KkIt's The Same Wherever You Go
Chapter Twenty-Five
Monster Reveal Party
After pulling a swift shift at Beacon Shots, Jaydra swings by the mechanic shop to see if Stiles needs a lift home since his jeep was being repaired.
Apparently, Erica wanted to make sure that Stiles could not interfere in the pack fight the prior night.
"How's it all looking?" Jaydra asks, walking into the waiting area.
Stiles groans and rubs his hands over his face. "I swear this guy doesn't know what he's do- WHAT IS HE DOING?!" Stiles shrieks, noticing that the mechanic was working on the undercarriage of the Jeep. The teenager rushes out to the shop with Jaydra on
his heels. "What do you think you're doing? All I needed was a starter!"
"Yeah, but it looks like your whole exhaust system has to be replaced," the mechanic says, the drill in his hand pausing in its actions.
Sighing, Stiles runs a hand over his shaved head. "Why do I get the feeling you're slightly over-estimating the damage?"
"It's probably going to run you around twelve hundred," he says, before looking over at the two, a small smirk on his face. "That's for parts and labor."
Jaydra's green eyes widen considerably at the price, and she was mentally thankful that she knew enough around a running vehicle that she rarely had to go to the mechanic.
"Are you kidding?" she asks, a hand resting on her hip.
"Yeah, this thing doesn't even have a catalytic converter!" Stiles says, but when Jaydra and the mechanic look over at him, he sighs again. "Yes, I know what a catalytic converter is."
"But do you know what a limited slip differential is?" the young mechanic smirks, watching the hope fade from Stiles' eyes.
With the teenager's shoulders slumping in defeat, he admits, "No."
"Then it's looking more like fifteen hundred," the evil, evil mechanic cackles.
"Let's head back before he finds more reason to add to the price," Jaydra offers, patting her friend's shoulder.
Turning towards the waiting room, Stiles calls back over his shoulder, "Just finish up, and I'll be back here, seething with impotent rage!" As they walk, Stiles looks over at Jaydra. "Why couldn't you fix it? Don't you know about cars?"
"Only the engine. I don't mess with other parts," she says, waving the teen off.
Reaching the door, Stiles reaches out and grips the door handle, only to let out a groan of disgust when he notices that his hand has a clear goo covering it.
"Oh nice," he says, wiping the disgusting goo on his jacket. "It's real sanitary . . . Quality establishment you're running here!"
Jaydra giggles quietly to herself and walks into the room, only to feel a small pinch on the back of her neck. Reaching back, the hunter rubs the spot. "Damn mosquitos," Jaydra says, before shutting the door behind her.
Tucking his hand into his jacket pocket, Stiles pulls out his phone, ready to send a message to someone, only to notice how his fingers are starting to lock up.
"What . . .?" he says softly, looking up at Jaydra.
The hunter tries to move her arms, which were across her chest, just full of confusion like Stiles.
The two teens glance out of the window into the car shop, only to notice a creature above the jeep. It's claws help indicate the movements of the creature, which was heading straight for the mechanic.
"HEY!" Jaydra tries to scream out to warn the man, but it was too late.
The mechanic falls to the ground, his body not responding as well.
"C-Call . . ." Jaydra chokes out before her legs give out and she falls to the shop floor, with Stiles collapsing beside her.
But, luckily, his cell phone landed right beside his hand. And with just enough bodily movement, the shaved-headed teenager dials nine, one, one on his phone.
"HELP!" The mechanic screams out, making the two teens look back over at the unfortunate victim.
Whatever the creature was, it cut the hydraulic hose that was keeping the lift up above the mechanic. And with the hydraulics cut, the lift began to lower down. Eventually crushing the mechanic to death.
The silence that was engulfing Stiles and Jaydra was broken up by the voice coming from Stiles' cell phone. "Nine-One-One, what's your emergency?" a female voice says on the other line.
The two try to make sounds that resemble words, but their voices were once again taken away when the killer steps into their line of vision. Well . . . More like crawls.
