Chapter 24

Stiles didn't know what to think when he was father asked Damien to move in with them, it hadn't even cross his mind. Damien looked just as shocked as he did when his father asked. He knew his father was probably taking the whole 'protect Damien' thing out of hand, he really didn't think Damien's psychopathic mother had this in mind when she planned out her elaborate scam.

"Umm Dad are you sure. I mean, I don't have anything against it, it's just a surprise" Stiles said.

His Dad sighed "I've been thinking about it since your mom came by, Damien and I would feel better if you stayed with us, I don't think it's the best idea if you stay by yourself"

Stiles turned to Damien anxious to hear his answer. He looked to be in deep thought for a moment, "Your right and with me being a minor, I can't really live on my own without my mother, now can I?"

Jed smiled happy to hear Damien accept his proposal. He got up and put his glass into the sink, walking over to Stiles and kissing his head. He grabbed Damien's shoulder clutching it tightly, showing how much his yes meant to him. He was about walk up to bed when Damien called out his name "Jed?"

He turned around, questioning eyebrow raised. "I do want to go back tonight, spend one night there, Stiles can keep me company and help me pack?" Damien asked hopefully.

Jed looked apprehensive at the idea and Stiles knew what he was doing. He was trying to give them an alibi for being out all night, he knew that if his Dad said no, then it would mean a higher risk of not saving Scott tonight. "Yeah, I've been over there Dad and he really needs the help"

"Ok, just for tonight I do want you to be moved in tomorrow, you can skip school tomorrow just this once to try and get you settled in, okay?" Jed answered.

Stiles got up and hugged his Dad close, happy that he agreed and that he thought of Damien moving in. He was worried about him and though this may pull a wrench in any future secret mission plans. It still made him feel safer having Damien there with they, he didn't really want to know what would've happened if he was here when his mom came for that terrible visit.

"Thanks, Dad" Stiles whispered and let him go, quickly dragging Damien out of the house and back to Scott's car. When they got into the car, Stiles turned to Damien, he knew that he just agreed to make his father happy. He didn't know if Damien wanted it or not.

"So, what are you thinking?" He asked.

Damien took a while to answer "Hmm, I think it's going to be easily the worst experience of my life, worst then when I had to face those spider warriors for Anaszi" he shuddered at the thought.

Stiles mouth dropped open. Shocked that Damien was saying living at his house would be horrible. He didn't think that it would be that bad. It was clean like super clean, well accept for his room and his Dad was rarely home but he had like the best job ever trying to solve supernatural murders when he wasn't in on the supernatural secret. He was drawn out of his crazy thoughts by Damien's chuckling.

He narrowed his eyes, figuring out that Damien was just playing. Stiles punched him in arm, laughing with him at the trick he had played.

"Dude, your face" Damien snickered.

Stiles rolled his eyes "ok, good one but really how do you fell about it?"

"Well, It's not a bad thought you know…It could be fun" Damien said hesitantly.

Stiles noticed the way he said it, he was hesitant to say what he really felt. He didn't know if it was because he didn't want to hurt his feelings or if it was of because something else. Damien then started the car, driving to undisclosed location.

"Okay you don't sound too enthusiastic about living with us…is it that you don't want too?"

Damien didn't look at him, he seemed like he was trying to avoid the question. "Stiles…it's just…I have feelings for you, intense feelings that I am trying to lessen" He shook his head, not really liking what he was saying "I just…you're with Derek and I can't, I have to stop myself from getting in-between the two of you"

Stiles wasn't expecting that answer, he wasn't expecting any of it. He knew that Damien had feelings for him and he would be lying if he said he didn't feel the connection that they had. And he loved Derek, he was his boyfriend, they had been through a lot over the years from facing off with Peter to building the house. He didn't know what to say, how to answer to it.

"And I see the way you look at each other… the way you touch" Damien whispered. Stiles could hear the longing in his voice, the pain and he wanted to make it all go away "You love each other and I see that… so when I move in…I'll keep my distance"

Stiles snorted "I'll be right down the hall from you, how will you do that?"

Damien sighed "I don't mean it in that way"

He meant that he was going to stop talking to him. Stop the friendship that they have. Stiles didn't even know if he could call it a friendship, he had noticed that they didn't even call each other bros any more, their relationship had changed and he didn't even notice.

