Sorry it took me so long to write this. I hope the next one doesn't take so long. I've just had writers block for the last week and not just on this story. On all my stories. It's really surprising because that's never happened before. Well I'm done rambling. Hope you enjoy and please please review. I want your opinions and only got 1 review last time.
The jeep crossed the border to beacon hills just after the sky lost the final reds of sunset. Derek was sleeping in the front seat with Kira still driving. Derek had slept almost non-stop the whole day. It had to be something to do with ageing backwards Scott thought. He was always tired or sleeping.
"Should we see Deaton" Kira asked?
"Yea" Scott said. They stopped at a red light. "Wake him up." Kira reached over and shook the sleeping boy's shoulder. HE didn't stir. She tried again.
"Scott he's cold" She exclaimed. Scott reached over everyone to feel Derek.
"Get to the clinic now" He shouted. Kira stepped on the gas, running the red light and flying down the road. She weaved in between cars till she swerved onto a side street, leaving skid marks in her wake. They reached the clinic fast. Scot was out of the car and ripping open the passenger side door before the car was even off. He grabbed the boy in his arms and rushed into the clinic.
"Deaton" He yelled.
"Scott" Deaton asked, rushing into the room. He froze when he saw what he was carrying.
"Come. Hurry." He said, opening the gate for the wolves. They rushed in and Dr. Deaton pushed everything off an examination table.
"He's cold, really cold" Lydia said, holding Derek's hand."
"Do you think this is permanent?" Scott asked, a hidden hope touching the edges of his voice. Stiles glanced up at him.
"I don't know" Dr. Deaton said too distracted to see any change in Scott.
"I think you overestimate my abilities" He said, shining a light in the boy's eyes. "I'm not sure if a medical diagnosis is even adequate. This is well beyond my experience."
"So what do we do with him" Stiles asked, glancing down at Derek.
"Until he wakes up probably not much." He said in a worried tone. "It might be best to leave him with me. He'll be safe here."
"You mean from Kat" Stiles stated.
"If she's alive and she is what you say she is she won't be able to walk past that gate."
"Why would she want to do this to him" Lydia asked, grabbing hold of Derek's hand. Scott tried to hide his eyes flashing red. Stiles was once again the only one he noticed. He gave his best friend a nod.
"Knowing Kate it's probably for a reason that won't be any good for anyone but her."
"And bad for everyone else" Stiles scoffs. Deaton nodded. Silence fell and Stiles cracked his neck. "You should probably go home. He doesn't look to be in any danger so maybe the rest of you should get some sleep. It's a school night." Scott rubbed his forehead and looked annoyed.
"You all need to start taking care of your own lives again."
"Someone should stay with you" Scott said in a voice not to be messed with. Everyone glanced at him oddly. Scott rarely used his alpha tone and never to Dr. Deaton. Deaton nodded.
"I'll stay" Lydia said. "My grades are fine, despite missing a few classes.
"I'm so not ok with this" Stiles said.
"Guys go" Lydia told them.
"Nooo" Stiles said.
"I'm not leaving him" Scott said.
"You both should go sleep" Deaton Said.
"I will not leave him. I'm his alpha and that means it's my job to protect him."
"When was that decided" Malia asked harshly.
"Yea" Lydia asked, her tone suggesting she'd figured everything out. She watched him carefully as he talked, taking in every gesture. She could be better than a werewolf when it came to reading someone.
"We talked" Scott stated. "HE said he needed an alpha so I let him join the pack.
"Fine Scott and Lydia stay" Deaton said sternly. "Everyone else go home." There was some grumbling but the pack complied. Lidia touched Derek's face after the rest of them had left.
"Deaton can I talk to Scott alone" Lydia asked. The man nodded and left the room. "Scott why is Derek your beta" She asked looking him directly in the eyes.
"He said he needed an alpha." Scott stated, with no room to argue. But I anyone could argue it was Lydia.
"There's more." She said. "We all know Derek and he wouldn't join you just like that. Even being this young I know he wouldn't trust you. I can see in his eyes when he looks at any of us that he doesn't trust us, but when he looks at you there's none of that doubt or fear."
"You would make a good werewolf" Scott sighed. He's get nowhere lying to Lydia.
"So what happened" She asked?