Engulfing the creature's body was dark, forest green colored scales, and it's teeth sharp and in rows. Its eyes were a vibrant yellow and contains a slit, like a cat or a snake eye. Its body was roughly the length of the Jeep, longer when adding the tail.
And all of those components made Jaydra's green eyes widen in absolute terror as her voice gets stuck in her throat.
"No fucking way . . ." she says softly.
The creature screeches at them before leaving the building.
Stiles, who was finally able to tell the dispatch what the emergency was, looks over at his best friend. "What was that thing?"
Wanting to so badly shake her head, Jaydra swallows the lump forming in her throat. "I don't want to say . . . Because that will make it real . . ."
"What do you mean?" Stiles continues to question. "You mean like a Tulpa?"
Slowly regaining their strength, the teenagers begin to sit up on the cold floor of the shop.
"No . . . I don't want to believe that THING is here . . ." Jaydra admits, her eyes still holding terror.
But in the back of her mind, Inner Jaydra makes it clear. They're dealing with a Kanima.
ITSWYG
After the call to the police, John Stilinski and his deputy's arrive in a matter of minutes. Seeing the two teenagers in shock over the mechanic being crushed to death, John wants to interview them himself.
"Tell me what you saw," John asks again. "And try to remember everything you can."
"I told you," Stiles says, sighing in exasperation. "We just walked in and saw the jeep on top of the guy. That's all."
Jaydra rubs her arms and looks over at the sheriff. "It really freaked us out, you know? We just left to grab some snacks and when we got back . . ." Not wanting to say what she saw, Jaydra shakes her head and closes her eyes.
Glancing down, John's kind eyes notice that Stiles keeps repeatedly holding and squeezing his hand as if there was a problem with the appendage. "What's wrong with your hand?"
Realizing what he was doing, Stiles shakes his hand. "Nothing. Can we go now?"
Sighing, John runs a hand over the back of his neck. "Look, if there's something you two don't think you can tell me-"
Jaydra cuts him off, looking up at him. "Do you think we're lying?"
"No, of course not," John says. "I'm just worried about you two. Now, if you saw someone do this, and you're afraid that maybe they're going to come back and make sure you don't say anything about it-"
This time Stiles cuts him off, really wanting the conversation to be over. "We didn't see anything, okay? Can we please go now?"
Realizing that they're not changing their story at all, John finally relents. "Sure . . . But not in your jeep, since we're going to have to impound it." At the face Stiles makes, the Sheriff pats his arm. "Sorry kid, evidence. I'll see you two at home."
Groaning, Stiles stands up. "All right . . . At least make sure they wash it!"
Chuckling lightly, Jaydra pats his arm and leads him to her skyline, only to notice Scott by the car.
"Are you two okay? I heard the screams . . ." the young werewolf asks, his chocolate brown eyes going over their bodies as if checking for marks.
Nodding, Stiles gets into the passenger seat, with Jaydra in the driver, and Scott in the back.
"Yeah, you were right," Stiles says. "It's not like you . . . I mean, its eyes were almost reptilian. But there was something about them . . ."
"You noticed it too?" Jaydra asks, starting the car.
Utterly confused, Scott looks between the two of them. "What do you mean?"
"You know how when you see a friend in a Halloween mask, but all you can see are their eyes?" Jaydra asks, glancing in the rearview mirror to see Scott nodding his head. "You feel like you know them, but you just can't figure out who it is? That's what
we mean."
"Wait, are you saying you know who it is?" Scott asks, his brown eyes wide.
"No, but I think it knew us," Stiles says, glancing over at Jaydra before looking back at Scott.
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The following day, Jaydra told the sheriff that she didn't feel up to going to school.
"Understandable," John says, affectionately rubbing Jaydra's head. "All right, stay home and get some rest, okay?"
Giving the sheriff a mock salute, Jaydra walks into the living room and collapses on the couch. For a good chunk of the day, that's where the hunter stays. But she doesn't laze around, she begins her research on a Kanima in her copy of her father's book.
