Chapter 10

Scott POV –

Using the confusion of Derek's appearance to his advantage, Scott leapt forward towards the nearest hunter and shoved his head into a nearby column. The move broke the hunters from their stupor and they began firing at the two werewolves, forcing him to vault over some nearby crates to avoid the gunfire. The sound of a scuffle next to him caught his attention, as a hunter was thrown overhead, before he was joined by the older Beta.

"You decided to show up," said Scott in a half-baked attempt to add some levity to the situation.

"What, and miss the opportunity to beat a couple of hunters? Wouldn't miss it."

The pair briefly put a hand on each other's shoulders, but the overhead gunfire kept the from enjoying the reunion any further.

"Where are the others? Why aren't you with them?"

"They're helping the rest of the pack, and there was no way that I was going to let you face Gerard on your own."

Scott wanted to argue the point but before he could, the clawed arm of a Berserker burst through the box to his immediate right. With part of their cover destroyed, the pair of them started to move, Scott moving towards the hunters, while Derek took on the Berserker.

He was able to move at a speed that made it hard for the hunters get a good shot on him, making taking them all out easy. The first one, he leapt towards and brought his first down on his head, knocking him out. He heard another try to come up behind him, but easily dodged it and threw him into a wall. The rest of the hunters fell shortly after that, leaving just Gerard and the Berserker.

Glancing around the building, he saw Gerard trying to make a run for it. Using his increased speed, he managed to cut the old hunter off and attempted to knock him out as well. He should've realized that Gerard wouldn't fight empty handed, because by the time Scott saw the flash arrow in his hands, it was too late, and he was blinded momentarily. Before his senses could come back, he heard the shtick of a blade being pulled out but was unable to dodge the slice in time, sending him to one knee.

He heard a heavy metal door shutting and locking, along with the continued sounds of Derek's fight with the Berserker. As soon as he had his senses back, he ran towards the door and tried to force it open, When Derek was suddenly thrown into the wall next to him, breaking his concentration. Realizing that they needed to take down the Berserker before they could go after Gerard, he turned around and dropped into a stance as Derek righted himself, standing ready as the creature charged towards them.

Liam POV –

Liam stood poised, ready for the moment that either the Berserkers charged or when the hunters opened fire, letting his anger out a little bit, in hopes that the extra power would be enough to make sure he survived. While he remained focused on Kate and the hunters to the front, Theo kept his eyes on the Berserkers, he too having shifted, ready for combat.

"Looks like you two are all alone and outmatched. Maybe Scott should've sent someone else."

"Don't worry, he did," came a voice from up in the rafters. All the hunters immediately trained their guns up to the ceiling, seemingly forgetting about Theo and Liam. A figure dropped down from the ceiling, knocking over the two Berserkers, before charging the hunters. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, Liam sprung forward and began attacking the hunters as well, Theo right behind him.

Filtering out the other two combatants, Liam focused on taking on as many of the hunters in front of him as possible, the trio quickly dispatching most of them in seconds. He ducked as one tried to bash him with the butt of their gun, upper-cutting them and sending them flying.

Now all that was left was Kate, her clawed hand still at Chris' throat, a threat if they decided to make any sudden moves.

"It's over Kate," said the new werewolf, "let Argent go, before we make you."

Kate looked at him curiously for a moment, before a small smile of recognition grew on her face.

"Jackson Whittemore? I never thought I'd see you again handsome."

"Well, I can't say I'm as excited to see your crazy ass again," came Jackson's sarcastic reply. Liam had heard about Jackson from Scott, but had yet to meet him. A battle seemed as good a place as any for introductions.

A roar from behind them meant that the Berserkers were back in play, the pair of them appearing next to Kate. The trio charged forward, Liam going for Kate while the other two went after the other two creatures. One of the Berserkers noticed Liam approaching Kate and attempted to head him off, but was intercepted by Theo as Liam ducked around it, and managed to tackle Kate to the ground.

He quickly climbed on top of her and began raining blows down on her, as Chris managed to right himself and get to his feet.

"Go get out of here!"

The hunter watched, debating whether to help or not, before ultimately deciding that without his weapons he was of no help. As he started to run away, Liam was knocked into a wall by a Berserker, freeing Kate up to run after her brother, leaving Liam to fight the monster, unable to follow.

