"Thanks for coming with me Scar," Stiles says as we sit across from each other in the waiting area of the mechanics.

"Yeah, no problem. I had nothing better to do."

Stiles then looks behind me through the window where the mechanic is working, he quickly stands up and walks through the door trying to get the man's attention, "Hey, hey! What the hell do you think you're doing? All I needed was a starter."

The mechanic's voice is muffled by the closed door but I can see him answer Stiles, they have a brief conversation then Stiles turns to walk back to the waiting area.

As the door swings shut behind him, Stiles starts wiping his hand on his pants. He then goes to pull out his phone and opens his mouth to address me. Before he gets the chance he looks down at his hand and says, "What the-?" and he switches his phone to his other hand.

"What's wrong?" I ask, watching him in concern.

"My hand..." He trails off as his phone slips through his fingers, falling to the floor.

I stand up in alarm, and open my mouth to ask once more what's wrong, but Stiles' attention is locked on something in the other room and he starts screaming, "Hey! Hey!"

I turn my head to look and I can see some type of creature lurking in the shadows. Just as I find the creature the mechanic looks up finally hearing Stiles screams.

Before he can react the creature claws at the man cutting the back of his neck. The man falls to the floor, lying helplessly underneath Stiles' jeep. As I watch this happen Stiles falls to his knees, almost simultaneously.

"Stiles!" I rush to his side and roll him onto his back. I look out the window and stand making my way towards the door to help the man.

"Don't!" Stiles screams at me, voice laced with concern.

"What? I need to help him! That thing is out there!"

"We don't know what it is, it could kill you."

I look back and forth but my mind is already made up, I suck in a breath then open the door.

"SCARLETT!"

I rush out trying to find where the creature went, but can't find it anywhere. The stand that the jeep is on has started slowly moving towards the mechanic, I can just make out his voice, "Help, help me."

Not seeing the creature I move towards the man and try to pull him away from what will possibly be his death. I don't move him very far though because a tail wraps around my neck pulling me roughly away.

I start gasping for breath, my hands move to try and loosen the grip. My vision starts going black but before I can pass out the creature lets me go. I fall to the floor gasping in air as one hand rubs my neck. I look over to see the creature moving away and when I look towards the mechanic I see that the jeep has already crushed him.

Once I finally catch my breath I make my way back over to Stiles. He has managed to call 9-1-1 and the operator's voice can be heard, "Hello what's your emergency?"

I reach down and pick up his phone, "Hi, my friend and I are at Sal's Auto Mechanic's. The mechanic is dead."

Stiles and I stand in front of his dad, as Stiles talks he flexes his hand, "We already told you dad. We walked in and the Jeep was on top of the guy. That's all."

"What's wrong with your hand?" Mr. Stilinski questions, noticing the odd behavior.

"Nothing. Can we get out of here now?"

"If there's something you don't feel like you can tell me..." the sheriff starts saying, looking between his son and me.

"You think I'm lying?" Stiles asks, raising an eyebrow.

"Of course not. I just worry about you. And if maybe you saw someone do this, if you're afraid they might come back to make sure you don't say anything about it..."

Stiles looks away, "Neither of us saw anything. At all. Can we go, please?"

"Yeah. But not in your jeep. We're going to have to impound it. Sorry, kiddo. Evidence." Mr. Stilinski starts walking away.

Stiles screams after his dad, "Well, make sure they wash it!"

As we wait for Scott to come pick us up with our moms car Stiles turns to me, "That was stupid of you."

I scoff, "I needed to try to save him Stiles."

"I get it. But you're human. You could have died out there."

"But I didn't." I argue.

Stiles shakes his head and scoffs in disbelief, "That's not the point, Scarlett! You could have. But instead of pausing to think, you ran out and put yourself in danger."

I open my mouth but I'm unable to form words as I gaze at Stiles. There's a look in his eyes that I can't quite place, so instead of trying to defend my actions more I instead close my mouth and shake my head.

