Just a head's up. I tried really hard trying to find out what Kira had said when she was ready to off Lucas. And what you'll read was the most common answer I could find.

Stiles arrived at the library, meeting up with the pack at a table, "Did you get in to see Landon?" Scott asked her the moment she settled down in the seat next to him.

"No. I tried using my free period but he's still in the ICU and no one outside family is allowed in."

"I'm surprised you didn't faze your way in there."

Stiles made an annoyed sigh, "Trust me I was half tempted."

"We got one thing." Kira offered to her indicating the newly enlarged and bound Bestiary book that was middle the table.

"Anything in here about half-werewolves, half-Kanimas?" Stiles asked.

"The Chimera." Scott answered.

"Um, what? Chimera." Micah asked.

"It's a creature made of incongruous parts." Scott explained to the two, "And if Liam said he found two burial sites, it means Tracy's not the only one."

While Scott was giving them the explanation, Kira flipped through the pages of the book. One of the pages caught her attention, due to a new image of a Berserker attacking a Viking.

"So, who's the second Chimera?" Stiles wondered, "And why would they bury them?"

Kira continued looking through going into the new section of the Bestiary. According to one of the newer pages in the Bestiary, "A Wendigo is strong enough to not only fight an Alpha Werewolf but to possibly win such a fight."

The rest of the entry read:

These vicious supernatural creatures were an unwelcome discovery among the native people of the new world. They are known to have an uncontrollable appetite for human flesh which leads them to kill despite any better judgment they might processes.

Sneaky creatures, Wendigos can maintain a human appearance while hiding multiple fanged teeth (similar to Kanimas) behind their lips. However, when in their true form, Wendigos' eyes shimmer with a white glow.

While there may be a tactical strike known to kill these supernatural cannibals among the tribes who have been most affected by Wendigos, it is yet unknown to us.

"Deaton thinks it's part of their process." Scott shared with them.

"The people in masks." Micah offered to them.

The trio exchanged conflicted expression at each other due to Micah's determination of sticking with the story.


At the hospital, a patient screamed in agony, "Can someone clue me in as to what's wrong with this kid?" One of the attending surgeons asked his team.

"I'm pretty sure it's this." One of the nurses answered as she relieved the patient having a large oozing wound on his arm.


Liam and Mason were heading out for the night in the Beacon Hills Warehouse District, "Can you put your phone away for five minutes?" Mason asked his friend as they get out his car, "Scott can howl if he needs you."

"I just feel like I should be doing something." Liam shared as he pocketed his phone.

"You are." Mason assured, indicating at the building behind him, "You're my wingman tonight." Mason reminded him, "And considering the state of my dating life, I need a wingman, co-pilot and a really hot flight attendant."

"I'm definitely not your hot flight attendant." Liam shot at him, less than enthused about the by prospect.

"Okay, yeah, choices are limited," Mason agreed, realizing Liam had a point, "But at least here, you can get drunk."

Liam doesn't remind his friend that he couldn't get drunk as Mason pulled him along towards the building.

As they neared the entrance of the club the name "Sinema" flashed in bright lights and they see their classmate, Hayden, working as a "shot girl" by the entrance. She seemed quite friendly when she noticed Mason, but her attitude changes instantly when she noticed Liam by his side.

"I said I'd let you in." Hayden informed Mason, "Not him."

"You said I could have a plus one."

"I didn't say plus Liam."

"I'm his flight attendant." Liam informed her trying to help the situation.

The only thing it did was confuse her, "What?"

"Wingman." Liam corrected, "Forget it." Liam told Mason, not wanting to ruin his night, "I don't have to go in."

"No, you're coming." Mason told him, grabbing Liam by the sleeve of his shirt, "How about me and him... Plus 50?"

Hayden gave a pleased feign smile as she took the money, "Welcome to Sinema."

As Liam and Mason made their way into the club, they go through a beaded curtain that had a projector light on it, counting down.

Liam couldn't help, but notice just the types of the activities that were going on around them, mainly at the scantily clad dancers gyrating on lighted platforms, "We don't look old enough to be here."

"Neither does he." Mason said, as a guy walked by catching his attention.

Liam also noticed something that the club was lacking in, "So is this club mixed?" He then noticed Brett dancing with a boy.

"Ish." Mason answered honestly.


Stiles had fallen asleep reading the Bestiary. On the other side of the table, Micah was clicking his pen over and over as he thought about how the people in masks injected Tracy. As he thought about the attack he remembered an important detail and decides to leave.

As he packed up his things, he made an attempt to wake up Stiles, "Hey. I'm taking off."

The only response he got was Stiles mumbling against the table, "Stiles, wake up and go home."

Again there was another incoherent sentence that was spoken, "I'll meet you there in a bit."

