XII

THE SEVENTH WOLF

She is frozen in time, her hands scroll down the olds newspaper's pages plastered in the computer screen, she's not alone anymore, she's been visited in that empty and dark library by realization and sadness, both sinking in her chest haunting her as ghosts, she feels lost, her heart got broken so many times in the last months that she doubts she has a heart anymore, she can't trust no one, Derek who seemed to be a good guy was a werewolf, and not just a werewolf but the cold blooded creature that murdered her mom, Stiles who supposed to be her best friend, has been hiding his powers from her and the fact the knows about the existence of werewolves and plus he's helping save Derek's life right now, to not mention that, that man told him the truth about her dad.

She can't trust her dad, she can't trust in any of his words, it's like waking up from a long dream, or worse, to be born again but retaining memories from another life, she's not Allison Argent anymore, she's not any of the girls in the passports, she's not her dad's girl or a normal teenager, that's is the biggest of problems, she's broken she can't tell who she is or were she belongs, she's scared if she takes her hand mirror from her pocket right now she won't recognize the person staring from the other side because nothing in her was ever real, everything was a prefabricated lie, something planned to keep her eyes closed her whole life, and now she knows the truth and everything about her lost it sense, how to walk? How to feel breath? What is the proper way to feel? She doesn't know because she has always been what her father wanted her to be and now she doesn't know who she is or who she will become the only thing that matters now is that Derek is out there alive, healing when he should be slowly dying in her hands.

Now she misses Scott, misses him more than ever and can't fight back the tears she wants to sink her face in his chest, she wants to rely on him and tell him how screwed things are, how lost she feels and why she has to do what she has to do, she needs to hear his deep voice and stare at his crystalline amber eyes, she can't believe it is over and it is because of her dad, he threatened Scott or something to stay away from her because he goddamn bastard who can't accept the idea of not controlling her life as he has been doing the last sixteen years, lying her about her mother's death, taking her all over the country and the world without asking her if she wanted to go, hiding from her who he really was and what she's capable of. About what else he lied? Was her mom a nice person of was it fake too? She has cloudy memories about her and in them her mom was a lovely lady with long hair, sparkly eyes and a beautiful smile but maybe… just maybe those memories aren't real and they are just what her dad wanted her to believe, she wouldn't be surprised if it turned out to be true, but it doesn't matter she doesn't have a mother and would never know what kind of mother she would have been for her and everything is Derek's and he's going to pay for it.

….

Walking back to Dr. D's place seemed to be faster than running, because in seconds Stiles is getting in through the front door and climbing down the stairs to get in the basement, when they are inside Dr. D lights on Stiles' candle and then his, Stiles flickers and the world starts to get colorful and illuminated, at his right is the table where Derek lays and next to him is…

"Marin" Stiles says startled.

"Why are you so shocked? I live here" The girl grins.

"Is he dead already?" Dr. D asks sternly.

"Not yet" The girl replies indifferent.

The man beckons Stiles to give him the flower and when he rises his hand to deliver it he notices that the shadow of the flower changed, now it is full of color and light and it's larger and bulgier than Stiles recall thought it is still a bud. Deaton takes it in his hand and examines it closely.

"How the shadow turned into the real flower?" Stiles frowns.

"You moved its shadow, to get a shadow moving its body must do it too" Marin explains self-sufficiently.

Stiles frowns, that doesn't make any sense, right?

"Can I ask you something?" Stiles asks her.

She winks at him, that must mean yes, yet she doesn't let him talk, "I wanted to tell you what was going on that night but I couldn't" She apologizes.

"Can you read minds?" Stiles says shocked, how did she knew he was going to ask her that?

"No, but it seems like she has been touching my things" Her father says dryly as he takes the bud with both hands and places it over Derek's almost motionless chest, then he takes some herbs from the boxes and surrounds the orchid with them.

"Relax, you already knew it" She snorts

Stiles grins.

"Anyway, he wouldn't let me tell you but I wanted to help you I really did"

"Even when I explicitly forbid it to you" The man grunts snapping his fingers.

A sweet sounds starts felling the air, what the hell he just did? He just snapped his fingers and some music started sounding, it is warm and feels salty… how can music have taste? It has loud drums and feels ancient and powerful, it is dark and scary, overwhelming and amazingly sticky, voices tons of them chant at the same time words stiles can't understand in a language that seems like an odd version of Spanish with a peculiar accent.

