Chapter 10: Lady Luck

Chapter 10 is finally here and have to say I think you all will enjoy some of the laughs in this chapter ^^

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Down by Jason Walker

Stiles had went on his own little mission alone. Sure he wasn't a supernatural creature that went berserker every full moon, but, to him it didn't mean he was totally useless to the situation amongst him and his friends. He decided to do some digging and first thing was to go visit Lydia. He sat in the strawberry blonde's driveway, searching for the courage to get out the car and approach her about yesterday. He even role-played a scenario out in his head. "What's the worst that could happen?" he said to himself. And then it hit him, a lot could EASILY go wrong.

"Whatever." He told himself as he jumped out his jeep and wandered over to the door steps. After ringing the doorbell once, the fragile boy turned from facing the door and began to pep talk himself. He was extremely nervous about this situation. "You get in, ask some questions, then leave." He said to himself but once the door had swung open, his jaw had suddenly dropped hanging to what was before him: a half dressed Lydia whose hair was a total mess as if she had been running. Something was strange about the girl and Stiles was slowly beginning to lose the idea of why ever came to her house.

"L-Lydia…" he greeted.

She stood slouched in the door way, greeting the buzz-cut teenager in her bathrobe as one side began to slip off her shoulders. That was how Stiles was able to tell that she was half naked underneath and was probably only wearing a bra and panties. It was an image that Stiles mind could definitely not ignore.

At that very moment, he fought an internal war against two forces: one that told him to leave while the other side told him to stay just a bit longer.

Before he could re-act, Lydia had jumped onto the boy, while embracing him with her two arms wrapped tightly around his lanky body figure.

"I'm so glad to see you!" she said with a flirtatious smile.

Stiles face was completely red.

This had trouble written all over it, he thought to himself.

"Well don't just stand there silly! Come in!" Her words left her cherry red lips, followed by a lingering feeling as those exact words traveled through the boys head. She gripped him by his wrist and snatched the boy into her large home, bringing him up the stairs and into her bedroom. Stiles was oblivious to the situation and wasn't sure what to make of it.

"Lydia are you drunk?" he had to pull himself together and force out that question. Gently, he sat the dizzy Lydia onto her bed, waiting for a response. She began to smack her lips together as if she was trying to get a certain taste out of her mouth. The taste was strong she thought. "Nope." She had finally replied but Stiles did not believe her for a second. "Are you drunk, Stiles?" she giggled. "Stiles?" Lydia said his name once more, but this time, she questioned it. "What the hell is a Stiles?" she thought aloud, discouraging the boy and making him realize how big of a mistake this was.

"Okay, I'm leaving." He said as he began to make his way to the door but before his hand could grasp the knob, he felt Lydia's warm grip around his sleeves once more. Uncontrollably he whipped his head back towards the girl's direction just to realize he was once again caught by her messy but still overwhelming beauty. "Please stay." Her hair was a total mess and her house coat was never adjusted from the moment he had entered the home. But it was okay because this was Lydia Martin. How could he deny her? "You want me to stay?" a hint of uncertainty laced his words like a poison lacing a blade.

Was this the moment the boy had been waiting for? Has all those years of Lydia Martin ignoring him and blowing the boy off finally paying off? Was this his time to shine and most importantly, was he finally getting the chance with his elementary school crush that he felt he deserved oh so much? Stiles gladly took a seat next to the strawberry blonde on her bed as he held her hand tight.

"Yes… stay, Jackson." And with that, Stiles felt as if his heart had dropped into the bottom of his stomach. He felt ruined as he began to release his grip of her small hand. Then, soon, just like all his hopes and emotions, Lydia fell into the boys lap, shooting up Stiles emotions just a bit too where he gasped from the sight. Lydia had passed out, which was probably good for her.

He sat awkwardly on her bed as if he was waiting for something else to happen, but Lydia was dead asleep and there was no waking her. Even when the girl phone began to ring, that was not enough to wake her. "No, don't strain yourself. I'll get it for you." Stiles said as he extended his arm over by the girl's nightstand, reaching for her cellular device. When his tiny fingers made contact, he snatched it away just to come across a disturbing image of a monstrous creature with glowing red eyes and sharp fangs. It didn't dawn on him until then but that was the reason he had come to see Lydia: to talk about last night. He had forgotten after all Lydia's strange behavior and what not. Stiles then took a glance down at the snoring girl then back to the disturbing image and without a second thought, Stiles had darted out of Lydia's room and soon her house.

