Chapter Four: Unleashed
Dr. Deaton's Animal Clinic
"It isn't going to hurt him is it?" An owner of a small dog asked the vet.
"A little." Deaton admitted. "But I usually find that it's the owners who feel the most pain."
With that said Deaton pushed the needle into the dog causing the owner to wince and prove the vet's point.
"All right. Well, we'll just check the stool sample for parasites, but my guess is that he probably just ate something he shouldn't have." Deaton explained as Scott sat the small dog on the ground.
"He got a cool name." Scott smiled as he looked at the nametag on the dog's collar revealing Bullet.
"Yeah, he's got two brothers at home named Beretta and Trigger." The owner stated. "Military family." The owner watched as Bullet rolled over and showed his belly to Scott. "Looks like he knows who the Alpha is."
Scott hid his shock at the term quickly and chuckled along with Bullet's owner. Deaton turned and looked at Scott with great concern when he heard the term. Bullet's owner thanked the two again and walked out with Bullet.
Scott went over and started to check the stool sample when he found something and called his mentor over to check it out.
"What is this?" Scott asked after he rinsed the item off and handed it to Deaton.
"Definitely poisonous for the dog." Deaton said. "Actually, for you as well."
"Wolfsbane?" Scott asked in shock never seeing the plant look like that before.
"Mistletoe." Deaton corrected.
Outside of Dr. Deaton's Animal Clinic
Bullet's owner led the dog to his silver Toyota Corolla and tried to get the dog to jump in with little success. The dog then took off causing his owner to chase after him only to lose shortly after in an alley. The owner called for Bullet trying to find the dog with little luck. When the owner neared a dumpster a scraping sound caught his attention making look under it for his dog. The dog refused to come out so the owner reached his hand in after only to jerk it back out just as quickly.
"Son of a bitch!" The owner exclaimed. "Did you just bite me?"
The owner looked up to see Bullet on the other side of the alley looking at him proving that Bullet did not bite his owner. Confused the owner slowly started to look under the dumpster once more to find out what bit him.
"Closer." A soft echoing voice whispered. "Come closer. Closer."
The thing underneath the dumpster lurched forward causing the owner's eyes to widen in fright and Bullet to bark. Bullet's barking eventually brought Scott out to see what the commotion was about. Scott looked over to see Bullet's owner's car still in the parking spot making the teen furrow his eyebrows in confusion. The sound of tiny paws thumping on the pavement made Scott look over to the alley to see Bullet running towards Scott. Scott scooped up the terrified dog and looked down the alley for the owner not seeing anything.
Beacon Hills High School
Miss Blake entered the school still unnerved about what she witnessed the other night. Checking behind her and picking up her pace, her high heels clicking on the tile floor, she quickly entered her classroom and shut the door behind her. She let out a sigh of relief resting her forehead on the cool glass window of the door for a moment before gathering herself to turn and face her day. Turning around she let out a small high pitched scream as Derek Hale stood in the middle of her classroom unaffected by her fright. Miss Blake quickly grabbed the closest thing by her, which happened to be a thin wooden pointer, to use as a weapon.
"What do you want?" Miss Blake asked her voice coming out much stronger than she thought possible in the situation. She raised the pointer a little higher to show she meant business. "You going to threaten me? Tell me that no one's going to believe me? Try to scare me? K-Kill me?"
"I was actually gonna see if you were okay." Derek replied stepping closer to the brown hair teacher.
"Physically or emotionally?" Miss Blake asked looking down before finding Derek's green eyes once more. "Although, I guess that presupposes I was emotionally okay before any of this. According to my therapist, that's been debatable for a long time."
Derek couldn't help the chuckle that escaped him. He found it adorable that the teacher rambled when she was nervous. Derek immediately scolded his mind for even thinking the word adorable in the first place.
"I think you're gonna be okay." Derek stated stepping closer and gently grabbing the pointer.
"Obviously, you've never taught high school." Miss Blake quipped feeling more comfortable around the man. "In twenty minutes, I have to start two dozen teenagers on The Crucible, and honestly I have no idea what I'm going to say."
"Well, you could start by telling them that it's an allegory for McCarthyism." Derek rattled off.
"Is that a subtle way of suggesting that I shouldn't say anything?" Miss Blake narrowed her eyes before the fear took over again. "Because I won't."
Derek smiled and slowly made his way to Miss Blake handing her pointer back to her. Miss Blake took the pointer and the two young adults shared a smile before Derek stepped around her and headed out the door.
"Who are you?" Miss Blake asked as Derek reach the doorway.
"I'm Derek." Derek spoke turn partly around.
"Jennifer." Miss Blake blurted out as Derek turned away again making the man smile before heading on out.
Boys Locker Room
"I looked everywhere. It's like he just walked away. Left his car, his dog." Scott recounted his experience from the night before.
