Chapter 6
Damien woke up and got ready for today's events, he had to go talk to Deaton, and meet with Derek's pack.
He didn't really like Deaton, and he had only met him once, so when he was younger he thought that he couldn't of known what kind of mother his sister was, but he was wrong he did know, and he stood by, he adopted the non-direct clause of the Order wholly when it came to him, he still didn't know why, a part of him wanted to find out but another part was consumed with hatred for the man, he left him to the coldest person on the planet and didn't give a damn.
He would always hate Deaton.
He hadn't told Stiles that, he seemed to know that man, he didn't want his emotions to paints Stiles' view of the man in a negative light, from what he heard he was helping them while being all mysterious and not coming forth with answers.
He drove to Stiles house, Stiles wanted him to pick him up so that after they go to Deaton's, he'll take him to the hale house, he was really glad Stiles was coming with him, he'll help him reel all the anger he had at the man in.
Stiles walked out the house, and got into the car, he smiled at him, "Hey".
"Good morning, you're very happy today", Damien said
"Lydia is getting super witch powers, today of course I'm happy, I mean this is Lydia, you thought she was awesome before, just you wait", Stiles said enthusiastically.
Damien smiled and started to drive, "yeah, I could sense she was a powerful one".
Stiles looked at him, "yeah, about the sensing, start talking".
Damien chuckled, "Apparently its been in the family for as long as anyone can remember, and not everyone gets the supernatural sensitivity, Deaton didn't get the sense parse, it's more of a sight like instead of feeling it, like I can, he can see it, my mother explained that much, and the fact that he's the first one with magic in the family, she said it clouded his judgment in doing what is right, whatever that means, that's why he's kind of on the outs with the Order".
Stiles wasn't really shocked to hear that about Deaton, he was all weird and mysterious of course he would be magical supernatural wizard while being a vet on the side, "sounds like your mom, knows a lot about him".
Damien shrugged, "She grew up with him, so she knows that much I guess, she also said that one day he just disappeared, and came back ten years later, no one knows where he was during that time, he is also very knowledgeable, and while that may be her brother, I get the sense that she fears him".
Stiles nodded his head, "yeah, I understand what you're saying but it sounds like you don't just dislike him, you hate him".
Damien stopped the truck and sighed, "we're here".
Stiles kinda figured he had his own reasons for hating Deaton, so he wouldn't push him into telling him why.
Stiles relieved a breath and put his hand on Damien's, "I'm here and its going to be fine"
Damien gripped Stiles hand and smiled at him, "OK".
They both got out of the truck, Stiles saw Jackson's car and Scott's, he figured they'd be here already.
They walked inside the vet's office, and saw Jackson, Lydia and Scott sitting in the lobby.
"Hey guys", Stiles greeted them.
Damien nodded his head in greeting, there was a moment of silence before Deaton came out, "I'm ready for Lydia, the rest of you can come in if you want".
They all got up and walked into the examination room, Deaton laid out and knife and some ingredients on the table he could on began to guess at what they were.
Deaton looked at Damien as if noticing him for the first time, "Damien", he nodded him in greeting.
Damien didn't look at him, he looked everywhere else, "Deaton", he greeted him nonchalantly.
Deaton sighed as if disappointed, he then looked at Lydia, "Lydia, I am going to be drawing out the bond that was forced upon you by Peter, it will be easy if you let it, and it will come out in the form of black liquid".
Lydia nodded understanding what he was saying, Jackson looked confused, brow pinched together.
"Wait, what do you mean if she lets it, can she get hurt?", Jackson asked.
"Yes, if I have to forcibly pull it out, there will be pain and in that case, I will need you to hold her down, but if she lets it go there will be no pain, but I will only do this if Lydia wants too".
"Yes, I do, can get just do it now", Lydia said.
Lydia walked towards the table and looked at Deaton for directions.
He picked up a jar, and dipped his fingers into it, "the bond is settled in your mind, this is something I created to draw the bond out into physical form, then we are going to center it somewhere we can remove easily".
Lydia nodded, and Deaton put his fingers in the middle of her forehead, and draw a circle, he then to chant, "evaginabovinculi", his eyes began to turn into a stormy gray with no pupils.
Damien could feel the magic circling in the room, it was different from the crone, it was purer, clean.
"He kind of reminds me of Raiden", Stiles whispered and Damien chuckled.
"Stilinski shut up" Jackson growled, anger and concern on his face.
Scott still had the same jaw-dropping expression from yesterday, as if he couldn't believe his boss was doing magic.
Deaton said the words again, "evaginabovinculi", black lines that were similar to veins began to form under her skin, Deaton grabbed her arm and the black veins began to flow down to where Deaton was grabbing her.