"We kissed" Scott told her, never breaking eye contact. Lydia chuckled.
"That's what I thought."
"What do you mean that's what you thought" Scott grumbled walking to the other side of the room.
"Scott you look at him like you did Alison" She said. Scott visibly flinched at the name. "Scott it wasn't your fault" She sighed for what felt like the hundredth time.
"I know" Scott lied. Lydia didn't believe him though. She ignored it because that conversation never helped anything.
"Do you want to talk about it" She asked?
"No."
"Ok. But I'm here she said" in a surprisingly sweet tone.
Scott sat awake the entire night, long after Deaton went upstairs and Lydia fell asleep. His mind was spinning. Everything was crazy. Nothing made sense anymore. He didn't like guys let alone Derek. He always liked girls. There was Alison and no Kira. They weren't really dating yet but they were going to. It seemed that way at least. Now he just felt awkward around her. He felt awkward around everyone. He needed to fix it fast. An alpha can't feel uncomfortable around his pack. It drives them apart and they fall easier. Scott considered talking to Deaton but decided against it. It didn't feel like the right thing to talk about. They weren't friendly like that. The man walking downstairs caught Scott's attention.
"I'm just here to see how he's doing" He said. Deaton could feel the protectiveness that had formed between the two. He was shocked. It was even more protective than Stiles. He stood beside Derek and felt for a pulse.
"How's he doing" Scott asked, walking over to the examination table.
"His heart rate is alarmingly high" Deaton said.
"What does that mean?" Scott asked, unconsciously taking hold of the other boy's hand. "He's a lot warmer." Deaton turned to Scott.
"Scott I'm going to try something. I want you to keep holding his hand if that's ok." Scott nodded twice. The man grabbed a scalpel and cut a line slowly down Derek's arm. The wound healed almost immediately.
"That looks like it healed really fast" Scott said.
"Unusually fast" Deaton said.
"What does it mean?"
"I'm not sure… Lets try something else" Deaton said with a newfound vigor. "Grab me a five millimeter syringe. Top Drawer." Scott let go of Derek's hand and rushed to the cabinet. Deaton followed a sorted through some chemicals in the counter. A claw moved behind them. The two turned to see Derek sitting up on the metal counter.
"Derek" Scott said hesitantly to the almost wolfed out boy, his eyes glowing bright blue and breathing deeply.
"Derek are you alright?" Deaton asked.
"Derek" Scot tried to say again but was cut off from a piercing Scream filling the room. Derek grabbed his head and growled.
"Run" Lydia screamed. Deaton moved just before claws slashed at his throat. He screamed as they cut his arm.
Lydia ran to the man's side. "Scott" She yelled at the alpha. Scot made a run for the door.
"No" Deaton yelled. Scott skidded to a stop, his eyes glowing.
"He's confused. Wait. We will find him but if you go now you'll only get hurt or end up hurting him." Scott's brow crinkled in thought.
"No. I need to find him." Scott said before running out the door.
"Call the others" Deaton said. Lydia nodded and pulled out her phone.
Stiles and Kira drove to the clinic going as fast as the speed limit would allow. When they got there they found Lydia bandaging Deaton's wounds.
"What happened" Stiles asked?
"And where's Scott?" Kira asked? Lydia sighed.
"He ran after Derek." Lydia said.
"Derek woke up and was confused. I don't think he recognized any of us. He tried to kill me and ran. Scott followed soon after."
"We need to find them or Scott could get hurt" Kira gasped.
"so if you're a teenage werewolf and you're scared where do you go" Stiles ask?
"A wolf goes back to its den." Kira said. "But Derek lived in a loft."
"No when he was a teenager." Stiles corrected her.
"The hale house" Lydia gasped.
"He wouldn't remember the fire" Deaton said. "It wouldn't have happened yet." Kira gave a scared look.
Scott followed Derek's sent, running through the forest, paying no attention to anyone that could be watching. He was focused completely on one goal. Keep Derek safe. He reached the fence breathing heavily. Derek ran faster than a beta should. The no trespassing sign was on the ground and there was a hole in the fence, cut by claws. He walked into the closed off area, remembering Derek might even remember him. The teen was sitting on a pile of wood leaning on a stick. Scott couldn't see his face but he could smell the salty tears. He was giving off a terrible scent that made Scott's heart pang.
