Chapter Two: Here we go again.
Riley came too after a short period of time had passed. She found herself lying on a bed, while alone in the room Riley could her a lot of noise coming from downstairs and so she stood up and quietly walked out of the room and into the hallway. She bumped into Peter who turned around,
"Oh good you're…" Peter began but was interrupted when Riley screamed and punched him in the face before running away, "you can't be serious!" Peter growled. Riley ran downstairs and froze as she saw torn clothes, blood and used bandages; Liam clearly wounded laid on a fold out table with Hayden by his side, Peter started walking down the stairs and Riley in a moment of fear ran for the front door. She burst outside and stopped at the bottom of the stairs before noticing Scott, Sheriff Stilinski and Chris Argent standing there.
"Riley, it's okay!" Scott assured as he slowly approached her, it was then that Riley noticed the blood on his face, hands and that had stained his shirt.
"Scott, you're bleeding!" Riley stuttered,
"I was, I'm not anymore; I healed" Scott insisted and Riley looked at him worryingly but also extremely confused.
"Healed, what the hell is going on here?"
"Riley, I'm a Werewolf just like Peter you saw him shift before you passed out."
"So that wasn't a bad dream?"
"No that was real, so is this."
"And those four people chasing me?"
"We dealt with them, you don't have to worry."
"So are you all Werewolves or something?" Riley asked puzzled in disbelief.
"Well actually no, I'm a Hunter; Chris Argent, it's nice to meet you, Riley." Chris introduced.
"And I'm just the Sheriff" Stilinski continued,
"Why don't we go inside, and I properly introduce you to everyone okay, get you something to drink and eat, and probably explain everything so you understand, how does that sound?" Scott asked carefully and Riley just slowly nodded before Scott escorted her inside.
Once Riley had calmed down and understood everything, it was decided that Lydia would drive her home escorted by Malia and Braeden, while Scott and the others remained at the Hale House discussing the day's events.
"It can't be Riley, or her family. The bodies have to have some sort of connection to these four individuals," Scott argued,
"Scott's right, the likely hood of it being the Matthews is not as high as what it was," Chris agreed,
"Well, how is Peter doing down in the basement?" Stilinski asked,
"Good, he should have them talking any moment now" Derek confirmed,
"Look I have to get to work, so if you guy need me call!" Scott insisted,
"We will be fine!" Chris assured him before Scott said his goodbyes and left.
"I should be heading back to the station" Stilinski insisted,
"Do you want an escort Dad?" Stiles asked concerned,
"No I'll be fine son, I got a deputy outside that just so happens to be a hellhound so, I think I'm pretty safe." Stilinski jested before he hugged Stiles and left.
"Sword wielding Werewolves, you ever come across that combination before Argent?" Stiles asked curiously and Chris thought about it for a moment,
"No, I've never seen Werewolves use weapons before" Chris answered surely when suddenly Peter walked into the room wiping his bloodied hands with an old rag.
"How'd it go?" Stiles quickly asked,
"Well, our two guests are no longer with us, while they refused to talk I did the old claws on the nap of their neck, made a connection and searched through their memories." Peter answered,
"And?" Derek nudged,
"Well before they died I was able to piece together some sort of lead or two. The four of them have been tracking the Matthews family since they were in New York; turns out their boss is some sort of Werewolf cross Hunter whom has his own boss who wants Riley dead because she is an anchor or something." Peter explained,
"An anchor, for a Werewolf?" Derek asked,
"A rather important Werewolf by the sounds of it." Peter confirmed,
"I'll put a call out to other Hunters, try and find out more information on this Werewolf cross Hunter" Chris insisted, Peter looked down at his hands clearly troubled.
"Is everything okay Peter?" Stiles asked and Peter looked up at him
"I guess have a bad feeling" Peter quietly revealed,
"About what?" Derek asked curious.
"Whatever comes next," Peter answered,
"What makes you say that?" Derek continued,
"They're organized, prepared, like this is all part of a bigger plan. Meaning that something comes next" Peter revealed clearly concerned.
"Well then, here we go again, another day in the life of Beacon Hill's supernatural community." Stiles nervously jested,
"Surely you mean protectors?" Peter insisted looking over at him as Stiles chuckled clearly still nervous.
Later that night at Beacon Hill's Animal Clinic, Scott and his boss Dr. Deaton were discussing previous events as Scott cleaned up after Deaton's most recent patient.
"They were well trained, we won yes but something just makes me question whether or not we truly have." Scott stated, Deaton could see the troubled look in his eye.
