Abomination:


"They're coming back, do we don't have much time to talk." Deaton said, as he rapidly tried to dress Scott's wound.

"What is that?" Scott asked as Deaton took a bottle and poured some liquid onto a cotton ball.

"Rubbing alcohol. You don't want it to get infected do you?" Deaton began to pat the wound and Scott winced at the sting. "You'll heal the same, just not as quickly because of Derek."

"Okay, how do you know all this?" Kristie asked the vet. "Actually...how-how do you know anything?"

"It's a long story." He said, putting a bandage on Scott. "What I can tell you is that I know about your kind. You kind...I can help. This-" He turned to the body on the examination table. "This is something different."

"Wha...Well do you know what did it?" Scott asked.

"No. But the Argents will. And this is the crucial part. They'll have some kind of record, or book. It'll have descriptions, histories, notations of all the things they've discovered."

"All the things?" Kristie asked in shock. "How many different things are there?"

Outside the sound of a car stopping on the gravel, made all them turn to the door. The bell on the door chimed as it was opened as people entered. Scott and Kristie hurried into the supply closet, just as Chris and Gerard Argent entered the room. "I'm starting to think I need to buy a more prominent "closed" sign." Deaton told them.

"Hello Alan." Gerard said. "It's been a while. The last I heard, you had retired."

"Last I heard, you followed a code of conduct."

"If you hadn't noticed," Chris started. "This body is one of ours."

"I did. I also noticed the gun powder residue on his fingertips. So don't assume I'll be swayed by your philosophy just 'cause I'll answer a few questions."

"He was only 24."

"Killers, come in all ages."

"All ages, sizes, shapes." Gerard said. "It's the last one that concerns us."

"How about you tell us what you found." Chris said.

"See this cut?" Scott and Kristie heard Deaton ask, followed by the crack of a neck. "Precise. Almost surgical. But this isn't the wound that killed him. This had a more..interesting purpose."

"Relating to the spine?" Gerard asked.

"That's right. Whatever made this cut was laced with a paralytic toxin potent enough to disable all motor functions. These are the cause of death. Notice the patterns on either side?"

"Five for each finger." Chris said.

"Each claw." Gerard corrected.

"As you can see," Deaton started. "It dug in, slashed upward, eviscerating the lungs and slicing through the bone of the rib cage with ease." Kristie looked over at Scott with a scared expression on her face.

"Have you ever seen anything like this before?" Chris asked.

"No."

"Any idea at all what killed him?"

"No. But I can tell you it's fast, remarkably strong, and has the capacity the render its victims essentially helpless within seconds."

"If your saying we should be cautious, we get it."

"I'm saying you should be afraid. Be very afraid. Because in the natural world, predators with paralytic toxins use them to catch and eat their prey. This prey wasn't eaten. That means whatever killed him, only wanted to kill him. In fact, killing may be its only purpose."

"Thank you, Alan." Gerard said. "We'll take it from here." Two hunters entered the room and put the body in a body bag and took it away, with Chris and Gerad following. As soon as Scott heard the cars pull away, the two walked out of the supply closet.

"I'm sorry you to had to hear that." Deaton said.

"So whatever killed that guy," Scott started. "Is gonna kill again?"

"I'm afraid so."

"How will we know who's next?"


Kristie sat on the couch with a tub of cookie dough ice cream. She felt like total crap after the confrontations she had today with Derek, especially the one where he almost killed her twin brother. She just wanted to drown her sorrows in ice cream and The Breakfast Club.

"Is that Molly Ringwald I hear?" Kristie's mother asked as she walked into the room and sat next to her daughter.

"Didn't have to work the late shift?" Kristie asked.

"No, and don't turn this on me. Whenever you pull out the ice cream and 80s movies, you are upset about something. Is it a boy?"

"Yeah. He was a total jerk and an ass."

"Sounds like your father."

Kristie chuckled. Suddenly her phone beeped. It was a text from Stiles.