"You can't…It's not…You don't have to keep your distance" Stiles said weakly.

"I think I do" Damien whispered.

Stiles was about to say something be then his phone ranged, he looked at the caller I.D. and it was Isaac. He knew that he was calling about Scott, about not talking to him.

"Hello?"

He could tell that something had happened, Isaac's voice was hysteric "Stiles, I called Scott's phone and some dude picked up, said he had him and if we didn't deliver Damien that he was going to kill him, what the hell is going on?"

Stiles froze Scott, his best friend was in trouble and the guy who had him had seem like the kill now and question later type. He didn't know if the guy had already done something to him. The whole thing was his fault if he didn't follow Damien, then Scott would be at home cuddling on the phone and Isaac.

He felt the phone being grabbed from his hand and Damien started talking on it "I know that you're scared, Isaac but I need you and the pack to meet at my house and I'll explain everything, we're going to get him back."

The car stopped and they were at Damien's house. He hung up the phone and got out of the car. Stiles quickly followed him, close on his heels. "What are we going to do?" He asked as they walked into the house.

The lights were already on, Stiles remembered that Allison was here, that Damien had told her to tie up the guy that guy in the basement. Damien stopped and turned around "Stiles, listen I'm going to go down there and I don't want you to follow me, I want you to wait up here, wait for the pack to come and for me and Allison to come back up"

Stiles could feel that something was off, that Damien wasn't going to tell him what he was going to do the man but he didn't need to he could already guess. "You're not just going to talk to him, are you?"

Damien looked away, keeping silent about his activities. Stiles sighed "I trust you, do whatever you have to get him back"

Damien looked at him, blue eyes shining with conviction. Stiles knew in that moment that Damien no longer doubted what he was about to do that he gave him, the confidence to do it. It made him happy to know that he could do that for him.

Damien nodded and opened the basement door, walking to what Stiles knew was the beginning of a rough night.

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Damien closed the door behind, knowing that Stiles was still standing there looking after him. He shook his head at his foolishness. He shouldn't have told Stiles his feelings, he saw the way he looked at him some times, that desire and the longing. During those moments he has to stop himself from acting, from destroying what Stiles has with Derek, because if he did. He didn't think Stiles would forgive himself and he liked Derek, he was strong and caring, he wasn't lying that night at hospital when he said that he trusted him to take care of Stiles. They were in love and he could see it, the only problem was him, he could stop his feelings for Stiles.

"Damien?"

He turned to see Allison at the bottom of the stairs, she had taking off her leather jacket, black tank top showing off the strength that she had in her arms. She had tied back her hair and it made her seem, older, stronger somehow, like the trials that she had been through had changed her. For a moment, it reminded him of when he had just started work for the Order.

"Yeah, thanks for getting him tied up "He said as he walked down the stairs to see the man bounded to a chair. His hands were tied to the arms and feet bounded to the legs. Allison had taken off all the body armor that he had on, leaving only a white shirt and black pants. He brown graying hair gleam in the light and the duck tape across his mouth was thick, when he looked at Damien his eyes shone with hate.

Damien turned to Allison "You know, what I'm going to do to him won't be pleasant, are you sure you want to stay?"

Allison softly smiled; she didn't answer him, just walked past him and went to the table. It was full of knife and dagger, a taser and even some syringes of poison. She picked up a knife and started to play with it, twirling it between her fingers "I know that you feel strongly for Stiles, I can see and I can see the pain you feel because you're not with him, I feel it too…but I also know that you'll do anything if he's in danger because I would do the same for Scott"

Damien nodded, understanding what she was saying. Her feelings for Scott didn't go away and she wanted to make him but not exposing those feelings, something he wish he would've done.

He walked over to the bound man, pulling off the duck tape. "Now here are how things are going to go, you're going to tell me everything I want to know about Blackwell and I won't destroy any chance you have at having a normal productive life, you get to walk away unharmed."

He didn't say anything just sat in silence.

Damien sighed. He didn't want to go this route but he would do anything to get Scott back, he had to Derek trusted him to look after his pack while he was gone.

