AUTHOR'S NOTE: Oh man, have I thanked you all for reading and reviewing? If not, THANK YOU! You have no idea how hard I fought to NOT post this before today. I don't know how I'm going to hold off on the next chapter 'til Sunday once more. Haha.
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Chaos Rising
Avery proudly walks out in front of Stiles and Scott, her victory over her chosen outfit still making her giddy. The second she had stepped out of her room in a purple galaxy print bralet top with a front zipper, a Vera Moda highwaist white skirt with the hemline longer in the back than it was in the front, galaxy shimmer shell earrings, a silver infinity ring on her right index finger, and a pair of five inch black suede peep-toe platform heels with jeweled heels- Stiles had ordered her to march right back into her room and change.
Scott laughs at Stiles' protective instincts but Avery doesn't budge and tells him the longer he keeps them from the party, the meaner she was going to be to any girls that were looking for a hookup with him. Stiles gapes, narrows his eyes, and then demands that she stick by Scott's side the entire night. No-one was going to get handsy with his baby sister and all the skin she had on display.
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They're walking down the side-walk in the next town over, towards the house that has teenagers flocking towards it.
"What?"
"What do you mean what?"
"I mean what and you know what." Stiles challenges Scott.
"What what?"
Avery snorts as she looks at her phone and texts Derek the latest set of passwords and for what files they were to.
"That look you were giving."
"I didn't give a look."
"No, there was a distinct look, Scott."
"What look?"
"The look that says the last thing you feel like doing right now is going to a party!" Stiles accuses him.
"It's not that." Scott sighs. "It's just weird going to a different High School's party-"
"Oh, for the love of God!" Avery rounds on the two boys. "I'm completely new here so you have nothing to feel weird about and besides, Stiles says he went to Nursery School with her. Let them catch up while you watch me have all the drinks I'm allowed."
Stiles nods along with Avery's words. "Yeah, what she said." Stiles points at her. "Besides, she said she'd introduce us to all of her friends so tonight, no Allison and no Lydia. Tonight, we're moving on." Stiles boasts as Scott checks his phone.
"Yeah. You guys are right." Scott says before he pockets said phone.
"That's right we're right." The Stilinski twins high-five each other.
"Now before we go in-" Avery clicks over to camera mode on her own phone. "-I need a picture of us three so smile cheesy at the panda bear-"
"But my eyes-" Scott says at the last second causing Avery to freeze.
"Double kiss to the cheek?"
"Double kiss to the cheek." Scott agrees with his best friend and kisses Avery's cheek while Stiles kisses the other.
Avery laughs as she snaps the picture, turning her phone around to see the outcome and accepts it. "Right, well that's being printed and added to my door of pride at home." The boys grin as Avery turns off her phone, handing it to Scott so he could hold in his pocket for her. "Alright, so ready?"
"Ready." The boys sound in unison, following Avery as she leads the way to the front door.
She hears Scott asking if his breath smelled, her brother turning him down because he isn't about to smell his breath for him. Scott then asks for gum and again, Stiles turns him down. Right before they enter the home, she hears Scott ask just what kind of party it is before his voice got drowned out by a bunch of wooing girls.
The trio stops right inside the front door, Stiles and Scott flanking either side of Avery as they scope out the party. A second later, someone calls out to Stiles and the boy in question is pushing forward.
"Hey! There's the birthday gi-" He gets cut off as a pretty blonde eagerly presses her lips to his.
Avery's jaw drops at the sudden kiss, she turning to look at Scott only to see that he too is gaping at what just took place.
"So glad you made it." The blonde tells Stiles.
Stiles immediately replies with a, "Me too!"
"Come downstairs with me. Help me pick out a bottle of wine."
"Yes." He eagerly agrees, turning to look over his shoulder with a beaming smile as the birthday girl drags him away.
"Wow. Not even a minute in and we've already been ditched." Avery mumbles when Scott stands shoulder to shoulder with her, still in awe at how fast Stiles got hooked up.
Scott chuckles, taking a few more steps forward to the birthday girl's curvy dark-skinned girl friend. "Hey!" He happily greets.
She takes one good look at him, up and down, before mutely dissing him and walks away. Scott looks highly offended and is only brought out of this thoughts when he hears Avery laughing behind him.
"Oh. My. God." Avery wheezes. "You should see your face!"
Scott playfully huffs at her which only causes Avery to laugh even harder. By the time she finishes laughing, she catches Scott staring down at his phone that was lit up with an alert from Allison. "Oh no." She covers the phone with her hand. "No Allison, remember?" She doesn't wait for Scott to say anything before she takes his phone and slips it back in his pocket for him. "Come on. Come supervise me take a couple of shots while Stiles defiles the wine cellar. Then if Allison is still beckoning, I'll pretend to not see you call her back."
