(Chapter 8)
Sam Mellal stood opposite of Alexis Rogue inside the circle of candles. Their magic roared raw around them as they clashed against each other causing the wind to become violent and the candles to blow out. Green met teal as Sam stared into the other witch's eyes. "What do you want?" he asked.
Her accent was thick with condescending amusement. "Scoping the competition." She looked the younger witch up and down before sneering. "But I don't see any."
"Maybe I underestimated the amount of brain cells you possess." Sam replied with bite. Alexis's sneer fell into an impassive look. "So, I'll ask again, what do you want?" he repeated.
Alexis hummed buffing her nails against her jacket and then eyeing them, buying her some time as she thought about the way she should go about her plan. Gerard wanted his cooperation and thought that threatening him would work. She was unsure. She knew from personal experience when you back a small creature into a corner they're liable to lash out and bite you. "All right, so here's the deal, Gerard wants your help."
The Mellal witch blinked; Alexis almost thought he was a little slow. "Gerard…Argent?" he asked as if that was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard.
"No, Gerard Butler, of course Gerard Argent." She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest.
"And why, pray tell, would I help him?" Sam questioned curiously and mirrored Alexis's stance.
"Why shouldn't you?" Alexis challenged. "You strut around helping these mutts that tramples around these parts." Green eyes flashed dangerously and Alexis knew she struck a nerve in the witch in front of her. He was so emotional and easy to read. "So, it shouldn't be an issue for you to help him, no?" she tilted her head.
"Except, those mutts, you so fondly called them, I've known for most of my life and haven't done anything for me to deny them my help." Sam countered and tightened his grip around his arm.
Alexis rolled her eyes, the loyalties this kid had to these mutts disgusted her. "All right, fine, then you could just hear Gerard out, who could it hurt?" she asked.
"Me, it's literally makes me ill even thinking about the man, let alone being in his presence." Sam snarked. "It took me a week to recover from being in the principal's office with him."
"So, you won't meet him?"
"How about you just tell me what he wants and I'll decide whether or not I'm willing to help him." Sam suggested with a sigh, he was tired after the spell he just performed and felt a little off at the moment.
The older witch eyed him for a moment. There was a strange residual energy sticking to him. She dismissed it. "Fine." Alexis uncrossed her arms and stuffed them into the pocket of her jacket. "The hunters have recently found a family of supernatural creatures living in Beacon Hills."
Sam raised a brow, not giving an inch. "Okay." He stretched the word, urging her to continue.
"Well, they connected some of the deaths to them after they followed one to a roof and waited until he left before they searched the roof." Alexis told him. "They found a body burned alive on top of the roof." Sam had to keep himself from flinching. The spirit possessing Laura had to have caused it. "And that's not all," Alexis added, "there were magical runes carved into the ground, Gerard was curious so he looked into the police reports and found out that it was a boy."
Sam gulped down pooling saliva. "What did those runes do? What were their use?" he asked.
Alexis stared into green eyes. "I checked up on those runes and found out that they're used to contain witches in a field that prevents them from using their magic, meaning that someone with the capabilities to use magic had done it. Meaning, also, that the boy had been a witch."
"And who do you think caused the death?"
"A family of kitsune." Alexis revealed causing Sam's eyes widened. "I know that one of them goes to your school, Conner Wasser."
"Alright, Yoko Ono, no need to stalk Wasser." He joked nervously.
Alexis scoffed. "Look, Kitsune have a affinity for using magical spells even if they can't mold or use magic in the ways we can, they're dangerous to us, all these animals are."
Sam knew she just wasn't referring to Conner's family but to Scott, Derek and his pack, possibly even Lydia. He wanted to open his mouth and deny that Conner's family had any involvement in the deaths but the would mean he'd have to reveal the spirit that was possessing Laura, and then Gerard and his family of psychopaths would hunt after her. He couldn't do that. He couldn't let Laura be killed again, so kept quiet about it. "And why do you need my help taking down a family of kitsune but have no problem killing off werewolves?" he inquired tersely.
"There are many of them and Gerard doesn't want to make a spectacle of it all, so he only wants to target the one that caused the death: Brandon Wasser."
The younger witch didn't even have to think about it. "No, I'm not helping you kill anyone." And with that he turned around and began to pick up the candlesticks. The howling winds had come to an end as Sam withdrew his magic.
Alexis watched as he collected the candlesticks and sighed. She knew she'd have to do this and held no qualms about it. She grabbed the backpack from her back and pulled it off before unzipping it. She pulled out a laptop and opened it, and then turned it on.
As Sam finally finished picking up the candlesticks, he stood up and straight, zipping it up. "Ahh!" Sam turned around sharply and his jaw dropped at the video playing on the laptop. It was Laura crouching in front of Allison, who had fallen to the ground. Laura lunged for Allison but Conner appeared from her side and knocked Laura away.
"Okay, maybe I should warn Conner he has a stalker!" he exclaimed.
Alexis shut the laptop. "I wonder how Gerard will react to knowing that a possessed werewolf tried to kill his granddaughter." Sam gulped. Like he said before, Gerard has killed for less and he'd already have all the reason in the world to target Laura, even before he sees this video.
"And if I were to just destroy the computer?" Sam challenged. His magic crawled around the foundation of the forest and trees that surrounded them. It threatened to tear them from the roots and burn down everything around them.