"Okay. Was he, like… could he have been a virgin maybe?" Stiles asked cautiously. "Did he look like a virgin? Was he, you know, virginal?"
"No, definitely not. Deaton makes me have sex with all of his clients. It's a new policy." Scott spoke, but couldn't keep from laughing at Stiles' dumbfounded expression. Stiles just frowned at Scott causing the latter to sigh. "No, I don't know if he was a virgin. Why are you talking like he's already dead? He is just missing."
"Missing and presumed dead because he's probably a virgin, Scott. You know who else is a virgin? Me! I'm a virgin, okay? You know what that means? It means my lack of sexual experience is now literally a threat to my life. Okay, I need to have sex, like, right now. Someone needs to have sex with me, like, today. Like, someone needs to sex me right now!" Stiles ranted slamming his locker shut revealing Danny on the other side.
"All right, I'll do it." Danny spoke startling Stiles.
"Whoa! What?" Stiles stuttered.
"Come to my place at 9:00. Plan to stay the night. I like to cuddle." Danny continued eye Stiles up and down.
"Oh." Stiles whispered looking back at Scott then focusing on Danny once more. "That was so sweet. Are you kidding?"
"Yes, I'm kidding." Danny smirked as he walked away.
"Okay, you know, you don't toy with a guy's emotions like that, Danny!" Stiles shouted after him causing others in the locker room to laugh. "It's not attractive, all right?"
Coach Finstock made his way through the locker room getting ready to address the boys when the blonde and blue eye Isaac Lahey finally showed up.
"Mr. Lahey, happy to have you back. Not happy that you're late." Coach Finstock glowered as Isaac apologize making his way to his locker. "I'll remind you all. Cross-country is not optional for lacrosse players. I don't need you turning into a bunch of fat-asses in the off-season." He finished to see Danny take off his shirt revealing six pack causing the Coach to frown. "So work on that."
Outside on the trail
Isaac was knelt down tying his shoes tighter when the twin Alphas, Ethan and Aiden, walked up on either side of the teen. The twins shared a mischievous look over Isaac's back as they prepared to start running. Coach Finstock blew the whistle to start practice and the twins took off as Isaac watched them run down the trail with his mind set on revenge. With a burst of anger Isaac attempted to take off only to have Scott grab his shoulder and give him a questioning look.
"It's them." Isaac growled shaking off Scott and sprinting off in the direction of the twins.
"Isaac wait!" Scott called after the blonde, but the order fell on deaf ears causing Scott to sprint after Isaac.
The twins were way out in front of the rest of the group with Isaac a few feet behind trying his hardest to catch them. Anger surged through the blonde's bloodstream making him run even faster though the twins stay ahead of him making him angrier. The twins continuously looked behind them mockingly laughing at the blonde to goad him into continuing to follow them. The twins turned on the trail and Isaac lost them as he made it past the turn. Isaac came to a stop and looked around trying to find the twins completely neglecting using his sense of smell to find the two Alphas.
Isaac frowned berating himself for losing the twin Alphas so quickly. Suddenly someone attacked Isaac from behind throwing him off the trail with a grunt of effort. Isaac rolled on the ground as the twins pounced on him. Aiden twisted Isaac's right arm behind his back as Ethan grabbed a hold of Isaac's left arm and neck. They hauled Isaac up to his knees. Isaac didn't let his uneasiness show as Aiden smirked at the immobile teen.
"Ethan, I always forget, how many bones in the human body?" Aiden chuckled darkly.
"I don't know. Let's count." Ethan smiled back at his brother.
A fist connect to the left side of Ethan's jaw sending the teen to the ground with a dislocated jaw.
"That's one." Scott smirked at Aiden as Ethan pushed his jaw back into place.
Isaac stood up shaking a stunned Aiden off of him and stood beside Scott as Ethan walked to his brother's side. The four stared at each other ready to fight. Each one of the teens allowed their wolf to surge forward. Two with glowing red eyes and two with eyes glowing gold. Their standoff was interrupted as a female scream pierced the air causing the four werewolves to jerk their heads to the right.
Forgetting the fight Scott and Isaac left to see what to commotion was. Scott slid to a stop next to Stiles as Isaac stopped further back. Scott stared at the body that was tied to a tree by a garrote, which happened to be Bullet's leash, around his neck. Blood covered the front of the brown jacket, grey shirt, and blue jeans. Scott swallowed thickly as the face of the body was the same as the owner of Bullet.
"It's him, isn't it?" Stiles asked as Isaac walked over to stand by Scott.
"Call your dad." Scott replied to Stiles as he confirmed the leash had Bullet's name on it.
Within ten minutes Sheriff Stilinski jogged up the hill to the body with many students staring at it in shock and disgust. A few deputies follow him as he tried to get the area cleared before the reckless teenagers trample any evidence around the body. His deputies quickly began to follow the order getting the teens to back up almost ignoring Scott and Stiles that stood within a few feet of the body.