Rickey had decided to pay his mentor a visit. If there was no one else who could him in his tiny situation, it would always be Deaton. He was the first person Rickey could ever count on. As he pulled into the animal clinic parking lot, he had notice Sheriff Stilinski patrol car also parked in the same exact parking lot. The omega was curious to know why and had questioned if he should had just stayed in his car until the sheriff left, but Rickey was never the patient type of guy and was also extremely nosey at times. He parked his "hurting" Piper into the parking lot and threw on his shades. It was time to do some meddling, he thought.

As he made his way into the clinic he could feel something was off. His mentor was being interrogated as the Sheriff had placed down a couple photos. The two had looked busy but Rickey could wait. What was going on?

With a smirk, Rickey knew exactly how to solve this problem. He had focused his hearing on to their conversation just to get all the details.

"I'm sorry Sheriff but this looks like something I can't really help with. You would have to talk to a professional." Dr. Deaton said with a shaky voice. He did fighting it off and that would've worked against any other person but not with Rickey. Rickey knew the doctor like the back of his hand just as the doctor knew Rickey so well. They couldn't lie to each other because they would easily be able to see right through the façade.

"I know, but, are you sure you don't have any idea what this is?" Sheriff questioned.

"Positive." Deaton smirked.

Rickey could tell he was lying. He could also tell that Deaton was in a hurry to get rid of the doctor.

"Alright, thank you for your help." Once again, the sheriff was nowhere close to solving the bizarre animal attacks than from where he had started days ago.

Rickey had seen the sheriff come from the back room wearing a stern smile. He could the man was growing more frustrated. "Rickey Stones, what a surprise." The sheriff greeted, almost taking the boy in for a hug, but, instead the two exchanged only smiles. "Are you staying out of trouble?" was the first questioned that he popped against the younger gentlemen. Rickey Stones was known for getting in to lots of trouble with the sheriff and his team. Mostly for fights. There were times where Rickey would spend an entire night in a cell for some small crime.

"Oh, you know me Sheriff, trouble's my middle name." He grinned.

"No, your middle name is Edward…" replied the sheriff.

He wanted to laugh but Rickey felt a bit embarrassed. He had hoped the sheriff would understand the joke.

"I have to get back to the office, you take care." He practically demanded of the boy, knowing his track record with a history of violence.

When the sheriff had finally left, Rickey went straight to the back to talk with Dr. Deaton who was busy signing off papers. "Wanna tell me what that was about?" Rickey snorted. Deaton didn't bother to answer. He didn't even glance up at the boy.

It was then when Rickey could tell something wrong. It was like he was starting to read Deaton's mind and as he tried, like always he had gotten nowhere. Deaton wore a blank expression as always with an imaginary hundred layer brick wall between him and the person who would come eye to eye with. Deaton had always been that type of guy. Barely letting anyone in. Not even the slightest bit. That was one of the billion things that had frustrate Rickey the most about the man. That and his judgy eyes when ever Rickey would make a bad choice of decision.

Deaton was stubborn but so was Rickey. Soon, the Doctors office was filled in with a haunting silence. The only few sounds were the ticking clock and the scribbles that Deaton had made whenever he would sign off on a paper. "We can do this all day, old man." Rickey said as he crossed his arms and propped himself against the doorway. This was going to be a long day they both thought to themselves. Who would back down first?

With his first two class periods over, Scott had thought of ways to make Allison special day seem special to her. He came up with the single idea to skip the rest of class and take the girl out. Through the crowd of people, Scott puppy brown eyes had met the girl's doe eyes that had sparked a smile onto his face. "What are you doing?" he asked the girl. His voice was like musical notes to her ears, blushing every time she heard him talk. "Going to 3rd hour." She smiled as her innocent voice left her glossy lips.

"Do you maybe want to get out of here?" he said, triggering the girl to become beyond speechless as her eyes had quickly widen and became full of shock. How was she to respond, she thought? "A-and go where?" she asked. Playfully, the beta began to roll his puppy brown eyes from left to right, causing the girl to give a short giggle. "Anywhere but here?" he replied.

