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"Don't study too hard tonight." Ella smiled as she closed the passengers side door of her mother's car. Grace did the same, gripping her backpack as they both waved her away, watching her disappear down the road. Sighing, they both made their way up the driveway were the group was waiting. "I really do hate lying to her."

"Hey if you want to tell her your best friends with a bunch of supernatural creatures and your helping two of them get through a full moon tonight be my guest." Grace said as Ella looked at her as if she had just grown two heads.

"Yeah and end up in Eichen house, no thanks." As the two grew closer to the group, they noticed the anxiety on all their faces, Stiles phone pulled out. "What's wrong now?" Ella asked as the group turned to them.

"Well we found out the real reason Liam was kicked out of Devenford. Kids got some serious anger issues. Did Liam ever tell you why he got kicked out?" Stiles asked as she shook her head no. He held his phone out, Grace taking it and looking at the picture pulled up. She took in the damaged car, deep indentions littering the body of it, each window smashed in as was the windshield. Spray painted on the side were the words 'This is your fault'.

Grace handed the phone back to Stiles, looking around at the others who all had the same look on their faces. "Liam did that?"

Lydia was the first to speak. "He apparently got into it with a teacher of his and he took a crowbar to his car."

"I still think we should have gone with Stiles plan and just tossed him into the lake." Malia piped up.

"Look were still going with the original plan alright. Kira's almost here with him so come on." Scott moved from his bike, the group heading into the lake house to get ready.

The minutes ticked by as the group waited. Grace glanced out the window, searching for headlights in the distance. The added discovery of liams anger problems worried her. She knew from her uncle that anger could increase the strength of a werewolf. The anger she saw in that photo was enough to set her on edge, her eyes glancing up at the full moon, partially covered by clouds.

"Hey how you are holding up?" Lydia placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. Nodding her head, Grace turned giving her a small smile.

"I'm fine." Both of their attentions suddenly turned to the windows, lights appearing up the driveway. "Scott there here." Grace called out as her and Lydia moved from the window and back into the living room where the other three were gathered.

The front door opened a moment later, Liam stepping inside first, followed by Kira. When he saw that instead of a party he was faced with Scott, Stiles, Lydia, Ella and Grace, he stopped. Kira quickly moved, closing and locking the door behind her as she gave him a sheepish smile. "Sorry."

Turning back to the group he shrugged. "What the hells this?"

"Think of it like and intervention. You have a problem Liam." Stiles supplied as Scott stepped in.

"And were the only ones who can help." Taking Liam's silence as an invitation to continue he went on to explain exactly what was happening. He talked about what he was, what each of them was. The entire time Liam stayed silent. Grace didn't know if this was a good thing or not. But he hadn't tried running so she took it as a small step in the right direction.

When Scott had finished, Liam finally spoke up. "Werewolf?" pointing to Scott who only nodded as he continued, "Werecoyote," Smiling a little Malia nodded, "Banshee." Lydia raised her hand a bit, Liam turning back to look at Kira, "Fox?"

"Kitsune but fox works too." Turning back, he looked over at Stiles, Grace and Ella.

"And what are you three?"

Grace felt Stiles fidget nervously beside her. "Uh for a while I was possessed by an evil spirit…it was very evil."

Crossing his arms, he starred back at Stiles. "What are you now?"

"Better, uhhh….." Stiles finished off giving an awkward smile.

Ella spoke up next. "Grace and I are as human as they come."

"Technically my family hunted supernatural creatures for generations and my aunt is sort of a shapeshifter now, but that's a story for another day." Grace answered, feeling her lips pull up into a smile, hoping it would ease Liam in some way. The look he was giving them told her it hadnt.

Liams eyes roved over the coffee table, the bag of chains easily visible. He shifted his body a bit. "Are those for me?"

"No there for me." Malia answered, her eyes flashing blue. Liam stopped, his eyes widening as he physically backed away.

"How did you do that?"

Scott noticed the fear in Liams eyes as he took a small step forward. "You'll learn. But first you need to get through the full moon."

"The moons already out." Grace saw Liam's body slowly trembling, heard the low rumble of his voice as he said this. She quickly looked over at Lydia who did the same. Liam was starting to feel the effects of the moon and they were running out of time to get him down to the boathouse.

"And your starting to feel something aren't you. Liam it's the moon ok and we just want to help you. Please let us." Grace said, her eyes pleading with Liam to understand somehow.

Liams eyes landed on Grace, regarding her for a moment before they shifted back over the group, his irritation evident in his face and body language. "I feel like I'm surrounded by a bunch of psychotic nutjobs. You guys are out of your freaking minds. I don't know how you did that eye thing and I don't care." His voice continued to rise, his breathing ragged as he continued to yell. "I'm walking out the door right now! And if any of you try and stop me, I swear to god…I'll…" before he could finish, his hands moved to his head, crying out in agony as he doubled over in obvious pain. Grace instinctively moved towards him, Stiles gripping her arm and shaking his head.

Scott moved forward. "Liam, what's wrong?"

"You don't hear that." Liam responded, his voice pained as Scott strained his ears. In that moment, the group of teens turned to the window, a flash of lights pouring in from outside. Grace quickly moved to the window, peeking out along with Ella and Kira. What she saw made her jaw drop. Cars started pulling up in all directions, her classmates getting out and heading towards the front door.

Lydia turned, looking over at Liam. "Did you tell someone about this."

"My friend Mason…you said it was a party."

"Who did Mason invite?" Stiles asked, both Ella and Grace turning to face him.

"Everyone." They both said. It was soon a mad scramble, Scott and Kira hauling Liam up to take him to the boathouse, Stiles getting Malia down to the basement. Grace had moved to help Scott but he had quickly shaken his head.

"Its not safe for you. With his anger and not being able to control I can't take the chance of him hurting you by accident." Was his reasoning before him and Kira dragged the struggling Liam out through the back.

"Ok now what?" Ella asked, looking between Grace and Lydia.

Lydia sighed moving to the door. "We throw a party."

Weaving her way though the throng of partying teens, Grace finally found Ella who was busy trying to keep eager couples away from the basement door. When she saw Grace, she gave a relieved sigh.

"Seriously? I swear half our class is made up of sex crazed idiots. I think coach may have been right after all." She had said as an afterthought. Grace had to chuckle in light of the situation.

"Well when you get close to almost 70 teenagers what do you expect." Grace looked around, not seeing Lydia in sight. "I'm actually going to step out, text Scott see how things are going with Liam." Pulling her phone out, she moved past the partying teens, sidestepping one boy who almost spilled his drink. She noticed Violet walk over to Garret, who stood glancing at his phone, before smirking and pressing his lips to hers.

Pulling her jacket a bit closer, she stepped away a bit from the house, scrolling through her contacts to pull up Scotts number. Continuing to walk, she stopped when her nose caught a whiff of something foul. Scrunching her nose up, she looked around, determining where the almost coppery smell was coming from. She slowly moved over, her hand moving to the dagger that was secured close to her waist. Grace crept around the side of the car, looking around as she did. When she saw that no one was around, she quickly rounded the corner.

Her hand moved to her mouth as she tried not to gag at the sight before her. A body lay in front of her, a large pool of blood already staining the concrete near the large neck wound, his decapitated head laying a few inches from him.

Finally finding Scotts number, she quickly pressed call, pressing the phone to her ear.

"Grace is everything-"

"Scott, you need to get back up to the house right now! I just found a body."