"Dad, just come here. Look, look. Look at it." Stiles exclaimed to his father pointing at different parts of the corpse. "It's the same as the others, you see?"
"Yeah, I see that." Sheriff Stilinski softly spoke to his son. "Do me a favor. You and Scott, go back to school, yeah? Coach, can you give us a hand here?"
"You heard the man. Nothing to see here. Probably just some homeless kid." Coach Finstock shouted.
"Coach." Scott said in disbelief.
"Yeah?" Coach Finstock rolled his eyes turning towards Scott.
"He was a senior." Scott said as it should have been obvious with Stiles nodding in agreement.
"He wasn't on the team, was he?" Coach Finstock asked earning disbelieving looks from both Stilinskis and Scott.
Soon the uncomfortable glares Coach Finstock was receiving was interrupted as a blonde teenage girl ran up the hill screaming.
"Kyle! Oh, God, Kyle!" The girl's sobbed scream echoed as a deputy grabbed before she got closer.
Isaac looked over at the twins to see them give each other a look that seem to say they knew more than they were letting on. Isaac glared at them as he began to follow Stiles and Scott down the hill.
"You see the way the twins looked at him?" Isaac asked once they were further away.
"Yeah, you mean like they had no idea what happened?" Stiles asked spread his arms out in frustration.
"No, no, they knew." Isaac argued.
"The kid was strangled with a garrote, all right?" Stiles argued back. "Am I the only one recognizing the lack of werewolfitude in these murders?"
"You think it's a coincidence they turn up, and then people start dying?" Isaac rolled his eyes at Stiles as Scott listen to both.
"Well, no, but I still don't think it's them." Stiles said a little softer.
"Scott?" Isaac want his opinion on the argument. "How about you?"
Scott didn't really want to be put in the middle of the argument between the two. Scott's human side want to side with his best friend, but his wolf wanted to side with his possible pack member. Scott let out a tired sigh as both stared at him waiting for an answer.
"I don't know yet." Scott spoke shaking his head.
"You don't know yet? You said yourself in the morgue that the bodies had signs of a three-fold death. Kyle also has wounds consistent to the others." Stiles slightly glared at Scott expecting Scott to defend his side of the argument.
"Well, Isaac got a point." Scott said as Stiles looked like he had been betrayed. "Seriously, dude, human sacrifices?"
"Scott, your eyes turn into yellow glow sticks, okay?" Stiles tried to pound some sense into the dense werewolf. "Hair literally grows from your cheeks, and then will immediately disappear, and if I were to stab you right now, it would just magically heal, but you're telling me you're having trouble grasping human sacrifices?"
"That's a good point, too." Scott let out another tired sigh expecting that outburst. It wasn't that Scott didn't believe the human sacrifices angle, he just didn't want to believe.
"I don't care, all right?" Isaac made his final point. "They killed that kid. They killed the girl that saved me. I'm gonna kill them, too."
Isaac walked away leaving Scott torn deciding if he should stick with Isaac and keep him from doing something that he might regret later or stay by Stiles like he did ever since the two became friends. For once Scott just wished someone would tell him what to do as both options almost mirrored to war brewing inside of him as well between the human and wolf.
Derek's Loft
Cora Hale had music blasting through the loft as she did pull-ups trying to calm the thousand thoughts running through her head. The teenager that was with Derek the other night seemed to make up a lot of these thoughts. She believe Derek called him Scott, but wasn't positive. Cora mentally groan dispelling those thoughts again as she dropped to the ground to do push-ups. She wanted revenge on the Alpha Pack and now with her brother's pack she just might be able to get that.
Derek walked into the room and turned the music off and looked at his little sister pushing herself hard. He shook his head sadly knowing that this girl wasn't the same as the little girl he once knew. That girl died in the fire and this new girl took her place. Even knowing this Derek still could see that this was Cora, his little sister and she still was healing. If anything was important to Derek, it was family and, besides the terrible example of Peter, Cora was all that was left.
"Stop. You're not done healing." Derek spoke walking up to Cora.
"Yeah? Well, I'm done lying around." Cora retorted.
"Then sit." Derek used a little of his Alpha to get Cora to obey.
"Are you gonna help me go after them?" Cora asked completely ignoring the order and the Alpha command.
Derek was slightly annoyed that she couldn't see that he was trying to keep her safe. He walked over and gently kicked her arm out from under her causing her to fall and roll to her back to glare at him. Cora quickly got to her feet and attacked her brother only to have Derek block every attack she threw and that was it.
"Come on, fight back!" Cora screamed seeing Derek just standing there stoned faced. "I came back for this? I can't believe I got my ass thrown in a vault for three months for you." Cora scoffed turning her back on Derek as he rolled his head around in annoyance. "All those rumors I heard. A powerful new Alpha, one of the Hales, building a pack. Do you know how long I waited to hear something like that?" Cora turned facing her brother again her voice cracking with emotions. "Do you have any idea how it felt to find out you were alive?"
