(Slight amounts of dub/con)
I call Scott the second I know we are free. "Dude, where are you? You missed the game and you're dad is looking for you."
"We are on our way back to my house. When you're done you need to get there ASAP. Shit is real, and shit is bad." He agrees and then hangs up.
When we get home, dad still isn't there, so Derek and I go into the living room. Derek looks like he is on the verge of a panic attack or ripping the furniture to shreds. Either way, not good. I am still freaking out a bit that my theory turned out to be true. I get why Derek is the way he is right now. I don't think there will be any reasoning with Peter, so that really only leaves one option. And I know it's one that neither of us is going to be okay with.
Scott doesn't show up until almost a half an hour after we got home. It should have only taken him like ten minutes. When he walks through the door his heart is beating faster than is normal and Derek is up right behind him shutting the door. "What did he do to you?"
"What did who do?"
"The Alpha, Peter. He was in the locker room. He tried to convince me to join him." Scott goes and sits on the couch while Derek and I stand next to each other in mirroring poses with our arms crossed. "After I refused, he said something about seeing his point of view and then dug his claws into the back of my neck. Before I could do anything I started to see things."
Derek's eyebrows are drawn in tight together. "What kind of things?"
"I'm not entirely sure, there was fire, and people screaming, and then all the people that have died recently. The ones he's killed."
I look over to Derek in question of 'what the hell'. He looks back at me with some worry covered up by a lot of anger and confusion. "It's something that takes a long time to learn. When a wolf sinks their claws into someone's spine they can access memories. They can take, view, or share their own. It sounds like Peter shared his memories of the fire and those connected with it. What else did he want?"
"Nothing. After he did that, he left. It took me so long to get here because I wasn't able to move after he did that."
"Well then it looks like you already know our bad news. We went to the hospital to see if the Alpha was Peter, and now we know he is." Derek grunts and walks into the kitchen.
"Is he okay?"
"What do you think, Scott? He just found out that it was his uncle that killed his sister. How do you think he's doing right now?" Scott flinches at my words just as Derek walks back into the room with a glass of water for Scott. It is kind of surprising that he would do that, but then at the same time it isn't. Derek has grown closer to us since we have spent most of our free time with him. We are slowly, if not already, becoming a pack. Never thought I would be a part of one. Never thought I would need it. I'm glad I was wrong.
"We need a plan." Derek's voice is low and a little gruff.
"Right, well we can't take him out in public. We need to lure him away from there to make sure that we aren't seen and that he doesn't hurt anyone else."
"Knowing Peter, crazy or not, he will have a plan. Whatever we do has to match whatever he can throw at us. I don't think he is turning more Betas. He found out with Scott that it is too unpredictable. But that means he is going to keep trying for us. He wants us on his side and he will do anything to get us there." Derek looks at Scott and we all know that he is talking about Allison.
"Does she know? Have you been able to figure that out or not?"
"I'm pretty sure she doesn't, but I have heard her aunt say a bunch of stuff to her. It's like she is trying to lead her to the right conclusions." Derek almost winces, and I want to smack Scott, but then I remember that he doesn't know what I do about Kate. I will have to sit down and have a long heart to heart with him about that soon.
"She's the last." At first I don't know what Derek is talking about. It takes me a moment to remember the list.
"Everyone else on the list is dead. He knows that Harris really didn't have anything to do with it, so the last person is Kate."
"What do you mean?"
"She's the one who burnt my house and family to the ground."
Scott's eyes bug out of his head. "She did what? How do you know? Are you sure?"
"Yes, Scott. He's sure. She is dangerous and I don't want you to hang out at her house anymore. We haven't told your mom about Allison's family yet, and I won't. But if you keep going over there, they are going to figure it out. They are trained to recognize werewolves in everyday life. If you want to hang with her, go to your house or something. But from now on, the Argent household is a no-go zone."
He doesn't even fight me on this one. Even when he leaves he is still reeling from the shock of the information he learned. Just after he left, Derek went up to his room and slammed the door closed. An obvious way of telling me that he doesn't want to talk tonight. Part of me wants to go and knock anyway, but I know that it wouldn't get me anywhere. I'm a bit lost and I don't know what to do.
Dad gets home about an hour later saying that he had to take care of some things at the station and then asks me where I was. So I tell him what happened tonight and he sits down hard at the kitchen table. "Damnit kid, this is why I didn't want you involved with all this shit." He pours himself a glass of whiskey and downs it before pouring another.
