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Two-Pack
"Do you want to leave until we've figured it out?" Scott asked, wincing slightly at all the noise as hardly clad painted people danced and enjoyed themselves around them.
Stiles had been obsessing about this key all day, and while he could understand his friend's frustration, he reckoned they had enough to worry about at the moment without adding some errant key into it.
Stiles was about to respond when a girl Scott vaguely recognised came up to Stiles and kissed him on the cheek.
"Happy Halloween!" she said happily and as Scott exchanged an amused glance with an equally amused Kira, Stiles looked at the neon wigged girl who twirled a little as she walked away from him and a sort of perplexed Stiles looked at her lustfully then shrugged at Scott.
"It can wait, it can wait." He assured Scott as he followed the girl, who to his great annoyance he couldn't place for the life of him and it was seriously beginning to annoy him. However he was glad that Stiles was enjoying himself it was about time he did and he laughed a little before realising that Kira had disappeared from his side. Looking around he saw her slightly further back, looking very nervous and abandoned so he reached out and gently took her hand, drawing her towards him.
He liked this, this was something he hadn't had since he had been with Allison, and he was glad that he was here with her.
But as he took her warm hand in his own, he couldn't help but miss the feeling of how he liked Isaac's cool hand being in his as well.
But then Kira smiled at him and drove all thoughts of Isaac temporarily from his mind.
"Thanks." Kira said, but Scott couldn't hear what on earth she had said, admittedly being a werewolf did have some perks, sure it did, but the heightened hearing could be a blessing and a curse at times.
He leaned in towards her ear to try and indicate that he literally couldn't hear a thing.
"What?" he asked in confusion.
"Thanks." Kira repeated, talking closer to his ear so he could hear her over the din of the party.
However that did nothing to help Scott, who was still just as confused now as when he had asked her the original question.
"For what?" he asked, genuinely confused as to what she was thanking him for, and she gave him that radiant smile that was really beginning to brighten his day whenever he saw it.
"For everything." She replied easily, and he smiled as he searched the room, trying to see where they might be able to get a drink, and then his heart kind of stopped as he beheld one person.
And he knew it was bad and he knew he shouldn't but he did regret that it wasn't Isaac he had seen.
Instead it was Allison, who looked at Scott standing holding hands with Kira. Her eyes widened in surprise, and Scott and Allison stood there, looking at each other, but while Allison looked like she was trying to figure out just what she felt about this development, Scott stood there impassively. He and her were over, he knew that for a fact. To quote the song, they were never never never getting back together. They were done, and he found that while she was his friend, he really didn't care if she didn't like him with Kira. They were done, and they had moved on. And if she didn't see that, well...well she was screwing Isaac around too and he would take a very dim view on that, perhaps a violently dim view...
But as he contemplated that line of thought Allison gave him a nod of approval and she disappeared, presumably to find Isaac. Suppressing a burst of irritation as she did so, knowing that she was going to the person he had been stupid enough to let go when he was still in love with him because of some misplaced sense of duty and from a desire to protect the one he loved most, he realised that he had lost a hold of Kira and that she had disappeared into the crowd. Seeing no sign of her, he decided discretion was the better part of valour and rather than risk losing her completely, he allowed his eyes to glow red and scanned the crowd for her, and after a bit, he finally saw her.
And the blazing fox that surrounded her like armour.
"Whoa." He exclaimed in shock, now he saw it in its entirety, he had to admit, it did look kind of weird.
But while looking weird, it also looked amazing and in some ways really kind of enticing.
He struggled through the crowd to her side, and she sagged in relief as he came up beside her.
"You ok?" Scott asked, and she nodded.
"Yeah, I figured you two needed a bit of space, that's all. Old girlfriend?" she asked hesitantly, and he nodded.
"Yeah she is. But you, well he, well no one needs to worry about Allison and I anymore, we're totally finished." He assured her, and she smiled a little and she nodded her head to where Stiles was dancing with the girl who had kissed him.
"He looks like he's having fun." She commented and he grinned.
"Yeah and about time." He told her, making her look at him curiously, but he just waved off explaining what he meant by that, surrounded by some weird fox glow though she might be, their lives were probably still way too much for her to handle.
"Did, did you date her too?" she asked, indicating the girl and Scott shook his head, though he was kind of pleased with the slightly jealous tone of her voice, it wasn't quite as endearing as Isaac's was, but yeah, it was kind of nice, for someone who had never been fancied to his knowledge most of his life to suddenly have people acting jealous of anyone he was potentially linked to was kind of oddly satisfying.