Alexis didn't flinch. "As if I wouldn't make a backup."
Sam felt his heart hammering against his chest. He couldn't allow someone else to take the fall for his grandmother's mistake but he couldn't let Laura be killed again, even if that isn't her soul inside the body. He's now working against the clock. "My grandmother always told me witches were supposed to be guardian of nature." He said.
"An overrated title." Alexis dismissed bored.
"You'd be alright with killing someone who was innocent of that killing when you know that it wasn't him?"
"It's either blaming someone else for the killings and leaving the she-wolf alone to get your cooperation or it's threatening the lives of your family to get it, your choice."
Sam chuckled mockingly. "If your other option is threatening my family, you can go ahead, but if you're able to find my father and keep him in one place for a minute, I'll be more impressed than upset."
"I wasn't referring to your blood relative; I'm sure you wouldn't be very happy if the pretty redhead and quirky brunette boy were to suddenly go missing." Alexis countered. As soon as Alexis finished her sentence, she gasped as her feet left the ground and she was thrown through the air until her back met the tree trunk with a loud thud.
She winced in pain when she fell to her knees on the ground and looked up. Sam was standing in the same spot as before with his hand extended in her direction and eyes glowing with fury. "Tough guy, huh? Okay." She muttered getting to her feet.
Sam tensed as the other witch got to her feet and her teal eyes began to glow.
Alexis opened her unzipped jacket and grabbed two six-inch daggers with a rune encrypted on the handles of it. She glanced over at the laptop on the ground near Sam; it was still open but the screen had cracked. She huffed before bursting into action.
Sam gasped when she, suddenly, appeared in front of him and swiped the dagger in her right hand at his forehead. He jerked back, avoiding the knife, and then ducked under the knife aimed for his shoulder. He wasn't able to avoid her slamming a knee into his chest and then foot into his shoulder, sending him skidding away.
Coming to a stop on his back, Sam opened his eyes and saw Alexis standing over him. He rolled away, avoiding a knife stabbing him in the chest. Quickly, he lashed out with a kick to Alexis's hand, knocking it away from the knife handle and then pointed his palm at her. "Motus!" he yelled.
Alexis ducked and rolled to the right, allowing the spell to soar until it hit the tree behind where Alexis stood. The tree exploded showering them both in debris. They closed their eyes. Sam blindly rolled on all fours and then began to crawl away from where he assumed Alexis was.
When he was sure that it was safe to open his eyes, he glanced over his shoulder and saw Alexis getting to her feet. So, quickly getting to his feet, he looked at her dagger still buried in the ground up to the hilt and pointed his palm at it.
The older witch watched as the knife flew from the ground and then pointed its blade at her before darting forward. She batted the knife away with her other and then threw her other knife with precise aim at Sam.
He grunted when the knife grazed his arm. The sharp dagger cut through his jacket, shirt sleeve and left a small open cut on his arm. Sam ignored the injury and went to throw Alexis away again but paused when he felt a burning sensation in his arm.
Alexis sighed standing up straight and glanced over at the fallen knife she had thrown and then the knife Sam had been able to use against her before holding her hand out. The two weapons floated from the ground and then flew into her open hand. She placed them back inside her open jacket. "Fights over." She announced.
Sam shook his arms trying to rid himself of the burning sensation. "Why? I can still fight!" he snapped angrily. But that proved to be false as he fell on his back, his legs no longer able to support him. He cursed, wondering what the hell was happening.
"No, you can't, as we talk the paralytic are working their way through your systems." She stated. Once she made it over to him, she kneeled beside him and eyed the small wound her dagger inflicted. Sam tried to flinch away from her but he couldn't move. "My dagger didn't dig deep enough, you should be up and moving in five minutes."
"Bitch!" he sneered through clenched teeth. "If you or those Argents touch Lydia or Stiles, I will tear you all open from the inside out and paint the roads in your blood." He threatened angrily. He's never felt more frustrated in his life.
Alexis opened her jacket and displayed her daggers. "You see that symbol?" she asked. "It's made of my blood and magic." Sam gave her a blank stare and she sighed, it was hard talking to newbie witches. "They're enchanted, not only are you paralyzed but your powers are also."
"Cunt."
"I gave you an offer and you didn't like it, it looks like the Hale she-wolf is now on the clock until the Argent find her once I show Gerard the video." She stood up and walked away.
Sam watched she did wishing more than anything he could move his hand to give her the finger. He sighed and closed his eyes. Damn it all to hell!
(SOT)
At the lacrosse game, the players were getting ready and prepared. Jackson sat on the bench shoving things into his bag when Danny and Matt walked up to him holding a camera. Jackson looked up at them and then stood up sharply. "What the hell is this?" he demanded referring to Matt. "Dude I thought I could trust-"
"Relax." Matt said and smirked but dropped it when Jackson clenched his jaw. "It's my camera, okay? He just needed to ask me some questions."
"Matt's the one who found it anyways." Danny added.
"Found what?" Jackson asked through clenched teeth.
Danny opened the camera and turned it on. The video of Jackson lying on the bed began to play. "There." Matt pointed at the camera.
Jackson narrowed his eyes at the video. "There what?" he asked, not seeing what the camera geek was talking about.
"It's an edit point. It's been looped. Two hours worth." Danny told him.
