Chapter Eleven:
A/N: Peter's POV is in Italic. If you don't like this chapter, I won't blame you.
Stiles, Derek, Boyd, Erica, Allison, Jasmine, Corey, Wes, Lisabeth, Issac, and Chris are all standing around, outside of the Hale house. Peter is nowhere to be found. He's somewhere else. Derek is talking on the phone with him because he needs him here with the pack to discuss a plan. "Peter, where are you? Something has come up. We need you here." His voice is dark.
Peter is walking around the hospital, trying to find his girlfriend. He's angry and concerned because he hasn't seen her for a while now. "I'm trying to find Melissa. She's nowhere. I tried her cell. I tried her house. I tried Stiles' house. She's nowhere to be found and Stiles' dad is gone too. I have been trying to track their scents, but it's...off. It's like their scents have just...vanished."
"Do you think the hunters might have them?" Jasmine thinks and she might be telling the truth.
"Have who?" Stiles questions.
"Scott's mom and your dad." Erica tells him.
"OH MY GOD! WHAT?!" Stiles is freaking out. Him and his dad just can't win.
Peter growls at the thought of his girl being kidnapped by these hunters. They have become nothing more than a sickness that won't go away. "What?!" He nearly roars so loud for the whole hospital to hear him. He hopes this isn't true, but it just might be. "Erica, Boyd, be on the look out. Make sure you and the others stay safe. I'm going around search for Melissa and Stiles' dad." Peter hangs up the phone in anger. He nearly crushes it with his hands. He needs to find Melissa fast.
"So, what do we do?" Lisabeth isn't worried, but still wants to know what the plan is.
"I just can't believe they would try to kill Scott when knowing that they'll kill me as well." Derek looks at Allison. She's scared. "I'm going to find my dad. We need his help." And with that, she hurries to her car, climbs in, and leaves the property in a hurry.
"We're going to need all the help we can get."
"I couldn't agree more." Dante's voice says and the others turn around in both fear and anger to see the look on his face. "I'm willing to help you all save your little alpha friend and his mother. But we are not saving my brother. None of you are. If you try, I will splatter your brains with my fangs." A smile plays on his face. "Now that have your attention, I say you all follow me now. I know where the hunters are and I know what they are planning. But lets get something straight. Don't let this fool you into thinking that all is forgiven. When this is over, I'm going to make all of you suffer." Dante and Derek stare at one another with their alpha male statuses. "Do we have an agreement?" The others think about this. They look to one another to see if they should trust Dante to help them.
"Agreed." Derek growls.
"Fantastic." Dante bows his head a little like an old gentleman. He looks to Stiles, who is not only absolutely terrified of what might happen to his father, but also of him as well. "Hello Stiles. I hope my little friends wasn't rough on your father." Stiles' body burns in anger at the comment.
"Leave him alone." Boyd snarls at him.
"Let's do this." Derek finalizes. POW! A loud booming gunshot shocks the forest. Stiles has been hit in the abdomen! His shirt and jacket becomes wet with blood. Stiles touches the wound and looks at his blood painted hand. The others are overwhelmed in shock. Stiles looks towards the darkness.
"Bitch!" He says then drops to the ground. An army of twenty hunters are locked and loaded and moving in on the gang. The wolves and Dante all transform. Lisabeth and Allison gets Stiles out of the way and takes him to safety. He's in pain. He's dying. The wolves and the elder werespider are all struggling to dodge the bullets aimed at them. Erica is shot in the shoulder by a handgun while Wes is blown away by a hunter with a saw off shotgun. They are both hurt.
The others duck past the trees while advancing toward the hunters with their superhuman speed until they have clashed with them. Some of these hunters resort to using their hand to hand combat and sword techniques to kill the wolves. They are nothing like the Radulfrs. Dante is shot multiple times by a M16 loaded with clematis and wolfsbane bullets. But this doesn't faze him. He begins tearing the hunters to pieces along with the others. He zips and beheads every hunter who's aiming their guns at the others. Derek, Boyd, Jasmine, Corey, Issac, and finally, Lisabeth, Wes, and Erica are all doing their best to not get their heads cut off or severely injured by the blade. Boyd is slashed in the neck by one of the blades. The wound stings like hell. Those blades are laced with something, but what?
Meanwhile, Dante is having a good time killing hunters. He tears a hunter's heart out of their chest and sinks his fangs into it, draining the blood until the heart stops beating. The pulse of every beat feels good on his lips. There are only eight hunters left. Dante looks to see the others struggling to stop them because of their injuries. He rolls eyes and sighs heavily before moving in to plunge his hands into two hunters and rip their spines out. The last six hunters all look at him. Derek and the other wolves are crouched. They want to fight. Dante moves and bites into another hunter's neck. He rips their throat out as they gurgle and choke on their blood. He smiles at the hunters, who are horrified.