He asked for the knife that currently inhabited Allison's fingers. She handed it over without a second thought. He showed to that man, hoping that it was going to change his mind but his eyes only showed defiance.

Damien twirled the knife, showing how skilled he was with it, then he slammed it down into the man's thigh, making him groan in pain. He could feel the knife embed itself in the man's thigh, he was careful not to hit an artery, he didn't want him bleed out. He was surprised that the man didn't scream. It showed that he was well trained.

"It's only going to get worse from now on, for every question you don't answer I start chopping fingers, so let's start off easy, your name?" He tone, was like a blade chipping at the man's defenses and he could tell that he was getting through.

"My name is Sergei" He accent was Russian and thick. He noticed the black ink poking from underneath, his shirt on his shoulder. Damien pulled it down, to reveal an Indian thunderbird tattoo. He knew what it meant, this man was a solider for the Thunderer, the Order head that ruled over Russia and some part of Europe.

"So Blackwell aligned himself with him, huh?" Damien said out loud.

Sergei laughed and if Stiles could hear it, he would've compared it to super villain's. "The leader order Blackwell to get amulet for him, to use against your mother"

Damien smiled. "What is it?" Allison asked.

"That's good, it means he hasn't killed Scott yet, he won't get the amulet without trading him for me" Damien answered. His mind quickly started making plans, ways to get Scott out safe.

"Blackwell, he told us about you, the betrayer, he also tells us you are soft like baby" Sergei said.

The fact that he worked for the Thunderer meant that it was going to be a lot harder to extract information from him. He was going to have to inflict a lot more pain, really show him that he meant business. He was about to act but Allison came behind Sergei wrapping a white towel around his face. She took a bucket of water and poured it over the towel.

She was waterboarding him, making him drown without actually drowning. Sergei was shaking, trying to break free from his bonds but he couldn't. She stopped and pulled the towel from his face. He quickly gasped for air, trying to get as much as he could.

She walked in front of him, leaning to look him in the eye. She grabbed his face "No games, I want the location of Blackwell, how many men he has and the layout or next time I won't stop"

Fear quickly filled Sergei's eyes and he could tell that she had gotten to him. "Okay, Okay, I tell you everything, he is in abandon warehouse not from where we attacked you"

"How. many .men?" Allison demanded.

"Men at warehouse, only third, the rest stayed behind, 30 I think are left" Sergei said hesitantly.

Allison smiled and tapped his cheek, happy with the information she got. Damien wasn't surprised to see this side of her, he knew that she was a fighter.

"Now the layout?" Damien demanded.

Sergei was about to answer but the tattoo on his shoulder started to glow, harsh yellow glowed through his shirt and he knew what it was. He quickly pulled Allison away and flipped the table ducking behind it. The smell of ozone filled the air and a crackling sound grew with intensity each second. Sergei's screams filled the room and then there was an explosion pushing back the table where they where they were hiding and lying them on the ground.

The smoke from the explosion obscured his vision and he could barely see. He coughed expelling the smoke from his lungs. He waved the smoke from his face and looked at the charred body that was left of Sergei.

"What happened?" Allison asked.

"The Thunderer happened, his soldiers get the tattoo as mark of loyalty apparently it's a bomb if they fall into enemy hands" Damien answered.

"Damien" He knew instantly that it was Stiles's voice. He looked up to see Peter, Erica, Isaac, Boyd and Jackson all came down the stairs letting the smoke out and showing the scorch marks from the explosion.

"What the hell happened?" Peter asked.

"I'll explain on the way, right now, we need to get to Scott" Damien declared.

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The warehouse was dimly lit. There were armed guards, on the roof tops and on the outside. Peter, Erica and Boyd walked into the warehouse dragging along a bound and gagged Damien. When they enter, there were even more guard, holding rifle on the inside. Lined up and ready to shoot them if they made a wrong move.

A single light shone on Scott, there were black veins and were on his face and arms. They had poisoned him with wolfs bane. He was bound to a chair, chains tight around his chest.

Erica softly growled in anger but Boyd grabbed her hand, calming her.

They stopped a short distance from him, they heard footsteps and soon enough Blackwell appeared behind Scott. The eye patch, making him look even more evil than before.