Scott's confused puppy stare morphs into one of an easy grin. "Thanks." He says and slips an arm around Avery's shoulder, making sure to glare at the guys already eyeing her up and down, and leads her to where the alcohol is.
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Half an hour later, Avery is a mess of uncontrollable giggles and Scott has to keep her away from everyone. When Avery is drunk- he realizes she talks. About everything. Scott had only left her alone for a minute while he went to get her a refill and when he came back, she was talking to a group of girls about how he was a werewolf and that he could howl! Given her drunken state, the other girls thought that Scott's howling was meant as something else and giggled like mad when he pulled her away from them with a blush staining his cheeks.
Avery giggles that she has to use the bathroom so Scott leads her to the bathroom. While she's inside, he checks his phone once again and finds numerous missed calls and text messages. All of them being from Allison. Without much thought, he calls her back and gives her the directions to where he is when she said she needed to talk to him in person. After hanging up, he dashes for downstairs and makes his way outside.
By the time Avery comes out from the bathroom, Scott is nowhere to be found. She searches upstairs before going back downstairs and walks through the rooms. She picks up a blue solo cup, sipping at it's contents and giggling when the clear liquid tingles the back of her throat.
She is totally going to regret this when she has to wake up for school tomorrow.
As she continues her search for Scott, the dark-skinned girl who had dissed Scott earlier catches her attention and tells her that she had seen her date go outside. Avery doesn't bother to correct the girl who introduces herself as Danielle, and gives Danielle her thanks before going in search for Scott outside. Sure enough, Scott is right outside standing with Lydia and Allison who are baring their forearms to him.
"Scooby!" She cheers when she finds him, stumbling in her heels. Scott whirls around, snorting as she trips out the front door. "I found you! You weren't supposed to leave me alone." She pouts at him.
Allison and Lydia immediately pull their arms back to themselves, lowering their sleeves, and crossing their arms. "Sorry, Avs. Something kind of came up." He tells her while gesturing to Allison and Lydia over his shoulder.
Allison glances between the two of them, frowning a bit as she takes a step back. "Oh. I didn't realize you were on a date." She mumbles. "W-we can talk later." She starts to pull Lydia away but Lydia only laughs as Scott whirls around with wide eyes.
"No! I-I'm not. She's n-not." Scott stammers.
"I'm not his date." Avery chirps as she stands side-by-side with Scott. "No way. He's totally still into you.. and I'm pretty sure I wasn't supposed to say that but oh well." Avery shrugs with a wide grin. "So nice to finally meet you. I was going to introduce myself the first day of school but then Ms. B strutted her sexy ass inside and I lost my train of thought."
Lydia raises an eyebrow at the comment about their teacher and Allison bites her bottom lip to keep from laughing. "Um, who are you?" She asks at the same time Lydia laughs, "Is she drunk?!"
"Very." Scott groans. "Stiles is gonna kill me."
Lydia laughs again, slyly taking Avery's cup from her and tossing out it's contents. "Avery Stilinski at your service." She greets Allison. "Long story very short. Mom and Dad gave me up at birth. I'm Stiles' twin."
Allison gapes, looking to Scott who nods his confirmation. "Oh. Wow. Well, hi."
"Hello." Avery giggles. "Scooby, can I have my phone? I need a picture with Lydia for my door."
Scott hands over her phone, Lydia having to wrap an arm around the drunk girl's waist. "Yeah, lets go take that picture while Scott and Allison talk. Cute top, by the way. You need to show me where you shop."
"Mhm. I will." Avery tells her quickly. "Now shush and say cheese!" Avery snaps the picture, Lydia having smiled just in time and peers over to see the outcome with her friend. "Oh, perfect!" Avery coos. "At least you don't have freaky eyes like Scott."
Allison stops talking, Lydia freezing as they both turn to look at Scott. "Yeah, about that." He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly. "She knows. She was kind of, raised for two years by vampires."
"What?"
"What?!" Lydia screeches.
"Oh, yeah." Avery grins over towards Lydia. "You can know now. I totally know about the supernatural beings. Even more than Derek. You know him, right? Tall, broody, and quite good-looking?" Scott groans and grimaces at the mention of Derek being good-looking. "Well, yeah, he's not my type but he seems somewhat decent. Anyway, yeah, vampires. They're real."
"She's totally Stiles' twin." Allison muses.
"She's not normally like this." Scott says. "I think it's just all the alcohol right now. She doesn't usually babble."
"..and I'm totally vampire royalty down in New Orleans. I'm a Princess." She beams at Lydia- Scott and Allison not having heard the first part of her ramblings. "No vampire or werewolf is allowed to touch me. Hell, they're even scared to look at me wrong." She snorts. "I dated this one guy, vampire dickbag was what he was, and people came to Elijah and Nik telling them that my boyfriend was only with me because he wanted bragging rights of bagging the Princess."
