Holy Hell guys! I wasn't even going to update Formality this weekend, but against protest in my mind I'm doing it. So that, way Code Breaker will be even better. So the next update is in 2 hours for the second part. And I just realized I'm close to done with season 1 of Hellmouth! Uber excited and almost sad actually, but don't worry, it'll be back in May! Which isn't long now is it? Anyways Enjoy!
To say that Allison was in a state of shock would've been an understatement. She was downright terrified. That thing that her aunt chained up wasn't even normal. Hell, her aunt didn't seem to be the woman that she had grown close to over the years. It was all too much. And the torture that her aunt seemed to be enjoying on Derek was appalling, but her aunt's word still echo in her mind.
"You want to know your family history? This is what we do. You want to be strong? This is the way how." Kate told her. It was like fantasy decided to clash with reality and reality didn't seem like it was winning. Allison had to get out of there. Nothing felt real anymore until she got pulled over.
"This is not me." She said aloud. The sheriff was a bit confused, but could tell that Allison wasn't her normal self.
"Look, Allison I'm not going to write you a ticket, but mind your speed." He told her.
"No, I want you to. It'll make everything real." She begged him. The Sheriff knew this wasn't normal behavior from the girl.
"Look, I don't know what's going on, but whatever it is. You can handle it. Be strong."
She looked at the Sheriff as if what he said made sense. She nodded her head and made her choice. She refused to be weak again.
Scott found himself still at the clinic on the metal table. As he sat up, he noticed Stiles sitting in a chair in the corner. She was knocked out.
"Stiles?" He called out to her. She didn't budge. Stiles had actually been there all night. Thanks to the call from Deaton. She made her way over to the clinic glad to see that Deaton was actually helping. She didn't bother asking questions. She was just happy that her friend was safe.
"Stiles!" He tried again. This time she does wake up and manage to shake off the sleepy feeling.
"Scott! Man, I'm glad you're okay." She rushed by his side and hugged him. Unaware, that he was still in pain.
"Ow, Stiles you're hurting me."
"Shit, my bad." She lets him go.
"Ah, Scott I see you're awake." Deaton said as he appeared. Both teens looked over to Deaton as if he were some kind of an alien.
"What happened?" Scott asked.
"You got shot with wolfsbane bullets, but I managed to get most of the poison out. Just give your wounds time to heal." He explained.
Before Scott could question Deaton farther, the bell of the clinic rang and Scott felt that sense of dread again. Deaton noticed the reaction and yet remained unfazed. He headed out to see who it was.
"You have something of mine." Peter told him, but Deaton wasn't impressed. In fact, Deaton knew exactly what Peter was.
"Sorry, pick-up isn't until tomorrow during normal business hours. You can come back then." Deaton said without hesitation.
"Or I could simply just take it from you." Peter told him, making his way close to the counter. He didn't get far because something seemed to have kept him from getting closer. "Mountain ash? That's an old one." Peter noted.
"Like I said. Pick-up is tomorrow." Deaton repeated. Peter, then throws a chair at Deaton, but Deaton didn't flinch as the chair shattered into pieces against the wall.
"This isn't over." Peter said, the message was aimed at Scott.
Both Scott and Stiles managed to get to the McCall residence without a problem, but it wasn't until then that Scott realized his phone was missing. As he searched frantically, Stiles watched from the wall completely unfazed.
"I gotta find it to get to Derek." He explained. If his room was ever clean, it certainly wasn't now. He threw things left and right.
"Uh, why?" She tried to hold back her eye roll at the mention of Derek's name. He still hadn't opened up the link and she doubted that he would anytime soon.
"Peter's going to go after Allison. Damn it, where is it? Why aren't you helping? Use that link of yours." Scott asked throwing a pair of socks at her. That's when she actually did roll her eyes.
"First, off your sock stinks. Second, I can't. He shut me out, so it won't work. You probably lost it when you were fighting. Remember, he tried to kill you after you stopped him from killing Jackson. I mean, are you even seeing a pattern of violent behavior here?" She asked.