"Well, look at what we have here" he said.

Peter pushed Damien to the ground "Here he is, now give me my beta"

Blackwell titled his head, trying to get a good look at Damien "Hmm, I presume that he gave himself up, he always had bleeding heart, and do you have the pendant?"

Erica pulled it out of her pocket, throwing it to him and Blackwell caught it, holding it up to the light to examine if it was real. "It's real alright" he then looked at the pack, eyes shining with victory. "but I've worked with him, I know how slippery he is, Kill them all"

The soldiers raised the guns aiming it at the pack. They all turned and crouched, ready to strike at their attackers.

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Derek, didn't expect the party to be so high class. The men were all in suits and the women were in dresses. They were gambling, all of them crowed around the table.

Lydia and Mila, had ran off slipping away from him, all of them looking for Michal. Derek couldn't use his senses he could sniff him out or listen for him, he had never heard his voice and it was to crowed.

"Have you found him yet?" he asked through the connections in their minds.

"No" Lydia.

"Yes, he's by the craps table, don't approach him he's already wary" Mila replied.

Derek made his way to near the craps table, avoiding the grabby drunken hands of the women and some of the men. He finally made it, only to see Michal approach Mila, she was acting oblivious towards him, he knew she was attracting him, without looking like she wanted his attention.

"She works fast doesn't she?" Lydia asked.

He nodded. They watched as Michal talked to her, smiling when she smiled and trying to close. She gave him the occasional touch, rubbing his arm or his hand. She had ensnared him in her trap, quick enough. He whispered in her ear, and she smiled, locking eyes with them signaling it was time to move.

"My thrall has informed me that he is in room 320, be careful, he's two hundred years old and crafty"

Derek and Lydia went to the elevator moving as slowly as possible. They didn't want to draw attention to themselves. He knew that Mila was drawing the attention of the homunculus to gain time for them to get to the actual body, his consciousness currently inhabited the homunculus and they knew that was his weakness.

The elevator dinged signaling their floor. Derek was about to get off but she stopped him "Wait, I need to set up a veil, we don't want the authorities, getting in our business now do we"

He waited while she closed her eyes gathering her magic. She opened her eyes, which glowed "Abscondite nos a conspectus", she whispered. He could see a thin veil of light shine around them and went out into the hall.

They went out into the hallway, and Derek shifted, ready to fight if need be. They to the door and Lydia waved her over the lock, there was clicking signaling it was open and they went it. Derek slowly shut the door behind him and Lydia went further into the hotel room.

The room was normal, it seemed as if there was nothing new. There were no bags, the furniture looked untouched, even he could smell that no one had sat on it, it was all new. Something didn't seem right, something was wrong, he could feel it.

He went after Lydia to find her looking down at Michal, he was lying on the bed, sleeping peacefully. "Lydia hurry up and-"He stopped when he really looked at her, she wasn't moving at all and it was for a reason. Very thin and sharp glass needles were surrounding her and they were floating all over the room. If he had turned, he wouldn't have seen them.

"Lydia, can you use a spell to get rid of them" Derek whispered.

She shook her head. "They react to my magic, the more I use it the closer they get" she said in his head.

Derek paced, they didn't expect that we would have a trap like this. A room full of almost invisible needles, Mila was playing when she said crafty. If they didn't destroy these needles they weren't going anywhere.

"Derek, I got a plan, this is glass so a strong enough sound frequency should be able to destroy them"

Derek got what she was saying, she needed him to roar. To generate enough sound waves that the glass needles would shatter, but if he did that then Michal would wake up. He knew that he would have to do it though; they didn't have any other choice.

Derek crouched, he drew in air into his lungs getting ready to let out the biggest roar that he could. He let it out and with each second it got strong and bigger, he could see that the glass was vibrating, just a little more and it would shatter. He put even more force into it, pushing his vocal cords to the max.

The glass shattered and thousands of pieces rained down on the cover, Lydia and Michal. Lydia let out a sigh of relief, letting all of the tension out of her body but it was too so to do that. A moment after the glass shattered, Michal rose up and his eyes opened, steel gray focused him and then Lydia.

"It seems I have visitors" he said, voice like steel, cold and harsh.

"Lydia, now" Derek yelled.