"Derek" Scott called, gently, walking closer.
"What happened to my house" He whispered. Scott strained to hear it even with his enhanced hearing. "Where's my family where's my mother" he said louder." He turned his head. Scott had been right. His eyes were red and tears threatened to fall again. Scott felt his own heart sink.
Scott sighed and sat down next to him. "It's a long story" he said.
"Tell it" Derek hissed, his eyes turning blue. Scott nodded. Someone had to tell him. It was going to hurt but he needed to know.
"There was a…" Scott started.
"Hey you two" A police officer called, walking through the gate. Scott looked over his shoulder but Derek ignored them. "Sorry but you can't be here." Derek glared at them.
"Hey dumbass you ever hear of no trespassing" the second one said.
"We were just going" Scott said, nodding. "Come on Derek."
"No I'm not" Derek growled. "This is my house." Scott grabbed his arm to shut him up.
"Nobody's been her for years, kid. Now get the hell out of here." He went to grab him but Derek stood, grabbing the deputy's arm and squeezing. He smelled of pure rage and confusion, now using all his strength to try and crush bone.
"Hold on just take it easy" the second man said.
"Derek let go" Scott yelled. The other boy turned and growled.
"Hey don't" Scott yelled, surprising Derek. The man shoved his Taser into Derek's back, making him scream.
"Stand down" The first cop shouted. Scott growled his eyes flashing red. He ran forward, ramming into the cop and throwing him off Derek. Scott turned but felt electricity shoot through his body. Everything went black.
Scott woke up cuffed to a seat in the police office. Derek was next to him and smelled on the verge of tears. He could hear the men who arrested them talking, one on the computer.
"I ran this kid's prints eight times. This is all that comes up.
"Derek Hale" he asked?
"Did you say Hale?" Officer Stilinski said walking into the room. He glanced at the screen and then up at the two boys. He squinted his eyes and sighed.
"I'll handle this" he said to the officers. He exhaled and took off their handcuffs. Scott nodded for Derek to follow. They walked into the sheriff's office and were given an exasperated look by the man. "I want you to be honest with me. Absolutely and completely honest. Have you been time traveling?" Scott held back a laugh and Derek looked confused.
"Hang on what?" Scott asked, trying to hide his amusement.
"Because if time travel is real, you know what I'm done, I'm out." The sheriff groaned. "You'll be driving me to Eichen House" he said jabbing a finger at himself.
"We found him like this" Scott said pointing to Derek. The door slammed open and Stiles came running in gasping for breath.
"Scott" he gasped. "We've been looking everywhere for you."
"Stiles" his father growled. "Close the door."
"What's going on?" Stiles asked after quietly shutting the door.
"That's what I want to know" The older man said.
"How did he get like this" He said, gesturing rapidly to Derek.
"We found him like this" Stiles said.
"Where? Swimming in the fountain of youth" he shouted.
"No we found him buried in a tomb of wolfs bane… in an Aztec temple in Mexico underneath a church in the middle of a town destroyed by an earthquake." Scott sighed and shook his head.
"You told me you were camping" Mr. Stilinski shouted, looking crazy. Scott rubbed the back of his head and looked away.
"Yea we were…. In Mexico"
"Derek's been aged backwards he can't remember anything." Scott interrupted, before a fight could break out. "He can't be here. There'll be questions to why a kid has the same fingerprints as Derek Hale." Mr. Stilinski sighed.
"I'm going to get crap for this but I'll let the two of you go" He said. "But I need to trust you nothing like this'll happen again."
"We promise" Scott nodded, putting his hand on the other boy's shoulder. He moved his had to Derek's wrist and pulled him out of the office. A few officers stared at them but gave no objections to the three teens leaving.
"Do we trust him" Derek asked quietly after they were outside.
"That's my dad" Stiles said, glaring at Derek. He was ignored by Derek turning to Scott.
"Yes we trust him" he said.
"What do we do now?" Stiles asked.
"I need to talk to someone" Scott said. "Stiles you take Derek to my house and stay there,"
"No." Derek growled. "I'm not leaving you." Scott took hold of Derek's shoulders and looked into his eyes.
"I need to go alone. I need you to go with Stiles and stay at my house." Derek frowned.