I put my laced hands together on the table and stare at them, unable to look my dad in the face. His disappointment is enough to take without having to see the look I know is in his eyes. "I know dad, I'm sorry. I just couldn't let them face this on their own, not when I had a chance to help."
He is quite for a few minutes, and then surprises me with his next words. "You are so much like your mother." I look up at him.
"What?"
"She would have been doing the same things you are. Hell if she were alive, she would be right alongside you. Probably getting into more trouble than you are even." I don't really know what to say to that. Dad never talks about her. He still wears his wedding ring, and there is a bottle of her favorite perfume on top of his dresser next to her picture, but he never says anything about her. "I miss your mom." He moves to pour himself another glass, but I put my hand on his to stop him. "Thanks." It sounds like the alcohol has gotten to him a little bit.
There are so many things I want to say to him right now, but when I open my mouth the words won't come out. Like how scared I am, how much I wish that he didn't have to deal with all of this, that it might be better if he didn't know anything about the supernatural at all. How much I love him.
His eyes are drooping a bit and I know that he will pass out here if I don't help him up to his bed. So I move around the table and grab one of his arms and sling it across my shoulder. "Come on old man, let's get you to bed." He makes a noise of agreement and I heave him up and start to half walk, half carry him to the stairs. I don't have supernatural strength so carrying his weight is pretty hard. But I manage. Just as I hit the bottom of the stairs, Derek is there at the top. He comes down and wordlessly takes his other arm and helps me move him.
Dad starts talking some nonsense about wolves and family, most of it I try to tune out. I am on the verge of tears as it is, if I listen to anything else he says I know I won't be able to hold them back.
After we get him on the bed, I take off his shoes and tuck him under the covers, then place a kiss on his forehead and let him fall into sleep. When I close the door, Derek is standing there leaning against the wall. "Stiles-" I just shake my head. I can't deal with his right now.
"I'll be in my room if you need anything." Not even letting him respond, I close my door and then move to the closet and shed all my clothes turning into the fox. I can't cry in that form so maybe I can hold out a bit and get my emotions under control.
Once inside I curl up into the small nest I made myself there and bury my head under my tail in an attempt to forget everything and fall asleep.
…
The first thing I notice before I am all the way awake is a warm presence that is almost surrounding me. I take a deep breath and find that I am sitting In Derek's lap. We are still in my closet and the door is still closed. That means that he came in after I fell asleep and I didn't even wake me up. I am not usually so deep of a sleeper. So naturally I start to freak out.
"Hey, hey, calm down. You're alright. Sorry if I startled you, I just thought that you could use some company." His hand starts stroking over my fur. I don't know how I should feel about it. I think I should feel violated or something, but the action is soothing and I can't make myself move. Actually I push up into his hand. I don't know how long the motions continue and I can't quite stop the soft purr that is coming out of my chest. "You ready to face the world yet?" I burrow myself a little deeper in my tail and what must be his thigh. "Yeah, me either."
He doesn't say anything more, and keeps up the soft strokes along my back. I don't know how long we sit there for, but long enough for my dad to get up and leave for work and for the clock downstairs to go off a few times.
Eventually I feel like it's time to get up and see what life has in store next to screw us over with. So, slowly, I make my way off Derek's lap and he opens the door for me, and then moves out to the hallway. "I'll be downstairs. Come down when you're decent."
The door closes behind him. Shifting back to my human form is strange after the night and morning I just had. What the hell was all that? Why did Derek come in and sleep in my closet with me? I run my fingers through my hair in frustration, but make sure to not make any noises that would give myself away. Instead I get dressed and make my way to the bathroom to relieve myself and stare in the mirror.
I think the thing that is throwing me is that last night was the first time I slept all the way through the night since mom died. Usually I get woken up by small noises in the neighborhood. But last night I didn't wake up once. I don't know what to make of that.
Finally I get downstairs to the smells of bacon frying and eggs being scrambled. Without saying anything I set the table and fill two glasses with milk. Derek brings over two plates of food and we start eating in silence. Well that is until I have to open my big mouth. "So… what was that about?" Derek just gives me one of his patented eyebrows. "Don't look at me like that. You know exactly what I'm talking about, sourwolf."
