Since I have been asked to continue, I will! Don't expect some love story though, mostly because I dunno who would be best with Derek. Also I have no beta, so I am relying mostly on Microsoft word to tell me when I am wrong. If you want the job, lemme know. Also if you have suggestions or ideas for the story just message away. Derek will have moments with all the main characters in the show, so maybe from there you can all decide on who would be best with him. It is extremely AU, so it's set after season 3… I might use some ideas from 3B if they work into the story. This starts a week after chapter one, and thank you RxR4ever and my anon review. You guys made me want to continue.
"Hey Derek, You got lucky that there was another alpha attack on Beacon hills don't you think?" The voice of Peter Hale drifted into the new alpha Derek's ears. He had not been trying to become alpha again with that alpha came to challenge Scott, but after the alpha pack had left he had been shocked into realizing he had sucked as an alpha. He had to support Scott, after all Derek had made life hard for the teenager. "Peter, this was not luck… it was bad timing, Scott wasn't ready to deal with it. He is still getting control of this new power he has. His mother was in the hospital, someone had to do something and you weren't exactly stepping up" He spoke firmly shaking his head.
Peter wasn't known for his selfless acts, and while the Uncle and Nephew were on friendlier terms then before Derek still didn't fully trust him just yet. It led back to him killing Laura for her Alpha powers. "Now Derek, you're talking like I wouldn't help my alpha. I am helping you aren't I?" The tone of Peter's voice reached his ears, and Derek instantly felt the hair on his neck stand on end. Slowly turning from the window in the loft to face his uncle suspiciously he shook his head. "How are you helping me Peter?" The steel blue eyes of his uncle peered back at him, and in defense Derek growled at him warningly.
"Derek, you are a horrible Alpha… that's how I am helping" Peter smirked at his nephew and launched his body forward his arm flying out to slash across his throat. It was only stopped by Derek's iron grip grabbing his wrist. "You don't have the element of surprise like with Laura" Growling the words out at Peter, Derek lifted his leg and slammed it into his chest feeling the crunch of bones under the sole of his boot as his uncle went flying. Deciding that Peter had been causing too much trouble for Beacon Hills Derek quickly ran to where Peter fell in his loft determined to finish him off.
Peter's back hit one of the columns in the loft feeling the plaster crumbling from the impact as he fell to the ground. "Smart kid" Coughing as a copper liquid dripped from his lips he smirked hearing Derek's footsteps towards him. "Or not" His hand curling around a pipe he spun over just as Derek reached his body he pushed the metal pipe straight through his nephews stomach. "Nice try Derek, but even as a Beta I am better than you" Sitting up with only a slight twinge of pain Peter kicked Derek to the floor watching a black goo erupt from his mouth as he tried to remove the pipe from his stomach.
Derek was tired, always fighting but he was not about to lose this one. He couldn't, he knew that Peter would go on a rampage. His hands curling around the metal pipe he tried to pull it out only to begin choking on the fact his body was trying to heal. "You're a monster Peter" His voice tense he clenched his jaw jerking the metal pipe out and glared at his uncle. "Whether or not you kill me… this has never been for the good of others, it's for you. You always were nothing" Speaking what he always believed as Peter approached him he tried once more to fight back pushing himself to his knees glaring with red eyes at his uncle. Grabbing his uncles hand just as he moved to swipe at him again he growled tightening his grip feeling the bones crumbling under his hand.
"Enjoy… death Derek" Gritting his teeth since his left wrist was being broken slowly by Derek's grip, Peter raised his right hand and slashed down towards Derek's neck pleased when he saw the skin part and blood begin to bubble to the surface. His hand being released he did not even hesitate to slash his choking nephews neck again successfully killing the alpha, feeling the power filling him all over again. His cold steel blue eyes shifted to an unforgiving red and he was ready to take on the role of alpha that was supposed to be his in the first place.
A loud gasp filled the room of the dark loft as Derek shot up from the bed where he had fallen asleep. His hand lifted to his neck and his eyes closed. Sweat covered his body and his jaw clenched shut in anger. He had been back for a week and every single night it was the same dream, his death. If he had his way he would have never been brought back, he ached in his heart to be back in the arms of his mother. His death had been the happiest he had ever been, and he supposed he owed Peter for that but really all he wanted was the elder Hale dead and gone. Slowly opening his eyes he let out a slow breath shaking his head, he was not giving into that urge. It would do him no good.
