Why was she so stupid? First of all, leading Derek on like that last night was probably the stupidest thing she'd done in years. Second of all, that was just stupid. Vicky got out of the bed and walked over to her couch, where she found her phone. There was a text from Lydia.
So hangover. What happened exactly? – Lydia
She texted back that she had no idea. The last time she'd seen Lydia was on the dance floor and it seemed like she was having the time of her life with this random guy she'd found there. Vicky dropped her phone back in the couch and turned on some music before she made her way to the shower. After a really long shower she walked out into the living room and turned on the TV, only to find herself dropping into the couch.
A teenage boy has been found killed and dropped outside the sheriff's station this morning. There has been no witnesses who has come forward, and police say that they think that it can be an animal attack. They ask that if anyone who knows anything about this case come forward.
Vicky sat there watching the news anchor talking in front of the sheriff's station. A moment later a picture of a boy she knew the face of. She'd seen him last night. The screen read Ethan Carver. One of the twins, she'd seen them last night. Ethan was with his boyfriend Danny, and they'd been dancing all night. She'd seen him briefly in the bathrooms when she was waiting for her turn. He'd come out of the bathroom she'd used. He seemed fine then.
Derek had just finished his morning training routine when Isaac woke up from the loud music Vicky was playing upstairs.
"Seriously?" Isaac said and pointed to the roof.
"Yeah, she's been going like that all morning" Derek replies as he heads for the shower. He was kind of growing into the music, it wasn't as bad as it had been the night before. He shook his head, what was she doing to him? Suddenly he got all accepting and okay with the idea of her living there.
Isaac decided to put a stop to the music, so he got up from the couch and stamped out of Derek's apartment and went up the stairs to Vicky's. He opened the door without even knocking, because she probably wouldn't have heard it anyways. The volume had dropped by the time he was coming inside the apartment and he heard the last sentences of the anchor man on TV.
"What's happened?" he asked as he approached a half naked Vicky sitting in her couch with only a towel covering her.
"Ethan, the twin, he was killed last night" Vicky replied, not even looking away from the screen. Isaac watched the screen as they saw the body of Ethan covered in a white sheet being moved away from the scene.
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Stiles sat up in his bed feeling the freedom of summer break cast over him. He looked out on his familiar bedroom and sighed. He walked to his computer and checked his mail, no e-mails from any of the colleges he'd applied for had come. He then walked over to his closet and found some clean clothes to wear, and jumped out of his pajama pants and found a pair of jeans. He walked down the stairs to find his father sitting at the kitchen table with the paper in one hand and a coffee mug in his other. He didn't even look up from the paper when Stiles came downstairs, he just said good morning, and went about his business.
"Why aren't you at work already?" Stiles asked and looked at the clock on the wall. It was 10.30 in the morning, and knowing his father he would have been in already.
"Well, I've been there, and back, taking a little break" his father replied. He put down the paper and looked at Stiles in all seriousness, making Stiles a little uncomfortable.
"What?" he asked, as he prepared a toast as breakfast.
"There was a murder last night, one of your werewolf friends" his father replied. Stiles stopped what he was doing and looked at his father, kind of confused about what he'd just said. It couldn't be Scott, because then his father would have woken him up. Not Derek either, that'll also served him a wakeup call. No, this had to be one of the others, could it be Liam?
"Who is it?" Stiles asked suddenly realizing that he'd been holding his breath.
"Ethan Carver, one of the twins" his father replied. "I think it's another werewolf, the wounds looks like claws" his father elaborated.
"But that doesn't make sense, Ethan and Aiden is like glued together, literarily glued together" Stiles said and took a deep breath. Even though he didn't know Ethan that well, he still considered him a friend.
"His brother had no idea, he thought that Ethan had left with Danny, but apparently Danny thought that Ethan left with Aiden. So we have absolutely no idea who it was." Stiles sank down in a kitchen chair across from his father.
"I don't know who it can be, I mean, everyone's back, if it has claws it could have killed him right?" Stiles asked, "He wasn't paralyzed or anything, that it could have been Jackson?" he added.
"No, I don't think so, it seemed like there was a struggle, I'm sorry Stiles, I don't know how well you knew this kid" his father said and shook his head. "It's like you never get a moment of peace".
"Yeah, tell me about it" Stiles replied. Not long after the sheriff had left, Stiles picked up his phone and called Scott, telling him about Ethan. They agreed to meet up and figure out who it could be. It had to be someone they knew.
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While Isaac and Vicky was sitting in the couch watching a movie about a shark that killed a lot of people, Derek came rushing in through the door. He slammed the door open and stopped in the doorway looking at the pair sitting the couch like they'd been best friends forever. Was it betrayal he felt? No, betrayal was too strong of a word. He felt jealousy.
"We need you downstairs" Derek said to the both of them, and walked down to his apartment before any of them could ask him what all the fuzz was about.
