Chapter 25
"I hate comin' here," Bates whispered to Rue, Storm, and Thorn as the front door opened. The four walked down a series of steps deep underground. Against the walls were stakes of fire that lit up the staircase. The smell of blood hit Bates as he licked his lips. Dinner was almost ready. Even though Bates was terrified he couldn't wait to eat. They walked further underground until they reach a door.
It was a big black door with printed with skulls all on it. If you were to look closely you were able to read each name on the skull showing who the skull belonged too. On the door handle, there were two snakes holding tightly onto it.
"Massssster….." the snake on the right spoke up. "They have arrived, don't be too happy 'bout it."
"Shut up Temperance." Storm snapped little her eyes glow red.
"What are you going to do….bark?" The snake on the left taunted.
"Go sssslither in a hole and die, Mercy." Thorn mocked.
"Mercy! Temperance! Open the door!" A voice from inside that made the hairs on the back of Bates neck stand. Mercy and Temperance opened the door letting the four adults walk in. There was a woman sat on a throne made of bones. It was a big throne that was made with black stones and real human white bones. The each arm rest was made of one person. At the end of each armrest was a skull where the women placed her hands.
The four walked up to the women and stood a couple of feet away from her. The women brought a cigarette up to her lips, breathing in the deadly smoke, and then pulled it out letting the smoke curl around her lips.
"Where is he?" The women asked flicking the cigarette away from her as she stared down at the four adults now in front of her. "And why do you guys look like this?" Storm was cover in purple, blue, and red gunk. Rue was shivering from the cold ice she was stuck in. Bates was covered in slime for being stuck in the Dragon's Egg and Thorn was butter stuck all over his face. "Do you four have no respect for yourselves?" The women snapped her fingers as the four change clothes, leather clothes that wouldn't burn off of them.
"He got away from us boss." Thorn spoke up.
"WHAT?" The women roared making the four flinched. "HE'S HUMAN. HOW CAN A HUMAN SLIP PASS YOUR FINGERS?" The women's hair turned into the fire as she got anger. She took a deep breath in as she snapped her fingers again. A small glass of Scotch appeared as she calmed down her hair turning back to normal. "I'm cool, it's okay. We still got plenty of time. Get out of my sight now before I don't burn your little tails. The four hurried out of the room.
The women took a sip of Scotch letting it burn the back of her throat as the doors open again and a young man walked in.
This young man was covered hand to toe wearing combat boots, ripped jeans, blue t-shirt, and leather jacket. The skin that was poking out of his ripped jeans was covered in burns. His long neck had slash mark across it. His eyes were a sky blue that stared the women down as he jet black hair was slicked back. The man's mouth was by far the most interesting thing at him. There were five needles pointing down keeping the man's lips sealed shut forever.
"Hello, Salem." The women greeted a smile on the edge of her lips.
You look distressed, my lady. Salem's voice appeared in the women's head calming.
"I pay those stupid fools with immortality and they can't even catch a stupid human." The women explained.
You couldn't catch this stupid human either. The young Asian stared at older women. He slipped right through your fingers.
"I was busy that day." The women defend her arms crossed as the glass she was holding disappeared. "If you are here to tell me that I'm doing a crappy work speak up, tell it to my face, and get out of here."
Anything but that my lady, Salem walked up to the women and grabbed one of her hands, all I'm saying is maybe we should take things into our own hands.
The women nodded her head thinking about this new plan. "Things always did work better when we took things into our hands."
If it worked back then, it can work now. Salem's lips pulled tightly together as he smiled. And I know just what to do, my lady.
During the summer the Hale house was always very empty would surprise many. Most of the Hales used the two months off from school to visit other family and travel the world as much as they could. Tom is in San Francisco, Jill was with Cora and Lora in Los Angles, Matthew and Charlie in Hawaii. Harper was in New York with her boyfriend visiting his family. But everyone that was in California was going to come back home where Will and Talia stayed for the barbecue weekend and then leave again not coming back to Beacon Hills for the rest of summer.
This summer, though, was going to be a little different.
Derek walked into the Hale house with his boyfriend in one hand and the two betas behind him.
"Are you boys okay?" Talia wondered looking up from her book as she sat in the living room.