"What did you do?" Stiles asks openmouthed.

"Didn't I tell you that this kind of orchid is known as the queen of flowers in South-America?" Doctor D. replies with some sarcasm in his voice.

"Yeah but…"

"It's what binders call cycles, the paleros are a variation of African's voodoo, they gather in the beaches on certain dates and dance barefooted to the sound of this music in the sand, is their way of knowledge, it's pretty powerful and dangerous, dark things hide behind every movement so I recommend you to not try to dance it" Marin explains with a grin.

"What does have to do with the flower?" Stiles says puzzled.

"They believe the orchid came from the spirits lands, it has strong qualities, which are effective to any kind of poisons because it is the queen of flowers after all"

Stiles stares amazed at the bud as it slowly starts opening up, growing in light and size it is almost imperceptible but it is twice larger than when he got it, and now its petals start to curl back to let sight of its core.

"Orchid are parasites, that's the real reason why it is able to neutralize the poison on his veins, this chanting is used by the paleros to make believe the flower that she is in feeding from a fertile host so she starts sucking out the venom, she feeds from it and cleans the body in the process, Derek's body will do the rest" Doctor D. points out motioning them to follow him upstairs.

….

The sun is rising up, illuminating the room, he has to squint to protect his eyes, as the yellow rays fill everything and clear up his vision something starts flaring up in his chest, something burns and aches at the same time, he has been fighting for so long against it, this feelings, this thirst, Stiles left him chained up to this pole with silver, his arms ache and his body feels week, craving for food, is he going to come? What is he going to do if he's hungry? Somewhere outside they are looking for him, trying to catch his scent to kill him, he should have died, he should have, it would have been easier, that missing girl, was it really him? Why Stiles never gives up on him? Why is he doing all this? Why he keeps putting his life at risk for him? After everything he has done and said why? Scott is so angry, Stiles is so stupid, is just a stupid boy who thinks can fix him as if he were broken… he's not broken he's strong and dangerous and he should know it already but if he doesn't… then….

Scott shakes his head.

What? Was that? ]

He shrugs, he was… he was thinking about killing Stiles, he was really thinking about, how can he be so heartless? After everything his friend has done for him, Scott needs to calm down, he needs to breathe and think…. HE NEEDS TO BE FREE… No! He needs to calm down…. AND BE OUT! HE NEEDS TO FIND THEM… HE NEEDS TO GET THEM!

He shakes his head again, tears climbing to his eyes, what is happening? What is happening to him? Why he had to become a monster? He doesn't hate anyone…he is good… he is a good boy…GET THEM!... He doesn't have the best grades but he is good, he helps his mom at home and do homework, and laundry, and is good at people… OUT! OUT! OUT! OUT! NO!

Stiles said…. He said he was a hero, the only thing he needed to do was…

"Think as a hero, think as a hero, think as a hero, think as a hero" He says over and over to himself, hoping to shut the inner voice in the back of his head.

….

Doctor D. offers Stiles a mug of steaming coffee as he sits next to Marin in the table, Stiles takes it with both hand and takes a long sip, he's not used to drink coffee so the bitter taste almost makes him gag, but he needs it, he has to stay awake, today is going to be a long day he feel it in his bones, the full moon, Erica, Isaac and Vernon hunting Scott, Derek unconscious… this isn't good, not good at all he can't afford to drift away, he can't help thinking about the flower it is so beautiful and powerful, if it wasn't for that flower Derek would be death, a shiver runs down his spine.

"How lucky that there was a light orchid in the town" Stiles says sheepishly trying to break the ice.

Marin Snorts "It wasn't lucky, it was planted there for…"

"Marin…" Her father threatens.

"For Derek" She says with a devilish grin.

"For Derek?" Stiles repeats astonished, "How's that possible?"

"My dad planted it in there when he was a teen so Derek could be saved, that flower has been waiting thirty years to serve its purpose"

"That's enough Marin" Her dad yells angrily.

"Why?" She shots back, "You know they will find out the truths today"

Truths? What truths? What is she talking about?

"We don't get involved… I told you!" Her dad replies angrily.

