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Infidelity & Scandals
Chapter 7: The missing puzzle pieces pt. 2
"Ahh!" Stiles yelled as he met the pair of electric blue eyes. You'd think that after all the glowing eyes, elongated teeth, and the sharp claws that he would be used to be to it but truth is when any werewolf snuck up on him it still got him. Decyln raised a thick hairy eyebrow at the response of the teen and knocked on the door quietly with his clawed nail. Stiles reluctantly opened the door with confusion in his eyes.
"Stiles…" Decyln drifted as he shifted in the seat beside the human. Stiles ignored him, lost in his own thoughts while his perfect teeth grazed and bit on his lush lower lip.
Decyln sighed as he got comfortable, well as comfortable as you can get in a cramped ambulance. Stiles turned slightly to look at Decyln with calculating eyes as the omega simply smirked. "Sooo…."Stiles drifted awkwardly as his eyes darted to the floor.
Decyln rolled his eyes playfully at the teen and sighed. "Well care to explain me what the hell is going here?' He asked with his eyebrows furrowed.
Stiles groaned and threw his head back hitting his head on the metal wall of the ambulance in the process. "Fuc-I mean that hurt!" Stiles yelled as he rubbed the back of his head tenderly with his hand. Decyln laughed silently to himself and shook his head at the human.
"Shut up its not funny to laugh at people who are hurt." Stiles said with a glare. "Oh please it's not too serious, you'll live." Decyln retorted with a snort. "Anyway as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted-."
"By the ambulance wall." Decyln cut off with a smirk. Stiles glared at him and punched the werewolf in the arm before continuing, "-it really is a lot to explain. I mean I don't even know how much you know. There is so much going on that I could literally talk for hours and then some."
Decyln nodded in understanding. "Well I know there is an alpha pack. I don't know what they want or what their purpose is. I have no idea what's wrong with Cora. So let's just start with those two." Decyln said with a sigh. "Alright well Deucalion, the leader of the alpha pack, he wants Derek and Scott in his pack…I think, I mean personally I think he just wants Derek to lead Scott in which is total crap because Scott hardly ever listens to Derek. Their purpose huh? Well that's one thing all of us would like to know so far the only thing we know is that he wants Scott and maybe Derek in his pack. He wants them to kill his pack. As for Cora…well we don't know what's going on with her. I know it has something to do with Jennifer-or Darach and she said that she was the only one who can help her. Her life is in the hands of an unstable homicidal psycho sacrificing liar cheating bitch!" Stiles said while gasping for breath afterwards. Decyln reached and held his trembling in his own and gripped it tightly.
"Alright, Stiles you need to calm down. I need you to relax; we will get through this together. Cora will be okay, I'll die before I let anything happen to her." He said as he stared at her. She was still unconscious and for once he was glad she was because he could only imagine her snarky comments about him coming off so soft around Stiles. Stiles turned to him with angry tears in his eyes and asked, "Do you really mean that?"
Decyln snapped his head back at Stiles and stared in his eyes. They were too close to be appropriate but he didn't comment on how he felt the human's hot breath on his face. "I do mean that. Cora has been there for me when no one else dared to even face me." Decyln said mumbling the last part as he gripped his knees tightly.
Stiles sighed contently and patted him on the back appreciatively. "How long have you two been friends?" Stiles asked as he tilted his head slightly.
Decyln takes a moment to think about this and his blue-grey eyes shift in the blinking light that shines on them. He looks a Cora with a small fond smile on his face and swallows. "We've known each other for about five years." He says with a satisfied nod.
Seems to me they have the same type of bond that me and Scott have, Stiles thought with a smile. "I met her when I was thirteen…man that seems like forever ago. The fire had already happened and well she was a bit different." Decyln said his eyes hardening at the memory and then he looked up at Stiles with such intensity the human had to try with his to keep his breath from hitching.
"Where's your pack at? It must be difficult to be away from them so long." Stiles said while squeezing his knew sympathetically.
Decyln scoffed and shook his head as he said, "I don't have a pack. Technically I'm not even allowed to claim my last name because I'm an omega, a runaway one at that."
"An o-omega," Stiles eyes widened in awe and his mouth made a perfect 'o' shape as a million questions ran through his head, "How did you-you know what forget it. It's none of my business and I don't want you to open not fully healed wounds. I'm sorry for asking it's just sometimes my mouth keeps spewing out things that my brain doesn't fully process. Don't worry you'll get to know me more and you'll learn to ignore my blabbing."
Decyln's eyes softened momentarily at the human, he showed such a caring nature. He wasn't used to it, someone caring that is, no one had ever put his feelings first when they asked about his pitiful status. Those who did find out about his status treated him like what he was-lower class. It was nice to have one person care even, if he didn't know about werewolf law worked or how much it meant for Stiles to even speak to him. Decyln almost laughed at the irony but settled for a smirk, an alpha mate, second highest ranking in the pack, actually showed him sympathy and went as for to put his feelings first.
It was moments like these that made him start to notice the major changes in being in pack and not. Decyln forgot that he won't have to deal with the snide comments and abuse of being the omega of a pack. Sure, he was still an omega but at least he was free. There was no real hierarchy but more of equal ground…
"Stiles," Decyln called as he reached and gripped the teen's hands in his own looking him straight in the eyes in the whole process, "thank you for putting me first. No one has ever done that before and maybe I will tell you one day my tragic little tale but not today. No, today we have bigger and better things."
Stiles nodded simply not trusting his voice or brain to work properly at the moment. Decyln eyes flashed when he heard a clang in the garage and he gestured for Stiles to be silent. He scooted more near the direction of the noise to see what the cause was while Stiles pressed his whole ear on the back wall of the ambulance.
Decyln transformed as he felt a presence coming near again and pushed Stiles behind him.
