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Chapter Fourteen: Recruitments – Part III

The gym of Beacon Hills High was filled with the residents of the town, all bustled and worried over what would happen next. The Beacon Hills Police Department were there as well, calming everyone down and eagerly awaiting the next meeting.

The Sheriff decided to have some troopers outside as well, protecting the townspeople from any outgoing attacks. A light tapping of a microphone sounded through the large speakers in the gym, followed by a clearing of a throat.

Stiles was looking around nervously, licking his lips and sighing slightly. He cleared his throat once more, and decided to get this meeting the hell over with. "Attention .. uh, Hi .. my name's Stiles. Most of you know me already, so yeah. Um, about what happened at Beacon Square –"

"Those monsters killed my husband!"

"Did you see those things? They were enormous!"

"We need to leave this town!"

"If we leave, they'll kill us!"

Stiles sighed at the outburst of the crowd. He expected this, but he also expected them to hear him out before busting out the obvious facts. "Hey, I know what you guys are thinking, alright? I've been through it. My best friend's a Werewolf. Mostly all of my friends are, which is pretty creep, given the social circle I'm in. Anyway, what you saw out there, are Alpha's. They're the strongest breed of Werewolf, and are a dominant and possessive species. The pack we defended you from, are formed of Alpha's themselves, and we need your support in fighting them off."

A man raised his hand, which Stiles noticed to be Coach Finstock. "Bilinski!"

"It's Stilinski coach." Stiles said, rolling his eyes in annoyance.

"Whatever! Anyway, how do you expect us to fight Alpha Werewolves? You said they're the strongest, how are we gonna do any harm if we're only human!?"

"Good question. I take it you guys have heard about something called Wolfsbane? For those who haven't, it's a plant that is extremely lethal to Werewolves. I suggest finding many and placing them around your homes."

"How can we trust you people? You run with them! It's YOU who we should be afraid of!" said Mrs. Irving, Scott's neighbor.

"We're fighting for you lady, not for them!" said Jackson, snatching the mic from Stiles, "You should be happy that we're trying to protect everyone in this town."

"Protect us? Have you SEEN those things? They're enormous!"

"We don't stand a chance!"

"The Alpha's will take over, what will become of us!"

Stiles couldn't take it anymore. His heart was beating so fast, he thought it was going to explode, while his mind was shifting gears like no tomorrow. It was Derek who grabbed the mic next, and all but growled into it, gathering everyone's attention.

"Look, if you wanna live, trust us. If not, let the Alpha's control you, it's nothing more than us having to kill you regardless. Either way, we're your only shot at survival." He said, his eyes flaring crimson.

The entire gym fell silent, their gaze shifting towards each other, as if making a unanimous decision. Some people shrugged, others shook their heads in disapproval, but all in all they seemed to agree.

The gym doors burst open, Peter Hale filing in with three other teenagers behind him, all looked as if they were dressing for combat. He walked over to the stage, and grabbed the microphone, smiling at the crowd.

"If you'll only give us one moment, talk amongst yourselves." He said simply, turning away and motioning for the pack to follow. The crowd began talking once again, whilst Peter introduced the three teens behind him, "While I was looking for some help on this situation, I stumbled upon these three kids here. They're each Omegas, a small pack of three."

"Hi, I'm Blake Monsuonzy." Said the first teen. He had striking blue eyes, similar to Jackson's although lighter in contrast. The young man was rather built, as if he played Lacrosse as well, but he seemed a bit shy, and had a sort of mysterious and shadowy feel to his persona.

"Ah, this is the famous Hale pack huh?" said the female Omega, "I was wondering what the all the hype was about. The name's Abigale Lilly Thompson, but you can call me Abby." She finished, winking and letting off a smile. She was extremely attractive, but her smile was drop dead gorgeous. Her dimples were adorable, and she had long and wavy auburn hair, that reached all the way to the middle of her back, though it was styled to look a bit shorter. Her silver heart pendant glimmered in the dim lighting of the gym.

