Wolves Of War:

The Re-Write

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: So, originally, I was gonna do a sequel to 'For The Want Of Tweezers' that involved Nolan/Gabe mind torture to get them to stop antagonizing the Pack for Monroe/Gerard's cause. But then I watched the finale and while I enjoyed it for the most part, I felt a re-write was needed and ignores Scalia Romance along with the whole Jackson/Ethan thing cause to me, that felt more forced then Scalia. Might get one or two things wrong as I'm working from mainly memory on this one where scenes are concerned and some things will definitely be AU in some areas.

And to a guest reviewer on 'Wolfish Possibilities' if he or she reads this fic, I'm gonna end up seeing what you're doing as badgering if you don't let up on the TW/LoT thing. That will happen when I get around to it. But it won't happen if you keep on about it. Also, I was originally gonna have this be one long one-shot, but I figured it'd be more fun to have as a multi-chaptered fic that a good portion of has already been written. Now, let's roll on!

"I'm gonna tell you a story." Began Scott McCall in the living room of his mother's house.

Surrounded by his many friends and the mother of his child, his wife, Kira McCall-Yukimura. "Maybe it'll sound familiar to you. There was this kid, 16 and alone, running for his life." Continued the Alpha and father as he looked down at a shaggy haired sweaty teenager sitting in a chair.

"He couldn't see them, but he could hear them getting closer. They had crossbows and guns cause they were hunting him. For him, it all started the night of a Full Moon. Something came at him and bit him. And it changed his life. Actually… It changed everything."

The teen in the chair definitely felt like the story was way too close to his own for comfort as he looked up at the Alpha and those around the two of them. "What's your name?" Scott asks of the kid.

"Alec.."

"Did I get it right, Alec? Is that what happened to you?" A small nod was his reply.

"Now… I've got my own story, kinda like yours at the beginning but it ended up having parts I didn't expect. People that I thought would be with me forever." Here, he paused, thinking briefly about Allison, about Erica, about Boyd, about Deucalion, and so many others.

"Those I thought would be with me forever, were the ones I lost. And the ones I never thought I could trust, would turn out to be the ones I ended up having my life saved by." Scott shared looks with Argent, Derek, Ethan, and Jackson.

All of whom smiled and nodded at him in return. He then looked back to Alec. "They've managed to save my life more then once. We've all got stories, what's yours?"

Alec swallowed back the grief that threatened to come out of him. "All mine are dead..." He answered quietly and clenching the hearts of those present.

"But you're not." Scott told him adamantly, even placing a hand on his shoulder.

"You're with us now." Mason declared strongly.

And despite himself, Alec felt comforted by that as he looked at Mason before looking to the Alpha. "So… What happens next? Your story? How does it end?"

His question took Scott down memory lane to the night the war with the Hunters and the threat of the Anuk-Ite was stopped. When gunfire rained down upon them at the dock where he and Malia had been at with Deucalion in order to learn how to blind against the Anuk-Ite.

Several Years Ago

Scott, Malia, Lydia, and Peter are all hiding behind whatever they can as Monroe's Hunters are shooting at them with their guns. Never stopping as they did so in order to kill their targets as Monroe watched on from the side of her Suburban. Eager for death and not caring at all over how young several of those she's trying to kill are. For they are monsters and monsters deserve but one thing. Death. Death, and nothing more. "MALIA!" Yelled out Scott in fear and worry for his friend.

Who'd been by his side through a lot of things and was his strongest supporter at his best and worst moments. Even when she wanted to leave for France as in his view, she deserved the chance to leave for awhile. A part of him had the suspicion Kira had Malia looking out for him so strongly but honestly didn't mind it one bit if that was the case as he valued her friendship and support a great deal. He was broken from his thoughts when he noticed a Hunter arrive and take aim at him. Causing his eyes to widen in alarm when a very familiar Jeep showed up and sent the guy away. Surprising Scott to see Stiles! "What? Didn't think you were doing this without me, didja?" Asked the FBI Agent in training cheekily.

"Without us?" Came Derek Hale's voice and gaining an eyeroll from Stiles while Scott continued to be surprised even more.

Especially when Cora, Isaac, Noshiko, Ken, and Braeden appeared with smiles in Scott's direction! Derek then launched himself into the air as he went after more Hunters while those who arrived with him chose not to do the same and just ran at their opponents. Giving Scott, Malia, Lydia, and Peter a chance to finally fight back. Seeing how things were going, Monroe quickly hauled ass with her few remaining Hunters before Scott and his friends could go after her. Not that this kept Braeden from using her shotgun on the departing Suburban of course. As things began to calm down, Stiles came up to Lydia with an unhappy expression on his face. "I can't believe none of you told me about this. Not a word, not a single word."

Lydia refrained from rolling her eyes at her ex. "We had reasons, really good reasons I might add. Besides… Would you have answered the call if it was me calling?" She asked him reasonably.