"I've never skipped before." Allison said as she threw her doe eyes back onto the boy, still shocked. It was in that instant, Scott knew she was a very innocent girl. His jaws had suddenly dropped with her words. "Not even summer school?" he questioned, but, with a coy smile and cheeks of redness she replied, "I've never been to summer school…"

Scott had no idea what he was dealing with now. Just a beautiful and very innocent little girl who had also happened to be older than him but was still very extremely smart and with a billion hidden qualities.

From her responses, Scott had almost died from laughter.

He then took her soft hands made an exit for the door way, "trust me," he said as the two left the school undetected.

Allison wore a smile through it all, from the moment they entered her car and to the second they drove off. Scott didn't put much thought into it but he could tell that today would be very eventful.

Derek's morning consisted of the same thing over and over. Ever since his sister was killed all he could think about was getting stronger, hunting down that monster and killing him. It was all he could think about. He had a strong feeling that Riley and Scott would be able to help if he used them right.

Every morning Derek would do push-ups, pull-ups, and sit ups all in his burned living room. The scent of burnt flesh and crispy ash had still lingered in his old home. This was no time to break down. He had a lot of other things to worry about. And with Kate Argent on his tail, the alpha was still the main priority.

"37, 38, 39…" he counted as he pushed his body off the ground, using one arm while the other rested on his back. His body was in perfect push-up form. He up and pointed forward. This was no time to be weak. He flared his nostrils with each haunting thought of the alpha. Images of his elder sister body being torn into two had forced the omega's eyes to shut close as he if he was trying to resist those images from prolonging into his head. "44, 45, 46…" he continued to count on. Even after his upper body was drenched in his sweat and puddle of liquid laid under him, he continued to go on. But before he could hit 50, he had heard a familiar voice. His body had stopped in the middle of his last push-up. "Kate." With a low growl, he titled. Derek darted to the side of his window just to get a better listen into what she was planning.

"Chris wants us to wait." Said one hunter. The sound of her brother's name being said was enough to annoy the huntress. "He said wait! Never said we couldn't have a little fun." She loaded her shot gun and took a step forward to the home, alongside two male hunters. She kicked down the front door, inviting herself in.

"He's not here." Said one hunter. "Trust me; he's here. Where else would he be? Check all the rooms." She demanded of the two hunters. Like a dog simply obeying orders, they searched every room, searching for the slightest sign of Derek being there. One hunter ran up the stairs, deciding to check the bedrooms.

"No sign of dog down here." Kate was only becoming more and more annoyed by the second.

"It's okay. Hiding is all he can do. Let him hide just like he hid when his sister was killed!" Kate shouted throughout the house. But right behind her shout was a loud roar then followed by a horrified scream that had traveled to the living room. Finally, a man was tossed from the top of the stair case and all the way to the bottom. Kate and the other hunter had both glanced up, witnessing Derek who was crouched down to one hand and on his feet, with his glowing steel blue eyes and sharp fangs. Kate had smiled to the shirtless Derek, taunting him to come down. The male hunter beside her began to try and load his gun in time but his fingers had moved too quick for him to think and before he place the bullets into his gun, Derek had leaped from the top of the staircase and landed right on top of the man, knocking him unconscious.

"Look who's all grown up." Kate Smirked.

Derek replied by snarling at the huntress.

Kate's first move was to pull out a long rod, waiting for Derek to make a move.

The omega had pounced to the wicked huntress without a second thought into his action, but as he came forward to the women, Kate had sidestepped the beta and slapped the rod once against his sweaty back, shooting bolts of electricity into his body all at once. Derek fell to his knees helplessly as he could feel himself becoming paralyzed.

As he attempted to crawl to the nearest wall, Kate Argent had tapped the omega once more, shooting even more bolts into his body.

"You killed my sister!" his lips trembled as he laid against the wall, trying to find the strength to push himself off the ground.

The huntress gave the omega a coy smile as she shook her head left to right.

"Yes and no." she answered, causing the omega to raise one eye brow in confusion.

After answering the omega, she had crouched down to her knees to become eye level with him. "Yes, we were the ones who had cut your sister into two, BUT, she was dead before we even got to her." And through it all, she wore a smile on her face. The same smile that Derek wanted to shred.

"Now I have a proposition for you, my hunky friend." She said, but Derek wanted no part of it… he was still confused about the piece of information he had just received. "If you help us find the alpha, we will slaughter it and everyone can live happily ever after."

