6 – Allow me to enlighten you

A few hours later

Elena:

It's safe to say I was growing more impatient with every passing minute, waiting to see when this Isaac would return or if he'd just fled in fear.

It's not everyday some kid comes to your front door saying he wants to call a truce, especially out here. Pretty obvious he's from out of town, and even in the two weeks he's been here, he doesn't seem fazed by any rumours of Stonehaven. Strange, isn't it?

I was staring out the window, watching for any signs of him returning, when I heard footsteps coming into the room.

"What's your fascination with the kid?" It was Clay. It let out a groan, and reluctantly turned to look at him, his arms crossed. He almost looked jealous.

"He's too smart for a mutt. Or at least any old mutt, and at that he's working with a human for something. It's strange, and I want to know what it's all about." I hiss, but he doesn't seem convinced that's my only reason. "It's not like I'm the only one interested, Clay."

"Really, 'cause it seems like you're the only one."

"They're just hiding it better, I don't really have anything else to do around here, I may as well wait."

"Can we at least talk, properly, about everything?"

"No, I'm busy...waiting. Try again later." I growl, slowly turning to stare out the window again.

"Elena, I-" He begins, but I know he heard the car pulling onto the property as I watched it slowly creep closer up the driveway. "I'll tell Jeremy." He whimpers, leaving the room. I watch for the inhabitants of the car to exit. They seem to sit in the car for a few minutes before leaving. Isaac stepping out the passenger side, a smile on his face as he said something, indistinguishable to me, to his companion.

Out the driver seat came his friend, causing me to raise my eyebrows in surprise. A young pale boy stepped out, dark brown almost black hair, wearing a grey shirt under a red plaid shirt, and jeans. The boys certainly have different styles, but I have to say. He wasn't what I was expecting.

I moved towards the front door, opening it to greet the two boys coming up the stairs. I heard shuffling behind me, and I turned to see Jeremy and Antonio now in the hallway, Clay hiding in kitchen, Nick watching him closely. I looked back at the boys who'd reached the front door.

I stepped to the side to let them, in came Isaac, followed by his friend who seemed to stay close to Mr, well dressed. But he seemed to be very protective of his companion as well.

"You have nothing to fear. We won't harm you as long as you mean no harm to us." Jeremy said, a smile on his face, but neither of the boys seemed impressed. "I'm Jeremy Danver. This is Antonio, that would be Elena and our two boys in the kitchen would be Clay and Nick."

"This is Stiles, my friend." Isaac says, indicating to the boy at his side, who simply nodded at the Alpha.

"Stiles? That's a very...unique name." Antonio says, folding his arms and his eyes giving a look of confusion.

"I get that a lot." The boy replied. "Isaac said you wouldn't call a truce until you talked to me."

"Ah, yes. In all honesty I was expecting someone..." Jeremy began, looking to Antonio for words.

"So what did you want to know?" Isaac interrupted, trying to change the conversation.

"Well, have a seat, please." Jeremy smiled, guiding them to the lounge. They took a seat next to each other, Jeremy, Antonio and myself sitting opposite them. "I wanted to know why exactly you are on my property, what you need it for?"

There was a pause of silence as the boys seemed to be thinking about their answer. As they were, Clay entered, Nick seemed to be nowhere in sight which stressed me somewhat.

"Oh look, no answer. Still want to give them a chance." Clay hissed, receiving a glare from just about everyone in the room. "Come on, they won't answer you."

"It's not that straight-forward an answer. It's a little bit complicated, so we apologise for thinking about how to word it." Isaac growled, and I could feel the tension brewing between the two of them.

"Complicated, isn't that an excuse so you can think up some lie?"

"Well it's good that we don't need a gorilla's help." Isaac smirked, causing me to bite my lip in fear that would set Clay off.

"What did you just call me?"

"What, I've met bigger wolves that you. You're hardly something to be feared." I knew he was heading for bad territory, but I didn't think he'd be so confident to insult Clay to his face.

Right after he said it, Clay seemed to charge towards Isaac, who got to his feet and shuffled backwards.

"You gonna hit me?" He asked, on the verge of laughing almost.

"I'm going to do more than hit you." Clay snarled in response, swinging at the boy, catching him on the cheek.

I stood up, wanting to check if the boy was alright, but before I could move he'd already swept Clay's legs and pinned him to the floor.