Even if the person acting jealous wasn't Isaac.
"No, I recognise her and it's really bugging me that I can't remember who on earth she is." He said, and he grinned as Stiles started to dance closer to the unnamed girl.
"Nothing worse than that is there? Hey do you want to get something to drink? It's really warm in here!" she all but shouted as a new and louder song started banging from the radios, and Scott grinned.
"Actually no, I have a better idea." He said, offering her his hand which she hesitantly took as he led her outside.
XX
Isaac looked at Scott forlornly as he led Kira away from the party. Yeah he was here with Allison but, well it was Scott, and he seemed to be enjoying himself with Kira. Not that he wanted him to be miserable and he did quite like Kira but still it bothered him that he was going with her...and not with him.
But no, they were both moving on, getting on with their separate lives, finding out what they truly wanted and standing here moping wasn't going to help things.
Scott was with Kira now, and that meant that they were never getting back together.
And hurt though it did to admit that to himself, he just had to accept it.
Besides, he had this weird thing going with Allison whatever the hell it was.
As he thought of her, she suddenly came back to him, looking less than impressed, much to his silent amusement, she didn't have anyone to blame but herself, after all she'd been the one who had dumped him in the first place, if she hadn't, they would probably still be together.
"You see Scott?" he asked, wondering just how she felt about him and Kira, and was quite proud that he didn't sound remotely bothered by the fact that he was here with Kira.
"Yeah." She said in a voice that clearly indicated that she didn't want to talk about it, and Isaac couldn't help but marvel at the way people's minds worked, it was alright for them to like someone else but as soon as their ex got with someone new they were all jealous and angry about it, where was the logic in that?
"Did you tell him what happened?" he asked, not knowing how he wanted her to answer.
He wanted Scott to know, but now that he had kept it from Scott, he also knew that if Scott found out from Allison, he wouldn't be happy with him for not telling him in the first place. And he was the one who was attacked and childish and pathetic though it was, he wanted Scott to find out and to care that he had been attacked by those things whatever they were and he kind of wanted Scott to make him believe that despite not knowing anything about them, things would work out alright just like they somehow mostly always seemed to do.
"No we still have a couple of hours remember? We promised my dad?" she asked as if she were speaking to a child, which annoyed him slightly, so he decided to annoy her back.
"You promised your dad." He clarified, after all, despite whatever he felt for Allison, Chris Argent was still one of his least favourite people in existence and he didn't owe him anything at all.
"I promised him in order to protect him." She reminded him, as if that was meant to further motivate him, but when the man in question used to spend his days hunting down and killing his kind, and had tried on numerous occasions to do the same exact thing to both him and Scott he wasn't particularly inclined to try and protect him.
"You did, I didn't." Isaac pointed out and Allison turned to him with an amused smile on her face.
"Is protecting my father such a bad thing?" she challenged and he sighed, he wasn't getting out of this, he had to tell her why he was so inclined not to give her dad his twenty four hours.
"I don't like keeping secrets from Scott." He told her curtly, that much was definitely true, he didn't like that a hunter who he had no affection for and his daughter who he had confused feelings for had basically made him keep something so big from the most important person in his life, he didn't like it at all.
And Scott was his Alpha, he needed to know about this sort of thing. And he would just feel better, safer if Scott knew, and for the better part of a day because of Allison and her hunter father he had been lying through his teeth to the person he loved most in the world and he didn't like it one little bit.
Allison turned to him, her expression sort of disappointed, as if it bothered her that he was clearly choosing Scott over her, shaking her head to a tiny degree, and she turned her head away before smiling a little and turning back to face him.
"No you don't, you just stand there awkwardly, waiting for someone to notice us, whatever we are. And then you like to make things...incredibly uncomfortable." She said in suppressed amusement, and Isaac grinned a little, yeah, he did do that and yeah he did enjoy making Allison uncomfortable, it was kind of fun.
"What's that supposed to mean?" he challenged with a slight grin, but then it occurred to him what she was saying.
She was wanting someone to notice them as an us. They weren't an us, they were so not ready to be an us. Isaac wasn't even sure if he was coming or going, he was still in love with Scott, his emotions were completely messed up and now she was wanting him to be with her as an us? He wasn't even in the same state as being ready for an us for crying out loud!