"What does that mean?"
"It means there's two hours of footage missing." Matt said. Jackson's eyes widened.
(SOT)
The opponent knocked number nine off his feet. The referee blew the whistle. "Come on!" Coach Finstock called angrily. "Is that thing even a teenager?" he asked rhetorically. "I want to see a birth certificate." And with that he walked over to the bench and sat down next to Stiles. "Who or what is that genetic experiment gone wrong?" he asked.
"Eddie Obomowitz, coach." Stiles answered. "They call him the…"Abomination"."
"Whatever."
On the field, Jackson stormed up to Scott and grabbed his shoulder. "McCall! What the hell are you waiting for? This is the semi-finals, bring that roid head into the ground!" he ordered.
"Me?" Scott asked incredulously. "You're the one who said that I was a cheater." He reminded the captain.
"And that freak of nature being on the field is fair? Do something about it!"
"I can't! Now while Allison's grandfather is here."
On the bleachers, Allison thought of the best way she could before she gave a visible shiver. "I knew I should have brought a warmer coat."
Gerard turned to her. "You're cold?" before she could answer, he stood up and removed his jacket. "Here take my coat."
"Are you sure?" she asked as she stood up and he helped her put it on.
"Oh, yeah." He hummed before they both sat down with a smile, both for two different reasons.
Allison reached her hand into the jacket's pocket for the keys until she found them in the left pocket and then held them tightly in her gloved hand.
On the field the opponent's player was knocking down most of Beacon Hills team. Gerard sighed. "Good god, is it always this violent?" he asked.
Allison didn't answer as she noticed Stiles walking over to her and slyly handed her the keys. Stiles quickly walked from view and stuffed the keys into his pockets.
In the bleachers, Melissa McCall stood watching as they carried away a player that had been knocked down, claiming he couldn't feel his legs. Matt walked up and glanced at Melissa. "He belong to you?" he asked her.
"No, mine is still on the field." She stated turning to eye her son. "While I'm here, I'm wishing that he would have stuck with tennis." Melissa turned to the boy and noticed the camera in his hand. "Are you the yearbook photographer?"
Matt chuckled and looked down at his camera. "Uh, no, I just take pictures."
"Just lacrosse, or other things?"
"Anything that catches my eye." Peering down at the camera, he zoomed in on a picture of Allison.
On the other side of the bleachers, Sam was sitting there wincing every time a player was knocked or injured. After his little fight with Alexis, he decided that he wouldn't find Laura tonight and came to watch the game. This game was the most brutal he has seen since Scott became a werewolf. He didn't pay any mind to the person that sat next to him. "Brutal, huh?" he heard.
Sam glanced over at the person and raised a brow. It was obviously male and his voice was deep, maybe an adult, but he had a hood on his head. "Yeah, it is."
"Any of your friends out there?"
"Just two but neither of them has been injured." Scott and Danny, Stiles wasn't on the field and Sam was thankful for that.
"I remember playing when I went here."
Sam raised a brow. "Oh, is your son out there?" he asked.
"Nah, mine is in the bleachers." The man chuckled. "He doesn't know I'm here."
"Oh, what? He didn't want you to embarrass him?" Sam joked lightly. "Didn't want his friends to see daddy's boy being BFF with his daddy?"
The man laughed. "Nothing like that, it's just that we're not in the right place right now, so I'm waiting to see where his mind is at before I approach him." Sam tilted his head and hummed questionably. "He has a little temper and I wouldn't want to cause a scene."
Sam chuckled. "Anything would be more welcoming than seeing all the guys I grew up with being picked off, one by one." He turned back to the field.
"Well, you have any advice on how to deal with it?" the man asked.
Sam shrugged turning to him. "Well, I'm guessing he wouldn't answer any calls?"
"He's been avoiding my calls since he was old enough to take them."
"Ooh, you're one of those dads." Sam couldn't help but think the situation was hitting a little to close to home with his situation with Santos, his father, but then again things could be different. "Alright, well, maybe you should try meeting him, talking, that's always good, yeah?" Sam looked up and saw Melissa sitting there. She also saw him and waved him over. "Alright, it was nice talking to you."
"You too, Dreux."
Sam stood up and began climbing up the bleacher until he stopped, thinking. How the hell did the man know his name?His government name. He turned around to question him but the man was gone.
(SOT)
In the parking lot, Stiles walked through the parking lot planning on going through with his mission but paused when he heard sniffling a car he was coming up on. The light was dim but it was on and he could see strawberry blonde hair.
Stiles glanced around wondering if he should before he decided to go for it and walked up to the car. "Lydia, are you okay? What's wrong?" Lydia sighed but didn't answer him. "Lydia." Stiles knocked on the window.
"Just go away!" Lydia ordered.
"What's wrong?"
"Look, I don't need anyone seeing me cry."
"Aw, come on Lydia," he racked his head and then he remembered what he was supposed to do but couldn't leave Lydia crying like this. "Uh, do you want me to go get Sam? He's out there watching the game-"
"No! No! Don't get Sam, I don't need him seeing me cry either."
Stiles huffed looking down at his crush. "Lydia, you shouldn't be worried about anyone seeing you cry."
"Why?"
"Because I think you look really beautiful when you cry."
Lydia turned away from the window and Stiles thought she wouldn't reply but then the window began to roll down.