His almost smug look turns a bit sheepish and I instantly feel guilty for verbally attacking the guy, but I don't know why. "I could sense your distress, and when a pack member is in pain, you give them comfort. I'm not always good with words, so I thought a physical presence would be better." I just kinda gape at him. It's pretty undignified, but that was not the answer I was expecting. "I apologize if I overstepped any boundaries."
And it's that almost dejected look that has me hastily responding with words. "No! No, I mean, it was, well, nice. I mean, a little weird, but only because I'm not used to it. I'm just not a heavy sleeper, so it kinda freaked me out a bit when I woke up and you were there. I didn't even know you had come in. But it's cool. I mean I like to cuddle and I am kind of a little fluff ball when I go all foxy. And you can stop my rambling any time now, or I will just keep going, and going, and going-"
"-Stiles, breathe." I stop and suck in a lungful of air and am unable to stop the blush that is starting to spread on my cheeks. He doesn't say anything else, and I get the feeling that nothing more needs to be said. If I want to cuddle some more, I think he would be willing to oblige. It makes my stomach go a bit queasy at the thought, but not in a bad way.
The rest of the morning goes quietly and it's about lunch time when I get a text from Scott. 'Dude Jackson knows!'
And what! So I call him. "What do you mean he knows?"
"I mean that he cornered me on the field today and told me how he knows what I am and that if I don't get him the bite, then he is going to expose me to the Hunters and everyone."
"Shit." I look over at Derek and he has a look that is mixed between worry and anger. "Okay, well we need to talk to him I guess. Convince him that he doesn't want this from Peter and tell him to keep his nose to the ground."
"I tried that, but he wouldn't listen to me."
"Yeah, well he'll listen to me."
"Stiles, no offense, but he kind of hates you more than he hates me. What makes you think he will listen to you?"
I can feel my eyes shift to the green I know they are. "Because, Scotty, I won't be asking. Tell him to come to the abandoned warehouse in the old ironworks in an hour." I hang up and get up to go and change when a hand comes down on my shoulder.
"Stiles, what are you going to do? Are you going to kill him?"
"No, I'm not a killer. But he's going to learn to never cross a fox. If he doesn't keep what he knows to himself I am not above scaring the shit out of him." Derek nods and goes to his room. Probably to get dressed and come with us. Typical, but not unwanted. Derek looks pretty intimidating. Well at least when he's not stroking fingers through my orange fur. I can't help but laugh at the thought, and then get all confused with this giggly feeling that overtakes me. So many things to deal with, I can't even right now.
…
Derek and I get there about twenty minutes early, but it is enough time for us to scope things out a bit before Scott and Jackson get here. Usually I would be busy playing on my phone, but now all I can do to keep myself calm is to swirl some balls of fox fire around in the air and try to meditate a bit. Derek is watching the balls of light closely, but I think it's mostly because of what he's seen I can do with it.
When they get there, Scott reeks of fear and Jackson is smug as ever. At least until he sees me and Derek standing next to each other in the middle of the somewhat crowded warehouse. "What is Stilinski doing here? I thought I was going to meet this Alpha, not some scrawny flee bag." Derek growls and I laugh.
"You know, you think you're all that because mommy and daddy buy you nice things and that you are Mr. Popularity, but strip those things away and you are just a scared little boy." I let the fox fire whirl down from the ceiling where I moved them and let them dance around my hand. "Now I on the other hand, once you get rid of the geeky spaz façade that I have put on all these years, well," I let my eyes glow green, "you get a whole different picture."
Jackson's heart stutters a bit and backs away into Scott's shoulder before moving behind him. "W-what are you?"
"I'm something you really don't want to mess with. Just like the Alpha. He is bad news and if you ask him for the bite, he is more likely to kill you than to turn you. I don't know everything that Scott said to you, but this is not a life that you should walk into on a whim. You probably only want to be turned for selfish reasons, and that never ends well. So this is me giving you an option. Keep your mouth shut, or these little balls of light will do more than dance around in the air."
Before Jackson can say anything in return there is gunfire and bullets flying everywhere. I speed over to Jackson and knock him to the ground before he can get hit, and Scott is right there with me. I yell for him to get Jackson out of there. He hesitates for a split second, but then does go. Derek is right beside me and I push him to follow but he doesn't budge. "Derek, Scott is going to need you. I am faster and I can distract them better than you. You have to help him. Please."
"No, Stiles. I'm not going, not without you."