"Ouch." Scott grimaces.
"I know, right?" She sighs in exasperation. "Well, Nik and Elijah weren't happy about it so while Elijah ripped out the dude's heart, Nik tore off his head and served it to me on a silver platter. After that, we partied."
Allison gasps in shock. "And you were okay with that?"
"I was fifteen and heartbroken." Avery shrugs. "And besides, it's not like he was a human."
"I have a feeling there are a bunch more stories that we haven't heard yet." Lydia mumbles in shock.
"Mhm. Don't even get me started on Mardi Gras!" Avery giggles.
Lord help them, Avery was a giggly and talkative drunk.
The following morning, Stiles has one hell of a time keeping his still hungover sister from getting herself in trouble. He manages to shove her into a cold shower, keeping her screeching down to a minimum as to not wake their Dad, and blindly shoves her back into her room to get dressed. She groans and moans the entire time, reappearing downstairs in a knitted black and gray striped jumper, denim shorts, a pair of black sneakers, and black retro aviators shielding her eyes with her wild waves hiding the rest of her face.
He manages to herd her to his jeep just as their Dad was waking up and got them to school the earliest he's ever been. Of course by the time they get there, Allison and Lydia are already there, seated in Lydia's car just on the other side of the parking lot. Once spotted, the girls get out and walk over to the Jeep with bags in hand.
"One hangover blueberry muffin and black coffee to get you through the day." Lydia proudly smiles as she shoves both things in Avery's hands. "The breading should absorb any alcohol you have left in your system."
Avery, who had been scowling at the offending muffin, perks up at the fact and eagerly bites into her antidote.
Morning classes are a bore and it takes everything in Avery's being to not puke. Her head pounded and it was only made worse by Finstock's eagerness of whatever risk and reward game he had them playing. Harris was a dick as usual, even more so when he was the only one to actually figure out what was wrong with her. Classes were passing by slowly and Avery wanted to die. In between classes, Scott informs everyone that they were skipping lunch and meeting Derek in one of the empty classrooms. Avery didn't care, the thought of food still making her nauseous so by the time lunch rolls around, Avery finds herself pushing desks together to lay atop them and rests her head in Stiles' lap as he takes a seat next to her atop another desk.
Allison and Lydia come in at the same time and Scott walks in with Derek.
"What's wrong with her?" Derek asks when he sets his gaze on Avery.
"I shouldn't have gone to that party." Avery whines. "And by the way," She quickly sits up, pulling off her glasses which is a bad idea because the room starts to tilt as she tries her best to glare at Lydia. "-your muffin sucked! I still feel gross and think I'm going to puke up my guts! And what the hell were you serving me last night?!" Avery turns her glare on Scott.
Lydia, Allison, and Stiles hide their amused snickers while Derek rolls his eyes at her. "That's what you get. Drink a seven-up and eat crackers. It'll help." He grunts though Avery swears she saw him quickly smirk before getting serious again. "Now, what exactly am I here for?"
Derek turns to Scott who then gestures for Lydia and Allison to step forward. Both girls immediately sober up from the giggles, turning stoic and baring their inner forearms and wrist to Derek and showing him their matching bruises.
"I don't see anything." Derek sighs, arms crossed over his chest.
"Look again." Scott tells him.
"How is a bruise going to tell me where Boyd and Erica are?"
Allison stares unimpressed at Derek and Derek returns the stare. "It's the same on both sides. Exactly the same." Scott replies.
"It's nothing." Derek dead-pans.
Avery just watches on in confusion as the tension grows between Allison and Derek.
"Pareidolia." Lydia suddenly chirps. "Seeing patterns that aren't there." She tells them when she realizes no-one knows what she's saying. "It's a subset of apophenia."
"They're trying to help." Scott attempts one last time.
"These two?" Derek scoffs, looking towards Allison and Lydia. Pointing to Lydia he says, "This one who used me to resurrect my psychotic Uncle- thank you." His arms are crossed back over his chest as he turns his attention to Allison now. "And this one who shot about thirty arrows into me and my pack."
Only Stiles, Scott, and Derek hear Avery's sharp intake of breath- the two wolves glancing at her from their peripheral vision to see her glare at Allison, her jaw clenching in anger. Stiles subtly pulls her back when she leans forward, the wolves hearing him tell her to relax, that she didn't know the whole story. When Avery finally does relax, Stiles steps in when Allison only glares harder at Derek. "Okay, alright, now come on." Stiles catches everyone's attention. "No-one died, alright. Look, there may have been a little maiming, okay? A little mangling but no death. That's what I call an important distinction."
Derek chances a glance at Stiles and Allison chooses that moment to speak for the first time. "My mother died."
"Oh hell." Avery groans and slips her glasses back on, choosing to lay down and forget all the drama for now.