His head had slowly begun to drop. Kate was only a reminder of the past, his home was a reminder of the past. Nothing would ever be the same. Distress had coated his eyes as Kate's grin slowly began to fade. It was because of the look in his eyes that she had realized Derek had no clue who the alpha even was. "Can't blame a girl for trying." She said as she quickly pulled out her shot, ready to blow the omega away but before she pull the trigger, Derek was gone. Without a trace, Derek had left his home and darted far and deep into the woods without so much of a look back.

Rickey had took a seat in front of Deaton's desk. He really hadn't got far with his search for an answer about the strange events. He knew it was a werewolf but he also wanted to hear it from Deaton. Neither he nor Deaton had a single word. "I got time boss, but not too much. I got Riley's parent teacher conference to get too." Rickey spoke. "Deaton then poked his head. Parent teacher conferences are for parents and teachers." He thought aloud. "You used to go to too mine." Rickey fired back at the man with a grin.

"If you're not going to tell me about the alpha then can you at least give me some of your mumbo jumbo spiritual prep talk and advice about the pickle I'm in?"

Deaton could raise an eyebrow to the boy's word.

**"It's about Anna and Riley. I want to protect them but I feel like the more I try to do good the more wrong I'm actually doing…" he said as his head fell to his hands.

"Do you remember what happen the last time you told Anna what you were?" Deaton asked.

"Yeah, she lost her father…" he replied.

Memories of that eventful night began to drown his head. He remembered it all like it was yesterday.

"I made a promise to protect her and it feels like I'm not keeping it." He added.

"Tell her," was all Deaton had said. "You have good ladies luck, my friend." A smile had appeared on the doctors lips as he looked the boy in the eyes.

"I learned from the best." Rickey said, sparking a laugh from the extreme stern doctor.

No matter whatever would happen, Deaton and Rickey both would always maintain a strong bond like father and son. Deaton was the only male figure Rickey had in his life.

When school had finally ended, Rickey was beyond excited for his first alone date with Viola. He had dashed all the way home like an elementary school boy wanting to tell his mother about his first day at school. He ran right passed his living room and darted up the staircase leading to his room. But the second he had turned the door knob to enter his room, he had jumped with a startling scream just a teen boy did the same.

"Stiles what the hell are you doing here!?" Rickey asked.

"Anna invited me in!" Stiles replied. His heart beat was rapidly beating as he feared for his life just for a split second.

"I need to show someone this because Scott isn't answering his phone and Derek scares the shit out of me." Stiles said as he ran his tiny fingers through his short buzz cut.

Riley could smirk at the boys fear over Derek. "Can this hurry? I got a date with Viola soon." He said, rushing the boy while pulling his shirt off.

"How am 'I the only one without a female friend? I mean c'mon? You're the new kid for crying out loud!" he threw his arms to represent his frustration but all Riley did was laugh in his face as he ripped through his closet in search for clothing to wear. Dress to impress was what he always went by.

"Cause you're a Stiles." Riley said nonchalantly, causing the buzz-cut teenager to flare his nostrils and clench his jaws. "You are so lucky you are a werewolf!" Stiles exclaimed as he started threatening the omega.

"I'll take that as a compliment." The omega replied, jokingly.

Stiles had then quickly handed over Lydia's phone to Riley, revealing the monstrous creature to the boy, but, at first Riley paid the no attention to the beast. Instead, he was questioning on how Stiles ended up with Lydia Martin phone.

"What?" Stiles said as he watched Riley's judging eyes beam into the core of his soul. "Do I even want to know how you got this?" Riley questioned.

"Simple," Stiles replied, "I took it when she fell asleep." Just then, Riley's eyes had shifted from an expression of curiosity to a dumbfounded expression as he searched through his head for a word to call Stiles but the only word that came up and out of his mouth at once was "IDIOT."

"What's next: her bra?" Riley commented.

"Hey now, I'm not that weird…"

Just then the two boy's jumped once they heard the sound of the doorknob being twisted. Riley sprung around just to face Anna.

"Anna… hey…" Riley said.

She could tell something was up but couldn't put her finger on it. So she smiled and accused the boys of watching porn off a cellphone.

"It's not like that!" Riley said.

"Yeah, soooooo not like that." Stiles jumped in as he began to adjust the collar of his shirt.

"Right." Anna whispered with a sneer, "Viola is here." She added, triggering a bubbly smile to appear on the omega lips. "Oh and boys!" she called out to the two goofs once more.

"Your secret is safe with me."

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