(SOT)
Sam sat next to Danny, who was holding an icepack onto his wound as Coach Finstock held fingers in front of the jock's face. "How many fingers am I holding up?"
Danny squinted at the fingers. "Two, four…two."
Coach Finstock helped Danny to his feet. "Perfect, now, come on."
Sam looked between Danny's retreating back and coach Finstock. "What? Coach, you were holding up three fingers!" he exclaimed in disbelief.
"Yeah, but he was close."
Sam huffed standing up from the bench and walked away. Coach Finstock was insane and there was no one that could talk him out of his insanity, except his wife…maybe.
"You're still short one player, coach!" the referee called.
"Where's Stilinski?" he asked looking around. "Where is Stilinski?!" until his eyes landed on Vernon Boyd sitting next to Erica Reyes. "Hey, you! You play lacrosse?"
Boyd looked as if he wanted to say yes but Erica clutched his arm. "Uh-uh, Derek won't like this."
"Yeah, but I will." Boyd countered standing up and pulling off his jacket showing off his muscular frame.
"Ooh! Ooh! We've got ourselves a player!" Coach exclaimed.
Boyd walked down the bleacher and when he made it to the bottom, a hand wrapped around his arm and jerked him to a stop. He turned and saw Sam standing there. "What do you think you're doing?" Sam demanded.
Boyd shrugged his hand off but didn't move. "That isn't your business."
"Oh?" Sam said mockingly. "And you think you have the control not to do worse than the other team's player is doing?"
Boyd narrowed his eyes and they flashed yellow. "I think that's exactly why they need me." Boyd shouldered past Sam, who chuckled while trying to keep himself calm. The witch looked up into the bleachers and looked at Erica, who was staring at him. They haven't talked since they pranked Jason and Sam wasn't sure where they stood, even now. He narrowed his eyes when Erica broke eye contact and look down at a phone before she stood up and walked away. Sam frowned and with a small chant, disappeared.
Back in the parking lot, Lydia wiped away her tears as she looked up at Stiles. "You're going to think I'm crazy." She muttered.
"Lydia, if you trust me on anything, you can trust me on this." He promised. "There is nothing you can say that will make you sound crazy. Literally nothing."
Lydia looked away as tears began to gather in her eyes and she dabbed at her eyes with a tissue. Stiles looked in the direction of the stadium when there was loud cheering. "Oh. If you can give me give minutes?" Lydia gave him an incredulous look and he held his hand out to placate him. "I know, I know, I'm sorry, just…um, continue crying," Lydia threw her hands up a little in exasperation and Stiles back peddled. "Or not crying, if you want, or whatever works for you um, but just stay here and I'll be right but, okay?" he asked. "And then we can talk." Lydia glared forward with a pout and Stiles panicked a little, here his crush actually wanted him around and he was leaving her alone crying. "Yeah, okay? Five minutes." And with that he rushed off.
In Gerard's office, Stiles was digging through his desk. "Book, book, book." He chanted as he searched. Before slamming the drawer shut and digging out his phone. "Nothing." He texted and then looked up. "Whoa!" he exclaimed when he saw Erica standing there.
"Hello, Stiles." Erica said with a smirk.
Back at the field, Boyd stood in front of the monster of a teenager that has been bulldozing through Beacon Hills Lacrosse team. His eyes bled yellow and he bared his teeth with a low growl rumbling in his chest. Eddie Obomowitz slammed into Boyd's chest only for Boyd to push. Eddie flew through the air and landed on his back, unconscious.
Everyone cheered and the whistle was blown. Jackson and Scott stopped, watching as Boyd marveled in the cheers he earned and took off his headgear. They saw his eyes flashed yellow and then brown.
Else where, Erica dragged Stiles to the school's pool inside. "Ah, ah, ah, ah." Stiles muttered in pain until she let go and walked over to Derek, standing beside him.
"Stiles." Derek said.
"Derek."
Derek glanced around until his eyes landed on the space next to Stiles. "Sam." Erica frowned and Stiles jumped a little when Sam, suddenly, appeared next to Stiles. "Handy."
"Very."
Stiles turned to him. "You just let her drag me here by my ear?" he demanded in a whisper.
Sam shrugged. "I wanted to know what she was going to do or where she would take you, Derek never entered the equation." He admitted.
"But it hurt."
Sam rolled his eyes while Derek only stared at Stiles with an inquiring look. "What did you see at the mechanics shop?" he questioned.
"Uh, several alarming EPA violation that I'm seriously considering reporting." Stiles said sarcastically. Sam bit his lips to fight back the smirk.
Derek smiled while Erica smirked until Derek sunk his claws into the basketball causing it to deflate. "Oh, my god." Stiles muttered while Sam narrowed his eyes and grabbed Stiles arm pulling him back and behind him a little.
"Let's try that again." Derek said.
Sam narrowed his eyes and they began to glow. "Are you threatening him?" he asked through clenched teeth.
Derek only smiled again.
On the field, the score was now tied. Allison sat on the bleachers and was watching the game when she felt her phone vibrate and looked down. It was a text from Stiles telling her that he didn't find anything.
Scott jogged up to Boyd, who was in an aggressive stance, and pushed him in the chest. "You need to get off the field, your eyes…someone is going to see you."
