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"Scott," Lucy snapped and caused her brother to look back at her. "Slow down! I'm not your drag doll." He lets go, giving Lucy a sheepishly smile at her; Lucy rolls her eyes, but push him to enter inside the rave. Both McCalls eye the dancing scene; it simply reminded Lucy the time when she was at the gay club with Scott and Stiles.

The various lights shined and glowed in different patterns; people danced so close to each other that their sweat and happiness rubbed off from each other. Glow sticks were carried in their fists, their heads bobbing up and down to the fast paced music blaring from the stereos set up in the front. The people were also wearing lights around their necks, and Lucy's brown eyes stared in amazement.

For a warehouse, the person in charge did pretty good at setting up the place.

The downside was the humidity growing inside and never leaving due to lack of windows.

Scott continued to sniff out the scent he recognized and grabbed Lucy's hand so she wouldn't get lost in the crowd; he dragged her behind a wooden pillar and Lucy glared at Scott for doing that. He sent an apologetic look before snapping his head back to the dance floor; Lucy followed his gaze and noticed Allison with Matt.

"Are you serious?" Lucy muttered, but Scott heard it perfectly cleared over the loud music. "Is this the reason why I was dragged inside like this in a frenzy?"

Scott didn't answer her as Allison quickly made her way towards them in a hurry; Lucy saw that Matt was gazing this way and she observed the hurt emotion on his face. For a moment, she felt pity for him since everyone knew how much he liked Allison.

Allison finally approached them and Lucy stood by Scott's side; even though she wasn't a werewolf, she could still feel his angry vibe.

"What are you doing?" Scott asked and Allison glanced at Lucy before returning her eyes at him.

"You told me to go out with him," she answered, confused out of her mind; Lucy rose an eyebrow, but didn't say a word.

"Not here!" He stated nervously; Allison was lost and Scott decided to include her in. "We have a plan."

Her face fell. "You have a plan?" Scott nodded and Allison began to panic inside causing Lucy to grow worried again. "Okay, okay my father and Gerard: they're coming here."

"What did you tell them?" Scott was shocked and afraid now; this wasn't how the plan was suppose to go and now it was ruined.

"I...I told them..."

"Allison!"

"I had to tell them!" Her eyes were on the borderline of crying since she realized the huge mistake she caused to Scott and Lucy. Scott didn't say anything and Lucy touched his shoulder, shaking him to reality.

"Scott!" Lucy screamed, but he snapped his head at Allison.

"Oh my god...they know it's Jackson!"

Allison decided to break down at him. "People are dying, Scott! What am I suppose to do?" Her eyes were completely wide with fear and guilt, but Scott didn't want to hear any of it. He had enough to worry about now.

"You're suppose to trust me!"

"I do trust you! More than anyone!"

Lucy snapped her head between them, slightly backing away since their fight was getting serious; Scott need to leave. Allison grabbed Scott as if her life depended on it and started begging him. Lucy just continued to watch the scene fold out.

"Just stay out of the way," he ordered Allison and she gaped at him.

"Scott!"

"Just stay out of the way!" He screamed before leaving and Lucy gulped, sending a hopeless look at Allison before yelling her brother's name.


Kevin pushed Alex down on the passenger seat with one hand; she scowled at him, but he held a stern gaze at his younger sister. "Kevin!"

"No!" He snapped at her. "Dad specifically told me to keep you here and that's what I'm doing."

"But mom said-"

"I heard what mom said," he harshly interrupted Alex and her light brown hair bounced in anger. "But dad's word is final. You stay here with Alvaro since he'll keep you save."

"I can defend myself just fine," she growled at Kevin, but he had a cold face.

"No. Stay here and don't pull something stupid or else you won't be joining anymore hunting activities," he demanded and Alex didn't say anything; Kevin held a victory smirk before patting her small head and closed the car door.

Alex glared at Kevin's way and never noticed Alvaro's scared gaze at her.


Lucy eventually caught up with Scott and the two surfed their way through the crowd of endless party goers. Isaac's nose was being attacked by the millions of sweat rising in the air and he felt like drowning in a sea of disgust; that was what he felt like until the scent of vanilla mixed with lavender rushed through his nose. He quickly followed the sweet scent with passion and the sight of Lucy brought happiness in his mind.

He eyed Lucy up and down, calming his wolf from taking over; the white tank top hugged her figure perfectly, teasing Isaac's hormones. Scott slowed down his pace, observing the werewolf's strange actions; he could smell his arousal making its way into the humid air and shook his head.

He knew the reason why Isaac was acting this way and it almost caused Scott to gag.

Lucy, however, had no clue what was going on.

The three stood near a thick, wooden pillar and Lucy smiled at Isaac; he quickly returned it as Scott dug through his pocket to take out the ketamine syringe. Isaac eyed the needle in boredom as Scott begged the werewolf to take it.

"Why me?"

