Chapter 2: Chaos Rising
Scott, Alice, and Stiles were walking along the sidewalk at night, "What?" Stiles asks him, "What do you mean what?" Scott asks. "I mean what and you know what." Stiles states. "What what?" Scott asks."That look you were giving." Stiles tells him, Alice looks in between them. "I wasn't giving a look." Scott mumbles, "There was a distinct look, Scott." Stiles states. "What look?" Alice asks him. "The look says that last thing he wants to do is go to a party." Stiles inform them. "And you're doing it too." Stiles shot at Alice, she rolls her eyes.
"No it's not that, Stiles. It's just weird going to another high school's party, or any party in general." Alice tells him. "Oh my god, one drink. You'll be fine. I went to nursery school with this girl, she promise to introduce us to all of her friends. So tonight, no Allison, no Derek, no Lydia. Tonight we're moving on." Stiles tells them. Alice shook her head at him, "You're right." Scott agrees with him, "That right, I'm right." Stiles pumps up his blood. "Moving on." Scott repeats, "Onward and upward." Stiles tells him, "Let's do this." Scott states, "That's what I'm talking about." then the two doubled high-five each other, "You two do know, I'm still dating Derek right?" she asks them. "Yeah well you need to get out and have some fun and no taking jogs in the morning, or visiting Derek doesn't count." Stiles calls back to her. "Spoilsport." Alice mumbles and walks into the house.
~8~8~8~
"Stiles." Heather calls out and walks over to him, "Hey there the birthday girl -" Stiles was cut of as she press her lips against him, Alice and Scott watch, jaws drop. She then pulls away, "So glad you made it." she tells him, "Me too." Stiles agree. "Come down stairs with me and help me pick out a bottle of wine." she tells him. "Yes." he answers and she pulled him along. Alice shook her head with a giggle and Scott walks up to her friend.
"Hey." he smiles. She eyes him down and walks off. Alice covers her mouth to keep herself from bursting in laughter. Then her phone rings, she pulls it out and answers it, "Hello?" she asks. "Hey Lily, it's me Derek." he said, making her smiling even more. She looks around and pulls outside in front of the double door, "Hey how are you?" she states, "I'm doing good, how about you?" he asks.
She sighs, "Just at a party, that Stiles drag me to, that I'm about ready to ditch, not my thing and to top it off, I look horrible." she tells him. "I don't know, you look sexy." Derek tells her, she stood still, with that smirk on her face. "Are you stalking me Derek Hale?" she asks him, "Tell you what you, if you can find me, I'll tell you." he challenges her, but within a few moment there was knocking on his window, he looks over and saw Alice, lean over, at his level, phone to her ear and she waves at him with a smile.
He smiles at her and rolls down his window then hung up his phone as she did the same, "Not bad." he states. She smiles at him, then leans in press her lips against his, Derek smiles against her lips and kisses her back. The kiss became more and more passionate, then he pulls back and smiles at her. "Wanna be my daring rescuer?" Alice asks him, "Always, hop in." he tells her. Alice walks around the side of the car hops in and Derek drove away.
~8~8~8~
Later that morning, Issac was pacing back and forth by the big glass window, Alice sat on the table and Derek sat in the chair, her feet sat on his lap and uses her ankle as the book rest, they all waited in the Loft. "You know I'm not starting to like this idea, sounds kinda dangerous. You know what, I definitely don't like this idea and I don't like him." Issac tells Derek. "You'll be fine." he assure Issac. "Does it have to be him?" Issac asks him walking over to the table. "He knows how to to it, I don't, it be more dangerous if I tried doing it myself." Derek tells him.
"You know Scott and Alice doesn't trust him right?" Issac tells him, Alice looks over her shoulder at him. "And personally, I trust them." he states, "Do you trust me?" Derek asks him. "Yeah." Issac tells him. "I still don't like him." Issac mumbles. "Nobody likes him." Derek states. Then the door of the loft slides open, the three look over and saw a very unlike face, they really hated.
"Boys... and lady. F.Y.I, yes coming back from the dead has left my abilities somewhat impaired." he walks up to them. "But the hearing still works. So I hope you're comfortable saying, whatever it is you're feeling, straight to my face." Peter tells them, Derek closes his book. "We don't like you." Alice spoke up, pulling her feet away and pulls off the table. "Now shut up and help." She growls at him. He smirks, "Fair enough." he tells her, flicking out his claws.