I need you to come pick me up at the mechanics, something happened. Something supernatural.

"Mom, can I borrow the car?" Kristie asked.

"What's up?"

"Stiles needs me." Kristie set the ice cream down and grabbed the car keys, leaving to go help her best friend.


"You okay?" Kristie asked Stiles as he got into the car outside the mechanic's garage.

"Yeah." Stiles said, though he was still obviously shaken. "Scott was right. It's not like him. It's eyes were almost like, reptilian. But there was something about 'em."

"What do you mean?"

"You know when you see, like, a friend in a Halloween mask, but all you can see are their eyes, and you feel like you know them, but you just can't figure out who is it?"

"Are you saying you know who it is?"

"No. But I think it knew me."


Kristie pulled up to the old warehouse and stopped the car. She sighed as she decided to enter, something she had been debating ever since getting in the car. After what happened to Stiles last night, they needed all the help they could get in figuring out what this thing was.

Kristie walked inside, standing at the top of the steps, just in time to see Derek throw Erica on the ground. She smirked. The bitch deserved it. "Does anyone want to try not being completely predictable?"

Erica suddenly jumped of Derek, straddling him, and kissed him on the lips. It took everything in Kristie not to run down the stairs past Boyd, and rip Erica's hair out. Derek threw her off again. "That's the last time you do that." he said, wiping his mouth off.

"Why?" Erica asked. "Because I'm a Beta."

"Because he has me." Kristie said, walking down the stairs. Boyd got up and let her pass. Kristie walked up besides Erica. "Try that again, and you'll see how dangerous a human can be."

"Are we done?" Issac asked. "I got about 100 bones that need a few hours to heal." Derek kneeled besides Issac and took his arm, breaking it.

"101. You think I'm teaching you how to fight, huh? Look at me!"

"Derek stop." Kristie said.

"I'm teaching you how to survive." Derek growled.

"Derek that's enough." Kristie said, putting a hand on his shoulder. Derek looked at her hand, nuzzling it and stood up.

"If they wanted us dead, why aren't they coming for us now?" Issac asked. "What are they waiting for?"

"I don't know. But they're planning something, and you especially, know that's not our only problem. Whatever that thing it that killed Issac's father, I think it killed someone else last night."

"I did." Kristie said. The four werewolves looked at her.

"Well until I find out what it is, you all need to learn everything that I know. As fast as I can teach you." Derek grabbed Kristie's hand and led her into the train car. "Shouldn't you be at school?"

"Shouldn't they?" Kristie asked. Derek sighed and sat down. "I had a free period."

"I'm sorry about what happened yesterday."

"Which time? The part where you almost killed my brother, yelled at me, or your blonde Beta threatened me?"

"She threatened you?" Derek growled, his eyes glowing red.

"Don't worry about her. I can handle her myself. Listen, that thing almost killed Stiles last night and it killed a mechanic and a hunter as well. Deaton thinks that's its only purpose. Have you ever heard of anything like this before?"

"No, I haven't." Kristie sighed and walked away from Derek. "Kristie, I'm sorry. Please forgive me."

"I don't know if I can. Derek, if we are gonna make this relationship work, you need to trust me. You need to tell me things and let me be this Alpha female you keep saying I'm supposed to be."

"Kristie-"

"I'm not asking you to marry me or run away with me, I'm asking for trust. I know you haven't had the best track record with trusting relationships, but I'm different, this time it's different." Derek kept his head down. "Fine. If you decide, I'll be at the game tonight. You can tell me your decision then. Either we work something out, or I don't think we can be together anymore."

Derek looked up with sad eyes at what she had said. It hurt Kristie as well, but if this was how he was going to be, then he needed an ultimatum.


"Come on!" Coach Finstock yelled as another players was taken down by Eddie "The Abomination" Abomowitz. "Is that thing even a teenager? I wanna see a birth certificate!" The coach turned around and sat next to Stiles and Kristie on the bench. "Who or what is that genetic experiment gone wrong?"