"Damnit, Derek. GO!" He pauses like Scott, but also moves out to follow the other two out. Now it's all me. The fox fire I had is dancing a crazy rhythm, and I make a few more to surround me completely. Then I open the door and start to run, but I am struck across the back of my head and the world goes black.
…
When I wake up I am chained to a metal grate and my hands are covered in iron sleeves while the rest of me is wrapped in what appears to be an iron link chain all around my body, but the chain feels lighter than it should, and it smells of oils and herbs. Must have gotten a witch or something to enchant this so I would be unable to transform, but it is keeping my eyes perpetually green. My shirt is missing and there is dried blood on my chest and I can feel a bit on the back of my neck. Overall I seem to be fine. No injuries still healing anyway, but I don't know where I'm at or how long I've been here. The pounding in my head is dulling my other senses and at first I think it must have been the blow I took, but if the rest of my wounds have healed, then that should have too.
"My, my, what a catch." I lift my head and there is Kate, standing in front of a sliding metal door. "You might be wondering why your senses are a dulled a bit, little fox, and the answer to that is a small dosage of mistletoe straight into your bloodstream." She is smiling like the cat that caught the canary, and in this case, I guess she did.
"You know you won't get away with this. My dad's the Sherriff and I have some friends in high places."
"Oh, I'm counting on that. You don't think I let you live because I wanted to set you free did you? No, you're only bait for the bigger catch."
"You want the Alpha? What makes you think he'll come for me? I'm just a fox."
Her smile widens, "No, not just a fox. But you have those wolves close to home, and they will come for you, and the Alpha will come for them. You see how this works." I really don't have anything more to say to this bitch so I stop talking. She just keeps smirking at me until she gets a message on her phone. "Oh, my guest is here." She leaves me and closes the door behind her.
Once she is out of the room I start to struggle with my restraints and attempt to break free, but I know that it is useless. There's no way I'm getting out of here on my own. Wherever here is. Then I hear the footsteps coming back and I strain my now limited hearing to try and figure out what's going on. Then I hear a heartbeat that I have become all too familiar with. Allison. Shit. "What is this place?"
They are just outside the door now, I guess Allison didn't know, but she is about to find out. "Let's start with the basics. You know how every family has its secrets? Ours are a little different." Kate pulls the door open. The room is darker than what a human could see in so Kate walks in to the construction light with Allison trailing behind her. Allison looks tentative, obviously seeing the humanoid outline in the small amount of moonlight that is filtering in from a window behind me. Then Kate turns on the light and Allison is gaping at me. "Isn't he just adorable?"
She doesn't say anything in response, but she knows who I am. I know that Scott has talked about me to her, she knows that I am one of his friends. Kate walks around from behind the light and over to a box that is hooked up to some wired attached to the chains that are surrounding me. Without my hands free the electricity that she starts humming is free to run through my body as I am unable to absorb it. "What are you doing to him? Is that gonna kill him?"
"Oh, come on, kiddo. Don't get all ethical on me now."
She stops the electricity but then turns it back on just enough to keep me from crying out, but also from saying anything as my body tries to handle the damage that is being caused. "What is he?"
"Well this one is a Kitsune, a fox-spirit." She laughs. "To me he's just another dumb animal. Now the main problem this town has is werewolves. They are the truly dangerous ones." All I can think is that she hasn't seen anything yet. I am far more dangerous than any wolf.
"Is this a joke to you?" Allison looks a little incredulous. But she also isn't trying to get me down from here or stop her psycho Aunt from torturing me anymore.
"Sweetheart, there are supernatural creatures running around in the world. Everything's a joke to me. How else do you think I stay sane?" You call this sane, lady? I would hate to see your crazy.
"So is he the one that's behind all the animal attacks?" She actually sounds afraid, and I mean, yeah, I guess if I just found out about this part of life then I might be a bit scared too.
"No. That would be the werewolves. He is just running with them, protecting them. So far as we know there are at least two, possibly three. The two lesser ones are called Betas, and then there's the one in charge. He's called an Alpha, the pack leader, bigger, stronger, nastier. Those, are the real ugly mother fuckers."
Kate turns the light and the voltage off before they leave the room and close the door behind them. But they stay within earshot for me to know what is being said. "When were they going to tell me?"
"They still haven't decided if they're gonna tell you."
"Why?'
"Well, let's just say if you react badly when you find out… Not good."
"What do you mean, 'Not good'?"
