Author's note- First thank you to whalegonetoheaven for your reviews I am glad you are enjoying the story! Second I will like to update that summer is now kind of officially over for me as I have to go to summer marching band all week long now so my updates might not be as frequent… What am I kidding they weren't that frequent to start with. Anyway but I will try to write a little every day and on the weekends. Hopefully this plan will work and I will be able to update even when school starts in the fall. I do not own anything Teen Wolf, as it belongs to its respected creators and MTV.
Car Rides with Guns.
Boyd stepped off the machine to check on Scott. "Don't. You don't want to be like them."
"You're right." Boyd showed the bleed omega his side where Derek had already given him the bite. "I wanna be like you."
"Hey Eli, you look at the car yet?" Sonya casually asked looking up from her bowl of cereal. Eli met her questioning eyes and nodded his head. Of course he had looked at the car he, spent the day home from school just to that.
"Yeah, but it needs some parts and a miracle before you even think about starting it." Sonya nodded her head slowly. Her brother was always so pessimistic about things. She on the other hand was a half full kind of girl and asked exactly what he needed.
"I don't know about miracles, but there's an auto shop down the street." Sonya suggested to her brother before shoveling a spoonful of lucky charms in her mouth. Eli sighed then gave her the best puppy dog look he could muster.
"Yeah, about that, see I have tons of school work I have to get done for tomorrow. So, you think, maybe you can go down and get the parts?" Sonya choked a little on her cereal. Her brother was lazy she knew this fact, but she didn't think he was that lazy to suggest the escape criminal of the family should be the one to go out and get the parts.
"Did you forget I am wanted by the police? Or is all that school work getting to your brain and frying your common sense?" Sonya laughed while pouring her left over cereal away and rinsing her bowl. Eli scrunched his face together in a serious matter to end the conversation.
"Just get the parts." Sonya just huffed a sarcastic okay and got dressed. She pulled on some jeans and her boots with a hoodie and sunglasses just in case someone might recognize her again. She gathered her knife tucking it safely in her boot and loaded a gun to stick in the waist band of her pants. Did the gun seem a little excessive? Yes, but it's better to have it and not need it then need it and not have it.
The disguise she picked out seemed to work as no one paid attention to her walking to the closets auto shop. Stepping into the office of the building she noticed the kid with the buzz cut from the police station sitting studiously in the waiting chair. He didn't notice her, much to Sonya's relief.
Walking up to the office desk she saw a clip board with names on it. Most of them were all scratched out besides for one, it read Stillinski. Sonya smiled to herself piecing it together .The sheriff's name was also Stilinski. "Hey how long have you been waiting?"
Stiles looked up at the stranger who just entered the office. She had her back to him, but he still got the feeling he knew her from somewhere. Like her voice was familiar or something. When he told Boyd he had good auditory memory he wasn't totally lying. "I've been here for like an hour."
"Hmmm." She turned around and smiled at Stiles giving him a better view of her face. She was wearing sunglasses making it difficult for him to grasp her face in his mind. She left the office to talk to the mechanic. Then her voice and smooth smile jogged his memory. She was the girl in the jail stuck with Isaac the night he wolfed out. Stiles had tried to stop her from leaving and that's when she had threatened him.
The realization that he knew who she was made him think if the situation was vice versa. He looked at her file to see what she was wanted for and seeing that she was a serial murderer was very unsettling in Stiles' gut. His mind began to race with thoughts of why she was here. Probably hear to finally silence him, but if she wanted to do that she could have done it when she first saw him. She probably didn't recognize him or she did and was hiding it. Looking up he saw the woman arguing with the mechanic. She shook her head a few times grabbing a box from his hand.
Stiles was a little irritated, but only at the fact the mechanic was being so nice to the serial killer girl then with perfectly normal and nice Stiles. The girl then made her way to the door to the office and the teen took this chance to try and stop her. He stood in front of the exit door phone in hand. "I knew I saw you some where!"
"Took you long enough." Sonya mocked taking off her sunglasses and placing the box on her hip. The boy stood shaking with his phone and she knew he was going to threaten to tell. "Didn't your parents ever tell you snitches get stiches? Guess not considering your dad's the sheriff."