Scott stopped for a moment with his search. He remembered Derek saving him.
"He wasn't going to kill anyone. Besides he saved me from the bullets and there is no way I'm going to let him die." Scott told her.
"Could you at least think about letting him die? For me." Stiles whined. She didn't actually mean it, but she was still annoyed at the whole situation.
"We need him to stop Peter." Scott reminded her. She shrugged knowing that Scott was right and began searching as well.
"So are you not going to tell me who the Alpha is?" Kate asked Derek after she sent another shot of electricity to electrify through Derek's body. She had been at this for hours and still got nothing. Which was perfectly fine considering how she was enjoying herself. Derek groaned in pain, but still remained silent.
"Well, knowing you it's either because you want to kill him yourself or you're protecting him. Now why would you do that? I mean after all he did kill your sister." Kate questioned him.
Kate stood in front of him, with that smile that he fell for in the first place. That same damn smile that was the reason for everything in his life to wrong. It hurt just even knowing that it was his fault why things are the way they are now.
"Look at that sour face. Smile Derek someone could be falling in love with it." Kate taunted. His mind suddenly flashed to Stiles and how she had called him a Sourwolf. He wondered if she knew happened or even if she cared anymore.
"Don't you just hate it when people smile?" Kate had a smile of her own. "Doesn't it just make you want to kick them in the teeth?" Derek sent her a glare.
"I can think of one." He told her.
"Promise?" Kate asked as she stepped closer to him. "You know what I miss most about us Derek. I miss all the times we tried to kill each other. We were so good together. But it seems that you have moved on, which is good for you I guess." Derek just stared at her as she continued. "Does she know? The girl from the house. Excellent liar by the way. I almost believed her. Stiles, I believe is the name. Does she know what you are?"
Derek made a jerking moving at the mention of the name and Kate doesn't miss a beat.
"Touchy, huh?" Kate smirked. "What is she to you?"
"Are you going to torture me or talk me to death?" Derek demanded. His voice was filled with hate.
"Haha, I love how much you hate me. But sweetie I'm not going to do anything, but he will." Kate said as a random man entered the room.
"What do you mean you can't go to the dance?" Stiles asked in a hushed whisper. They were in the library. They were supposed to be studying and as usual they were not.
"Coach said that since I'm failing I can't go. He'd rather lost his other testicle than lose his star player." Scott explained. "I have to think of something else." And as if the answer to his dilemma showed up Jackson appeared by a bookshelf. Scott got up and Stiles knew that whatever idea Scott had wasn't going to work.
"I doubt it'll work." She told him.
"It couldn't hurt to try." Scott told her. Once they made it to Jackson was confused. "Hey, Jackson take Allison to the dance." It wasn't even an ask it was more a demand. Jackson was shocked, but quickly played it off.
"No, screw you." Jackson told Scott. "No wait, screw you too." He then pointed at Stiles. "Better yet screw each other." Jackson told them.
"Don't make me punch you again," Stiles warned him. "And besides he saved your ass."
"He left me for dead." Jackson snipped.
"I got shot for you." Scott claimed.
"Oh yeah? Show me the bullet wound."
"You know it healed."
"How convenient."
"If not for me, then do it for Allison."
Jackson still walked away clearly not interested. He left a brooding Scott and a victorious Stiles. Stiles, however couldn't resist her comment.
"I'm not going to say 'I told you so' because the words aren't strong enough. 'How about I'm always always right and you should listen to me every every time for the sake of your wolfhood' How does that sound?" She looked over at Scott.
"I'm not done." Scott mumbled as he walked to follow Jackson.
"Of course not." She muttered and followed. Next thing she knew Scott threw Jackson against a wall.
Scott's plan does work and after many times of persuasion Allison unwillingly agreed to go to the formal with Jackson.
Stiles didn't have a date to the formal, but she agreed for Scott's sake to help him out. She was having a hard time, deciding on which dress to get. Actually, dress wearing wasn't exactly her forte.
"Stiles?" Allison's voice caught her attention. Stiles looked over and saw Landon and Allison head her way.