"Don't we? Then how's that you shoved him from the cliff? I made out all the suicide attempt?"

"It's different, it was meant to…." Her dad starts.

"No, it isn't, you're just trying to justify yourself for saving his ass because you're still in love with his mom" The girl says despitefully.

"Marin" Dr. D starts with a hurtful voice.

"Hello… I'm here, and if you hadn't notice I'm the subject of your conversation so it's kind of rude being unable to get anything" Stiles says reddening.

"We don't mess with wolves and they don't mess with us" Deaton says dryly beckoning Marin to sit back on her place, and the he sighs and calms down.

"Ok, what do you want to know?" Says with a tiresome stare fixed on Stiles.

The boy hesitates a second, he's agreeing to answers his questions! GOOD! He finally is going to get what the hell is going on in here, but there is a problem he has so many question in his head right now that he's not sure for where start, he's puzzled and dazed, too much information still needs to be processed and he's about to get even more and now he can't think about what to ask, his mind suddenly went blank, as if he was the one being interrogated, and before he has time to stop himself his mouth has already asked a question that has been poking the back of his mind the last two hours.

"How… how… Allison's mom died?" Stiles hears himself say, it is stupid he knows it… but… did Derek…?

Doctor D looks around scratching his nose.

"It's a long and complicated story" He starts.

Stiles shifts on his seat getting ready for it.

"When we were freshmen we were all good friends, especially Victoria and Thalia, they couldn't be apart, they did everything together, like…"

"Scott and I?" Stiles asks smirking.

"That's right" Doctor D replies with a warm smile on his face as if he were recalling something especially funny. "They were the closest friends, so when Thalia told Victoria they couldn't be friends things got messy, your dad and I were worried about Victoria, Thalia stopped eating with us, Victoria lost her project's mate and everyone started making out stories about Thalia and why she suddenly became so quiet and lonely, she never spoke to anyone and now she was always alone, she seemed pretty sad, no one understood what was going on"

When Dr. D makes his pause Stiles thinks about the times Scott and him stopped talking each other, how lonely and sad he felt just like a recently happened, after all the things Scott said and how he treated Stiles, it's not cool to lose that other half that makes everything better.

"A month later a new girl came School, her name was Claudia"

Stiles giggles uneasy thinking about his mom.

"She was so beauti…"

"Hey" Stiles warns him.

"Sorry" Doctor says with a grin, "Anyway, your dad and I started a personal war to get a chance to date her, which was pretty unfair considering he was on the team and I was a dork" He chuckles.

Stiles chuckles too trying to imagine his dad wearing the Lacrosse's team uniform.

"One day we got an school project, I can't remember about what right now, but by then we hadn't internet or computers of course so we went into library, I picked Victoria as my team mate, she was having a hard time with Thalia's sudden change, it was hard to come through lunch at school without hearing her laughs so I wanted to help I was a little hurt because Thalia didn't speak to any of us but was especially concerned about Victoria, so we went all together, even Thalia was there thought she didn't speak to any of us so we tried to not come near her, Victoria and I were looking for some books for hour research when it happened, a book fell from its shelf, we both exchanged looks, it didn't make any sense we were alone in that alley, and there was nothing behind the shelf so no one could possibly shove it from the other side, we looked at it, it seemed pretty old and rusty and it had some weird runes carved in an bright material on its cover, we put back on its place and kept walking"

Stiles tries to think about what book he might refer it definitely must be the one he showed him hours ago, what is so special about that book?

"When we were paces away we heard the loud thud in our backs, when we looked back the book was again on the floor, puzzled we came back and took the book I opened and another one fell from the shelf at our backs, Victoria took it, it was the same book"

What the hell?

"We took the books with us, it was the first time that odd things happened to us, a couples of days before Thalia and Victoria stopped talking, we were at chemistry and ours Bunsen burners went out of control and we almost burned the lab, thought they couldn't explained what happened Victoria and I knew that it had something to do with us, because as I said it wasn't the first time that things like this happened"

Now Stiles can't stop thinking about the spark he feels when he's with Allison, maybe he should ask him but he doesn't want to interrupt him, things are getting pretty interesting.