"How did—I knew it you are here to kill me!" The boy said surprised. He brought the phone up to dial 911 but Sonya pulled out her gun.
"Don't be so dramatic kid; I was just here to get some car parts. I only knew you were the sheriff's son because the name on the client list was the same name on his badge. Besides if I really wanted you dead, you would already be six feet under the ground pushing daisies." Stiles just let his jaw drop at her bluntness. "Now put the phone down and sit down before I shoot you in the knee caps. Oh, and between you and me I have a real itchy trigger finger so make it quick."
"I'm putting the phone away." Stiles replied and Sonya smiled at his sudden awkward nervousness. Thinking it would be funny she pretended to pull the trigger and yelled bang scaring him five feet in the air. "Jesus! What the hell was that?"
"A joke scaredy cat. Now if you tell anyone I was here, I will find you and really shoot you and your dad in the face, okay?" Stiles was breathing heavy and just shook his head. Sonya let out another little chuckle then put her gun away to leave. Just before stepping out the door she leaned back to scare Stiles once again by yelling bang in his face. He took the bait and jumped again.
"Okay I get it will you just go already!" She smiled and left. Felling uncomfortable Stiles went to go see how much longer his car would take just in case the woman decided to come back. "Hey. Hey! Wha—what do you think you're doing? All I needed was a starter."
"Yeah, but it looks like your whole exhaust system has to be replaced too." Stile was a little annoyed the mechanic went above and beyond his job to fix his whole jeep.
"Why do I get the feeling your slightly overestimating the damage?"
"It's probably going to run you around, like, 1,200, parts and labor." The mechanic ignored Stiles rants.
"Are you kidding? This thing doesn't even have a catalytic converter. And, yes, I know what a catalytic converter is."
Un-amused at Stiles trying to tell him how to do his job the mechanic sassed back. "You know what a limited slip differential is?"
"No"
"Yeah, it can run you more like 1,500."
"Okay, just finish." Stiles walked back to the waiting room. "I'll be back her—seething in impotent rage."
Opening the waiting room door the teen noticed a sticky substance covering the handle. "Oh, nice. That's real sanitary. Quality establishment you're running here." Wiping the substance off on his jacket Stiles went to go waste more time in the waiting room. A picture of the mechanic in a Beacon Hills High school lacrosse jersey caught his eye making him scoff. "Figures." Pulling out his phone Stiles was going to send a text to his Dad to explain he was going to be a little late. Staring at the phone His fingers didn't seem to work. His hands began to fail him making him drop the phone. Using his strength to look out the waiting room window Stiles saw a green clawed hand on the side of his jeep just above the mechanic.
"Uh…Hey…hey!" Stiles voice was shaky and didn't seem to respond much like his hands. He watched as the creature slashed the mechanics neck. Yelling once again to deaf ears Stiles fell to the ground. His whole body seemed to be failing him as he crawled towards his phone. He had a clear view out of the waiting room door to see the paralyzed mechanic. He was on the ground under the lift when it started moving. Stiles tried calling 911 to answer his cries for help, but mid dial his fingers froze unable to move. All he could do was close his eyes to save him from seeing the damage. The sound of the lift hitting the ground made Stiles open his eyes. The eyes of the green arm from earlier looked into his face. The creature screeched before running off.
Sonya walked home in the dark feeling rather proud in herself. She had successfully scared a kid to almost pee himself twice in a matter of only twenty minutes. When she entered the house Eli was just where she had left him, but instead of doing that super important school work he had to do he was instead sleeping with the book on his face. Sonya just sighed and dropped the box on the table startling the teen from his sleep. Eli just growled at her antics and she laughed. "I got the parts."
"Where are the spark plugs?"
"The what? I got everything on the list you didn't say anything about spark plugs." Sonya pouted putting her hands on her hips. Eli pinched the bridge of his nose. Pointing out it was the first thing he wrote down. "Whatever, I am not going to argue about some damn car part I will just get it next thing tomorrow. Can you work without them?"