When Scott came near the ambulance and smelled another werewolf he transformed with Peter in his arms and sprinted to the ambulance. Peter's eyes flashed involuntarily an icy electric blue when he felt the presence as well despite his current state.
"Who the hell is in there?" Scott whispered to himself as he neared the car. When he reached the ambulance he growled as he met a pair of electric blue eyes that matched Peter's. Who the hell was that?
"Decyln its fine, that's Scott he is going to help us! Let him in." Stiles said as he moved around him and opened the door. "Stiles," Peter gasped as he struggled to keep his head up, "care to explain why there is an omega here with you?"
Decyln growled at Peter and took a step forward but Stiles' arm shot out right in front of his midsection. "Here, help me get up there." Scott said as he handed him to Stiles and ignored Decyln.
"Where are Derek and Jennifer?" Stiles asked as he helped Peter to his side.
"I have to go back for them and my mom." Scott replied. "Ok so we have to problems, Kali has the keys for this thing and I just saw the twins head in that direction like thirty seconds ago." Stiles said as he bit his lip. Scott looked in the back of him and nodded. "Just stay here…but Stiles who is this?" Scott asked with his arms crossed. Stiles eyes shifted to Decyln who was still transformed and sitting perfectly still.
"This is Decyln, you remember him? He's friends with Cora." Stiles answered simply. "He's one of us? I mean a werewolf right?" Scott asked as he stared at the omega. "No shit Sherlock I thought you just saw me shift. What do you think I am the abominable snowman?" Decyln said with sarcasm lacing his voice and an eye roll. Scott turned to him with his eyes showing a honey golden color just meet a simple blue-grey pair of eyes. "Whatever, can I trust you to be with Stiles?" Scott asked holding his gaze.
Decyln smirked wickedly. "Mmm I suppose you can I have been here all this time after all haven't I?" The omega retorted. "That doesn't mean anything. If you do anything to Stiles-."
"Jeez what is up with your pack making threats? I don't care and quite frankly if I wanted to kill or hurt him it would've already been done without a trace don't test me." Decyln growled holding Scott's gaze with his own flashing eyes.
"Stiles, stay put and try not to get yourself hurt. I have to go." Scott said with a frown. Stiles simply nodded and watched Scott flash away with his werewolf speed.
"Anything?" She asked with her hands behind her back. Derek gripped his phone in his hand on the verge of crushing into smithereens.
"Derek I know what you're thinking. That I am using you and that everything that has happened between us is all a lie or that I'm evil…a bitch. I hope you're not thinking the most superficial thought, is that her real face. This slashed mutilated face revealed by the mistletoe. Is that what she really looks like?" Jennifer said as she looked down in shame.
Derek stood still and exhaled loudly through his nose while gripping his forearms in anger.
"Julia Baccari that was my name." Jennifer said as she looked at Derek. "I don't care." He replied simply not even bothering to look at her.
"I-I guess I should've changed it to something with different first letters I think read somewhere that people always pick alias that are subconsciously derivative from their original name. It's a way of not completely letting go of your identity since your name is so tied to your sense of self. Do you know what else is, your face. The one that is supposed to be staring back at you in the mirror. Not some hacked up atrocity that you can't even recognize."
Derek shook his head as he said, "I still don't care."
"But I bet you're curious. I bet you wonder exactly what happened." She said as she narrowed her eyes at him. Derek turned to her with cold eyes. Her voice was past annoying and she really didn't want to shut up. "You were an emissary and they tried killing you along with the rest of the pack, mystery solved." He said as he shot an annoyed look at her. "I was Kali's emissary," she lifted her eyes to meet his greenish hazel ones, "and I was the one she couldn't kill."
"For years the nemeton's power was virtually gone but the dying of a burnt out fire but a few months earlier something happened that caused that ember to glow a little brighter something that gave it a spark of power again, the sacrifice of a virgin. You didn't know what you were doing back then but killing Paige in that cellar, sacrificing her there gave power to the nemeton, you gave it power again and you gave me power just enough to hold onto life a little longer. Long enough to be found." Jennifer said with admiration in her eyes.
Derek clenched his jaw tightly and shook his head. It wasn't for her, he didn't kill Paige for her benefit it wasn't supposed to help her or anyone else for that matter, it was only meant to take away her pain.
"You know mistletoe is important to Druids but do you know why people kiss under the mistletoe?" Jennifer questioned. "No." Derek replied simply with his fists clenched.
"It's a Norse myth. Baldur the son of Odin was the most beloved by the other gods. So much that they wanted to protect him from all the dangers in the world. His mother, Frigg, took an oath from fire and water, metal, stone and every living thing, that they would never hurt Baldur. At a gathering, they tested him. Stones, arrows and flame were all hurled at him. Nothing worked. But there was one god that wasn't so enamored of Baldur, the god of mischief, Loki. Loki discovered that Frigg had forgotten to ask mistletoe, a tiny, seemingly harmless plant and completely overlooked. Loki fashioned a dart out of mistletoe and it killed Baldur. Frigg was heartbroken. She decreed that mistletoe would never again be used as a weapon and that she would place a kiss on anyone who passed under it. So now we hang mistletoe underneath our door during the holidays so that we will never overlook it again." Jennifer supplies before her gaze hardens.
"We were the overlooked, the emissaries, it was a mistake Deucalion and the alphas should never have made because I made an oath of my own. From virgins and warriors, healers, philosophers, and guardians to loan me their power so that I can teach these monsters that their monstrous actions would never be overlooked."
"You've killed innocent people." Derek said forcibly. "So have you, I know the real color of your eyes Derek and I know what it means. I'm not just asking you to save my life, I'm asking for you to save everyone they'll ever hurt again." She responded.
"You can't beat them." Derek reasoned. Jennifer cocked an eyebrow and smirked at the alpha and said, "Are you sure about that? Boyd asked you before he pretended he feel under in front of the alphas what happens to a werewolf when the lunar eclipse comes, do you know what happens during the total lunar eclipse?"
