Theo blinks once and she is gone. That amuses him. She is on the run and deciding what side she is on. He's curious about how her whole adventure is going to end. One thing is for sure: things cannot be forgiven and forgotten and cannot go back. Either she joins the bad side and fights with it forever or ends up an Omega, thing that might have already happened, and die, probably, in the middle of the battle. The big fight will come together with the supermoon. The perigee-syzygy or whatever people want to call it is going to bring the game to a whole new level. The Doctors have many things planned for this event and it looks like the pack do not care much about it. It is their chance to die. But they can also live. It depends on whether they still trust each other. Scott seems to have lost his True Alpha mojo and confidence and Stiles is split between his secret and the pack. One way or another, they better stick together.

Before putting his shirt on, Theo slashes around his torso, nails turned into claws. He bites his lip and doesn't let the wound hurt. It is nothing compared to other things. Finally, he puts his shirt on and rushes out. The first person he sees is Malia. "Hale is gone. Soon, they go with Scott and Stiles to search for her around Beacon Hills, but it is obviously useless. She vanished in thin air and won't make appearence until she wants to. That has always been a talent of hers.


"I need more time," the Beta says as he enters their hide-out.

But they are not listening. The Surgeon and the Geneticist are injecting one another with some syringes that contain some weird liquids. They show off their rotten skin, almost every inch of it sewed back after who-knows-what surgery-thing. As it seems, not only Stanley Kubrick's movies, but also Frankestein's monster himself inspired these guys.

"Do you hear me? I said I need more time," Theo repeats, visibly annoyed. He works with the Doctors and has their trust, but obviously does not know that he better not command. They do that. The Dread Doctors are worse than anything he can imagine and, only because they find his allegiance precious he is not on a stretcher too.

The Surgeon answers simply. "Perigee-syzygy."

"The Supermoon."

Turning to the young werewolf, the Doctors adds: "We will know at the perigee-syzygy."

Theo takes a step forward. "What about Hayden and Liz?" Hayden actually means nothing to him, right now. He is only doing this because Elizabeth asked. Theo knows she did that out of her undue love for the dwarfie-wolf, who would die broken-hearted after Hayden's death and Elizabeth's betrayal. Something itches in the back of his head thinking about her still caring for him.

"Failures" is the answer that comes immediately, the answer that confirms it all.

"No. Not to me."

The Doctor sighs. He is obviously annoyed and bored by such a discussion. "Failure compromises the experiment pool."

"I kept Scott out of your way. I did everything you wanted me to do. Now, I want Elizabeth alive. Hayden too. You promised me a pack," he continues, but seemingly uselessly. The Doctors have decided what their next move is, getting their hand on Hayden too, and not even Theo would make them change their minds.

"We did not promise you anything."

"I need them alive." Theo loses his temper, screaming his words at them. Slowly, easily, he realizes he, in fact, barely means anything to them. They have him do some things, letting him hope for a pack and for some place where he could belong truthfully, hopes that will never be answered.

They all turn to him. The Beta steps back, visibly frightened by their sudden change of mood. They could attack and kill him in less than a blink of an eye. The Surgeon comes closer, removing a spike from the back of the dead body of a boy, and approaches Theo. "Only until the perigee-syzygy." Theo looks perplexed as The Surgeon disappears in the shadows, barely realizing that he has won Hayden another day. Elizabeth would anyway survive; that is who she is. He hoped for more, but many things can happen in a day. And if things work right, it is not going to be just a day.


"They got Corey today too," he says. Her only answer is a sigh, being sad and disappointed and a bit afraid. Of course, the Doctors do not scare her, not anymore at least, more than the idea of having her friends hurt or even killed. Her friends... That is almost cute, how she is still thinking of them as friends. They are thinking of her as an enemy. It is crushing her heart, but it is real and the truth and cannot be denied. And it's a fun supernatural soap-opera to watch. "They gave Hayden time until the supermoon."

"This only means a day. After that, Hayden is dead, rest of the chimeras will be dead. I will be dead too. Among us, Hayden is the only one that can be saved. One way or another, we need to fight. I do not know about you, but I am going to protect them all," she tells him, her fists clenched and ready. She is physically, mentally, emotionally and completely ready for anything and everything.

Theo raises an eyebrow. "Are you willing to die for all those people that right now hate you?"

Elizabeth nods. "It does not matter what they feel. What I feel is important when I make choices. And I have already said a dozen times, I would die for them, just like I would die for the town, just like I would die for you too, Theo."

He shakes his head. "I wouldn't. I wouldn't die for someone like me. If it's ever the case, try not to die for me or someone like me. I am not worth it. You are more than just an ant, you know, the whole unstoppable queen thing from earlier."