Issac sat in a chair, Derek and Alice sat on the couch. Peter walks over behind him, "Try to relax, I'll get more out of you if you're calm." Peter tells him, standing right behind him, "How do you know how to do this again?" Issac asks him, "It's an ancient ritual preformed my Alphas, since it's a skill that requires quite a bit of practice." Peter ran his claw lightly along the back of Issac's neck. "One slip and you can paralysis someone, or kill them." Derek shot a concerned look to Alice, who stiffens in her spot. "Wait. You – you had a lot of practice, right?" Issac asks him as he was slightly freaking out.
"Well I never paralysis someone." Peter tells him, getting ready, "Wait does that mean you -" Issac was cut off as Peter dug his claws into Issac's neck and grips onto Issac. Alice's hand flew instantly up and grips Derek's shirt, griping it tightly, he places his hand on her knee, understanding her concern. Issac started to struggle against Peter's grip, both of their eyes glowing. Making Alice and Derek stand up. "Wait, I see them." Peter tells them.
Then after a while, Peter pulls away from Issac. Alice ran over and kneels down in front of him, a concern look on her face as Issac slowly reach up and touch the claw marks Peter left behind, a blank expression covers his face. "What did you see?" Derek asks Peter. He stood next to the the broken down wall. "Uh, it was confusing. Um, im-images. Vague shapes." Peter tells him, gripping his trembling fist. "Issac found them." Peter informs them, Alice looks over at him, "Boyd and Erica?" she ask, her voice filling with hope. "I barely saw them, I mean, glimpses." Peter tries to find the right words.
"But you did see them." Derek said, as Alice stood up and walks in front of Issac. "And worse." he mumbles, Derek stiffens. "Deucalion." Alice states and Issac slowly wraps his arms around Alice waist for comfort Derek took a seat, "He was talking to them something about, time running out." Peter states. "What does it mean?" he mumbles as Alice pets his head.
"He's going to kill them." Derek states. "I don't think so, Derek. If he wanted them dead, he would of done so already." Alice tells him. Peter nods at her. "She's right. He did make them a promise that by the that full moon they'd both be dead." Peter states. "The next full moon." Derek question him and the couple went on alert. "Tomorrow night." Alice states. Both the Hales look at her. Knowing that something serious was going down.
~8~8~8~
Derek, Alice, Scott, Stiles, Matthew, Rosalie, Lydia, and Allison stood in a classroom. Allison and Lydia stood side by side, bruise arms press together. "I don't see anything." Derek tells him, "Look again." Scott urges him. "How is a bruise, going to tell me where Boyd and Erica are?" Derek asks them. "It's the same on both side. Exactly the same." Scott tells him. "It's nothing." Derek mumbles, Alice rolls her eyes.
"Pareidolia. Seeing patterns that aren't there. It's and subset of Apophenia." Lydia tells them, Alice ran her hand through her hair and sighs. "They're trying to help." Scott tells him, "These two." Derek states. Then he points at Lydia, "This one, who used me to resurrect my psychotic uncle, thank you." Lydia smiles and nods. Rosalie drops her head on Matthew's shoulder and he pats the side of her head. Then Derek looks over at Allison. "And this one, who shot about 30 arrows into me and my pack." Derek states, "Okay, alright, now, come one. No one died. Alright. Look, there may have been a little maiming, okay, a little mangling, but no death. That's what I call an important distinction." Stiles tells them, trying to keep a fight from happening.
"My mother died." Allison tells him. "Your family's little honor code killed your mother. Not me." Derek tells her. "That girl was looking for Alice and Scott. I'm here to help them. Not you." she shot back at Derek. "You wanna help? Find something real." he shot back at her and walks to the door, Alice walks after him, the Scott follows after her. "Give her a change. Okay, they're no our side now." Scott asks of Derek. "Well then maybe you should tell her what her mother was actually trying to do that night." Derek shot at Scott, Alice press her hand to his chest, restraining him, he looks at her, nods and he left the teens in the classroom.