Boyd snarled and darted past Scott like a wild animal. Scott knew he could no longer hide. He chased after Boyd and cut him off, getting the lacrosse ball in his net and ran forward, throwing the ball with a score. But then he was knocked off his feet when an opponent knocked him down.
Scott gasped when a sickening crunch was heard and Scott groaned.
In the bleachers, Gerard glanced over at Allison, who gasped and got up from her seat. Melissa also climbed from her seat.
Allison kneeled over Scott as all their teammates surrounded him. "Oh my god." Allison muttered.
"I'm fine, I'm healing, it's okay." Scott assured in a tired whisper. "The book." He gasped out through the pain.
"It's not in his office, it's gotta be at the house." Allison looked at Scott's weirdly bent leg. "Oh my god, you're leg is broken." Scott went to get up and Allison helped him.
Coach Finstock ran through the crowd. "Don't move!" he ordered.
"Scott." His concerned mother called.
"It's okay, it's okay." Melissa looked down at his now healing leg. "I'm fine!" he assured with a smile.
"I could have sworn, I literally heard your bone breaking from where I sat." Melissa pointed out.
"I felt it." The coach said.
Scott shook his head and tense when he saw Gerard standing there with a look in his eye. "I'm serious, I'm fine."
Allison noticed the tension in Scott and where it was coming from. She let him go and walked over to her grandfather. "We should go." She said.
"Hold on." He said. "I want to ask him one more question."
Back in the school pool, Stiles sighed and placed his hands in his pockets to hide the shaking while Sam continued to glare at the werewolves in front of him. "All right, the thing was pretty slick looking. Um skin was dark, some kind of pattern, uh, I think I actually saw scales." he revealed a little unsurely. "Is that enough?" Stiles asked throwing his hands up. "Okay because I have someone I really need to talk to." Derek stared at him blankly while Erica only looked curious, and Sam wouldn't admit it out loud but he was curious too. "Um, all right, fine." He looked around in his head for more of a description. "Eyes, eyes are, um, yellowish and slited."
Sam noticed that Derek and Erica was no longer looking or paying attention to Stiles. Instead, they were looking up at something. Sam followed their gaze and froze when he saw it standing there. "What?" Stiles asked once he noticed no one was paying attention. "Have you seen it? You guys have this look on your faces like you know what I'm talking about." He said, he turned to Sam and saw him looking in a different direction also.
Stiles followed his gaze in time to see the beast standing there and it roared at them. Stiles grabbed Sam's arm and jerked him so that they were now standing next to Derek. The scaly beast launched over the banister and landed on it's feet in front of the four.
Derek crouched and roared at it but not before it lashed out knocking Erica away and against the wall. The beast glanced at Sam, who was still staring shocked, and a glint appeared and swiped with its tail. Sam quickly ducked and fell backwards into Stiles. "No! Run!" Derek ordered them when Sam went to go tend to Erica.
The beast noticed the alpha wasn't paying attention and struck Derek in the back of his neck with a small scratch. "Derek you're neck." Stiles pointed out. The two teens caught Derek as he fell back. The beast's paralytics were already working through his system.
Sam pushed Derek onto Stiles. "Get him out of here." Sam ordered.
"What?"
"Don't argue!" Sam snapped and his faced the beast with his eyes glowing. He faced the beast as Stiles began to carry Derek away. The beast hissed at him and Sam sneered. "You wanna fight?!" he yelled.
"Sam get the hell away from it!" Derek snapped over his shoulder. He would have stopped if he weren't losing control of his body.
Sam ignored him and threw himself at the beast, ducking up the claw that struck for his neck. Sam opened his hand and the air around it distorted. "Let's fight!" he slammed his fist into the chest of the beast, using his telekinesis to give him strength.
The beast soared through the air until it hit the wall. Stiles dropped his jaw as he supported Derek, who was hiding his surprise as well. They could feel the air around surrounding the room weighing down on them from Sam's magic. "Whoa!" Stiles chuckled out. "When did you become badass?" He asked.
Sam smirked, the smirk filled with violence as he stared at the recovering beast. "Just get Derek out of here and hide." He ordered. Stiles did as told when the creature stood on all fours and hissed at Sam, who licked his lips and tensed. The creature slithered quickly toward Sam and lunged for Sam.
Sam leaped at the beast also with a determined look on his face and they clashed causing cracks to erupt in the ground and crawl around them. Sam used his telekinesis to give him strength but the beast matched him evenly. The witch didn't notice the beast's tail move behind him until it was too late and it's tail wrapped around his neck, lifting him up.
Sam struggled for a moment, scratching at the tail until he made of move of pure desperation when he saw the creature rear his claw back to strike. Sam lashed out with a kick to the beast's neckcausing it's hands to fly to its throat and loosen his grip on him.
The witch easily escaped and crouched on the ground before spinning low, sweeping the legs from under the snake-like creature.
The beast fell on it's back while Sam performed two backflips, not noticing he was close to the pool but stopped a couple spaces away. The creature roared before lunging for Sam again.
The witch stepped back and brought his hands up in front of him. A mystical green energy field appeared in front of him. The beast bounced on it and sunk his claws into it. Sam gasped when he saw the claws were sinking through his shield, slowly but surely.
He took a step back while the beast continued to roar at him. He took another step back and then when he went to take another, he felt the heel of his foot dip. "Sam, watch your step!" He heard Stiles yell. The witch looked over his shoulder and his eyes widened when he saw that he was about to fall into the pool. The shield wavered under its caster's fear.
