Chapter 1- Blind Moon
He'd lost a lot. His ideal pack had been defeated. Kali was dead, Ennis was killed by his own hands and the twins defected to help Scott and his "pack". Though, now that Scott was officially an Alpha, his rag-tag group of friends could really be called a pack. He himself had become a victim of the lunar eclipse and lost to Jennifer.
He did find solace in one thing, however. He had his sight back. Granted, he could always see as a wolf but there's nothing quite like seeing the world as he once could. Colors were more vibrant than he remembered. He supposed it was true what they said: you don't know what you have until it's gone. He reveled in having his sight back. If he ever saw Derek Hale again, he supposed he owed him his thanks.
Thinking about Derek made him remember what he and Scott told him. "My mother told me that you were a man of vision once. We're letting you go because we hope you can be that man again." Deucalion pondered those words. Could he really be that man again? He knew the answer almost immediately. Or at least, he should have. A large part of Deucalion said no. His encounter with Gerard had changed him. His betrayal had caused him to adapt a more hostile and realistic mindset. His previous idealism had shattered and the loss of his eyes coupled with the betrayal of his own pack had, in a sense, "opened his eyes" to a more realistic world. The act of killing his own betas had awakened a new, darker power in him. Absolute power corrupts absolutely, indeed. Deucalion had an unusually large pack. He was a caring and righteous leader and that had caused more and more wolves to join his pack. By the time he was done killing his entire pack, he had absorbed the power of over 30 wolves. All that power and his new found ferocity had eventually earned him the epithet of "demon wolf". It even changed his physical appearance when he shifted.
His previous look was normal for an Alpha. His hair grew a bit more wild while hair grew from his jaw line to combine with his side-burns. His brow became more pronounced and his eyebrows had almost disappeared. His ears would change and become pointed and his canines would become full blown fangs. His body would become more muscular and hunched while he grew claws from his hands. His usually brown iris's would become the traditional searing red that all Alphas would posses.
After killing his pack, his appearance became more fitting to his new "demon wolf" title. His skin color would change to a dark blue/grey, almost black. While before only a few of his teeth would grow and become fangs, now all of his teeth grew to have wicked, sharp points. Even his voice would deepen to an almost demonic tone. And his dull eyes would glow a blood red.
That side of him had said that things couldn't go back to the way they were. He couldn't go back to the way he was.
Then there was another part of Deucalion. The part that had long been buried and had only recently started to come back out. It was the part of him that never lost hope. The small part that felt remorse and regret every time he killed one of his betas. The part that wanted to believe that peace was still possible. It was the part of him that never lost his vision. That part of him was always there in the back of his mind. It was that small part of him that was saying that he could go back to the way he was. That small part of him had only started to come back when he saw Scott become an Alpha. It was that side that played a part in killing Jennifer. Don't get him wrong, Deucalion was already planning on killing her long before that. But after hearing Scott proclaim that he would kill her and him fully meaning to fulfill that threat, that side of him told him to kill her before Scott could. That side of him didn't want Scott to become a killer. He'd just become a true Alpha, and for his first act to be murder would not be fitting to that title.
The bottom line was that Deucalion didn't have an answer to Scott and Derek's message. At least not yet.
After his defeat, Deucalion decided to stay in beacon hills. He moved to a smaller building after the whole darach fiasco. Ethan and Aiden had also left. They said that they couldn't be a part of his pack anymore. They didn't want to be killers anymore. Deucalion had understood. He let them go and was amicable about the whole thing. He only asked of them that they don't tell Scott and his pack that he was still living in beacon hills. He wanted to be left alone for the time being. He wanted to think about what he's done and what he could do now. The twins had agreed to his request, calling it the last order from their former Alpha. Deucalion knew that he wasn't their Alpha anymore, they'd try to find a place in Scott's pack.
The twins had also been wary of their former Alpha during their leave. They weren't used to Deucalion being so lenient and willing to let go of things. Ethan, being the one who was more adept at reading emotions, asked him if there was something wrong. He wanted to say no but he knew he couldn't. Deucalion knew what was wrong. He had lost his drive, his purpose. Deucalion had lost his vision once again.
While he didn't answer Ethan outright, he did tell him that there was indeed a problem. As a token of thanks for all they did for him, Deucalion had offered to give them their old penthouse apartment. The twins were, understandably, confounded. Eventually the twins accepted his offer, only after Deucalion insisted. Likewise, the twins insisted on helping Deucalion move into his new apartment.
It didn't that long to get everything settled. He moved into a smaller apartment just outside of Beacon Hills. It was a small town so it didn't take long for him to go and get what he needed. Deucalion didn't know why, but he had a feeling that he wasn't quite done with beacon hills yet.