"Your family's little honor code killed your mother. Not me." Derek tells her bluntly.
"Hunters." Avery breathes. "I swear."
"A girl's looking for Scott. I'm here to help him, not you." Allison shakes her head at Derek.
Derek shrugs. "Wanna help? Find something real." And with that, Avery watches as Derek walks away only to be stopped by Scott at the door where they continue to have a hushed conversation.
After their meeting with Derek, Lydia had stormed into the teacher's lounge and found Avery some crackers when she continued to complain and Scott bought her a seven-up from the machines to make up for letting her drink so much the previous night.
The last two classes pass with ease after her stomach has settled, she managing to get through her classes with a smile only to be brought back down when Stiles and Scott seek her out. Stiles tells her that their Dad had showed up to school because Heather, the birthday girl from the night before, went missing. After they had a moment to mope, Scott then fills her in on Stiles' embarrassing moment when a condom flew out of his pocket and Finstock congratulated him in front of everyone.
Avery had laughed but the boys could tell it was a bit forced. Call it twin intuition or whatever but Stiles just knew his twin was still feeling a bit worn out.
Then there had been the whole ordeal when Avery sat in the library with Allison and Lydia during their last class period while Allison obsessed over their bruises. While Avery was working on whatever work she had, Lydia interrupted their peace when she exclaimed she wanted one with one being one of the identical twins. When Allison laughed and asked which one, Lydia then informed them that she obviously wanted the straight one. When both Allison and Avery had turned to see what she was talking about, one of the brothers was smiling fondly at Danny, who apparently everyone had loved.
Stiles had still been obsessing over Heather's disappearance after their last class and even came up with a theory that one of the alphas- the ones they had been neglecting to look in to- must have kidnapped her to turn her. As Avery mulled over the idea, Scott and Stiles wondering what a pack of alphas would even want with a newly turned beta. It was then that Avery found out that Heather's mom and their Mom had been best friends so that's why Stiles had been close with Heather, and why he was so freaked over her disappearance and needed to know where their lair was so he could rescue his friend.
Scott then proclaimed that they needed Isaac to remember because apparently Isaac had found said lair but the alphas had found him and beat the living hell out of him, taking some of his memories in the process. Stiles didn't think it would work because Derek's uncle, Peter, had tried but it didn't work out so well. They needed more information and Scott knew who to go to.
Dr. Deaton.
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Hours later, after making sure their Dad was fed for the night, Stiles and Avery leave to pick up Scott and head over to the Veterinary Clinic. Apparently, this Doctor Deaton was an advisor of sorts for werewolves and Avery was anxious to meet him and see him work his plan of making Isaac remember. Although, the thought of dunking Isaac into a tub filled with ice water to keep him under hypnosis was making her anxious for the beta wolf.
When they finally show up to the clinic, Deaton is visibly curious as to who and why they brought Avery along and after Stiles fills him in, he awes and then gets down to business.
While Scott and Stiles start to fill up the tub, Avery excuses herself and says she'll be in the front waiting for Derek and Isaac to show. No-one pays her any mind and that's how Avery finds herself sitting in the waiting room alone with Isaac when they finally show up and while everyone else is in the back room dumping bag after bag of ice into a tub.
"So," Isaac drawls and catches Avery's attention. "You and Stilinski or you and McCall?"
"Excuse me?" Avery squeaks.
"The first time I saw you," Isaac then explains, squinting his eyes as if recalling the memory. "-you were with Stiles and Scott, and now you're here with the both of them but you, uh, you reek of that Stilinski kid."
"Oh." Avery's cheeks warm at his insinuation before she wrinkles her nose at him. "No. I, uh, I reek like that Stilinski kid because I am a Stilinski kid. We live together." She tells him with a chuckle. "Stiles is my twin." Isaac opens his mouth but Avery quickly cuts him of. "It really is a long story and I'm sure Derek will fill you in some other day."
Now it's Isaac's turn to flush, snapping his mouth shut before opening it once again. "Oh. So McCall then?"
Avery chuckles at him, angling her body as to give him her full attention and crossing one leg over the other. "No. Scott's still very much in love with Allison and besides, he's totally not my type." She flashes him a smile. Isaac's eyebrows raise causing Avery to giggle at him before he relaxes, sitting back in his chair. "I'm Avery, by the way. Just thought I'd let you know since we didn't get introduce ourselves the first night we met."
"Right.." Isaac slowly smiles at her. "I, um, I think that's actually the night the alphas took my memories so everything's kind of hazy. When I saw you earlier, I got a flash of a memory from that night where you're standing with Stiles and Scott but that's it."
Avery's grin falters. "Oh. Well, we kind of bumped into each other and you spilled my milkshake. So I think it's safe to say you owe me a milkshake."