"She's getting away!" The other two looked over from their battle with the other Berserker.

"I go it," yelled Theo as he kicked away his opponent and took off after the were-jaguar, leaving Liam and Jackson to fight the Berserkers.

"We need to stop these things and help Theo."

Jackson appeared contemplative, for a moment, before letting out a great sigh.

"Alright, I really didn't want to do this but…"

He closed his eyes briefly, his features returning relatively normal, before he opened them again, to reveal his reptilian eyes. Liam recoiled slightly when Jackson also sprouted a tail, but he quickly collected himself, remembering what Scott had told him once about Jackson being the Kanima.

Sprinting forward, Liam ducked under a swing by one of the Berserkers, and immediately began clawing away at the armored side of the monster, hitting every piece of unprotected flesh he could find. Somehow, he managed to stay one step ahead of it, bobbing and weaving away from all its strikes while dealing his own. He wasn't sure if he could beat it this way, but he could at least slow it down.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jackson battling his own opponent, though he appeared to be having a much easier time than Liam was, despite his being slower. The added weapon that was his tail, was enough to keep the Berserker off balance, until he finally managed to imbed his claws into the Berserker's abdomen. It knocked Jackson away, but the damage had been done. Just as it attempted to step towards him, it lost control of its limbs, falling to the ground because of Jackson's paralytic toxins.

With one down, Jackson ran over to assist Liam, the combined strength of them both managing to beat the Berserker back, until the sounds of a roar and someone yelling from elsewhere, caught their attention. Worry struck Liam like a lightning bolt, compelling him to fight harder until he managed to stun the monster and grab ahold of it from behind, allowing Jackson to cut through its bone armor with his tail, paralyzing it just like the other one.

They both took one second to compose themselves, before sprinting off towards the sounds of a fight, hoping that they weren't too late.

Lydia POV –

Lydia felt helpless as her and Mason watched the other three supernaturals fighting off the group of Berserkers, while also trying to avoid the random smatterings of gunfire that coming from around the station. It appeared s though the hunters were trying to avoid killing any normal people within the station, and were only firing intermittently instead of unloading on the building.

Out of all the fighters, Parrish was having the most luck, seemingly able to go toe to toe with two of them, but even with his powers as a Hellhound, he was slowly losing ground against them. Brett and Lori were both fighting the other two, while Corey did the best he could to try and help Parrish. As all this was going on, the Sheriff stuck close to her and Mason, trying to help by firing at their adversaries whenever he could.

All in all, things weren't looking too good for them.

One of the Berserkers managed to pin Parrish to the wall, leaving the other one able to stalk towards them. The three non-werewolves tried to hastily back into the office, but it was much faster than them. Stilinski tried to buy them some time by bolting the door behind them, but it was no match for the creature's oppressive form. It was almost within striking distance of them, when it started thrashing around, grasping towards it's back.

At that moment, Corey materialized, having jumped on the Berserker's back, trying to distract it.

"Run!"

Mason seemed hesitant to comply, but Lydia managed to pull him along as they fled from the room. Lydia glanced back in time to see the Corey get thrown into one the adjacent walls hard enough to send him through it. They tried to find somewhere else to hide, but the battered bodies of Brett and Lori were thrown at their feet, their respective Berserkers approaching them. They both were okay, but it seemed unlikely that they'd be able to continue fighting.

Lydia readied herself to try and scream her way out of this situation, but another roar sounded behind her before she could. Whipping around, she saw someone jump towards the Berserkers and managed to knock them both back several feet. The figure turned around, revealing himself to be Deucalion.

"I heard you needed some help."

As he said this, the two Berserkers got back up and were joined by the other two.

"Don't worry I brought some of my own."

"Everybody down!"

Instinctively, Lydia ducked behind one of the desks, making sure to bring both the Sheriff and Mason with her, as the sound of heavy gunfire rang out in the station. Looking in the direction of it was coming from, Lydia saw who their two allies were. Braeden and even more surprisingly, Stiles, both wielding shotguns, were providing enough firepower to send the Berserkers back.

