Okay not much of a battle, but I tried writing it like 50 times and I couldn't get it right, so here you go.

"Stiles! Stiles! Come on wake up." Derek begged, but he wouldn't wake up. His mate was dying in front of him, and he couldn't stop it. He had tears falling down his face, but he didn't care enough to stop them. "Baby please" Derek sobbed but still nothing. He turned when he felt someone touch his shoulder. It was Scott.

"Let me take him inside, you finish this off. For him." Scott said with sad eyes, Derek nodded, only because if-WHEN Stiles wakes up he would have his ass for it, and he wouldn't know how to deal with that. And then there's the fact that if he didn't take care of pack things before Stiles then Stiles would deny him sex for like a week.

He turned around and saw everyone in shock, there was someone there with a robe, some kind of witch, a very powerful witch. He saw peter crouch in front of Lexi and pinned her down, he turned to look at Derek and said:

"Do you want to torture her or kill her. You know I think I'll enjoy making her beg me to kill her, or you if you want a little play to, I'll enjoy this" Peter growled. Derek looked at Peter and then Lexi, he bent down and whispered:

"I'm gonna have real good fun with you later Lexi, but Peter can play now for a bit." he got up and looked at the two Batas.

"Why do you submit to her? She almost killed my mate so she could become the Alpha female here." He growled. The other two Batas looked terrified, wondering if they'll get the same treatment as Lexi.

"She saved us from our old Alpha pair, we were Batas in their pack but trust me Lexi is nothing compared to them. She shot them with wolf bane bullets then when they were weakened she sliced their throat. And then killed everyone who didn't submit. A lot of us did but they were killed in battle or by hunters. If felt like we owed her a debt but we didn't know she was going to do that to your mate Alpha Hale. I swear." Aaron said.

"What are your names?" Derek asked calmly but his wolf was screaming for him to get to his mate.

"I'm Aaron and this is chad."

"You are to submit to me and when Stiles wake we will see what he wants to do with you. If he doesn't wake, I'll kill you my self." Letting his eyes flash, so they knew he wasn't lying, they tilted their heads back a little so he could see there throats. He then turned to the witch who had just stood there not moving. She had a crest in her robe, two oak trees with a knot around them, which meant she was a natural born witch using the earths elements for her magic. He knew that crest though but he couldn't remember were from. That's when the witch showed her face a Derek gasped and stumbled back, like he'd just been punched in the gut.

"Derek, you're alive and P-Peter he's alive as well. I thought you all d-died. I tried to put it out but they used something that stopped my powers, I went in looking for you and anyone else. B-But P-Peter he was burned I couldn't find a pulse and I couldn't heal him so I ran I thought I lost you all." She sobbed. Derek didn't know what to do, he thought she died in the fire, hell he thought almost everyone did.

"Derek, go to your mate, I'll come if you want me to heal him. I'm so sorry, she said the pack she wanted revenge on weren't Hales, that the pack turned their Alpha against her, and then she said they lived here and I couldn't let them if

they weren't Hales." she explained.

"Please heal my mate." He wanted to sound confident but his voice betrayed him. She nodded and followed Derek inside.

Stiles was lying down on the couch with the nearly the whole pack around him, most of them sobbing, apart from Scott who expression remained blank, no emotion on his face but his eyes tell a different story. Derek knew what he was doing, he was preparing himself for the worse, and he hated it.

The packs eyes were on him but looked behind him to see the witch, it was Scott who spoke first, simply pointing to Stiles and saying: "Fix him." Flatly. Derek didn't like the tone of his voice or how he said it, like Stiles is some sort of toy that's broken and could be fixed. But he didn't say anything because Scott's allowed to act like that right now. Its his way of coping.

She went over to Stiles and put her hands over the claw mark, she could heal wounds and lucky for her it doesn't take much out of her. Everyone watched as the claw mark sealed it self shut, only there was a scar. She stepped back with a gasp and looked at Derek, he stepped forward noting to ask what happened that took her breath away, and took Stiles in his arms gently and took him upstairs. He laid him on the bed and whispered: "I love you." kissed him on the forehead and went back downstairs.

"Everyone this is my aunt Lisa, she's Peters wife and we thought she died in the fire and she thought we died in the fire. I need to get Peter, make her feel welcome." The pack nodded but looked shocked, they've been looking like that a lot lately.

He walked down to the basement, and heard the scream of Lexi and the laugh of Peter, but he didn't care about it he had bigger fish to fry.

"Peter, you need to come up stairs. I-I didn't know until now and-just come please." Derek said softly. Peter was confused but nodded anyway.

"How's Stiles, do you think he'll make it?"

"My mate is strong, he wont leave his pack, if he doesn't make it then we know he fought as best he could." Derek said determined, sadly and proud. He really hoped his mate made it or he doesn't know if he would be able to live.

"He'll make it, he's Stiles. He doesn't know how to die."

"What like you?" Derek teased and Peter laughed. They made it to the living room, when Peter gasped.

"L-Lisa." He breathed tears falling down his face. He tilted his head and let out a fierce roar, that Derek has only heard a few time. A roar of finding your mate.

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