Finally I find words, "I'm sorry okay? I just- If I could do something I needed to try." I pause wetting my lips, "Maybe it was stupid of me but I- I couldn't just sit there and do nothing."

My eyes start to glisten but I hold back the tears refusing to cry. When Stiles notices the tears trapped in my eyes, his face softens, "Scar," he puts his arm around me. "I just don't want you to get hurt."

I bit my lip and whisper, "I know." I then look back up to him and realize just how close we are sitting. Before either of us can react, the sound of Scott pulling up sends us springing gets in the passenger seat and I get in the back, sliding to the middle so I can easily talk to the boys. Scott knits his eyebrows together looking between Stiles and I.

Finally he breaks the silence, "Are you guys okay?"

"Yeah, " I whisper as Stiles nods.

"You were right. It's not like you. It's eyes were almost... reptilian. But there was something about them."

"What do you mean?" Scott asks his best friend.

"You know how when you see a friend in a Halloween mask, but all you can actually see is their eyes? You feel like you know them but you can't figure out who it is."

"Are you saying you know who it is?"

"No. But I think it knew me."

This is when I decided to speak, "I think it knew me too. I didn't really get a look at it but," I hesitate, running my hand gently across my neck, "It had the chance to kill me but didn't. This thing, it has an agenda. I don't think it wants to kill just anyone."

"Are you sure you're okay Scarlett?" Stiles asks, as Scott looks in the rearview mirror at me, his eyes filled with concern.

"Yeah, I guess I'm just a little in shock."

The next day at school I stand by Scott and Stiles as Stiles talks to my brother, "Sorry about the other day. I'm trying. We'll get through this. I know because I love you. I love you more than - oh my god. You and Allison seriously have to find a better way to communicate or at least use Scarlett and not me."

"Um no thanks, pretty sure it would be more awkward for me to say that to my twin than for his best friend to say it."

Scott nods in agreement, "Did she say she's coming to the game tonight?"

"Yes. Message complete. Now tell us about your boss." Stiles replies.

"He thinks Allison's family has some kind of record of all the things they've hunted. Like a book."

"A bestiary." Stiles and I say in unison.

"A what?" Scott asks, looking between the two of us.

"A bestiary." Stiles says once more.

"I think you mean bestiality."

Stiles and I share a look then he speaks once more, "No. Pretty sure I don't. It's like an encyclopedia for mythical creatures."

"Why am I the only one who doesn't seem to know any of this stuff?"

"Because you're too busy spending your time thinking about Allison." I smirk.

Stiles mouth twitches into a smile as Scott glares at me.

"If it can tell us what that thing-"

"And who." Stiles interrupts.

Scott nods. "We need that book."

I stood leaning against the lockers as I talked to Allison about what Scott said earlier. "I think you mean-"

I cut Allison off before she can finish the sentence, "I mean bestiary. Honestly, it's like you two share a brain." I shake my head.

"Can you describe this thing?"

"It's probably a book. Old, worn-"

Now Allison cuts me off, "Like bound in leather?"

I nod excitedly and stand up straighter, "Have you seen it?"

"I think so..."

I quickly text Stiles so he can tell Scott. As we wait for his message Allison and I walk down the hall. About a minute later I get a message. "Where does he keep it?"

Allison pauses, thinking, "His office."

Once again I message Stiles and wait for his response. I don't even have to wait a minute before I get a response, "Can you get it?"

"Not without his keys."

I sit in the stand right behind the team bench where Stiles sits. Lydia wasn't at the game tonight and for obvious reasons I wasn't sitting with Allison. My mom was here but I told her I wanted to sit behind Stiles to keep him company in case he didn't play tonight. Stiles and I both cringe as one of our classmates gets tossed in the air like a rag doll by an opposing team member.

"Come on! Is that thing even a teenager? I want to see a birth certificate!" Coach yells from the sidelines. He makes his way over to Stiles, "Who or what is that genetic experiment gone wrong?"

"Eddie Obomowitz. They call him The Abomination."

After speaking with Coach Stiles and I discreetly move away from the bleachers and head towards the school, making sure to pass by Allison.