"Because I got to make sure the Argents doesn't completely ruin the whole plan," Scott explained and Isaac stared at him with a blank expression. "You've got to do it intravenously." A confused look crawled on his smooth face.

"It means in the vein," Lucy clarified and Isaac sent her a thankful nod.

"When you find him, you pull back in this plunger right here," he held it to show Isaac; Scott huddle closer to Isaac, giving him specific instructions to the beta. Lucy watched as Scott's fingers pointed near his neck, claiming there would be the perfect spot. "When you find the vein, you jam it in there and pull back on the trigger, okay? Be careful."

Isaac chuckled, playing with the syringe in his hands. "I doubt I'll even slightly hurt him." Isaac glances at Scott and Lucy before eyeing the needle.

"No. I mean you," Scott seriously stated and Lucy was taken by surprise by it; she observed her brother and took note of him. What he said was the truth, that he meant each word and she was surprised that Scott was concern about his safety for him. Isaac, too, was also surprised as his head snapped up and gazed into Scott's brown eyes.

The same ones Lucy had as well.

"I don't want you to get hurt," he finished and they continued to stare as Lucy saved this touching moment. Scott took Lucy's hand, but she slipped away causing him to turn around in confusion. "Lucy?"

"I'll stay," she spoke and Scott sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Just go, I'll be fine."

"No! Jackson is in here, Lucy," he worriedly hissed, grabbing her shoulders in fright. "I can't let you get killed by him." Lucy frowned as she saw the look in his eyes and it almost caused her to cry since she truly cared for his brother. She places her hand inside her pocket to show Scott the taser gun she had with her.

The look on his face was priceless.

"Where did you get that?"

"Allison gave it to me during school today," she explained, turning it around to examine it. "I told her I needed something to protect myself since I can't always rely on you, Scott. Trust me, I'll be fine with this."

Scott hugged Lucy once more, giving her a long look. "Promise me you'll be careful?" He held out his pinky; Lucy laughed, wrapping her own against his.

"Promise, now go. Make sure the Argents don't ruin the plan!"

He left, leaving Lucy surrounded by dancers oblivious to the danger they were all in.


Kevin strolled down the alley with his father next to him; his hands held his sniper with a firm grip and his face was tight as ice. Chris lead the way as they waited for Allison's signal so they could go in and kill Jackson.

The thought of killing him sent an exciting rush for Kevin.

He remembered all of the things Jackson would do or say to him during school and now here's his chance on payback. Victory was sweet indeed for him; his eyes caught two large figures making their way towards the group and Kevin tightens his hold.

He recognized one person and that was Boyd; the thought baffled Kevin since he was the type of guy who sat alone during lunch, munching away his food without a care. Now, he was standing a few feet away from him as his cold, green eyes observed him.

Boyd did the same.

"Derek," Chris called out. "Back off."

The other guy, Derek, simply smiled at his pathetic demand. "Back off? That's really all you got?" The older werewolf shook his head at Chris who slanted his eyes at him. "I got to be honest with you, Chris: I was really expecting more from the uh big, bad veteran werewolf hunter."

"I'm quite surprised your taking this time to joke around considering you're out-number," Xavier growled, gripping the trigger on his gun. Derek flickers his eyes at Kevin's father, sending him a sarcastic smile.

"I'm full of surprises," he smirked and Xavier kept a hard glare at the Alpha werewolf. Chris took a step forward and Derek landed his eyes at him again.

"Okay then," he chimed calmly and Kevin rose an eyebrow at the older hunter. "How 'bout: didn't anybody ever tell you not to bring claws to a gun fight?" Kevin took his cue to raise his weapon, aiming directly at Boyd's direction.

The dark skinned beta's eyes widen in horror, backing away for protection. "That one sounded pretty good..."

Kevin wickedly grinned at him, his green eyes gleaming with evilness.


Lucy leaned against the large column, her arms completely crossed over her chest; she kept eyeing Erica and Isaac trying to find Jackson in the crowd. Even though the bright lights bothered her vision, she still could see the werewolves find him and continue their plan.

Erica sexually slid her delicate arm around Jackson's shoulders, pulling the controlling boy with her; she puts her head back, granting Jackson access to her bare neck, her smooth skin begging to be touched by him; the puppet gratefully devoured it, his lips hungrily sucking on it and Lucy noticed Isaac coming from behind.

His arms slid around Erica's waist, almost eagerly as his hands roamed her body; her other arm snaked around Isaac's neck, pulling the boy closer to her so that their bodies were grinding. Lucy's face tightens, growing red with anger. Even though she told herself that this was all for the mission, she couldn't help but feel jealous.

She restrained herself from marching over to the three and ripping Erica's vines away from Isaac. In fact, she wanted to be in Erica's place, minus Jackson being there.