"That night, I read part of the book and couldn't help laughing it was supposed to be a manual or something? Actually it was more like a text book for a school, but the weirdest kind… weeks later another boy came into a school, an arrogant boy named Christopher Argent, the same day he got in the school all the girls were drooling about him, and it matter of days things started to get weirder, Victoria and I experimented more episodes or weirdness and some people disappeared in the town, eventually we found out that Chris wasn't normal and that whatever was him, we were like him, that's when they showed up the STCU or Supernatural Threats Control Unit, a government secret agency, Bathilde was in charge in this side of the country a moody woman but very intelligent, they told us about the books and how they found us, the government puts the books in the libraries, the books has an alarm casted on them, it reacts to people's will, when it is over the standard values the book jumps out of its shelf calling whoever found it to take a look, then when they take the book out of the library the person's data is sent to the STCU by the librarian and they look for them, they train them for years and when they are done they work for the agency"

"So you work for them?" Stiles says amazed.

Deaton shakes his head.

"We couldn't reject the offer it seemed so amazing, Bathilde made out a fake community volunteer job after School and we started our training, we came into an abandoned store back door to get into the training academy which actually was thousands of miles away from here"

"Oh god! Hogwarts is real?" Stiles says gaping.

Doctor D. Rolls his eyes.

"Chris was a prodigy he was a went through all the weaponry skills stages without issues, thought wasn't as good as me in Beats and Breathings, after two months of training we found out the truth about Thalia, Victoria and I talked about confronting Thalia, we weren't still learning about creatures but we knew werewolves were bad news for the STCU and the academy so they couldn't know that we knew about the existence of werewolves in the town, sadly Chris noticed things too and told a couple of guys in the academy and they followed us back in town and followed Thalia the whole day after school until she was alone, they wanted to prove how strong they were for murdering a poor outcast girl, Victoria and I found out and step in the middle of the fight, one of the guys ended hurt by his own foolishness but we saved Thalia, and her parents heard about it, and thanked us and let Thalia and Victoria be friends again"

Doctor D makes a pause to take a sip of coffee.

"Wow so you were badass" Stiles says shocked, how cool!

"Yeah I never felt so proud of myself, thought we got some serious problems because those morons told Bathilde about Thalia and she decided to come to the town, do you know those Victorian houses in the middle of the town?"

"The abandoned?" Stiles frowns, recalling the story they say about them.

"They aren't abandoned, they built them that time and it seemed like no one lived in there ever, but Bathilde and an small army awaited there in case things went out of control with the werewolves, she could make a call to the others and she would have on command an army of a thousand just trained teenagers ready to kill"

"Wai…wait… the STCU are all kids?" Stiles says shocked.

"They shouldn't, but it is a risky life, so if you live to see your thirty five birthday you get out of field and join the academy training the future agents and only participating in contingency circumstances"

Damn

"Anyway, after Thalia parents met us they apologized for forcing Thalia to not talk to us, but they could smell our will, they knew we were going to be called and were afraid that it might hurt Thalia, but it turned out to be quite the opposite, Bathilde met Thalia's parents too and they sorted out the things, it is true that Binders and wolves are natural enemies, according to the STCU laws if there aren't any crime actions can't be take, and by then Bathilde followed orders so she couldn't do anything about it"

"We got in all kind of troubles those years, it was the best season of my life" Says the man with longing.

Marin punches him in the arm.

"Except of course for being a single parent of a rude girl" Chuckles rubbing his arm.

The man clears his throat and the joy disappears from his eyes.

"The years came and gone and things changed, with time I realized how dangerous Bathilde was, they knew that the faces in the wind had an special likeness for me, they encouraged me to follow them to learn more about the things that might come and offered me a job in the council and I refused, by them I was afraid of what I was capable of, Chris said I was being stupid for rejecting my future and lose my chance, they didn't try to insist they knew how strong my sight was and I was going to see them coming after me eventually. Chris and Victoria took their jobs, he was a Hunter and she worked in the council as a healer, through years her friendship with the Hale family grew stronger, we all were part of a new era, a meeting point between humankind and the shifters, the werewolves are respected among many others species and Victoria as an idealist she believed that someday we could all live in peace"

"Wow" Stiles mutters picturing Allison's mother as a Greenpeace founder or something likely.