He wondered if this was because of the time they had spent together when they had been dealing with the Alphas and the Darach. He actually hadn't had the heart to tell her that he had only been hanging around her then because Scott had asked him to, and as in love with him as he had been, screw it as he was, there was no way he could refuse Scott even if he was asking him to spend time with Allison. He really needed to talk to her about all this, about how he had only recently started to become attracted to her and they weren't nearly as far along as she seemed to think they were. Lydia was right, Allison was kind of oblivious about all this it clearly wasn't healthy.
"What do you think it means?" Allison asked, and Isaac smiled, needing to talk about where they stood before she got any ideas into her head aside, he really did like her, he just didn't know how he liked her yet.
"I think it means you're probably mad." He said, and she shook her head.
"I'm not mad." She told him, and while that did make Isaac feel slightly better it wasn't the same as when Scott told him he wasn't mad at him for any reason, that made him feel all relieved and relaxed and safe, her saying it just made him feel a little better.
"No?" he asked, still kind of seeking the same feeling that Scott's insistence that he wasn't mad at him brought him.
"No." She insisted, and he was kind of bummed out, it just didn't feel the same. He knew it was unfair measuring her against Scott, completely unfair, and he did really like her and might consider giving them a chance if he could get his head on straight, but for now it was just...it was just too much of a reminder of what he had had with Scott that got so messed up and changed when Scott had dumped him out of the blue.
"Good." He said, feeling none of the relief and relaxation that Scott saying the exact same thing to him usually brought him.
"I'm frustrated." Allison explained, and unable to help himself he grinned as he looked at her.
"Sexually?" he asked cockily, and he had to admit, he certainly sympathised.
One, they were teenagers, they were all sexually frustrated. And two, he was kind of more sexually frustrated than most, well sexuality frustrated since he didn't know if he was coming or going, what he wanted or who, if he was gay or straight or bisexual, or anything else really for that matter.
She turned back to him, making them both laugh as little, and she looked at him smugly as if he had just proved her point about him making things uncomfortable (yeah maybe he had done that ah well) and she leaned forward as if to kiss his cheek.
And unconsciously, Isaac pulled away, preventing her from doing so.
He just couldn't, he couldn't explain it, and it didn't make sense, but he just wasn't ready to let her kiss him.
Taking it in her stride she made a taunting face at him and walked off through the crowd, as if beckoning him to follow, and he dutifully followed her down the stairs into the throng as she headed for the painting table.
What on earth did he do? How did he get stuck in this situation, being in love with Scott and being attracted to Allison, who was previously in love with Scott and now attracted to him, while Scott who had said he was in love with him was now attracted to Kira? None of this made any sense, if he managed to get his head round this any time soon, he would write a book so other poor saps didn't go through what he was going through.
He came to a stop at the painting table, where Allison had stripped off her shirt and was offering him a paintbrush.
"Do you want to talk about Scott or do you want to paint my body?" she asked coyly as he stared at her, her bra glowing pink in the blacklight.
Isaac was genuinely conflicted. Yes she had a very nice body, and yeah, he did like painting too it was fun that's why he took art, and well, she looked hot and he was a teenage guy, albeit a confused one.
But, well he also couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to paint Scott's gorgeous perfect body with its toned muscles and tanned skin, Isaac painting him and stroking him...
"I want to paint your body." He blurted out, and then as she smirked and handed him the paint brush, he couldn't help but resent the fact that it was Allison that he was painting.
Because attractive as she was and attracted to her as she was, quite simply, she wasn't Scott.
XX
Scott had led Kira up to the blissful quiet of the roof, away from the party, enjoying the peace as it assaulted his ears. Yeah super werewolf hearing definitely had some drawbacks, he and Isaac were going to drive his mother mad, they wouldn't be able to hear a thing tomorrow.
"You've got some paint on you." Kira told him with a smile and he hastily tried to rub it off.
"Still there." She said, and Scott rubbed at his cheek harder to try and get the paint off.
"Ugh." Scott grumbled, as she and Kira sat down on the edge of a fan, and she smiled.
"Here let me." She offered, licking her thumb and wiping the paint off of his cheek as he focused on this odd girl who had just walked right into his life and now had him completely smitten.
Well, half smitten. The other half was still very much in love with Isaac.
Why was his love life so damn frigging complicated?
But then it dawned on him what Kira was doing and he started to laugh, which of course made her start to laugh too.
"Oh my god, I can't believe you just mommed me." He said, not quit believing she had just done that, but really kind of glad that she had at the same time.