He walked away, unaware that Stiles still hadn't moved an inch.


Hayden received a fresh tray of shot vials from the bar. Before she could take them, the bartender took one and downs it easily, "You remember I have to pay for these out of my own pocket, right?" Hayden reminded him annoyed.

"Yep." The bartender replied, not caring as he took another, before taking care of another client.

"Yeah, that's great, Phil." Hayden called out after him, "You just stay back there getting drunk as usual."

Phil held up a hand, "Steady as a rock."

Hayden took the tray without another word muttering, "I'm never going to make enough."

While Hayden was dealing with her problem, Liam watched as Brett and Mason drink together. He clearly didn't approve of what was going on between them, but before he could make it known, he senses something in the bar. Instinctively, his senses heighten and he heard the tap, tap, tap of someone's shoes.


Scott and Kira stepped out of the elevator at the hospital and were met by Melissa bringing them up to speed on the injured boy they were treating earlier, "This way." She directed them, leading down the hall, "He came in about 45 minutes ago."

Through the glass of the door, Kira and Scott could and hear the boy's cry in pain. The screams are louder when Liam's stepdad exited the room, "I'm gonna find an anesthesiologist covering acute pain." He told Melissa hurrying along, "See what you can do."

When he turned the corner, Melissa ushered them inside, "Mom, what's happening to him?" Scott asked as Melissa gave the boy another injecting that seemed to tire him out instantly.

"It's the pain. Nothing's working." Melissa shared, "We've already pumped him full of morphine."

The boy whimpered quietly, "Can't they do anything to help him?" Kira asked.

"We can put him in a medically-induced coma." Melissa informed them, "It's how we help burn victims deal with the pain."

"Let me see if I can help." Scott offered. He grabbed the kid's hand and the tell-tale black lines began to climb from the injured boy's hand into Scott arms.

"Please, make it stop." The boy begged, "Please make it stop."

Scott does his best, but something was different. The lines became more intense, "Scott. Let go." Melissa told her son, when she noticed that Scott was now the one exhibiting real pain.

But Scott doesn't let go, he kept holding on, "Let go of him." Kira told as she and Melissa were now pulling him away from the boy.

"I'm okay." Scott assured them, even though he appeared exhausted, "Let me see it. Let me see his arm."

Melissa showed the wound that the boy had been admitted with, "Holy... What is that?" Scott asked terrified. The wound looked slightly better than it did the first time.

"The lab says scorpion venom." Melissa voiced.

"Scorpion?"

"I know." Melissa agreed, understanding the doubt, "But that's not the weirdest part. Because a sting this bad means that he should have been dead 10 hours ago, and the scorpion that stung him would have been 10 feet tall."

"Please tell me that doesn't mean there's a giant scorpion running around Beacon Hills." Kira spoke.

"Lucas..." The boy voiced suddenly, catching their attention, "It was Lucas."


In the club Liam inquired Brett about the feeling he has been getting, "No, I didn't catch anything."

"No one else in here's like us?" Liam asked him, looking around the crowd.

"I don't know, dude." Brett confessed, "Maybe. It's Beacon Hills. What's the difference?"

"It felt different." Liam shared uncertain.

"What do you mean?"

"It felt off." Liam explained, "It felt wrong."

Tired of being excluded from the werewolf conversation, a man wearing a vest caught Mason's eye, "Hey, uh, do you see that guy?" Mason asked Brett, "He keeps looking over here. Do you know him?"

"Yeah." Brett answering seeing who Mason was talking about, "That's Lucas."

As Lucas and Mason continue watching each other, Lucas had one his hands clasped behind his back and suddenly thorn-like spikes began to form along his arms.

Liam again sensed something in the club and his eyes glowed yellow in response.


Corey was feeling better and Scott knew that they needed to get some answers, "Hey, Corey." Scott called out him, "What Lucas did to you, he's gonna do it to someone else, and it's gonna be much worse."

"We need to know what happened." Kira told him.

"I don't really know." Corey told them as he thought about Lucas' behavior, "He's never been like that before."

"Like what?"

"Aggressive." Corey told them, "We were taking it slow, but it wasn't me." Corey explained, "He was the shy one. Then we're hanging out today and it's like he was a different person."

"Like, different how?" Scott wondered.

"Like, super confident." Corey remembered easily, "We were just kissing and then I felt this sharp sting on my arm and... And then I looked up at him and I swear his eyes turned black."

"You mean totally black?"

"The whole eye." Corey confirmed, "But it was only for a second. And then he said sorry, that he'll see me at the club tonight and then he just left." He then indicated at his arm, "And then a few minutes later, I'm in the worst pain of my life."

"Hold on, you said club." Scott pointed out, "What club?"