The veins began to amass on her arm and it became black mass, Deaton' eyes became normal, "Scott hand me a bowl from that cabinet".
Scott hurried up and got the bowl, he handed it to Deaton, he put the bowl under her arm and grabbed the knife from the table, he cut her arm and black liquid burst out spilling into the bowl, it took a few minutes until none was left.
Jackson grabbed a bandage and wrapped her arm, "Are you okay?", he whispered, eyes full of worry.
Lydia smiled, "I'm better than okay", she waved a hand and suddenly a rack fell over.
"Lydia that was cool but why, now I have to clean it up", Scott wined walking over to the rack.
Stiles was jumping up and down, he was full of excitement, "Lydia, you got telekinesis, and possibly a whole slew of witch powers and somehow I imagine you as Jean Grey, yeah, a total Jean Grey".
Jackson growled and everyone laughed, Lydia looked at Deaton, "Thank You"
"It's no problem, though I will have to train you in the use of your powers", Deaton said calmly.
Lydia agreed taking all he was saying seriously, Jackson by her side listening also.
Damien could feel the magic emanating from Lydia, it was strong, and forceful, he wondered how she was going to handle it, he would find out what kind of witch she was in the future, now Deaton needed to answer his questions.
He approached him, "Did you know that the crone was here?"
Deaton looked at him, "no, I notice the dark magic was in the forest a few days ago, I did not know it is a crone, which it is unheard of"
Damien nodded his head, "yeah it's here for a reason, I don't know what, it killed a girl, sucked her soul out, but I don't know what ritual it used, they don't eat souls so I found it peculiar that it would take one".
Deaton agreed, "yes, I think that it may be using the soul to power a spell, though which one I do not know"
Damien was lost in thought, "oh, and Morrell, I don't trust her, do you know what her plans are?"
Deaton sighed, "Morrell is an…enigma I believe she will do what she believes is needed to be done".
Damien looked shocked, "That makes her even more dangerous"
"Damien, she can feel emotions, but she cannot forcibly change them, thought I do suspect that she manipulates them through her words, she is someone to look out for" Deaton said slowly.
Damien sighed, "OK"
"Damien I… your mother was not always so cold-hearted, she used to be warm and kind", Deaton said sadly.
Stiles saw the anger building, saw the hate, and the madness that was forming in Damien's eyes when Deaton said it.
Damien laughed, everyone looked at him startled, "warm and kind, those are not the words I would use to describe her".
Deaton looked at him with sorrow, "She was changed before you were born, when I had came to Beacon Hills to take her place I thought-", his sentence was cut off by Damien's angery voice.
"You thought, you thought what? that she was loving and caring, that she tucked me in at night and sung me to sleep, let me tell you how wrong you were to think, when she took me away from the only thing that was family back then, and when we were gone and she homeschooled me, I would have to sit, without dinner hungry, and read every book that she fed me, until I would know every page by heart…"
Damien screamed.
"Damien I-", Deaton tried to say.
"NO, I'm not finished, let me tell you about the Order training she put me through, when she told me to read up on ghouls the day before and we went on a mission to investigate them, I was caught by surprised and my leg was broken, my chest bleeding from claw marks, when we were done," he walked up to Deaton and looked him in the eyes, "she walked up to me while I was crawling on the forest floor and said, 'remember this pain, remember how broken you are in this moment, because you will learn from it, if you survive', and she walked off while, I crawled to her for help, screaming and she never looked back." Damien finished and saw the sadness that overcame Deaton's eyes.
Damien felt someone's arms circle around his stomach, it was Stiles, he could tell, he looked down ashamed that he lost like that in front of him.
"I'm sorry", Damien whispered tears rolling down his cheeks.
"You have nothing to be sorry for", Stiles mumbled into his back.
He turned around and everyone averted their gaze, Stiles looked at him and took his hand, "I think we'll be leaving now", looking at Damien when he said it.
Stiles pulled him outside to the truck, opened the passenger door, "I'll drive", Damien just handed him the keys and got in, a few second later Stiles got in.
"I hate them so much", tears were running down his face.
Stiles just grabbed his hand and gripped it tightly, he started the car and drove off, but in his mind he thought, 'I hate them too'.
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After they went driving for a while and Damien calmed down, Stiles asked him how he survived, and Damien told him he just passed out and woke up in the hospital.
Stiles took him to the Hale house, after a while. The whole pack and for some reason Scott, was outside, Derek was on the steps, looking imitating and brooding as always, Isaac was sitting on the steps was the cutest smile, Erica was standing by Boyd, doing her sexy smirking, and Boyd, had an impartial face, Scott was staring at Stiles.
Stiles laughed guys, "why the comic book team pose, I mean good job, but why?"
