A/N: Sorry it took me so long to upload this chapter, I've been on holiday and the internet connection was absolutely terrible. In this story I'm not going to be sticking completely to what happens in the TV show, so some of the scenes in my story might be a little bit different. Again sorry for any grammatical errors! Please review with any of your thoughts and opinions, all are welcome! So, enjoy! - SnowandStark

Chapter 4

I woke up in the morning, early and well rested. I quickly got dressed into a pair of skinny jeans and Derek's jumper. I pulled on my converses and braided the sides of my hair so that it was out of the way. I applied a small amount of makeup to make my eyes stand out even more and then I made my way downstairs. Scott was sat at the table eating his breakfast. I sat in the chair next to him and stole one of his slices of toast to which I got a bit of an earful. "Do you want me to drop you off at school today?" Scott's face lit up,

"What in the Impala?" I laughed at him.

"Yes in the Impala, and if you're really good I might even rev the engine when I get into the school car park." He laughed at that and ran off to go finish getting ready. I shouted at him up the stairs, "Will Stiles need picking up too?" I heard a door open and Scott stuck his head out,

"No, he has his own Jeep." I went outside and sat on the hood of the Impala waiting for Scott. I heard him coming downstairs so I got up. "Ready?" He ran outside with his bag on his back carrying his lacrosse gear. He got in the passenger side while I put his things in the boot. I hopped in my side and started the car, a satisfying noise could be heard as it purred to life. It was only a short drive to the school but I think Scott was enjoying it. We pulled into the school car park and I made sure that I revved the engine loudly to get the kids attention. I pulled up at the sidewalk and hopped out at the same time as Scott did. I popped open the boot and grabbed his things. I walked round to the other side where I found Scott stood with Stiles, ogling my car. "You like it?" He nodded his head and walked over to it, placing a hand gently on the hood. I looked around and noticed that loads of people were staring at me so I decided that it was my time to leave. "Hey Scott I'm going to head out, people are staring." He laughed at me and gave me a quick hug. I walked over to Stiles and planted a kiss on his cheek which made him turn a dark shade of red. I quickly hopped into the driving seat and sped out of the parking lot. I found myself heading towards the animal clinic on the edge of town. It didn't take me long to get there and I pulled into one of the parking spaces, next to a beautiful black Camaro. I got out and started to walk towards the entrance. The door chimed as I walked in, a smile spread across my face as the familiarity came flooding back to me. I was brought back from my reverie by the sound of footsteps. "Can I help you?" I turned around and looked at the Doctor. I smiled at him and took a step forward. He seemed to realise who I was as he opened up gate and let me in. "Kayla. Wow you've grown a lot!" I laughed at him and pulled him in for a hug,

"I've missed you Doc." He smiled at me and patted my back soothingly.

"I suppose that your here for the hunters then?" My smile faded slightly and I looked down at my feet and sighed. "Yeah, after what they did they deserve all they get." Doc nodded slightly and put his arm out indicating that I should enter the surgery room. The first thing that I noticed when I entered the room was the mutilated body laid down on the operating table, the second was Derek stood in the corner. "You got my jumper then?" I only smiled at him and walked over to the body. I lifted the man's head up and turned it to the side slightly. I saw that there was a small incision on the back of the man's neck. I continued to look at the wounds on his torso and saw that they were what killed him. "Do you know what did this to him?" I directed my question to Doc but both men looked at me.

"No not really but something's telling me that you might have an idea." I frowned slightly and carried on looking at the man's injuries. "Hmmm. I've read about something like this somewhere. The creature is part human, the animal side takes over and tries to find a master. Someone to control it and tell it what to do. They paralyse their victims by slashing the back of their necks with a toxin coated claw. Once the victim has been paralysed the animal then goes on to kill the person. More often than not the murders are connected in some way because the person controlling the creature will likely be using the creature as some sort of revenge weapon." Derek walked behind me,

"You sure know a lot about it. Do you have any idea what it's called?" I looked up at Derek then across at Doc. "Kanima." Doc stepped forward a hand on his chin,

"Yes, I remember hearing about such a creature. They reflect everything that their master does, for example if the master is afraid of something then so will the kanima." Derek looked down at the body a deep look of concentration on his face. "So we need to see if it has any fears and then we can match it to a person." He looked at me, a slight sparkle in his eyes.