"I'm only doing this because you're my alpha" Derek grumbled. Scott frowned. He released Derek's shoulders but moved his left hand to the other boy's cheek.
"I don't want you to do something because I'm your alpha" Scott told him. "I want you to do it because you trust me." They stared into each other's completely human eyes knowing that their roles could never change. Derek answered to Scott and protected him with his life. His will was Scott's alone. It was what Scott despised most about being an alpha. The bond would always be there, even without a command.
"I do trust you" Derek told him, moving his hand to also rest on Scott's cheek. "But I don't want to be left in the dark."
"I understand" Scott told him. "But right now I have to leave and you have to go with Stiles." Derek nodded and went their separate ways.
Lydia and Kira pulled into the gas station, a little out of the ways. They'd planned to meet up with Stiles but Lydia had decided to stop.
"This is a horrible plan" Lydia stated, unbuckling herself from her expensive car. Kira brethed and gave her a worried look. "But we've had worse" Lydia added in a sing-song tone. "Like yesterday in Mexico."
"About that" Kira said, looking down at her hands. "Remember how we were in the club and you and Scott were tied up to electric cables?"
"Vividly" Lydia said, nodding her head.
"I know" She looked down shyly again. "I guess I'm trying to ask is if my hand was on the dial connected to you and I had to turn it up to ten…"
"Would I be angry" Lydia finished.
"Yea" Kira breathed out.
"No" Lydia said. "Because I knew you had no choice. Exactly like Scott knows, and if you're worried about him just remember, you're a katana-wielding badass kitsune." Kira smiled. "And he couldn't be more into you." Kira broke out into an even bigger smile. "Now" Lydia said, getting out of the car. "Grab a card from the visor so we can fill up… Uh Beacon Hills Credit Union." She closed the door and walked away.
Kira took a moment to close her eyes. Scott was into her. It was an amazing thought. She'd known it but it felt better when someone else said it. She really wanted to ask him out but was too shy. It was surprising. She'd gone against evil creatures and became a powerful supernatural being but she was still scared to talk to Scott. Every time she saw him her heart raced and she couldn't think. Snapping out of her thoughts she reached up to the visor.
"Does this many cards mean you have good credit or bad" She asked herself. She grabbed a card and glanced down at the dashboard. They had a full tank.
"Lydia" She called, stepping out of the car and walked to the front. "Lydia?" She asked again. Lydia was standing stark still and staring into what looked like a bathroom. Her eyes were wide and she looked worried. "Lydia" She called jogging over to her. "Are you ok? Lydia?"
"Don't look" Lydia whispered, not taking her eyes off whatever she was looking at. Kira turned and gasped. She grabbed her mouth and keeled over. Lydia didn't even seem to notice the vomiting sounds behind her. She felt drawn to the body. It was terrible and terrifying but it felt like she needed to be there. Every surface was splattered with blood, the walls floor and ceiling all cover in red.
It was dark when Scott drove up to Peter's apartment building. He groaned internally when he saw the one person he didn't want to be here.
"What're you doing here" Scott asked, taking off his helmet. Malia stood firm in front of him, not showing any intent to back down. She couldn't be here. He hadn't told her Peter was her dad. Not even Peter knew.
"I heard you were coming to talk to peter and since Lydia tells me he's basically Satan in a V-neck, I figured you shouldn't be alone."
"I can handle Peter" Scott told her in a strong voice.
"You can handle him better with me" She said, turning toward the building with a hair flip." The two walked up the stairs to a big metal door. Scott grabbed one edge and pulled it open without knocking. The walked down the stairs into the huge, plane main room
"What's wrong with you" Malia asked, staring straight forward.
"Nothing" Scott mumbled unconvincingly.
"Your heart is pounding like crazy. Are you nerves?" She asked. I have to talk to Peter and make sure you don't find out the truth."
"He's just bad at introductions" A voice said from behind them. Malia whipped around to stare at a man in his mid-40's sitting calmly on a couch reading.
"Peter" Scott said quietly. "This is Malia." He watched as the older man's eyes grew wide and a rare emotion of shock crossed his face. Peter stood and looked at her from across the room, composing his face.
"Beautiful eyes" He told her. "Did you get them from your father" he asked, tilting his head to the side and squinting at her.