"Her movement became stronger and bigger she actually started traveling with Chris around world, meeting with pack leaders from all places, at first he was reluctant about it, he considered the shifters and others creatures inferior to humans, but with some time his heart started to soften thanks to her, he went into collage to get his degree in architecture thought his family was rich so he didn't have any issues with money, they had everything and were really happy" The man says with sorrow on his voice.

A cold feeling stings Stiles' chest, how could he speaking with such sadness about the happiness of that family? It is simple the answer is lying on a table in the basement.

"In other hand, after high school Thalia had to face her fate, her parents were old and was her time rule in the…."

"Wait a second, what do you mean with Rule? Rule like in royalty? Like a queen?" Stiles asks puzzled.

"Derek's family are direct descendants of Fenrir, also known as the first werewolf, among wolves they are like royalty, history runs down in his veins therefore all werewolves bend their knees to them, it doesn't matter from which pack they come, they believe in the capacity and goodwill of the Hales and many used to come here to meet them and ask advises and help in hard times. Well continuing with the story Thalia had to face her fate, she had to mate a young wolf from another Branch of the Fenrir's descendants, it was like an arranged marriage in the human world, it was hard in the beginning for Thalia to accept him but after a couple of months she accepted her destiny, actually she embraced it, in matter of months she was pregnant"

"Derek" Stiles with harsh voice.

"No. it wasn't Derek" Doctor corrects him. "They were three, I don't remember their names now but they were strong and young werewolves, they grew up quickly actually is funny because Thalia went pregnant months ago, by the end of the year they had four kids"

"She gave birth two times in a year?" Stiles asks openmouthed.

"Werewolves' pregnancy isn't like humans, in only takes three months for a werewolf to be born which was complicated because she couldn't go with a doctor to get an ultrasound, the only person she could trust was me and I did my best to make sure that the babies and she were fine"

Stiles is amazed, wow it wouldn't have imagined that, three months? Three motherfucker's months? He doesn't care what Derek has to say about it, they are like dogs!

"There was concern about the line of succession so the elders gathered to smell the winds to come, they couldn't understand or didn't want to understand what they saw, but when they came back there was only one thing in which they all agreed, Thalia's all seven sons should take the power when the time was right, they would be a small circle were all of them should have the same duties and privileges"

"All seven? But you just said they were just four" Stiles says puzzled.

"That's right, but the elders already saw the possibilities they knew about some irregular situations that were taking place in all the world, many agents and wolves got missing, slaughters and innocent people were dying, the fire would spread and decisions had to be made. The word about Thalia's fifth pregnancy put an alert on the world, born werewolves are used to have large families of ten or so but the elders advice leaked and spread, thousands and thousands of wolves came to bring presents for the child and his older brothers even some other races including human Binders joined, Bathilde among them, I remember her smile while she said how pleased she was to see the Hale family growing so fast and how she couldn't wait to meet Thalia's eighth son, it seemed like an innocent speech, but I knew it was a threat"

"A threat? Why?" Stiles asks frowning, he's not getting it, why was it so important that Thalia Hale had seven children?

"Because she thought that if werewolves had seven pure blood leaders it would meant the fall of the human race" Deaton says sternly.

Stiles stares at Marin she seems so focused on the story as he is.

"So everyone was scared of seven babies, didn't you just said that wolves are used that have large offspring?"

"They weren't afraid of all of the children but the seventh" Deaton mutters with a mysterious voice.

"Why?" Stiles asks confused.

"It is a common believe in all cultures, when the sun was the same size than the moon, when the earth still beat and the oceans were made of blood, in those ages where there were no gods and there wasn't many humans scattered around the lands, disputes between populations were solved differently than how they are settled nowadays"

"How differently?"

"Seven champions from a population fought the other seven to death, every one of them had a unique quality that guaranteed their place in the circle, the seven qualities were… Strength, to face hard situations, Speed, to be in the right place at the right time, intelligence, to help in the planning of attacks, Loyalty, to be even willing to die for the other six, Braveness, to encourage the rest to not be afraid, Leadership, to guide the others during the battle to victory and lastly a child with Luck, this last one didn't took part in the battle, their job was to stay in a high place and stare at the combat, no matter what happened their eyes should be on the other's Luck, they believed that no matter what happened below, the real conflict was between luck, eventually one would win and other lose, the winners would thank their Luck for guiding them to victory, this seventh warrior… this child was the most respected human being in every population and that's what the elders believed about Thalia's sons"

"Wait, the wolves were planning a war?" Stiles says shocked.

