott looked between the two, although his gaze stayed on Isaac for longer. The two of them seemed to take this seriously...and Scott wouldn't mind being Isaac's personal body guard. He didn't believe in love at first sight. It was stupid. But looking into Isaac's cold eyes, he imagined them covered in a layer of lust while he thrusted into the taller boy...Oh, he'd guard the other one alright. And enjoy doing so.
"I'll take the job on ONE condition," he said, and he saw both Derek and Isaac raise a eyebrow. "My mom, Melissa McCall, does not get triffled with. No matter what she does, she will not be harmed." He said, and the two others nodded.
"We can do that," Isaac said. "Are there any other questions?" He asked.
"Yes. You said there were four others. Who are the other two?" He asked curiously and Derek smirked.
"We'll let that be a surprise for you. So, Scott McCall, are you going to take the Bite and join the Pack?" Scott looked at Derek's outstretched hand, a thoughtful expresion on his face before he nodded and took Derek's hand in his.
"Welcome to the Pack, Scott."
Isaac's words rang in his ears, even as he was walking home.
So, that's chapter one! Anyone care to review? And while you're doing that, you should try to guess the other two members of the pack! I bet you won't guess who it is, even though it probably is obvious. -snickers- I even have a poll on my profile if you'd rather do that! Also, remember. I draw inspiration from the reviews I get. In other words, no reviews equals no inspiration to continue!
Anyways, bye you guys!
Ace Stone
