Chapter 6

Disclaimer: And its time for an all new exciting chapter! Many apologies for the delay and while I had this portion already written up for some time now, I wanted to add some more to the rest of the story before posting. Now, let's get it on!

Beacon Hills High – A School That Seriously Needs A Long Break From Everything!

An agonized groan escaped Scott as Derek used a torch to burn out the yellow Wolfsbane. And he wasn't sure if that experience was worse then the time with the tattoo or this moment was. But either way, if he didn't get burned again for the rest of his life he'd be insanely happy. "Ugh…" Groaned the young Alpha once more.

"You know I wouldn't have used this if there was another way." Came the older man's apologetic voice.

"Yeah… I know."

Scott then passed out, causing Derek to gently drop him to the floor with some worry coming from him. But then a sound caught his attention that had him alert and deciding to go out in the hallway while hoping his little brother would be alright for the time being until he came back in. Elsewhere, Lydia, Jackson, Cora, Stiles, Ethan, and Danny were making their way inside the school after a fairly fast drive to get there. "Remember, do what you can to keep your eyes closed. Because you can NOT look at it as it has to be fought blindly." Warned Lydia.

Danny gave a nod to his best female friend. "Don't worry, we won't look at it."

"Good, cause I'd hate to have to kick your asses."

Nodding, the Hacker, along with Stiles and Cora took off to find Scott and get him the item he'd requested. Ethan just sighed. "Wouldn't it be easier if we just got our friends and hauled ass the Hell out of here?"

"Hey, that works for me." Shrugged Jackson while his ex gave the two an eye roll.

A noise, an alarming one at that too for that matter, made itself known. Giving Lydia cause for concern and instantly telling the boys to shut their eyes as she had a feeling what the noise causer was while beginning to pant from the mild fear she started to feel over the fact that the Anuk-Ite was close by.

An Empty Eichen House Is Still An Eichen House

"Heh, look at him, you think he's dying in there?" Asked a Deputy named Farrell with a chuckle and a smile on his lips.

Chuckling that was shared by his two fellow Deputies. "Not likely." Came the surprising voice of one Noah Stilinski as he slowly came up to the three.

An African American woman with slash marks on her neck and a shotgun in her hands was also with him as well. Instantly making the trio put their hands on their side arms. "Its not that easy to kill a Hellhound. I mean, that is what he is if neither of you boys know."

"And knowing is important if you're gonna get to wondering about in this part of the world. Otherwise… You might not last too long in it." Remarked the woman with him.

Farrell pulled out his gun in Noah's direction. "Nobody's looking to get hurt here, so why don't you two turn around and walk away."

"Put your gun down, Deputy. Because we both know you're not gonna shoot me."

"Yeah? Well, we aren't gonna let you take him out of here."

"I don't know about that. Considering we have two more on our side, that might prove more harder then you'd think." Declared Agent Rafael McCall as he, Hayden, and her sister came up behind Braeden.

Shocking the trio of Deputies present. "The Hell!? We had you in a cell back at the station!" Remarked one of the shocked Deputies.

Hayden shrugged. "Yeah, well, we were in the area and got asked to do a favor." Informed the second Beta of Scott McCall.

Though when word of what was going on in the area had reached her, Hayden realized there was no way in Hell she could let Liam and the others deal with it on their own and hauled ass to Beacon Hills with her sister in tow. "A loud and painful favor but a helpful one none the less." Added her sister with her own gun pointed at the Deputy trio.

"Need any help, Stilinski?" Rafael asked.

Noah turned to the Agent and shook his head and turned back to the trio. "Nah, I've got this well in hand."

"Oh please, you're like what, 60? You really think you can handle us on your own, Stilinski?" Farrell asked with a mocking smile.

"Sheriff."

"What?"

"You WILL refer to me by my proper title, Deputy." The good Sheriff told him with narrowed eyes.

Mocking laughter was heard and before the trio knew it, found themselves on the ground and in pain. "Damn." Whistled Rafael appreciatively while the others present looked suitably impressed as well!

"Haven't seen moves like that from you since the late 90's."

Stilinski just shrugged after unlocking the latch for the door to Parrish's not so pleasant room. "Guess you could say I was savin' it for a rainy day." Remarked the man before looking down at the groaning trio.

"Now get your asses off that floor and help Parrish out of there." Ordered the man and the trio did so while wondering how the Hell an old man like him could still pull off some moves like the ones he'd just done!?

But they all knew one thing though, never again would they go against the man as who knows what he'd do if they did it a second time!

Author's Notes: Yay for a surprise return from Hayden!