"That's what most Binders believed, but we don't need to take the story so literal, all cultures have their interpretations about the number seven and everyone agree that is a very powerful number that represents change, seven are the days of week, seven are the ages of mankind and the visible colors in a rainbow, seven hells for Muslins and seven deadly sins in Christianity, seven notes of the musical ladder, even in books you can find references to the number seven mysterious powers, like in Harry Potter, J.K Rowling explains how the dark lord splits his soul in seven pieces because is the most powerful magic number"

"Wait a second…" Stiles frowns. "Are you telling me JK Rowling is actually a witch?" Stiles gaps.

"She was a Binder" Dr. D Chuckles nodding, "But she found less dangerous to write about those stories instead of living them"

"Anyway, what I'm trying to tell you is that Thalia never thought about making a war, the elders said that the birth of the seventh wolf would bring a new era to this world, and everybody believed what they wanted to believe, even Thalia knew it was risky to give in birth this child, the seven is the number of luck and changes if it was an animal in my humble opinion it would definitely be a butterfly, but not all changes are good and not all butterflies have colorful wings, the luck isn't always good and not always bad, that is the dangerous thing about the number seven, the elders knew a big a change was about to come but they couldn't see which kind, but whatever happened was going to be because of that kid"

Stiles eyes pop out their sockets, how dangerous a number can be?

"Two weeks before Thalia gave in birth to her seventh child her husband died in an accident"

Stiles' heart squirms in his chests.

"Heartbroken and with only two weeks to give in birth she had to see her husband dead, it was so sad… Bathilde went to see me a morning two days before the big day, she told me she was deeply preoccupied about Thalia, she heard what happened and was afraid Thalia might blame the baby and their decisions for what happened to her husband, she also knew I took care of Thalia's previous pregnancies so she offered me a beverage, her own recipe to calm Thalia's fears and inner guilty feelings, I kindly assured her that Thalia didn't blame the baby about what happened and that it was just a sad coincidence and invited her to leave"

Stiles can almost see the conversation completely different in his mind.

"Bathilde couldn't fight her concern so she went to see Victoria, she knew how good friends they were and how worried Victoria would be about her friend especially with a full moon rising that night, and Victoria accepted the beverage and gave it to Thalia, then everything went wrong, Thalia began having contractions hours later, the fetus what writhing as a beast trying to break free from its cage, the full moon rose and Thalia died giving in birth a monster, a white furred wolf"

Oh god! Derek Killed his own mother, Stiles can't imagine how that could be! Being the reason why… No he can't even imagine it, the guilt would take over him, and kill him from inside.

"For werewolves its forbidden to give in birth on full moons, mother and child are vulnerable in those days, it is almost certain that the she-wolf will die, and the pup will be curse by an early exposition to the moonlight that will turn their fur silvery almost white"

Suddenly Stiles feels some pity for Derek, yeah he killed his own mother but… he couldn't help it, he was just a boy, and that woman set up a trap right?

"No one would believe that Victoria poisoned Thalia and forced Derek's birth on a full moon day, they all knew how broken Thalia was after losing her husband, and how weakened physically and emotionally she became in the last days of the pregnancy, they all agreed it was an awful coincidence, except for Victoria she knew she was the reason her best friend was dead and she would blamed herself until her own death"

There is short pause in which Stiles thinks about what Dr. D just told him, that woman the hunter fooled Allison's mother to kill Derek and his mom? It made sense no one would suspect from her, it is awful.

"Does… Derek know?" Stiles hesitantly.

Dr. D shakes his head.

"He knows his mother died giving in birth but doesn't know that it was him as a werewolf what killed her from inside" Dr. D says with sadness.

"But it wasn't him it was that woman…" Stiles starts.

"Who? Victoria?" Dr. D Questions eloquently.

"No! You know what I mean" Stiles says furious.