"SON OF A BITCH!" Jaydra snarls, nearly throwing the book against a wall when she finds little to no information. The only thing written in her journal was a vague description, but no method of killing the Kanima.
Feeling more irritation growing in her stomach than anything else, Jaydra finally decides she needs to consult with another supernatural being about the Kanima. And who better than the Alpha of the pack?
After the quick drive over to the warehouse that Derek is housing the new betas, Jaydra walks inside, only to raise an eyebrow at the training course that Issac was running.
While rushing towards Derek, Issac needed to use his newfound speed and agility to maneuver around obstacles before attacking Derek. Which he continues to fail, try after try.
"Does anyone want to try not being completely predictable?" Derek growls out after Erica tries a sneak attack on him.
Snarling, Erica jumps up and forces Derek into a one-sided kiss, but Derek quickly forces her off of him. The action makes Jaydra smile and snicker softly to herself as she continues to watch.
"That's the last time you will ever do that," he promises, his greenish brown eyes glaring at her.
Scoffing, Erica sits back up on the cold floor where Derek threw her off. "Why? Because I'm a beta?"
That's when Jaydra decides to make herself known. "No, because I claimed him already," the hunter says, walking over to Derek. "And I've gotten this far with his training, Erica, don't get him confused already!" Jaydra teases, making Derek growl softly
under his breath.
Glancing over the obstacle course, Jaydra grows more serious. "You guys are having trouble with this?" she asks. "This is basic movements . . ."
"You want to have a go?" Isaac asks sarcastically, groaning as his bones are healing themselves.
Raising an eyebrow at the challenge, Jaydra shakes off her jacket and tosses it to Derek. "Why, don't mind if I do!"
"But you're just a human!" Boyd says, his eyes wide as he watches Jaydra get to the starting line.
"Yeah, I am," the sandy blonde hunter confirms before she closes her eyes and her muscles tense up. Her body was falling into hunter mode.
Taking a deep breath, Jaydra's green eyes snap open as she begins to run around the obstacle course Derek made, easily dodging around objects with precision. In the middle of her dash towards the Alpha, Jaydra discretely throws a piece of metal to her
left, the sound causing the werewolves to momentarily glance towards the sound. That was the opening she needed.
With Derek distracted for even a moment, Jaydra took the chance and lunges at him. Pulling a knife that she keeps in her pocket, she begins to clash with the Alpha.
Isaac, Erica, and Boyd all watch with astonishment as Jaydra easily avoids Derek's attack, using her smaller body to her advantage, since she has a quick reaction.
As Derek reaches for her each time, Jaydra slices the skin that's close to her, making Derek recoil. Even though he's an Alpha that doesn't mean he's invulnerable to pain. Especially if done correctly.
But even though she's quick enough to keep up with Derek, it wasn't too long until Derek makes a sweep for her legs and he quickly pins her to the ground, both of them panting slightly.
"Not bad," she says, patting his arm. "Now let me up."
Derek chuckles and stands up, grabbing Jaydra's arm and hoisting her up into a standing position. "And that's how it's done. Jaydra distracted me for a split second and then she attacked, holding her own," Derek says, looking over at the betas. "She knew
the weak points. She cut me at my neck, heart, main artery locations where I can easily bleed out."
Erica rolls her eyes. "So what? Even thought she cut you there, they weren't deep enough to do damage."
"Yeah, I mean, we can heal from cuts like that," Isaac says.
Jaydra smirks and holds up the knife. "This thing is just an ordinary knife that I carry around," she says. "The blade is completely normal. But if I used this one," Jaydra says, reaching down to her boots and removing a slightly longer knife from the
hidden sheath. "Derek would be gasping for breath and slowly dying."
"Why?" Boyd asks. "They look the same."
"True, but now hunters are starting to infuse their hunting blades with wolfsbane powder," Jaydra explains. "If stabbed deep enough, or just barely grazing your skin, the wolfsbane will infect you, then kill you."