"Eddie Abomotiz, coach." Stiles said.

"They call him "The Abomination", sir." Kristie added.

"Oh that's cute." The coach mumbled. Kristie and Stiles turned around and saw Gerard put his coat on Allison. The plan was going as planned. They both got up and walked over to her, just as two other players were taken down. Allison handed Stiles Gerard's keys and the two ran towards the school. They almost made it, when Stiles stopped.

"What's wrong?" Kristie asked. Stiles nodded his head at a car. Lydia was sitting inside, crying. Kristie wanted to help her friend, but she knew it was Stiles' time to shine. She took the keys. "Go talk to her. You can catch up." And she ran inside the school.


Kristie rummaged through Gerard's desk, trying to find the bestiary. "Come on...Come on. Where is it?" she asked herself.

"What are you looking for?" Kristie looked up and saw Derek standing in the doorway.

"You came."

"Why wouldn't I?" Derek held out a hand, which Kristie took. "We need to talk."

Derek led Kristie to the school swimming pool. He let go of her hand, and picked up a random basketball that sat by one of the diving boards. "I remember I used to come here a lot after basketball practice sometimes." Derek started. "I felt like I could just swim for hours and not be tired. I met Kate in a place like this. The pool." He paused. "When I was with Kate, it was all about the sex and physical aspect of a relationship." He put his arms around Kristie. "With you, I want the emotional and physical. Kristie, I've never felt this way about anyone. Listen, I promise from now on, I will be honest with you, and I will tell you everything about the pack, but I will keep making more Betas if it means it can protect you from this creature."

"This sounds very rehearsed." Kristie said. Derek scoffed and grabbed Kristie's face, kissing her passionately on the lips. Kristie kissed back, tangling her fingers in his hair. Derek parted the kiss.

"Does that seemed rehearsed?" he asked.

"N-N-No." Kristie stuttered, on a high from the kiss.

"Ah...Ah...Ow." Kristie heard from behind her. She turned to see Erica dragging Stiles by the ear.

"Stiles." Derek said.

"Derek." Stiles said. "Kristie, did you find it?"

Kristie shook her head. "What did you see at the mechanic's garage?" Derek asked Stiles.

"Uh, several alarming EPA violations that I'm seriously considering reporting." Derek smirked and used his claws to deflate the basketball in his hands. "Holy God." Stiles gasped.

"Let's try that again. I know you saw something. Kristie told me. What did you see?"

Stiles looked at Kristie in a "I can't believe you did that" way and she gave him an "I'm sorry" look. "All right, the thing was pretty slick looking. Um, skin was dark. Kind of patterned. Um, I think I actually saw scales. Is that enough? Because I have someone I really need to talk to." Derek looked at Stiles. "Alright, eyes. Eyes, are, um...Yellowish and slitted."

Just then, Kristie felt the tingle go up her spine and she looked up. She was looking right into the eyes of the creature. She squeezed Derek's hand and he looked up to. Erica looked up as well. "What?" Stiles asked. "What, you've seen it? You have this look on your faces like you know exactly what I'm talking about."

"Stiles." Kristie said. Stiles turned and looked up, as the creature let out a hiss. It screamed and jumped down from the second story, causing Stiles to jump next to Kristie. Derek growled and took a protective stance in front of her as the creature knocked Erica into the wall, leaving her unconsious.

"Run!" Derek said, pushing Kristie and Stiles away. The creature whipped it's tail around, and Derek grabbed his neck.

"Derek, your neck." Kristie said, trying to grab Derek as he began to fall. Stiles grabbed him too and they took off running.

"Where is it?" Derek asked. "Do you see it?"

"No." Stiles said. "Just hurry."

"Call Scott." Stiles reached for his phone to follow Derek's instructions, but he dropped the phone. He let go of Derek to grab it. All of Derek's weight went towards the pool, causing him to fall in.