"What's the pendant for?" asked Natalie, "It's so beautiful."

"You think so?" she hopped up and down, "Thank you so much! It was my mother's, before she died, she gave it to me. She told me that it had something special to offer, and she said that one day, I'd find the one who'd help me unlock its special secret."

"What happened to your Dad?" asked Isaac, pulling Natalie closer to caress her, "Is he still around?"

"Oh my Dad? Psh, of course! He raised me, and although I saw all my friends grow with their Moms, I try not to let it get to me. I love your bracelet where did you get it?" replied Abby, pointing at Natalie's wrist.

"Oh, why thank you. It was my mother's, she passed it down to me before she died as well." She replied, holding it tightly.

"Oh wow, I'm so sorry to hear that." Said Abby, frowning, and although she was frowning, she still looked gorgeous. She donned a white tank top, skinnys, and a leather jacket, all while looking like a Victoria's Secret Angel.

"Thank you, and your ring?" Natalie inquired, grabbing Abby's hand and inspecting the ring also, "It's .. gorgeous."

"My Father's .. he was really upset that I chose to leave and find a pack that I can look after, but he knew I was trying to do the right thing, so he accepted it. He told me to keep his ring close to me, and he'll always find me." She smiled.

"Well, before she gets too talkative. The name's Frostbite. I'm from a small town in Alaska. I'm a Beta, but for some reason, I can turn into a full on wolf like an Alpha, it's pretty weird, but I learn to deal." Said the final teen, who was tall and muscular. He had a lean figure, and he had black hair.

"They're here to fight with us Derek. What do you say?" Peter asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You're all in. We'll begin training soon, I hope you're up to it." Derek replied, "One more thing, if you want to stay in the pack .. You can."

Elena was flashing through the trees at topnotch speed, her fur ice cold from the November breeze in the air. She was enraged, furious, depressed, and most of all heartbroken. Her one and only mate, had been murdered in cold blood. She felt as though her heart was ripped in half, and she kept reliving the feeling over and over again, until she became so furious, she tore a tree right from its roots.

"Elena! Elena calm down!" yelled Aiden, who was clutching his side in pain, and trying to get his Supreme Alpha under control.

Elena was the only member of the pack to not be shifted into human form, as she tore and ripped at the soil beneath her feet, growling and roaring with a rage as hot as the flames of the sun. Her glossy white fur was covered in blood and debris, and she could pretty much tell her jaw was broken, but she didn't care, she just wanted in Gabriel back.

"Elena, you need to phase back, you won't heal correctly this way!" Aiden yelled again, wincing in pain at the broken ribcages.

"Let her cool down." Yelled Ethan, as leant against a tree and held his leg, which was distorted and broken. He shut his eyes tightly as he snapped it back in place, groaning in pain.

Julian came staggering behind, holding a nearly unconscious Oktober, bridal style. "Guys, she's really hurt, that Erica chick did a real good number on her."

Aiden rushed to check her out, with Ethan limping his way over to them as well. "Set her down, easy now. Let her rest for a while okay? While Elena chills out."

Julian nodded in response, and laid Oktober down between two fallen tree trunks, the moss covered ground soft and moist. He pulled back the locks of her hair, and smiled at her. "You did good out there, you know that?"

Oktober scoffed, and then groaned in pain, the slashes and cuts she received caused her too much pain to move.

"Shhh, rest up okay. When this is all over, we're going out to a nice, fancy restaurant, and then we're gonna go huntin' wabbits." He said, chuckling a little.

"Oh please, shut up and let me sleep Julian." She laughed, closing her eyes and turning to the side. Julian bent down, and planted a loving kiss on her forehead, before leaving to join the twin Alpha's.

"What now?" he asked, crossing his arms.