"Really now?" Isaac cocks an eyebrow at Avery, a smug smirk slowly tilting the corner of his lips upward.
Avery shakes with silent laughter, silence falling between the two when a throat clears. "Ahem." Deaton smiles at the both of them before giving his attention to Isaac. "We're ready for you."
Avery and Isaac both stand, Avery offering him a sympathetic smile before going in first. She walks into the back room just in time to see Stiles, Scott, and Derek empty out the last few bags of ice and stands next to the tub, dipping a finger in. The coldness of the water is so intense that she hisses and pulls her hand back, pulling her hands up into the sleeves of her jumper and crossing her arms as she glares at the water for being so cold.
Isaac stops Deaton by the door, asking if he would be okay if he went through with this and the kind Doctor assures him he would. They both walk further into the room when Isaac asks if it was like being hypnotized.
"Exactly." Deaton confirms as Isaac takes a stance right next to Avery. "You'll be half transformed. It'll let us access your subconscious mind."
Isaac kneels, resting his arms on the side of the tub and Avery scurries off towards her brother when she sees him looking through drawers. "What are you doing? She whispers.
"Look." Stiles gestures to the drawer where rubber gloves reside. He pulls one out, slipping it over his hand only to find out that it went all the way up to his elbow. Avery rolls her eyes at him, grinning as she picks one up as well, holding it by the opening and blowing air into it. Stiles snaps the glove on his arm, gaining everyone's attention and when they blankly get stared at, Stiles loses his grin. "What?"
Derek just stares at Stiles before moving his gaze to Avery who has a half blown up glove at her mouth, raising both his eyebrows at them as if asking really? And as Stiles angrily tears his glove off, Avery sheepishly let the air out of hers and places it back on the table.
Scott and Derek both roll their eyes but Isaac grins at Avery as she walks back towards the tub, Stiles in tow, and stands as everyone gets back to business.
"Look, if it feels too risky, you don't have to do it." Derek tells his beta and Avery slightly warms up to Derek for that comment.
Without answering, Isaac tears his shirt over his head and the minute his bare chest is exposed, Avery sucks in her breath and averts her gaze. Derek notices, biting back a smirk as Avery glares at him until he looks away. Isaac tosses his shirt on a table behind him as he exhales deeply and steps into the tub. Instantaneously, he feels the effects of the ice bath and starts breathing harshly. As he settles himself into the tub, Scott shakes off his jacket and pushes up the sleeves to his shirt.
Derek and Scott both place a hand on Isaac's shoulder, waiting for the wolf to catch his breath before pulling him back to lay down and pushing him beneath the surface. Avery chews on her bottom lip as the seconds tick by- Deaton, Stiles, and herself watching on and soon enough, Isaac pushes to the surface roaring and snarling with glowing yellow eyes and a mouth full of fangs. Avery immediately pushes up her sleeves, her and Stiles lunging forward to hold Isaac's legs down when Scott and Derek struggle with his upper body.
"Get him back under." Deaton instructs them. Isaac is pushed back beneath the surface and Avery doesn't like the way they are practically drowning him. "Hold him!" Deaton says when Isaac breaks the surface again.
"We're trying!" Derek hollers back.
Isaac is pushed back under where he struggles some more but this time, they are able to hold him. The second he stops struggling, Avery jumps back soaking wet, eyes wide, and thinking that she just helped them kill someone as everyone else slowly backs off. The second Isaac's face slowly rises to the surface and he releases a tiny gasp, Avery sighs in relief.
"Now remember," Deaton whispers to them all. "-only I talk to him. Too many voices will confuse him and draw him out." Everyone agrees and Deaton leans closer to Isaac who looks as if he were sleeping in the water. "Isaac? Can you hear me?"
He nods before saying, "Yes. I can hear you."
Scott looks shocked that it actually worked, looking at everyone in their group before looking back down at Isaac. "This is Doctor Deaton. I'd like to ask you a few questions. Is that alright?"
Once again, Isaac says, "Yes."
"I wanna ask you about the night you found Erica and Boyd?" Lighting suddenly flashes outside and thunder rumbles. Avery's eyes widen and she takes a step closer to her brother. While she had seen a lot of things in the last couple of years, she had yet to see something like this. "I want you to remember it for me in as vivid detail as possible. Like you're actually there again."
Isaac starts to shake his head. "N-no. I don't wanna do that. I don't wanna.. I don't wanna do that!" He starts struggling once more as he grips the sides of the tub forcing Scott and Derek to hold him down again.
"Just relax." Deaton tries to soothe him at the exact moment the lights start to flicker. "They're just memories. You can't be hurt by them again."
"I don't wanna do that." Avery and Stiles move forward to hold his legs again. "I don't wanna do that." Isaac's voice trembles as his teeth chatter from the cold.