The three beta's eyes widen at the harsh words, slowly realizing how little they know about the hunting world.
"Now that that horror story is out of the way," Isaac says, looking up at Derek. "Are we done? Because I got about a hundred bones that need a few hours to heal."
At the complaint, Derek sighs and walks over to Isaac and looks over his arm before suddenly snapping the forearm's bone. "A hundred and one," he says, his greenish-brown eyes looking over his pack. "You think Jaydra and I are teaching you how to just
fight? We're teaching you how to survive!"
"Because not all hunters out there will be as kind and considerate as me," Jaydra informs, crossing her arms.
Isaac glares up at the two of them, holding his arm and whimpering softly in pain before snarling at them, "If the Argents want us dead, why aren't they coming for us now?! What are they waiting for?"
"I don't know," Derek sighs, rubbing his hand over his face. "But they're planning something. And you," he growls, pointing to Isaac, "You know that's not our only problem. Whatever that thing was that killed your father, I think it killed someone else
last night."
At the mention of the murder last night, Jaydra tenses up slightly, shifting her weight onto her other foot. She tries to keep her heart rate down, but at the sideways glance Derek gives her, it didn't work.
"Until I found out what that thing is, you all need to learn everything I know," Derek says, his eyes going back over his betas. "As quickly as I can teach you."
Sighing, and groaning in pain, the three betas leave the main area of the warehouse to go get some sleep and heal. But the Alpha and the Hunter stay behind.
"What's wrong?" Derek asks once the younger werewolves were out of earshot. "Your heart's racing."
"I was there . . ." Jaydra sighs, running a hand through her sandy hair. "When the mechanic was killed."
Derek's greenish-brown eyes widen at the news and he places his hands on her shoulders. "Did you see what it was?"
Jaydra nods her head, before looking up at him. "If it's what I think it is, Derek, we're royally fucked."
"Tell me."
Biting the inside of her cheek, Jaydra shakes her head. "I don't want to say anything definite, because if it's really THAT, then we need to pray for a miracle!"
"Jay," Derek says, reaching down to make the hunter look at him. "I can smell the fear dripping off you. Just tell me . . ."
Jaydra slowly admits defeat and finally says the most fearsome name in the hunter world, "A Kanima."
Derek's eyes widen greatly at the news. "Fuck . . ."
ITSWYG
After telling the Alpha the horrible news, Jaydra leaves to prepare for the game that night against a neighboring school district.
As she arrives on the field, she notices a gigantic player on the opposing team, and apparently she's not the only one to notice.
"Oh come on!" Coach Finstock whines, looking at the body builder. "Is that thing even a teenager?! I want to see a birth certificate!" Rubbing his hand over his face, the coach looks over the team. "Can anyone tell me who, or what, is that genetic experiment
gone wrong?"
Stiles steps beside the coach and informs him, "That's Eddie Abramovitz, coach. They call him the Abomination."
"Oh, that's cute," Finstock groans before looking over his Lacrosse plans for the game.
"I found my target for the night~," Jaydra says, her voice singing slightly.
As the game begins, Jaydra immediately tries to go and block the Abomination, only for another teammate to suddenly rush in and take the hit for himself.
"What the fuck?" she mutters to herself as she watches the tackle. "Did he seriously not see me?"
"SCORE!" the ref calls out, indicating that the Abomination's team scored.
Shaking her head to clear it, Jaydra falls into position and once again rushes at the Abomination, only to once again be "saved" by her teammates. And that makes her pissed.
"I AM NOT SOME FUCKING PRINCESS READY TO BE SAVED!" she hisses angrily at the team in the huddle. "Let me tackle that son of a bitch! And if anyone interferes in the next one, I will beat them with my Lacrosse stick, got it?!"
An audible agreement goes around the team as they break and get into formation on the field.
Jaydra stands in her spot and when the next play starts, she rushes at the Abomination, aiming to tackle him. Holding up his Lacrosse stick, the Abomination stands his ground as Jaydra collides with him.
