"My dad assigned a section of town to each of the hunters," Sam could hear a girl she assumed was Allison explain as she and Derek walked into his house. She recognized Scott and his awkward friend, but all three looked surprised to see her there.
Sam raised an eyebrow sarcastically. "Quit staring, I feel like a zoo animal."
Derek interrupted her since he had the sense to realize Allison and Stiles didn't know who the weird new girl with an attitude was. "This is Allison, the hunter's daughter," he quickly noticed Sam's uneasy expression, "don't worry she's on our side thanks to Scott and what teenagers think is love. And that's Stiles, his dad's the Sherriff so I guess he's useful sometimes."
Stiles looked offended. "Hey! I am way more than that, I am the comic relief and glue that keeps this team together," he emphasized each word with soulful fists. When the others just stared at him, he sighed and shrugged. "Yeah ok my dad's the Sherriff, but I am the brains of our operations, no matter what these guys say. And I have a jeep."
Sam laughed, she liked Stiles, he was definitely the funny one. Especially compared to the brooding werewolf, the troubled teenager who doesn't want to be a werewolf, and the poor girl who's caught between family and love. It was like a teen soap opera.
"Right," Derek moved on. "Well this is Samantha-"
"Samara," Sam butted in. Everyone always assumed Sam stood for Samantha and not the name of the creepy girl in The Ring. "It's Samara Delorain, but call me Sam. I'm Jackson's sister."
Allison and Stiles looked shocked, no doubt nobody had told them yet. Allison spoke up first, "His sister? But how…?"
"I had no idea my parents had another kid before they died either, but apparently they did." Sam explained before pointing to her face, "besides, you can't say we don't look alike. But that's not important, what's important is we stopped the crazy hunters from killing an underage boy. No offense Allison."
Allison shook her head. "None taken, I don't agree with it either." She turned back to the town map that was laid out on the table. "So I overheard Gerard talking about killing the Kanima when it's weak, which I'm assuming means in his human form…"
Well that was completely unacceptable. According to Derek, Jackson just found out he was a mini Godzilla, which means he doesn't remember the things he does while he's the Kanima. "That guy has a freaky moral compass," was all Sam could manage. "Wouldn't it just be easiest to wait outside his house, like right now? Before he goes anywhere? We can just follow him and make sure nothing happens."
Stiles nodded. "Right, well I'd say two of us are enough for that, the rest of us can spread out and follow Gerard and Mr Argent. They're probably going to put themselves where they think he's most likely to go."
Everyone nodded in unison, then Sam chimed in. "Well I live across the street from him, clear view into his room as weird as that sounds. I should be one to follow him from the start."
"I'll go with you," Derek added. Which apparently was odd of him to do from the looks on the others' faces, to which he shrugged in response. "Can you blame me for wanting to get away from you guys a little? I've been surrounded by teenagers since I got back here."
Sam laughed, she would have said the same thing. "Alright, let's go before we lose him, it's almost dark out." And with that, Sam and Derek headed to her house while Stiles, Scott, and Allison went to follow Gerard and Mr Argent.
Once there, Sam and Derek sat on the lookout from her kitchen, Jackson was still in his room. "So, when were you bitten?"
Derek seemed taken by surprise. "What? Oh…No I was born this way."
Sam set down the Coke she was drinking and stared at him for a minute, trying to think about what he'd just said. "I didn't know that was even possible..."
Derek laughed a bit, "What did you think happened when a werewolf had kids?"
"I don't think I've ever heard of a werewolf living or keeping a relationship long enough to do that actually."
He shrugged. "Most of my family were werewolves actually."
Sam sat up straight when she realized something. "Wait, so on your first full moon, were you like some kind of wolf baby?" She could picture a brooding baby wolf running around the forest, glaring at all the squirrels it could.
"Uh…no. That would be terrifying. It comes with puberty." He said it like it was obvious. Well sorry but Sam had a wild imagination, she couldn't help it.
She made a face. "Yikes, so you got a deep voice AND fangs at the same time? I didn't think puberty could be any worse but I guess I was wrong."
She could tell Derek was trying not to laugh. "That wasn't the worst part," he stood up quickly and looked out the window again, "he's sneaking out, let's go."
They both ran outside, using their senses to follow Jackson, still human, as he walked down the street. He was headed to the forest, well that was dumb. If you know people are after you, stay out in the open, Sam thought. She and Derek exchanged confused looks but followed her brother anyways. Besides, the rest of their team were supposed to be watching the two head hunters, who would apparently be in the forest too. This was going to be a disaster.
It almost looked like Jackson was trying to get to Derek's house, maybe to try to be turned again, Sam could only assume. Then she knew they were in trouble, she heard the deep voices of two men talking, and the sound of them loading guns. She nudged Derek. "We have to stop him!" she whispered as urgently as she could.
He whispered back a bit more calmly. "If we show ourselves now, he'll freak out and give us away anyways. They'll want to question him first, so if we stay hidden we still have the advantage."
Sam was worried, but tried to act like she thought that would work. As the hunters spotted Jackson, Sam and Derek turned in unison. At least this would give them a better advantage. The men were asking Jackson who his master was, whatever that meant. All Sam knew was he looked completely confused, and interrogators never have use for people who can answer questions.
Just as the younger hunter lifted his gun, Allison came out of hiding acting like she'd followed them from home. "Dad, what are you doing? I thought you had a moral code?"
He was about to lower his gun when Gerard answered in a stern voice. "You don't catch a creature like this, it's too dangerous, we have to kill it. And it's proven difficult to kill as a Kanima."
Jacksons eyes were wide and scared. "IT? I'm a person!"
Mr Argent tilted his head apologetically. "You were the one who sought out this life Jackson, knowing who we were. You should have seen this coming."
Sam couldn't sit and wait anymore, she hated the determination in the older hunter's eyes. Despite Derek's warning look, she hurled herself at Mr Argent, knocking the gun from his hands and keeping her snarling face in Gerard's direction.
The older hunter swiftly took out his own gun and now pointed it at her, she stood her ground though, claws sharp and at the ready. "Well well, is this an Omega? She must not have heard what we did to the last one that showed its face here."
He was about to pull the trigger when everything became a blur. Derek and Scott were throwing themselves, claws out, onto the hunters. Allison pulled out her bow and purposely missed the fighting wolves, keeping up her hunter's appearance. Stiles ran to Jackson and dragged the shocked boy away, but not before two gun shots were fired.
Sam ran towards Jackson, but she couldn't see him anymore. The hunters were getting away, Allison with them, and everyone left was looking around frantically to see what happened. That's when they all looked at Stiles, who stood facing down, a worried look on his face.
At his feet was Jackson, sprawled on the ground with his hands pressed against his stomach, drenched in blood. The two shots hit him almost side by side.