"I did not mom you." Kira retorted, and Scott nodded, his eyes dancing in amusement as he took in the beautiful girl beside him.
"Totally mommed me." He said firmly, and she laughed a little, bowing her head in embarrassment which simply made her seem all the more cute to him.
"Ok, I may have slightly mommed you." She admitted ruefully as they both laughed.
She then turned to him, her face serious and slightly scared, as if nervous of what she was about to ask.
And that particular expression struck a chord within him, because a certain blond guy he knew could look so scared and adorable doing the exact same thing, in fact he looked kind of cuter than Kira did doing it.
How on earth could they both remind him of the other, they'd only really met the once!
As he considered the similarities between the two people he wanted to be with, she looked at him, her gaze intense and he felt a slight trickle of foreboding as he could tell she was about to ask questions about stuff he didn't want to answer.
"How are you so ok with all this? I just showed you a picture that would send anyone else running the other way." She said, looking vaguely worried about whatever his response was going to be.
"Didn't look that bad to me." He said truthfully, and he had to admit, the fiery aura winding around her, all shiny and fox shaped, was kind of, well, attractive.
"I look like a demon from hell." Kira said in disbelief, and he did wish he could tell her everything, about werewolves, and druids and kanimas and everything else, but she was freaking out enough as it was and she really didn't need to know about them.
And besides, he liked that about her, the fact that she wasn't hurt or jaded by all the crappy stuff that went on in this town. She was still, pure he supposed was the word for it. Allison had been fairly pure as well until she had met him and her twisted aunt had roped her into the family business. And Isaac was far from pure about the supernatural, he knew enough about it and Scott would never have met him if it weren't for the supernatural, which in his quiet opinion more than balanced out the fact that Isaac wasn't pure when it came to the supernatural.
"Guess I saw something different." Scott said plainly, and Kira looked at him in vague confusion.
"What did you see?" she asked, and Scott shrugged a little.
"It kind of looked like it was protecting you, kind of like armour. And it doesn't look like a demon to me." He assured her, and she looked at him hesitantly, as if willing herself to believe she wasn't evil.
Maybe he had a thing for people who believed stuff about themselves. Because of the strange aura around herself, she believed she was a demon, Isaac believed he was worthless because of how his blasted father had treated him and Allison had spent a lot of time thinking she was weak when she was far from it. But all he knew was that he wanted to reassure Kira, make her realise she wasn't some fiery demon from hell and was actually one of the coolest and sweetest girls he had ever met. A girl he wouldn't be entirely opposed to becoming his girl. Actually he kind of wanted her to be his girl.
"What do you think it looked like?" she asked in the same hesitant voice.
"It looks like a fox." He told her softly, and he gently reached out to take her hand which she accepted, smiling a little.
"Foxes are kind of cool right?" she asked, and Scott nodded a slight smile on his face.
"Yeah. Not as cool as wolves obviously, but yeah, still cool." He told her, and she looked at him in vague confusion which made him smile as the two of them happily sat on the roof looking out at the pitch black town.
XX
Isaac and Allison were dancing. And not the awkward friends dancing people did, no, this was up close and intimate. And Allison was still wearing only her bra, and a lot of paint, and now Isaac was also painted too, with half his face a myriad of colours. How had they come to this?
And the worst part was, well the worst part that also doubled as the best part, he was actually enjoying himself, he liked being like this with her, but...he knew she wanted to kiss him. She was dancing up close and personal with him, and was looking very sultry and seductive as she did it, and boy was she hot.
But his mind kept wandering, yeah she was hot, and yeah he was enjoying himself, but he knew she wanted to kiss him and he, well he didn't want her to. He didn't want to kiss her. It was like there was some sort of block in his mind, if he kissed Allison, it was like if he kissed her, it would end all chances of something with Scott.
And as several times when he had been painting Allison he had been filled with a desire, a longing for Scott to be the one he was there with, his body to be the one he was painting. And he wanted it to be Scott he was kissing or not kissing, not her.
He truly did like Allison, and if he let go of the possibility of something happening with Scott, he could grow to love her. But he didn't want to let go of that possibility. He knew he wasn't being fair to Allison, he knew she liked him and wanted more from him, but he wasn't ready to go there yet. Not when he knew he was still in love with Scott.
But she was there, they were dancing, and it was nice and he was enjoying it, and she was so close, her arms were wrapped around his neck and she was beautiful, and completely ignoring the debate raging in his mind and the feeling that he was betraying Scott in so many ways, he bent down to kiss her.
