Authors Note: Hey everyone! I am so, so sorry that I've been gone for so long. I thought that I would get more chances to write, but instead I was shipped off to Circus camp, and there was no wifi :( but I'm back! As always, PLEASE REVIEW! It really keeps me going :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf (but really, you should know that by now).

Chapter 4

3rd POV

It wasn't everyday that Cyra followed someone to their burnt-out house. In fact, this was the first time ever. But, she thought that, for a first timer, she was doing a pretty damn good job. They hadn't caught on yet, as far as she could tell. Smiling to herself, Cyra coasted her bike to rest behind a large tree, just on the edge of the clearing in which the burnt house sat. How does anyone live in that? Cyra thought to herself. As Stiles, Allison and Lydia got out of their cars, she ducked farther behind the tree. They entered the house, and although she was yards away, Cyra's sensitive hearing picked up what was being said.

"Oh good, you're here." Derek's harsh voice greeted them.

"How is Isaac? We came as fast as we could." Allison said, looking to Scott.

"He's been stabilized, but they can't figure out what bit him. All they know is that his systems have begun to shut down." Derek looked around him, at the Pack. "We need to figure out what it is, and how to cure it."

"Wait . . . but I thought that werewolves all have, like, super regeneration skills?" Stiles questioned, looking directly at Derek.

"We do . . . but apparently this counteracts them."

"Looks like we gotta brainstorm," Stiles said, sitting on the floor. The pack all sat around him, looking expectantly at him. (Except Derek, who was brooding).

Outside, behind her tree, Cyra was having a bit of a freakout. To put it mildly. Oh my God. What?! Werewolves!? I thought that was just myth! Well, then again, I know personally that myths are real. But really!? The one place I thought would be safe from weird things is evidently the only place that wasn't! Ok, think about this rationally. You know what's happening, and you cant' just ignore it to protect your own skin. Finally coming to a decision, she stood up (as she had previously collapsed from surprise) and walked towards the Hale house, trying to be as quiet as possible. Creeping into the house on the balls of her feet, she went around a corner, and there they were. None had noticed Cyra yet, as they were so engrossed in talking. So she said the first thing that came to mind.

"So werewolves, huh? Could've told me sooner."

As soon as those words were out of Cyra's mouth she was surrounded.

"Who are you, and how did you get in here?" Derek yelled in her face, eyes flashing red.

"Wait! Derek, we know her, this is Cyra. She goes to school with us." Erica looked at Derek, holding his shoulder.

"Hold on . . . is this the girl who has a gigantic fish tank in her house?" He looked around him.

Cyra looked at Allison. "You told him?!"

"Well I kinda had to, seeing as he is my Alpha." She shrugged.

"Ok, what does that even mean? I'm really still pretty confused on the whole werewolf thing. Care to explain?" Cyra replied looking around her. In return, everyone looked to Derek, who sighed.

"Fine. It's not like you've got anyone to tell." He motioned for everyone to sit.

"And just how do you know that?" Cyra replied, sitting on the couch.

"Well, we saw your house. Only you live there." Lydia looked at her.

"I suppose you're right." They all sat, with Stiles volunteering to begin telling her what happened over the last two years.

"...and that's how we ended up here." Scott finished.

"Wow. That's a lot to process." Cyra sat up further. "But sadly, I digress. I know how to cure Isaac." Everyone turned to look at her with wide eyes.

"Care to tell me WHY you did not mention that earlier?" Derek said through gritted teeth.

"Well, I would have, but . . ." She trailed off. "That doesn't matter now. Do you want to know how to fix him or not?"

"Yes, please get on with it." Scott looked from Cyra to Derek.

"Well, the thing in the lake is called a . . . a . . ." Scott made a get on with it motion. Cyra looked around and reached for the only thing she could say. "Its a gray velvet water snake. Very poisonous, even to the supernatural." When they didn't question her, she sighed, relieved, looking down at the grey velvet beneath her fingers.

"The way that you cure her poison, I mean its poison, is simple." Everyone sighed in respite. "But," Everyone groaned. "the ingredients are hard to get."

"I'm sure we can find them." Derek said.

"OK, well, first you must find Damiana leaf, Yohimbe bark, Sleeper leaf, hot chocolate powder, and vanilla bean powder." Here she took a breath. "And venom."

"Venom?!" Stiles asked incredulously.

"Yeah. But don't worry, I'll be the one getting that." Cyra nodded her head decisively. "Erica, and Boyd, you look for Damiana leaf, I'll draw you a picture. Scott, Jackson, you get Yohimbe bark, I can describe it. Allison, you get Cocoa powder, Lydia, vanilla bean powder. Stiles and Derek, stay here. Sound good?" Everyone nodded, and set off.

"Why are we here, instead of out there?" Stiles asked, looking at her.

"Because I need your help to get the venom." Derek nodded, and asked what she needed. He would take no chances with his pack's safety. "Well, I need to know where the lake is, and a raw steak."

"Why the raw steak?" Derek's eyebrows arched up.

"Because I'm going fishing." Cyra wiggled her eyebrows.

-One Hour Later-

"Well that was tedious." Cyra said, stepping into Derek's house. The others had all returned earlier, and were all waiting on her arrival. In fact they were going to launch a search party just as she returned. They jumped up and began to give her the ingredients they had gathered.

"Slow down, slow down, I need a bowl and fork to mix it together." Cyra put the ingredients on the table, and began to systematically put them in the bowl. Once that was done, she stirred.

"There. Done." Smiling she put it into the flask that had previously held the venom, and handed it to Derek. "Now when you get to the hospital, just force feed it to him, and he should be right as rain in about 30 minutes." She was turning to leave when Stiles stopped her.

"Aren't you going to come with us?" Stiles looked at her.

"No, I don't think he would want to see me at the moment." She shook her head and started to walk away again.

"Why wouldn't he want to see you, you saved his life." Allison jumped in.

"Trust me on that." And with that she was out the door.

"Well that was . . . interesting." Lydia looked around her.

"Come on, we have to get this to Isaac." As they raced out to the hospital, they looked around for Cyra, but she was no where in sight.

AN: Thank you everyone for reading! Please, PLEASE review! By the way, OMG the last episode! Plus I am so sad Erica died, I really loved her. But anyway, until next time!