The beast, seeing that the witch's attention was diverted, pushed hard and broke the shield. It grabbed Sam by the front of his shirt and spun, tossing him against the wall, not far from where Erica was lying.
Sam grunted when the corner of his forehead hit the wall and then fell to the ground unconscious.
Stiles continued to drag Derek away. "Call Scott." Derek ordered. Stiles reached into his pocket while trying to keep support of Derek but he stumbled and dropped the phone to the ground. Across the pool from them, the beast was lurking on all fours watching them. Stiles bent down to get it but lost his grip on Derek causing the werewolf to descend to the pool. "Stiles, you son of a…" Derek was cut off by his body being surrounded by water.
Stiles gulped and then looked between his phone and Derek before he made the obvious choice and dived into the pool. Stiles swam through the water and wrapped his arms around Derek's waist before kicking his way to the surface. "Where did it go?" Stiles asked. "Do you see it?"
"No." Derek denied still trying to move his body.
"Alright, well, do you see Sam?"
"No."
"Shit, but maybe it's gone." They both fell silent as they heard the creature scream in a distance.
Derek shot a glance over at Stiles. "Maybe not."
(SOT)
At the Argent home, Chris sat at the island drinking a beer while Victoria cleaned the knife. "Oh, good, you're back." Victoria said when she saw her daughter and father-in-law. "Dinner's almost ready."
Chris turned to them. "How was the game?" he asked.
"Why don't you ask the star player?" Gerard asked with a smile and Scott walked from behind them.
"Hi." He said with a nervous smile.
Later, the family, Alexis and Scott sat at the table eating quietly. Chris and Gerard sat opposite of one another at the end, Victoria and Allison sat on the side opposite to Alexis and Scott, respectively. Uneasy glances were traded between the family and Scott while Alexis continued to eat unbothered by the tense air surrounding her.
"All right." Gerard spoke up glancing at everyone and earning their attention. "Why is everyone quiet?" he asked grabbing a cloth and wiping his mouth. "Is it that uncomfortable that they dated?" he asked.
Alexis snorted, very unladylike. "If only that was the issue." She said without looking up from her plate. Scott and Allison sent her sharp looks but she either didn't notice or didn't care.
Gerard raised a brow but Chris caught his attention by clearing his throat. "Did you ask if they'd be uncomfortable?" he questioned.
"Okay, I know it's been a few centuries since I been a teenager but back then we dated and broke up all the time." He told them.
Scott and Allison traded glances while Alexis rolled her eyes. "The last time you had a date, I think that everyone still believed that the earth was flat." She said bluntly.
Allison stuffed her mouth with food trying to hide the smile on her face, Victoria shook her head, Chris eyed the girl, and Scott coughed trying to hide his laughing. Gerard chuckled. "Hilarious, Alexis." He muttered. "But even so…"
Allison swallowed her food. "We're fine, right Scott?" she asked.
Scott looked up and looked at her, he had to keep himself from staring. "Totally fine." And then directed his gaze back to her plate.
Chris and Victoria eyed their daughter, who was straining not to smile. Gerard tilted his head a little. "Then why did you break up?" he asked.
Scott stared at Gerard, racking his brain for a good answer before giving a embarrassed smile and shrugged. "She…dumped me?" The statement was more of a question.
Allison looked at him incredulously. Chris turned to his wife, who was chewing her food with an almost violent bite. Gerard turned to his granddaughter.
(SOT)
"Will you get me out of here before I drown?" Derek asked.
"You're worried about drowning?" Stiles asked as if it was the most ridiculous thing he heard. "Did you notice the thing out there with multiple rows of razor sharp teeth? Or my best friend get knocked out by it?"
Derek scoffed. "Did you notice that I'm paralyzed from the neck down in eight feet of water?" he snapped.
"Okay." Stiles began to swim towards the edge of the pool.
Derek heard something. "Wait, wait, wait, wait, stop, stop!" he ordered. Stiles followed his gaze and saw the creature prowling near the edge of the water.
"What's it waiting for?" Stiles asked.
(SOT)
"No offense, Scott, but maybe Allison just felt that the two of you were just growing apart." Chris said, Allison rolled her eyes.
"As if the father's opinion isn't biased." Gerard cut in. "How do you know they weren't as passionate as Romeo and Juliet?" he asked.
Allison dropped her head a little, her cheeks turned pink at the reference. "Romeo and Juliet committed mutual suicide." Chris countered; Victoria dropped her silverware onto the plate in frustration. "They could use a little less passion." He grabbed his bear and brought it to his lips.
Gerard raised brows his brows in mock surprise. While Alexis looked up between the two. "Maybe if Romeo and Juliet didn't have such meddling parents they wouldn't have bothered to kill one another because they couldn't be together." Alexis told them all, earning everyone's attention. "But then again, I believe that their love was overrated."
"Can we please talk about…anything else?" Allison asked. Desperately.
"Brilliant idea." Victoria muttered.
"Scott." Chris called. "How about you help me grab dessert from the kitchen." It was more of an order than a suggestion. With that he threw his cloth onto the table and stood up. Scott glanced at Allison before standing up and followed after him.
