Another Alpha-Overcoming Chaos
TEEN WOLF
A/N: Not sure when ill update again but I will update when I can! I am thankful for the reviews and the views this story has! I hope you like it and enjoy!
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Scott was setting in the kitchen, his gaze firmly fixed ahead of him towards the window and was trying to organize his thoughts. He missed Allison. He would give anything to hear her voice or see her again. He meant it when he said he didn't blame Stiles but he hated the nogitsune that wore his best friends face because even though it wasn't Stiles it was his image and that's what he see's when imagines that night. Sure the nogitsune had not delivered the killing blow, had not stabbed Allison but he controlled the Oni just as he controlled Stiles.
He gripped the end of the table in quiet rage as he thought about the fight in the school. The nogitsune had tricked them. Making them think that they had no options except the one it gave them, demanding for Scott to kill Stiles, to let him fall on his own sword but it was how Stiles was going to willingly take his own life by plunging the sword in his stomach. Scott ignored the Oni. His only concern at keeping that from happening but in the end Stiles out smarted the thousand year old spirit. A Devine move.
Scott relaxed his hand, it didn't happen, Stiles is alive he thought.
"Scott? Are you alright." Melissa appeared leaned up against the wall.
Scott didn't answer. His throat felt tight and his eyes were betraying him as water formed in them. He felt his mother wrap her hands around him in a comforting gesture like she had the night of Allison's death and it only made him feel more sorrow because it was real. Allison was dead and she died in his arms.
"Scott." She moved around till she could see his face. "Why don't you go to bed, huh? Get some rest."
Scott swallowed thickly. "How do you move past something like that."
Melissa frowned. "You don't. Not fully but its life. I know its cruel but that's the way it is. We make a way to get past it." She answered rubbing light circles on his back.
Scott let her words run through his head. "What if we don't know how."
"Then, you learn how."
Scott went silent for a moment before looking at her. "Thanks, mom."
She smiled. "Bed."
He nodded before getting up and heading upstairs to his bedroom and shutting the door behind him. As soon as he was in the room his cell phone went off showing a text from Peter.
Derek is missing.
Scott's let his eyes raised and fell on the window. A certain feeling of unease settling in the quiet room.
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Derek was panting. He had been electrocuted, stabbed, and beat but he did not break or give Daniel the satisfaction instead succeeded in making him angrier as he looked at Derek with hatred in his eyes. The torture being proven pointless but he tilted his head as he said, "I'm sure you have heard of human sacrifice?"
Derek was still panting, "It was...performed to please...the gods." He breathed each word in sarcasm.
Daniel grabbed the gasoline once again, having decided not to use it earlier and walked around the table while pouring it on the ground. "Did you know that they didn't hesitate to sacrifice children? They considered it an offering to a deity. There were different ways to kill a human. My favorite is how they tied the human to a post and set it on fire."
Derek weakly pulled on his restraints. Something told him he was trapped with a nutcase that wouldn't hesitate to kill him. "That was ages ago! It's considered murder now." He stated calmly, though he felt anything but.
"Then again you have a history with fire." Daniel dropped the container and dug in his pocket for the lighter, flipping it open. "Your whole family burnt and you? You just got lucky."
Derek's breath quickened but not out of fear that he was about to be surrounded by fire but his anger was evident. His eyes were no longer green orbs but a fiery blue, bearing his teeth with a roar.
"That's enough."
Derek turned to the man that entered the room.
Daniel closed the lighter but didn't say anything.
The man walked over to Derek. His red eyes staring into his blue ones. "So your the alpha!"
The man didn't bother answering him as he looked at Daniel and nodded his head as he walked over to the other table, picking up syringe and Derek knew what was coming next but his mind was focused on the alpha who was staring at him in a calm manner.
Derek groaned and closed his eyes tightly as the same sensation came back after the needle was pushed into his skin once more and his eyes rolled back into his head.
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Derek held her hand, coaching her to follow him as they snuck inside the building completely unheard as a man patrolling the area walked by. He felt Paige tense beside him and he gripped her hand with reassurance. "It's okay. He didn't see us."
They walked farther into the abandoned building. Derek guided her to a spot where he was sure no one would find them before turning to her and leaned his head towards her until their foreheads were touching. "I'll think of something." He said in a low voice.
She shook her head without a word as he leaned back and grabbed her face in his hands. "I want to be with you." He said more firmly.
"I know. I want to be with you to Derek."
He leaned in and gently planted his lips against hers in a tender embrace. Kissing her with passion, savoring her, before pulling back.
(Break)
"Paige..."
Daniel stole a glance at the unconscious werewolf as he suddenly mumbled a name. Wondering who Paige was. He knew about Derek and his family. He had heard stories and when he was told to grab Derek Hale well that just made him more curious towards his history.
"He'll dream memories of the ones he wishes to forget. That's the effect of the dose."