"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Derek said quietly. "It probably felt the same as when I found out you were alive."
"Derek I didn't mean it like that." Cora sighed. "Why don't you want to attack them?"
"We're not strong enough Cora." Derek spoke. "I don't have the pack's full trust yet and we're like strangers right now. The brother-sister bond we had is gone when we thought the other was dead. All of that have to be rebuilt." Derek ran a hand over his face. "I lost Erica. I don't want to risk anyone else until we are ready and I especially don't want to lose my little sister again."
"So what? We just sit here and wait for them to attack us. That is just as bad as giving up." Cora frowned. "I don't understand, losing Erica should be motivating you to seek revenge on the Alpha Pack not give up."
"Scott was right that night we got you from the vault. We don't have all the details." Derek admitted. "I don't know if the risk is worth it anymore since we already got a reward from the last risk we took."
"What do you mean?" Cora was completely confused as she wasn't there during the two males' conversation.
"Last time Scott and I risked our lives for your and Boyd's. We were rewarded by living and getting Boyd and you back safely." Derek explained. "If we were to attack now we might just lose everything we gained."
"Fine." Cora sighed in defeat. "Tell me about the pack."
After about fifteen minutes Derek fill Cora in on everything that happened since his return to Beacon Hills. To say that Cora was angry that Peter killed Laura was an understatement and her brief anger at Derek for the cause of the fire was washed away by the strong scent of guilt radiating off of him. Cora was finally able to think that she would know the pack fairly decently once she started to interact with them. She already knew Boyd and Erica from being trapped with them and formed sibling like bonds with both. She was distraught when Kali killed Erica.
"So, Scott is your second in command." Cora stated rather than asked as it was obvious that Derek trusted Scott more than the others.
"Scott is an Omega." Derek replied. "A few months ago he joined the pack briefly to stop Gerard and the Kanima, but refused to stay because of how I ran things."
"Scott isn't a part of the pack?" Cora was shocked. Derek spoke highly of Scott even if Derek thought he was an idiot sometimes.
Whatever Derek's answer was going to be was interrupted by the alarm Derek set up going off. Derek and Cora turned around to look at the flashing red light.
"What's that?" Cora whispered with a growl.
"Trouble." Derek answered.
Both of the werewolves looked over at the sound of the large metal door opening to reveal Ennis with his glowing red eyes. Ennis let out a growl provoking the anger that Cora had earlier making her go to attack ignoring her brother's warnings. The two charged each other, however be the mountain of a man Ennis was he simply grabbed Cora by the throat lifting her into the air before slamming into to the floor roughly and holding her in place.
"Ready for a rematch?" Ennis smiled at Derek remembering their confrontation at the hospital.
Derek stepped forward as the barefoot Kali walked in her brown hair falling past her shoulders. Derek glared at the new intruder. Kali growled at Derek as he ran at her and spun around swing her leg at his head. Derek dodged backwards and then few more times as she kicked at him. Soon the two were in the middle of the loft. Kali kicked once more only to have Derek grab a hold of her leg and throw her to the side. Spinning in mid-air Kali changed her descent so that she landed in a crouch. Kali looked up to see the pipe Cora was using earlier for pull-ups and ripped it down. Kali swung the pipe around hitting Derek in the side of the head causing him to stumble back. Kali proceeded to hit Derek two more times finally knocking to the ground.
Derek landed face first on the floor of the loft and groaned as he began to pick himself up. Kali seeing Derek rising smiled as she spun the pipe once more before impaling Derek in the back and out at the bottom of his chest. Derek's pained roar echoed through the loft as Cora felt her eyes burn, thinking that she was going to actually lose her brother this time.
"Everybody done?" A voice spoke revealing Deucalion making his way down the steps into the loft. "Just listening to that was completely exhausting."
Cora felt her heartbeat rise in fear as Deucalion walked past her to stop in front of Derek. Deucalion folded his cane and sat down in a conveniently place chair in front of Derek.
"So…Let's Chat." Deucalion grinned at Derek.
Beacon Hills High School
Miss Morrell stood in front of the classroom teaching the group of teenagers French when she noticed Allison sleeping in the back of the classroom. Miss Morrell walked through the classroom slowly continuing her lesson until she reached Allison's desk. Miss Morell tired multiple times to gently wake the teen girl and was about to raise her voice when the girl jerked up suddenly as if having a nightmare. Miss Morrell was about to continue class when the bell rang and her students began to file out. Miss Morrell turned back to the female Argent with concern in her eyes and offered for the girl to come by her counselor office to talk. Allison however wanted to talk about why Miss Morrell was in the bank the other night. Miss Morrell wisely avoided the question by turning it back on the teen and topping it off with a lunch-time detention.