"Yeah, I will start first thing tomorrow after school." Sonya shook her head and headed for bed herself. Stumbling into the shower she worked and lathered the soap into her hair. The unnatural dye was beginning to fade signaling a re-coloring. If only she could just go out and buy stuff like hair color and real food instead of having to worry if the sheriff's kid is going to recognize you. Stepping out of the shower into her room she saw Eli sitting in her bed. "I just remembered something that I thought you should know."
"It couldn't wait till tomorrow?" Eli looked at her wrapping her towel tighter around her waist while she gave him an ugly look.
"I wanted you to know that I smell three new wolves in the halls of the high school. There are too many kids for me to find exactly who they are, but I know they are with that alpha. I was just thinking if maybe you slept on this information you would remember more about the alpha." Eli looked at his sister with a gentle but demanding gaze. She was hiding something from him, as much as he tried to tell himself she wouldn't do that, but he couldn't help the feeling. Sonya knew how to lie to a werewolf, but there were other ways to get the truth out of her.
"Okay Eli, I will sleep on it. Now excuse me I need to put on some clothes." Sonya snapped back with a little venom in her voice. Her brother was on to her, but he still wasn't sure what she was holding onto.
The teen got off her bed and placed a hand on her arm squeezing gently. His eyes shined their unnatural crimson red to express his need for her to stop her little charade. "If you think of anything Sonya, tell me. I don't like when you lie to me."
"First thing tomorrow I am going to get the part, goodnight Eli." Sonya pulled away from his vice like grip to see him out of her room. Eli was suspicious, but as long as he didn't know Derek was the alpha she could still pull the innocent act. That was all she needed to sleep on.
The next morning a word was not spoken between the two of them. Both the siblings could feel the tension thick in the air, but between Eli's quite threats and Sonya's silent rebellion there was nothing to be left said. Neither party was going to budge on their story. That was fine to Sonya, it's better to shun one another then the alternative after all. The way they fight someone was going to get hurt and most of the time it was she who received the most damage. At least these silent fights did not leave permanent scars on her skin.
The trip to the auto shop took longer than expecting. Apparently right after Sonya had left the business turned into a crime scene forcing her to go farther into town searching for spark plugs. Which was maybe a good sign considering what else she could be doing with her time. The whole getting arrested shenanigans left her with no hope for work. All her days have consisted of was cleaning and fact to the world Sonya Walsh did not clean. Finally reaching another auto shop she was on her way home when a black Camaro came flying through a parking lot. Flipping the car her middle finger Sonya stood there with her hands on her hips. "Hey, watch where you are going asshole! Parking lots are meant for the speeds of 10 miles an hour and parked and you clearly weren't doing any of those!"
The car's front window rolled down and Sonya immediately recognized the driver. Derek hale the mysterious, sexy werewolf who now was a bad driver, major turn off. Walking up to the window she noticed his forehead crinkled and furrowed eyebrows. He has worn that scowl since they day we met. Doesn't he know any other emotions? "Well if it isn't my friend Derek. How have you been buddy?"
He met her gaze clutching the steering wheel a bit tighter. It was obvious he was in a hurry, but she had all the time in the world. "I'm kind of busy—"
"You know what I noticed Derek," Sonya cut in making the alpha try to hide a growl under his breath. "That even though I call you my friend you don't even know my name."
"What's your name?" He asked arching a brow. He was only humoring her so she would get out of his window and he could leave. It was a fake interest in her life, but all Sonya needed was an interest in general. He was going to know her name, and since he almost ran her over he was going to drive her home.
"It's Sonya, by the way your terrible motor skills scared me half to death and I think I rolled my ankle. Will you be so kind as to give your one and only friend a ride back to her place?"
Derek watched Sonya put on the biggest puppy dog eyes and pouty smile he had seen many times before. He had seen it a long time ago when his sister's wanted something. He tried so hard to say no, but in the end he caved into their begging. Sonya's begging on the other hand didn't look nor feel right. Her eyes took away from the look and her pouty lips didn't seem genuine. "No, Sonya I can't, sorry."