He tries to force the young hunter back, only for his eyes to widen as Jaydra is able to hold her own . . .
For about three seconds.
After that third second, Jaydra feels a hit at her leg, only to realize that another team player from the Abomination's team runs into them, making her leg give out. That was all the Abomination needs to plow Jaydra into the ground.
And as they collide with the ground, Jaydra feels a very distinct pop on her left side, following with an intense sense of pain.
Hissing, Jaydra sits up and places her arm over the shoulder, only to notice a bump beginning to rise.
"That's the first sign . . ." she mutters, before furthering her inspection.
To test her theory, even more, Jaydra tries to move her arm, only to realize that her movements in her arm are severely restricted.
"Fuck . . . It's dislocated," Jaydra says, before finally forcing herself up on the field.
"Winchester!" Coach Finstock yells out, motioning her over to him. "How serious is it?" he asks.
"It's just a dislocation," the hunter explains. "I'm going to have it checked out."
"Good, can't have my star defense player critically injured," he says, before his eyes drift back to the game, where the Abomination takes out another player. "OH COME ON!"
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Throughout the game, Jaydra notices that Erica and Boyd were there, meaning that Derek was somewhere around the school. And if anyone knew about dislocations, it's the scrappy Alpha. There's no telling how many times he had to force his own dislocated
shoulder back into place.
"Since there's a game, the logical place for him to be would be the school," Jaydra says to herself. "It's practically deserted."
Running inside, Jaydra pulls out her phone and calls Derek.
"Yeah?" he says on the pickup.
"I need some help," Jaydra responds. "Where are you? I saw Erica and Boyd, so I know you're here somewhere."
Chuckling at her quick thinking, Derek announces to her that he's at the pool.
Hanging up the phone, Jaydra runs to the school's indoor pool, but the sight she walks up on is a bit surprising.
In front of the pool stood Derek and Erica with Stiles standing opposite of him, and very anxious to get away from the two.
"Really? Are you seriously trying to have a pissing contest in the school with Stiles?" she asks, holding her shoulder. "Would you mind popping it back into place?"
"What happened?" the Alpha asks, placing one hand around her wrist and the other at her shoulder blade.
"I was tackled in the game," she explains. "And here I thought hunting was the more dangerous stunt."
Rolling his eyes, Derek applies pressure to her arm and forces the bone back into place, which results in Jaydra crying out in pain.
"Um . . . Why didn't you go to Melissa?!" Stiles demands, looking at his roommate. "You know? Scott's mom? The nurse?"
Jaydra groans and looks up at Stiles. "Because she would have forced me to go to the hospital to get my vitals checked, and then your dad would be called in and it would just be a huge mess."
After the bone placement, Derek changes the topic by looking back at the teenager. "Now, what did you see at the mechanic's garage Stiles?"
"Uh, several alarming EPA violations that I'm seriously considering reporting," Stiles says, referring to his natural defense strategy, sarcasm.
Chuckling softly, Derek reaches over and takes the Basketball that Erica picks up. Holding his hand up for Stiles to see the sharp claws, he punctures the ball, which sends a clear message to Stiles.
"Holy God . . ." he mutters.
Jaydra nods. "Right? That was a perfectly good basketball!"
"Let's try that again," Derek urges, dropping the shreds of the ball.
"All right," Stiles sighs, thinking back to that horrible night. "The thing was pretty slick looking . . . Um, the skin was dark and kind of a pattern."
"More like scales," Jaydra says, making Stiles nod.
"She's right and is that enough?" He asks, his anxious behavior making Jaydra raise an eyebrow. "Because there's somebody that I really need to talk to an-"
At the face of annoyance Derek gives Stiles, the answer was pretty clear.
"Fine . . . Its eyes were yellowish and slitted . . . Um, has a lot of teeth," he says, trying hard to think back. "Oh, and it has a tail too."
But during Stiles description of the creature, Jaydra tenses as she sees movement on the balcony above Stile's head. Crawling down the rails was exactly what Stiles was describing.