"Age thirty years...the way I like it." Before the hunters can react, Dante and Derek are already on them. The sound of flesh ripping, bones crunching and cracking, and dying screams overpower all sounds in the forest. The hunters are dead, but the victory has yet to be won. Derek and the others rush to Stiles because they can hear his cries. Dante smiles brightly because he loved killing the hunters. He rolls his eyes again when he hears Stiles groaning in agony. He dashes over to Stiles inside the house. Derek is keeping pressure on the wound with his shirt.
"Der-it hurts." Stiles shuts his eyes. The bleeding isn't stopping and he's beginning to slip away into the light. The others are pleading with Derek to turn Stiles.
"You need to bite him or he will die." Issac says. "He's dying!"
"Such a bore." Dante says, checking his claws for dirt. The others think.
"Can you heal him with your blood?" Derek asks quickly in panic. Dante glances his eyes at him, not caring whether Stiles dies or not. "Please, heal him. Please. I'll do anything you want." This gets Dante's attention. He raises his eyebrows.
"Anything?"
"Anything." Derek almost yells.
Dante grunts going over to Stiles' lifeless body. Stiles has his eyes closed. He's barely alive and still bleeding. His heartbeat is beginning to slip. Dante kneels down to him and smiles. He enjoys Stiles' suffering. Slowly, he brings his wrist to his mouth and bites the flesh as his blood pours from it like a faucet. Erica, Boyd, Derek, Jasmine, Corey, Wes, Lisabeth, and Issac all gasp and inhale the delicious blood. It smells so good to the point, it tempts them to bite into his flesh and drain the life out of him. But that isn't important right now. Stiles is. Dante puts his head behind Stiles' head and lifts him until Stiles' lips are beneath his bitten flesh. Blood trickles all over his mouth and down his chin. Stiles slowly opens his eyes and holds onto his wrist, taking as much delicious blood he can before Dante can pull away. Dante stands back up while Derek raises Stiles' shirt to see the bullet his abdomen pushing itself out and the wound healing almost instantly along with it.
"Ugg!" A voice cries out from outside. Dante is already out of the house along with Derek.
"Stay here." Derek tells them wolves. A hunter in her mid twenties is lying on the ground, bleeding to death by deep slash and bite wounds. She whimpers at the burning, stinging pain that ripples through her body. Dante smiles as Derek gets closer. He kneels down beside her.
"I see that you're in a bind." The huntress forces herself to be quiet. "Now, I'm going to give you two options because I could really go for some desert right now: Either I rip your heart out and drizzle it with chocolate sauce with some vanilla ice cream on the side or...I can kiss those sweet lips of yours and bite and eat out your tongue." That really sickens Derek.
"G...go...go to hell." The huntress spits blood in his face and he snarls. Dante grabs her neck and crushes her windpipe and bones with ease. The huntress gasps loudly and dies as she drowns in her own blood. This makes Dante smile. And soon, the huntress is dead.
"Sweet dreams." Dante chuckles darkly.
(Secluded Warehouse)
Chained, shackled, and tied in two separate chairs are both Scott and Caleb. They are both unconscious; still weakened from the overdose of moonseed and bullet wounds. Scott groans in pain. His head is pounding. Rosalie is sitting a few feet away in front of him. She checks her clip in her Glock 9mm. Luckily, the bullets are just pure silver. She wants to torture them. Not kill them. Nick and Brayden comes over to see Scott waking up.
"How's his mommy and Stiles' pappy doing?" Rosalie smiles wickedly.
"They're alive and sort of well." Nick says. Melissa's screams erupt. "She's not taking the electrocution well. And it might be because we have jumper cables hooked to her feet and sharp metal nails in her arms, feet, and legs along with the local sheriff."
"Mom. Mom!" Scott is finally awake despite the grogginess. Melissa cries out again from somewhere in this gargantuan warehouse. "MOM!" Rosalie shoots him three times and Scott grunts in pain.
"Did you have a nice nap?" Nick chuckles.
"Let my mother go. Please!" Scott begs.
"But why? We're having so much fun." Rosalie giggles. Brayden grabs the gun from her hand and shoots Caleb in his upper thigh, near his crotch. Caleb wakes up and screams out in agony. And. He. Is. Pissed! The veins within his face protrudes, his teeth become fangs, and his eyes succumb to darkness and blood. Drool falls from his mouth. Caleb's pissed off look is creepy and terrifying. But it doesn't faze Rosalie, Nick, and Brayden. Eathan and Heather are coming towards them with laughter.
