I hope you all enjoy! Unfortunately this might be my last chapter for this month until nanowrimo is over! If I can squeeze in a chapter in between I might but it may not happen. :(

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf.


"Mom I'm studying by Mason!" Liam yelled as he dashed out the front door later that night.

"I'm just hanging out by Mason," Theo called out a breath later as he too ran out the house. They both dived into the truck and Theo hit the gas.

"Phew," Liam said as he sank back into the seat. His mother would not have believed that he was going to be studying at all if she'd seen how he was dressed.

"Got your fake ID?" Theo asked.

"Yep," said Liam, patting his pocket.

"Got enough money to get in?"

"Yes," said Liam, switching on the GPS to get the directions to the club. "We're at The Ebon Floor."

"I know which club we're going to Liam," Theo said.

"Right," said Liam.


Soon they were pulling up at The Ebon Floor. They parked and went to the doors. There was a breathless moment as Liam's ID was checked but it had been made by Stiles so it held up. Then they were inside.

Both of them checked when they entered.

"What the shit?" said Theo.

"I guess we know why it's called The Ebon Floor," said Liam staring at the utter darkness inside the club.

"Wow," said Melissa as she looked around Risque-y, "I have not been in a club in a while."

Chris gave her a little smile and admitted. "Neither have I. This is a little too…"

"Young?" Melissa suggested, eyebrows raised.

Chris was too smart for that. "Wild," he said. "A little too wild for my taste."

"It does have an appeal," Melissa said.

"I'm not too fond of the music," said Argent. "It's too loud in here for me to hear anything."

"I don't' think anyone over the age of forty is fond of lund this is," said Melissa. "But the beat does get your blood racing. So what are we doing? How do we find this thing?"

"My guess is, once he's found who he's looking for he's going to be very focused on her. He'll be almost predatory," Chris told her.

"Most of the people here are a little predatory," said Melissa glancing at a young man who was eyeing her.

"He'll also be over six feet and speaks with an accent. Maybe he'll even have russian features."

"Right!" Melissa yelled over the music. "So do we just stand around and look like weirdos or…?"

"Let's get some drinks from the bar and find a good vantage point!" Chris yelled back. He held out his hand and Melissa smiled, took it and let him lead her to the bar.


"I did not know this place even existed," said Farell as he and Parrish threaded their way through the crowd at Sinema.

"It's a little low key," Parrish said. They settled at the bar and ordered drinks.

"So what do we do if we see this guy?" Farrell asked.

"Distract him and get him out the club if possible. We pull badges if necessary."

"If he decides to fight?"

"Pull the fire alarm," Parrish told him. "And get everybody out."

"We aren't going to see everyone from here," said Farell.

"I know," said Parrish. "We have to take turns to mingle while one of us stays on the outside."

"Who's going first?"

"You are," said Parrish. Farell grinned and slipped into the crowd.


"Alright," said Corey as he and Mason rematerialized inside the private residence where the party was being held. "I have to run. I'm cutting it close."

"Okay. You have your crossbow?"

Corey nodded. "You have your batons?"

Mason patted his jacket. "Yep. And some stuff Deaton helped me cook up."

"Cool," said Corey glancing at his watch. "I have to go now."

"Go," said Mason. "We can't afford for anybody to be out of place."

"I know," said Corey. "I don't ever want to see another dead baby."

Mason grimaced. "Me either." Corey ran down the hall, fading into nothingness. A few minutes later, his car started as he drove over the next party.


Okay to say that the club was pitch black was an exaggeration. There were lights, strips of neon that ran around the baseboard and rimmed tables. The dance floor was a throbbing sea of glowbands and dull neon strips set into the roof of the club slowly melted from one color to another.

Liam blinked feeling overwhelmed. It felt like the club was a living breathing creature that had swallowed them while, the darkness fusing everyone inside into one noise wasn't excessively loud like most clubs he'd been to. Oh it was loud enough but not so loud as to lure you out of it's embrace. The bass thrummed beneath his feet like a heartbeat, one that was racing with the pleasure, the thrill, of the approaching kill.

"You okay?" Theo asked and Liam realised he had frozen in place.

He shook his head a little to clear it and said, "Yeah."

"Well we have to move," said Theo.

Liam nodded and they started their way through the club, slowly mapping the place as they went. Liam pulled out his phone and shot off a quick message to the group.


Liam to EVERYONE in BH: We're in position.

CB: In position.

MH: In position.

MM: We are too.

JP: In position.

SS: Be careful and call for backup if you need it. Keep me updated.


"Everyone in position?" Theo asked.

"Yup," said Liam. He looked around. "Spilliting up?"

"Splitting up," Theo agreed. "We'll meet back at the bar." Liam nodded and the two of them moved to opposite side of the club, prowling carefully as they searched for the reptilian scent and listened for a russian accent.


Sheriff Stilinski sat at his desk as he worked on the two sets of murders he had on his hands. It was three hours since the pack had started their vigil and so far there was nothing of note save that Mason apparently had ended up in the world's most boring party.

('They're playing bridge!' the teenager had texted. 'Who plays bridge?')