"They don't think that you can handle it. They look at you and they see this frightened little girl who's gonna run crying in the corner when she finds out the truth. Me? What do I see? Natural talent. Allison, you said that you wanted to know what was going on, and to feel less out of control right? Now's your chance." I start to lose it after that. But I do hear her saying that she needs to go back to school and to the dance that was going on in the next few days, and that she is going to help her aunt catch the Betas. They leave and don't come back so I sag a bit in the chains and settle myself in for a long few days. Possibly my last.
…
I wake the next day with my stomach growling and my throat dry. Just because I'm supernatural, doesn't stop me from having essential needs. But what really wakes me up is the sound of footsteps and the metal sliding door opening. "Morning sunshine. How's our little fox today?"
"Why don't you let me go, and I'll show you just how happy I am to see you?"
"Awe, feisty, just the way I like them." She walks over to the table that has all of my stuff on it and the box that is hooked up to the electrical wire. She starts going through my wallet. "How do you even pronounce that?" She's looking at my driver's license. "You poor bastard." She puts it down after laughing some more and then turns to me with a half serious face. "Now, why don't you just tell me who the Alpha is? It would save you a lot of pain, and I might even be willing to give you a head start."
"Why would I tell you if you're just going to kill me anyway?"
"Well, I can make it quick, or I can drag it out for days, weeks even. So you either not telling me because you want to kill him yourself or you're trying to protect him."
"Neither, I don't like the bastard, but I'm also not going to give you the satisfaction of the kill. And I do know how much you love killing, Kate. So does my dad. And now the fact that you've kidnapped me and are threatening my life, well, we have enough to put you behind bars for the rest of yours. That is, however much longer that might me."
Her smile falters a bit there. "What is that supposed to mean."
"Oh, come on. You can't say that you haven't been paying attention to who is being killed can you? I think if you went over the names again you might see a few familiar ones. Now, are you going to stand there and talk me to death, or are you going to torture me?"
"Oh, sweetie, I don't want to torture you. I wanna get to know you better. I mean, you and Derek seem thick as thieves now-a-days. I want to see what all the fuss is about. Maybe reminisce about the good old days."
"You mean how you burnt the Hales alive?"
"Well, I was thinking more about the hott crazy sex Derek and I used to have." For some reason that gets my blood boiling and my hands itching with want to release some fire on this bitch. "But the fire thing, yeah, that was fun too." Really now more than ever in retribution. If Peter doesn't kill this bitch then I am going to make sure she rots for the rest of her life and I will never let her forget who put her in that jail cell. "You know, I love how much you hate me. You don't even really know me."
"I know what you did, that's enough to hate any psycho like you."
"Oh, but the fun Derek and I used to have together." There is a small glint in her eye. "It went something like this." She licks a broad strip up my abdomen and pulls away with a devilish grin on her face and my thrashing to try and get her off of me. I am going to need a really long really hot shower after this, and it has nothing to do with the sweat at grim that has collected on me. "Mmm, sweetheart, I really don't want to torture you." She turns her back to me to face the door where a man is standing now. "But he does."
She leaves and this guy pulls out some brass knuckles, and who really uses brass knuckles anymore, I mean come on, and then proceeds to wail on me until I am fading in and out of consciousness again. I don't know how much of this I can take. I mean I heal pretty fast, but if they keep up alternating between the mistletoe, electroshock therapy, and beatings, I know I won't make it too much longer.
The next time I come to fully conscious and aware of my surroundings Kate is sitting at the table with her back to me and she is on her phone listening to some messages. "Hey, it's me. I'm getting tired of leaving messages. I want to know where you are. Call me. Now."
"Seems like your brother isn't too happy with you. Gotta hate that family drama. But seeing as you really aren't sticking to the damn code you all boast about, I guess that doesn't really matter too much. I bet if he knew that you were holding a teenager captive he wouldn't be too pleased."
"You know for someone who talks an awful lot, you really don't say much. If you're not gonna talk, I'm just gonna have to kill you. So, say hi to your Laura for me." She pauses her hand over the knob for the electricity. "Do you think he told her about me? Told her what he did?" I don't respond or look at her. I can't stand to look at her. "No, I suppose he didn't. Do you think he told anyone, besides you that is? I mean it is a lot of guilt to keep buried, but he does seem the type. Really though, it isn't his fault he got tricked by a pretty face. It happens." She laughs. "Handsome young werewolf mistakenly falls in love with a super-hot girl. Who comes from a family that kills werewolves. Is that ironic? Is it ironic that now you're the one essentially helping me to track the pack you are working so hard to protect? The one I already destroyed. We're just a little bit of history repeating itself."