"Mother" She responded, giving him a confused and disturbed look.
"Interesting" he said. Scott glanced between the two knowing they could hear his heart pounding at one-hundred miles an hour. "Anyway" he said in a less curious voice. "I'm sure they told you a lot about me."
"The homicidal killing spree came up" Malia said.
"Well we're all works in progress" Peter chuckled.
"Well when you progress to your next killing spree why don't you make sure they all stay dead." She said in a sassy voice.
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"What do you know about people being turned by a scratch" Scott asked, breaking up their conversation.
"Did you scratch someone Scott" He asked, just a tint of surprise in his voice. Scott shook his head. "Don't worry about it. Claws have to go pretty deep."
"But it's possible" Scott said to the retreating form. "Like if you clawed out someone's throat?"
"Well yea" he sighed. "It's possible but it's beyond rare. We're talking one in a…" realization struck. "million" he growled.
As the conversation between werewolves went on stiles, opened the door to his best friend's house. "We're gonna sit quietly. We're not going to call or talk to anyone." Stiles commanded.
"Can I talk to you" Derek asked.
"No" Stiles said.
"Good."
"Fine."
"Can I talk to him" Derek asked pointing to Scott's dad who was holding a bag of groceries and sporting a confused look. Stiles gasped silently.
"Are you getting taller" he asked, gesturing rapidly with his hands.
"What're you guys doing here" Mr. McCall asked?
"Waiting for Scott" Derek said, glancing at Stiles.
"So am I. We're supposed to have dinner" he said. "I brought extra are you hungry?"
"Yea" Derek smiled feeling relived for the first time that day.
"No" Stiles interrupter, getting a glare from the other teen. "We're not hungry."
"No I'm starving" Derek said."
"Neither of us are hungry. Thanks though."
"Ok. Well if you're not hungry Stiles, your friend can still eat."
"Miguel" Stiles interrupted Derek. "It's my cousin Miguel… from Mexico." Derek glared at him again. Scott's father proceeded to ask the boy in question something in Spanish. Stiles sighed when Derek answered back in the same language.
"Fantastic" Scott's dad smiled. "Eggroll?"
"Hell yea" Derek smiled widely.
"Ha fantastic, eggroll" Stiles laughed awkwardly. The three sat down at the dining room table and dug into their Chinese food.
"Mr. McCall you're an FBI agent" Derek said, looking down at the badge lying on the table.
"He's a low level" Stiles said, worried about the direction their conversation was going.
"So do you investigate murders" he asked, ignoring the other boy.
"Sometimes, if it's a federal crime."
"What about fires?"
"Oh my god. I wonder where Scott is" Stiles said loudly with food in his mouth. He knew this was trouble. He had half a mind to drag the stupid boy straight through the door and lock him in the garage. But he was pretty sure that would cause some questions.
"What kind, what kind of fires" He asked?
"Huh" Stiles said loudly grabbing his phone to text Scott. If he didn't get his wolfy ass here right now they were screwed.
"Do you know anything about the Hale fire" Derek asked? The man looked at him long and hard.
"Oh I forgot you need to help me with my paper" Stiles said loudly, grabbing the boy by the arm and dragging him up the stairs.
"What no I…" Derek complained but was silenced by an elbow to the rib. The teen was roughly pushed into Scott's room.
"Stay" Stiles said, trying to close the door. Derek growled and grabbed him by the back of his shirt. Stiles grunted as he was thrust against the wall.
"Ok I didn't lie" Stiles grunted. "I omitted certain truths, vital truths now that I think about it."
"I don't want to talk to you" Derek growled, releasing Stiles. "I want to talk to the alpha. I want to talk to Scott."
"Ok I'm just going to call him. I'll go downstairs. You don't move." He shut the door, his heart rushing. "And I thought adult Derek was bad" He said to himself. "Now we have a sour-wolf with raging teenage hormones. What could possibly go wrong?"
"Can't anyone in this town stay dead" Peter growled, slamming his hands down on the table.
"I think they were hoping you would" Malia snapped.
"Do you have any idea why Kate would turn Derek into a teenager again?" Scott asked.
"What color were his eyes" Peter asked?
"Blue" Scott said.
"After Page" He muttered to himself. "Which could mean around the time he first met Kate."