He was just about to take a break when one of this deputies came in.

"Sheriff," he said. "There's a young woman here. She says she'll only talk to you."

He frowned and then nodded. "Sure, let her in."

He lifted an eyebrow when she same in. She was young, early twenties, dressed in a long fur coat but her face was made up delicately and aimed to seduce. She looked nervous and he knew why. Prostitution was against the law and she was worried she might have made a mistake in coming here.

"Can I help you?" he asked gently.

She swallowed and her hands twisted in her coat but she lifted her chin after a moment. "I, maybe I can help you?"

"And how's that?"

"You uh, there were two deputies earlier? They were asking questions, about a man? A russian guy?"

"Yes that's correct. Did you see him?"

"I might have," she said. "I'm, I'm not really sure."

"Okay, that's okay. Why do you sit and tell me what you know?"

The girl looked at the chair nervously as if it were a trap and slowly walked over to it. After a moment of deliberation she sat gingerly.

"Alright, so when did you meet this guy?"

"I didn't really meet him. He was talking to...some friends of mine. I was walking over to meet them and I saw him."

"What makes you think he was russian?"

"Well he had that sort of look? The features? That's what made him stand out to me and then as I got closer I could hear him better. He had an accent. Definitely european and my first thought was that it was russian."

"Did you get a good look at his face?"

"I.. not really. I mean I saw him but he turned and went past me so fast you know."

"But you did see him?"

"Yes," she said decisively.

"Okay Ms…?"

"Rena," she said.

"Okay Ms. Rena would you be willing to work with a sketch artist for us?"

"Um," she swallowed. "Okay."

"Thank you. Now when was this?"

"About a week ago? I heard some of the girls say that he'd been around before, like a few days before I saw him. He talked to um, a lot of my friends."

"Is he the only guy with an accent recently?"

"Un-american? Yeah," said Rena decisively.

"Okay, thank you. I'm gonna get the sketch artist for you now okay?"

"Okay," said Rena.


While he was waiting for Rena and the sketch artist the Sheriff's phone rang.

"Stilinski," the voice on the end said.

"Agent McCall," he greeted.

"I went looking for that info you asked me to find," said Agent McCall.

"Did you get anything?"

"About your stomach bursting woman killer? No. I didn't get any recent files on those. The most that came up was a newspaper clipping from 100 years ago, detailing something similar but no pictures, nothing. Your other case, I did get some hits actually. About four years aback, there were a series of killings, with people whose livers were taken. Four victims actually. The killer then stopped abruptly and left. There was a case previous to that one, two years before, same thing but only two victims. But the killer crossed state lines and I don't think anyone realised that there were two similar cases, let alone that they were related. If you hadn't asked me, I wouldn't have known."

"Can you get me those case files?" The sheriff asked.

"I can get you the important bits," said Agent McCall, "but I'll need a day or two."

"Get me it as soon as you can," said the Sheriff.

"Will do," said Agent McCall and hung up.


Half and hour later, Melissa's phone beeped. She opened the message to find a picture.

"We got a sketch of the guy," she told Chris. Argent pulled out his phone and inspected the picture and then nodded.


"We got a sketch," Theo told Liam. "Looks like your idea paid off."

"Yeah," said Liam. 'This will…"

"What is it?" Theo asked him as he broke off.

Liam jerked his head to a guy just ahead of him. "He looks an awful lot like the sketch."

Theo turned to look and found a guy leaning against the bar, talking to a blushing girl. His eyes narrowed he tilted his head and focused his hearing.

"That's a russian accent," he murmured.

"Yes it is," Liam agreed and there was rage in his voice.

"Sheriff," said Liam into his phone, "You should send back up."

He glanced at Theo whose eyes flashed and then they were both muscling their way through the crowd.


"Parrish, get to The Ebon Floor now!" said the Sheriff. "Liam and Theo found him."

"On it," said Parrish. He nodded to Farell who was on the other side of the room and they both bolted for the door.


As they got closer, Liam could smell the reptilian scent curling through the human body and Theo instinctively spit up, moving to flank the couple and trap the yuxa between them. They had almost reached the pair when the yuxa, apparently sensing something looked up. It was too late though, Liam darted forward and grabbed a handful of it's t-shirt and slammed him back onto the bar.

"What the hell Liam?" a girl's voice yelled out even as delicate hands tugged at his arm.

Startled Liam looked across to find that the girl was one of his schoolmates, a senior like him.

"Stacy-ann?" he said. He got slapped in the mouth for his trouble.

"Shit!" he hissed and then he was pushed forcefully back by the yuxa.

"Come on darling," the yuxa drawled to Stacy-ann, "Why don't we get out of here?"

"Yeah," she said, still staring at Liam like he was the world's biggest jerk. She took the yuxa's hand and the action spurred him into motion.

"No!" he snapped and yanked their hands apart.

"Liam!" shrieked Stacy-ann. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"You're not supposed to be here," Liam said in panic.

"You're not supposed to be here, you jerk! You're younger than I am! And you have literally no say in my life."

"Look," said Liam desperately. "He's not.. a good guy."