~8~8~8~
Alice then walks into Coach's class early, Matthew and Rosalie sat on either said of her. "Any idea what the logo mean?" Rosalie whispers to Alice. "I have no clue." Alice said as she shifted in her seat. "You alright?" Matthew asks her. "I don't know. I just feel... skidish." Alice tells them, "You think something bad is going to happen?" Matthew asks her. "I always think something bad is going to happen." Alice tells them and the class started to fill up.
Stiles sat in front her as Scott sat next to him. Then Coach slams his book against his desk, making everyone look at him. "The stock market is base on to principles. What are they?" Coach asks the class, Scott raises his hand. "Yes, McCall you can go to the bathroom, anybody else?" Coach states. "No Coach. I know the answer." Scott tells him, Coach laughs. Alice raise an eyebrow at him. "Oh, you're serious." he states after he was done laughing. "Yes. Risk and reward." Scott tells him.
"Wow! Who are you and what have you done with McCall?" Coach walks over to him, a big grin on his face. Scott smiles at him. Alice smiles at her brother, knowing that he was doing better. "Don't answer that, I like you better. I like you better." he whispers to him, then walks back a bit, "Does anyone have a quarter?" he asks. Stiles reaches into his pocket to pull on out, but suddenly the unexpected happen; A XXL condom falls out and it lands on the ground everyone in the class room watch as it lands on the ground, Alice covers her mouth as she tries not to laugh about it. "Um, Stilinski, I think you drop this." Coach picks up, "And congratulation." he then took the quarter and gave the condom to him, Alice leans forward in her seat, "One word, Alice. That's all it takes." Stiles warns her.
Alice then leans back and hold back her laughter, as Rosalie and Matthew try their beat not to laugh. "Risk and Reward. Put the quarter in the mug." Coach tells, setting the mug on the ground, "Now watch Coach he tell them, blew on the quarter a little and bounces it against the ground, the quarter then lands in the cup. Everyone claps for their Coach, he receives the coin out if the cup. "Danny. Risk, reward." Coach tosses the coin to Danny."What's the reward?" Danny asks him. "You don't have to take the pop quiz tomorrow." Coach tell him. "Uh, Coach, it's not a pop quiz if you tell us about it." Danny informs his coach. "You know I excepted more from you today, Danny. At this point, really." Coach took the coin back. Alice rolls her eyes. "McCall, risk, reward. The risk; if you don't put that quarter in the mug you have to take the pop -" Coach stops himself, shooting a look at Danny.
"The quiz, and you have to write an essay. Risk, more work. Reward, no work at all. Or choose not to play." Coach challenges him, "But isn't this just chance?" Scott asks him. "No, you know your abilities. Your coordination, your focus, your pass experience. All factors effecting the outcome. So what's it going to be McCall; more work? No work or choose not to play?" Coach asks, Alice eyes her brother, then Scott set the coin down, "No play, okay whose next?" Coach asks his class. Stiles drums his books. "There you go!" Stiles stood up and Coach handed him the quarter. "There's a gambling man, come on. Step up, step up, alright, Stilinski." Coach said, Stiles readied himself, then the door opens and Mr. Stilinski and another officer walks into the room. "Stiles." he dad calls out, "Yeah, Coach. I got it." Stiles states. "Stiles." his father said again, drawing his attention.
~8~8~8~
Then class was over, Scott, Stiles, Alice, Matthew, and Rosalie were walking through the hallway, "So you think they kidnap Heather to turn her?" Scott asks him. "Derek said it's easier to turn teenagers." Stiles points out, "But what would a pack of Alphas what with a Beta?" Alice asks.
"Alice, I don't know, I don't care. This girl... our moms were best friends before mine died, we used to take bubbles baths together when we were three. I have to find her." Stiles tells them, "Then we need Issac to remember." Rosalie states, "How? Peter and Derek couldn't do it. Do you know any other werewolves with a trick?" Stiles asks her. Alice, Scott, Rosalie and Matthew stop. "Not a werewolf, but someone who know a lot about them." she states.