In another part of the school Scott and Isaac were in science listening to the lecture about inertia and momentum given by Mr. Harris. Isaac stared at his desk clearly in thought as Scott looked at Isaac with concern. Scott knew that Isaac was thinking about revenge the earlier conversation after finding Kyle's body. That was a whole another thing eating at Scott. It was clear that Kyle was the victim of a three-fold death, however when being asked to choose a side in Stiles' and Isaac's argument he couldn't straight out confirm Stiles' theory. It was as if the wolf inside of him was refusing to let Scott go against another wolf that it viewed as a member of the pack. Scott thoughts turned back to Isaac as he heard the low growl escape the blonde's throat.
"Isaac." Scott spoke leaning forward to get the blonde werewolf's attention. Seeing the blonde tense slightly let Scott know he was listening. "Just give me some time before you do anything rash. We need a plan."
Unfortunately the advice went in one of Isaac's ears and out the other as Isaac stood up quickly and asked to be excused to the bathroom. Sensing that Isaac was about to do something stupid Scott stood as well.
"I need to use the restroom as well." Scott stated.
"One at a time." Mr. Harris slightly glared at the teen.
"This is like a medical emergency, has to go type of thing." Scott lamely argued.
"Mr. McCall, I don't care if your bladder was so full that it suddenly exploded and urine began to pour from every orifice of your body. My response will still be one at a time. Have I made myself clear or do you need a more vivid description?" Mr. Harris condescendingly explained.
"Nope, that was pretty good." Scott sighed as he sat back down amidst the giggles of his classmates.
Outside the classroom Isaac noticed the twins approach him. Isaac mentally prepared himself for a fight, but what happen next confused him into inaction. Isaac watched as the two Alphas smiled at him then suddenly Aiden slammed his fist into Ethan's jaw making the latter fall to a knee. Ethan smirked at Isaac as he got up just to be put back down by another fist. Ethan got up after a few more punches and gave Isaac another bloody smirk as Aiden slammed his head into the lockers multiple times and then tossed him in front of Isaac's feet.
Isaac stood there completely dumbfound as Ethan laid at his feet and Aiden walked away. Soon the class piled out of Mr. Harris' classroom to see what the commotion was all about with Mr. Harris in the lead. Isaac watched as Danny rushed over to Ethan's side and barely heard Ethan accuse him of the beating he suffered. Isaac and Scott locked eyes and Isaac almost willed Scott to understand that he didn't do this as Scott's opinion of him meant more than the lunch-time detention that Mr. Harris assigned him. Isaac let out a breath he didn't realized he was holding when a flash of understand crossed Scott's face.
As soon as the bell rang ending the class Isaac stormed off. Scott sighed and took off after the blonde werewolf. Scott finally caught up with Isaac at the latter's locker and watched as the blonde boy shoved his books in the locker with more force than necessary.
"Hey, don't let them get to you." Scott spoke up. "They want to make you angry. They want you to do something that you'll regret."
Not too long after Scott spoke those words he heard Aiden flirting with Lydia. Scott turned his head slightly and watched as Lydia scoffed at Aiden's poor attempts of suggesting studying together. Scott let out an involuntary growl as the enemy was getting too close to his pack. Isaac looked at Scott when he growled and looked over at Lydia. Isaac smirked slightly knowing that now Scott was completely on his side.
"Looks like I'm not the only one they want angry." Isaac said as he walked off to serve his detention.
Principal's Office
Stiles sat outside of the principal's office eavesdropping on the conversation happening inside. Stiles tuned a lot of the pointless parts out trying to figure out if Kyle was a virgin or not. Soon a deputy led Kyle's girlfriend, Ashley, out of the office and into the hallway. Stiles knew this was going to be one of his only chances to find out and also knew that what he was going to ask was going to sound very bad.
"Hey, Ashley right?" Stiles hurried to Ashley before she left. "I need to ask you something and it is going to sound extremely insensitive, but was Kyle a virgin?"
"What?" Ashley asked hoping that she heard wrong.
"Did you and Kyle have sex?" Stiles put more bluntly than attended.
The sound of hand connecting to a face drew out the people in the office mainly Sheriff Stilinski. The sheriff glared at his son as his deputy led the girl further away when the girl turned back and told Stiles that Kyle wasn't a virgin. Stiles racked his brain trying to figure out why the killer changed their M.O. as his father scolded him for getting involved once more.
"Stiles, I don't have time for this. I need you to stay out of this. We got the FBI here, because it looks like we got a full-blown serial killer on our hands." Sheriff Stilinski spoke to his son that clearly was thinking about something else. "Get to class and stay out of this."
Derek's Loft
"Do you know why I am here?" Deucalion asked Derek.
"To k-kill me?" Derek assume gasping for breath as the pipe was still lodged in him.
"Don't throw me in with the sociopaths like your uncle." Deucalion snapped at Derek as the latter coughed blood. "I told Kali to be gentle."
"This is me being gentle." Kali said twisting the pipe causing Derek to hiss in pain not wanting to give her the satisfaction of voicing his torment.
