The hunter approached Scott with the blade. "Where's the rest of your pack?" The hunter growled. "I don't know what you're talking about." Scott said. The hunter grabbed Scott's neck and, with surprising strength, threw him across the room. "I'll be back for you two." He hissed at Danny and Stiles. He crossed the room to where Scott was trying to get up. "Who is your Alpha?" The hunter asked. "I don't know what you're talking about." Scott replied in a quiet voice. "Okay let's try something else," The hunter grabbed Scott by the head and exposed his neck. "You!" He shouted at Stiles. "Answer my question or your friend here dies." Scott shook his head at Stiles and Stiles looked unsure. "Who is your Alpha?" The hunter asked again. Stiles remained silent. "Have it your way." The hunter grinned as he brought the knife to Scott's throat.

Just as he was about to drag the knife, a voice came from the open door. "Dutch, get in here! There's movement on the perimeter!" Dutch scowled as he sheathed the blade. "I'll be back." and he kicked Scott in the chest before leaving the room, shutting the door behind him. "Scott! Are you okay?" Stiles asked as Scott groaned. "Yeah, I just forgot how nice it was to be resistant to pain." "Why can't you wolf out?" Danny asked worried. "You don't think it like wore off do you?" Scott asked seriously. "This isn't like the freaking flu where you get better, Scott." Stiles said exasperated. "Hey! You never know. Lydia's immune." Scott defended.

A meow from the window interrupted the argument. The guys looked up to see a cat in the window, staring at them. "Hey kitty." Danny said in a gentle tone. "It can't understand you, dude." Stiles muttered. "In a world where we have werewolves, is it really so difficult to believe that cats can understand us?" Danny asked. "Okay, we need to get out of here." Stiles said looking at Danny with a sideways look. "Hey, little guy," Scott said to the cat who was still in the window. "Can you help us?" Stiles was about to tell Scott to shut up when the cat jumped from the window and landed not far from the boys. In the light they could see the cat's white fur and green eyes. The cat walked up to Stiles and jumped onto his head. "Hey, get down from there!" Stiles shouted. The cat stretched which caused it's claws to come out and dig into Stiles's scalp. "OW!" Stiles shouted. The noise behind the door stopped and the cat scratched Stiles on the scalp again. "Cut it out!" Stiles shouted. Footsteps came closer to door and the cat jumped down from Stiles's head and ran for the shadows. The door opened and Dutch walked in. "What the hell is going on here?!" The boys saw the cat run out the door. "Uh, he's hitting me." Stiles accused Danny who smiled sheepishly at Dutch. "The kid who is tied to the boiler, by both hands in handcuffs, and sitting 12 ft away hit you?" Dutch gave him a look that said he thought Stiles was full of shit. "Yep. He did." Stiles nodded slowly. "I saw the whole thing!" Scott interjected. "You're facing away from them!" Dutch shouted. "I have eyes in the back of my head." Scott said in a serious voice. "Like Mad-Eye Moody." Danny said. At Dutch's confused expression, he added, "From Harry Potter?"

The cat ran back in as silently as when it had left. "What the hell happened?" Dutch asked having had enough of the games. "What happened?" Stiles asked him. "That's what I want to know!" Dutch said angrily. "Know what?" Danny asked. "What happened!" Dutch shouted. "Something happened?" Scott asked confused. "Dutch get your ass back in here and help prepare! They're coming!" "I'm going to enjoy skinning you boys." Dutch muttered as he left, closing the door behind him.