Now she is about to go down a road that I don't want her to. They don't know that the second Beta is even a real thing. And they sure as hell don't suspect Scott. "It's really not all the ironic at all. I mean, you are just a psycho bitch who likes killing for the sake of killing. You don't follow a code, instead you kill innocent people."
"Innocent? You are calling yourself innocent? No, you are a monster. I just happen to be a monster hunter. I am just purging the earth of the filth like you."
"Yeah, why don't you tell me how that has worked out in history? The Crusades, Hitler, British vs. the natives, American Internment camps? How did all of that end? Sure many people died, but eventually the good guys won, and everyone was left in peace. At least until the next big bad came along. You are just one in a long line, and your time to fall is coming soon. Of that I promise you."
"Oh, you think you're little tirade was enough to stop me from putting two and two together and getting four?"
"Well with the level of stupid you somehow manage to maintain, yeah, I thought it might be."
"Well, now that I know you're little buddy Scott is the Beta, I can go to that dance and make sure that kid, with those adorable brown eyes, will get exactly what he deserves." I start thrashing some more after she leaves. I need to get out of here so I can warn Scott, but the chains are just as tight and just and solid as they were before. I can't do anything. Then there is someone coming. At first I think it might be the guy who was torturing me, but when the door opens, I am surprised to see Allison there.
"Stiles, I don't have much time, but I have to ask you something."
"Something your Aunt can't answer?" So I might let a bit of my frustration and anger out on her. It's not like its misplaced or anything. Not really.
She looks guiltily at the floor. "I don't know that I can trust her."
"But you can trust me?" I can't help the malice that goes along with the words.
"I think so. Scott trusts you, and I trust Scott." She falls quiet for a moment and then looks me in the eyes. "He's a werewolf, isn't he? One of the Betas."
"Why would you think that?"
"Well, you are helping to protect Derek and if you're protecting him, then you would probably do the same for another werewolf. And Scott is your best friend. Your brother. You wouldn't sell him out."
"No, I wouldn't."
"So I'm right?"
"I didn't say that."
"Stiles, I need to know."
"How can I trust you? You've known that I am here this whole time, but you haven't told Scott, Derek, or hell even my Dad. I'm still being held here against my will, and you aren't doing anything to help me. Yet you want my help. I don't see this as a win-win situation."
She looks a bit ashamed at that, and steps forward. At first I thought she would turn on the electricity again, but she starts to pick the lock of one of my hand prisons with a bobby pin from her hair. "I don't think you're dangerous, Stiles. If Scott is a werewolf, I don't think he is either. My family has been lying to me from day one, and I know that. I started snooping around and found the Code that my family is supposed to follow. I know that we aren't supposed to hunt kids, at least not without irrefutable proof that they have done something to hurt someone else. I also know that you haven't done that. I see that you sit with Erica, Isaac, and Boyd at lunch. And now I know why you won't sit with Scott and I. It's because of my family. You didn't' want to be associated with a Hunter and I can't blame you, but Stiles, I'm not a Hunter. I'm just a girl who wants to protect her boyfriend and his family. That means you."
She gets the lock opened and my hand free, but before I can say anything, I hear another set of footsteps. "Allison, give me the bobby pin and get out of here. Someone is coming and you can't be caught helping me. You need to go and warn Scott. Tell him where I am and make sure that he gets Derek and my dad to come too. Go!" I take the bobby pin and put it in my mouth and slip my hand back into the cage it was in so it looks like I am still bound. Allison slips out and goes in the opposite direction of the approaching footsteps so I know that she will make it out okay. Hopefully she will get the message to Scott and they make it here before anything terrible happens.
As soon as the guy who beat the shit out of me earlier comes into the room I know that I am getting the hell out of here, with or without the others. "Back for more play time? I guess once with me just wasn't enough." He flips on the light and gives me a grin. His balding head and grey beard are not doing anything to hide the fact that this man is old. I mean, not old, old, but still old.
"To be honest, my knuckles are kind of hurting. So I brought some help." He holds up a bat. "But I need to warn you, I used to play in college."