Daniel turned towards the man. A grin forming on his lips. "The perfect torture. So. How's school as a new teacher?"
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It was Saturday and the first thing Stiles did was text Scott to meet him at his place. The picture he had found in the woods was apart of something but he didn't know what.
Stiles paced back and forth until he hears the familiar sound of Scotts motorcycle pulling up in the driveway and didn't give his friend time to knock before opening the door. "Hey. What did you need to talk to me about." Scott asked while he stepped inside.
"I'll tell you in my room."
Stiles shut his door quietly, not wanting to wake his father up and faced Scott. "You remember when we were in the woods and I found that picture?"
Scott took a seat on the side of the bed. "Yeah. Why?"
Stiles remained standing as he grabbed the laptop and opened the article for Scott to see. "Look. This is a few towns over from here."
Scott took the computer from Stiles and started to read it. "So a family was murdered by gunshots? What does that have to do with the picture."
"Look at that picture and look at this one." Stiles handed him the picture.
Scott took a minute to study both photos. "It's the same guy."
"Exactly but the weird part is, those are different people with him. You don't think that's a little odd?" Stiles emphasized spreading his arms out.
Scott put the computer down. "Maybe."
"There's got to be a reason that the picture was there."
Scott stood, "I'm not saying there ain't but right now we have a bigger problem."
Stiles ran his hand through his hair. "What problem?"
"Derek's missing."
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"You want me to help you find Derek?" Chris Argent asked the two teenagers standing in front of him with a tossed eyebrow.
"Yes. He's missing. Peter hasn't seen him in almost two days." Scott answered.
Chris continued taking apart and re-putting his gun together. "How do you know he's missing."
"Because we know Derek, has much as it pains me to say that, and it wouldn't be the first time." Stiles said knowingly.
"I think Derek's in trouble."
Chris placed the gun down on the table. Derek had turned from his enemy to his friend, even saved him more times than he can count and he owed him. "Okay. We need to find out where he was last."
Scott remembered Peter telling him, "He was out near the old hale house."
Chris grabbed his gun and placed it in the back of his pants. "We'll start there."
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Chris pulled up to the house and parked his car. Scott and Stiles got out of the car and walked up to the house.
Scott closed his eyes and focused on the air around him. Derek's scent was there. It was faint but it still lingered along with two more scents. One was completely different from Derek's and the other. "Derek was here but so was someone else."
Stiles looked off towards the trees. "Who?"
"I don't know."
Chris walked up to them. "Well I'm sure it wasn't a hunter but it could be another werewolf."
Scott let his wolf side come out. The hair grew out on his face and his eyes turned red as he dashed forward in attempt to uncover Derek's whereabouts.
Stiles watched as Scott wolfed lit and took off into the trees, leaving him and Chris to search on their own.
Chris started walking in a different direction with Stiles following behind. He wondered if Chris looked at him and saw the Nogitsune that was responsible for his daughters death. The silence made him think that maybe he did until he spoke, "Scott asked me, how I was doing it. How I was able to keep it together even though Allison was dead."
Stiles held his head down in shame. "It's my fault..."
"Stiles, I was going to shoot you. I would have if the Oni hadn't showed up. I was more worried keeping people safe that I didn't think, I didn't hesitate to in putting down a teenage boy." Chris replied without looking at him.
Stiles did wonder on that, "Why didn't you."
Chris stopped. "Because that's not who I am, and that wasn't who you were. If I had I wouldn't not only be breaking a code but I would be killing an innocent kid. Stiles, everyone put their life on the line to save you an thought there were...casualties, they did. Blaming yourself for something that wasn't in your control wont bring them back nor would make a difference or change the fact that it wasn't you." He replied honestly.
He didn't know what to say so he nodded.
Chris started walking again. "I don't blame you for my daughter." He added in a low voice but Stiles heard it.
They walked farther out and Chris was looking at the ground for any proof that Derek was there and bent down when he noticed the ground was dug up slightly. "Someone was here."
"Derek?"
"Yes but look. By the way the ground is darker here it looks like someone was dragged but it does a little out. Which means they picked the body up."
"So Derek got jumped? Here I thought Derek was as badass as he led on." Stiles smirked.
Scott appeared walking up to them. "The scent doesn't go farther than a few feet."
Stiles asked, "Do you know if there's any underground passage ways besides the one we already know about?"
Chris shook his head. "Afraid not."
Scott's face was back to normal. "Then we'll have to look. Derek's here somewhere."
"We will have to look tomorrow. It'll be night soon." Chris decided.
Scott looked hesitant but agreed. "We'll meet back here around twelve."
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ok so I wanted to point out, I was going to have him remember when Paige died but I'm not sure if they ever really said how she died. They did say that Derek kills her because she was given the bite and her body rejected it so I'm not sure how to write that out so I probably wont! Lol but anyway hope ya enjoyed the chapter!
sorry for ANY misspellings
