Chapter Six: The Hunt

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Summary: Derek begins his hunt for his new pack as the Argents declare war. The Code has been broken and neither side is going to play by the rules. Contains SPOILERS for season 2.

Time: Season 2: Episode 5

Genre: Drama, Romance, and Horror

Rating: PG-13

Date Finished: July 4, 2012

Lydia stared Allison down as they drove to the Martin residence. She hated being left in the dark. She felt that she had a right to know what was going on. No one would tell her. She thought that by constantly glaring at Allison that it may get her somewhere. So far, there had been no such luck.

"Would you mind explaining what the hell is going on?" Lydia demanded for the one hundredth time. If silence was not going to get her anywhere, then she might have better luck with demanding.

Allison stopped in front of Lydia's house and looked at the other girl. "I told you, it is best if you do not know what is going on," she said in what Lydia supposed was supposed to be a gentle voice.

Lydia frowned. She was getting tired of hearing the same excuse. She wanted to know now. She wanted the truth and nothing but the truth. The rest of the them must not had remembered that Lydia had been the one attacked by a wild animal, that she had run around naked in the woods for two days, and that she was seeing Peter Hale. They did not know that she was seeing Hale, but that was beside the point. The point was that she was seeing things and that she had a right to know what was going on.

Allison sighed and gripped the wheel. "It is for the best that you do not know."

Lydia crossed her arms over her chest. This was not what she was wanting to hear. She wanted to know and she was going to find out no matter what it took. "Fine," she huffed as she climbed out of the car. "Do not tell me, but I will find out." She slammed the door shut.

She stood in the driveway for several seconds hoping that Allison would open the door and explain everything. Instead the other girl drove off without another word.

Lydia could not believe this. She was the most popular girl at school and here she was being ditched. She crossed her arms over her chest and glared down the road. This was not going to work. No one kept Lydia Martin in the dark and got away with it. She turned and marched into her house with as much dignity as she could muster. She had work to do.

Meanwhile, somewhere off in the distance a howl filled the night sky. Lydia heard it from inside her home. She looked out the window and saw nothing. She pulled the curtains and went upstairs. She was not going to let some silly howl ruin her hunt.

Stiles was not sure how he was going to explain this one. He and Scott had Jackson on the run. Well, it was Jackson in lizard form. He was not sure how they was going to catch him or what they was going to do with him once they had him caught. He just knew that they needed to get Jackson off the streets and into somewhere safe.

Stiles floored his Jeep. They were gaining on Jackson somewhat. The lizardy Jackson was heading into the outskirts of town. This was good. They could catch him away from people. The less who saw Jackson, the better.

"Stiles, he is gone," Scott exclaimed.

Stiles pulled off the road into a club's parking lot. It was the only possible place that the kanima could had gone. The boys climbed out of the Jeep and looked around. He could not had gotten too far. They would find him.

Scott went all Teen Wolf and was listening for any kind of odd movement. Stiles thought that it would had been difficult to listen over the club's noise, but he was not going to say anything. He just had to trust that Scott knew what he was doing. It was rather scary to trust Scott, but Stiles felt as if he had no choice.

Scott pointed toward the south wall of the club. "He is in there."

Stiles nodded and looked away for a way to get in. There was no way that the bouncer was going to let them in. Hell would have to freeze over. They had no fake ID and no way to get in. Stiles had no idea way the kanima would want in there anyway. Maybe the treat of easy kill was way...

"There is no way in," Stiles pointed out. There was a steel door, but it was locked.

Scott nodded and sucked in air. He raised his claws and the door opened. "There is now."

Stiles bit down on his tongue. There was a way in now, that was for sure. He just did not know how someone did not hear the falling of the metal. "Okay, then, I guess we are going clubbing."

The two boys stepped into the club. It had the loud, upbeat music that clubs only seemed to have. Stiles had tried to find club music, but had yet to find it. Stiles looked up as he made his way through the crowd. There was something very wrong with this club. They were all male. This was not his type of scene.