Derek nods solemnly and says. "We lose all of our power."
When Stiles heard the tires screech at the sudden break of Isaac's car he had never been so grateful.
"Come on come on come on!" Isaac rushed as he hopped out of his car. Peter grabbed Cora in his arms and rushed to the Toyota. "Stiles come one we need to go!" Peter yelled once he was in the car.
Stiles shook his head. "I can't just leave Decyln here completely defenseless. We're the reason he's here in the first place!" Stiles retorted walking closer to the omega.
Decyln ignored the shouts in the background as his eyes focused on a form.
X Parent/ Guardian signature:
"Decyln we need to go!" Stiles yelled while pulling his arm.
"Stiles let's go and I say to hell with the omega. He's not one of ours therefore not our priority." Peter snapped in agitation.
"Stiles lets go, we don't have time!" Isaac said impatiently.
Wasn't she collecting the guardians and parents? She needs two more…but the only pare-shit! Decyln thought. The omega ran towards the hospital with Stiles on his heels.
"DECYLN!"
"STILES!" Peter and Isaac said simultaneously as they watched the human follow the omega in the hospital. Isaac prepared to chase him down but Peter pulled him back with one swift tug.
"Guardians Scott, you help me catch Jennifer I'll help you get your mother and Stiles' father back." Deucalion said smoothly.
Scott looked at the ground as he clenched his fists contemplating what he should do and tears stung his eyes as he felt his will giving in.
There is no other way, He thought helplessly.
"Scott, don't do this, don't go with him." Stiles said as he felt his own eyes sting.
"I promise to get your dad back Stiles." Scott said as he turned to walk away from his long time best friend.
Stiles felt his eyes burn more as he watched the departing figure. "No, Scott we-there has to something we could do. We always have a plan 'b'." The human said shakily. Scott sighed lowly and looked over his shoulder and shook his head. "I-we don't but it's ok. We'll be ok and we will get through this. I will find our parents no matter what I have to do." He said as he gripped his sides tightly. Decyln watched the whole scene unfold with a frantic expression. "Wait Scott..." He drifted as bit his lower lip in concentration, "I-I'll help you, yeah I'll help you kill this Jennifer bitch."
Stiles turned around and glared at the omega. "Are you kidding? No freaking way I'm letting you fight with a powerful and vengeful ex-emissary that gives alphas a hard time! No, I don't know if you have noticed but you're an omega and you my friend are the weakest link of the chain." Stiles said with a sigh.
Decyln rolled his eyes in response. "Trust me Stiles I am more than capable of taking care of myself."
"I'm not too sure about that...last year Derek showed me just how easy the hunters, who are all human by the way, tracked and killed an omega. It's not safe, Jennifer is a very -." Scott was cut off in midsentence by the booming laughter of the blind alpha.
"None of you actually know who Decyln Salvador is, do you?" Deucalion asked with a smirk.
Decyln glared at the alpha as he clenched his fists. His heart was beating rapidly and he was pretty sure Scott could hear-smell his anxiety, all the signs of it that is. This was so not going to end well. A trip down memory lane wouldn't be the help anyone trust him.
"My past doesn't matter Deucalion. Everyone has their mistakes that needs to be buried." Decyln responds as he steps closer to the pair. Stiles makes a move to step forward as well but the omega's fast reflexes push him back before he could even blink.
"Oh but I bet Scott and Stiles would beg to differ, you see Decyln has quite an interesting history. I mean at one point he was one of the most rabid, feared, and cruel supernatural beings to walk the earth...he caused chaos and almost everyone wanted him dead. No one could, kill him that is, he was a prodigy assassin and with reason too. He comes from a very prestigious pack and was trained by one of the best." Deucalion explained. The alpha circled around the omega and the human while looking at him with calculating eyes; he wasn't always blind after all. His wolf allowed him to have better use of his senses such as; smell and hearing.
He could smell the fear coming off of Stiles in a thick layer of his sweat, his over enhanced hearing allowed him to hear the way his breath hitched ever so slightly and the way his heart picked up when he circled around him. The alpha smirked when he heard Decyln circle around Stiles as he circles around them, a sign of protectiveness maybe?
"Why? No offense but I assume that Decyln was feared after he became an omega, because with the whole prestigious pack thing, they wouldn't allow him to go off the rails. Omegas are said to be one of the weakest links of the pack-the abandoned and unwanted." Stiles said with an arched eyebrow.
"Ahh you see Decyln wasn't unwanted though...he was second in line to be alpha and one of the top five highest ranking betas at the age of eleven, yes he was that elite. However that all went to hell when Decyln met someone and of course his love for the girl made him pay a price. Love ruins all as the expression goes." Deucalion said with a satisfied hum.
Decyln eyes flashed an icy blue and he growled at the alpha. Scott stepped up and shook his head at the omega. "Decyln I don't know what you did but something...something says I can trust you-my instinct. I hope that you don't take advantage of my trust," Scott ran up to the omega at werewolf speed and put his mouth right next to his ear, "I will find you and kill you if anything happens to Stiles. Keep him safe."
Stiles' eyes darted back and forth between all the werewolves and he would be lying if he said the closeness to all of them wasn't nerve racking. Scott swiftly moved back to Deucalion side and nodded curtly at the omega and smiled tiredly at Stiles.
"Yes, enough story time we have bigger things to attend to. Oh and Decyln," The alpha paused his step and froze but didn't turn back, "the offer is still on the table. Your old pack may have been foolish to let such a strong asset such as yourself go but trust me when I say I'm not. I know all of what you are capable of and we could help each other out, think about it."
"I've said this over and over again. I will never join your pack, ever. I won't ever join any other pack." Decyln said as his fangs peeked through the corners of his mouth. "Tsk, still loyal as ever I see. Well there is always next time! Scott lets go." Deucalion said as the pair both vanished with their werewolf speed.