When he walked into the kitchen, Chris grabbed him by his neck and slammed against the wall. "Do I need to fill you in on the details of what would happen to you he found out we all know?" he asked through clenched teeth.
"I'm kind of wondering what would happen to you, actually." Scott said.
Chris chuckled harshly. "Well, it wouldn't be very good for me." He admitted. "But then I'd have plenty of chances to redeem myself." He squeezed tightly on the werewolf's throat before letting it go and pointed a finger in his face. Scott glared at him. "And that wouldn't be good for you."
Chris began to back away from Scott walked forward, resisting every urge in his being to rip the hunter in front of him apart. They both grabbed the plates with desserts still glaring at one another and then walked back into the dinning room.
In the pool, Derek and Stiles watched as the creature continued to lurk around the pool, watching them. It hissed at them and then walked up to the water before reaching its hand inside only to tear it back out as if the water burned him. "Wait, did you see that?" Stiles asked. "I don't think it can swim."
Back at the Argent house, Allison wiped her mouth with a cloth. "Do you mind if we were excused?" she asked her parents. "There's, um, actually some notes that I need to go over with Scott."
"I'm not so sure it's appropriate." He said looking at Scott with a deadly gleam in his eyes.
"Okay, I'm the one that's supposed to be old-fashoned here, the two of you, go." He dismissed.
Allison smiled crawling out of her seat and Scott stood up also.
Once they were up stairs, Allison grabbed Scott's arm when he went to go in a different direction and dragged him to follow her. They walked inside of a room and Allison quietly closed the door behind them. Scott realized that they were in her grandfather's room and immediately began to search for the book.
Allison walked over and pulled a jacket from over what it was hiding to reveal a safe. "There goes that plan." She said turning to Scott, who looked over at her.
"Wait, actually…" he trailed off walking over and sitting before the safe. "I'm going to try something." Scott placed his ear against it and began to turn the dial, and then opened the safe.
Allison grinned. "you wanna hit a few banks later?" she joked. Scott chuckled before reaching inside the safe.
He grabbed a leather book and opened it. "Salmon moutarde crème fraiche? What is this?" he asked.
"A recipe, it's a cook book." Allison stated.
Back at the pool, Stiles was growing tired of sitting fully clothed in a pool supporting Derek. "Okay, okay." He panted. "Okay, I don't think I can do this any longer." He began to swim in the direction where his phone was, pulling Derek along with him.
"No, no, no! Don't even think about it!" Derek snapped.
"Will you just trust me this once?" Stiles asked.
"Hell no!"
"I'm the one keeping you alive!" Stiles raised his voice. "Have you noticed that?"
"Yeah, and when the paralysis wears off, who's gonna be able to fight that thing? You or me?"
"That's why I've been holding you for the past two hours?" Stiles asked.
"Yup."
"You don't trust me."
"I don't trust you but you need me for survival, which is why you're not letting me go." Derek pointed out.
Stiles stared at Derek for a moment and knew, even before he made the decision, that if Sam found out what he was about to do, he'd probably rip him in half. But he had no other option. "Stiles!" Derek exclaimed as Stiles let him go.
(SOT)
Derek floated to the bottom of the pool holding his breath and cursing Stiles, mentally in his head.
Stiles swam over where his phone was but stopped when he saw the creature lurking closer to the edge. Stiles hurried over to the edge and grabbed his phone before pushing himself away from the edge, and out of the creature's arm length. It roared at Stiles, who swam away and began to dial.
"Scott!" he yelled.
"I can't talk right now." Scott said and hung up.
Stiles stared at the phone shocked before throwing the phone and diving down to grab Derek before swimming back up. "Tell me you got him." Derek said.
"Uh…"
In Gerard's room, Scott looked up at Allison. "Without it we have no idea what that thing is." Scott said.
"Where else do we look?"
"What haven't we thought of?" Scott pondered.
"I don't know, maybe it's not a book. Something else he keeps close to him." Allison thought hard about it before he realized it and gave a short chuckle. "I know where it is."
(SOT)
With Stiles and Derek, they both watched as the creature continued to lurk and then roared at them. It was interrupted when a pole slammed into the back of its head, knocking it to the ground. It turned around and saw Sam standing there with glowing green eyes and a trail of blood where he hit his head. "Son of a…" he reared the pole back and slammed it into the creature's head again, knocking it off its feet.
The creature fell on it's side before roaring at the witch, who sneered. "Yeah, I hate you too, freak!" he yelled and swiped his hand to the right. The creature flew in the same direction and slammed into the wall. Sam kept his eyes on the creature. "Are you two okay?" he asked Stiles and Derek.
"Define okay? Because, right now, I'm wet, terrified, carrying an asshole to save him from drowning and my best friend hung up on me while my life is in peril." Stiles ranted sarcastically.
"What was that Stiles? I'm sorry, I don't speak whiny little bitch." Sam said mockingly. The creature lunged for Sam, who threw him back against the wall and then repeated it. The creatute roared and grabbed the ball that Derek had inflated before throwing it at Sam, who ducked.
Sam gasped a clawed hand wrapped around his throat and lifted him into the air. Green met sickly yellow. "Oh shit." He wheezed out.
In the pool, Stiles was beginning to sink. "Shit, I need something to hold on to." He muttered before looking around and saw the latter in the pool. He began to swim over to it but when he went to grab it, his slippery grasp didn't allow him and he began to sink. Until a hand reached in and pulled them both out.
