Sorry that this upload took so long! I have been incredibly busy with moving and haven't had a moment to write until now! Thanks for the reviews, they always mean the world to me. This chapter's song is "Riders On The Storm" by The Doors and the idea to use the song came from Fake_Innocence's youtube video "Teen Wolf Isaac/Allison and Chris Argent as *the family* + riders on the storm by The doors" Must give them credit where credit is due! Now without further ado...
Chapter 9: "Riders On The Storm"
"Girl, you gotta love your man
Girl, you gotta love your man
Take him by the hand
Make him understand
The world on you depends
Our life will never end
Gotta love your man, yeah
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we're born
Into this world we're thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out on loan.
Riders on the storm"
When Allison said that they needed to change, Isaac was unaware of exactly what she meant until she was dragging him away from where his Alpha and her best friend were being held and pulling him towards where Stiles had parked his Jeep. "Uh...Allison? Don't we need to get them out first?" She glanced back at him perplexed until she recalled that Isaac had only been training with her and her father for a matter of a few months and didn't know the Calaveras matriarch as well as she did. "Although Araya can be bribed with American money, she has been at this for years. If only Stiles had listened to me when I told him that I should have gone instead!" Now she was just rambling so she forced herself to focus on staying on topic, it wasn't as easy as she would have liked "We need to look the part in order to gain her respect. For this, you're going to be my English cousin, okay?" Isaac was barely able to keep up and just nodded as they rushed through the streets that they had walked down so slowly hours before. With their supernatural speed slightly assisting them, Allison had them at Stiles car only moments later and was digging around in her bag for the traditional hunter's garb of dark pants, jacket, and boots. Isaac looked on before taking the hint and grabbing out his bag and finding his folded black jacket and the holsters that Argent had let him start using after his aim had gotten more spot on a few weeks prior.
Within a few seconds, Allison had discovered what she had been planning to wear to the party and grinned at the hunter's garb she greatly preferred to her current get up. Slipping into the front seat of Stiles' car, she pulled on the leggings under the skirt and removed Lydia's shirt to replace it with a dark gray tank. Stepping out of the car she shimmied out of her skirt carefully as she removed the knives one by one and placed them on the seat of the car before belting on her new holster and securing them in that. Returning to where Isaac was pulling on his belted holster and wearing his jacket over the rebuttoned maroon shirt. "We're going to tuck this one in." Allison began moving forward to tuck in the maroon shirt and hearing his sharp intake of breath in response as his jeans grew slightly tighter at the contact. Nodding, he slipped his gun into the holster and grinned as he pulled the jacket over it to hide it from sight. Pulling out another gun from his bag, he secured it as well while Allison grabbed the briefcase that hid her compact fire resistant bow and quiver as well as a hat similar to her grandfather's that made Isaac flinch before taking it and placing it on his head at an angle so that it hid any features the Calavera guards may have remembered from earlier. "You know how good you looked before?" Isaac interrupted her as she pulled her jacket on and pulled up the collar before nodding as she recalled his compliment. "I like you better this way, it's more you." Allison smiled despite her panic, she hadn't realized that it was obvious how much more comfortable she was and at home as a huntress rather than the party girl she had allowed herself to be before. That other girl was long gone and a huang huntress remained in her place.
"Alright, your name is Callum Hearne and you are my English cousin who is visiting to train with my father, okay?" Isaac nodded at his cover as he quickly memorized the name and practiced a British accent on her quickly, "Callum Hearne, pleasure to meet you." His British accent was so spot on; Allison couldn't help but notice and smile at how perfect it was. It was pretty hot if she was being completely honest but there was no time for honesty when trying to save one's imprisoned friends so she focused on just getting him up to speed on the Calaveras family in general. Her quick intro to the Mexican hunting family traditions had Isaac's head spinning within moments, he was not dumb by any means but that was just information overload. "Did you get any of that?" Isaac grinned sheepishly and looked down at his boots as he murmured, "They follow the rules?" At Allison's groan at her long lecture being for naught he sighed and picked some lint off his jeans as he walked forward still looking at his boots, "It'll be obvious that I'm not who I say I am, I feel like a Catholic school boy trying to play badass gunslinger with his daddy's guns on his hips." The huang stopped and the sudden halt forced him to look up at her in surprise as she smiled softly at him. "What is it with you and Catholic school boys?" He chuckled weakly but looked down at the floor as he muttered, "This is different, I was just pretending then. This could be my future some day and I don't want to mess it up."