"Hey, what are you doing here? I thought you weren't going?" Stiles asked. Allison shrugged her shoulders.
"I wasn't, but Jackson pretty much begged me," Allison explained. Stiles smiled to herself, "And so Landon here offered to get me a dress as a sign of good will. Are you going to the dance?"
"Yeah, just having a hard time deciding on what to wear." Stiles looked back her choices. There was a short light pink dress with a black bow on the side and another one with the same design, but instead it was light blue.
"Do you have a date?" Landon asked her. Stiles could feel her face flash. Of course, she didn't.
"No, I'm going alone."
"Uh-huh," Landon mumbled looking at her. "Well, that's unacceptable. You're going with me." Landon told her. For reason, that didn't excite Stiles as it should have.
"Okay." She replied with a smile on her face.
Kate, yet again ignored another call from her brother. The moment Chris found out Kate's little scuffle with Derek he knew something was wrong. She was tip-toeing around the code and something seemed a bit off about her, but she simply played it off. As she placed back down her phone she went back over to her play thing. Derek looked tired, but he still wasn't going to say anything.
"I got to admit Derek, some things about you never change. I mean seriously it took forever for me to get you to trust me. Did you ever tell Laura, how exactly I found out?" She questioned him. But Derek still remained silent. He didn't even bother to look at her. That pain and guilt feeling washed over him.
"Oh honey," Kate said with fake sympathy, "That's a lot of guilt to keep carrying. Does Stiles know? Does she know that you're the reason your family is dead." She rubbed her hand down his stomach, but Derek snarled at the touch.
"I doubt they would blame you though. After all, you got tricked by a pretty face. Handsome young werewolf mistakenly falls in love with a super-hot girl who comes from a family that kills werewolves." Kate offered. "Don't think I'll let you go so easily though. You're going to help track down the rest of the pack. Wouldn't that be fun? It'll be history repeating itself." There's a wicked grin on her face. But for some reason, what she had said gets stuck in her head.
She walked around the room, wondering why it was that phrase that seemed to make sense of all the sudden.
"History repeating itself," She looked over at Derek as it clicked. "That Jackson kid isn't the other beta. It's Scott."
Later, that evening everyone was at the dance. Jackson was possibly the worse date ever considering how he wouldn't stop his pregame drinking.
"Is Scott going to be here?" Allison asked him.
"He should be." Jackson told her. In that moment, Landon and Stiles both arrive. Stiles had a nervous smile on her face while Landon had a look of disdain the moment he saw Jackson.
"Jackson, you look handsome this evening." Landon noted.
"I always do." Jackson snared before walking away.
"Why do I feel like I'm going to regret this evening?" Allison asked both of them.
"It's Jackson, it's a natural reaction. No offense Landon." Stiles replied.
"None taken. Let's go and Allison smile. Somebody could be falling in love with it." Landon told her.
Scott did make it to the dance. He snuck in through the roof, which really was an easy thing to do. He surveyed the room until his eyes landed on Peter, but as soon as Peter disappeared he vanished. Scott also see that Allison and Jackson are attempting to dance, but it looked like Allison wasn't having that good of a time. It didn't help that Jackson wasn't even paying attention to her. His attention was all on Landon, who Stiles had some managed to dance with her. That's when he heard an unpleasant voice.
"McCall!" Crap, it was Coach Finstock. Scott quickly tried to hide from him, but that didn't stop Coach from following him.
"You're not supposed to be here McCall and once I find you your ass is out." Coach told him. Scott made his way off in a random direction, until he ran into Danny.
"Danny! Dance with me." Scott urged him.
"What? No." Danny declared, but Scott didn't give him a choice in the matter. The moment Coach finally caught up with Scott, Scott and Danny were already dancing together.
"Problem Coach?" Scott asked innocently. The music had stopped and people were already looking at Coach like he was the bad guy.
"Uh…no. Continue. Everybody dance for crying out loud." On command, the music picked back up and everyone went back to dancing. Scott, then quickly left Danny. Not only did it leave Danny confused, but it also left Danny's date confused as well.