Grabbing the edge of his blanket, he tossed it to the side and turned his body to the side his feet touching the cold cement floor pushing himself to his feet. He still felt so weak, after a weak he was in no condition to fight anyone or help in this problem Scott kept saying he had. Still Derek couldn't bring himself to care. He felt like he lost his family all over again. Walking to the window that he had in the loft he crossed his arms staring out at the dark skies. For an entire week he had guests, Scott's pack had visited him and each time he turned them away. He didn't want to see those teenagers, and Peter's pack well, from what Stiles said he wouldn't be happy with who had joined him.
A dual set of footsteps broke him from his daydream, and Derek found himself having to refrain from lashing out. Scott didn't know the mistake he and Lydia made by bringing him back, that didn't mean that he forgave them. "Scott, Stiles… it's no use you should probably just turn around and walk away. I want nothing to do with whatever it is you're doing" Speaking out into the quiet room but not turning away from the window he clenched his jaw. It hit him that he didn't feel that unending doom on his shoulders anymore, the weight of being an alpha didn't fall to him. "Derek, just listen to us man. Don't be such a sour wolf" Stiles spoke into the room acting a lot braver then he felt.
It didn't take a genius to see something was different, Derek was colder then he was before. At least before he would tell the teens what huge mistakes they were making. Now he didn't even bother to talk mostly. Scott took a step forward and shook his head sighing. "Derek it's Peter. He has gone nuts, he is going to attract hunters here. The Argents are actually thinking about coming back into hunting. I can't get through to him; I need your help I brought you back to help." Scott spoke practically desperate to get through to the older wolf. Scott knew that Derek knew things he didn't, those things could give them an upper hand. Deaton said that they would need Derek if they wanted to take down Peter, Derek just wasn't cooperating.
Smirking to himself finding the situation amusing, Derek laughed his voice sounding hollow. Turning to face them he shook his head. "Why should I care huh? You tell me how this is my problem Scott. If the Argents come back to hunting, then I will willingly put myself in front of their arrows. Actually, does your little girlfriend still hate me? Send her my way" The thought of dying again burrowed deep into his thoughts, he wanted it. He wanted to be back in that paradise. "Derek you can't be serious…" Stiles spoke in disbelief as they looked on at Derek like he was crazy. "I know you're not yourself, but you have never been suicidal" Crossing the room to where Stiles was, Derek looked at the scrawny teen his jaw clenched.
"And what do you think now?" Growling the words out at him his eyes flashed blue at him dangerously. "You think I wanted to come back here?!" Yelling in his face he only was snapped out of it when Scott pushed him back. "Stop Derek! Look you can't survive on your own, and we need your help! Look if you help us, join my pack… get us through this problem, if you still want to die I will make sure that happens" Trying to make a deal with Derek, Scott sighed shaking his head his hand pressed into his chest. "You have my word Derek" Scott spoke earnestly shaking his head as he looked at the older wolf. Derek's eyes went normal as he looked at the young alpha his jaw clenched.
One thing about Stiles that he knew could be trusted was he stuck by his word. It was a tempting offer, getting to go back to those gorgeous words, his mothers warm embrace. His heart tugging at the thought of his mother he stood up straight taking a step back. He was about to speak when another scent hit his nose and he growled. "Peter…" His anger starting to bubble over at the scent of his Uncle he saw Stiles and Scott get tense as the other alpha walked into the room. "Ahh I heard that they brought you back Derek. Didn't believe them since you hadn't attacked me yet. Scott, I should have known you would be here" Peter spoke with a smirk on his face amused by the spectacle in front of him.
"What do you want…?" Derek spoke his hands shaking with his anger quickly crossing his arms so he did not show a weakness to Peter he stared at him coolly. "Now now Derek, put that angry gaze away. I killed you for your own good" Lifting a hand he waved his nephews anger off dismissively. "I came here to offer you a place in my pack, if you were actually alive of course." Taking in Peter's words, Derek felt his anger melt away into pure shock. "Is that what you would tell Laura? That it was for her own good?" His voice showing his shock in a moment of weakness he shook his head. He remembered his anger upon coming back from the dead. He vowed to end Peter, to never trust another soul, to do whatever was necessary to accomplish what he wanted, but in that moment he realized that was who Peter was not him.
"I would never… join you Peter." His voice turning hard he glared at the alpha clenching his jaw. He was not going to have anything to do with the man, but he would not kill him out of revenge either. It would make him a killer. His mother said they were predators, not killers. Remembering what his father had recently told him in that paradise, he shook his head. He was better than Peter, he would not become a killer. "I suggest you leave Peter" Scott spoke him from his place he had taken beside of Derek, the sudden change in the hale had surprised him, he expected Derek to attack out of anger, but he could sense no urge of revenge in him. There was something different about the brooding wolf.