Allison nods to whatever her grandfather was saying as she eases her hand down and drops the keys into Stiles' open hand.

Stiles and I rush through the parking lot as we hear cheers coming from the field. Stiles turns back to look as I continue forward not realizing that he isn't with me. Only when I make it to the school do I realize, "You've got to be kidding me... Really Stiles? Where the hell could you have gone?" I mumbled to myself as I wrapped my black jacket closer to me and stepped inside the warm building to wait for him.

Waiting for almost two whole minutes, Stiles finally runs up to the school, "Where the hell did you disappear too? We were in an empty parking lot!"

"Not empty, Lydia was in her car. Crying."

I stop, taken aback, "What? Is she okay? She told me she wasn't coming tonight."

Stiles shrugs his shoulders, "I didn't really get the chance to ask, I needed to bring you these," he holds up the keys, "and help you find the stupid book."

I sigh as we make it to the office door and he puts the key in, "Just let me find it, it can't be that hard. Go back and talk to Lydia."

"It will be faster to find with the both of us here."

I shake my head as we continue looking. "Hey guys," my head shoots up at the sound of another voice.

"Really? Now?" I look at Erica in disbelief, stopping my search for the bestiary.

Erica shoves Stiles and I forward into the darkened pool area where Derek casually bounces a basketball. "Stiles, Scarlett. What did you guys see at the mechanic's garage?"

"Seriously? This is what you wanted to ask? Haven't you ever heard of a phone?" I ask.

Derek just looks at me waiting for an answer. So Stiles speaks up, "Several alarming EPA violations that I'm seriously considering reporting."

Derek then punctures the basketball with a claw, deflating it. He lets the ball fall to the floor at our feet. "Let's try this again."

I shake my head, "Well I for one didn't really see much. But it had a tail and it was scaly and rough."

"You felt it?" Derek asks in surprise.

"More like it wrapped its tail around my neck, almost killing me. So yeah, I guess you can say I felt it." I snapped.

Derek then turns his attention to Stiles, waiting for him to describe the creature.

Stiles sighs, "The thing was pretty slick looking. Skin was dark, kind of patterned. Is that enough? Because we have somewhere we need to be."

When the two werewolves don't answer Stiles continues, "Fine, Eyes. It's eyes are yellowish. Slitted. It has a lot of teeth. Are we good now?"

Derek and Erica start to watch something behind us, I narrow my eyes at them gauging their reactions as Stiles continues once more, "What? Have you seen it? You've got this look like you know exactly what I'm talking about."

Finally Stiles and I turn around. In front of us is the same creature we saw in the mechanics. Just as we turn around and lock our eyes on the thing, it leaps off the wall.

Erica jumps in front of Derek to try and protect him but the creature is faster. It shoves Erica brutally, her head connecting with the wall. She slumps to the floor unconscious. Derek quickly grabs me and Stiles to get us out of harm's way. "Run!" He yells at us. "Get behind me."

Stiles and I nod but we notice something. I tilt my head trying to get a better look as Stiles addresses Derek, "Derek. Your neck-"

As Derek turns, he reaches a hand up to his neck, and immediately drops to the ground, paralysis starting to take hold. "Scott, get Scott."

Stiles makes a grab for Derek trying to drag him to the exit. I start to grab his other arm to help but remember that Erica is laying unconscious. I drop the arm I grabbed and rush to her side. I can just hear Stiles ask, "Where is it? Do you see it?"

"No. Hurry." Derek replies.

I now have Erica in my arms, I shakily stand up to my full height, "You are heavier then you look Erica." I mumble. "And I really wish I wasn't in heels."

As I try to quickly make it to the boys I notice the creature lurking behind them, "Behind you!" I scream, this causes Stiles to lose his grip on both his phone, that I didn't realize was in his hand, and Derek. Not being able to keep his hold, Derek falls backward straight into the pool. Without thinking Stiles jumps in after him.

"Where'd it go? Do you see it?" Stiles asks, panicked.