"You're killing him!" Cora cried still pin to the floor by Ennis.
"If I wanted him dead, he would be dead." Kali sneered at the younger woman. "It could be five minutes or it could be five hours before it is too late to pull this out. You might want to get to the point Duke."
"And that is the problem with an Alpha pack. Everyone wants to make their own rules." Deucalion sighed then decide to take Kali's suggestion. "When I was blinded one of my Betas decided that I was not fit to lead the pack and tried to kill me. I killed him in self-defense and discovered something about werewolves that I never knew. When I killed him I received his power. To test this theory I killed another and another until I killed the whole pack." Deucalion broke down his cane as he stood up. "I took the individual parts and made a greater whole." Deucalion flip his cane to its full length to show his point. "A pack is only as strong as its individual parts so I'm always looking for new talents."
Deucalion watched as Derek glance at his sister and back at the floor. Deucalion knew what was going to happen next and decide to try and use that to his advantage.
"L-let her g-go." Derek panted.
"I am not unreasonable." Deucalion replied and waved off Ennis.
Cora quickly got to her feet and started to head to her brother's side, but he stopped her not wanting her to be viewed as a threat and taken down again.
"I had a vision." Deucalion continued as if nothing interrupted them. "Do you want to know what it was?"
"You're a fanatic. You want me to kill my own pack." Derek replied hoarsely.
"I just want to show you how much vision a blind man can have." Deucalion shook his head. "I don't want you to kill your whole pack, just one, and then you would do the rest. In fact it doesn't even have to be a member of your pack perhaps a close Omega."
"I-I won't I c-care about my pack." Derek spoke.
"A couple of maladjusted teenagers." Deucalion spoke in a condescending tone. "They're bound to be a liability, in fact one of them is probably getting into trouble right now."
Beacon Hills High School
Isaac found himself restocking the janitor closet with Allison Argent for their punishment in lunch-time detention. Isaac tried to get out of the task or at least not be paired up with the huntress and on second thought he shouldn't have voiced his displeasure to a teacher that loved to make his student's lives miserable.
"I noticed that you haven't mentioned anything about my involvement that night at the school." Allison broke the awkward silence.
"It never came up, why?" Isaac cocked an eyebrow at Allison.
"It would make me happy if you kept my involvement between us." Allison answered.
"I don't care about your happiness." Isaac spat turning to put paper towels on the shelf.
"What is your problem with me?" Allison glared at the back of Isaac's head.
"You stabbed me like thirty times with knives." Isaac waved his arms slightly to make his point.
"They were Chinese Ring Daggers actually." Allison corrected only to see Isaac glare at her. "I'm sorry. My grandfather took advantage of my emotional state and twisted my views."
Isaac gave Allison a small smile and was about to replied when that door slammed shut trapping the two teens in the closet. Isaac quickly rushed to the door only to find that the door wouldn't budge. Isaac knocked on the door hoping that someone would find them quickly as he hated small spaces for obvious reasons. Allison tried to calm the increasingly aggravated werewolf down, but realized that he was gone. Isaac just was seeing and hearing his father shoving him in a freezer and locking him in. Isaac began to beat on the door harder when suddenly the wolf surged forward and took complete control.
Allison jumped slightly as Isaac's head snapped towards her. She backed up as far as she could as soon as she saw his eyes glowing yellow. Isaac grabbed ahold of her wrists and she let out a scream when the claws dug into her flesh. Suddenly the door flew open and Isaac was ripped out of the room. Allison looked to see Scott holding Isaac on the ground trying to get the teen to calm down.
Seeing his attempts were failing miserably Scott let his wolf take over turning his chocolate brown eyes golden. Scott growled out Isaac's name finally breaking through to the blonde. Scott helped Isaac up as he apologized to Allison for hurting her. Scott frowned staring at the vending machine that was slid in front of the janitor closet door.
"It's safe to say that the twins no longer just want to make someone mad." Scott spoke gaining the other two's attention. "They want to get someone hurt."
"What are we going to do?" Allison asked.
"We're going to turn the tables on them." Scott said thinking about what to do, then he smiled. "I got the perfect plan."
By Kyle's Locker
Stiles studied the pictures and notes on Kyle's locker trying to find a clue. Stiles let out a sigh as of now he found nothing. Stiles hated that he couldn't find anything that could connect Kyle to the other three victims besides the whole three-fold death situation. Stiles rubbed his eyes tiredly as Boyd walked up and placed a card on Kyle's locker.
"Hey Boyd, I didn't know you were going to be in school today." Stiles looked at the taller teen.
"I would have told you, but we're not friends." Boyd replied.
"How did you know Kyle?" Stiles questioned hoping for another clue.
"We were in ROTC together." Boyd answered.
"I didn't even knew you two were friends." Stiles honestly spoke.
"I only had one friend and she's dead." Boyd said walking away.