At this point, the tide turned against the Berserkers, Deucalion using his superior strength to snap one of their necks, while Parrish grabbed ahold of one of them and ignited it on fire. With only two left, Lydia stood from her hiding spot, letting out a scream that was so powerful, that it caused the remaining to Berserkers to explode into dust.

With Berserkers all taken care of, the hunters outside the building increased the number of bullets they were shooting in the building, forcing everyone inside to duck and find cover. Lydia knew that they needed to get out of there before the building collapsed on top of them, but she didn't know how. Deucalion seemed to be having the same thought, but he had a solution to their problem.

"Deputy! We need to you to scare them off!"

Parrish looked as though he didn't really understand, but trusted the Hell hound side of him, as he stood up and headed towards the front door. All the gunfire was then directed at him, but the bullets seemed to have no effect on him. Once outside, more flames sprouted from his body, sending out a heat wave forward powerful enough to push their vehicles back several feet and injure a few of the hunter. The display did the trick, the remaining hunters scrambled to their cars and took off as fast as they could.

Once Parrish was back inside, he collapsed back against the wall, exhausted, as everyone else stood up and began to take stock of the situation. For several moments the atmosphere was a little tense, until Stiles decided to break through it.

"I go away for a few weeks and everything goes to hell?"

Malia POV –

Malia accepted the hand of her savior, albeit hesitantly. If living in Beacon Hills had taught her anything, it was that anyone could be out to get you, even if they seem like they're helping you. Still, something about the girl standing in front of her was familiar and that helped her relax, but only a little.

"Thanks for that…" She paused hoping the person would introduce themselves, but Peter beat her to it.

"Cora?! What're you doing here?"

Malia recognized the name as Derek's sister, which meant that Scott had managed to get some help.

"Scott asked Derek for help, so we came." She looked at Malia curiously, before finally asking, "Who's she?"

"I'm Malia. I'm his daughter." The widening of Cora's eyes betrayed how shocked she was by that statement, but before she could question further, Peter interrupted once again.

"I know that this little family get-together has been long overdue, but I think we have bigger problems to deal with."

Looking back towards the hunters, her mother had gotten back to her feet, gun at the ready, along with the others.

"Kill them!"

They all began firing as the Berserker charged forward. Peter and Cora leapt towards the Berserker, attempting to hold him off, while Malia began dispatching the hunters. She managed to move quick enough to avoid getting shot, kneeing one hunter in the face, then turning and knocking the one next to him into a tree.

This process continued for several moments until all the hunters were taken care of. Seemingly out of danger, Malia glanced around and saw that Peter and Cora were still battling the Berserker, neither side seemingly gaining an edge.

A roar echoed throughout the forest, causing the Berserker to knock Peter and Cora away and flee into the woods, Malia understanding what was happening. They were retreating. She began looking around where they were, hoping that Scott's mom was still there and uninjured.

She finally found Melissa bounded to a tree 30 yards away. With a singular focus, she ran towards her, hoping to release her and then get out as quickly as possible. Once there, she removed the gag in her mouth and used her claws to cut the ropes that were binding her.

"Oh, thank God. I was getting tired of hearing her go on about her revenge." Malia smiled at her attempted humor. Not even getting kidnapped would keep her down. She glanced around and saw Peter and Cora still standing off a few yards over. "Where is everyone?"

"Off helping the others. We're supposed to all meet back at the Animal Clinic."

Malia put one of Melissa's arms on her shoulder and helped her walk, as they made their way back to Malia's car. The made it a few yards before the sound of the slide of a gun was heard from behind them. Shit, she thought, she'd completely forgotten about her mother. Turning around, Malia saw her standing with her shotgun aimed at her and Melissa. Fear gripped Malia's heart, she didn't think that she'd be able to move them both fast enough to dodge a shotgun round. Deciding that she had the best chance for survival, she tried to put herself between Melissa and her mother.

"No!"

A body knocked into her, sending both her and Melissa to the ground, as the blast of a shotgun rang out in the woods, followed by a body falling to the ground.

When she finally looked up, she saw her mother sprinting away into the woods, but where she was just standing lied Peter, having pushed her out of the way and taken the bullet. Forgetting everything else, Malia rushed to his side and saw multiple bullet wounds with the telltale blue smoke rising out of them.