"Uhuh, and we need to see if there are any connections between the killings. That's more than likely where we'll find our answers." He made a satisfied noise and started to walk out.

"Where are you going?" He turned back around and looked at me,

"Come with me and you'll find out." I said a quick goodbye to Doc and headed out of the animal centre with Derek. He went over to the black Camaro and my mouth dropped open. He caught me staring and leant on the hood. "I know it's not quite as good as yours but I like it." I closed my mouth, realising that I must look absolutely ridiculous. Before I could answer my phone beeped and I reluctantly pulled it out of my pocket. It was Stiles. I sighed and answered it, "What's up Stiles?"

He was whispering which was unusual for him, "We're at the sheriff station. It's Matt. He's controlling the kanima, he can't swim. He used Jackson to round us up. We're stuck here now, oh and I almost forgot, he's got a gun!" He was talking really quickly so it was hard for me to understand what he was saying. "Stiles calm down I'll be there soon. I'm not going to let him hurt you or Scott."

"That's the thing Kay, he has Scott's mum and my dad." This made me go quiet and I uttered a string of curses. I didn't even notice Derek walk up behind me and gently take the phone out of my hands. He started talking to Stiles and after a few seconds he hung up the phone. "Come on, we have to get to the Sheriff's Station and quick." He opened his car and I hopped in the passenger seat, fidgeting worriedly. "Hey, they're going to be fine. Don't worry." Derek had but a large hand on my leg, trying to calm me down. I let out a long breath trying to calm myself down. If I wanted to protect everyone then I needed to be thinking straight. It took us minutes to get to the station, Derek made sure that he broke every speed limit on the way there. We pulled up in a parking space in front of the station and I swiftly jumped out, running to the front door. I pressed my back to the door as I tried to get a better look inside. I felt Derek come up beside me, the heat from his body invading mine. I peeked around the door again, seeing the coast was clear I ran into the reception area. I walked around the reception desk and saw a body on the floor. It was the woman that usually worked the desk, she had been cut apart by claws. Clearly Matt wasn't doing things by half. I carefully stepped over the body and closed my eyes, trying to hear where Matt and the others were. I managed to find them and started to make my way there. I looked around the door to see that Scott was clutching his bloodied side and Stiles was next to him. Melissa is in one of the cells, pleading with Matt to let her tend to Scott's wounds and the Sheriff was handcuffed to a bar, clearly unconscious. I stepped into the room, trying not to catch Matt's attention. Melissa saw me and I shook my head at her, trying to stop her from giving me away. I walked up behind Matt, Scott carried on talking to him, trying to cover up the noise of my footsteps. Before I could knock him unconscious there was a thud behind me. I turned to see Derek laying on the floor, a partially transformed Jackson stood over him. I turned back to Matt and let out a loud growl. "Haha. Did you really think that Jackson wouldn't be able to smell you dogs coming?" Stiles stepped towards me and he too was sliced with Jackson's paralytic talon, causing him to collapse right on top of Derek. Derek spoke up, "You know the bestiary isn't going to help you. You can't break the rules without the universe trying to balance it out again."

Scott said, "You broke the rules as soon as you got Jackson to kill those innocent people and when you killed Jessica yourself."

"Those people only died because of what they did to me."

"And what the hell did they do to you that meant you had the right to kill them all?"

"Coach Lahey was having a party at his house to celebrate the swimming team's victory. He'd let them drink and they were all well oiled to say the least. I was there to trade a Spiderman or Batman comic with Isaac, but I somehow became surrounded by them all. Camden, Isaac's bonehead older brother grabbed me and threw me in the pool. No matter how much I shouted that I couldn't swim, none of them listened to me! They all just stood there laughing at me. I could literally feel my life slipping away from me. They're wrong you know, you don't see anything just before you die, just darkness."

"All of a sudden I was being pulled out of the water and Isaac's Dad was standing above me. He told me not to tell anyone about what had happened. He said it was my fault, he said 'What kid doesn't know how to swim?' ".

"I didn't see him again until at Kate Argents funeral. I accidentally took a picture of him. Looking at that picture of him I knew that I had never before wanted someone dead as much as him. Then the next day he was. It was easy after that. All I had to do was take a picture of the person that I wanted to kill and they would die. "