Stiles shook his head in exasperation as he watched the taller teen disappear around a corner. Soon his pocket began to vibrate thanks to his phone. Stiles pulled it out to see a text from Scott about being tied up with the twins so he wouldn't be able to help Stiles until later that evening. Stiles looked up from his phone to see Lydia walking down the hallway. Stiles took off to catch up with the strawberry-blonde catching up with her a few moments later. Stiles proceeded to tell Lydia his theories and bounced ideas off of her.
"Why are you telling me all of this?" Lydia spoke interrupting Stiles rambling.
"To stop sacrifices!" Stiles exclaimed as if that meant everything. "You know in India they use to sacrifice babies every day. You know what today is? Dead baby day! Every day is dead baby day. Plus, Scott is dealing with the Alpha twins."
"Alpha twins?" Lydia asked.
"You know Aiden and Ethan?" Stiles looked at Lydia confused.
"Oh yeah. Right." Lydia lied as she didn't even know that they were werewolves.
"So the sacrifices must be coming in threes, kind of goes with the three-fold death. Three virgins and three something else, which explains why Kyle was killed." Stiles threw out his theory.
"It is impossible to discern a pattern from just a single data point so until another person ends up missing you're just grasping at straws." Lydia explained. "You said yourself that these are deaths are caused by a human so maybe a human should solve them."
"A human, like my father?" Stiles angrily asked.
"No, a human like the Sheriff." Lydia replied walking away.
School's Parking Lot
Allison and Isaac looked at the twins' motorcycles with evil grins on their faces. Isaac hopped on one of the motorcycles as Allison explained how to drive the vehicle. While she showed him the throttle and brakes he felt a connection with this girl that caused him so much pain and guilt for feeling this way when Scott cared about her. Isaac shook those thoughts out of his head quickly and told Allison that he was ready to proceed.
Miss Blake's Room
Scott walked into the classroom and sat next to Ethan. Scott looked over at the twins and smiled while rummaging through his bag. Scott pulled out a large gear that clearly came from the twins' bikes. The twins look at the gear in anger and horror that Scott and the others would dare touch their most prized processions.
"This looks important." Scott chuckled seeing he had their attention while reaching in his bag to pull out another piece. "I don't even know what this does."
Aiden looked as if he was going to jump over his brother and rip Scott's throat out when the faint sound of a motorcycle caused the twins to stiffen. Ethan went to grab his brother, but Aiden was already out the door. Ethan and the rest of the class rushed out of the room moments later as the motorcycle noise clearly came from the hallway. Outside the classroom everyone saw Aiden standing by his bike with his helmet. Ethan looked over at Scott who was smiling as his brother was suspended.
Derek's Loft
Deucalion and Derek continued their conversation, eventually Deucalion patience began to run thin.
"Derek you can help me be something the world has never seen." Deucalion tried once more.
"I already seen people like you." Derek spat as Kali twisted the pipe once more.
"You never seen someone like me." Deucalion growled standing up. "I am the Alpha of Alphas. I am the apex of apex predators. I am death, destroyer of worlds. I am the Demon Wolf." Deucalion's voice raise to such a level his glasses shattered and with a sigh he removed them. "I hate it when that happens."
With a wave of his hand Kali jerked the pipe out of Derek letting him drop to the floor. The three Alphas walked past Cora still hiding behind a column after Deucalion's speech and smirked at the young woman. As soon as they gone Cora gathered her courage and rushed to her brother's side to help him.
Beacon Hills High School
Lydia sat drawing a picture of a tree when Danny walked up behind her and looked at the drawing over her shoulder.
"That's really good." Danny complimented.
"It is isn't it?" Lydia spoke really looking at the drawing for the first time.
"You should be in Art." Danny stated. "Especially since this is music and you don't have this class."
Lydia looked up shocked and unable to figure out how or why she was in this room. Her thoughts were interrupted by someone yelling fifteen minutes and everyone leaving since the teacher didn't show. Lydia stayed in the room and began to walk around hoping that something would tell her why she was there.
Walking over to the piano Lydia noticed the phone recording. Curious Lydia back the recording up and hit play to hear the music the teacher was playing. Lydia skipped forward a bit and froze. The teacher yelled and something clattered in the background, but what really scared Lydia was the soft chanting during the whole confrontation.
Dr. Deaton's Animal Clinic
Stiles didn't bother to knock as he barged in the animal clinic and headed straight to the back of the building looking for Dr. Deaton. Stiles found him walking out of the room with animals caged up. Deaton looked at Stiles questionably trying to figure out why he was here and not in school.
"I have a free period at school." Stiles spoke as if he knew what Deaton was thinking. "I been doing research lately trying to figure out why people are being sacrificed around here since my father won't be able to solve this case, let's face it he is missing half of the information. Scott even pointed out that in the book he read that talked about three-fold deaths mentioned ancient Druids and a lot my research pointed to the same thing." Stiles explained not giving the vet time to talk. "Take the Lindow Man for example, it was a three-fold death and he had mistletoe pollen in his stomach. That is evidence enough for me to think that these murders are similar."