But then, she stopped.
And, despite the fact that he wasn't sure where he really stood with her, he still felt slightly hurt by that. He just wanted to know if she really did like him like that or if she was just messing him around. And besides, every time he tried to kiss someone recently it had resulted in him getting hurt. True her rebuffing him hadn't hurt as much as when Scott had broken up with him after he had kissed him, but it still hurt. Maybe his kissing was bad?
"What's wrong?" he asked, and she frowned as she felt up his neck.
"There's something on your neck, it's behind your ear." She told him, frowning in concern, and he felt his blood run cold, behind his ear was where that thing had taken a hold of him.
The two of them quickly left the dance floor and rushed to the toilet, Isaac remembering where it was from when he lived here, it seemed like so long ago, before his love life had gotten so complicated.
Reminding himself to kick Derek in the nuts the next time he saw him (this was all his fault if he hadn't chucked him out he probably wouldn't have fallen in love with Scott) they entered the dingy bathroom, Allison scrutinising it with her eyes as she turned his face towards the mirror so he could see.
"It's some sort of mark, you see it?" she asked as they looked into the mirror.
"What is that?" Isaac asked, not at all liking the black mark that had appeared behind his ear and wasn't coming off no matter how much he rubbed it.
Yeah one night when he and Scott had been lying beside each other, Isaac stroking his finger around Scott's tattoo he had considered the idea of getting one, admittedly being almost convinced when Scott had decided he would love to see Isaac with one, but if he was going to get one he wanted to decide where and when and what he got, not some evil dark man with freaky glowing eyes.
"It looks like the number five." Allison said, her face puzzled and he turned back to look at her and was about to say something about the mysterious mark when a noise made him change his tune.
"Did you hear that?" he asked, distracted by the noise and when he heard it again, his Scott given mission kicked in and he pushed her back slightly as he edged over to the bins, stopping in surprise when he saw Ethan, who he had to admit he hadn't seen in ages, lying on the floor, his eyes glassy, his shirtless body painted, staring into nothing.
Isaac's first thought was that he was dead. And to his eternal annoyance, the fact that Ethan was dead didn't fill him with satisfaction. In fact he kind of felt guilty. Deciding he ought to kick Scott in the nuts too for rubbing off on him and making him care about people (stupid dorky loveable Alpha who cared about everybody) he got to his knees and propped a freezing cold Ethan up against the wall, his entire body shaking as he did so.
"Isaac, he's...he's just like you were." She said hesitantly, and he shot her a look of pure venom that made her recoil slightly.
"Still happy we gave your dad time?" he hissed at her before turning his gaze back to Ethan while she pouted slightly (and she wasn't nearly as cute as Scott was when he pouted).
Ethan was shaking, he was completely frozen, and his eyes were rolling in his head, and Isaac didn't like it one bit. They needed to find Aiden, he was his brother, he could help warm Ethan up, but that didn't help him right now. And he doubted Aiden would be as willing to cuddle up to Ethan as Scott had been with him. Well Danny would do it but they had broken up. But so had he and Scott. Deciding to see if he could convince Danny to stay with Ethan later (for goodness sake, he was helping Ethan's love life now god save him) he looked at the shaking former Alpha before him, his eyes rolling in his head.
He'd been there, he'd suffered that. And he knew how much it sucked, and Ethan didn't have someone like Scott or Melissa to help him feel better.
So he had to help him just like how Chris had helped him.
"What are you doing?" Allison asked, and Isaac looked warily at Ethan's shivering and shaking form, preparing to defend himself if Ethan retaliated badly to what he was about to do.
"It'll trigger the healing." He told her, and snapped Ethan's arm, and only felt a minor bit of satisfaction as he did it.
And as Ethan roared in pain and started shivering back to life, Allison crouched down beside him, turning his weak head the other way and found a mark identical to the one on Isaac's neck.
"It's the same, exactly the same." She told him worriedly, and he shot her an angry look that made her look away.
It wasn't fair to take it out on her, but well, he'd told her they had to tell Scott and now look.
"Ethan?" Isaac asked, tapping his cheek lightly to bring Ethan's attention back to him.
"I-Isaac?" he shuddered, his entire body completely freezing and Allison looked around for something to wrap him in.
"Yeah, it's me. Let me guess, you feel like total crap, you're freezing and you kind of want to hurl?" he asked, all business, and Ethan nodded, his teeth chattering, wincing as he moved his arm.