"Derek and Kate knew each other" Scott asked, raising his eyebrows.
"You weren't the first wolf to climb into a hunter's bed." He said starting to pace the room. "Ok Derek went to the site of the house thinking it was still there, right?"
"Yea" Scott said. "He doesn't remember the fire.
"But if he doesn't remember the fire than he doesn't remember it was Kate that set it."
"So what does that mean" Malia asked.
"Kate didn't just take him back to a teenager" he sighed. "She… She took him back to age where he still knew her. When he still trusted her." Scott's phone rang making Malia jump.
"Instinct" She growled at the men staring at her.
"Stiles?" Scott asked, putting the phone to his ear.
"Scott you have to get here. Derek's a walking time bomb. He asked your dad about the Hale fire. He's not even trying to hide who he is."
"Where is he now" Scott asked. "Is he safe?"
"Yea. He's in your bedroom. He'll be perfectly fine. You know I'm starting to miss the old Derek." He grumbled.
"We can't worry about that now" Scott said. We think Kate's coming to find him."
"Why would Kate be coming to find him" He asked?
"We think" Scott started before being interrupted.
"You know I think you're right" Stiles said. "They went out your window."
"What" Scott yelled? Stiles stay there." The line went dead as Scott hung up. "Kate got him." Not needing further instruction the two others ran to the door.
"Wait" Scott shouted.
"For what" Peter shouted back, eyes glowing blue. "Kate's out there twisting her way into Derek's head yet again. We need to find her."
"All we need's a sent" Malia added.
"But that could take hours" Scott told them. "If we wanna get ahead of her we've gotta find out where she's going."
"Not to underestimate my own cognitive faculties but we're not exactly geniuses hear."
"Then maybe we should call one" the alpha smirked.
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As Scott and his pack rushed to find a way to find Derek, the boy was walking calmly down a side street with a girl he had once thought he loved.
"Kate" Derek started.
"We can't talk now" She said to him. "Wait. We're still too close to earshot."
"But why do we have to sneak out?" Derek asked stopping in his tracks. "Kate I want answers." The woman turned with a sad smile on her face.
"Derek" She whispered, coming in close to him. "You need to trust me." She moved her hand to rest on the boy's cheek. "You were being tricked. Those aren't good people."
"What do you mean" Derek asked, backing out of the touch. He couldn't tell if she was lying. Her heart had been at an odd pace since she had come to Scott's room.
"Derek, please trust me" she said. "I know you can't remember but we were in love" she whispered, faking a terribly sad expression.
"You're lying" Derek said, sounding more like he was convincing himself. Kate was thrown off.
"Why would you think that? We never fell out of love." Derek shook his head. He remembered when he realized he didn't love Kate. He thought he did but then he saw Sam. The moment the boy had walked into his history class his heart shot to a million miles an hour. He was sure every one of his siblings could hear it. He started to notice small things about himself. He realized why he had never taken their relationship to the next level. Everyone thought they did but he only let them think that. Kate tried to get him into her bed on multiple occasions but the idea just wasn't appealing. Then there was the way his entire body would blush when he was in the locker rooms before and after Lacrosse practice. It had taken one week to realize he was gay and another to get the courage to tell Kate. The last thing he remembered was making the decision to break up with her.
"We're not together" He said more convincingly.
"Derek fine if you don't believe me" Kate said more angrily, "but I had to get you out of there. That alpha is bad."
"You're wrong" He shouted, surprising both of them with his anger. "Scott is a good alpha. I've never seen anyone like him. He has a pure heart and will risk his life to save anyone, even the people he doesn't like."
"It's a lie" Kate growled.
"No Kate. You're the one that's lying and I'm going back." He turned on his heels and walked away. There was an animalistic growl behind him and the next thing he saw was the pavement.
"You're going to get me what I want or I'll rip your throat out." She growled.
"No" He growled, hissing in pain.
"It's nothing much" She chuckled. "Take me to the vault and give me the Triskelion."
"That's it. That's all you want" He gasped.
"Yes" She hissed, pulling him to his feet. "Now will you go quietly or do I have to keep my claws to your throat. Derek growled.
"I'll take you."