"Everyone is responsible, any truth is valid for what killed Thalia" The man mumbles with sadness. "Victoria blamed herself and Bathilde, Bathilde blamed Thalia and her decisions, most of the werewolves blamed Derek and Thalia's parents just were crumbling… and they couldn't they had to rise seven children and train seven werewolves, a really hard work for grandparents, when the kids were older started to blame Derek for everything, they were old enough to know and understand what implied for everyone around Derek that he was the seventh, the were jealous of him because he was the youngest and because he was threated especially kindly from everyone, they spite it him for the single reason of being alive, I felt pity for him"

Stiles does too know… but… Allison's mother…

"After Thalia's death and discovering the big mistake she made Victoria selflessly started to work hard in the relationship between the STCU and werewolves, the things went complicated since Thalia's death, some werewolves weren't as optimistic as Thalia's parents and believed that she was murdered by Hunters, there were conflicts, hundreds died because of it, but with years the waters calmed a little and everybody started to truly believe that there could a chance to establish peace, Victoria was a hard worker, she did great and finally her dreams of a peaceful and perfect world were starting to become truth, it seemed so perfect so real…so… dangerous"

"What do you mean?" Stiles asks puzzled.

"Peace, no matter which kind, it's always an utopic term, peace can't exist because there is always people whose interests can't exist in a peaceful world, they take vantage of the parts so they can achieve their own goals through the most effectives ways there are, hate and war. The STCU was really interested in Victoria's work in rights for our neighbors as she liked to call them, the STCU offered a high charge in the council, she would be above almost everybody in the unit, but she rejected the offer, there was so much she still needed to learn and she was recently pregnant and wanted to be there for the first years of her son or daughter"

Allison, Stiles thinks with sadness.

"When Derek was ten years old, Victoria got offered the job again, her daughter was a little older so she decided to take the job for the next summer when her daughter was five, the waters were settling between werewolves and Hunters, now there were rarely people reported dead or missing, for March there were a gathering, Derek's grandparents called several friends to make a celebration for the triplets birthday and to celebrate that year's blue moon, Derek was having some issues to control himself that night, he always had being a wolf born in a full moon night made him more savage than an usual werewolf, for him gain control was something almost unreachable, so his grandparents hid him during the full moon to make sure he didn't hurt anyone, hours later Chris found his wife death and a white wolf running away from him covered in blood"

Stiles heart skips a beat. "Why…why he killed her?"

"As I said, Derek couldn't control himself and…"

"But they locked him to not hurt anybody! How could he scape and hurt her?" Stiles demands the anger flaring in his chest.

"Interesting don't you think? How could he scape from place designed to keep him in and how he went straight to murder the person who was about to change the world for ever, it so sad"

Something clicks inside Stiles.

"It was a trap" He mutters.

"Many, would benefit from Victoria's death, especially the large party of Hunters that were reluctant to cooperate with wolves, people that could have been beneficiated from a war"

Bathilde

"With Victoria's death, that same night the hunters in the surrounding areas gathered commanded by Bathilde, the next morning two hundred wolves were dead including Derek's six brothers"

Stiles gasps "What? How?"

"Werewolves aren't the scariest creatures in the world, neither Igneous the most scary creatures in this world are humans, specially when they're experts in binding, there was a storm and all the werewolves vanished, they found their bodies in the lake three days later, they made it look as a massive suicide from a cult, a pity for the kids that were murdered by their own grandparents" Deaton says and Stiles can't any get any note of feeling in his voice as if he were quoting a newspaper.

"Derek?" Stiles asks.

"After Chris found Victoria's body, he hunted Derek in the woods, while all those innocent people were slaughtered, he brought Derek to me, when I saw them I thought that was the night I needed to use the orchid I planted years ago but Derek wasn't hurt, he just fainted. Chris asked me to take care of the boy and then he took his daughter and left. You never saw him but Derek lived two years with me and Marin, I hid him and taught him how to control his body and his abilities and got him a new home away from here with a new family when he was twelve"

"Does he knows it wasn't his fault what happened to Allison's mother?" Stiles asks hesitantly.

"There are things that is better for him to not know" Deaton says with mystery on his voice.

"Are you insane? He has been thinking his whole life that he's a monster and you didn't tell him the truth?" Stiles roars spitting saliva.