"Yeah, h-how did you know?" he asked, his entire body shaking and Isaac frowned worriedly.
"Because they got me last night." He informed him, and Ethan shuddered, but this time he could tell it wasn't out of cold, it was out of fear.
"They, they came out the shadows, out the darkness and they sprang me. They were-"
"Really creepy dudes all dressed in black with glowing yellow eyes and metal facemasks, I know, I remember." He said, not unkindly, and Ethan nodded, looking around the room nervously as if afraid they might attack them again, a nervousness that Isaac himself was beginning to share.
"You, they attacked you?" he asked weakly, and Isaac nodded as Ethan desperately held onto his hand, as if seeking warmth from even that small source made him feel slightly better.
"Yeah, they're not nice guys." He told him, and Allison made a noise of frustration.
"There's nothing around here I can wrap you in, sorry Ethan." She said, but he ignored her, keeping his attention focused on Isaac.
"What are they?" he asked, his voice flooded with fear, and Isaac shook his head.
"I wish I knew, all I know is, they aren't good news. Come on, we need to get you to Aiden. And to Danny, you like that idea?" he asked, and Ethan nodded, and his eyes misted over slightly, giving Isaac pause.
Yeah, Ethan really did love Danny. Strange how that had happened since he was only meant to be using him originally to get to Scott.
"Yeah, Danny, good." Ethan said, his teeth chattering and Isaac got him to his feet, and as he looked to make sure Ethan was still alright, he saw the younger of the two twins pouting at him, though his eyes were still very unfocused.
"What's wrong?" he asked, and Ethan looked at his arm sadly, as if lamenting its very existence.
"You broke my arm." He whined, and Isaac grinned a little.
"You kicked the snot out of me several times and you're holding that against me? I did it to save you, it kick started the healing process." He explained, and Ethan gave him a shy smile.
"I guessed. So...thanks." he said simply, and Isaac smiled a little as Allison took a told of Ethan's other side and moved towards the door.
"you're welcome. Alright, we get Aiden, we get Danny...then we tell Scott." Isaac said harshly, and Allison nodded meekly as they took the former Alpha towards the door.
"Ok." She said quietly, and Ethan shook his head.
"No, Scott first, he'll know what to do." He slurred weakly, and Isaac smirked a little.
"Not even part of the pack and already thinking like a beta. Alright, we'll look for Scott, but if we see Danny or Aiden on the way, you're going to them sunshine because damn are you heavy!" Isaac complained and Ethan sagged a little, his entire body just wanting to collapse in a heap and curl in on itself for warmth.
"Bite me bitch." He mumbled, and Isaac smirked.
"There's gratitude for you. Come on asshat, let's find someone to help." He told the twin and after a nod from Allison, they were about to leave the room when a roar echoed through the building, making Ethan perk up a little as they heard it, and making Isaac stop with a hesitant smile on his face.
"Derek?"
XX
Scott arrived in the main room just as everyone was leaving, actually running towards the exit. And as he came to a stop, he quickly took in the room. Aiden, Derek was inexplicably back, and Isaac (half his face glowing with paint which made him look very sexy), Allison and between them a weak and shaking Ethan.
Scott suppressed a flare of annoyance as Isaac met his eyes across the room. While he was relieved to see Isaac was alright, it was clear from the state Ethan was in that whatever had happened to Isaac the night before had happened to him now.
Which meant Isaac had lied to him.
And which also probably meant that it was something to do with the five mysterious black clad figures standing silently and creepily throughout the room, the figures that Ethan and Isaac were looking at in terror.
Confident Kira was safely behind him, Scott exchanged a quick glance with a nervous Derek and a scared Isaac (all of a sudden he wanted to run over and hold him despite being mad at him), before he turned his full attention to the black clad men, who, as one, all turned and faced Aiden, black smoke billowing off their bodies.
"Guys, they're all looking at me." Aiden said nervously, and Ethan made a slight noise of panic in his throat as he did so.
And the soldiers then marched jarringly towards a panicking Aiden.
"Why are they all looking at me?" he asked, his voice now scared, and as they took another step towards him, Scott knew he couldn't wait anymore.
Whatever they wanted, they were going to try and hurt Aiden. And despite what he had used to be, he couldn't allow that to happen.
He was going to make sure of it.
Both he and Derek ran forwards, their claws aiming right for the shadow men, Scott clawing right for the neck. And it was then that they started to twirl away from the two werewolves, one felled Derek with a kick, and while Scott grazed one, it turned the fall into a spiral, landing deftly on its feet while another cartwheeled right next to him, making Scott look around in alarm, and begging that no one else tried to fight these things, because whatever they were, they were seriously good and even more seriously scary.