"I once thought I knew so much about the supernatural, but after my discoveries while looking into the Dread Doctors I've come to realize that I still know so very little. Something I learnt though, was that there are creatures out there to be feared, to hope that they never come your way, creatures not all naturally born but created by the Dread Doctors in their attempts to resurrect the Beast. I learnt that there are reason to be truly afraid, hold onto that feeling Scott, it might just keep you alive, for while we have defeated the Beast and the Dread Doctors it might have only sent a message to these creatures to challenge us." Deaton explained worryingly,
"What sort of creatures?" Scott asked curiously,
"I never found out, I only saw evidence of their creation never the full results." Deaton answered as they heard the front door of the clinic open, Deaton walked out of the back room and to the front desk where he welcomed the young lady who was waiting with her dog by her side.
Deaton's words continued to sit on Scott mind even as he rode his motorbike up his driveway parking it alongside his mother's car. He took his helmet off and slowly got off his bike.
"I know your there!" Scott insisted as Malia walked out of the shadows,
"What's wrong? I picked up something was bothering you when you entered the street." Malia insisted,
"It's nothing, just something Deaton said to me, how have things here been?" Scott replied,
"Great, their one big happy family, singing and dancing in the living room"
"So nothing has happened?"
"No, nothing,"
"Then why not just say that?"
"I don't know I'm bored, really thought more of those people would show up and want to fight."
"Well, it's okay now you can go home, I'll watch over her" Scott insisted Malia nodded and headed home before Scott walked inside to be met by the smell of dinner on the table and his Mom sitting at the opposite end of the table smiling at him.
"Welcome home sweetie!" Melissa welcomed,
"They told you?" Scott inquired as he put his helmet and bag down by the door, walked over and sat down at the table.
"Oh every word, are you alright?" Melissa asked concerned,
"Yeah Mom I'm alright," Scott insisted as they started eating the food in front of them.
"So what is the plan?" Melissa asked,
"Well, Argent is going to look into a Werewolf cross Hunter through his connections, Sheriff Stilinski is going to try and I.D. the bodies and follow any leads from his end, Deaton will do what he can, and the rest of us will just keep an eye on the Matthews, in particularly Riley." Scott explained, Melissa looked at her son and noticed how troubled he was,
"You don't seem very confident Scott" Melissa pointed out, and Scott pondered for a moment.
"It's nothing Mum, I'm just worrying too much" Scott insisted before smiling at her, Melissa smiled back at him but wasn't entirely convinced. Later that night Scott sat under his window, his head lent back and eyes closed he quietly monitored the situation outside, he could hear what was happening in his neighbor's houses, the T.V channels they were watching, the conversation they were having. Scott could hear Cory and Topanga putting Auggie to bed and wishing him a goodnight, he could hear Riley talking to her friends on Skype how happy she sounded. "You know when one really listens you are so loud!" Scott insisted as he opened his eyes to see Derek standing in his room,
"Well that's because most of the time Werewolves are weirdly hidden under their window spying on the neighborhood." Derek jested,
"I'm not spying, just keeping my eyes open"
"How is she?"
"Good, all things considering"
"That's good"
"Where have you been?"
"Cora and I just did a lap of Beacon Hills…"
"And?"
"Nothing, no scents, no camps,"
"Great, I was really hoping there was something!"
"You're really worried, aren't you?"
"Why, shouldn't I be?"
"No you should, just not all the time. It isn't good for you to be worried twenty-four-seven."
"I'm worried because I don't have anything else to do, and I don't know very much."
"Yeah, but give it time, that will change, we're doing what we can and soon we will have some new leads and information" Derek assured him and Scott smiled and stood up.
Stilinski couldn't find anything and so decided to call in some help from Scott's Dad FBI Agent "Rafe" McCall, while Argent was still gathering as much information he could, Derek, Cora and Peter would do routine checks of the surrounding area of Beacon Hills maintain a vigilant watch. While life in Beacon Hills returned to its usual normality, they continued to keep an eye on Riley who would bombard them daily with questions about themselves and the Supernatural.
"So, can I tell my best friend Maya? Because we don't keep secrets from one another" Riley inquired curiously,
"No, you can't tell anyone who doesn't need to know!" Stiles insisted,
"But Maya does need to know, because she is my best friend and we don't keep secrets"
"Do you understand how big this is, how important it is to keep it a secret? Very important so no telling anyone who doesn't need to know, that includes Maya!"
"On that note, does the Supernatural world have some sort of memory erasing machine?"