Stiles made his way through the crowd careful not to grind up against anyone. About halfway across the club he saw movement. The kanima was walking in the rafters above all of the dancers. It seemed to be hovering in one area above one dancer. Stiles swore as he recognized the dancer. It was Danny.

Stiles fought the crowd to reach Scott. The kanima was now attacking the people around Danny. People had not noticed yet and he knew that it would not take long for them too.

"Scott," Stiles said breathless once he reached his friend. "It is there!" He pointed as Danny fell.

Gunshots rang out through the club and people started screaming even louder. The kanima fell to the ground in a heap and ran out of the club. Scott and Stiles ran out after it. Sirens were coming from the distance. This was not going to be good.

They found Jackson bloodily behind a car. Stiles knew that they had to get him out of there. They grabbed Jackson and Stiles forced a pain of sweatpants on him. The three of them ran to Stiles's Jeep.

The police had arrived on scene by the time they were ready to leave the club's parking lot. Stiles groaned as his dad's car arrived. He knew that he could not leave and to make it worse, Jackson was moving around.

"Scott, what do we do?" Stiles asked.

Scott looked at the law enforcement vehicles. There was no way that they were going to get out of this one. "Come with a story," Scott said as he shoved Stiles out the door.

Stiles was going to kill him. His dad saw him as soon as he fell out of the Jeep.

"Stiles!" his dad yelled. "What are you doing here?"

Stiles was going to kill Scott. This was going to make him look bad. "It is a club Dad. I was out clubbing."

Sheriff Stilinski looked at the club. " I do not think this is your type of club."

Stiles put his hand behind his neck. He was going to really kill Scott for what he was going to say. "You see Dad, I have been meaning to have a talk with you."

Sheriff Stilinski looked at his son. "Stiles, you are not gay."

"Maybe I am Dad."

Sheriff Stilinski studies his son's outfit. "You cannot be dressed like that and be gay. Tell the truth."

Stiles sighed. "Fine, Danny just broke with his ex and I was trying to make him feel better."

Sheriff Stilinski smiled and nodded. "You are a good friend."

Stiles nodded and left. He could not believe that his dad said he could not be gay because of his clothes.

~***~
Jackson woke up in the back of a vehicle and was chained. He was going to kill whoever had done this to him. He had not remembered want he did last night or coming here. Someone had clearly brought him here and he had a pretty good idea as to who did.

Lydia waited in Allison's room for her to return. She was going to get some answers about what was going on one way or another. The door opened and Allison stepped in. She flipped on the light and screamed.

"What are you doing here?" Allison demanded.

Lydia knew that Allison knew she was going to be here. They were going to study for biology. "We were going to study."

Allison sat her stuff down on her desk. "Lydia, I am sorry, but I can't tonight. I need to find someone to translate Latin for me."

Lydia stood up and walked over to the desk. "I can."

"You can?" Allison asked in disbelief.

Lydia nodded and took what Allison had threw on her desk. She looked over it. It was a pretty basic document. "What do you need to know?"

Allison pointed to a sentence. "That and just how smart are you?"

Lydia smiled and shrugged. She studied the sentence. "The kanima seeks a master."

"Are you sure it is master and not friend?"

Lydia nodded. "Yeah, it is master."

"The kanima seeks a master," Allison muttered.

Chris looked over at his father. "This thing cannot live and we had no idea what it is. "

Gerard nodded. "It is a kanima and it needs to die. Its' only purpose is to kill."

"Derek seemed pretty concerned about it."
"Aye, a common foe will unite even the foulest of enemies." Gerard took a drink of coffee. "We need to see Derek Hale."

Chris stared at his hands. He really did not want to kill Jackson. Oh, he knew who the kanima was, but he was not going to tell his father. "Won't that be redrawing the battle lines?"

"Aye, it will." Gerard took another drink. "It is a hunt now."