Scott saw his witch for a best friend hanging loosely in the grasp of the monster. He snarled. The beast dropped Sam to the floor, seeing a more worthy opponent in Scott, and lunged for him.
Sam scrambled to his feet clutching his throat and darted over to Stiles. He kneeled between Derek and Stiles as they coughed and panted.
The creature wrapped his tail around Scott's leg and tossed him into the mirror, shattering it. Scott got back to his feet and grabbed a large piece of shard. The beast stopped and stared at his reflection in the shard Scott was holding. Scott glanced between it and the creature confused.
Angrily, the creature ran up the wall with unnatural speed and jumped through the ceiling's sunroof.
Stiles who was being helped to his feet by Sam, and Derek, who was leaning against the jump board, looked over at Scott confused.
Later, Scott, Stiles and Sam stood before a laptop eyeing the bestiary on the laptop. "Is that even a language?" Stiles asked.
"It's Latin but I can't read it, it's different than the Latin my grandmother writes, especially since she had it translated to English." Sam admitted.
"How are we supposed to figure out what this thing is?" Scott asked them.
"It's called a kanima." They heard and turned to see Derek and Erica walking up to them.
"You knew the whole time?" Stiles asked in disbelief.
"No, only when it was confused by its reflection." Derek said.
"It doesn't know what it is." Scott said.
"Or who."
"Just tell us what else you know, Derek." Sam ordered.
"Just stories."
"What it's like us?" Scott asked digusted.
"It's a shapeshifter, yes, but it's-it's not right." Derek shook his head and looked away. "It's like a…"
"Abomination?" Stiles finished.
Derek nodded and went to turn around. "Derek." Scott called causing Derek and Erica to stop. "We need to work together on this, even tell the Argents."
"Oh, god, come on Scott." Sam muttered.
"What?" he questioned confused.
"What? I don't trust them. Gerard knows what I am and has a witch with him that cornered and attacked me." Sam pointed out.
"It's amazes the hell out of me that you trust them." Derek sneered.
"Nobody trusts anyone." Scott snapped at both of them. "That's the problems, while we're heer arguing about whose on whose side, there's something scarier, stronger and faster than any of us, and it's killing people."
Sam sighed and shook his head while Stiles scratched the back of his head.
Derek stared blankly. "I know one thing, when I find it, I'll kill it." He turned and walked away with Erica following him. But Derek stopped for a moment causing Erica to raise a brow as he turned around and looked between the werewolf and human. At Sam. "Can I count on you to help?" he asked.
Scott and Stiles eyed Sam, who frowned at Derek, before biting his lip, looking away and gave a hesitant nod. Derek didnt return it until Sam made eye contact again and began walking away again. Erica smirked and followed after him.
Scott turned to Sam. "Are you serious?" he demanded.
"Don't start with me Scott, you insist on throwing yourself to the hunters and I have enough to worry about without having to worry about the kamina killing you, on top of the hunters trying to kill you." With that Sam grabbed Stiles arm and pulled him away. "You're driving me home."
Stiles wouldn't say anything but he could see that there was a rift forming between Sam and Scott, and wished it wasn't happening.
(SOT)
Scott parked in the parking lot of the Beacon Hills Hospital and turned off the engine before getting out. When he closed the door and felt a hand on his shoulder, he turned around only for a knife to stab him in the gut, courtesy of Gerard. "Don't move." The man ordered. "Even though I can pratically feel the tissue already around the blade trying to heal you, you never know with a beta." He shook the blade causing Scott to gasp. "Besides, we'd lose this perfect picture. The kind old grandfather embracing his favorite grandson after hearing great knews from the doctor."
Scott whimpered in pain when Gerard sunk the knife deeper. "That's right, I can play the nice, doddering old grandfather, who likes to tell stories and cook, and be sweet, charming. I can do it better than you playing normal broken-hearted teenage boy." Gerard pushed the blade deeper. "Are you listening?"
"Yes." Scott said.
"Good, now, you're going to do me a favor one of these days and if you don't, this knife goes through her." He jerked his head in the direction where his mother was talking to a redheaded nurse. "Scott, I truly believe that it's so much easier and that bad things don't have to happen to good people.." Scott grunted. "Don't you agree?" Gerard asked.
"Yes."
Gerard smiled and swiftly pulled the knife from Scott's stomach and walked away. "Hey, there." Scott heard his mother greet.
(End)
Here's the end of Abomination. You can easily see who the stronger witch is between Sam and Alexis, also the more experienced, not matter how Sam's heritage.
The kamina is really something fascinating, I just wish, you know who, could control it better instead of being controlled.
No Derek/Sam interaction, not a lot anyways, and there probably won't be any, romantically I mean, for a few chapters. Sam's more focused on his magic and Laura while Derek's focused on his pack and the kamina.
Conner was a no show this chapter but was mentioned. You didn't think the Argents would let kitsunes run free did you?
Alexis plans to out Laura's possessed body to the argents.
Who was the man Sam talked to at the game? Also, we get to see Sam being awesome in a fight scene and using his powers. The whole using telekinesis to augment his strength came to me after watching Charmed, Prue kicks ass with that power. But for Sam it's new and happened in the heat of the moment, he isn't a seasoned fighter.