Having the twins help him move was actually quite enjoyable. He always found them interesting, mostly because of their ability to merge, but even without that, they were generally good kids. He couldn't remember who started talking first but when they did, they left nothing back. Deucalion found out that after Jennifer "killed" them in their merged form, they lost their status as Alphas. They also found that they couldn't merge anymore. But at the back of his mind, he was wondering why they were helping him after all he'd done. Before he could stop himself, the question came out of his mouth.
"Why are you two helping me after all that I've done?" he asked.
The twins just looked at each other in the way twins do.
"What do you mean?" Aiden asked
"I mean, I haven't exactly been the most stand up man lately. Why are you two helping me after all that?" he continued.
The twins looked at each other, no doubt having one of their wordless conversations between them. He always found it fascinating that they could do that. Speak without speaking. It was Ethan who answered.
"Because you helped us first. You saved us from our old pack and helped us become Alphas. We owe you for all that. You gave us power and control. You gave us a pack." Ethan explained.
Deucalion seldom felt gratitude these days, but now it was hitting him in waves.
"Thanks boys. That's very kind of you." Not wanting to die of a sentimental downpour, he changed the subject.
"So tell me you two, how's life in the McCall pack?" He asked. He saw the awkward glance the two shared.
"Um, we wouldn't know yet. Scott hasn't really accepted us into his pack." Ethan said
"Why not? There's no reason not to." He reasoned.
"That's what we told him but our track record isn't too good in his eyes. Probably has something to do with holding down Derek's claws while Kali impaled Boyd on them." Aiden said
"Punching his face in might not have been the best idea either" Ethan added, earning a glare from his brother.
"He wanted help, so I helped. Sorry if I went a bit overboard." Aiden growled back.
Now Duke was intrigued. "What kind of help would require you punching his face in?" he asked.
"He wanted to learn how to roar like an Alpha so he came to us for help. We tried teaching him the same way you taught us, but it didn't really go as well as we hoped. Aiden took it a bit too far." Ethan explained.
"Ahh. So that's what that was" Duke said, understanding falling into his voice.
"Come again?" Ethan asked.
"A few days ago I heard a roar that could have only come from an Alpha near the woods. I'd say your tutoring worked, the roar was… quite impressive."
"It wasn't bad." Aiden remarked.
'Humph. Typical Aiden, always the confident one.' Duke thought to himself.
"Well boys, it looks like the place is almost done. I can finish from here. Thanks again for your help." He told the twins.
"You sure? There's still a few boxes left." Aiden said.
"No, no. You two have been more than helpful. It's just a few more things and I can finish those myself. Plus it's getting late, I wouldn't want to keep you."
"Are you sure?" the twins asked simultaneously.
Duke chuckled. He always found it amusing when they spoke at the same time. "I'm sure. Thanks again you two."
"No problem." Aiden said.
As the twins left his apartment, Ethan stayed behind.
"Yes, Ethan?"
"Why did you stay? Why are you still in beacon hills?" Ethan asked.
Duke didn't have an answer for him. At least not right away.
"Honestly, I don't really know for sure. I guess it's because I'm looking for something. A new vision perhaps, and some part of me is saying that I'm not quite done with this town. Not yet anyway." He admitted
"A new vision? What do you mean by that?" he asked
"That's what I hope to find out." Duke answered
The two stood there in silence for a while before Ethan broke it.
"I should probably go and catch up with Aiden. He's probably downstairs waiting for me." Ethan tried to play off.
"He's only a few steps out from the door." Duke corrected him, a knowing smirk on his face.
"How did you-?"
"Having enhanced senses includes hearing, my boy. And as you know, being an Alpha further enhances those senses, and I've been an Alpha for quite some time." Duke answered him with an amused grin on his face.
"Right, right. Well… I should go then." Ethan said.
"Good night, boys."
"Duke." This time it was Aiden who spoke. He was talking low enough so that only Deucalion could hear it with his hearing.
"Yes?" He asked.
"… I hope you find what you're looking for, your new vision." Aiden said sincerely.
Duke was more than a bit surprised at the honesty in his former pack members voice. He hadn't been spoken to like that from someone who was in his pack since before he was blinded. Nonetheless, he smiled and replied in the same hushed voice Aiden used.
"Thank you, Aiden."
(A/N. Thanks for deciding to give this a read, whoever you are! As said in the description, this will be season 3B but with one major difference. Duke stays in town. That alone will cause many different changes that will affect the rest of the season and the ones I have planned after that. Yep, you read that right, I have my own Teen Wolf world planned out that I hope to share with you. Each story will be my own "season" and I plan for each "season" to be around one of their semesters. Let me know what you think by leaving a review, if you'd be so kind that is.)