Allison sighed as she realized how deep seated his fear of failure had been beaten into him by his jackass of a father. Stepping up to him so that they were inches away and sharing air, Allison forced him to look at her by placing a hand on his chin and tilting it up, "You have nothing to worry about. You have trained with the best of the best and I will be by your side the whole time. Isaac, you are already beyond prepared for this and play the part perfectly. Now just breathe." The boy took in a deep breath but, before he could exhale, she crashed her lips to his and he returned it in kind picking her up as she wrapped her legs around his midsection and he held her tight before pulling away to take a much needed breath and grin. "Hopefully you're right." Allison smirked back before leaning forward and pecking his lips lightly once more before sliding out of his grip and back on to her own two feet. "I know I am. But I think I may have to make you a close family friend because I can't keep my hands off you." Pulling the blushing, yet smirking, werewolf forward again the pair made good time and reached the Calaveras home just at daybreak.
"¿Cuál es el código?" A new guard asked them looking bored before Allison tossed one of her father's silver bullets into his hands and gave him a haughty look. "I wish to speak to Araya on behalf of Chris Argent." The guard gave her a funny look before the door clicked open of its own accord and he glanced back in surprise at it before Allison and Isaac shoved past him with the latter being sure to nudge his shoulder lightly as a subtle threat. Moving through the familiar hallways, Allison lead Isaac away from the dance floor and down an unfamiliar passageway to a doorway where they were greeted by an unsmiling head of security. The big burly fellow glared at Allison and slightly up at Isaac. "Who are you and why did Chris Argent send you?" Allison stepped forward and glared at him. "His daughter and his apprentice Callum Hearne, if you must know, and he sent us to claim something of his that you have taken." The head of security rolled his eyes and gestured at her to continue with a waving roll of his hand. "The true Alpha Scott who indirectly killed his wife, Derek Hale who did kill her, and the Kitsune who nearly killed his apprentice here through electrocution a few months back. According to the code, he has a right to end them because of this." Nodding in response, the head of security let them into the conference room and added, "Araya will be back in about an hour, she was intrigued by the banshee girl." Suppressing a shudder at the idea of Lydia alone with the matriarch of the Calaveras family, Allison nodded and stepped inside followed by Isaac who made sure to flash his holstered gun and give the head of security a pointed look.
Waiting for Araya to come back felt like it took ages rather than a mere half an hour, and it felt exceptionally longer with Isaac sitting miles away on the other side of the conference table. Due to his alias, she was trying to avoid touching him but she needed his calming and gentle touch to ground her. This was her first rodeo dealing with the Calaveras family on her own and that frightened her beyond belief. Finally his groan of impatience reached her ears and she gave Isaac a pointed look, "What's wrong Callum?" Who knew how many cameras the Calaveras had implanted in here? She absolutely was not taking any chances, not with all their lives, and especially his, at risk. "Tis a longer wait than expected." He replied in a British accent and Allison forced out a harsh laugh, "This is nothing, with all the time you missed in training, my father must not have taken you out on the hours long hunting parties yet." Isaac hummed in agreement before falling silent again just as the head security guard returned and gave them both a look. "Señorita Argent, Araya will not be in until much later. How about we come back and discuss this at a later time." Allison shook her head seriously at that while Isaac's lips formed a thin line. "We'll wait." She began and Isaac finished for her with his British accent hiding more of his true identity, "Mister Argent insists that we retrieve them as quickly as possible and not to return without them." Shrugging the man disappeared leaving them in the office and Isaac and Allison leapt up looking at each other with horror as they realized exactly what Araya was busy with. "We need to get them out." Allison began and Isaac ended the thought for her again with a still British sounding, "Now!"
Following in the confident footsteps of the security guard, Isaac and Allison crept along with their senses focusing on any noise that they could. Suddenly Isaac turned down with his head held high sniffing the air in a rather un-human like manner but before Allison could chastise him for it, he was pointing down a different hallway with a taped off bathroom door. "I smell coyote over there." Allison nodded knowing that Malia and whoever else was trapped in there might have some idea of where Scott and the rest were so she followed as Isaac led the way to the door. Pulling out a knife from his boot and nicking himself in the process, Isaac picked the lock carefully while Allison watched ensuring that he was learning correctly and wasn't messing up after they had pulled an all nighter. "Who's there?" Malia growled before Isaac swung the door open and Allison stood there with her knives drawn as the were-coyote's eyes flashed blue and she stepped in front of a cowering Stiles.
