Chapter 14

When Damien released the seal, he wasn't thinking about Deaton's warning, he wasn't thinking about the consequences because he thought he already knew what they were and he was ready to take them, but he didn't know everything.

"I been waiting a long time to meet you", the voice spoke.

He didn't anticipate the female voice that would be whispering in his head, well not whispering just speaking with a conviction that scared him even in the half- emotionless , focused state that he was in.

"Who are you", he asked the voice.

For a moment the voice didn't answer, and he didn't think it would, but it did answer him and when it spoke he was met with surprise, the voice created a feeling that froze his very core, like everything was slowing down, and it was because of the answer.

"I'm your ancestor of course", she answered.

That surprised him, he hadn't heard much about his family line, just that it was incredibly small and that it had a supernatural awareness. Anything that had to do with his ancestors he was pretty much kept in the dark.

"but that's all you're going to get right now", she said, toying with him

He could hear the smile when she said it. It unnerved him that he was hearing voices in his head and as much as he wanted to explore what the hell was happening to him, he had a heart to get to.

He arrived at the Hale residence, he could already sense who was there, it was most of the pack. He could feel that only three of the betas were attached to Derek and the other two, seemed to be loosely connected but it was getting stronger. He could also sense that two humans were there also, why he didn't know.

When he entered the Hale residence, he was met with surprise and really didn't care how they reacted to what had changed about him, and from what he was saying his eyes had changed blue, it was an interesting development that he didn't too much care about.

He heard Peter's question about how his eyes had changed and he simply answered with a no, they did not need to know what happened to him.

"It's bad enough you wear that thing but why do you surround yourself with these dogs, beast without pride or will", the disgust in her voice for them was evident.

"Do not talk about my allies, as if you know them", Damien reprimanded her.

To his surprise he was answered with a chuckle, it echoed in his mind and sent shockwaves through his mind, if he wasn't in this focused state, it would've made him cringe in pain.

"So defensive of them, fine I won't speak much about them, besides talking about them leaves a bad taste in my mouth".

He ignored her and focused on the new faces in the room, they were Allison and Chris Argent, the hunters that had caused so much trouble before he came. He didn't know why they were here, but he considered them a problem, an obstacle in his way and he had to find out if they truly were. He may have released the seal but he was hanging on to a small piece of himself and it was telling him to think before he acted.

He looked straight at them, curiosity and suspicion in their eyes, "are you going to get in my way", he asked.

Before he could say anything else, a huge muscular chest blocked them, he looked up into the owner's eyes and it was Derek, he looked to be filled with determination.

"No", he simply answered conviction in his tone.

Damien could tell that Derek would be able to handle them, if things were get out of hand Derek would cut them down without a second thought, and strangely enough he trusted Derek to do it.

"How dare this mongrel get in our way", she said, voice full of anger.

"Stop, they are not our problem", He told her and she didn't retort, there was only silence in his mind.

He didn't say anything to Derek, his eyes were full of apprehension and he seemed wary of what he might do. He turned around and walked to table where the pack was at started planning their attack.

He informed them of what kind of protections where around the heart and what kind of things they would have to face. Lydia also helped with the plan, informing them that she would help draw out the Crone while they get to the heart.

"The witch is quite impressive, I can already tell she's going to be powerful", she said in a quite whisper.

Damien could already tell that Lydia was a prodigy, he was astounded by her growth in just the days that she had found out that she was a witch, he encountered many different types of witches and it was anyone's guess which type she would become.

They finished with the plan and made their way to the upcoming battle that was ahead of them.

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He didn't know what they were going to encounter with the first protection, a giant golem made up of the surrounding forest wouldn't have been his first guest.

"I always knew Crones were protective of their hearts, but these protections are more powerful than they should be, even though the golem is small compare to others I've seen", she said.

He wasn't really listening to her, he was busy fighting the golem at the moment. Derek had been able to jump into battle with him, face changed with fangs and eyes glowing red. He was able to attack the golem making critical hits with the axe while Derek distracted it. He could sense every move that golem made, he sensed its huge arms swinging and he dodged every strike while making some of his own. The crystal axe was powerful, it was destroying the golem piece by piece, but it wasn't enough.

Damien could also sense Derek was in trouble, he could sense that the golem was about to strike, he quickly tackled Derek to ground. The golem barely missed them.

"You know what you have to do, you can sense it right", she whispered, with a smile in her voice.

He could sense the immense dark magic centered in the right side of its rock covered chest, it could feel the dark magic drawing in its surroundings to heal it's wounds, he knew that they had to take out quickly.

"We have to take out its heart located on the right side in its chest, it won't die until then", Damien told Derek.

He then extended a hand, offering to help him up. Derek took it and pulled himself up, and shook himself off, ready to go take down the golem.