~8~8~8~
Later at the Clinic, Derek, Scott and Alice dumps of ice into a big metal bath tub that was filled with water. Rosalie and Matthew stood next to Deaton and Issac. "Obviously it's not going to be particularly... comfortable." Rosalie tells him. "But we need to slow down your heart rate down enough where you slip into a trance-like state." Deaton tells him as they walk up to the tub. "Like being hypnotized." Issac states. "Exactly, you'll be half transformed. It will let us access your subconscious mind." he tells him.
Issac kneels down by the tub. "How slow does his heart rate need to be?" Scott asks him, "Very slow." Deaton tells him, "And how slow is very slow?" Derek states him. "Nearly dead?" Rosalie throws out, Scott, Derek, and Alice look at her in shock. Issac place his hand on the surface of the ice the pulls it back quickly. "It's safe through, right." Issac asks them. "Do you want us to answer honestly?" Rosalie asks him. "No, No, not really." Issac tells him, then the sound of rubber snapping reaches their ears; they all look over and saw Stiles pulling on a long rubber glove. He notices them looking at him. "What?" he asks, Derek gave the 'Are you serious' look as Alice raise an eyebrow at him.
Stiles then pulls it off, walks over to the tub and Issac stood up, "If it feels to risky, you don't have to do this." Derek tells him. Scott nods, Alice looks at Issac, he shot her a quick look and pulls off his shirt. Then steps into the tub. He gasp at how cold it was, taking deep breathes. Scott and Derek hold his shoulders and force him under the water.
Seconds later, Issac breaks the surface, eyes glowing, fangs bared and he roared, Derek and Scott try to force him under. "Get him back under." Deaton tells them. The push as Issac struggles, "Hold him." Deaton tells them, "We're trying." Derek tells him, Alice walks to the front of the tub grips Issac's shoulders and focus Issac back under, using her werewolf strength. He struggles against her, but soon gave way.
Issac cease in his struggles, Alice hands soften, Derek and Scott pulls away from him and he floats to the surface. Alice pulls her hands away, but Issac grips her wrist in a tight grip, she looks at him then back at Deaton, "Now remember, only I talk to him, took many voices will confuse him and draw him out, Alice whatever you did, don't stop." he tells them, Alice nods and place her other hand back on his shoulder.
"Issac can you hear me?" Deaton calls out to him. "...Yes. I can hear you." he answers, "This is doctor Deaton, I like to ask you a few questions, is that alright?" he asks Issac, he nods. "Yes." Alice looks at her boss and back at him, "I want to ask you about the night you found Erica and Boyd." Deaton starts, thunder sounds in the distance. "I want you to remember it for me in vivid detail as possible, like you're actually there." Deaton went on. "No, I don't want to do that." Issac panics, making the lights flicker. His grips tighten on Alice wrist, making her flinch. "I don't want to do that, "Relax, just memories, can't be hurt by memories." Deaton tries to calm him down.
"It's alright. Relax, just relax." Deaton said in a clam tone then shortly after, Issac calms down, loosening his grip on Alice wrist. "Good. Now lets go back to that night, to the place you found Erica and Boyd. Can you tell me what you see." Deaton questions him, "Is there some kind of building? House?" the doctor asks him, "No, it's not a house, it's stone, it's like marble." Issac tells them, "That's perfect. Can you give me any other descriptors." Deaton asks him.
"It's dusty and so empty." Issac describes. "Like an abandon building?" Deaton asks him, Issac said nothing as the lights flicker, Alice hisses as Issac tightens his grip on her wrist again "Someone sees..." Issac mumbles. "They see me, they see me!" Issac panic again. "They're just memories, you can't be hurt by memories, just relax." Deaton tells him. Issac did so, loosening his grip again. Alice relaxes as well, "Good. Now tell me, what do you see. Tell us everything." Deaton states. Then Issac opens his eyes.
"I hear them, they're talking about the full moon. They're talking about being out of control when the moon raises." Issac tells him. "Is he talking to Erica?" Deaton asks him as everyone looms over him. "I think so, I can't... I can't see her." The lights flicker as Issac spoke. "I- I can't... I can't see either of them." Alice looks over at Matthew and Rosalie. "Can you hear anything else?" Deaton asks him. "They're worried. Worried what they'll do during the full moon. They're... worried that they'll going to hurt each other." thunder flashes again.