"Wait . . . Have you seen it?" Stiles asks, looking at Erica and Derek. "You have this look on your faces like you know exactly what I'm talking about."
Turning to look at where the three others were looking, Stiles realizes that the Kanima stood above him, making him run over to Jaydra.
The Kanima jumps down and hisses at the group before rushing towards Erica and throwing her against the wall, effectively knocking her unconscious.
"RUN!" Derek yells before dropping into a defensive position and roaring at the Kanima, before glancing back at Jaydra and Stiles. "I said RUN!"
Taking the opportunity that it was given, the Kanima's tail swipes at Derek's neck, cutting it just slightly.
"Derek!" Jaydra calls out, running to grab the Alpha, whose body was going limp.
The venom from the Kanima's tail, which paralyzed Jaydra that night in the mechanic shop, affecting Derek in the same way.
Stiles runs over and helps Jaydra pull Derek up and starts to run towards an exit, and away from the Kanima.
"Can you see it?" Stiles squeaks out, looking around the pool house.
"No . . ." Derek admits, his greenish-brown eyes looking around the room. "But I can smell it . . . You need to call Scott."
"Right, calling Scott!" Stiles says, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his phone, only to lose his grip on the device.
Reaching down to pick it up, Stiles throws Derek and Jaydra off balance, resulting in the two of them falling into the pool. Thankfully, Jaydra was able to keep them afloat until Stiles jumps in to help.
Just as Stiles jumps in, the Kanima makes itself seen to the three unlucky people, before disappearing back into the shadows.
"Where'd it go?" Jaydra mumbles to herself, her green eyes scanning the area.
"Maybe it took off!" Stiles offers, not seeing the creature.
But just to say 'I'M RIGHT HERE!' the Kanima roars again.
"Apparently not," Derek growls.
ITSWYG
As the two teenagers, and one Alpha, wait in the pool for the Kanima to reveal itself, Derek notices somethings about Jaydra.
One, her heart is racing. Whether or not that was fear of the Kanima, or exhaustion from the Lacrosse game, the dislocation, and the current swim, Derek wasn't sure.
Two, her normally bright green eyes were beginning to glaze over. And it seems like exhaustion was the most definitive answer.
"Stiles, we need to get out of here before Jaydra and I drown!" Derek growls looking at the youngest teen.
"You're worried about drowning?!" Stiles squeaks out, looking at Derek like he lost his mind. "Did you notice the thing out there with multiple rows of razor-sharp teeth?!"
"Did you notice that I'm paralyzed from the neck down in eight feet of water?!" Derek snaps back, before using his eyes to motion to Jaydra. "And she's close to passing out from exhaustion!"
Stiles looks over at Jaydra and he realizes what Derek said was true, Jaydra was not looking good, and keeping Derek up and swimming was quickly draining her stamina. "Okay . . ." Stiles finally admits, glancing around. "I don't see it, let's get out
of here."
As the two teenagers begin to swim towards the edge of the pool, Derek suddenly stops them, making them look over at one side of the pool. There stood the Kanima, still stalking its three victims.
"What's it waiting for?" Stiles asks.
But the answer to his question came quickly when the Kanima sticks its arm into the water, only to recoil from it as if it was burned.
"Did you see that?" Jaydra pants. "I don't think it can swim . . ."
Noticing how quickly her stamina was draining, Stiles looks at his best friend. "Can you keep him up a little bit longer?" he asks, his eyes glancing over to where his phone lays.
"Don't even think about it, Stiles," Derek growls out, his canines elongating at the thought of Jaydra being in any more danger than she already was.
But before the two of them could get into another pissing contest, Jaydra looks at Stiles. "Hurry . . . Please . . ."
Nodding, Stiles dives under the water and makes a quick swim over to the pool's edge and grabbing his phone.
Forcing herself to kick the water a bit harder to help support herself and Derek, Jaydra's breathing quickens. But the added weight that Jaydra took over when Stiles left was too much for the weakened hunter, resulting in her and Derek submerging under
the water.