The golem came rushing towards them, him and Derek spilt up, the golem seemed to be focused on Derek for the moment and with that Damien took the opportunity to strike, he gripped the axe and swung with all his might, taking down one leg and he spinned gaining momentum and striked the one making the fall.

Derek was breaking through the rock armor that was protecting the heart, he had exposed it and was about to attack when the golem threw him off. He saw Derek fly through the air and land on the ground, the golems legs where quickly healing and it had its rage focused on Derek. As soon as it had finished healing it rushed Derek again in a blind rage.

Damien quickly got in front of Derek and pull out the saw off shotgun he was carrying on his back. The golem's heart was exposed and with it running straight at them, the shot was clear.

He waited until the golem got close enough, so that he could destroy the heart in one shot, the golem was right in front of them arms raised ready to crush them. Damien took the shot and the golem's heart burst into pieces, he could sense the dark magic dissipating and with the magic no longer holding it together, the golem also exploded.

Pieces of rock, wood and earth flew everywhere, before he could do anything, he felt himself being pull down. Derek was covering him, protecting him while they were buried under the remaining pieces of the golem's body.

"Well, it seems they are useful for something", she suddenly said.

Damien agreed, they were then suddenly pulled out. Derek was still holding on to him then he suddenly let him go like he was infected with the plague. Damien wasn't too much affect by it, he was somewhat glad that they had made it out relatively unharmed. He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply to catch his breath and calm himself, his senses were going off, the voice was right the protection was more powerful than it should have been. It was even effecting the trees, twisting turning them into foot soldiers determined to destroy any intruders.

He warned them of what was coming next and they took it with ease and confidence, they were prepared and they had gotten through the first battle easily, but what was coming was not just animated trees.

They would have to face the Crone too.

Damien quickly grabbed Derek and walked into the second protection, he knew he would have to hurry, he didn't know how long they would last.

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They walked into the forest and Damien could sense the illusion spell was active, but it hadn't latched onto them. He knew that if it did, they would never make it to the heart.

He suddenly felt a flare of magic behind them and he looked back to see a sudden flash of light from where they left the others.

"What's happening back there", Derek asked.

Damien extended his sense and he could sense the Crone where the others were and he could sense the massive dark energy of the heart. They had summoned the Crone, they were providing the distraction that they needed.

"They just summoned the Crone, we have to hurry", Damien calmly to him.

As they continued to walk, they began to hear noises surrounding them, echoing through the forest. It was the laugh of children and growling of beast that shouldn't be in this forest.

He calmly picked up pace while dragging a confused Derek along, he was focused on hurrying up and getting them out of here.

"I thought we weren't going to be affected by the spell", Derek whispered worriedly.

"we're not, it's just active, if you start seeing people from your past then you should worry, for now let's just focus on getting out of here", Damien hurriedly told him.

He begin running faster, he could already see the small children running alongside them in the shadows, giggling, he feared that if they stayed in the forest any longer than it would affect them, even though the spell didn't know they were there.

"You have to hurry this spell is stronger than it should be, if you get caught-", the voice said.

"I know, I'm hurrying"

He gripped Derek's wrist even harder, and ignored the small children in the forest and beast that were just illusions. He saw the clearing moonlight shining through the small opening.

The closer they came to the opening the more children he could see alongside them.

"Damien, these kids", Derek said.

"Don't worry about them, just keep going", Damien said.

As they came closer, the children jumped in there way, and when they ran into them they just disappear, dissipating like smoke. Soon, they couldn't see anything there vision was just clouded by the huge amount of smoke that had come for the illusions dissipating.

Damien closed his eyes and searched for the huge dark energy surrounding the heart, he found it and something else, something pure. He dismissed it and worried about the situation at hand, he rushed in the direction of the heart, hoping it was where the opening he had saw was.

He pulled Derek along and they soon made it past, breaking through the rest of the illusions and into a clearing, he opened his eyes and saw something that he didn't notice before.

It was a huge house, it was old and wooden, much like those old houses on plantations that the slave owners lived in but Damien could sense what it really was, it was the dark energy molding itself to cover the heart.

Derek looked at the house in awe, he couldn't tell what it really was.

"Is the heart in there?" Derek asked.

"Yes", Damien answered, he pulled his crystal axe from his side, the axe would be able cut through the energy surrounding it with no problem, that was what the axe was for after all.

"This Crone is being powered by something, it wouldn't be able to accomplish this otherwise", she whispered.

They began to walk forward when Damien suddenly sensed something being thrown their way, he pulled Derek back and they narrowly dodged being crushed by a old tree trunk.

They turned to see a huge hulking figure in the shadows, eyes glowing red not like Derek's eyes these were darker and crazed.

He heard Derek growl beside him and he could feel them shift turning towards their unknown attacker, Damien gripped his axe in one hand and pulled the shotgun out, grasping it in his other hand, ready to destroy this new thing in his way.