Dashing forwards, she stopped short upon recognizing the two hunters who flashed their yellow eyes at her while the crouching wolf bared his teeth and growled in warning. "Isaac? Allison?" She asked as Allison murmured in warning, "Malia" as the coyote's eyes faded back to their natural hazel and she looked at them with confusion. "Stiles!" The sole human in the room announced stepping out from behind her with a grin as the three supernaturals turned to look at him, "I thought we were just saying each other's names and I didn't want to be left out." The hunters rolled their eyes at him before they noticed Malia tense up at the scent of something. "What is it?" Allison asked as her eyes returned to their normal brown and Isaac relaxed simultaneously into his fully human form. "I smell Scott and Lydia." The were-coyote observed and Isaac straightened up as he sniffed the air carefully and focused his hearing for the familiar voice of his Alpha. On some level he heard the sounds of Stiles asking Malia to focus on the chemo signature for her training but Isaac ignored them and pinpointed exactly where Scott, Lydia, and Kira were. He didn't need Malia to tell him what the trio was feeling, "Pain and fear." The wolf answered before he pointed out the door and down the hall, "And we need to go that way now." His unconscious continuation of the British accent made Allison grin before her face got serious again and she followed as Isaac led the way without even glancing back to see if Malia and Stiles were hot on their heels or not.
With her daggers already drawn, the huntress covered for the werewolf as he tracked Scott through sound and smell and failed to focus on his surroundings. It wasn't until they got closer to their destination that Allison caught sight of any guards and she was able to incapacitate those quickly, quietly, and effectively. "Listen close, what's going on?" Allison whispered as Isaac glanced back at her and replied with a quick hiss of, "They're electrocuting him." It didn't matter where they were going, by now even human Stiles could hear the sounds of Scott's growls and quiet howls of pain. "Tell me the name!" Araya yelled and Scott growled as the electricity shocked through him. "¡Dime!" She commanded in Spanish as Kira cried and Lydia screamed. The hunting partners broke down the door and pounded in with Malia and Stiles hot on their heels just as Scott hollered out, "Kate!"
All in the room turned to glare at the intruders and Lydia murmured her friends' names, "Allison? Isaac?" Meanwhile Scott pulled the cuffs apart as his Alpha came out and Araya turned from glaring at Allison and Isaac to staring at Scott. "A true Alpha." She murmured before turning to Allison and adding, "Argent and Hearne, a word." Isaac and Allison turned to look at the matriarch in surprise before Scott went and released Lydia and the hunters followed the matriarch and the only standing security guard remaining. "You did not come to kill him or the Kitsune, did you Argent and Hearne?" Both hunters shook their heads and she nodded knowingly. "I will give you a guide to where we last saw Kate. She killed four of our own when we found her. I will not risk my hunters again. Go at your own risk." Turning away she glanced back at the two supernaturals and added, "Oh and tell Scott that when he takes the bite of an innocent, when he makes a wolf of his own, when he does that, then, I will cross your border and come knocking at his door, understood?" Isaac nodded furiously while Allison looked the woman dead in the eye and replied with an, "Understood." Isaac went off to go assist Scott with releasing Lydia while Allison was held momentarily back by the tight grip of a wrinkly hand. "Hold onto him, not all hunting partners are equal and once you've had the perfect match, nothing will compare." Releasing the huang, Araya gestured to the head of security calling, "Come Severo, mi hijo." As the burly son followed his mother out the door, Allison caught Isaac's eye and blushed as he grinned despite their current circumstances. "Perfect hunting partners, eh?" He whispered so that only those with attuned supernatural hearing could catch it and, since the rest were preoccupied; only Allison got it and grinned back as she nodded before offering a shoulder to lean on for the still shocked and crying Kira.
Both Allison and Isaac assisted Kira and Scott out the door with Lydia, Stiles, and Malia following them as they trekked to the front of the building. By that time, Kira and Lydia were able to support themselves and the pack walked into the light where they were greeted by the sound of a bike revving up. Turning to look in that direction, the pack caught sight of a black motorcycle being driven by a black clothed figure. Braking in front of the odd looking group of teens and hunters, the rider turned off the bike and put down the kickstand before pulling her helmet off revealing the scarred face of the girl that had saved the amnesia stricken Isaac from the Alpha pack so long ago. "So we meet again." She teased him, thinking she recognized him as a fellow hunter and not as the werewolf he truly was, and Allison tightened up beside him as Scott stepped forwards saying her name, "Braeden?" The girl turned to look them all over and size up what exactly she was dealing with before her attention turned to Malia who spoke up, "Who's that?" Stiles opened his mouth to answer but Lydia beat him to it, just like she always did. "A mercenary." Allison visibly relaxed and Isaac grinned over at her as she realized this wasn't some crazy ex-girlfriend or lover, it was the girl who had saved him so long ago. "It doesn't matter who I am. Right now, I'm the only person who's going to take you to La Iglesia and we need to go now because we are burning daylight."
That's all for now folks! I should be able to upload in the next week, hopefully, but until then please read, enjoy, and review!