"If they're locked in together on the full moon, they'll tear each other apart." Derek mumbles, "Issac we need to find them, right now. Can you see them?" Deaton calls out. "No." Issac answers him. "Do you know what kind of room it is? Is there any kind of marker? A number on a door? A sign?" Deaton asks him, Issac jolts forward, Sitting up, Alice leans forwards a bit, her hand in a lock grip. "They're here, they're here." Issac leans back, the lights flicker faster, then he started to panic. Alice lets out a whimper as she felt her bones slowly braking.
"They see me, they found me!" Issac shouts. "This isn't working, Issac where are you?" Derek asks him, as Alice tries to break free of Issac grips. "I can't see, it's too dark!" Issac shout, "You're going to confuse him." Deaton warns him, "Where are you?" Derek ignores him. "Tell me where you are!" Derek yells at him, "His heart rate- he could go into shock." Deaton tells him. "Derek! Let him go!" Scott yells. Alice jerks on the grips. "Issac where are you?! What did you see?!" Derek shouts. "It's a vault! It's a bank vault!" Issac yells.
Then suddenly sat up, now fully awake. And lets go of Alice's wrist. She pulls her wrist close, rubbing it, Matthew ran over to her, gently held her wrist and cast a healing spell on it. "I saw it! I saw the name!" Issac states, then steps out of the tub, Scott and Derek help him and Deaton wraps two towels around him. "Its uh... Beacon Hill First National Bank. It's an abandon bank and they're keeping them lock inside the vault." Issac states. Everyone exchange looks at each other. "What?" Issac asks them, "You don't remember what you said right before you came out of it, do you?" Rosalie asks him, "No." he mumbles. "You said when the captured you, they drag you into a room and that there was a body in it." Rosalie tells him. "What body?" he asks her, Rosalie looks over at Stiles and he sigh. Then said, "Erica. You said it was Erica."
~8~8~8~
"She's not dead!" Derek pace then cross his arms, "Derek, he said there was a dead body, it's Erica. Doesn't exactly leave us much room for interpretation." Stiles tells her, "Then who was in the vault with Boyd?" Derek asks him. "Someone else obviously." Stiles tells him. "And maybe it was the girl on the motorcycle, the one that save you." Matthew throws out then looks to Issac. "No, she wasn't like us. And whoever was in the vault with Boyd was." Issac tells him. "Maybe that's how Erica died, they pit them against each other during the full moon and see which on survives. It's like werewolf thunder dome" Stiles states, "No, it's got to be something more, if they said time was running out, they were waiting for something, but what?" Alice throws in, her heel twitches again.
"Then we get them out tonight." Derek states, "Be smart about this Derek. You can't just go storming in." Deaton advice him. "If Issac got in, then so can we." Derek tells him. "But he did get through a vault door did he?" Deaton states.
"We need a plan." both Alice and Scott chiming in. Derek looks at them, "How are we going to come up with a plan to brake into a bank vault in less then 24 hours?" Derek asks them. "I think someone already did; Beacon Hills First National closes it's door three months after vault robbery, doesn't say how it was robbed, but probably won't take long to find out." Stiles read off is phone, "How long?" Derek asks him. "It's the internet. Derek, Kay minutes." Stiles tell him. Alice shook her head, knowing how wrong he was.
~8~8~8~
The next day come, Alice went to school, did her classes, return home, did her homework and arrive at Derek's loft with Rosalie and Matthew by 4:49. To be ready for the plan, then Scott and Stiles arrive. Alice stood at the head of the table, next to Derek, Stiles stood next to him, laying out the lay out of the bank, Scott stood next to Stiles as Matthew and Rosalie stood on the other side of the table and Peter was sitting on the steps of the spiral staircase.
"Okay you see this? Air conditioning vent. Leads down inside the wall of the vault. Which is here." Stiles circle a spot on the print. "One of the robbers was lowered into this shaft. Now, that space is so small, it took him about twelve hours to drill into the wall. Which is stone by the way." Stiles tells them. Alice shoot a looks at Stiles and back to the blue print. "Then through the rest of the night, they siphoned the cash up to the guys back on the roof through that one little daft in the wall. Boom." Stiles tells them and caps the marker. "Can we fit in there?" Scott asks him. "Yes we can, but very very barley. They also patch the wall up, obviously. So we're going to need a drill of some kind, I'm thinking maybe a diamond bil-" Stiles was going to say.