"I almost died today!" Stiles exclaimed raising both of his hands and one Derek's in the air. He walked into the room and leaned against one of the walls Derek right next to him as Scott and Isaac sat on the couch.
Will walked into the room with his apron tied against his waist. He wiped his hands with a white towel standing in the doorway. "I'm starting to think that you always 'almost die'."
"See I told you, Derek!"
Derek rolled his eyes as Stiles remark. "You also think that the bunnies have it out to get you."
"And to take over the world I mean why do they eat all of those carrots?" Stiles began to ramble on about his theory that bunnies are going to take over the world. "Why do stupid furry bunnies need such good eyesight for anyways?"
"Stiles," Talia spoke up making Stiles stop. She placed her book down in her lap as she looked at the spazzy teenage boy that her own son was madly in love with. "What attack you?"
"These werewolves that were on fire yet they didn't die." Stiles then turned to looked at Scott. "Is there something in this water that makes werewolves turned on fire that was just not told about?"
The door open as three people walked in. A very tired Peter, an energize Ivy, and just a normal happy going Nathan.
"Werewolves on fire?" Nathan repeated as his daughter ran straight for Stiles. Stiles picked up Ivy giving her a big hug nodding his head. "You are talking about hellhounds."
"Hellhounds?" Derek repeated. "What is that?"
"They are like werewolves but from hell," Peter explained. "They can breathe fire, have razor sharp teeth, and are hard to kill." Peter walked over to over of the chairs and slumped into it.
"Are you okay?" Talia wondered looking at her younger brother.
"I'm so tired." Peter snapped his eyes turning gold. "I haven't had a good night rest in three days. Ivy keeps on wanting to watch movies with me and then doing more and crapper."
"Why doesn't she want to do it with your husband?" Will wondered sitting on the steps into the living room.
"Because 'Superman has work in the morning and needs his sleep'," Peter explained mocking his daughter's voice softly so she wouldn't be able to hear.
"Daddy that not very nice." Ivy pulled away from Stiles and walked over to Peter. "You want to go play outside with me?" Peter looked up at Nathan with begging eyes silently asking him to take care of Ivy for a five-minute nap.
Nathan smirked slightly to himself. "Daddy will love too."
Peter growled too low for a human to hear which made the werewolves chuckled. Peter got up holding his daughter's hand and walked past Nathan. He whispered fast and quietly, "someone is not getting some for a while."
Peter and Ivy went outside as Nathan took his husband's seat. "I wonder why hellhounds attacked you."
"My spark maybe." Stiles offered. "Maybe they wanted to eat it or burn it. Or maybe they wanted to give it to the bunnies!"
"How can we get rid of them?" Scott spoke up for once rolling his eyes at his best friend comment about the bunnies…..again.
"Hellhounds are voracious, tenacious, and loyal dogs," Nathan explained. "The only weakness that I know of is iron and I've heard about silver but I've only seen iron work. Hellhounds only come around when someone owns their Mistress something. Like their life, soul, first born children."
"Not Luke or Leila!" Stiles exclaimed covering his mouth.
"We are not naming out kids after Star Wars characters," Derek growled softly.
"We will if I win our bet," Stiles whispered softly.
"Stiles," Nathan said ignoring his little side comment "is there anything you've done that could have pissed off the devil."
"Not lately," Stiles replied honestly. The room let out a loud groan.
"Crap what did you do?" Scott asked placing his head in his hands.
Stiles gave a sheepish smile. "Which time?"
Talia groaned as she stood up. "I might as well cancel the barbecue."
"No!" The teenagers all shouted at once.
"There's no reason to bring the pack back just for trouble," Talia said. "These hellhounds aren't gonna anywhere." Talia walked out of the room with Will on her tail.
"Damn it, Stiles," Isaac exclaimed. "I've been looking forward to that all week."
"I've been looking forward to this all day!" Stiles shouted.
"You boys better ready, I'm sending half of you to the library," Talia called out of the other room.
"Not it!" Stiles exclaimed. "And I speak for Derek." Stiles grabbed Derek's hand.
"Great you two and look through our old books. I believe most of them are at Derek's." Talia explained.
"Crap." Stiles groaned.
There really was no such little as a good summer.