"Well Derek, I see you have chosen your side… too bad" Reaching out like a flash after he had spoken, Peter grabbed Derek by the throat and spun once throwing him out of the large window of the loft hoping this time that he would stay dead. Peter wasn't stupid, Derek could throw a wrench in his plans. "Derek!" Stiles ran to the window looking down at the body in the ally his stomach dropping some. "Oh you have got to be kidding me… can you even win a fight!?" Throwing his arms up he looked back at Scott and Peter knowing he needed to get down there if he was going to help at all. Scott looked at his friend knowing what he wanted and nodded once turning and kicking Peter in the chest once. There would be no more death if Scott could help it, they just needed to find a way around all of this.
Peter went flying back into the wall, creating a dent in the plaster only to get up with a smirk on his face as he dusted his clothes off looking at Scott. "Very nice Scott, maybe I should show you how a real alpha fights…" Rolling his neck once he growled his eyes going red as his bones cracked and readjusted his face morphing into his alpha beta form letting out a roar at Scott. Following Peter's lead Scott morphed from his human features into that of his wolf keeping Peter's attention on him so that Stiles could check on Derek. Whether they liked it or not they would need that man to beat whatever plans Peter had cooked up.
"Derek… open your eyes sweetheart" A soft voice filtered through his ears and for a moment Derek thought the past week had been a dream. His eyes opening quickly he saw nothing but white around him, and his mother. "Mom? What's going on?" Talia gave her son a soft smile her hand resting on his hair covered cheek gently. "Well it seems that Peter tried to kill you again Derek… you're letting this become a habit" Hearing the soft joking tone of her voice he smiled some and sat up shaking his head. "I was going to kill him again mom… I was planning it, but… I realized I would be a monster. How can I do this? He wants me dead… Scott wants me to fight… I always make the wrong choices, how do I know what is right?"
His voice pleading with her to give him the answers he sighed and shook his head. "Derek. You're not a little boy anymore, you know what is right and wrong. You know what you should do, follow what your heart says is right" She spoke as she placed a hand against his chest. "I did not raise a fool, everyone makes mistakes Derek. You have just let your guilt eat away at you. Trust those who have trusted you" Listening to his mother, he groaned his head falling back with a sigh. "Really? You're speaking in riddles again?" Looking at her in disbelief, he shook his head that was until it sounded like his name was being echoed around them. "Can I please come back?" Looking at her he leaned his cheek into her hand sighing. "No, you are needed here. Wake up sweetheart, they need you"
The sound of the echoing being louder he looked at his mother and nodded his head stiffly. "I won't let you down again" Speaking as a burning stinging feeling was growing on his cheek he looked at his mother. "I know you won't… now wake up, remember not everything is what it appears to be Derek. Do not trust your eyes" Looking at his mother in confusion he sat up as she backed away from him her body fading from view. Sighing he got to his feet looking around the white room as his name grew louder. "Damn it how do I wake u…"
His eyes snapping open, Derek grabbed Stiles's wrist as he moved to punch him again his jaw clenched. "Do you always have to punch me?" His entire body feeling like it was on fire he slowly sat up reaching to his back and pulled a shard of glass out wincing. His body wasn't healing nearly as good as it should have been. The price of coming back from the dead he assumed. "Yeah well stop getting your ass handed to you and I won't have to" Shaking his head Stiles looked relieved but grimaced seeing the glass being pulled out of his body. "Oh god, do you have to do that here?" Narrowing his eyes at the spastic teenager he shook his head getting to his feet slowly.
"Suck it up… where's Scott?" Seeing Stiles point up he could hear the fight going on and growled. His mother was right, they needed him and while he couldn't beat an alpha in his state he could beat Peter. "Let's go" Grabbing the collar of Stiles's shirt he dragged him along heading back up to his loft releasing the fabric from his grip once he got within running distance of his loft. Running back into the room seeing both had injuries but Peter was winning with Scott pinned to the ground, Derek could see he was about to land the killing blow. "Peter!" Running over he grabbed his wrist effectively stopping what he was trying. "I suggest you leave now" His hand turning clawed as his wolf took over he clenched his jaw tightly.