Wolfsbane.

"Peter," she tried, his only response a groan, seemingly unable to hear her. "Peter!"

He finally looked at her, a smile gracing his face, but the sad look in his eyes gave him away.

"You need to get up."

He shook his head lightly. "I don't…think so sweetheart," he said, as he began coughing up blood. "I kept you safe. That's…all that matters."

Malia's eyes began to water. She grasped his hand, trying to take his pain away but she couldn't. There was nothing she could do. She grabbed his shoulders and tried to force him to stay awake.

"Dad…"

"All I ever wanted was to hear you call me that…" With one last smile, he passed out in Malia's arms.

Scott POV –

Scott dismounted his bike outside the Clinic, Derek pulling in right behind him in his car. The pair of them had managed to fend off the Berserker for the most part, the battle only ending when a roar signaled the thing to retreat. Obviously, Gerard had told Kate to pull them back. Hopefully, that wasn't a bad omen.

Judging by the cars assembled outside, almost everyone else had gotten their first. It was good to see Stiles' jeep, Braeden's motorcycle, along with several other familiar cars outside.

The pair stepped towards the door, and were by the sight of the pack all huddled in little groups. Stiles, Lydia, and Braeden were all standing next, with Derek joining them once he entered. Mason, Corey, Brett and Lori huddled together in one corner along with Deaton. Off to the other side of the room was Liam and Theo. Next to them, to his slight surprise, was Jackson and Cora, leaning against one another, hands clasped together.

Finally, his eyes swept over towards one of the operating tables, where he saw his mom standing there. Forgetting everything else, mother and son stepped to each other and embraced in a bone crushing hug, filled with relief.

When he pulled back to look at his mom, he noticed Malia didn't look as though she noticed his arrival. She was still sitting next to one of the tables, absently stroking the hand of the person laying there.

Peter.

If it wasn't for the subtle rise and fall of his chest, Scott would've figured that the man was dead. He had multiple wounds on his chest, each looking as fresh as if he'd been shot only moments ago. The visual made Scott shudder, reminding him of his own critical injury. His eyes met Malia's and though no words were exchanged, he understood that she wasn't sure if he would make it.

Even thought there was no love lost between Scott and the former Alpha, he felt terrible for Malia, who was on the verge of losing her father. He moved to her, and when she finally noticed him, he pulled her into a strong hug, and though she returned it, he could tell there was a little hesitation there.

Finally pulling back, his gaze fell on a strangely subdued Theo and Liam, when he realized that someone was missing.

"Where's Argent?"

The question caused the room to be filled with sorrow and dread, along with a fresh batch of tears from Melissa. Malia too had tears in her eyes, as she pulled Scott into one of the back rooms, where he was met with a sight he hoped he would never see.

On top of the table in the room, was Argent's limp body.

AN –

Whooo, that was a ride wasn't it. Ending aside, this chapter was another especially difficult one to write. Action and fight scenes, though easy to visualize, I find it hard to accurately portray them in word format, so if the fight scenes are a little lacking, I apologize.

It probably comes as a little surprise that I killed off 2 character's this chapter, but don't worry, it's not all for not. Peter's death was done as a way for him to get a little redemption, as well ass push Malia's arc forward.

Choosing to kill Argent was another thing all together. I kept going back and forth on whether to kill him or Melissa, but I ultimately decided on him. I feel as though Melissa would hurt too much, whereas Argent both worked narratively and thematically.

I hope you guys like all the characters that I decided to bring back. In my mind, these are the characters that the show should've brought back, but I understand that things like schedules probably kept it from happening. I also decided to keep Jackson as a half-Kanima and put him in a relationship with Cora, because I've not really seen that before.

I want to address all the additional characters that have been introduced. This story is my way of showcasing how I would've ended a few storylines in the show. Because of that, the only characters who will be vital to the plot are those whose POV the story is told by. There will be more death in this story, and my only warning is that everyone is expendable.

On that note, I hope everyone enjoyed this update, and thanks for reading!

AN 2 – I re-edited this chapter after determining that I wasn't exactly happy with how things played out with Peter. As I started formulating future ideas for this story, I realized that Peter could still be useful to the plot, so instead of him dying, he's now critically injured.