"It's alright." Deaton says. "Relax. Relax." Isaac starts to calm again, going still in the water. "Good. Now let's go back to that night.. to the place where you found Erica and Boyd. Can you tell me what you see? Is there some kind of building? House?"
"It's, uh, it's not a house." Isaac answers him. "It's stone." Derek looks relieved to be getting answers. "Like marble."
"That's perfect." Deaton assures him. "Can you give me any other descriptors?"
"It's dusty." Isaac sighs. "I-It's empty."
"Like an abandoned building?" Deaton guesses. Isaac's head twitches and the lights and x-ray machines start to flicker. "Isaac?"
"Someone's her-" Isaac blindly reaches up, grabbing Scott's arm and gripping tight. "Someone's here!" He wheezes.
"Isaac, relax." Deaton tells him when everyone starts to freak out and look around.
"N-n-no, no, no. They see me. They see me!" He yells and starts to thrash around.
Avery really freaks now, letting go of his legs and rushing towards the side of the tub where his head keeps going under water. No-one says anything as Deaton tries to calm him down and Avery places her hands beneath his head to keep his head above water.
Isaac stills.
"Now tells us what you see. Tell us everything."
Isaac's eyes flicker back and forth behind his eyelids as he recalls what he saw. "I hear him." His eyes slowly open, staring at nothing. "He's talking about the full moon. About being out of control when the moon rises."
"Is he talking to Erica?" Deaton asks.
"I think so. I-I can't-" His bottom lip trembles. "I can't see her. I- I can't- I can't see either of them."
"Can you hear anything else?"
"They're worried." Isaac realizes. "They're worried what they'll do during the moon." Avery sharply inhales, suddenly realizing what was happening. After all, a wolf was a wolf no matter what species and if she was correct, it wasn't going to be pretty. "Th- they're worried that they're going to hurt each other." And yep. That's what she expected too.
Derek shakes his head at the realization. "If they're locked in together during the full moon, they're going to tear each other apart."
"Isaac." Deaton's voice is commanding. "We need to find them right now. Can you see them?"
"No."
"Do you know what kind of room it is? Is there any kind of a marker? A number on a door? A sign?"
Isaac abruptly sits up, splashing water all over everyone. "They're here." He whispers causing everyone to look around. "They're here. They're here." His voice squeaks as he sinks back into the water. Deaton tries to assure him that no-one is there but Isaac is relentless. "They see me. They found me! They're here."
"This isn't working." Derek looks frantic now. Looking down, he stares at the beta wolf. "Isaac, where are you?"
Avery falls forward to keep the beta's head up above water as Isaac and Derek shout at each other. Derek wants to know where he's at and Isaac is screaming that they've found him. Deaton and Scott are shouting at Derek that he's confusing Isaac, and Stiles and Avery share a helpless look with each other. There's a bunch of screaming and shouting, rambling about a logo before Isaac sits up shouting, "It's a vault! I saw it! I saw the name." Everyone remains quiet as Isaac stares up at everyone before standing up and climbing out of the tub. Deaton is there with a large towel, wrapping it around the soaking and trembling wolf. "It's uh, B-Beacon Hills First National Bank." He tells them. "It's a-an abandoned bank and t-they're keeping them locked inside. Inside the vault." Everyone is still quiet, Avery and Stiles sharing a sad look before they meet Isaac's gaze. "What?" He asks when he realizes no-one is looking at him.
Stiles decides to answer him. "You don't remember what you said right before you came out of it, do you?" Isaac shakes his head, his gaze landing on Avery who's anxiously chewing on her bottom lip. "You said when they captured you that they dragged you into a room and that there was a body inside."
"What body?" Isaac asks.
"Erica." Stiles sighs and they can see the beta wolf visibly deflate. "You said it was Erica."
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As Isaac dries off, slipping into his dry t-shirt and wrapping the large towel around his wet pants, he hops up on one of the tables with Avery following suit. She's murmuring to him, asking if he's okay and if he's warm, and when he assures her that he is, she looks back to the room's occupants only to find Derek curiously staring at her.
Shrugging him off, Derek then goes into discussion about how he doesn't believe Erica is dead. Avery watches on sadly as Stiles and Scott try to get him to believe what Isaac had seen but the alpha remains in denial. She wants to pipe up, to throw in her own theories but she has no jurisdiction with the pack of wolves that she didn't even know existed until Stiles outed them all. So instead of trying to come up with theories and make plans with them, she lets them talk it out.
The discussion then moves on to about whoever the other person is in the vault with Boyd. Scott wonders if the girl who saved Isaac from the alphas is the other person but Isaac shuts that idea down by telling them that the girl is like them. A wolf. Stiles talks some more, rambling off more of his theories about a Werewolf Thunderdome which only causes Derek to want to jump the gun and rush into the bank vault now.