"Every Friday night." Corey told him, "Sinema. No one really wants to go the Jungle anymore after some strange incident occurred with people passing out and seeing some type of red-eyed monster."

Scott knew he was referring to the Kanima incident that had occurred there long ago.


While looking for Mason, Liam accidently ran into Hayden, knocking a full tray of drinks from her hands, "Are you kidding me?" Hayden sighed tiredly as she began picking up the fallen drinks, Liam even got down on the floor to help her, "Those were $10 each."

"Sorry."

"The bartender isn't just going to refill them for me."

"Uh, okay, um, I've got money." Liam offered digging through his pocked for some money, "I've got, um... Uh... $12 and uh... Change."

Hayden took the money, but gave him a deadpanned stare, "You still owe me $200."

While Liam was dealing with his Hayden issue, Lucas and Mason slipped into one of the club's darker corners. A movie has itself projected onto Mason's shirt, "Night of the Living Dead." Mason enthused.

"What?" Lucas asked unfamiliar with the name, "The movie?"

"Yeah, it's one of the first classic zombie movies."

"Have you never seen it?"

"Never." He admitted, "How does it end?"

"The zombies pretty much win." Mason spoiled for him, "All the good guys die."

"So, I guess it's better to be one of the bad guys."

"Maybe." Mason answered as Lucas moved in closer to him, unaware that Lucas has his spikes coming from out of his arms.

"Sometimes."


"A kid turning into a half-scorpion, half-werewolf?" Kira tried digesting as she and Scott were in the back alley of the club, "Is there even a myth for that?"

"Sumerian." Scott answered knowingly, surprising her, "I remember something about it in the Bestiary."

As they entered the club through the back, Scott and Kira accidently trigger the alarm. In an instant, Kira quickly grabbed her swordbelt and effortlessly tossed it at the alarm box, severing the electricity.

Scott looked at her with admiration and without thinking said, "God, I love you."

He continued onto the club leaving Kira stunned.


Lucas was moving in on Mason again, his arms spiked up as he does. Just when he was close enough, Brett suddenly grabbed Lucas from behind, throwing him across the room. He turned to Mason, who was completely stunned, and yelled, "Run!"

Getting up from the floor, Lucas' eyes went black as presumed to attack Brett.

Kira was now following Scott even though she was still stammered about what he had said, "I can't believe that you said that."

"Said what?" Scott asked completely confused.

Kira stared at him dumbfounded, "You don't even realize it."

Before Scott could defend himself, the sound growls from the fight interfered as Lucas and Brett appear sparing with each other.

Lucas and Bret didn't even take Scott or Kira into consideration as Lucas forced Brett back to where they had come from. Eventually, Lucas got the upper hand as the Scorpion thorns sliced across the werewolf's abdomen, causing Brett to fall to the floor.

Standing over him, Lucas was ready to bring his arms up for another blow, when Liam tackled him to the floor from the side. Even though Lucas was stronger, Liam managed to hold him off.

Scott arrived just in time, before Lucas overpower Liam and kicked Lucas off, "You're a little late!" Liam told him.

Lucas, who managed to recover from Scott's surprise attack, easily rammed himself in Scott, causing Scott to fly across the room and proceeded to kick Liam in the gut.

Seeing that the two werewolves were in trouble, Kira whipped out her sword and began attacking Lucas herself.


Micah was in Tracy's room sitting on the bed. He went through some drawings he had found. While he does so he noticed a small novel on her desk under a wallet. He pushed the wallet off the book to find a post-it note that read, "Here's the book you asked for. Cheesy stuff, but still a fun scary read."

The book, by T.R. McCammon, was titled "The Dread Doctors" with the tagline "A terrifying tale of science fiction and horror."

The cover image showed the three familiar masks. Micah inspected the book, noticing that it is old with a cover price of just 50 cents.


Kira and Lucas fight. Unlike his time with fighting with Brett, he couldn't really get close enough to touch her, but it doesn't matter as she doesn't land very many effective hits with the sword but does manage to kick him backwards.

Liam joined in the fray as he jumped up, grabbing him, and threw him to the ground.

On the impact, Lucas' eyes clear up.

However, Kira was still spinning her sword around as her aura fired up, preparing for a killing blow on Lucas. She shouted, "Watashi wa shi no shisha da!" running forward only to have Scott interfere. Scott noticed that Kira's eyes glow their orange, along with the fox aura right at him, "Kira!" He roared at her, which seemed to calm her down, even if it left her genuinely confused.

Seeing that Kira had returned to her normal self, "Is everyone okay?" Scott asked the others.

Brett appeared to heal, if not sore experiencing pain from the stabbing on the spike. Mason looked utterly confused with a mix of excitement and Liam appeared to be ready to call it a night.