It started to step out into the moonlight and Damien was surprised, it was an troll. It had grayish-green skin that he could already tell was thick, and its face was ugly. It had a huge nose, and tusks on both sides of its mouth, it had a big belly and a tarzan-like cloth covering itself, and he could sense some type of magic slowly disappearing from it.

"How come you did sense it earlier?", Derek asked.

Damien didn't even know it was here, something was wrong it appeared just when they had gotten to the heart.

"Someone is trying to protect the Crone, this troll was teleported here", She said.

"Then how come I didn't sense the teleportation spell then", Damien asked.

"The heart it's energy is large enough to hide it", she answered.

Damien didn't really like the answer, his sensing abilities were stronger and still he was at a setback, but there wasn't much he could do about that, he could only trudge forward destroying anything in his path and this troll was in his way.

"It doesn't matter now, its in my way", Damien calmly said.

Derek looked at him for a minute then sighed and shook his head, he turned his attention back to the troll that has looked ready to devour and destroy anything in its way.

The troll roared and the very earth shook, the resulting shockwave was so powerful that it made Damien and Derek stumble. The troll then made a mad dash for them, its footsteps creating a small earthquake each time and leaving an impression.

The troll came upon them, raising a foot to crush them, they quickly separated and the troll's foot came crashing down where they once stood, the earth left cracked around it.

Damien rolled away and got up, regaining his stance, he quickly let out a shot and hitting the thigh of the troll. It roared again and turned his way, the shot not having much of an effect at the range he was at, it only served to irritate it. The troll rushed him again and he stood his ground waiting for its attack. The troll aimed its fist for Damien and he dodged it when it came down.

Damien slashed the arm with all his strength, the troll grasped his arm in pain and when it pulled it away there was only a small scratch, oozing green blood. The troll looked at him in anger but then suddenly screamed in pain, clawing at its back. It turned around and there was Derek, hanging on the troll's back with one clawed hand, he slashed with the other creating long gashes.

The troll was able to grab him. The troll had Derek in his grasp and squeezed, the pain was enough to make Derek revert back screaming. Damien ran to him, he grabbed onto the trolls tunic and raised himself up, he planted a foot on the troll's thigh and launched himself up. He grabbed the troll's shoulder and pulled himself up again and ran down the length of its arm, he aimed at the cut he had made earlier and let out a shot, green blood splashed everywhere. The troll's grasp on Derek loosened and he fell to the ground unconscious.

"Well, done aiming at the opening in its thick hide for maximum damage and saving the dog at the same time", the voice said.

"Any ideas on how to take it out, we don't have much time", Damien asked.

"Well, I've found that trolls can usually be taken out by aiming for the ears or the eyes", she answered.

The troll roared and grabbed its arm, putting his hand onto the wound, Damien was thrown off and rolled onto the ground. He looked up and the troll's attention was focused on him, the troll tried to crush him once again with his foot and Damien spinned out of the way while striking with his axe, creating a cut on the back of its foot and then shooting at it with the shotgun.

The troll groaned and fell to one leg, Damien couldn't senses anything because of the heart and Derek seemed to down for the count, he was at a disadvantage but he wouldn't let that stop him, he had to take this troll down getting to the heart depended on it, saving Stiles depended on it.

He quickly used the tunic again to climb the trolls back and get onto the troll's shoulder. He pointed the shotgun at the troll's ear but before he could shoot, he was thrown off by the troll standing back up roaring. He fell to the ground and pain exploded throughout his back.

"YOU HAVE TO MOVE NOW!", she screamed in his mind.

Before he knew what was has happening the troll had him in its grasp like it had Derek. The troll sneered at him with hatred, and tightened his grasp, trying to crush him. He screamed in pain, he could feel the pressure crushing his ribs and arms, the troll increased his grip and Damien could his arms break, he cried in pain and began to lose consciousness.

The troll released its grasp and let him fall to the ground. Shadows were edging at his sight as he began to fall into unconsciousness, he couldn't let it end like this he couldn't let Stiles die not because he was too weak. He tried to rise up but he couldn't and his eyes closed, the only image left in his mind was the foot of the troll descending to crush him.

"You have inherited my will, prove that you are stronger than those before you", she whispered in his mind.

He felt something take over before he was swallowed by the darkness.

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Derek slowly opened his eyes, he remembered being crushed by the troll's iron grip, if he had been a werewolf then he probably would've been suffering from crushed bones and if Damien wouldn't of saved him he probably would've died. He quickly got up at the thought of Damien, he had been passed out while he fought the troll alone, he looked around and found Damien passed out about to be crushed.