But then Derek cleared the room in a jump, and Scott was actually relieved when he snapped the neck of the one he landed in front of. They could be killed, because whatever these things were, they weren't human, not with their eyes glowing like that. And besides, they didn't smell human, they smelled...weird, like damp leaves and wood.
And as he looked to see where Derek was heading next, the ones who's neck he had broke turned its head back to him and slammed Derek across the room, giving a slight Nazgul like cry as it did so.
Scott was in front of a paralysed Aiden, determined to protect him and rolling away from the attack of the one that was coming at him but when he came back up, his opponent was there and the next thing he felt was its freezing cold hand on his chest that threw him over the room and sent him crashing into some barrels, where he lay groaning weakly.
The thing advanced on Aiden as Scott rolled to his side, in time to see Isaac leave Ethan with Allison and run towards it, claws extending. And then, as Isaac prepared to fight, the damn thing turned and pulled a smoking sword from its chest.
It pulled a fucking sword from its chest, span it around, and pointed it at Isaac.
At his Isaac.
And unbidden an image of Gerard slicing a werewolf in half came to mind, and his heart caught in his throat, this damn thing was threatening to kill Isaac, to make him very very dead.
NO!
Isaac backed off in alarm, looking less than impressed by the appearance of the sword, and to Scott's temporary relief, the thing turned away from him, turning back to a paralysed and trembling Aiden.
"Somebody do something!" Allison encouraged as she was now supporting a weak and shaking and fearful Ethan all by herself.
Two of the things then grabbed hold of Aiden, and then the one that had threatened his Isaac approached, eyes glowing a freaky yellow and pressed its hand to Aiden's neck. Aiden stood stock still, there was a puff of air, and Aiden's eyes rolled in his head as he collapsed to the ground, shivering.
Yeah, these things were exactly what had happened to Isaac.
And now they were looking for their next victim.
And as they all turned toward Scott, he knew who it was.
Him.
He growled slightly, claws growing and eyes glowing as they advanced, and then, in fear, and with a strong desire to protect her too, Scott turned back to see Kira right behind him looking at him in shock.
Deciding he would deal with that later, he growled a challenge to these evil smoke ninjas and was about to spring on them when he felt a warm light touch his face. The ninjas stopped dead, their metallic evil faces turning to face the window as the sun started to come shining through the glass. And with a stream of smoke, they were gone as sunlight flooded the room, leaving the entire group looking at each other nervously, not quite believing they were gone.
Ethan managed to disentangle himself from Allison and ran as well as he was able to Aiden, crouching down beside his brother and bringing him close, trying to warm him up, and Scott turned to the room at large.
"What the hell were those things?" he demanded, and then he heard Isaac behind him, making him turn to face him.
"Your dad's twenty four hours are up." He bit out to Allison, and Scott suppressed a flare of anger, of course a fucking hunter was involved, especially Argent was involved, whatever went wrong in this town usually had someone from his family's fingerprints all over it.
"Aiden..." Ethan said, panicked, and Isaac crossed to him, looked at Ethan, who nodded, and with that, Isaac snapped Aiden's arm, making him roar and his eyes flash blue, kick starting his own healing.
"Even with that, you're still going to feel like crap. Hey Derek can they stay here?" he asked, and Derek, while glaring at him and the twins, nodded reluctantly, and with that, he crossed to help Isaac get the twins to their feet and get to their room.
"They can take Cora's room." He said without explanation and Scott turned to Allison, his mood none too good.
"Call your dad and find out what the hell they were." He ordered angrily and she nodded meekly and got out her phone, looking at him apologetically.
"I made Isaac..." she muttered softly, and he gave a bark like growl that shut her right up and put her back on her assigned task.
Isaac had met those scary ass things, he'd been attacked by them, almost killed by them, and he had kept quiet about it. He hadn't told him, his best friend, his roommate, his Alpha, his ex boyfriend. He hadn't told Scott.
And that was seriously pissing him off. Someone had tried to kill him, kill his Isaac, and he hadn't thought that he had needed to know? What the hell had he been thinking?
Isaac came back down the stairs, Derek following.
"I'm not getting through." Allison said worriedly, and Scott turned to her.
"Keep trying." He ordered, and she nodded, heading towards the door.