"No. When they got me, they changed me into a cheap knockoff. All chimeras are cheap knockoffs of actual species of things. Hayden is such a thing too. I do not think we were even made to live much. I just do not know what their goal was when we were created. We only fail." Then it hits her. "I don't think we were ever created to succeed. This whole failed chimeras chapter is a mirage, a bait, something Scott and everybody would take care of and miss another thing, the big bad climax. The fact that they have not hunted any of us down means they are not interested in that. We are no important pieces of the game. It's only about them. They are working... out," she tries to explain. "They want to get better at whatever their doing, for some reason. They need to be perfect before something else hits.."

Theo lowers his head, processing the information. Her theory has holes and barely makes sense, but it is the only thing she has. And after all, what really makes sense in this world? He thinks a bit and decides what his next move is. "What should be done? What should we do? What about Scott and the pack?"

"It depends. Do you still want a pack? You only have me right now. Your own pack? Take Scott's and I'm out." Elizabeth, at first, gives him a serious look, stepping forward. She pats his shoulder, the corners of her mouth raise up and form some kind of smile. The expression on her face changes from seriousness to warmth. "Remember our metaphors-game about chess. You can be a black pawn or a white bishop. The queen and the bishop take down the enemy king most frequently."

He grins. "You realize that your tries on getting me help all of you will not really do much. I have made a deal with the devil and I am supposed to keep going. The same is for you too, right? They set your brain that whenever you are at less than 5 meters from Scott, attack and kill him. You can't stop, not even if you want, right?"

She shakes her head. "Not kill him. They want me to bring him to them. It seems a full-blooded Hale is not good enough. They want a True Alpha to play with. They used me too much and I broke. I thought they enhaced everything I can do with their surgeries, but, on the contrary, I am getting slower, weaking."

Theo widens his eyes in disbelief. "What? Their surgeries were meant to create the superwolf, one they can use as a watchdog, especially during the supermoon. That is also why they do not hunt you down like the rest of the failed chimeras."

Elizabeth only sighs. "You asked me what should be done. I know what I will do. I plan on dying heroically. Please promise me something, Theo. Promise me that, when it is all over, you tell them I never betrayed them.

"Why don't you tell them yourself? When this is over, they will not trust me anymore, of course, if any of them are still alive."

She smiles timidly. "They will live. I feel it. And you are right, they won't trust you anymore. I better write them a letter. And say it all. See you later, at the perigee-syzygy" She puts one hand at her temple and grimaces, as a round of intense pain hits her. He nods and turns around on his calves and leaves. She is left looking at Theo, vanishing swallowed by the shadows, and with severe headaches. The surgeries and the supermoon, among other things, give her unbearable pains. But it will all end soon.


It breaks her heart seeing that scene. The rain makes it even more dramatic and also make her hair curl up and look bad. But back to the couple break-up she is looking, it makes her sick. Elizabeth knows Theo had a hand in it. He must have told Scott something, but not the truth. She'll have to talk with him about that. But he, after all, is going along with his plans. "Say you believe me," Stiles repeats like three times. However what he reads in Scott's eyes is the opposite: disbeliefs. And that hurts him a lot, right behind the stern bone, behind the ribs, but in front of the left lung, right in that heart-shaped thing in his chest.

"We can't kill people. Do you believe that?" Scott asks him.

The Stilinski boy has not idea where Scott knows the whole story from and can only guess that Theo spilled something. No matter how much he would want to tell about Josh too, he does not. He only lowers his head trying to find an answer. When Stiles realizes he can't, he replies Scott: "What do I do about this? What do you want me to do? Scott, just tell me how to fix this, alright? Please just tell me what do you want me to do?"

Scott only tells him to go and talk to his dad and turns around to enter the clinic. Stiles is left looking at his best-friend, who has just turned his back to him. Perfect freakin' thing. He goes back to his Jeep, starts the engine and leaves, his eyes teary. He hasn't cried in a long time.

After the Jeep disappears from sight, Elizabeth steps on the wet pavement, her shoes barely not slipping. Her presence is easily noticed by the True Alpha who comes out, fast and angrier than she has ever seen him before. "What the hell do you want, Liz? You run away, we get you, you run away."

She smiles. "Stiles is not guilty, as you all think."

Scott only sighs. "Why would we even believe you? I do not even know what side are you on. Maybe you don't either. But if you've really left Liam and all of us behind, then stick to where you belong now, for God's sake." He wants to continue, but after one blink, she is gone from sight. He would be talking to nobody beside the rain. And he is not that crazy to talk to the rain. What he does not know is that Elizabeth has already chosen. Theo too. And the perigee-syzygy, the supermoon, is so freaking close. And death is in the air. But first... let Elizabeth write a letter. She better do that fast.


'Dear ... , this is Elizabeth Hale. I am sorry 'cause this letter might be a little weird, but I had to put it all down and just make things clear for whoever ends up finding this, just in case I die. Tomorrow is the supermoon, the perigee-syzygy, and also the big bad battle between the Dread Doctors and the pack.