"STILES!" Derek calls out before his head retreats under the water, and it was the last thing Jaydra heard before passing out.
ITSWYG
When Jaydra's body surfaces from the pool and lands on the hard concrete floor, was enough of a force to jerk the young girl awake. Coughing heavily, Jaydra sits up slightly to notice that Scott was there and currently fighting the Kanima.
"JAY!" Stiles yells out, making the teen look over at him. "Thank God!"
"What happened?" Jaydra asks, her voice hoarse from the coughing. "And why am I not dead?"
"I heard Derek yell out and I swam back before your muscles relaxed enough to inhale water," Stiles explains. "So none entered your lungs."
Nodding at the explanation, Jaydra's attention returns back to the fight between Scott and the Kanima.
The said creature grabs Scott by his shirt and throws him against a large mirror hanging on the wall of the pool house. Glass shatters around him, and deciding to arm himself with a dagger-like piece of glass, Scott prepares for the next attack.
But it never came. As the Kanima looks at its reflection in the piece of glass, it freaks out and runs from the pool area.
"Well that was anti-climatic," Jaydra says.
"BULL SHIT!" Stiles squeaks. "That's the best luck we've had in months!"
"Let's get out of here," Jaydra says, walking out the doors and out into the fresh night air.
Once outside, Jaydra notices Stiles and Scott gathering around Scott's laptop that was resting on the hood of his car.
"Holy shit . . ." the hunter mutters, looking over the pages. "Is that the Argent's Bestiary?"
"Yeah, why?" Scott asks, looking back at her.
"Because you really need to send that to me . . ." Jaydra says, her eyes drifting over the pages. "My dad's journal only contained the monsters we faced . . . But this is the entire Argent family hunting history . . ."
"But this thing doesn't even tell us what we're messing with!" Scott says, trying to understand the Latin pages.
"It's called a Kanima," Derek says, making the three turn and look at him.
"You knew the entire time!" Stiles accuses, glaring at Derek.
"No, he didn't," Jaydra says, leaning against the car. "I suspected it was a Kanima back at the Mechanic shop, but since I never seen one, I couldn't be sure yet."
"But when it was confused by its own reflection, that was the nail in the coffin," Derek explains.
"It doesn't know what it is," Jaydra says. "That's why it ran away."
"What else do you two know?" Stiles asks, glad to finally have some kind of information on this monster.
"It's one mean motherfucker," Jaydra voices. "Even dad's journal had no information on the Kanima except just had one thing about it."
"And what was that?" Scott asks.
Jaydra runs a hand through her hair and sighs. "Run away."
Scott looks over at Derek, curiosity biting at him. "Is it like us?"
"It is a shape-shifter, but it's not right," Derek says, trying to place the right word. "It's like a . . ."
"An abomination . . ." Stiles says, looking down.
Scott looks over at Derek, finally voicing another opinion he has. "We need to work together on this . . . Maybe even tell the Argents . . ."
But before Jaydra could snap at the young werewolf, Derek steps in.
"You trust them?" he asks.
"Nobody trusts anyone! That's the problem!" Scott yells out, his anger spiking. "While we're here, arguing about who's on what side, there's something scarier, stronger, and faster than any of us, and it's killing people and we still don't know anything
about it!"
"I know one thing," Derek says, his eyes narrowing at Scott. "When I find it, I'm going to kill it."
ITSWYG
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Hey, guys! I wanted to let you know that because of some awesome ideas that I've been having that can't go into this "canon" version of my story, my canon version anyway, I'm going to open up a side story on here. It will contain different AU's and some neat little one shots that take place in this world, but can't exactly happen in this story.
They will mostly be holiday related, and the first one will be dedicated to Halloween, though I will be SEVERELY LATE WITH IT! I apologize for that! But it should be out soon!
The Series will simply be titled "ITSWYG One-Shots". So keep an eye out for it.
Much Love,
ShadowLegacy11