The cat ran out of the corner with a ring of keys around it's neck. "What the hell?" Stiles asked amazed. "Good job, little buddy!" Scott praised the cat. "Awesome!" Danny said quietly cheered. The cat shook the ring of keys loose and picked up a key with it's mouth and walked behind Scott. "It is not doing what I think it's doing." Stiles groaned. A click sounded in the small room and Scott pulled his hands away free from the cuffs. "It did!" Scott cheered as he grabbed the keys from the cat and scratched it behind it's ears. It purred gently and Scott proceeded to unlock Danny's and Stiles's handcuffs. The cat brushed up against Stiles's leg and meowed gently almost like it was apologizing. "Yeah, yeah. You're forgiven, fuzzball." The cat looked almost indignant as it looked up at Stiles. "What?" He asked the cat. The cat's head whipped around towards the door and it hissed. "What is it?" Danny asked. The cat growled and showed it's claws. "The hunter is coming back?" Scott guessed. The cat hissed and it's fur stood up. "Wait, is it-" Stiles was interrupted by a howl. "The pack is here." Danny said in relief. The cat continued to hiss at the door. "Don't worry, they're our friends." Scott said to the cat. "What if it's Dutch?" Stiles asked. "We could fight him off." Scott reassured. "Unless he has a gun." Danny muttered. "Didn't think about that." Scott muttered. The door opened and indeed it was Dutch, holding a shotgun, that was on the other side. "Get up and stay-what the hell?" He cursed as he saw the three teens standing by the door. Before he could do anything, the cat launched itself at Dutch. "What the fuck?!" He shouted as the cat clawed at his neck and face, he dropped his gun and tried to get the cat off of his face. Stiles grabbed the gun as they ran out the door and Danny ripped the cat from Dutch's face. Scott closed the door on Dutch, who was on his knees trying to stop the bleeding from his neck and face.

They ran into the rest of the pack who were recovering from the fight. Bodies of the other hunter littered the ground, some in various stages of dismemberment and others with arrows sticking out of their chests. "Guys!" Isaac said as he spotted them. "What the hell is that?" Derek growled at the cat currently curled up against Danny's chest. "It's a cat." Stiles said. "I can see that, Stiles." Derek sighed. "Good, I was worried those big eyes of yours were going bad." Stiles said in a mock worried tone. "All the better to see your annoying face with." Derek returned. "It's a smart cat. It helped us get out of that room." Scott said pointing to the closed door. "Is it a shapeshifter?" Boyd asked approaching for a closer look. "I don't think so." Derek said inspecting the cat closer before sniffing it. The cat growled in indignation before swatting Derek's nose and leaping from Danny's hold. "That little son of-" Derek growled, his eyes glowing red. "Hey did you guys turn during the fight?" Scott asked suddenly. "Yeah." Jackson said like it was obvious. "Why?" Erica asked. "Because I lost my senses when the hunters kidnapped us and I couldn't use them or transform in the room either." Scott explained. "That's impossible! Nothing can take away your power." Derek said. "Well something did!" Scott shouted. Derek growled and his eyes turned red. Scott backed down and scowled. "Where's the cat?" Allison asked as she looked around the warehouse. The rest of the pack looked too and it was Erica who spotted it. "Over there!" She ran to the door where the cat was pawing it as if to push it open. "It came from the window," Danny said, "Maybe it wants to leave." "We can't let it." Derek said. "Here little guy." Erica opened the door for him. "Wait!" Stiles and Scott shouted even as the door opened completely. Dutch was laying on the ground dead from the scratch marks and the cat sitting in the center of the room. "Damn the cat really did a number on him." Jackson said in amazement. "Because it's the greatest warrior in the world!" Erica cooed. The others stared at her. "What? I like cats and if we're keeping it then I get to name it." The cat jumped up to the pipe Stiles had been cuffed to and then leaped up to the top of the boiler. He disappeared from the view of the pack who entered the room to see if they could find it. "Woah!" Isaac muttered. "What the hell?" Derek asked. "Anyone else feeling weak?" Erica asked. "Shit!" Jackson cursed. "What?" Allison asked. "I don't feel right." Jackson said. "Me neither." Isaac agreed. "Told you." Scott muttered. The cat reappeared with something in it's mouth and leaped down to the floor. "What's it got?" Boyd asked. The cat trotted up to Lydia who knelled down and offered her hand. The cat placed a pendant in her hand, meowed, and as quick as a flash was up at the window. It meowed one last time and jumped from the window to the outside. "What is it?" Allison asked, looking at it form where she was standing. "It looks like a pendant with symbols." Lydia observed. "Get rid of it!" Derek growled holding his stomach like he was going to be sick. "Hang on," Allison said grabbing it from Lydia. "Maybe my dad can tell us what it is." She put it in her pocket. "I think we should go." Scott murmured. The other wolves nodded in agreement and they left the hideout to return to their homes and sleep off the effects of the pendant.