"I don't know .. we have to wait for instructions from Elena, we can't just act on our own here." Replied Ethan, leaning back against the tree. As if on cue, Elena stalked towards them, her hair wild, and clothes ripped and tattered.

"We need to come up with a plan, a plan that will destroy the Hale pack and all that bastard witch in that pack. Next we fight, Derek is to be left to me, understand? Kill that witch last, since it seems that Derek cares for him more than the others. We'll kill him slowly, and painfully, as Derek watches. Agreed?" she said.

The twins looked at each other warily, before looking back at Elena. "Agreed."

Julian looked towards Oktober's lying body, soundly sleeping and healing. He wondered if she truly wanted this, to take a town by force and threaten every living thing that walks by. Elena ripped him from his thoughts by shouting, "Julian! Agreed?"

"Agreed." He said, before mentally plotting a plan of his own.

"Ugh, I can't do this!" screamed Stiles, as he dropped his hands in defeat. In front of him, was a rather large boulder, which Scott had placed there.

"Don't say that you can't Stiles, I know you can. You lifted Boyd, and Isaac. Now it's time to try something heavier. We have to see how long your Telekinetic Aura can last and how much weight it can carry." Stated Lydia, who was watching along with the rest of the pack.

"Maybe that rock is too heavy to start with. Maybe we should try something smaller?" suggested Allison, wary of Stiles' condition.

"No, he can do this. I know he can." Said Derek, staring intently at Stiles.

"Stiles, that thing you did on Gabriel .. what was it?" asked Lydia, throwing him a bottle of water. He caught it swiftly, and chugged it, satisfying his thirst.

"I don't know the exact name of it, but the description in the spell book said that it was one of the strongest curses out there. I don't know why, but at that time, I seemed to remember it, like if I knew it all along. It was like it was breaking every bone in his body." He replied.

"Well, what else did the description say?" asked Morrell, who had just finished stretching, "May I see the book?"

Stiles nodded and handed her the leather bound book, as she flipped through the pages and read through it, trying to find the exact match.

"Ah, here it is .. the spell's called, Delorum Morsus." She began, as the group listened in, "Used often by the Dark Magi Khan, this curse inflicts the opponent with various pain. The inflicted will first sense a burning sensation throughout their central nervous system, followed by every bone in the inflicted body to snap apart, and finally, if the user's concentration holds to its peak, the inflected opponent's skull will crack open, and their heart will stop, killing them in cold blood. Using this curse on inanimate objects, or different supernatural creatures will have various different reactions, but be warned, for this hex needs the full concentration and mindset of the user to go through all three stages of this forbidden curse. The user's energy will be drained, and must rest immediately after use to replenish their aura, for in their weakest hours are they most vulnerable."

"Stiles, try it out on that boulder over there. I wanna see something." Said Lydia, as she pointed back to the boulder, "And remember, full concentration. Okay?"

Stiles walked over to the boulder, and stood in front of it, his eyes turning onyx as he set his full concentration onto the boulder. "Here goes nothing, Delorum Morsus."

The large rock began to shake, as Stiles' stare remained unbroken. No blinks, no tears, no nothing, as the boulder began to shake even more, often lifting itself off of the ground a few times. As the boulder began to shake more violently, it burst and sent pebbles flying towards the group and all around, but before they could hit anyone or anything, they were surrounded by a blue aura, and the rocks dropped to the ground safely.

"Woah, what just happened!?" asked Erica, looking around wildly. She saw that the pack was also shocked, "Did Stiles just ..?"

"Just save us from being impaled by a bunch of jagged rocks? Yeah." Finished Natalie, letting out the air she was holding in. They looked towards Stiles as his eyes faded back to their normal hazel color, and rolled to the back of his head as he began to fall towards the ground. With supersonic, inhuman speed, Derek was holding Stiles, and lightly smacking his cheek in an attempt to wake him up.