She wanted to feel Isaac's strong hands sliding down her own body, his finger teasing her senses. She wanted to feel his breath trickling down her neck, making her shake with pleasure. She wanted to run her own finger through his curly hair. She wanted to feel his lean muscles against her as they tighten around; the smell of his cologne rubbing on her and his lips suck on her neck sent Lucy's mind crazy.

She wanted his teeth biting on her, leaving his mark; she wanted to rip off his shirt, her fingers sliding down his defined abs. She wanted to feel the heat between them, but she knew she couldn't now.

Not now.

As she kept daydreaming, she didn't see the two fall to the ground; Lucy snapped herself back to reality and her eyes frantically scanned to spot Jackson anywhere. Finally seeing him make his way down to the front, Lucy ran into the crowd and slithered through the people's sweaty bodies. Her hand gripped on the taser hidden inside her pocket as she grew closer and closer to Jackson; she needed to stop him before he killed the person he was after.

Her fingers lets go of the weapon as Isaac comes from behind and stabs the needle inside his neck; Jackson's body stumbles back and Isaac catches him in his arms. His blue eyes caught the sight of Lucy and he nods at her to follow him. Lucy quickly looks around to see if anyone noticed Isaac dragging the body, but they didn't pay attention.

"Of course they don't," she scoffed, pushing herself through the dance floor and away from the party.


Kevin kneeled down as he aided his father's wounds; Derek had flung the man against the wall and now his father was unconscious. They were hidden behind a trash bid and Kevin ignored the disgusting stench coming from the source.

His mind was completely focused on his dad.

Chris eyed the scene, his hand ready on the gun and made sure to shoot well; the two werewolves were hiding from them and he patiently waited for them to come out. He couldn't help but glance at the two hunters on the floor. He watched as Kevin cared over Xavier's body, checking if he was all right.

He also checked his phone to see if Allison had signal him.

She didn't.

He banged his head against the stone, panting as he continued to wait.


Alex made sure that Alvaro was completely knocked out; she had pinched a pressure point near his shoulder and he banged his head on the window. Alex quietly made her way outside the car, her amber eyes observing the dark place; she froze as she heard footsteps approaching and hid behind a nearby wall. Her hand reached for the gun strapped around her waist and grabbed it with a firm grip.

Boyd forced himself to continue towards Derek's car; his body was aching in pain from the wolfsbane circulating around his blood. Every step he took was torture for him and his healing was no good. He stopped as he sniffed the air and caught another scent; he knew he wasn't alone, but this scent was different.

It was more...dangerous.

"Who ever you are, come out!" He screamed, his voice echoing; the person didn't do anything, but kept hidden and Boyd grew annoyed and scared. "I said come out!"

Alex step out from the behind the wall and confronted the large teen; his face was scrunched up in confusion as to see why a young girl was out here at night. The confusion was erased immediately once he saw the gun pointing at him directly.

"I don't want to hurt you, little girl," he softly pleaded, but Alex had a hard scowl on her face; she didn't lower her gun at all as she narrowed her amber eyes at him.

"Who says I'll let you?" She smirked and quickly threw the sharp knife that was hidden in her other hand; the weapon pinched through Boyd's shoulder and the werewolf howled in pain. His eyes shined gold, showing his sharp canine teeth at her.

Alex quickly jumped away from Boyd as he charged towards her; she flipped on top of a trash can, landing perfectly as she began shooting at the werewolf. Boyd successfully dodged the bullets, knowing it contained wolfsbane in them. Alex did a back handspring, shifting her body behind his in a blur; she roughly kicked his back with her boot that sent him across the floor.

He groaned in pain, tossing around tiredly; his ears picked up the sound of her feet strolling their way over here. He could sense her presences looming above him and her boot harshly stomped on his chest as some blood coughed out of his mouth.

Alex brushed away a strand of her hair behind her ear, grinning sadistically at Boyd. "Ugh. Just the sight of you makes me want to barf," she placed a bullet inside the gun, clicking it to make sure it was closed. Boyd muttered something under his breath and Alex quirked an eyebrow suspiciously. "What was that?"

"I said," he coughed more, "same here!" His eye flashed yellow briefly before gripping her ankle and throwing her body against the wall. She slowly slid down, her head throbbing in pain at the harsh contact to the concrete; the gun slipped away from her hand and her vision became blurry.

Boyd felt guilty as since he threw a young girl that could have been killed; he decided to make sure she was all right, but froze his steps.

They are all not to be taken lightly, especially the younger ones...

Boyd remembered the clear warning Derek gave them all that night.

She was unpredictable.

"You think this is over?" Alex asked, laughing as she spat out blood. "This is just the beginning, demonio; no one messes with a Guerra."

Boyd panted hard, grabbing his injured shoulder. "I think we're finished here you crazy bitch."

"Perseguire il nemico...con...dedizione..." she muttered before going into a fit of maniacal laughter; Boyd slowly stepped back as he ran away from the scene.

He never looked back.


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