"Derek!" Stiles yells as he shakes the alpha frantically. Damn you Derek please don't kill me before doing this again, Stiles thought as he raised his fist to punch him.
Decyln sighed in relief when Derek caught the human's fist just inches from his face.
"Stiles?" The alpha rasped out.
"Oh thank-Derek what the hell happened in here?!"
Derek sat up slowly with a puzzled expression as he looked in the small space of the elevator. He sniffed the air lightly and growled at the presence of Decyln.
"Why is the omega here?" He said as he glared at the corner of the hospital hallway. Decyln stepped out of the shadows with a smirk implanted on his face as Derek scowled. "Well, well didn't know you actually did titles Derek. Thought that was to old school for you but on another note, I'm not here for you, I'm looking out for Stiles." Decyln informed as his smirk turned into a frown.
Derek turned to look at Stiles looking impassive as he asked, "Where is she?"
Stiles face fell for two seconds before he furrowed his eyebrows angrily. "Who Jennifer? She left with Scott's mom-," "She took her?" He cut off dazed. "Yes and if that's not enough of a kick to the balls Scott left with Deucalion ok so we have to get you out of here before the cops start showing up. Like right now! "Stiles exclaimed looking frantic as he lifted the larder male with his hand.
"Where's Cora?" He asked worriedly still in his daze. Decyln walked closer to the elevator and towards Stiles but before he could step foot in the box Derek stood up with his werewolf speed completely turned as he stood in front of Stiles in a possessive stance.
"I warned you before to stay away from him." The alpha said through his elongated teeth.
Decyln held out his hands in mock surrender and shrugged. "Derek calm down I didn't do anything to him and as for Cora she still is with Isaac and Peter." The omega said as he inspected his nails leisurely. Stiles pushed Derek slightly and went around him and stood by Decyln's side.
"Derek listen-Decyln is on our side, he is helping us and he-." "Is not to be trusted Stiles! He's an omega and if you knew anything about pack dynamics you would know that an omega is never to be trusted!" Derek snapped as he cut Stiles off.
"Oh well you know what," Stiles scoffed, "I'm sorry for not understanding this pack bull but right now is not the time to be arguing I'm really not in the mood to go at it with you Derek. I'm feeling feverish, my stomach is in knots, I have a throbbing sensation in my left temple, and I feel like I want to puke my guts outs so can you please just save it and shut up."
Decyln watched in amusement as Derek's eyes widened at Stiles' confession. My guess is that someone has never been talked to like that, Decyln thought with a smirk.
Decyln watched as Derek raced out his car and heard Allison ask, "Where's Scott and Stiles?"
"Stiles is still at the hospital, he's going to try and hold off the cops for us." Derek responded as he carried Cora in his arms and put her in the backseat of his car. "We have to go right now."
"What about Scott and Melissa?" Chris questioned. "Jennifer took Melissa." Derek replied voice strained.
"What about Scott?" Allison asked nervously as she bit her lower lip. Derek shook his head to himself and continued walking to the driver's side of his car. "Derek, where's Scott?" Allison asked louder. Derek paused as he gripped the handle to his car and turned around to face the hunters and his beta with a huff.
Police sirens wailed around the hospital and blue and white bright lights beamed in the windows on the hospital. Stiles sighed as he sank deeper in the-oh so uncomfortable hospital chair- and rubbed his hand over his face in frustration. This was SO going to be a long night.
The teen threw his head back and groaned silently to himself as he saw the group of F.B.I. come into the hallway with all their equipment. How the hell could he outsmart a federal agent? Stiles looked through the group of forensics and spotted the person in charge of the investigation. This douche, oh hell yeah I so got this, Stiles thought confidently. "Oooh just perfect." He said as he groaned to himself.
"A Stilinski in the center of this whole mess. What a shocker think you can answer some questions without the usual level of sarcasm?" The F.B.I. agent asked with his hands in his pocket coolly. Stiles glared at the man with as much hatred he could muster.
The teen jutted his head out in comprise as he said, "If you can ask the questions without the usual level of stupid." The man chuckled and shook his head with a semi-fond smile on his face. The agent ran a hand over his face and Stiles couldn't believe how much the man hasn't changed despite it being years since he has last seen him. Still cocky sarcastic smile and his calculating stern eyes, yup, haven't changed at all.
Stiles loathed him with a fiery passion. He was nothing like...he was just different than him.
So much different and for that Stiles was glad.
"Where's your dad and why hasn't anyone been able to contact him?" He asked seriously with all traces of a smile gone. "I don't know I haven't seen him in hours." Stiles responded quickly.
"Is he drinking again?" The agent questioned with an undertone of concern. Stiles scoffed to himself as he shook his head. "What do you mean again? He never had to stop." The teen replied.
"But he did have to slow down. Is he drinking like he used to?" The man asked as he squinted suspiciously at the teen. "Alright how about this, next time I see him I'll give him a field sobriety test. Ok we'll do the alphabet starting with F and with ending with U." Stiles retorted defensively as he squinted back his hands gripping the armrests of the chair.
The man smiled-not so fondly again and asked, "Why don't you just tell me what the hell happened here?"
Stiles shook his head and sighed to give him time. "I don't know I was stuck in the elevators the whole time." The agent straightened his posture and sighed before his eyes shifted to the elevators. "You're not the one who put the names on the elevator were you?"
Stiles froze in his seat and his head shot up. "What name?" He asked frantically. The detective shook his head.
"What about your friends? Hmm, where are they?" The agent questioned with a cocked eyebrow.
At this Stiles smirked, the man had a soft spot and he'll be damned if he didn't use it. "You mean Scott?" Stiles questioned carelessly looking around the room. "All of your friends. People are missing Stiles and one of them is your father." The McCall agent said seriously.