"Forget the drill." Derek cuts him off, "Sorry?" Stiles looks at him, "If I go in first, how much space do I have?" Derek asks him, Stiles shot a look at Scott, then back at Derek. "What are you going to do Derek, are you going to punch through the wall?" Stiles ask him as they both face each other, Alice smirks and leans against her boyfriend.
Derek crosses his arms and smirks at Stiles. "Yes Stiles, I am going to punch through the wall." Derek states. "Okay big guy lets see it, lets see that fist, big old fist. Come on. Get it up there." Stiles taunts, Derek held up his fist. "Big bad wolf, yeah look at that." Stiles went on and then place his hand three inches away from Derek's fist. "Okay see this? That maybe three inches of room, to gather enough force to punch through solid-" Derek punches Stiles hand, shutting him up and making him fall against the table. Alice shook her head as Stiles whimpers as a little girl, "Ah! Ah! He can do it." Stiles said when he walks away from the table and griping his arm. "I'll get through the wall, who's following me down?" Derek asks, "I will. But I should go first, since I'm two times smaller and twice as strong." Alice tells him, "No not an option." Derek tells her.
"Derek. I know I can do this." Alice tells him, he looks at her. "I know you can. But if Boyd and this other girl go savage, I don't want you getting hurt." he tells her, she smiles and perks him on the lips. "It's sweet that you want to protect me, but I can look after myself and I'm more stubborn than you are. I'm sticking with my idea; I go in first." She tells him. He sighs, knowing that she's stubborn as hell. "Anyone else?" she asks then the couple look over at Peter.
"Don't look at me, I'm not up to fighting speed yet and honestly, with Issac out of commission. You're not looking at very good odds for yourselves." Peter tells him, Alice pulls herself off of Derek and grips the table's edge. "So I'm suppose to just let them die?" Derek questions his Uncle. "One of them is already dead." he throws out, "We don't know that." Alice throws at him, with a growl. "Do I have to remind the both of you what we're up against here. A pack of Alphas. All of them killers, and if that's not enough to scare your testicles back onto your stomach, try to remember that two of them can combine their bodies and form one giant Alpha. I'm sure Erica and Boyd were sweet kids. They'll be missed." Peter states. "Can someone kill him again please?" Stiles asks, Alice nods an agreement.
"Hey Peter, do everyone a favor and go die again, you won't be missed." she tells him. "Derek. Seriously? Not worth the risk." Peter cross his arms. "What about you?" Derek asks. Stiles shrugs, "Yeah, if you want me to come.." Alice rolls her eyes. "Not you." Derek tells him. Stiles shut up after that. "I don't know about Erica. But if Boyd is still alive, we have to do something." Scott looks over a Peter, who sighs in defeat and looks away. "We have to try." then he looks at Matthew and Rosalie, they nod at him.
"But?" Alice asks him, "Who's the other girl? The one lock in there with Boyd?" Scott asks them. Alice sighs "We'll find out when we get there and lets hope we get there soon and fast."
~8~8~8~
Derek, Scott, and Alice took off for the bank moments ago.
Leaving Stiles, Matthew, and Rosalie alone with Peter; Stiles was standing in front of the glass window biting his nails, Matthew sat in a recliner, Rosalie sat in his lap leaning against him and Peter sat on the couch, laying back, feet rested on the coffee table and his eyes closed. "I can't take waiting like this, you know? It's nerve-racking. My nerves are racked. They're severely racked. Racked." Stiles states. The young couple just look at him.
"I could beat you unconscious and wake you up when it's over." Peter offers. "Try it and your inside will burn again." Matthew threatens him, "You really think Erica's dead?" Stiles ask them, "You think I really care?" Peter asks him. Matthew and Rosalie just glared at him, "I just– I don't understand the bank though, Wha– why wouldn't they just chain them up in a underground lair or something? They're an Alpha pack, right? So, shouldn't they have a lair?" Stiles asks him. "These are werewolves, not Bond villains." Rosalie tells him. "What a sec, what a sec, what a sec." Stiles walks over to the broken wall next to Derek's bed. "Maybe they're living there you know? Maybe the bank vault reminds them of a little wolf den." Stiles states. "Wolf Dens." Matthew mumbles.