After everything that has happened, I belong to no side. I am trusted by neither sides, but I have my faith in some people. Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin, Malia Hale, Kira Yukimura, Liam Dunbar and Theo Raeken will all survive this. I can feel it. I am no saint, no sinner, no Banshee to predict death, but I feel that its scythe won't touch them. People can die in the blink of an eye, in less than a second, heartbeat zero, heart not moving, brain dying, lungs blocking. So many ways to die and, yet, everything ends with cardiac and/or respiratory arrest. But they won't.

I need to tell everybody a few things, step by step. The first thing on the list would be the real story, everything since that girl, Tracy Stewart, the Kanima-Werewolf chimera, attacked Mrs. Martin and Sheriff Stilinski at the Department. What I told Liam, Stiles and Scott was completely true; the Doctors took me and performed different kinds of surgeries on me, scarring my body permanently and developing a mental torture technique which I still cannot fight with. I do not want to get this part of the story very detailed because it is disgusting and I particularly dislike it.

During my time in their hide-out, I have seen Donovan, who they have turned into a Wendigo chimera, Zach, a winged chimera, among others. They all were simple teenagers who could have had a bright future right ahead of them. But they were genetic chimeras, having had a transplant of some kind. In Tracy's case, it was some skin. In Hayden Romero's, a kidney. In mine, skin and blood and some organs. My body must have been some kind of creepy paradise to the sick minds of the Doctors. Two years ago I had a big surgery. I jumped between Scott and an oni that wanted to kill him. It got me. Most of what is in there, in the lower part of the abdomen, had to be taken out. Another disgusting chapter of my life...

After they finished their experiments on me, surgeries that were supposed to enhance my abilities and turn me into a superwolf, their own watchdog, they let me return, at first to spy on my friends. Later, they did something to me that made me lose control of my body whenever I was too close to Scott. They did not want him or anything like that, like we all thought they would. At least from what I could figure out, I think they have never wanted to kill any supernatural being. Their experiments are meant to turn humans into something special through unnatural ways.

Overall, I never willingly betrayed any of my friends. As I said countless times, I would die for each of them. If I had seven lives, I would give each one of them to Scott and Stiles and Liam and Theo and everybody else.

Scott, the True Alpha. To be honest, at first I was a bit annoyed that a random kid like you got bitten. Later we would form a pack. I also was a bit jealous when you were revealed to be a True Alpha. But in the end, being your Beta was an honor. I apologize for having disappointed you. Stiles, the Genius. Simple, innocent, skinny, inoffensive, smart, human. I hope you are happy that I am taking the secret of your name to my grave. Thanks for all the sarcastic jokes. They helped. And by the way, don't give up on Lydia. Derek and Cora and, even Uncle Peter. I miss you all already. Though we all had burns and scars, you were my definition of a family. Malia, a werecoyote cousin. You were a lone weregirl searching for a family and I knew how bad it was to be all alone. Lydia, the Banshee. Thank you for everything. Truly. Mamma McCall, Sheriff, thanks for being some kind of parent figures. You give the best advices life-related. We all would have been dead for a long while already if you hadn't been with us. Allison, I miss you still. We still do. But you are with us. I will be coming to you soon and together we will take care of them. That sounds good. Mason, you better take care of Baby-Wolf or I will haunt you. You have always said about me that I can be both cute and creepy at the same time. Do not give me the chance to show it! Kira, where are you now? They won't tell me. But it does not matter. I know you are safe. Deputy Parrish, I have my theories, but nobody would listen. Just be sure you don't kill anybody. Thanks for protecting us until now.

God...

Baby-wolf, Liam Dunbar, Beta. For God's sake. I might not sound very coherent in this paragraph. All I want to say is 'Thank you!". Millions of times. Thank you for giving me the chance to figure out who I am. Thank you for giving me the chance to figure out what love is. Loving you saved me on so many levels. Thank you for saving me. I do not seek your forgiveness, but I need to say that I never wanted to hurt you. I did not want to say it when you asked because I was afraid you would not give up on me and get hurt even more. We will go separate ways, in spite of all that we might feel or... still feel. I want to protect you from up there. That is why when I am asked whether I believe in oblivion or not, I answer no. If there is nothing after live, how am I going to take care of my friends from heavens? Oblivion is impossible to me. Baby-wolf, I am sorry. Thank you. I will always love you, one way or another.

Finally, Theo. I know I promised you that I would keep your secret, but when anybody reads this, it will all have already been revealed. This will hurt Baby-Wolf much, but I want to be just as honest as I can be. So, Theo... when the Doctors first got me and I first saw you there, I thought you were a freaking bastard. I really wanted to rip your throat off with my teeth. I don't know what brought the two of us on that stretcher, but it ended up as something I hated about myself then and now am happy with. Sometime later, you carved five more scars on my already damaged body. It's okay. I deserved them. My way of saying that I would die for you too can also mean something else. Because of all the differences and of the sides we are on, I am not sure I will ever be able to say it out loud. Somehow, though, I think you already know. You must have figured it out. I did when us happened for the second time.

In the end, I'm sorry, thank you and I love you.

To all.