"Hey kid, you ok? Come on, we should get you to safety." Derek said to a seriously freaked out Kira, and she nodded weakly, and Scott exchanged a glance with Derek.
"Take her to my bike please." He said, and he nodded, leading Kira from the room.
Leaving Isaac alone with Scott.
"They attacked you last night didn't they?" Scott demanded, and Isaac nodded, not meeting Scott's eyes.
"Yeah. They're why I was so cold, they attacked me when I was at Allison's, branded me too apparently." He muttered, looking at his shoes.
"And you didn't tell me why?" Scott demanded, the anger barely contained in his voice.
These things had tried to kill him. They had tried to kill Isaac, take him from him, and had now tried to kill everyone else he cared about all in one night.
These damn things had attacked the people who were for all intents and purposes, his pack. And Isaac had known about them and had said nothing.
"Allison's dad wanted a day to investigate." He said meekly, and Scott tried to keep his temper in check.
"Isaac, those things attacked all of us tonight. They attacked you last night. And they looked more than willing to kill all of us. And you knew, and you didn't tell me! All because Chris Argent asked you too, when they're probably something to do with him anyway? What the hell?" Scott yelled, and Isaac looked up at him pleadingly.
"I'm sorry! I wanted to tell you, but Allison..."
"Of course, Allison asked you." Scott said angrily, and he knew that was unfair, especially considering his past with Allison, but he was too angry and frightened that these things had almost killed all his friends to care.
Isaac snarled back angrily at that comment, eyes flashing gold in challenge.
"She asked me not to tell you, and I agreed. You want to know why? Because I reckoned you had enough to worry about with adding my problems on top of them!" he bit back, and Scott growled in frustration.
"Yeah, but those things hurt you, which does make it my problem, and we were totally unprepared tonight because you kept quiet! They could have killed you, they could have killed all of us, and you didn't tell me." Scott finished, his voice shaking as it sank in that Isaac hadn't thought to tell him that he'd been hurt by some evil smoking ninjas.
He'd rather keep quiet than tell him something about him now. He'd rather do what Allison told him than tell Scott anything.
And he could have lost him as a result of it.
"I-I thought you had enough on your plate." Isaac said softly, going back to looking at his shoes.
Scott knew he couldn't leave it like this. Isaac looked so miserable and he looked genuinely sorry, he knew he hadn't meant for this to happen, but Scott couldn't get that ninja pointing a sword at him out of his head.
Isaac could have died tonight.
And because Isaac had said nothing, because he didn't want to be a burden and because Allison had asked him to, Scott wouldn't have been able to do a damn thing about it and would have lost the person he loved most in the world.
"I'm taking Kira home." Scott said emotionlessly and turned and left the loft, leaving Isaac standing in the sun flooded room, still looking at his shoes with tears running down his face.
And as the door slammed behind his Alpha, Isaac gulped a little as he mumbled.
"I'm sorry."
Oh dear dear dear.
Our poor boys. I know Scott came off as kind of angry there, but I reckon he would have been if he found out that Isaac had known about the things that could have killed them all and didnt tell anyone. I still dont like that Isaac didnt just ignore Allison and tell Scott. Though I should point out that here, he's more scared than anything else because everyone he cares about was there, and they all could have died and Isaac hadnt told him about the Oni in the first place. And as we know, he does love Isaac so the Oni pointing a sword at him, not going to go over well.
As an aside, am I the only one who thought Isaac looked really hot with his face all painted?
Poor Isaac, now he feels bad. Don't worry, they wont be arguing for long.
I have to say I kind of enjoy the scenes I'm doing with Ethan and Isaac, I'm hoping I can keep them going with the rest of the chapters for this season. In other words, I dont particuarly want Ethan and Isaac trying to kill each other, but as we know, as Scott and Isaac arent together, we dont usually get what we want on Teen Wolf, otherwise Isaac would have been in it the last two weeks
That said this weeks episode was very interesting. But if Stiles doesnt have the dementia his mother had, will Scott consider making him a werewolf? I dont think hell be as willing to do it if hell be turning his best friend into a wolf just to get rid of the nogitsune, to me hed probably feel better about it if he knew it would save his life too (well from the demtnia, not the nogitsune)
Anyway, hope you enjoyed, and are still enjoying, we still have two episodes left before Isaac gets electrocuted and dont worry ive got ideas for that one too, so theres still plenty more to come!
As always all you lovely people, thank you for reading, favourting, following and reviewing and please keep it up it means a lot!