She rolled her eyes at the alpha. He took all that time thinking about his answer to say no? If that's the way it works then yes he did have the time to give her a ride. "You know I didn't want to have to do this but—"Pulling out her gun she kept in the waist band of her jeans she smiled a sweet smile. "I don't think your healing abilities are bullet to the face good even if you are an alpha. Just give me a ride and I will be out of your hair! Besides you kind of owe me with your douchey driving skills, don't you think?"
His eyes flashed red as she entered the passenger's seat. She still had the gun in her hand as she nodded at him to drive. His knuckles were tight on the steering wheel while he steadily kept up a low irritated growling sound. His eyes would flick over to her's then to the weapon then back to the road. Reaching a turn he floored it knocking her into the window several times. She would just shoot him an annoyed look making his stone face lighten for a second. It was probably the closest he ever got to a smile. "I love car rides with guns, they just make that awkward silence 10 times better."
He answered he conversation ice breaker with complete silence. It remained silent until he reached her house's drive. She was surprised he actually knew where it was, but didn't comment. Instead she remembered her brother's worried words of Derek acquiring new betas. "I'm kind of glad you got two more wolves other than baby face. At least it tells me that you actually listen to my advice. Anyways to show my support in your endeavors if you need help training them against the hunters I will be more than willing to help. Two heads are better than one, right?"
Sonya opened the door to exit but Derek stopped her by reaching over her to close the door. Sonya couldn't help but like the warm feel of his body touching hers, even if it was slight contact. "How do you know about my betas?"
"Well, preying on the kids at my brother's high school was probably a big clue. He says he could smell there were new wolves in the halls. That's why I asked if you needed any help. Teenagers are young, stubborn and naïve, add everything that comes with being a werewolf and you have your hands full. Let's face it, Derek; I don't want that pretty face of yours to get wrinkled with worry and stress."
The alpha thinks about her offer for a moment. She takes his silence as an answer and begins to leave the car, but he quickly shuts her door again. Sonya had a point; the hunters were a threat to his new pack. On top of the thing that killed Isaac's dad, Derek had a lot to teach in a small amount of time. A second pair of hands could help in that. Although Sonya's hand might be more of a hindrance then a helping one. "You're right. I need your help, but you do know what you are doing, right?"
"My brother has been a werewolf a while now and I can deal with his little bitch ass and all the crap that comes with it. I also have taken karate, can you say the same?" She asked and Derek let his usual stone face soften a tad by her enthusiasm.
"So how is that helping them be better werewolf badasses?" Sonya asked the young beta Derek introduced her to as Boyd. The teen shook his head not being able to see the point in the repeated failures of running at the alpha just to get thrown to the ground. At one point the one female beta named Erica tried to spice it up with an aerial attack but Derek easily threw her to the ground as well.
"Does anyone want to try not being completely predictable?" Sonya watched Erica get up and heed the alpha's words by jumping up to kiss him.
"That's hot." Sonya joked before Derek threw the girl to the floor and scold her.
"That's the last time you do that."
"Why, 'cause I'm a beta?"
"No, it's because I have someone else in mind for you."
"Are we done?" Isaac asked the question Sonya was thinking. Seeing Derek throw the teens to the ground multiple times while constantly having the same brooding face of his was starting to eat at her brain. "'cause I got about 100 bones that need a few hours to heal."
The look on Derek was one of sympathy for the teen. Sympathy she had seen her brother give her before dragging her down the stairs and beating her to a bloody pulp. "Let me see. Yeah?" just like her brother Derek snapped and broke the young beta's arm. Sonya turned away from his brutality. "101. You think I'm teaching you how to fight, huh? Look at me! I'm teaching you how to survive!"
"If they wanted us dead, why aren't they coming for us now? What are they waiting for?"
"I don't know. Bu they're planning something and you, especially, know that's not our only problem. Whatever that thing is that killed Isaac's father, I think it killed someone else last night. And until I find out what it is, you all need to learn everything that I know. As fast as I can teach you." Derek finished his dramatic speech by exiting into the sub way car. Sonya was left with questions about what he meant by something killing Isaacs father, but she would ask him later. Instead she knelt by the beta to look at his broken arm. He flinched away from the sudden closeness at first, but she gave a reassuring smile to him.