He swings and I pull my hand out with a ball of fix fire in to grab at the bat and burn it to ash. "When was that, like the stone age?" He lunges and I have just enough time to let off a ball of electric light to hit him square in the chest. The shock rattles through him and he falls to the floor unconscious. Then I get to work on unlocking the chain that has me tied up and the cage my other hand is in. Just as I am about half done, I hear a howl go up. That sounds like Derek, and he doesn't sound too happy. So I guess the cavalry is on his way.
I finish up getting myself free and fall to the floor. All the stress my body has been through is enough to make me want to sleep for a month, but there's this itch under my skin that is telling me that this isn't over. More like this is the beginning of the end. Mom always said to trust my instincts, and I am not going to ignore them now.
It's pretty easy to find my way out of the tunnels, but that puts me outside in the woods outside the old Hale house? What? Seriously, this is where I've been the whole time? Okay, well that is not going to give me a good vantage point for whatever is going to go down here. So I go back through the tunnels and make my way up the staircase to the house and then up to the second story to sit on the roof in the shadows. Derek and Scott appear and are being chased by Kate and Allison, but it looks like Allison is trying to stop her aunt from hurting the wolves, not joining in with her.
Kate shoots Derek, and I almost launch myself off the roof in retaliation, but then I hear another set of footprints and the sound of a gun. So… Chris Argent? Then another that enters the house. Peter. I slink against the wall and just hope that there is so much going on out here that he decides to ignore my presence.
Chris stops Kate just as she is about to shoot Scoot. "Kate! I know what you did. Put the gun down."
"I did what I was told to do." That's the truth. She wasn't the mastermind behind the fire? Who then?
"No one asked you to murder innocent people. There were children in that house, ones who were human. Look what you're doing now. You're holding a gun to a sixteen year old boy with no proof that he spilled human blood. We go by the Code." She gives him a sardonic look, and he says the code in French. It translates to 'We hunt those who hunt us.' Chris pulls his gun up to aim at her when she refuses to lower hers. "Put the gun down…" he fires off into the tree behind her, "before I put you down.
She lowers her weapon but that is when Peter decides to make an entrance, and they are all on alert again. Derek has managed to crawl behind a tree and starts to recover from the bullet Kate put in him. Peter ends up knocking all of them on their asses, and then pulls Kate into the house and start talking to her. As soon as that happens, I start throwing up as many balls of fire as I can handle at one time and let them hover all over the clearing in front of the house. I will be able to hit Peter no matter where he is. I just need an opening.
Derek gasps and I look down to see him staring up at me. I nod to him and he nods back. Allison follows them in and I can hear what is being said, but I have to block it out. Especially when Peter rips out Kate's throat. But Derek and Scott are there to try and tackle Peter so that Allison can get out. She runs to her Father and then sees me standing on the roof. "Move. Out of the way. Now!"
The fighting in the house continues and then I hear the sound of Peter making the final shift and throwing Scott out the window. When Peter jumps outside he is in the twisted visage of a wolf. A true monster. He gets a handle on Scott and I don't know where Derek is, but as soon as Scott kicks himself away I hurl everything I have waiting at him. Normally once the fox fire hits its target, it dissipates or is absorbed or something, but this time, I hold it and let it completely cover Peter's body. It is a cruel way to die, and I feel really bad for it, but my electric fire doesn't seem to do much more than stun him, and I can't let Derek be the one to kill his only remaining family. That would be too painful for him. I don't know that I can live with the knowledge that I have taken a life, but to protect my friends, I would do just about anything. I keep the fire going and let it singe every part of him before letting it go out.
After I release it, I feel light headed and I start to sway. I know I am falling but I can't catch myself. Luckily I don't have to. "Hey, Derek. Sorry to just drop in like that." I can barely keep my eyes open, but I can feel him pulling me up against his chest and keeping me there.
"It's over now." But I can still hear Peter's heartbeat.
"No, it's not." I mumble into his shoulder. I turn my head just enough to see Argent approaching Peter to check if he's dead. Peter starts to say something and Argent looks back to Derek with a questioning glance. Derek just nods and then turns to walk out of the clearing with me in his arms. The sound of three shots being fired is the last thing I hear before I look up into Derek's eyes and watch them turn from blue to red before I pass out.
Dub-con scene when Kate licks Stiles
So yeah, I did a thing. I'm not even really sure what to say here, so I will just let it be.
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