"Hello, brown eyes." Heather waves to Scott. Scott can feel the change coming on as well. His eyes are gleaming red. He needs to save his mom and get her to safety quickly. He pulls against the shackles, but stops when he feels something sharp plunge into his shoulder.
"Caroline, play nice back there. Brayden go check on your sister." Nick demands him to. Brayden follows his orders and leaves to go check on Caroline. Melissa cries again, but it's fused by another cry that Scott recognizes. Stiles' dad! His eyes widen. He keeps pulling at the shackles. Rosalie approaches Caleb while looking into Scott's alpha eyes. Rose smiles down at Caleb.
"Hey, Spidey. How are you feeling? I understand that you're feeling down right now. Aw, poor baby. It's such a shame that your little whore sister was killed." Caleb tries to use his elder strength, but it's not working. Tears are working down his eyes. The monster in him wants out to kill this bitch. "Let me guess...you are all alone in this world. You have no family. You have no one to love you. I mean who could love a monster like you? A sick abomination to God. An ugly beast. You are worthless. You are nothing." Rosalie smacks him in the face with brute force. "You are pathetic. Not even a mother could love that face. No one could love you."
"I'm going to kill you." Caleb's voice is not human. It sounds like something from hell. He looks to Nick, Heather, and Eathan. "I'm going to make chocolate chip cookies out of your flesh and then I'm going to skin the meat off your backs and have myself a Barbeque (A/N: Brothers think alike, huh?). I'm going to kill you all." He begins laughing. Rosalie kicks him so hard, the bolts that are holding his chair down breaks. Caleb falls backward. WHOOSH! Everybody can sense something coming all of a sudden.
"They're hear." Heather says. The lights shut off quickly, leaving the warehouse in darkness. Scott and Caleb's eyes are gleaming. Something in the shadows is crawling on the ceiling. It's Dante, Peter, and Derek! They are being as stealthy as possible from the Radulfrs hearing them. Nick, Rosalie, Heather, and Eathan look to their right when they see a bright light flashing through the dark. They see Allison, Chris, and the entire pack behind them. Scott is relieved to see them. Nick chuckles as Caroline and Brayden approaches him from somewhere else. Their eyes flashing a vibrant light color like lightning. They are all locked and loaded. The wolves have all transformed.
"Let them go!" Chris demands with his gun aimed at Nick.
"Chris, I see you've finally chosen a side. Pathetic." Nick says. Caleb breaks the shackles and chains around his arms and legs with pure rage. He flips back onto his knees. This gets everybody's attention. The Radulfrs aim their guns at him, but they are frozen just like everybody else when they see something happening to him. His bones crack and his flesh tear. The back of his neck reveals that spine has rippled against the meat of his back. He's transforming into a much terrifying version of his human hybrid form. Caleb lifts his left hand as his fingers stretch. His claws grow longer on both hands. His eyes glow brighter and brighter and brighter until it seems as if red steam is seeping from his eyes. Drool seeps off his dangerous fangs. Heather backs away. She aims her gun and is ready to run away.
Caleb stops transforming. He looks like a beast from hell. He smiles a creepy and laughs the most horrifying demonic laugh that would haunt anyone's dreams forever. "...Welcome to hell." He tells the Radulfrs in a dark and animalistic tone. Scott's eyes have widened. Caleb zips with blinding speed before anyone could react and bites Caroline. He clamps his jaws down on her so tight, her bones in her neck and shoulder breaks with a loud pop. Nick, Rosalie, Brayden, Eathan, and Heather aim their guns and unloads them on his back. Caleb lets her go as the wounds in his back easily heals. He turns to them with blood drooling heavily from his mouth. Dante jumps down silently. It would be impossible for someone to hear him land on the concrete floor.
"That's it, baby brother. Let the darkness in." Dante says close behind Caleb. Caleb throws back an elbow and hits him in the nose. Dante falls. Before Caleb can attack the other Radulfrs, Dante laughs and says "Our mother could hit harder than you." Caleb growls and attacks as Allison, Chris, and the wolves stand. Gunshots ring off. Derek glides down and the wolves rush in to help him. Peter, Chris, and Allison on the other hand, leaves to go find Melissa and John. Peter can smell John and Melissa's scents as it leads him to another secluded area of the warehouse, where a room is blocked by a steel locked door. This angers him as his eyes gleam red. He can hear Melissa's cries.