At the reminder Stiles forced himself to look away and swallowed the thick lump that formed in his throat. He shook his head and shot a 'helpless' look at the agent. "I don't know anything; like I said before I was stuck in the elevator the whole time. Even if I knew I still wouldn't help you." Stiles said bluntly with his arms crossed over his chest.
The elder McCall frowned and glared at him in frustration.
Derek started at his sister helplessly as he saw her cough viciously, hands clenched together with heavy black bags around his eyes. A thick layer of the gooey black liquid was caked at the top corner of her lip but she made no move to wipe it.
Isaac stepped out from the shadows of the corner of the room, fed up, and asked, "She's dying isn't she?"
"I don't know." The alpha said hopelessly. "What are you going to do?" The beta urged.
Derek inhaled deeply and shut his eyes tightly before he shook his head. "I don't know." He responded.
Isaac walked closer to his alpha and gripped his tight curls in his large hand tightly and exhaled loudly. "Do you want to figure something out? Hmm because while Scott and Stiles were out there trying to help people from being killed you were in here tolling around in the sheets with actual killer! Do you get how many people she has killed? Boyd almost died and Cora is dying and you are doing nothing! Why did you do this to us Derek? Not only to us but to Stiles. Was it all about the power? Were you bored of him? Was he not enough? Did you feel complete with her? Were you lonely?" Isaac questioned angrily as he got closer to Derek.
Derek looked down at the floor with his jaw clenched and his hands gripping his knees tightly. Was he lonely and did this mass murderer complete him? "Maybe." Was his simple reply.
Isaac scoffed at the alpha and turned away and started walking away. "I told Cora I wouldn't leave. I-I'll help the others when I figure out how to help her out." Derek said calmly.
The beta paused as he reached the metal door. "There is no time Derek! We have no time! The full moon is coming and the Sheriff and Melissa are going to be dead so I'm going to try and help them," Isaac's voice lowered and octave when he said the next part to his speech, "Stiles almost died the other night, no; he did die the other night because of you. If hadn't been for Peter he would've been dead could you live with that? While you were having fun and screwing this chick he was sick and on the verge of dying. You could sit here and prefect the art of doing nothing." With that the beta slammed the metal door behind him loudly.
Derek body was as stiff as a post and face as pale as a ghost. Angry tears stung his eyes and he searched for Peter on the spiral stairs, eyes full of questions. His red eyes flickered to the omega a few steps on top and met his own icy blue ones. He was like him; he too has taken an innocent life but whom? "Isaac was right you know…" Decyln said drifting as he made his way down the spiral staircase.
"I wouldn't take it personally," Peter started with a sigh as he too made his way down the spiral staircase, "anger is just a tool. He's using it to excuse shifting allegiance…from one alpha to another, from you to Scott."
Derek sighed into his hands and shook his head slightly. "Scott's not an alpha yet."
"True but he is however on his way… hmm he's pretty smart. I mean because let's face it Derek isn't the best alpha." Decyln said with a nod. "He's still pretty young he just-." Decyln cut the Peter off with a loud snort. "Young or not, he still isn't fit to be an alpha. He's too angry, dependable, uncoordinated and the list goes on and on."
Derek glared at the omega icily. "You know nothing about me." He responded coldly.
Decyln nodded in agreement. "Ah that may be so Derek but I know enough." He retorted smartly. Peter rolled his eyes at the omega. "Like you would know anything about being an alpha, you're an omega meaning the lowest." Peter said with a smirk.
"Hmm I know a lot actually. I wasn't always the omega; I was actually second in line for the title so I was trained while in Derek's case he was not. He was just trained to listen like a solider, a beta in other words, nothing more. He was never meant to be an alpha because it wasn't in his cards. Me however it so was because I was the second highest ranking beta, right after my brother that is." Decyln said with a wry smirk.
Derek shook his head in response with his eyes still glued to the floor he didn't –couldn't- find the energy to fight with the omega today. "Well that's beside the point anyway I shouldn't kick a man when's down." Decyln said with a sigh. Derek lifted his eyes to the omega but he was no longer paying attention to him but instead his sister.
His posture was still straight as he leaned against the wall but he bit his nibbled on his lower lip and frowned all at the same time, he was concerned just as much as Derek was. "How do you know my sister?" Derek asked staring at the man through slightly squinted eyes.
"I was already asked that my Stiles but I suppose I can tell the tale again." Decyln replied with a devious smirk as he glanced at Cora.
"The role is guardian Allison more than anyone you know that isn't something I actually lived up to lately." The elder Argent said as he opened the door to the penthouse.
"But she took Scott's mom and Stiles' dad that is not a coincidence." She said as she rushed from being him. "Yeah and lets also consider the fact that someone wrote your name in large block letters on the elevator doors that kind of felt like a warning to me." Stiles added as he sat on the cushion-y seat.
"I think it might be Morrell she knows a lot more than she lets on and she might be even trying to help us." Allison said as she leaned on the table. "Well she needs to get on that faster, ok, seeing as the lunar eclipse is less than two freaking nights away!" Stiles ranted. "Stiles don't give up hope." Argent said with sympathetic eyes.
"They could already be dead." He responded weakly. "I don't think so, something about Jennifer's tactics is like she' still positing and still moving pieces into place." The elder Argent responded.
The teen felt a sudden familiar lurch in his stomach and thrashed on other side of the couch and half of his body was leaning over the couch as he started gaging. Black thick liquid started oozing down his face through his nose as he erupted into a coughing fit. "STILES!" Allison yelled worriedly as she rushed to his side. Stiles shook his head and motioned that he was going to puke and the huntress immediately rushed to get the small trashcan.
"What's wrong with him?" The hunter asked urgently. "H-He's been experiencing some symptoms and he's supposed to be on bed rest, he must have strained himself too much." She responded as she rubbed soothing circles at the small of his back.