Deaton tries to talk him down but Derek hears none of it. Scott and Derek decide they need a plan and while Stiles messes with his phone, he finally comes up with one.
All they need is to get inside the vault where Boyd and his partner are holed up which is how Stiles figures out that the bank had been robbed before so all they have to do was figure out how the robbers got inside.
Derek demands that he figure out how it was done and Stiles agrees saying that it should only take minutes.
The next thing Avery hears is John yelling at her, Stiles, and Scott to wake up or else they were going to be late for school. They had slept through the night and weren't any closer to finding out how to get inside the bank vault like Derek had wanted to know. While Avery squeaks and rushes to jump in the shower, she calls out to Scott and Stiles to not wait for her because she'd be taking her bike.
By the time Avery shows up to school, it's already second period and then during sixth, Stiles informs her that he has a lead on how to break inside the vault. He then informs his sister that they're going to meet at Derek's after school to figure the rest out so he tells her to follow him when school lets out.
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Getting to Derek's loft was rather quite easy and Avery memorizes the route for future reference. Isaac is nowhere to be seen but she does meet a rather creepy man by the name of Peter. He leers at her, asks if she's the smart cookie who has a laptop full of information that's unhackable, and then proceeds to ask if she'll be kind enough to let him take a peek.
Avery snorts at him, says that if Derek doesn't trust him enough to look then she wouldn't either, and puts an end to their discussion. While Stiles and Scott look over blue-prints of the bank's layout, Avery goes through papers about the building's materials and what not. Nothing pops out at her and by the time Stiles figures everything out, it's already night time.
Stiles, Scott, Avery, and Derek are all gathered around the table as Stiles informs them all how the robbers broke in and what materials they're going to need in order to tear down a wall that was built over their route. Derek says he can just punch through and when Stiles shows him just how much space he's going to have by holding Derek's fist inches way from his opened palm, Derek punches Stiles' hand and the teen goes flying back at the impact.
Avery is too busy cackling at her moronic brother that she completely misses Derek and Scott leaving, and it's only when she's alone with Peter and Stiles that she realizes they've already gone.
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"Oh my god, will you shutup." Peter groans, dropping his head on the back of the couch. Stiles was standing by a wall of windows, looking out over the city as Avery sits at the table, singing bits and pieces of every song she knew that involved the words wolves and howl. "I don't know why the Fates decided that two of you would do this world any good."
Avery chuckles, feeling triumphant at having annoyed the older wolf since he kept trying to guess the passwords to her laptop. When Stiles didn't join in since she knew that her brother didn't care for the wolf because of reasons, she turns to him only to find him staring up at the moon.
"Stiles? You okay?"
"I can't take waiting around like this, you know it's nerve wracking. My nerves are wracked. They're severely wracked. Wraaa-" Stiles whines.
"I could beat you unconscious and wake you when it's over." Peter suddenly dead-pans.
Both Stilinski's turn to glare at the bored wolf.
"You think Erica's really dead?" Stiles ignores Peter in favor of Avery.
Avery smiles sadly at her twin since she knew that Erica was somewhat of a friend and shrugs while saying, "I don't know." at the same time Peter says, "You think I really care?"
"No." Avery scoffs. "But you should." She glares again at him. "Erica is part of Derek's pack as are you which makes her your pack mate. You should be willing to fight to the death for one of your own."
Peter picks up his head, smirking at her. "Look at you." He chuckles. "Little human who thinks she knows about pack dynamics."
Avery sits forward in her chair. "I know more about pack dynamics than you think." She sneers at him. "My pseudo-brothers are the oldest of their kind and taught me all that I know in the little amount of time that I stayed with them."
"Yeah?" Peter smirks. "And just what is their kind?"
Stiles' gaze jumps back and forth between the two as if he were watching a tennis match though this was far more interesting. "Vampire and a vampire/werewolf hybrid."
Peter snorts, eyes crinkling in amusement as he laughs. "Sure. Okay."
Avery cocks an eyebrow at him, gesturing to her laptop. "Open it up and type in Lilyana. One 'l' in Lily and one 'n' in Ana."
Stiles flails at his sister giving Peter the password as Peter eagerly scoops up the laptop. "Did you really just give him the password to all that information?!"
"Relax." She smugly grins when Peter's own grin falters. "Each file has it's own unique password. He's not getting into anything." Peter pouts at her and is about to close down the lid when Avery stops him. "But some pictures are not password protected." And just like that, Peter lights up. "Some pictures show Elijah and Nik with their features shifted and even a few of them feeding." She wrinkles her nose. "I keep them for non-believers who have no idea vampires exist. Go ahead and look through them and maybe next time you won't be so quick to judge a little human."