Isaac laughed, "Stiles we were already out here training, we were just taking a break when you came", Erica snickered and even Derek, and Boyd, cracked a smile.
"So this is Stiles' friend that I've been hearing about", Erica sauntered towards Damien, and looked him straight in the eyes, "hmmm, he's hot but doesn't seem like much, Derek are you sure you wanna work with him?"
"Erica, stop, he's here to work with us, stop insulting him", Isaac said.
"I can show you my skills if you doubt them, with your permission of course, Alpha Hale", Damien looked at Derek for an answer.
Derek looked at him and nodded, "Isaac, Boyd, join Erica".
Isaac and Boyd sighed they went over to Erica, ready to begin the fight.
"Guys this isn't necessary, we don't need some kind of show down", Stiles protested.
"It's okay Stiles this isn't my first time interaction with a pack, I have to prove that I can fight alongside them, I'll be fine", Damien took off his jacket and handed to Stiles, "I don't wanna get it dirty".
Stiles rolled his eyes and took the jacket, standing next to Derek and Scott.
Erica attacked first, claws swiping at Damien, he ducked and spinned, dodging them, when he ducked under a swipe he kicked the back of her knee and she fell, before he could do anything else, he felt Boyd running towards him from behind him, he quickly dropped to the ground and rolled, he sensed Isaac towering over him, he rolled again dodging the claw that cracked the ground where his face had been.
He quickly stood up and they were all staring at him, they were going to attack together Damien knew he would have to separate them, he ran towards Erica and Isaac, they swiped their claws at him from both sides, he ducked under their swipes and came behind them with a strike to each of their kidneys, when he turned around he barely dodged a swipe from Boyd, he flipped backwards to gain some space but Boyd was on him, he ran into his stomach shoulder first picking him up and slamming him down, he was winded, but quickly recovered.
Boyd was about deliver the final strike, when Stiles yelled "Stop", Damien kicked him in the face, it was enough to stun him, Isaac and Erica both came at him again, Erica swiped at his face, when he bent back to dodge, Isaac swiped down catching his arm, he spun away and Boyd was coming at him again, he turned to face him, that's when Derek yelled, "Stop".
They were all breathing hard and Damien dropped his fist and the pack dropped their claws, Stiles came down to them, "Ok if we're done with the fighting can we please go inside and actually work together".
Then Damien and the pack laughed, he shook hands with Boyd and Isaac patted him on the back, Erica patted him on the arm, and said, "good job", Derek was smirking.
Stiles was lost and Scott looked as lost has he, "for those of us who don't know what the hell just happened, can you try explaining it to us?".
Derek walked up, "He was proving himself to the pack and he did a very good job", he looked at Damien for a minute unnerving him, then held out his hand.
Damien smiled took the hand, shaking for all it was worth, "It was a pleasure to prove myself, you have a very well trained pack Alpha Hale, they work well together".
Derek smirked again, "thank you and call me Derek".
"OK", Damien said.
Stiles looked at Damien's arm it was bleeding, "You're bleeding, ok everyone inside now"
They all followed without making any objections, Stiles took Damien into the kitchen, and he sat him at the table, while he fished out a first aid kit from under the sink and tended to Damien's arm.
"That was dangerous, it could've been worse than this", Stiles whispered.
"Stiles I'm fine and I have done this before", Damien said quietly.
Stiles sighed, finishing wrapping the bandage, "I know, that doesn't mean that I have to like it".
Derek came into the kitchen and handed both Stiles and Damien, water bottles.
Damien took his thanking him, and Stiles snatched his away clearly pissed with him.
He was surprised at how Derek was acting, he was being nice or Derek version of nice, which happens to include hand to claw battles, he didn't know if it was for his sake or Derek just liked Damien.
Damien noticed, "So I was thinking about how we were going to find the box, and I think I have an idea"
The rest of the pack came into the kitchen crowding around Derek.
"Ok go ahead", Derek looked in the eyes paying attention, there rest of the pack was doing the same.
"OK, well the crone's box, should be somewhere near where it killed the girl, now the crone is going to have the box heavily protected, I don't know what kind of protectionss are going to be put into place, but I think we need to locate the box first before worrying about that", Damien explained.
"Ok so how do we go about finding it?" Isaac asked.
"Well, I'll be able to sense it when I'm close enough, I'm guessing that you will be able to smell where the box is located since it will have it's scent".
"That sound like a good plan, when do we get start", Derek asked.
Damien smiled, "how about tomorrow".
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Ok guys I know this chapter was a lot of Stiles/Damien but I promise Sterek next chapter
I might update this weekend if not expect it Monday night.
And Review, I'll take any feedback and I love reader's reactions and I like to respond.