His stall tactic had given Scott enough time to recover, and Derek released his wrist as soon as Scott kicked him out of the loft. Reaching down he helped Scott to his feet and clenched his jaw looking back at his uncle. "I won't allow you to hurt my alpha" Signaling his allegiance with that one sentence he felt Scott straighten up beside him. "Leave Peter" Scott spoke with authority as he pulled Stiles behind him and he stood in front of Derek already healing. "It's your last chance" Letting Scott speak, Derek crossed his arms his wounds already healing as he stood straight behind Scott looking a lot more confident than he felt. His alpha was a teenager it was disconcerting.
His mother was right though, he felt like this was the right thing to do. "Fine, we will be seeing each other soon" Peter smirked and turned quickly walking away from the loft clearing his throat. Scott watched the other alpha walked off before he turned to face Derek finally allowing his disbelief to take over. "Are you serious? You're joining my pack?" Hearing the disbelief in his tone Derek sighed rubbing the back of his neck. "It's the right thing to do. Something isn't right in Beacon Hills, doesn't take a genius to figure that out. So yes, I am joining your pack" Turning he walked to his couch and took a seat rubbing his face letting out a breath.
"Scott come on man, we can do this without Derek… We can't trust him, you saw everything he did" Stiles spoke to his best friend urgently. Something told him that whatever was happening had something to do with that grumpy wolf. He had come back different and he knew everyone was seeing it. "Stiles, he did what he thought was right and you saw how Peter reacted. Derek can do something, we both know it" Scott tried to keep his voice low so he didn't piss off the wolf that had only just agreed to join him, that was the last thing they needed. "Man, he will probably try to kill you for your power just like Peter did him. They are the same!" Stiles lifted his arms waving them like that would somehow make his point more valid, and didn't even notice Derek coming closer.
Furious by what Stiles had said about him Derek grabbed him by the front of his shirt and jerked him close growling. "How dare you say I am like him… I am nothing like him! Peter is a monster!" Yelling in Stiles's face he pushed him into Scott his face nothing but rage. "I never betrayed my family! My pack willingly!" Pointing at the young teen warningly, he clenched his jaw his body shaking. He was furious at the nerve Stiles had. "Derek, man calm down he didn't mean it like that you know Stiles talks before thinking" With a shake of his head Scott side and steadied his friend before stepping up to Derek his shoulders squared. "He just doesn't think we can trust you, something changed you, from being an alpha to dying. You're not the same, you have been nothing but angry since you came back. Why?"
Looking at Scott, Derek shook his head his jaw clenched. "Because I didn't want to be brought back Scott, yes I am very angry… I am furious; I was finally with my family. I saw them again, and when I was finally happy you brought me back" His voice laced with fury he glared at the two teens. "I have to make do with what's happened though, so I will do whatever I can to help you. Doesn't mean I have to like it" Being honest with them even if he was still furious he could see they were shocked by his revelation, and for once Stiles was completely speechless. If he wasn't so angry he might have actually laughed at that, the chatterbox Stiles speechless.
"Derek we didn't know, we just knew we needed your help. We didn't even know you were dead for the first month. Peter said you went searching for something. It wasn't until we saw his eyes we knew" Speaking out Scott shook his head sighing. "I'm sorry you were pulled away from that Derek. Was it nice?" Trying to make conversation with the wolf he cleared his throat rubbing his neck. Looking over at Scott, Derek shook his head sighing. "Scott I need to fix this window… think you can head out? I want to be alone" Seeing the alpha nod he walked away from the two and headed to the window starting to clean up the broken glass that had fallen inside instead of in the ally. Stiles looked at Scott in disbelief and quickly followed him out of the loft. "Man that guy is going to kill us. We took him away from his family" Freaking out his hands tossed out in front of him groaning. "We're all gonna die, die slow painful deaths. I knew it, I just knew it" Scott looked at his friend and sighed shaking his head. "Really Stiles? We won't die, Derek is just dealing with his death that's all.. we will get through this man" Placing a hand on his shoulder Scott nodded his head.
Derek listened to their retreating voices and footsteps and sighed sliding down the wall resting his head back against the brick. "Hope that was what was right mom" Muttering into the empty room figuring she could hear him since she had came to him before, Derek could feel the empty hole in his chest. He felt the loneliness creeping in on him, just as he had been before and probably would always be he was alone. At least he would not be an omega; he would get stronger faster with the pack he was in now. Even if half were human, he would find a way to come to terms with this. "Stay with me mom, I have a feeling I am going to need you now more than ever" Rubbing his hand across his face he sighed closing his eyes just exhausted by everything that happened already.