Knowing he more than likely wouldn't have since she had chosen to break things off with him two weeks after he left for Quantico. As she had belatedly come to realize she didn't want to be the kind of person that was a bitch who dated their best friend's ex. That might have been the old her, but she had changed from that person and had no desire whatsoever to bring old her back. Naturally, Stiles hadn't taken it too well and had refused any contact from her. Thinking her line of thought made no sense at all. Letting out a sigh, the pale FBI Agent in training conceded to her point as he and the others came over to where Scott and a bleeding Deucalion were. "Ge-Gerard… What he, he fears most. That he can't… That he can't beat you." Got out the dying man once known as the Demon Wolf as he stared seemingly at nothing.

He then stared at Scott as blood came out of his mouth. "And, and he knows it." Declared a smiling Deucalion with his last breath.

Everyone present, even Cora despite her issues with the former Blind Alpha, bowed their heads in respect for the fallen Wolf as Scott gently closed the man's eyes. Hating the senseless loss of the man with every bit of his core. "Its really started, hasn't it?" Malia asked as tears came down her face.

Sure, she might not have known the man all that well, but his loss was none the less still hard to take in. "What's started?" Wondered Stiles.

Malia looked at him, wondering if her ex could really be that dense as it was clear as day. "All out war." Answered the girl bluntly.

"Uhh, wouldn't that be a bit of an over reaction?"

"Considering all we've been through recently? No." Malia told him shortly with a glare and making him take a step back with his hands up.

"Fair enough."

Scott paid none of this any attention as he gave a silent prayer for Deucalion despite the fact he wasn't much for praying. He then stood up with a heavy sigh and looked all around him at those with him until his eyes fell on Derek. Hardly believing that he was there in front of him. "What the..." Began the Alpha as he came to the older man and shared a hug with him.

A man who he had a rocky start with but eventually came to see as a brother after everything they had gone through since the night he got Bit. Peter sighed and cleared his throat a bit uncomfortably at the touching reunion scene and spoke up while Cora came up to Stiles' side and grabbed his hand. "As much as I enjoy the impromptu family reunion, what are you doing here?"

Derek looked to his Uncle as he pulled away from an emotional Scott. "I found a Pack slaughtered in Brazil and came across two words written in blood on a wall where that Pack was. 'Beacon Hills'."

"So he got us rounded up and hauled ass for here." Piped in Cora helpfully.

"You came back for Beacon Hills?" Scott wondered curiously and gaining a look from Derek.

"No, I came back for you."

Isaac nodded in agreement. "We all did."

Never had Scott felt more grateful for everyone there with him. Especially those who had just shown up and let it show on his face. The moment was ruined unfortunately when Gerard's voice could be heard over Stiles' CB radio that instantly had the Pack going for the Jeep and surrounding it as Scott grabbed the speaker piece. "Blood and destruction. Deadly objects so familiar. All pity choked with custom of fell deeds. Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge. With Ate by his side come hot from Hell. Shall in these confines with a Monarch's voice."

Static could be heard after that before the old man spoke up again. "Do you know the rest, Scott? Do you know your Shakespeare?"

"Cry Havoc! And let slip the dogs of war." Answered Derek for his little brother with a scowl on his face.

"War indeed. Welcome back, Derek! You must all be feeling rather nostalgic."

Isaac shook his head. "Not sure nostalgic would be the right word to use…"

"Are you pleased with the family reunion I've gathered around you, Scott?"

"Why don't you come join us so I can thank you in person?" Requested Scott angrily.

But the old man continued on. Horrifying them, Lydia especially, over his revelation of having Jackson within his grasp and using some electric shock treatment on him. But it was clear to the Pack that Jackson wasn't quite willing to take it in silence. "You can find him at the Armoury, Scott. As a matter of fact, I'll tell you where all your friends are at the moment. Such as that Hellhound of yours… Who had a little bit of trouble while responding to a call at Eichen. And you may want to go ahead and call your mother, Scott. Call and tell her to skip her shift at the hospital tonight as young Liam and his friends are about to face a little trouble of their own. They are certainly optimistic, I'll give them that. But its woefully ill-advised. Your father was also of the same view as he wanted to enter the fight but didn't get too far unfortunately."

As he spoke and sounded ever so smug, Scott and the others were gradually getting angrier as the old man continued to talk. Scott could even be seen squeezing the speaker piece quite hard enough to break it. "This is how you wage a war, Scott. A strategic positioning of your army against theirs. In this case, mine against yours and I do believe I have the advantage of numbers on my side. And its why you will come to me. Oh, I'm certain you will try to save as many as you can in the doing and perhaps save a few. But it will further limit your resources and I imagine those are already spread quite thin, hmm? Ultimately, you will fail. The dogs of war, Scott. They're coming for you." Static is then heard, signifying that the man was done speaking with them. And no one was pleased with what they heard either and Scott's eyes were glowing an angry red as he tried to calm himself down before he did something he'd regret.

Author's Notes: Hope you all enjoyed the first chapter!