"It was the best choice" Deaton assures undeterred. "After I gave Derek away to his adoptive family I heard about some wolves rising, now that Bathilde got killed all Fenrir's descendants and established a control and curfew for werewolves she was in charge of the STCU in the whole country she was unstoppable, and werewolves didn't like that, many tried to fight back but it was worthless if they wanted to make an stand it have to be all of them, and here is when the gathering starts, A werewolf claimed himself the new Fenrir and started recruiting werewolves, many didn't pay attention to him, everybody knew he wasn't a Hale and the most of the werewolves still awaited for Derek to come back, for years but bit a bit people started to believe in him, he lost many battles and many friends the defeats and the hatred made him lost his mind and then started hunting packs, offering them to join him in exchange for their lives, eventually he found Derek and his adoptive family, a year ago, he murdered the humans, Derek got to escape with Isaac and that's the reason I can't tell Derek the truth"

"I still don't get it" Stiles says lost.

"It's for a greater good, if Derek finds out the truth about that night he will join them and the human race will disappear" Dr. D affirms.

"How?"

"They will not only get the support of all the rest of the werewolves in this country and in South-America but will also wining an unique skill that only Derek holds, he is a true descendant of the real Fenrir whoever Derek bits will become a shifter, a werewolf able to create more werewolves you just have to do the math to know how serious it is, that's why this self-claimed Fenrir has so few werewolves at his command, but with Derek on his side he is unstoppable"

"So if Derek doesn't join him, the humankind is safe but controlled by that awful woman, but if he joins them then humans are doomed" Stiles says finally getting all.

"Basically yeah" Dr. D says with a smirk.

"So Derek have to kill this guy so Scott can kill him?"

"He wants to be released, there is so much guilt and pain his chest, and I'm not talking about Chris' poison"

"You could help him by telling him the truth!" Stiles accuses.

"I won't do so, and you neither!" Dr. D warns him. "Some sacrifices must be made, I can't interfere and neither can you, it's not safe to run with wolves and you should know that already"

"But what… what if Derek can't beat this guy? We don't even know how much wolves he has on his command"

"They were five hundred the last time I checked" Deaton says thoughtful.

"FIVE HUNDRED?"

Five freaking hundred werewolves!

"How in the hell are we going to beat five hundred werewolves?" Stiles says shocked.

"We?" Dr. D frowns, "I told you to stay away from them"

"And Derek what has? Four wolves?"

This doesn't make any sense.

"Derek believes in what his parents believed. He only needs to more werewolves to be ready, he has really thinks he can win" Deaton assures "And maybe seven werewolves is all what he needs to stop five hundreds, something will definitely happen next year" Dr. D chuckles.

"What do you mean?" Stiles frowns.

"We are just weeks away from 2014" The man points out.

"So what?" Stiles says still puzzled he's not getting were he's going with all this.

"Tell me Stiles, what happens when we add up all the numbers that conform the year 2014?"

Stiles takes a second to understand what the man just said and then…

HOLY SHIT!

….

GET OUT! GET OUT! GET ME OUT!

Scott looks around it must be, nine in the morning or even later, he's not sure anymore he can't take it, he can't hold it back, he needs to get out, he needs to break free, the chain, that fucking chain is shrinking he can feel it, it is crunching his wrists and taking out his breath, the joist at which he is tied to, screeches every time the chain moves, it is annoying it is scaring, he needs to go to the bathroom, that's it maybe if he breaks the joist he can go the bathroom there is nothing bad… OUT! GET OUT!

The blood, the screams he can see it, he can see it now, the blood was everywhere, the blood, the bodies, those guys, the woods, the people running an a furred tail, and the blood on his chest and his claws the snarl, and the night, the fury the anger the word shining, memories of a glistening sight, it is all there how they died, how they died, how they died, how they died, Scott is not insane, he's not insane, he's just alone, he never killed himself, he can't kill himself because he heals, but there is blood, the word blood is printed in his eyelids, and it hurts, and the back of his throat is aching and he WANTS TO GET OUT, he growls, he's not sure but thinks he did it in his mind, today is full moon and it hurts, and it hurts, and there is blood, there will be too much blood.

Scott crumbles and snivels, he's losing his mind, he's losing it, he will do something awful he can feel it in his bones.

"Thinks as a hero" Stiles voice repeats in his mind.

"Think as a hero…. Think as a hero" He says to himself.

A bloody spark clouds his senses and he sees the bodies in memories, he can't hold it back anymore, he needs to be free!