"What do you mean he's been-." The Argent stopped in mid-sentence as a swift wave of air hit him abruptly. A pair of honey colored eyes met his and then they dropped to the teen that was currently puking his guts out.
"Where's your water faucet at?" The beta asked quietly. The Argent hunter pulled on of his drawers out and grabbed a fresh bottle out. "Will this one do?" He asked as he shook it in his hand. Isaac nodded and reached to grab it. "Here Stiles drink this."
Stiles smiled at the beta gratefully and took and rinsed his mouth and spit into the trash. The water turned a dark black color when it was spewed from his mouth and it took all of his will power to not flinch back in disgust. Allison and Isaac however seemed unfazed by it as if they were already used to him doing this.
"Are you ok now?" Isaac asked with concern. Stiles nodded slowly and shot him a weak smile. "I'm fine, really guys. I don't know where that came from it was just this sudden pain that shot up my arm and I don't know…" He muttered as he shook his head.
"Stiles are you sure you want to continue with this?" The hunter asked sternly as he stared him dead in the eyes. "Yes, Mr. Argent I have to do this and I will do this with or without your help." He replied.
"Alright, well it's a good thing too because we're going to need your help." The Argent said seriously as he looked at all of them. "Just tell me where to start." Stiles said with a sigh.
Isaac gripped the chair tightly and nodded. "I can't shot a gun or use a crossbow but," He flexed his hand and released his claws as his eyes turned a bright yellow color, "I'm getting pretty good with these."
"Great. Now the places where the sacrifices have taken place have usually been in different locations as well as the bodies but I think that the placement has to do with the strength of the current. There's the school, the animal clinic, and the back." The hunter explained as he demonstrated to them on the map. "Wait a second she wouldn't use the same place twice would she?" Stiles questioned.
"Only if she didn't succeed the first time." The elder Argent replied. "Scott's boss." Allison said as she remembered. "Deaton." Stiles specified with a nod. "Why do I feel like that means something?" Isaac asked. "That's just one place we're going to need a lot more help." Stiles reasoned.
"What about Lydia?" Allison asked as she turned to face Stiles. "Lydia? What can she do?" The hunter questioned-confused. "Umm…Lydia sort of has a talent. She somehow ended up finding the bodies without actually looking for them." Stiles replied.
"But…what is she, psychic?" He asked. Stiles nodded with his mouth opened and clenched his jaw in frustration before settling with, "She's something."
Derek gripped his sisters' arm and watched as veins darkened. He looked heavenwards as he inhaled sharply at the pain rising in his arm to his chest. Cora inhaled deeply and turned slightly in relief as some of the pain was going.
"Careful." Peter said as he watched Derek groan once he released her arm. Decyln sat beside her on the bed and dabbed the wet cloth on her forehead. She squirmed slightly under his touch but leaned into it when she heard his voice. "It can't be healthy doing that as much as you're doing it, make sure you don't overdue it." Decyln warned.
Derek panted as he struggled to reopen his palm. "Don't worry I know going too far can kill me." Derek said slowly. "That's not exactly what I meant." Peter explained. Decyln raised an eyebrow at the uncle suspiciously…there was something off about him.
Stiles and Isaac watched as both of the hunters pulled out there weapons and inspected wearily and took a cautious step back.
"I thought you guys were retired." Stiles said as he looked at the weapons uncomfortably.
"Retired, yes but defenseless no. Keep your phones on, if you hear anything from Scott you let us know immediately." The hunter replied as he slid a blade into the corner pocket of his jacket.
"Seeing as he turned his phone off I don't think that's very likely." Stiles said with a sigh. "Just remember guys that he's just doing this because he thinks its right." The hunter said as his eyes shifted from Stiles to Allison.
Another familiar breeze was heard followed by a thud. Boyd stopped right outside the door and leaned on the frame fully transformed. "I'm glad I caught you guys before you left. Count me in on whatever you're doing." He said seriously.
"I've heard it's something only an alpha can do and with good reason." Peter explained cautiously. Derek glanced at him and Decyln saw hope shimmer in his eyes, he truly felt bad for him. Sure he was an asshole and just completely clueless but that didn't mean he deserved such a messed up life. "Which is?" Derek asked as he clenched his fists tightly.
Why did he make himself so vulnerable in front of this man? Sure he was family by blood but that didn't mean he acted like it, Cora told him some things about her uncle and not all of them were too fond.
"You know normal wolves never abandon a member of the pack, they care for it. They bring it food from a kill; they regurgitate it into the mouth of the injured wolf. They even give it physical and emotional comfort by intensively grooming it. They can do more than just ease pain they can be instrumental in healing their own." Peter explained.
"If you are trying to tell me that I can save her just tell me." Derek said as he gripped the table tightly. Decyln studied Peter and his movements as he spoke, he seemed genuinely concerned for Cora but there was more, something else but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Why would he tell Derek this if it was all based on legend? Then again werewolves are legends.
"What I'm telling you," Peter's eyes shifted over to Decyln-almost nervously, "is that I heard it was possible."
"How?" Derek asked quickly. "It's that spark of power that makes you the alpha. When you take her pain she draws from the power that provides you those special gifts. The power that heightens your senses, your strength, the power that transforms your body, as an alpha you have that bit of extra, that spark that intensifies your eye color from that bright yellow into a searing red." Peter explains looking the alpha dead in the eyes.
"If I can save her then-." Derek starts put Peter cuts him off with a shake of his head. "If-If-I didn't say it works every time," Peter turns towards the window with his arms tangled behind his back, "it could just as easily kill you."
Derek looked down, jaw tightly clenched-he really needed to stop doing that- and turned his gaze to Cora taking in the information slowly. He nibbled his lip and shook his head. "How do I do it? By taking her pain?" He asked.