"Stand back." Chris shoots the locks and giant chain on the door, but they do not break because they are bulletproof. Peter's rage burns through his as he hears his girlfriend's cries. He goes into full on rage mode, taking it out on the door with his alpha strength until the steel door breaks off. Allison and Chris goes inside the large room and stops with a shocked expression on their faces. Peter comes in and does the same thing. "Dear God, what have they done?" Chris is stunned.
Melissa and John are bolted to a chair with bleeding wounds all over their bodies from being slashed with knives and physically assaulted. Their arms, legs, and feet have been impaled with sharp nails as two jumper cables hooked to two car batteries are attached to the ones on their feet. Their bodies have been shackled in chains. They have gone through so much torture that no human could handle.
"Melissa, baby." Peter goes over to caress her face while Allison and Chris helps John. Melissa cries when she sees Peter's face. She's happy now that she's saved. Peter slowly and carefully removes the five inch long steel nails and jumper cables as she cries out from the pain. "Shh, baby. It's okay." He breaks the chains and shackles with ease before removing her gag. Melissa whimpers his name. Peter scoops her into his arms carefully and carries her out, caressing her softly. "Don't worry, baby. You're safe now. No one's going to hurt you." He kisses her lips and deepens the kiss while walking. Black veins protrude on his face as Melissa's pain fades away quickly. He pulls back.
"Peter. My Peter." She smiles a weak smile.
"I'm never leaving your side again. I promise."
Back inside the main building of the warehouse, the Radulfrs are still trying to fight the wolves. Both have impressive fighting skills and are having a hard time laying a hit on one another. Caleb on the other hand, has stepped back. He feels dizzy because of the lupitine and moonseed in Caroline's blood. There's a slow burn in his chest. Then...he's puking the blood out of his system. And it's not just a small stream, it's a huge stream. Dante is already by his side. He grabs Caleb and leaves with him so fast, not even the human eye would be able to catch his speed. Derek looks to see that Dante and Caleb.
Rosalie does a back flip, reloading her gun midair. She aims and shoots Wes in the chest. Lisabeth gets angry and rushes through the crowd with inhuman speed before beheading Rosalie with a powerful chop to her neck. Nick and his children are angry and saddened by this. Scott has finally got out of his binds. The fight keeps going. Bones are getting broken, gunshots are unloading, blades are slinging, and blood is splattering. Peter comes back inside and roars with alpha pride. He hurries into the fight, giving the wolves an edge to win. Allison comes back in as well. The wolves are using their agility and speed to dodge attacks until the have severely injured and/or killed the Radulfrs.
Heather moves in with her sword and chops Boyd's left leg off. Body falls and screams. Heather uses her excellent speed and strength to behead Corey as well. She's slicing and dicing without an ounce of fear on her face. Scott moves in to give it a go. They dodge and counter each other's moves greatly until she pulls out a small dagger to slice every major artery in Scott's torso. She kicks him and he falls back. Scott roars because he wants to kill her. Allison shoots Heather on the left side of her hip before she can kill Scott. Heather is taken aback from this as her and Allison lock eyes. She removes the arrow and her wound heals instantly. She steps back because she remembers that if Scott dies, so does Allison. Scott gets up and moves in, intending to slash her throat, but Heather hits him with a brutal roundhouse kick and he falls back to the ground hard.
"If you want Allison alive then don't get in my way." She tells Scott with a scowl. Heather looks down at her mother and sister. Hate and rage burns through her as tears flow down her eyes. How can she spare Scott when his pack killed her mother and sister? She looks back and forth at Allison and Scott. Scott and Allison are staring at her. Heather reaches behind her and pulls out a gun then shoots three bullets into Scott's chest. Allison screams and charges after him.
"SCOTT!"
"Let's move!" Heather tells her family. Nick, Eathan, and Brayden doesn't want to leave their mother and sister's body behind, but they don't have a choice. They counter the wolves' last move. Nick tries to kill Peter with two intimidating hunting blades in his hands. Peter flips and counters then suddenly captures both his hands. CRACK! He breaks Nick's hands then moves to grip his neck and snap it. Brayden, Eathan, and Heather eyes widen. This isn't what they planned out. They leave while Allison, Peter, and Derek rushes to Scott, who is writhing in pain from the wolfsbane. His wounds begin to turn into a purple and bright pink shade as he gasps. Chris comes inside to see the carnage.
"Please don't die on me, Scott." Allison sobs. Scott coughs up a heavily and dangerous amount of black blood and mucus. He can't breathe. Allison leans down and kisses his forehead. Scott closes his eyes. Derek and Peter look to each other then back down at Scott. The entire pack needs to do something fast or Scott and Allison will both die.
A/N: Cliffhanger. HA!