"Stiles!" Kristie yelled. Stiles sighed and dove in after Derek. He pulled him up out of the water.

"Where did it go?" Derek asked.

"Where is it? Do you see it?" Stiles asked.

"No."

"Maybe he took off." There was a loud scream.

"Maybe not." Kristie said. Suddenly there was a hiss from behind her, and she turned, coming face to face with the creature.

"Kristie!" Derek yelled as the creature cut the back of her neck and threw her against a wall. Kristie hit the wall hard and rolled back towards the edge of the pool. She tried to get up, but when she did, she found that her body wouldn't do what her brain wanted it to. She tried to move her hand towards the water, but it didn't respond. The thing had paralyzed her.

There was another hiss as the creature came back towards Kristie. It got on top of her, caressing the side of her face with it's claws. "Leave her alone!" Derek yelled. The creature hissed at him and then ran off. "Kristie are you okay?"

"Yeah." Kristie barely got out. Despite being paralyzed from the neck down, her head still hurt from hitting the wall. There was even a small pool of blood beginning to form.

"You need to get me out of here before I drown." Derek told Stiles.

"You're worried about drowning? Did you notice the thing out there with multiple rows of razor sharp teeth."

"Did you notice that I'm paralyzed from the neck down in 8 feet of water!"

"Okay." Stiles said, struggling to keep him and Derek above the water. Stiles looked around. "I don't see it." Stiles began to swim to the side.

"Wait. Wait. Wait. Stop, stop." Derek warned. The creature came back over to Kristie and began circling the pool.

"What's it waiting for?" Kristie asked, spots starting the appear in her vision.


"Kristie, you doing okay?" Derek asked as the two guys tried to stay above the water. It had been quite a while since they had first been in the pool, which ment the game had been over for a while now.

"Yeah." Kristie moaned. Suddenly she heard splashing.

"Wait. Did you see that?" Stiles asked. "I don't think he can swim."

"Okay, okay." Stiles said breathlessly. "I don't think I can do this much longer." Kristie saw Stiles' eyes go to his phone.

"No, no, no, no!" Derek yelled. "Don't you do it."

"Could you just trust me this once?"

"No!"

"I'm the one keeping you alive, okay? Have you noticed that?"

"Yeah. And when the paralysis wears off, who's gonna be able to fight that thing off. You or me?"

"That's why I've been holding you for the past two hours?"

"Yup. You don't trust me. I don't trust you. But you need me to survive, which is why you're not letting me go." Stiles looked at the phone. "Stiles!" And he let Derek sink to the bottom. Stiles swam over towards his phone and saw Kristie. She didn't look to good. She was pale, and the blood around her head had now become a pool and was slowly making it's way towards the actual swimming pool.

"Kristie!" Stiles yelled. "You okay?"

She nodded slightly. "Just help Derek." Was all she could say.

"Kristie!" She heard Stiles yell as the darkness overcame her.


The first thing Kristie noticed when she woke up was the fact that she was in the clinic, and her head hurt like hell. She groaned. "Kristie?" A voice asked. She turned her head and saw Derek standing next to her.

"I never thought I would need to see the vet." she said sarcastically.

Derek chuckled. "Good to see you still have your sense of humor."

"Did you get rid of it?"

"No." Derek said, the smile disappearing. "But we know what it is. It's called a Kanima."

"A Kanima?"

"It's a shape shifter, but it's not right."

"Not right how?"

"Let's not worry about that now. You almost died tonight. I need to get you home and rested."

"But you will tell me right?"

"Of course."


I hope you guys enjoyed this episode! These last two episode have really been focusing on Kristie and Derek's relationship. If you guys have any ideas on how their relationship should go (i.e. mate ceremony, turning her, they move in together, she gets pregnant, etc.) please let me know. I want to be able to use your ideas, since this story is for you guys. Thanks you for the reviews and follows and favorites. Please review. :)