"Stiles? Stiles! Wake up!" he said, as he heard the younger boy's heartbeat slowly decrease into a sleeping pattern, "Oh man, his Aura, it's drained .. he needs to rest. Let's take him back to the house."

Stiles could feel it. He could feel his mind fade away, he could feel it fade into a white abyss, as he awoke, standing in the middle of a beautiful forest. The sun was gleaming, and the tips of the moss covered trees were still damp and moist from the morning rain. He walked around a bit, and took in the heat of the forest, as if it was a summer day.

"This can't be right, it's the middle of November, it can't be this hot .." he trailed off, bouncing up and down, feeling the soft and rich soul crumple and crunch beneath his feet. He walked over to a fallen log, and sat down, scratching the back of his head in the process. "Am .. am I dead? Is .. this like .. my heaven or something?"

"No sweetie, you're not dead, and this isn't your heaven, your heaven is much sweeter than this, much more worth seeing." Said a female voice from the beyond.

The hyperactive teen looked around wildly for the source of the voice, calling out to it in return. "Hello? Who's there?"

"Why, it's me silly." The voice replied, as a bright white light shone before him, leaving the figure of a beautiful young woman with hazel eyes and hair as dark as the night. Stiles couldn't believe his eyes, it'd been years since he's last seen her, and that's when the tears begin to flow.

"M-M-M-Mom? How? But! What?" he stammered in between sobs, grabbing a hold of his mother's hand and grasping it tightly.

"Shh, there, there baby, everything's going to be alright." She soothed, hugging him tightly and rubbing smooth circles around his back. "You're just in your Mana Area right now, and I'm your guardian."

"My .. Mana Area?" he asked, his eyes filled with tears.

"Yes my son, a Mana Area is where drained and unconscious Magi or Witches go to replenish their Aura. They stay here for a while, and once their Aura is recharged, they wake up. It's sort of like, a dream lair. I'm your guardian, I'm here to watch over you as you replenish." She replied, smiling sweetly.

"But .. how? Why here?" he asked again, rubbing his eyes.

"Every Witch, and every Magi have a destined Mana Area. The Mana Area is a place you've only seen in dreams, a place of peace and prosperity. A desperate getaway from the world if you will, and this is yours. When you used the Delorum Morsus curse, you drained your energy. Now, why do I sense such tension in you Stiles?"

"Mom, it's been so hard .. so, so hard to deal with everything lately. After Scott was turned into a Werewolf, I've been thrown into constant roads filled with bodily harm, and old men who wanna kidnap me and beat me in their basement senseless. I've been so lost, and I feel like I can't help anyone because I haven't gotten any good control on my powers." He blabbered, taking in a deep breath afterwards.

"Son, you're a lot stronger than you think, and you're never going to be alone. You have Scott, and the rest of your pack to guide you. You even have me, I'll always be here, there is though, one way you can pull me into the physical world, but it's near impossible." She replied, stroking his cheeks.

Stiles stood up eagerly. "How?"

"There's a pendant called the Mariatta Crystal, a silver charm shaped like a crystal heart known to bring back the dead for one day, last I heard of it, it was locked away in a village in South America." She said sadly.

"No .. no mom, a new girl in our pack .. Abby, her real name's Abigale Lilly Thompson, but that's beside the point. She has the pendant, her mother gave it to her. She told her it had a special power, and that she'd find the one to use it one day." Said Stiles.

"Thompson .. Thompson .. Oh my, Alana Thompson was her mother! She was a werewolf that died protecting her village. You must let her know that her mother's soul is incased in that charm, and with the proper spell, it can bring me, her mother, and anyone else back from the dead for a whole day. I can try to use the last of the magic I have in me to help you, but you must find the spell! You're Aura's fully restored, I have to go now Stiles. I love you, I always have, and always will. Remember that, I'll hopefully see you soon." She said, as her astral form faded away.

Stiles felt the forest around him fade, as he called and reached out to his mother, but to no avail.