"That's my boy" She said sweetly, removing the claws from his throat. He walked slowly, watching through his peripheral vision. The human would of realized he's gone by now and if Scott was close by maybe he could track his sent. They soon left the side streets and headed for a long brick building.
"Why would your family build a vault under a high school" Kate asked as they approached the sigh in front of the school.
"The vault was here first." He turned to the sign and whipped out his claws. Kate hissed and pulled out hers. "Calm down" He said rolling his eyes. He stuck them into a circular design on the side and turned it like a dial. Kate smiled as the sign spun, revealing a set of stairs.
"You first" She said.
The room bellow was small but tall. There were metal shelves against each wall, holding a verity of items.
"Get it" She hissed. Derek scowled and went to a small wooden box. He handed her a small wooded circle, designed with a druid symbol.
"This is it?" She asked, incredulously.
"This way" Peter yelled as they ran up the steps toward school. Malia stopped dead and sniffed the air.
"Did you catch a sent "Scott asked, hopefully?
"It's the same one" she said, looking scared. "The same one as Mexico." She cleansed around gasping in air trying to pinpoint the small that seemed to engulf them completely. "It smells like it's everywhere" She gasped, whipping her head at Scott.
"What's she talking about" Peter asked?
"One of them came after us in the church." Scott said.
"And one on the road" Malia said. "It couldn't have followed us here?" Malia said to Scott.
"But they could have been brought by Kate." A rumbled growl echoed off the school's walls, followed by a clanking of bones.
"Oh I've heard that sound before" Peter moaned. "Did it have an animal scull" He asked them? "A human wearing a scull over its face?"
"I think so" Malia said more timidly.
"What are they" Scott asked?
"Berserkers" He growled. A fearsome form approached them. It was huge, much larger than any normal human and wore a skull on its head. Its body was covered in armor made from bones of animals and possibly human. It growled again, this time louder. Malia moved forward ready to strike but was pulled back." Are you crazy?" Peter growled.
"It's just one of them" she said, a smile crossing her lips.
"Yea that means we have a chance" He said.
"To beat them?"
"To survive" he said, turning and running up the steps. The two teens glanced up the steps and back to the beast.
"Run" Scott yelled. They took off in the direction of the other wolf, the beast only steps behind. They moved as fast as they could across the grass. They slid around a corner, before stopping in their tracks. A second beast, clinking its bones stood in their path. They turned and ran up steps to the second floor of the school. Malia scream. The second berserker jumped from the roof and landed at the top of the steps, trapping them.
Scott jumped, bouncing off a pillar and landing behind one. His eyes glowed red and he jumped, swiping at its chest. A loud clang sounded from the impact of bone to claw. Scott gasped. There wasn't even a scratch. He continued, putting all his force into each strike, the creature dodging every one. It grabbed his head and banged it against the pillar. He could vaguely hear Malia fighting beside him but everything was blurry and a buzzing rang in his ears.
Back in the vault a growl sounded from far away. "That was Scott" Derek yelled.
"I believe it was" Kate chuckled. "It appears he's met my friends."
"And very nice friends it seems" Peter chuckled, walking down the steps. "This was quite the elaborate plan." Kate took her eyes from Derek to focus on the bigger threat. Derek took his chance and sprinted across the vault, speeding past his uncle and up the stairs. He could hear the distant sounds of a fight. He could here growling and what sounded like metal against bone.
"Kira" Someone shouted, causing Derek to quicken his pace. He heard something soft hit the ground hard. It had to be that girl. When they came into view his heart rate increased. It wasn't out of fear or even adrenalin. He saw Scott sitting on the floor injured and scared. He let his mind go blank and felt strength radiate through him. He sliced at one creature, moving faster than he ever had before. He dodged two blows and flipped, bringing his leg to the one's chest. It staggered back and the other one went in for a swipe. He dodged every move and saw Scott staring at him in shock. It filled him with more power. He flipped over the other, to land behind. He went to kick out its leg but a horn sounded from somewhere else on the grounds. The beasts turned and ran, not glancing back. Derek stood, and stared at everyone's shocked faces.
"Your eyes" Scott gasped realizing the boy didn't know. "They're yellow. Derek grabbed his face and gasped. Meanwhile Peter was just managing to get up, the smoke dissipating enough for his lungs to work. The safe was open and all the money was gone.