"You already told Maya didn't you?"
"Yeah I did, I did very much so!" Riley revealed and Stiles sighed, Malia detecting Stile's exhaustion decided to step in and get some answers from Riley.
"So why were those people after you, have you figured that out?" Malia asked without hesitation,
"I'm sorry Malia, your guess is as good as mine" Riley stated but something intrigued Malia and she looked at Riley suspiciously,
"You just lied to me!" Malia accused and Stile's attention was drawn back to the conversation.
"I didn't lie to you!" Riley claimed,
"You did it just then, you know something!" Malia persisted,
"If you now something tell us!" Stiles butted in, Riley stood up
"I didn't lie, I have to go now." Riley stated before walking away, when quickly became angry and got up but Stiles grabbed hold of her arm,
"No Malia, we're at school, just calm down!" Stiles instructed,
"But she knows something!" Malia protested.
"So it seems, but that approach won't help us, okay?" Stiles insisted and Malia sat back down
"Fine!" Malia shrugged.
"Let's go find Lydia and Scott, perhaps they'll know how to handle the situation." Stiles insisted as he stood up picking up his bag, he waited for Malia before heading off. Out on the sports field, Hayden was training was attending soccer practice while Liam, Mason, Brett Talbot their friend who is also Werewolf and Mason's boyfriend Corey who was turned into a Chimera by the Dread Doctors.
"So you're saying these people followed her into the woods and attacked her?" Brett clarified,
"Well they tried to, but we were there to save her." Liam explained,
"She was lucky…." Brett began but fell silent and turned his attention to the nearby woods behind the school,
"Brett what's wrong?" Mason asked just before Liam and Corey also looked out at the woods as something strange caught their attention.
"There is another Werewolf out there, it's been running, it must have only just arrived in Beacon Hill." Brett explained quietly,
"I got three more, in the same condition" Liam stated,
"A small pack, their setting up camp, they know that the forests are being scouted." Brett reported and Mason's gaze quickly turned to Hayden whom he noticed was struggling to stay focused on her training before he looked back at the woods.
"I will camouflage and gather more information!" Corey insisted but Mason grabbed his arm stopped him from leaving,
"No, it's too dangerous!" Mason protested,
"Mason, it's oaky I've been training with Scott and the pack, they won't be able to detect me, and I'll only be gone for a short while!" Corey insisted,
"We'll be right here if you need back up, just call out for us!" Brett assured him and Mason gently let go of his arm allowing Corey to carry out his mission. Corey having camouflaged himself with his surroundings quietly walked through the woods and towards the pack of Werewolves.
"This is such a stupid idea!" One of the Werewolves stated,
"Just get over it and set up." Another instructed,
"If they others haven't reported back then the True Alpha got to them, no point us coming in here looking for them."
"Look we can rest here till dark then head out,"
"I still can't get any Werewolf scents from the High school." Insisted a female Werewolf standing on a small mound looking in the direction of the school.
"Weren't you listening? This town has the True Alpha and his pack here; we don't know how big his pack is which is why we have to be cautious, we aren't here to find them, our mission is to find the others and help them finish their mission if need be, then get out of here and join up with the others" the lead Werewolf explained,
"I get that, but I heard rumors that some in his pack were High School kids so shouldn't I be able to detect them at the High School?" the female Werewolf inquired as she jumped down and joined the group.
"The High School kid thing is just a rumour so that we under estimate them." The lead Werewolf insisted.
Corey decided to return back to his friends, quietly and successfully he did so. He walked over to them troubled,
"How did it go?" Brett asked,
"I don't think that they've been properly trained" Corey stated,
"What makes you say that?" Mason inquired,
"They couldn't smell or hear us even from that distance." Corey answered,
"Now that you mention it, when they were after Riley we caught them completely off guard." Liam remembered,
"Satomi once told me that some of our abilities have switches, that it's easy for a Werewolf to turn them on and off, but if these Werewolves were never taught how. They might not even know that they have them." Brett explained,
"Well who ever trained them only taught them how to use their strength, speed and agility." Hayden pointed out,
"That all you need to teach a soldier," Corey mumbled, the others looked at him confused and so Corey explained what their guests were doing here, but more importantly told them how once they got Riley they were to leave and meet up with 'others'. Disturbed by this report, the group agreed to go and bring Scott up to date, and the rest of the pack, hoping this may shed some light on their situation. Little did they know what hid in the dark, what evil moved against them, its blood red eyes set upon Beacon Hills.