Lydia opened her mouth to say a spell, but before she could Michal snapped his fingers. The shattered glass around the room gathered around her, coming to together and trapping her in a small glass case.

"No you don't little witch" Michal whispered.

Derek roared again drawing his attention away from her and rushed towards him. Michal calmly got off of the bed and looked, not scared in the least. He snapped his fingers again and before Derek's claws could reach him, the floor under them disappeared, collapsing in on itself.

Derek fell hitting cold, hard concrete. He groaned looking up to Michal and a captured Lydia floating above him. He heard footsteps and turned to a see a giant 7 foot thing, holding Mila by the neck.

It was steel, it gleamed from the small lights around the room. It had no ears, no face like the ones had had saw before but this one didn't have a suit on, it didn't have any clothes. Nor anything that could depict it as a boy or girl. He could tell it was powerful.

The floor that they were on, was under construction. There were work lights everywhere and tools, wooden planks on the ground.

"Well, I went fishing and look at what I caught, a werewolf, a witch and…what I think is a succubus I wanted to have some fun before I killed you" Michal said, his voice echoed throughout the floor.

They were fooled, Michal had set the trap for them and they fell for it. How were they going to get out now. Mila chuckled, he didn't know why see was in a worse position than he was. What she did next surprised him.

She kicked the homunculus and went flying into a banister, completely destroying it. She fell to the floor, gracefully and started dusting off her dress. "I don't feed off of him just because it's delicious, you know" She said with a smile.

She picked up wooden plank and threw it at the glass cage currently holding Lydia. The glass shattered and she started to fall, Derek quickly got up and caught her, rolling on the ground to avoid the large pieces of glass falling upon them.

"Thanks" Lydia whispered, she got off of her and started to float making her way towards Michal, "now to pay you back for that little spell" her hands began to glow and lightning began to cover her hands. She hurled it at him but he didn't look fearful at all. Before it could reach he a giant steel hand, blocked it absorbing the electricity. It was the homunculus

"Well, this is an amusing development" Michal said.

Derek rushed the homunculus, his claws scratched against its steel skin, sparking flying. He swiftly ducked under the flying backhand, it sent his way. He turned to see Mila punch it in the face, making it fall and shake the ground. She quickly jumped onto it, leg coming down, cracks appeared from the impact.

"You good but you going to have to try harder than that to beat him" Michal said.

Derek looked at Mila and he could see that the homunculus was changing, its bottom was no longer steel but electricity. It was changing into the lightning that it had absorbed from Lydia's spell.

"Mila move" Derek yelled but he could see it was going to be too late. Lydia yelled "aer resurgent". Mila rose into the air before the electricity could reach her.

The homunculus got up, lightning crackling from its non physical form. Derek quickly got up and grabbed the wooden planks. The homunculus went towards the floating Mila and Lydia, he threw the wooden planks in front of them absorbing the electricity and falling to the ground.

The homunculus looked down and its body began to changing from lightning to wood. The crackling stopped and only the groaning sound of wood moving echoed around the floor. It was about to attack him when its arm suddenly caught on fire. Derek looked to see if she did it but she looked just as surprised as him.

"Well, it seems I'm a bit late to the party" A smooth voice rang out.

Everyone turned to see a tall, beautiful woman walk out of the shadows. She had short blonde hair, and golden shining eyes. She wore a short white dress that showed off her figure. Derek didn't know if was dark or because it just him but for some reason he thought she was shining softly.

"What are you doing here?" Michal said in shock.

"Who is she?" Lydia asked.

"Medea, The Sun witch, head of the European Order and the most powerful witch of her time" Mila whispered.

Medea smiled at her "And your old boss, before he stole you away from me, now let's teach you a lesson about not killing your assigned target and running away with him" She shined even more brightly, blinding them.

Derek was ready, he was about to attack her but then he felt, an intense pain fill his body. Something bad happened something wrong to his pack. He could feel his body changing react to the pain, wanting to scream and tear everything apart.

Somebody in his pack was dead

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I know a lot of stuff happened and it was a big cliffhanger, next chapter is going to have more action, heartbreak, sacrifice, and we find out who dead and it's not who you think.

Thanks to everyone for reading.