Stiles turns to them, "Yeah, wolf dens, Where do you live?" Stiles asks Peter, "In an underground network of caves hidden deep in the woods." Peter sarcastically tells him. Matthew rolls his eyes and leans against Rosalie's collarbone. "Whoa, really?" Stiles asks him. "No, you idiot. I live in an apartment down town." Peter chuckles a little. "Okay fine, but still that just proves there's something up about that bank. And why wait around for the full moon, huh? Why not just kill them whenever they want?" Stiles asks him.
"Maybe they thinks it's poetic." Rosalie throws out there. "They've already had three full moons to be poetic about it." Stiles tells her, "And here you've only one full hour to be so annoying..." Peter went to saw, but then the three supernatural creature had a thoughtful look on their faces. "No, go ahead, finish what you were saying, I'm annoying..." Stiles urges him to continue that sentence. "What were the wall made of?" Peter asks as he stood up, Matthew and Rosalie stood up as well and ran to the table, "What, uh... I don't know, like, wood and brick or -" Stiles looks around Derek's loft.
"No, No, the vault, the vault's walls what are they made out off?" Peter asks him as Matthew and Rosalie look through the lay outs. "Where does it say that?" Peter flips through the lay outs. "Doesn't say anything." he mumbles. "Where– where it say the– materials, the type of stone?" Matthew asks him. "Oh – hang on." Stiles reaches into his bag and pulls a folder, Peter to it and slams the really thick folder to the desk, the four look at it and started to read.
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Derek, Alice, and Scott walk to the back of the bank, scoping the area, they then stop at the back, Alice couldn't shake the feeling something was off, and Scott had this unpleasant look on his face. "What?" Derek asks him. "There's just something I can't just out of my head." Scott mumbles. "The moon's raising, Scott." Derek tells him.
"Risk and reward." he states. That got Alice's attention and made her rethink on the matter at hand. "Which means what?" Derek asks him. "We're not measuring the risk with enough information. We don't know enough." Scott tells him. "We know times running out." Derek tells him, "Yeah, but think about it. They put the triskele on your door four months ago. What have they been doing all this time? Why wait until now?" Scott asks him. "We don't have the time to figure out every little detail." Derek reminds him. "Okay, but what if this detail, the reason they waited – what if it's the most important?" Scott asks him.
"Then we do nothing, and Erica and Boyd are dead. I know what I'm risking. My life for their." Derek tells him, "Are you two going to talk all night or are you going to moves your asses?" Alice calls out from the top of the bank. They both look up at her, "Three years in gymnastics, during middle school." she calls down to them, Scott shook his head with a smile. "Well, hurry up then!"
~8~8~8~
Back at the Loft, the four scan through the packet, flipping through the pages, trying to find the information they needed. Then Stiles points at a section in the book, "There, that's it." Stiles states. "Hecatolite." Matthew reads, Rosalie's face fell. "That is awful. That sounds awful." Stiles states. "Get 'em on the phone. Call them. Now!" Peter orders Stiles.
"Okay, why?" Stiles pulls out his phone. "Cause Boyd and that girl aren't going to kill each other." Peter tells him, Rosalie finishes for him. "They're going to kill Scott, Derek and Alice."
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Inside the shaft; Alice breaks through the wall in three punches, then she rolls in was on alert. Derek and Scott step through the hole and stood right behind her. They survey the room and saw a figure standing in the shadows. "Boyd?" Derek calls out, Alice slowly stood up. Boyd turns to them, claws extended, steps out of the shadows and was glowing at them, "Boyd?" Alice calls out to them, Derek held his hands up. "It's me, it's Derek." he tries to clam him down. Then Scott's phone went off. Scott quickly answers it, "Stiles now is not the best time." Scott tells him,
"Scott! Scott! No, listen to me, okay? You got to get out of there! Both you and Alice need to get out. Look, the walls of the vault are made out of a material called Hecatolite, it scatters moonlight." Stiles quickly tells him. "What does that mean?" Scott asks him. "We're here to get you out, Okay?" Alice tries to get through Boyd. "Look, it keeps the moonlight out, okay? They haven't felt the full moon in mouths." Stiles tries to break it down. "Think of it like the gladiators in the Roman Coliseum, they use to starve the lions for three days, making them more vicious, more out of control. Deucalion has kept them from shifting for three full moon, diminishing their tolerance for it." Matthew took over.