"We got to get him out here." Liam realized, remembering that they were still out in a public place

"And quickly." Scott agreed as he and Liam started to move Lucas, but were intercepted by a spike that shot out from nowhere and straight through the scorpion boy's middle.

The spike was on a string and above, standing on the rafters and lighting rig, the Dread Doctors reeled it back in on one of their contraptions.

Scott was shocked at the sudden appearance of them, "Why did you do that?" He demanded to know.

The Surgeon replied, "His condition was terminal."

"What does that even mean?"

"Failure." The Surgeon replied, before they disappeared in a shower of sparks.


At the morgue, "I'm sure they'll come up with a reasonable explanation for the stingers in his arms." Melissa told her son as they stood beside Lucas' body, "I guess it's better than trying to explain a tail."

"Better than the truth?" Scott wondered obviously concerned.

"Maybe." Melissa told him, giving him a small squeeze on his shoulder, "This is the best that we can do for now."

"I should've done better." Scott told her in a dry tone, "I... I... I should've known that this was going to happen." Scott ranted, "I should've been able to stop it."

Melissa watched as Scott continued to beat himself over the death, so she did what she did best, "You know, your grandfather used to have a saying about the word should." Melissa shared with him, "You know what you're doing when you say should too often? You're should-ing all over yourself."

Scott made a small smile at the obvious joke, "I know that I can't be the Mom that says. "I don't want you to do anything about this." 'Cause you're always going to be involved," She told him, "Because not only do you have the power to do something, you care enough to do it."

Melissa placed an arm around his shoulder, "So all you really need is to ask yourself, "What am I going to do?"

"I'm going to find out who did this." Scott answered instantly, "And I'm going to stop them."

They turned out the lights as they the morgue and exit.

A couple of seconds later, Jordan appeared in a trance and took the body. He went to the Nemeton where his body suddenly ignited as he placed Lucas on the stump burning his body in the process.


Stiles was ready to leave the school parking lot when the Jeep's engine started smoking again the moment she had turned the key, "Oh no, not again."

She had been on the phone with Isaac when it happened, "Did that piece of junk seriously die on you again?" Isaac questioned from the other line. Stiles chose to ignore the insult and proceeded to reach into the glove compartment where she had a stash of duct tape ready to use, "Isn't that like the 50th time already?"

"I called you to keep me awake for my ride home," Stiles told him, "Not to insult my jeep baby beta."

"I told you to stop calling me by that name."

"Maybe you should stop bashing on my jeep every chance you got." Stiles suggested easily as she got out the jeep with the duct tape in hand, "Besides nothing a little bit of duct tape can't fix."

"Oh dear Jesus…"

Stiles lifted up the hood and began wrapping the duct tape around another hose, "I can hear the judgement, what do you suggest I do then?"

"How about take it the junk yard?" Isaac offered bluntly, "Finally lay that thing to rest."

"I'm hanging up on you, Lahey." Stiles announced feigning annoyance even as Isaac started laughing at her on the other end.

"It's Isaac, but close enough." Stiles could practically hear the werewolf smirking.

Stiles rolled her eyes even though she knew Isaac couldn't see the gesture and proceeded to hang up her phone. Even though he and the others weren't actually there with them, it was good enough to actually be able to talk to them. And with the weird things going right now, she was actually kind of glad that the others weren't actually in town.

Stiles was just about done wrapping up the engine with the duct tape when Donovan appeared from her. With Stiles facing under the hood of the jeep, Donovan extended his hands and on it appeared to be a mouth with tiny little sharp teeth like Deidara the anime character.

Unaware of his presence, Donovan slammed the mouth hand down on Stiles shoulder, causing Stiles to scream in pain.

NEXT ON THE DREAD DOCTORS (APRIL 15TH!)

It was Scott and Stiles who stayed behind, "Are you going to be okay in there?" Scott asked Stiles, noticing her quiet behavior.

"Yeah." Stiles told him, "Why?"

"First time you were here, you were possessed. Second time, you almost died." Scott listed off, "Remember somethings have a thing for threes."

"Well, let's just hope that third times the charm," Stiles tried to joke, but unable to even find the humor in it, "Or better yet maybe this place should just finish me off." Stiles noticed the alarmed expression that settled on Scott's face, "I'm kidding." She assured him, "What's with the freak out?"

"You just seem a little off."

"I think we're all a little off." Stiles said to him.


Micah eyed the keys intently before snatching them out of his hands, "Since you're causing Stiles emotional discomfort, just know I don't like you."

"Better than hating me. So I'll take what I can get." Theo responded easily with a cocky smile as they left the library.

Micah eyed Theo from the corner of his eye, despite what had just said, Micah couldn't fight a feeling he had been getting towards Theo.