Decyln's eyes darted to Peter expecting him to yell or get some reaction other than calm. The omega's eyes squinted in suspicion and his eyes zeroed in on his face, there was a hint of smirk there but just as fast as it was placed it left. "That and then some because there is a cost." He said as he turned around.
This is why you are taking features of his body such as his tattoo hence the name body connection.
Decyln stepped off of the bed angrily and glared at Peter. "Where does that leave Stiles? He's a human," Derek and Peter snapped their flashing eyes at him at his sudden outburst but he continued, "and this whole body connection thing. He told me about that so can he be affected by this? What will happen to him if Derek does this? Derek is an alpha and has the life force to do this but Stiles? He's a human who is already in a weakened state as it is."
Derek shot a look at Peter as his face paled. "What the hell is he talking about?" Derek growled.
"Well I'm not quite sure actually, smart observation. Quite frankly I forgot about that part…that could be a major problem." Peter mumbled to himself as he folded his arms and tucked his hand under his chin.
"Why am I the only one that doesn't know about this?" Derek yelled angrily. Decyln rolled his eyes at the alpha but stepped closer to Peter. "Well I didn't and I have feeling due to this whole body connection thing Stiles has a major possibility of dying-wait when Derek heals Cora does he feel it too?" Decyln exclaimed loudly.
"Well…" Peter drifts as he stares in between both werewolves and chuckles nervously, "there is a chance that he might have been feeling some side effects… and that may also be the reason why Derek has been able to heal Cora so much without passing out. The power of a mate bond, especially body connection is very strong and there is a possibility that Derek has been unintentionally taking power and energy from Stiles as well."
Derek nostrils flared as his eyes turned at bright searing red. His teeth elongated with a snarl deep in his throat as side burns thickened and then he was finally transformed as a true alpha, in his true form. With lighting speed he grabbed his uncle by the throat and pushed him into the window harshly as he looked back at Decyln. "Go find Stiles and make sure he is ok. I will take care of things with Cora." Derek said deeply.
"What are you going to do about Cora?" Decyln asked as his eyes flashed a bright electric blue and his fangs sprang out from the corners of his mouth.
"I need you to help me with something Decyln…I know you don't have to do this but I'm asking you this. I have to try and preform this on Cora-."
"But it is not even guaranteed that it will work and not mention you can die-Stiles can die." The omega cut off.
"I know but I will die for her Decyln, she's my family-I have to try. I need you to help Stiles so he doesn't die. He doesn't deserve to be wrapped in all of this so while I'm doing this- Stiles will show signs excruciating pain and when he does I need you to take as much as pain as you can without overdoing it and killing yourself." Derek asked pleadingly as he gripped Peter's throat tighter cutting off his air supply.
Decyln nodded without a second thought and ran out the door slamming it behind him.
Once the alpha was sure he was gone he threw the beta on the floor and looked at his sister sadly. Peter gasped and heaved as he regained his breath and glared at the younger Hale.
"What the hell Derek?"
Boyd looked at the metal circular door and paused in front of it as the rest scurried in. He took a deep calming breath just as Derek told him countless time before and took a step closer and flinched at the memories that started flooding through his mind. His claws punctured small holes in his palms and closed up momentarily afterwards.
Isaac turned and glanced at Boyd worriedly over his shoulder. "You ok Boyd?" He asked as he walked closer to him. Boyd nodded but his eyes flashed a bright yellow and Isaac held him back as he growled. "Boyd calm down, it's going to be ok, alright?" Isaac said as he held his tense shoulder under his palm.
"I'm good, let's just keep moving forward." The beta said as he walked in the vault fully.
"It's empty." Allison commented as the two entered. Boyd looked around suspiciously and said, "Doesn't make it any less dangerous."
"Exactly, just be careful anyway." The hunter said as he flipped the switch for his large taser gun. Isaac shifted his gaze to Boyd and to the hunter cautiously. "I thought that was only used on werewolves." The beta commented as he backed away slightly.
"They are." The Argent hunter said as he tased both the betas. Boyd and Isaac fell to the ground on their backs as they squirmed and groaned in pain. The hunter reached for his daughter's wrist and put one of the handcuffs on her as he clasped the other hand cuff on the railing as she stared openmouthed.
"What the hell are you doing?" She yelled. "I'm sorry but you're just going to have to trust me on this."
Allison gaped at her father as tears formed in her eyes. "I knew for a long time that she didn't just operate on the currents, she is in sync with them." He said as he lifted his gaze at the shadowy figure and dropped his gun.
Jennifer grinned, "Now this is a sacrifice."
Decyln eyes glowed as he enhanced his scenes as he searched for Stiles. The teen sighed as he found himself outside of a high school, the high school that he was soon to attend.
Why was he here? What the hell happened to bed rest? His stubbornness was going to the death of him…
Decyln walked inside the school rapidly ignoring the whispers and gaped he was getting from the students.
…
"Why did he do that?" Allison asked as she rubbed her now free wrists. Isaac shook his head as he gripped her waist tightly and whispered, "I don't know."
Boyd looked at the whole scene with analytical eyes, this was not good. The beta narrowed his eyes at the two and coughed awkwardly. Isaac shook his head and snapped out his daze. "We need to go ok, we need help." He said firmly. Allison gripped his arms tightly as she stared at the floor and took shaky breaths.
Boyd sighed and shook his head-which went unnoticed by both of the other teens- as Isaac stepped closer. "Allison we need to go." Isaac urged tightly.
"They're all going to die, aren't they?" Allison asked as she stared at the beta in the eyes. Isaac took a shaky breath and searched for words of comfort but found none. Isaac pulled her in a tight hug and kissed the crown of her head lightly. Boyd shook his head decided to use his pack link to warn Isaac and sent him an image of the past.
Isaac shut his eyes tightly and didn't meet the other beta's gaze. Boyd knew it probably hurt and it was maybe a little too harsh but he didn't want Isaac to get hurt.
