Chapter 12 - Family History

ARGENT'S HOUSE

He was seated on the sofa in the living room, listening to Allisons' cooking something in the kitchen. She'd banned him from the kitchen as she wanted to surprise him with lunch, so he'd been pushed down onto the sofa in wait for the meal to arrive. The door suddenly opened causing him to look up from his phone, giving a curt nod towards Chris as the man entered his home. The man returned the greeting before making his way into the kitchen to greet his daughter.

The young male didn't know what to really think of the hunter, they weren't exactly on the same side but yet Argent had done nothing towards the teen for him to feel ill towards him. It was strained on some parts but the air between the two was mostly at ease, Mickey hadn't expected it going by the history between the Argents and Jaggers.

''I saw your mother in the grocery store, how is she?'' the hunter suddenly asked causing Mickey to choke on air, his pale green eyes staring at the older man in surprise.

He cleared his throat, ''She's doin' as good as she can be, losing dad took hard on her.''

''They didn't keep in contact?'' the hunter asked but Mickey could see right through him, he wouldn't get any information out of the young male.

''Of course, they didn't,'' Mickey said while rolling his eyes, ''Why? Your father and sister getting desperate out there, losing track?''

The hunter looked at the teen before glancing towards the kitchen, a complicated look on his face, ''You should have gone with him.''

''You know what I would have become if I did, death follows my father,'' Mickey returned his eyes to his phone, flicking his hand to indicate the arrival of his beautiful girlfriend.

''Anything wrong?'' she asked as she entered the room with to plates filled with a delicious looking chicken salad, Chris grunted out a no before kissing his daughter head as he left the room.

Smiling as he gripped her wrist to drag her down beside him, Mickey hugged her to his chest, ''The food looks great.''

STILINSKI'S HOUSE

It was kind of an unusual thing to see the buzz cut haired teen so agitated, almost looking kind of nervous as he fiddled with everything he could find. He'd been like that ever since his father had been taken to the hospital for an accident at the school when the mountain lion attacked, seems like Mickey wasn't the only one getting into an accident in the chaos.

But as his father was currently at the hospital resting up, Mickey stayed at Stiles place to keep his friend company. Not that he did much, just laid on the bed trying to get up his Stick Hero points while listening to Stiles tapping away on his computer. The later seemed ready to break the thing between sighing, grumbling and muttering all kinds of cussings. It wasn't very fun to be around but Mickey had decided that he would be there for his best friend, he hadn't really seen the guy in a while since things had been going so good between him and Allison.

''Sure ya don't wanna head to the hospital?'' Mickey asked for the third time in just half an hour, his pale green eyes never leaving the game as he waited for Stiles to give him a reaction.

He didn't like the way Stiles seemed to ignore him, how his friend didn't seem coherent to anything while he took out his frustration on the poor laptop. So whichever reaction he could get, anger, laugh, a punch in the face. Mickey would gladly take it, just as long as Stiles got his head back in the world.

''Can you stop asking me that?'' Stiles growled in frustration as he spun his chair around to glare at the dirty blond haired teen laying calmly on his bed, Mickey didn't even react to the sudden bad mood directed at him.

''Wanna order something to eat?'' He asked instead, ignoring his friends glare as he proceeded to search his phone for some good restaurant that would deliver food.

Sighing Stiles finally let out a much-tried chuckle, his hand rubbing the top of his head as the frustration left him in waves. Being mad at someone who clearly ignored your anger wasn't easy, didn't help when Mickey had nothing that could really anger Stiles. So there was nothing left to keep the frustration, so it flew away.

''Pizza.'' He finally said and Mickey smirked, pressing down to call the number.

HIGH SCHOOL - HALLWAY

He knew he shouldn't be thinking like that but it was partly not possible not to laugh at the scene going on in front of him, Mickey found it very much amusing watching Scott trying to 'stay away' from people.

''Stay away from Allison.'' He repeated over and over as he headed up the stairs towards the second floor but abruptly stopped and turned right back down as Allison walked down the stairs, ''Stay away from Allison. Must stay away from Allison. Just stay away from Allison.''

He went on and on as he headed towards the opposite direction of that of Allison but doing so got him other problems as Jackson suddenly walked out of one of the classrooms.

''Stay away from Jackson. Just stay away from Jackson.'' Scott started as he quickly turned towards a new direction which would take him away from the guy he didn't want to see, but then.

''Hey, Scott.'' Greeted no other than the strawberry blond hottie Lydia Martins, it was the last straw.

''Oh, come on!'' Scott exclaimed as he once again was forced to change direction.

All through this, Mickey stood by his locker trying not to laugh at his friends' misery. He chuckled lightly as he shook his head before looking towards the direction Allison had disappeared, he remembered they had the same class. So headed in the same direction in hope to catch up with her.

HIGH SCHOOL - CLASSROOM

He didn't get a hold of her before class but walking through the door to the classroom, it took him only a second to locate the beautiful girl as she was seated in the back with her nose in a history book.

''Hey there.'' He greeted as he put his book down beside her and sat down, a smile on his lips as she looked up at him in delight.

''Mickey! I didn't see you this morning.'' Allison said as she put her book down on the desk so she could focus on the conversation.

He glanced at her before nodding towards the books which made her chuckle before she handed one of them over for him to look at, his brows furrowed as he read the text and the pictures wondering why the girl was reading about such things.

''I have to come up with a report that has some relevance to my own family history,'' Allison explained as she noticed the totally clueless look on Mickey's face, changing pages he saw a picture of a really scary black, creature that he supposed to be a werewolf.

''So...'' He trailed off trying to come up with something to say, Allison, getting knowledge about her family's hunter business didn't fit good with the blond. ''You find anything useful?''

To that Allison's smile turned into a mysterious smirk, she held out her hand and Mickey handed the book back and she quickly looked through the pages for one in particular.

''The beast of Gevaudan. Listen. "A quadruped wolf-like monster, prowling the Auvergne and South Dordogne areas of France during the year 1764 to 1767. La Bete killed over a hundred people, becoming so infamous that the King Louie the 15th sent one of his best hunters to try and kill it." She read from the text, Mickey put his elbow on the table so he could rest his chin on his palm.

''Mmhmm.'' He hummed for her to continue.

"Even the church eventually declared the monster a messenger of Satan. Cryptozoologists believe it may have been a subspecies of a hoofed predator, possibly a mesonychid.'' Allison read and this time, Mickey put his hand up for her to stop.

''Mesonychid?'' He questioned, Allison just waved him off with a teasing smile.

''While others believe it was a powerful sorcerer who could shapeshift into a man-eating monster. But what's true makes this all interesting is this.'' She said as she scanned the text to find what she was looking for and then red. ''It is believed that la Bete was finally trapped and killed by a renown hunter who claimed his wife and four children were the first to fall prey to the creature. His name was Argent.''

At the end of her reading, Mickey was staring at her with puzzled eyes. He didn't like how far she'd come in finding out about her family's secret business, he wouldn't want to be there when she found out everything that had been kept from her.

''I don't get it, your ancestors killed a famous man-eating beast?'' He questioned while trying to play as dumb as he possibly could on the subject.

''Take a look at this picture. What does it look like to you?'' Allison asked as she turned the book around for Mickey to see the picture, the picture of the black alpha werewolf standing in a pile of dead bodies.

''Looks like a scary big black wolf?'' He answered almost like a question, lucky for him he didn't need to answer it any better as the teacher walked into the room and class began.