"The only bad guy I see here," said Stacy-ann, "is you. Freak." She reached to take the yuxa's hand again but Liam interspaced himself between them.

The yuxa spoke before Liam got punched in the face. "Look darling, let's not get you in trouble yeah? I'll see you later."

Liam turned to see him and the yuxa smiled at him, blew a kiss to Stacy-ann and walked off. Liam made to follow him but someone yanked on his arm hard enough to spin him around and then Stacy-ann broke his nose.


While Liam was being defeated by his classmate Theo was trailing the yuxa through the crowd.

It threaded its way through the club and exited through a side door, obviously heading for the parking lot.

Theo let the door bang shut after him. The yuxa stopped.

"So," he said, accent heavy on each word. "There's two of you."

"He can count," Theo said, flicking out his claws.

The yuxa laughed. "Those aren't going to work on me werewolf."

"Good thing I'm not a werewolf then," Theo said and attacked.


Liam opened the door in time to get hit with a flying chimera.

"Okay this is the first time I wished I got something other than werewolf and coyote," Theo groaned as he pushed himself upright. Liam pushed him of himself and rolled to his feet, eyes flashing and claws out.

The yuxa roared at him and Liam countered with a roar of his own.

"You can't stop me!" the yuxa roared.

Liam didn't deign that with a response launching forward and swiping at the yuxa. The yuxa dodged the first blow but Liam changed level in his next strike slashing behind his knee. His claws didn't get through, clanging against silver scales that were rippling over the yuxa's body but the force of the blow still caused his knee to buckle.

The yuxa dropped to one knee and Theo spun and kicked him the face, knocking him to the ground. But the yuxa was tough. He rolled crashing into Theo and taking him off his feet and coming to his.

His eyes flared green, long claws sprouted from his fingers and he swiped at Liam. Liam jumped back and that move gave the yuxa time for him to complete his transformation.

His blonde hair became a shaggy mane, face morphing into a lion's head while the rest of his body slimmed into that of a snake. Theo, who was crouched on the ground had to dart back as the yuxa's tail-stinger arced down at him.

Together they both backed away from the yuxa as they tried to figure out how to attack it. The yuxa sensing their vulnerability darted forward, lighting fast, the head snapped at Liam while the tail sought to curl around Theo. Liam dodged and scored his claws down the lion head. Theo backed away, twisting and jumping to evade the flexible tail. The stinger went for his head and he grabbed it to stop himself from being impaled in the face. The yuxa took the opportunity to yank its tail towards itself and wrapped Theo securely in its not so gentle embrace.

Liam found himself watching scene from anaconda. He darted forward ducking under the yuxa's head, evading it's arms and slashed at its underbelly in the hope that it would be softer. No such luck there.

He rolled to his feet and lunged back at the creature who twisted sinuously to avoid it. Theo who had one arm free, was busily working on doing something while he was being crushed to death. Liam knew he had to get him out of there or he'd die. He bounced off a nearby dumpster, flipped and landed on the back of the yuxa. The whole creature rippled trying to tear him off but Liam grabbed a handful of the yuxa's mane and scrabbled at it's face, trying to reach an eye. The scales here were softer and they gave under Liam's claws but he didn't actually break skin. The yuxa reached back and ripped open long tears in his back but he kept at it though, until the yuxa was forced to drop to the ground and roll. Liam held on for the first few rolls but eventually the yuxa literally whip-lashed itself hard on the ground and Liam found himself being thrown into the air.

He landed hard, broke his forearm and cracked a rib. He snapped back his arm and then the yuxa screamed and twisted to see where it had Theo wrapped up. Something silver gleamed on the floor and Liam realised that the chimera had ripped a scale off of the yuxa and was now digging his claws into the the sensitive flesh of the yuxa.

Liam took advantage of the distraction to leap at the yuxa again. It turned out to be a good move because he was pretty sure he prevented Theo's head from being bitten off. The yuxa whipped its head and tossed Liam again and this time it face him, inhaled and let out a burst of flame.

Shit!

Liam dived to the side and the yuxa shot another flame at him. He ran, bounced off the chain link fence separating the club from it's parking lot and made lunge at the yuxa. He got hit with a stream of fire to the chest and crashed into the fence hard.

Before he could recover, gunshots sounded and he looked up blearily to see Farrell, wide eyed but gun hand steady. A second later Parrish impacted withe yuxa. It breathed fire on him and Parrish just went through the gout of flame, triggering his own fire. His claws scored through the yuxa's scales and it roared and spasmed, flicking Theo at poor Farell and using its stinger at Parrish. Parrish dodged the stinger and attacked furiously, but the yuxa whipped its tail underneath his feet and then picked him up and tossed him hard against the wall of the club.

The hellhound was on his feet in a second but the yuxa was already making a break for it, whipping it's tail and landing a bone breaking blow on Liam as it rushed past him.

Parrish darted after it, but the yuxa evaded him, ducked around a car and then, with a quick twist of it's powerful body, heaved a really expensive mercedes at the deputy.

By the time Liam had hobbled to his feet, hand on his healing shoulder and collarbone, the yuxa was gone.


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