He quickly shifted and roared, gaining the troll's attention. The troll stopped its foot before it crushed Damien and looked at him as if he was something new to destroy. Derek roared again and charged at the troll, he then jumped up onto the troll's arm. He raked his claws upward as he ran up the arm, creating more gashes on the already wounded to troll. The troll tried to smash him, hitting its own arm and Derek quickly jumped off and grabbed one of the tusk, he raised his leg and delivered a swift kick to the troll's face.

The troll made a grab for him while cringing in pain, and Derek quickly dropped down, he turned and was suddenly facing the palm of the troll's hand. He was squatted away and roughly flew across the ground, bones breaking as he went. The troll was still cringing from the pain when Derek was able to look up from the ground as his body healed.

He looked around for Damien but he was nowhere to be found, the only thing left in his place was the sawed off shotgun he was using. Derek looked around again suddenly worried and then he found him on the troll's shoulder. His arms were dangling at his side, Derek could tell that they were broken, how he was still standing he didn't know, but the biggest surprise was that Damien had the axe firmly grasped with his teeth.

Damien twisted his head and bringing the axe back, he then turned his head with all him might, slamming the axe into the eye of the troll. The troll roared in pain and fell to his knees, clutching his face, Damien was thrown off and fell to the ground. Derek felt that his bones were completely healed and he raised himself up. He ran to where Damien was and picked up the shotgun on his way.

Damien was standing when Derek came over to him, he looked to be awake but when Derek looked into his eyes, they were devoid of anything it was like there was no one there and Derek knew what was happening. Damien was running on pure will alone, Damien wasn't there anymore only the drive to destroy the troll was left.

Damien walked past him as if he wasn't there and Derek screamed his name, he knew Damien wouldn't survive if he tried to face the troll in his current state. Derek ran to him and wrapped his arms around him, trapping him from going anywhere, Damien struggled but Derek wouldn't let him go. Damien then put his head forward and then slammed it back into Derek's face. He grasp slipped a little but Derek quickly tightened it, not letting go.

"Damien, wake up", Derek screamed.

Damien stopped moving for a second, and became completely still. He then felt something from Damien, it made him feel uneasy and then the feeling became even larger, he quickly let go of Damien and backed away. Damien just continued to stand still while the feeling became even stronger.

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Damien was in the darkness, he couldn't feel or see anything and his thoughts were of Stiles and Derek, there friends, his hatred of his mother and the loathing of Deaton. He realized that he couldn't let it end here.

"Are you ready to fully accept my will?" the voice asked

Damien knew what she was talking about, but he wouldn't lose himself to his power, it wouldn't have the best outcome in this situation and if he would've he was pretty sure, he would've let Derek die some time ago.

"I need more power, I need to become stronger but not at the expense of my mind" he answered.

"You have to let it all go, you have to leave it all behind then will you truly reach a height of power that no other of your family has ever seen", she said.

Damien wasn't going to be drawn in, he refused and if she didn't like his terms and wouldn't help him then he was going to do it by himself.

He remember every memory that he cherished, memories of Stiles mostly, some of when they were younger and many of them showed him now and Damien was surprised to see some of Derek, the Alpha had grown on him gaining a place in his heart. Derek wasn't the only one he was surprised to see, the pack was there to and many of Stile's friend which he could now his.

He was willing to use every piece of his soul to protect them and that's when he felt it, he felt himself get stronger, it wasn't just his sense it was something else too.

"Well, I think you've just proven me wrong, I'll help you on your path then", she said.

His world then exploded with light and he was suddenly pulled forward and when his vision cleared, he was standing, in the clearing the house full of dark energy still present within his senses but it didn't overwhelm them, he could sense the troll that was blinded now and he could sense Derek behind him worried and afraid. He looked at his arms and they were healed, no longer broken like before, but they were still covered in blood.

"Healing isn't one of the abilities your gain from this new power, I had to use that other side of you unfortunately to do it", she said.

"What other side?", Damien asked.

"Not now, concentrate, the battle isn't over", she answered

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, centering himself and when he did, he could feel the very forest's life energy around some of it was distorted by the Crone's protections and the energy from the heart.

He then suddenly heard a voice that was similar to the one in his head, but seemed completely different.

"Prince of The Night, open your eyes we need to talk", the voice said.

When he opened his eyes what he saw was a woman, she was beautiful and tan skinned. She was also covered in leave and branches that seemed to move around her, creating a dress. Her eyes were a deep green and the very air around seemed to glow, this woman was powerful he could sense it and as he looked around everything was frozen, the troll and Derek.

"Who are you?" Damien asked.

She smiled and looked at him as if he was a wide-eyed child asking a question.

"The spirit of this forest, of course", she answered

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Okay sorry for taking so long to update, been really busy. I was gonna make this chapter longer but changed my mind.

I hope that you like this chapter and all the surprises

I'll update sometime next week.

And that will be the conclusion of this battle and find out what happens to Stiles.