"I'm no inexperienced mutt, I can take you on if you really want." Isaac growled, a small streak of blood flowing down his chin from his mouth. Clay managed to push him off, and pin him down this time as the boy struggled underneath him.

"I highly doubt you can, kid." Clay barked, pulling a fist back to punch him.

"Isaac!" Stiles called to his friend, now on his feet but Antonio held him back. We couldn't risk Clay injuring a human, especially before we know what's going on.

I see Clay ready to release his punch but before Isaac's face seemed to begin shifting. He wasn't actually going to turn was he?

But then it just seemed like his face and hands shifted, claws grew in the place of nails, and large canines forcing their way out of his mouth. His eyes...his eyes glowing a gentle amber. Clay paused out of confusion, which naturally the boy took advantage of, pushing Clay off and lifting a hand up, ready to slash.

"Isaac!" Stiles shouted again, this time more stern, and Isaac seemed to stop, shifting back to his human form. He got to his feet and shuffled back, Jeremy picking Clay up to his feet and shoving him to the other end of the room.

"Clay. Kitchen. Now." Jeremy snarled, and Clay reluctantly left, and we all looked at Isaac.

"Isaac, go wait in the car for me." Stiles instructed, and out came Isaac's puppy dog eyes.

"I'm not leaving you in here with a bunch of werewolves, especially that psycho!"

"Isaac, please. I'll be fine." He comforted, and reluctantly his wolf companion stormed from the house and sat impatiently in their car outside. The human turned to Jeremy, and sighed before looking him directly in the eyes.

"We're looking for our friend, who went missing. This isn't the first town we've been to, there were others before, but. Every time we find a lead, it goes to a new town, like a treasure hunt, and that's why we're here. To find the next clue, and so far we've had no luck. I told Isaac to get a truce because he likes to sniff around for clues, while I actually try to solve them. I didn't want him to get himself killed, that's why I said to go make friends or stop going on their...your property."

"A friend? Another wolf, or..." I asked, and he turned to me.

"No, she's not a wolf. But she does know of them, like me."

"But werewolf code tells us that if a human discovers us..."

"Well I've met a lot of werewolves and none of them have killed me, probably because they don't know of this werewolf code because they were al turned."

"They're all mutts? Who's the Alpha?" I question, my heart speeding up as I grow more worried for this boys safety. Running with mutts that don't know the code...

"Various members of the Hale family, mainly."

"You know the Hale family. Well I can figure the reason why you're not dead then." Jeremy says, folding his arms, and shaking his head. "But this friend, what happened?"

"It was maybe a few months ago, that she seemed to stop coming school, and meetings and there were no calls, no emails, nothing. So I went around her house, and she was just gone, up and left in the night according to her mom. We've been searching town after town, finding clues left by people who know where she is. It's like she was kidnapped or is being stalked wherever she runs, and this is just some sick and twisted game."

"And these clues brought you here?"

"Yes, this is the next town, but so far, no clues as to where she could be."

"Well I'm sure we could keep our eyes out for anything, but I can't promise to get fully involved, since we have our own issues."

"I understand, I just don't want you to kill Isaac...or myself if possible."

"Then we have an agreement. You are free to search wherever you wish, but be careful, there are mutt about that aren't apart of my pack. They could cause problems for you." Jeremy nods to the boy, who nods back, shaking Jeremy's hand before he makes his way to the door.

"This girl, who is she?" I say, as he reaches the door.

"She a teenage girl, who likes fashion and being normal. She's super smart, and a great friend. Beautiful with her strawberry blonde hair, never quite seen anything that compares." He describes, almost smitten.

"What's her name?"

"Lydia. Lydia Martin..." he says, fidgeting on the spot. "But I should go before Isaac comes storming in thinking you've murder me and gone to hide my body. Goodbye." He adds, leaving and I smile at him as he leaves.

"Well, I guess they don't mean any harm. That is good." Antonio says to Jeremy.

"Yes it is, and on top of that I now know that the Hale family is still alive. I thought they'd burned down in the fire years ago."

"Who is the Hale family?" I ask, as we all slowly make our way to the kitchen.

"I'll tell you and the boys in a minute, but first I shall exchange some words with Clay." Jeremy hissed, leading me and Antonio who looked at each, you know that look you give when you know someone is about to have their day severely ruined.