"No," Derek answers, his eyes scanning the room.

Not being able to hold Erica anymore, I gently lower her to the ground, slowly making my way over to the two guys to help them out of the pool.

"Come on, maybe it took off." I say, reaching down to grab a hold of the paralyzed Derek.

Before either of them can answer, a piercing shriek makes me block my ears and look around to try and find the creature once more.

"Get me out of here before I drown."

"You're worried about drowning? Did you notice the thing out there with multiple rows of razor sharp teeth?"

"Did you notice I'm paralyzed from the neck down in eight feet of water?" Derek snaps.

"Come on, I can't see the thing." I reach down once more to try and help.

But something behind me catches Derek's eye, "Stop!"

I spin around so quick that I lose my balance and fall into the pool right in front of Derek and Stiles. Once my head pops above the surface Stiles asks, "Are you alright?"

I just nod and watch the creature, my eyes glancing towards where I left Erica. "What's it waiting for?" But no one replies.

Treading water beside Stiles, who is still carrying a paralyzed Derek, we carefully watch the creature. It slowly approaches the pool's edge but retreats back, as if it's afraid of the water.

Noticing the same thing Stiles speaks, "You see that? I don't think it can swim."

The three of us continue to watch the creature for what feels like hours, until Stiles speaks once more, "I don't know how much longer I can do this."

"Don't even think about it." Derek says to Stiles.

"Trust me for half a second. Scarlett, do you think you could hold Derek? Or maybe grab my phone to call Scott?"

"I'll try the phone, I don't want to risk not being able to carry Derek."

I quickly rush forward, pushing my upper body out of the pool and grabbing Stiles phone before sliding back into the pool. The creature just misses me. I use one hand to dial Scott, once he answers all he gets out is, "I can't talk right now." before hanging up. Exasperated, I send him a text telling him where we are before throwing the phone away and swimming over to help Stiles keep Derek afloat.

"God, Stiles. I don't know how you've been doing this for hours."

"Yeah, I don't know how much longer I'll be able to stay up." Stiles replies as our heads dip slightly below the water.

"The diving board. Try to reach-" We slowly make our way to the diving board, Stiles uses his free hand to grab but slips and we fall below the water once more.

A second later, hands grab us. Scott's hands. We lay on the tiled floor surrounding the pool, dripping wet. Scott is now a full werewolf and he lets out a roar, challenging the creature that emerges from the darkness.

Scott gets tossed through the air, slamming into a mirror. Glass shards rain down around him. The creature inches forward, moving to kill. Scott, desperate to find a way to protect himself and us, grabs a sharp piece of the broken mirror as a weapon.

The creature pauses, it focuses on its own reflection in the mirror shard. It tilts its head, almost like its reflection confuses it. The creature then hisses and retreats back, leaping onto the wall and disappearing.

Once the creature is gone, we slowly stand up.

Outside of the school Stiles, Scott, and I gather around Scott's laptop screen as he plugs the USB drive in. Pages of pages of strange black and white images and text appears. "That's not English." Scott says.

"Is that even a language?" Stiles asks.

"It's archaic Latin." Both boys turn to look at me, surprised that I know what it is. Before I can explain, Derek calls from behind us.

"It's called the Kanima."

"You knew this whole time?" Stiles asks.

"No. Only when it was confused by its own reflection."

"It doesn't know what it is." Scott replies.

"Or who." Derek confirms.

"Well, care to enlighten us on anything else you know?" I raise my eyebrow at the Alpha.

"Just stories and rumors. It's a shape-shifter but not right. It's-" he pauses trying to find the right word.

"An abomination." Stiles answers.

Derek nods, he then glances at Erica and they both turn to leave.

They don't make it far before Scott speaks, "We need to work together on this. Maybe we even need to tell the Argents."

"You'd trust them?"

"No one trusts anyone. That's the problem. And while we're arguing about who's on what side, something stronger, faster and scarier than any of us is killing people and we still don't know anything about it."

"I know one thing. When I find it... I'm going to kill it."