Peter happily clicks through the photos as Stiles shakes his head at his sister's and Peter's interaction. "Well that's great and all, really is it, but can we get back to the bigger problem here?!" Avery shrinks in her seat and gestures for him to continue on. Stiles sighs as he paces in front of the windows. "I just don't understand the bank, though, okay? Why a bank? Why wouldn't they chain them up in some underground lair or something. They're an alpha pack, right? So shouldn't they have a lair?"
Avery grins at his ridiculous theory while Peter huffs. "They're werewolves not Bond villains."
"Wait a sec." Stiles perks up. "Wait a sec! Maybe they're living there, you know? Like maybe the bank vault reminds them of their little wolf dens?!"
"Wolf dens?" Peter groans in agitation, closing the laptop now that he's been through every picture and can't get into anything else.
"Yeah, wolf dens." Stiles confirms. "Where do you live?" He asks Peter.
"In an underground network of caves hidden deep in the woods." Peter answers so seriously that Avery almost believes him.
"Whoa, really?" Stiles is almost in awe and Avery has to hide her giggle at how gullible he is.
"No, you idiot. My apartment is down town."
Stiles now seems crestfallen. "Alright, but still, that just proves that there's something up at the bank. And why wait around for the full moon, huh?" Stiles asks. "Why not just kill them whenever they want to?"
"Maybe they think it's poetic." Avery is torn between being annoyed and being amused by Peter's sassiness.
"They already had three full moons to be poetic." Stiles exasperates.
"And here you only had one full hour to be so annoy-" Peter stops mid-sentence, eyes flying open.
"No, go ahead and finish what you were saying. I'm a-annoy- What were you going to say there?" Stiles goads Peter but Avery immediately senses the seriousness of Peter's posture.
"What are the walls made of?" Peter sits forward, his mind racing a mile a second.
Stiles looks up and around the room before shrugging. "What? Uh, I don't know, like wood and brick-"
"No, the vault." Peter cuts him off, making his way towards Avery who's already flipping through papers. "The vault. The walls. What are they made out of?" Peter joins Avery in searching papers though he starts with the blueprints. "Where would it say that?" Stiles just watches on as they come up empty-handed. "This doesn't say." Peter sighs. "Where would it say t-the materials? The type of stone?"
Simultaneously, light bulbs went off over the twins' heads and they both lunge for the backpack though Stiles comes up with the paperwork first. "It's gotta be in there!" He hands Peter a stack of worn out looking papers.
Peter frantically searches through the papers, growling when he can't find what he was looking for as quickly as he hoped. Once found, he looks up wide-eyed and something immediately doesn't feel right. "Hecatolite."
"Is that awful? It sounds awful."
Avery and Peter share a look before both of them turn to Stiles. "Get them on the phone. Call them. Now!" Peter demands.
"Okay. Why?" Stiles asks as he retrieves his phone.
"'Cause Boyd and that girl aren't going to kill each other." Peter tells him.
"They're gonna kill Derek and Scott." Avery finishes for him.
Stiles looks floored and immediately dials Scott's phone. The first two times ring until the voicemail picks up and it's finally on the third call that Scott finally answers.
"Hey, Stiles. Now's not the best time-"
"Scott!" Stiles frantically cuts him off, putting the phone on speaker and holding it between him, Avery, and Peter. "Scott, no, listen to me okay?! Look, you gotta get out of there! The walls of the vault are made with a mineral called hecatolite. It scatters the moonlight." He tells his friend what Peter and Avery had filled him in on.
"What does that mean?"
"Look, it keeps the moonlight out, okay?" Voices and growling can be heard in the background. "They haven't felt the full moon in months."
"Think of it like the Gladiators in the Roman Colosseum." Peter tries to get Scott to understand. "They used to starve the lions for three days making the lions more vicious, more out of control. Deucalion has kept them from shifting for three full moons, diminishing their tolerance to it."
"Scott, they're gonna be stronger." Stiles cuts back in.
"More savage- more bloodthirsty. Scott, they're the lions." Peter adds in.
Avery chews on her bottom lip anxiously as growls still come through the speaker. "They're the starved lions and you and Derek just stepped in to the Colosseum." Avery tells him.
The growls get louder, more angrier, and then muffled voices come through. Stiles and Avery can't understand anything but then the sudden look of shock on Peter's face lets them know that he did.
"Scott?" Stiles tries to get his attention. "Hey, Scott?!"
No answer comes but then a few seconds later, Scott's voice can be heard saying, "No, wait!"
Growls and snarls emanate though the speaker and everyone shares a frantic look. "Scott? Scott, are you hearing this?" Stiles tries yet again. "SCOTT!"
The phone line goes dead.
I'm trying to fit in Avery as much as I can. I hope you don't mind when I skim over details during some parts.
Sit tight, up next is "Fireflies" and Avery finally gets a bit of action.
Not that type of action, you pervs!
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See you next Sunday :)