"Is he always an overly dramatic, brooding asshole or I'm not present when he's in a good mood?" The betas didn't answer but Erica did show a small smile. Sonya knew there silence was because even though Derek was out of sight her voice was not out of his hearing. A fact she cared little about. If he was listening—she hope he was—then he deserved to hear every word she had to say. "Are you going to be okay Isaac?"
"Yeah, I just need to heal." The teen got up and went to go sit where she and Boyd had just been perched. Deciding that the young wolves had enough physical teaching from their alpha, Sonya decided to talk to them instead.
"Okay, like major dick over there had said he's not teaching you to fight, but to survive. Now I know as the only human in the room, you might think I'm not the most reliable source, but I assure you there is a reason that I am still alive today." The teens were now all sitting on the stairs giving her their attention. Derek also sat back listening to her lecture. Quietly fuming at her taunts she spoke loud enough for him to hear even without his alpha hearing.
"First rule, fight or flight. Pretty basic, I'm sure you learned it in biology or something, but you do know what it is. When you are facing a much stronger opponent—like an alpha, or maybe a seasoned hunter—and flight is an option, take it! Running away is okay!
"Doesn't running away make you look weak?" Isaac quickly pointed out. Sonya rolled her eyes in response.
"Well, you look even weaker with a broke ass arm, or worse dead."
"Ah, of course."
"Okay O' ye of little faith, the second rule is fake it so you make it. If faced with no other option but to fight, bluffing can save your life. Stronger enemies look at you and automatically see weakness. You need to look and act stronger then you really are to throw them off their game. Showing weakness is not going to make them go easy on you, it's just going to make picking you off that much easier. I use this quite often because, let's face it, I have a bog mouth and talk a lot of shit. It gets me in trouble, but I show the gun flash the confidence making no hunter or werewolf want to touch me. Half the time it's not even loaded, I just act like I have a leg to stand on and the other guy just believes it. Kind of like your brilliant alpha over there."
That admission caught Derek's attention. She had just admitted to holding him hostage with a gun that had no bullets. He even believed her lie! She utterly made him look like an idiot in front of his betas. A low growl escaped his lips making Boyd and Erica turn their gaze for a moment. Sonya didn't seem to notice though.
"Rule number three is know thy self, thy enemy, and thy surroundings. Pretty self-explanatory. You know yourself first before anything else, what I mean by that is your strengths and weaknesses. Only you know these facts in a real fight. Yes, your opponent can guess all he wants on your weapons or weaknesses, but those are just guesses no matter how accurate. You need to know all your cards and know how to play them. Knowing thy enemy is easy. Just size him up to the best of your ability; he's doing the exact same. Knowing thy surroundings is also easy. Take in an account of environmental hazards, it save you from falling into them and could possibly take out your enemy for you."
The beta's looked around the room for a moment before locking their gaze back onto their new teacher. "Rule number four, the most important of all rules, is don't play by the rules. You're not playing a game here, so there are no rules. Like Derek said you are surviving in a world where there are no second chances. A hunter isn't going to care if you're a sixteen year old kid who's barely started life; they are going to kill you. You need to be able to do anything, because the enemy is willing to do everything to be able to see you dead."
"I couldn't have said it better myself." Sonya turned around to see the alpha leaning against the door of the subway car. He had his usual stone face and looked damn good in his white tank, but she didn't show it. Instead she turned with hands on her hips proud he actually was listening to her again. "Mind if you demonstrate you're so called rules, major dick wants to see them in action."
Author's note- So can you believe that this chapter was going to be longer! But I figured when it reached over 5,000 words it was time for a break. So you get two chapters back to back yay. Anyway thank you again to whalegonetoheaven for your reviews, I love reading them and they make me so happy. Trust me right now I need all the happiness I can get. Enough emotional crises I did upload my first ever story art and I can say my coloring skills are impressive for a fourth grader. But yeah it took me two days but it can be found in the little box in the corner and on my tumblr maybe soon!