"Okay, but why come here?" Deaton questioned.
"Because you always seem to know more about what going on than you show." Stiles glared at Deaton. "I need answers so tell me what you know."
"Spending ten years trying to push something away, denying it, and lying about it I guess it becomes a pretty powerful habit." Deaton sighed. "Your killer isn't a Druid. He or she is just a person copying centuries old practices from a people that should have known better. Druid in Gaelic means 'Wise Oak', they were close to nature and philosophers not serial killers."
Stiles was about to argue with the frustrating vet, but his phone interrupted his thoughts. Stiles answered and went pale turning to Deaton. Stiles explained that another person went missing and he needed Deaton to go with him to find out the connection.
Beacon Hills High School
Deaton and Stiles walked into the music room to see Lydia standing by the piano. Lydia quickly explained what she heard on the phone then played it for the other two. Deaton asked if she could send him a copy of the chanting and turned to Stiles who was still trying to find a connection.
"If this person is copying practices of Druids that means the victims will be in groups of three as well. Each group would have its own purpose. There are five groups that goes into these practices such as healers, virgins, philosophers, guardians, and warriors." Deaton explained.
"Warriors? Does this count?" Stiles asked holding up a picture of the teacher in his military uniform and Deaton gave a confirmatory nod. "Kyle was in Junior ROTC. We need to call Boyd."
"Boyd isn't the only one with a military connection." Lydia spoke up reminding Stiles of the plaque on Mr. Harris' desk.
The three rushed out of the music room to head to the science room to see the room empty. Deaton quickly tried to relief the situation by suggesting that Mr. Harris simply went home for the day. Stiles quickly disproved that theory showing the others Mr. Harris' bag still by the desk. The three began to look for clues and Stiles found a test graded R. Lydia looks at another to see it was marked H. Deaton grabbed the tests and put them together with a sigh.
"Stiles, you remember me saying that Druid means 'Wise Oak' well there is another Gaelic word that described a Druid that went down the wrong path. Those Druids were referred as a 'Dark Oak' or a Darach."
Hallway
Scott and Isaac walked down the hallway laughing about how they made fools of the twins and beaten them at their own game.
"I wish I could have seen their faces." Isaac laughed.
"They were pissed." Scott chuckled then saw the twins in front of them. "They looked like that."
"We can take them." Isaac spoke only to see them turn into the giant merged werewolf.
"Are you nuts? Run!" Scott shouted pushing Isaac to move.
The two boys turned to run only to be grabbed by the giant werewolf, which proceeded to slam the boys' heads together and tossed them to each side of the hallway. Scott shook the cobwebs from his mind just to see the twins revert back to themselves as the blind man Scott met in the hospital walked by uncapping his cane revealing a small blade. The man swipe the cane at the twins making an identical cut on both their left cheeks. The man continued to walk with the twins following close behind.
"Who in the world was that?" Isaac asked.
"Deucalion." Scott answered staring at where the man disappeared.
Derek's Loft
Isaac made his way into the loft just before it got dark outside. Derek stood in front of his wall of windows unaware that Cora was hiding behind the wall leading out of the main room. Derek mentally sighed knowing that what he was about to do couldn't be forgiven, but needed to be done to protect the boy.
"You can't stay here." Derek spoke causing the blonde teen to jump slightly.
"Why not?" Isaac asked confused.
"With Cora living here now it is too much. You need to find another place to go." Derek explained untruthfully.
"Did I do something wrong?" Isaac asked as he could telling Derek was keeping something from him.
"Leave Isaac." Derek replied.
"Derek…" Isaac ducked as the glass Derek held shattered above his head.
Isaac stood and looked at Derek betrayed not knowing why his Alpha just did something that he tried to save him from months before. Isaac stormed out of the loft with the only place he could think of in mind.
"Was that really necessary?" Cora asked walking into the main room.
"It had to be done to protect him." Derek spoke looking at his sister. "Don't worry Scott will take him in and make sure he is safe."
"Scott might not always be around to clean up your messes Derek." Cora retorted walking away.
Scott's House
Scott was studying for science since he didn't really paid attention in that class due to the fact he was trying and failing keeping Isaac out of trouble when a knock on the door broke his train of thought. Scott thinking it was his mom didn't bother to turn around when he told 'her' to come in. However Scott was surprised when Isaac's broken voice asked if he could stay since he had no place else to go. Scott quickly called his mother to get her permission and set Isaac up in the guest room as he told Scott about what happen.
Beacon Hills Preserve
Rain was pouring down as Mr. Harris struggled against his restraints to no avail. He begged and plead for his life telling his captor that they still needed him. The only answer he got was the tightening of the garrote around his neck ending his life.