Scott's carriage plowed down a road, Deucalion was inside he looked at his reflection in the glass and saw he was losing his youth. He put his hand on his head and felt some of his hair falling down. He threw it and rubbed the ring.
"Ask again!"
"We have asked again! And the answer is the same, he's still airborne!" Kali yelled at him. Deucalion glared at her, "Well he can't stay there forever! Inform me as soon as he touches ground! Immediately, Do you understand?"
"Watch your tongue, Brother. IT is you and not us who has lost him!" Aiden glared at him.
"Lost him and broke the knife!" Kali hissed, "Even if you apprehend him, how will you complete the deed?"
Aiden puffed out his chest, "Maybe you should return and one of us go in your place?"
Deucalion groaned, "Don't be absurd, I'll bring him home and deal with him there. Prepare for our arrival, please."
They turned their backs on him and started preparations.
Back on the ship, Stiles spoke gently, "Tell me about Kate, then."
Derek thought about it for a minute, "Well..she...she..." He paused, "There's nothing more to tell you."
"Because the little bit I know about love is that it's unconditional. It's not something you can buy."
"Wait, this isn't about me buying her love. This was to prove how I felt."
Stiles raised an eyebrow, "And what is she doing to prove how she feels about you?"
"Well.." Derek thought about it, "Look, Stiles. You'll understand when you meet her."
Stiles rolled his eyes. In his view, he thought the relationship was rather one sided.
Derek kept talking, "Provided we don't get murdered by pirates first."
Stiles looked around, "Murdered by pirates, heart torn out and eaten. Meet Kate. I can't quite decide which sounds more fun."
Derek smiled.
"We located the sky vessel." Aiden looked at his brother. Deucalion stared at him. "It is headed north to the port of Red falls. Also, you are no longer the only one seeking the star."
Deucalion's eyes widened, as Kali spoke. "There's someone following you."
"A witch? A warlock?"
"A prince and he's catching up to you. Get a move on!"
Deucalion nodded and made the horses move faster.
A day behind, Boyd and his group were at breakneck speed on their horses, following Deucalion's trail. They rode in a V pattern.
On the ship, still in the brig sat Derek and Stiles.
Above them towered Coach, with a mad glint in his eye.
AN: I feel Coach deserves a few chapters to himself, so I leave you here until I do those chapters. Wolfy love!