Isaac pulled Allison in closer and shook his head trying to erase the image Boyd sent him.
It was a picture of Scott and Allison.
Peter stood at foot of Cora's bed contemplating the current situation. He lifted his head and stared at Derek warily. "I can understand not seeing the downsides to this as you haven't been alpha of the year but think about what else you'll be losing." Peter said with reason.
"I don't care about power…not anymore." Derek answered as he stared at his sister. "What about the power to fight back? Correct me if I'm wrong but Kali's ultimatum still stands, the full moon is tomorrow night and if you couldn't beat her as an alpha how do you think you're going to fair as a beta?" Peter snaps.
Derek looks at him tiredly and says, "I don't care."
"What if this was exactly what Jennifer was hoping for? She would know the only way for you to save Cora is giving up your power, maybe that's what she was going to have you do at the hospital." Peter said angrily.
"Why?" The alpha asked.
"So that you wouldn't be able to face the alphas without her, she wants you to come to her. It's all part of her little seduction and she is still seducing you. She needs you on her side!" Peter yells as he glares at his nephew.
"I have nothing to lose, I couldn't protect Cora at the fire," Derek clenched his fists at his sides, "but I can help her now and if that means me giving up my power or even my life I'll do it."
Peter's eyes changed color and turned into a bright color of electric blue. "Stop giving up Derek! You give up to easily and when things get rough you look for the first option to get yourself killed or to 'save' someone! You let Stiles go and allowed yourself to fall under Jennifer's seduction. You let the fucking omega go after your mate to protect him when it's something you should be doing!"
Derek turned his gaze to the floor. "He deserves better…this omega, Decyln could be something good for him and I-Stiles deserves that."
"No Derek you gave up because you didn't want to fight! If you want to be cliché and say that you want Stiles to have the best then you make yourself the fucking best because he is your mate and he belongs with you!" Peter snaps angrily as he shoves Derek.
"I can't Peter; I can't give Stiles the things that he wants…I can't…" Derek breath hitches slightly, "-I can't give him what he deserves…but maybe Decyln can."
"Derek you have to be the biggest idiot I've ever met." Peter replies.
Stiles read the message and his heart immediately dropped into his stomach. Palms sweaty and shaking he gripped his phone and felt the familiar feeling of anxiety. It was the feeling of not being able to breathe, as if he was drowning.
"What's wrong?" Lydia asks noticing his sudden mood switch.
"It's from Isaac, Jennifer she took Allison's father, she took him." He replied voice trembling. Stiles bit his lip as his stomach tightened and his heart started beating faster.
Lydia stepped closer, "There's still time. We still have time right?"
Stiles shook his head as he attempted to pocket his phone as his world started spinning. Stiles breath hitched and then quickened to deep heaves. "Whoa."
Stiles turned away from Lydia's worried gaze and voices started echoing in his head louder and louder. Everything-everyone seemed closer than he really was, they were taking all of the air and he had none. "I-I think I'm having a panic attack." Stiles said as he trembled.
"STILES!" Decyln yelled as he neared the teen. Stiles turned around to face the omega.
Decyln caught the human as he almost fell and pulled him close. "Shhh it's going to be alright Stiles I got you." Decyln whispered softly.
Lydia jerked her head in direction and the omega didn't hesitate to carry the teen to follow her. They both rushed in the locker room and placed him on the floor lightly.
Stiles heaved and clenched his hand to his chest as he groaned in pain. "Stiles breath, relax think of something else!" Lydia yelled shakily. "Like what?" Stiles heaved.
"Uhh think of friends, of family!" Lydia exclaimed. Stiles shot her a pointed look as he panicked even more and she shook her head. "I'm sorry, don't think of family." Decyln rolled his eyes at the girl and ssh-ed her.
"Did you really just ssh- me?" She exclaimed in disbelief.
Decyln ignored the strawberry blonde and smiled softly at Stiles as he gripped his hand in his own. He stared at the human in the eyes, grey meeting honey brown.
"Stiles listen to my voice and repeat after me. Everything is going to be ok and you're not panicking right now, your breath and heart rate is going to regulate back to normal and you'll be fine." Decyln said as his eye pupils dilated.
"I am going to be ok and I am not panicking right now," the teen sighed and closes his eyes before continuing, "my breath and heart is going to regulate back to normal and I will be fine."
Lydia looked the werewolf warily. "What the hell did you do to him?" She yelled as she scooted away from him. "Don't worry about it; I made him feel better didn't I? He's not panicking anymore." Decyln responded as he started at Stiles. Stiles smiled at him gratefully and ran a hand through his hair.
"I don't know what you did but thanks Decyln." Stiles said with a smile. "Anytime but I'm afraid this won't be the last you see of today, as a matter of fact I will be glued to your side this whole day and until I feel it is best." Decyln answered with a smirk.
"I won't mind that, not one bit." Stiles replied with a small smirk of his own.
"Well," Lydia sighed, "someone is in desperate need of some sessions with the guidance councilor. Stiles laughed slightly before his facial expression turned serious and the omega frowned. "Morrell." Stiles said before he got up on his feet and rushed out the door with Lydia and Decyln on his tails.
A/N: FINISHED! Guyssss did I mention how sorry I am? No? WELL I AM SO SORRY BEYOND WORDS AND I BEG FOR YOUR FORGVINESS FOR THIS LONG UPDATE. I swear to you this is not going to be a regular thing but so much has happened since I last update, one of those being school and honors classes are a pain :p . Anyway what did you guys think? I made this one super long for you guys and to save myself from not updating in so long! I bare good news though! I have been recently working on some Sterek one-shots so be on the look-out for those! Thank you guys once again for reviewing, following and to those who favorite, I love you and it means so much :* Thanks loves. Chapter nine will be up soon (hopefully) but remember reviews give me inspiration :D P.S. excuse the mistakes ;P
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