"Probably about Ethan" Isaac pointed out as Vicky paused the movie right when the shark was about to swallow a person whole, and walked downstairs to Derek's loft. Vicky hadn't been there, but she got this feeling that it was exactly how she would have expected it to be. Cold, little furniture, minimalistic came to mind. Derek seemed like the person who would hate how she lived. Too much stuff probably. Jackson stood by the window with Lydia, Stiles and Scott stood with Malia and Kira, Aiden sat in the couch, while Derek, Peter and Liam stood by the desk. It was like walking on mines, not really knowing where to step or where to look. Vicky felt scared. All these people, and she didn't even know them. And still, she was considered as one of them.
"We don't know who killed Aiden, but we're pretty sure it's something with claws, now I need to know where any one of you were last night after the party" Derek said looking at everyone.
"I drove Lydia home, Stiles helped her in, then I drove Stiles home and then I went home myself" Scott explained.
"I was getting a ride from Kira" Malia said, "So was Liam" she added.
"I know where you two were, so that only leaves Peter and Jackson" Derek pointed out.
"And Aiden" Malia commented.
"It's his twin brother, he would never have killed him" Lydia said, obviously upset.
"I was waiting at Lydia's for her to come home" Jackson explained, "When she got home I saw how drunk she was so I figured I should wait until she was sober before I talked to her" he added. "I went home".
Everyone's eyes turned to Peter, whom at this moment raised both of his eyebrows and started waving to them.
"You really think that I killed the kid? He's twice as strong as I am" Peter said while backing away from Aiden, whom was starting to draw conclusions.
"Look, I don't know why I'm here, it's not like I even knew Ethan, I just knew his face from school" Vicky said. She'd put on this sheer white dress with long sleeves and embroideries all over it. Her hair was up in a bun, and she hadn't even put on any make up. Not that she often used it.
"No, but you can see what we can't" Derek said, he walked over to her and put his hands on her shoulders, pulling her closer.
"I can't see if someone murdered someone else, I thought that was Lydia's job" Vicky whispered to Derek. His face a little too close in her opinion, she wanted to close that small gap between them.
"Just think about it, you can see my eyes, my teeth, then who tells you that you can't see blood? Or something else? Like something that's impossible for us to see?" Derek whispered back in reply.
"I don't want to be responsible for putting the blame on someone" Vicky replied, looking at Peter while she said it.
"Just try it, it won't hurt anyone if you just try" Derek answered, his grip loosened and he let her go eventually. She looked at Peter, normally she saw the eyes without even blinking, they just appeared as small lights behind their normal eyes. She could remember one time when she closed her eyes hard and opened them again, that she could see more, so she figured that she had to do that in order to really try this thing. She closed her eyes, squeezed them shut and took a deep breath, and then opened them again.
It was like seeing through sand and dust, that was how she would describe the sensation. She looked at Scott's hands, he was closest to her, and the difference between her normal sights to this was that she saw everyone's true form. How they looked if they turned, if they didn't wear their daily masks. Scott was a fully transformed werewolf, along with all of his werewolf friends. His hands looked clean. She moved on to Kira, her fox was showing like a fire around her, her hands were clean, she looked at Stiles, and this black shadow was looming over him, but he was also clean. She looked to Isaac, clean, Liam was clean, Malia was clean, Derek was clean, Jackson, his Kanima form was horrible, but he was also clean. Lydia's form was the most disturbing one, her face was disfigured, she almost looked like a ghost screaming, but also her hands were clean. She looked at Aiden, but he was also clean, and when she looked at Peter he was clean too. If any of them had killed Ethan, it didn't show itself like Derek thought it would. She looked at Derek and shook her head.
"Fine, we need to figure out if we have another werewolf in town, or if it's something we already know about. Could it be Parrish?" Derek asked and looked at Lydia, but she shook her head in denial.
"What about Theo?" Liam asked, his grudge against him was still there. Vicky thought about Theo, the fact that she'd been with him for almost a year before she ended everything. He still showed up here and there, scaring her, but he wasn't like she remembered him. He'd changed throughout their, friendship, and he seemed better now.
"We haven't talked about the possibility of there actually being someone here that we don't know about" Stiles said, pointing in the direction that no one wanted to go.
"I think that we should stick together until we find whoever this is. It's too dangerous if this thing is killing us off one by one" Liam pointed out.
"I think that's fair" Derek replied.
"I can take care of myself" Vicky said, she turned and walked towards the exit of Derek's apartment. She wasn't about to join the cult. Without any hesitation Derek followed her, but before he reached her she turned and grabbed his arm and slung him into the wall beside them. He nearly broke the damn wall. He fell down on the floor on his butt and looked at her walking out of the door, he hated that she was so damn interesting. Because all he wanted was to follow her.