"Scott, they're gonna be stronger-" Rosalie throws in. "More savage, more bloodthirsty. Scott they're the lions, they're the starving lions, and you, Alice and Derek just stepped into the Coliseum." Peter tells him. "Derek, we got a problem, a really big problem." Scott tells him with worry in his voice. Then another growl comes from behind, a girl steps out; she was an inch shorter then Alice, and same hair color. Derek looks at her, shock covers his face. "Cora?" he mumbles, "Who?" Alice asks him, Scott lowers his phone.
"Cora?" Derek's voice cracks a bit, "Derek... get out. Get out know!" she tries to warn him, "Scott, hey Scott!" Stiles yells, the twins notice the black dust line outlining the room.
Then the vault door open; Ms. Morrell, the high school guidance counselor. She stood in the doorway, then kneels down and finishes the line. "No! No wait!" Alice shouts at him, then Boyd and Cora growl at them, eyes glowing yellow; The phone goes on there end, the four look at each other with worried looks.
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Scott was thrown against wall, Boyd went to slash at him but Alice grips his shoulders, claws dug in and she throws him against the other wall and away from her brother, Cora charges at her. Slashing at her, but Alice dodges her claws and Derek threw her against the pillar, Cora quickly got back to her feet. The trio then press their backs against the wall. "You know her?" Alice asks Derek. "She's my sister. My younger sister." Derek tells her, "What the hell is she doing here?" Scott asks him. "Like I have a clue. I thought her was dead." Derek tells them.
Then Allison stood in the Vault door away, "Look out!" she shouts. Derek pulls Alice along with him, avoiding Boyd who grips Scott and throws him against the pillar then against the wall. Cora went to attack Alice, but Derek throws her to the ground and held Cora back. Alice looks over and saw Scott being raise up by Boyd's claws, blood waterfalls down his mouth, she quickly scrambles to her feet, jumps on Boyd's back and bites his shoulder, tugging at it, he roars, dropping Scott and throws Alice to the ground. She then pulls her legs to her chest and send the souls of her boots into Boyd's chest, making him stumbles back a bit.
Alice then flips onto her feet, then threw punches at him, which he dodges, and lash at her stomach. She howls in pain and drops to the ground, trying to crawl away from Boyd, holding her wound, Allison looks down at the line and kneels down. "No! Don't break the seal!" Derek shouts. Allison looks at him then back at Alice who was failing at escaping Boyd.
"Boyd!" Allison shouts, then breaks the seal, Boyd turn his attention away from Alice and looks at Allison; then both him and Cora left the vault and took off, Alice pulls herself to her feet, follows after Derek, who walks up to Allison, gripping her arm, "Don't touch her!" Scott yells, Alice pulls Derek away from Allison and press herself against Derek's tone frame, restraining him, "What were you thinking?!" Derek questions her. His arm automatically wraps around Alice's waist. "I had to do something." Allison tells him. "She saved our lives!" Scott reminds him.
"Yeah, and what do you think they're gonna do out there." Derek questions him, Alice press her small wound frame against his, stopping him from trying anything. "Do you have any idea what we just set free?" he then questions Allison. "You wanna blame me?!" Allison snaps back. Alice sigh. "Well at least I'm not turning teenagers into killers." she tells him. "No. no, that's just the rest of your family." Derek snaps back at her. "I've made mistakes. Gerard is not my fault." Allison tells him in a calmer tone. "And what about your mother?" Alice asks her, getting sick and tired of the blame being pass around like wildfire. Allison looks at her with confusion on her face. "What do you mean?" Allison asks her. Derek looks over at Scott. "Tell her Scott." Derek orders him, Scott looks at the confused Allison. "What dose she mean Scott?" Allison asks him.
Scott just slums against the vault door, holding his wound, "What dose she mean?" she asks against, then Alice went to danger mode, "Tell her Scott or I will."