Chapter 5 -what's happening
'Sigh' was the first thing Derek Hale did when he stepped out of his car. To his fear a very excited Darya got out from the passanger side all smiles because she managed to somehow drag him to the mall. She tiptoed to him, took his hand and gave him a slight pull towards the main door of the mall because he looked like he was rooted right beside his car.
" I'm coming, I'm coming" he said annoyed. Locking his car he hid his hands inside his jean pockets. A gesture that told all about his mood to Darya who expertly read him but chose to ignore that knowledge just cause she was determined to get him to do something outside his comfort zone. So she put her hand through his tight arm and dragged him to the entrance.
Half an hour ago, he was on skype with Cora having a ' father-daughter ' like argument which he almost won, hadn't Darya invaded his loft so early in the morning just because she was bored.
"I dont care if you are eighteen, eight or eighty Cora, you are not wearing that little piece of cloth which you refer to as a dress." he said as Cora rolled her eyes which made him elaborate his point.
"There isn't enough fabric in it to..." he trailed off trying to find the right words to complete the sentence he began.
"To what? To cover my junk?" Cora asked without any hesitation and laughed as she saw her brothers' tortured face upone hearing her words.
" I was going to say 'there isn't enough fabric to call it a dress' but yes, that too. And your language" he started to say but Cora cut in.
" come on, please, why do you always have to sound like mom?" she asked. "I was just playing, okay, I wont wear this just out of sheer respect for my brother. Just know that I could have worn this without you knowing but I still asked for your opinion. Who is behind you ?"
Derek looked back fast wondering how on earth Cora managed to buy a dress that could distract him enough to miss someone standing behind him. And there stood Darya stealing a glance at Cora over his shoulder.
"You are getting lousy for a warewolf Derek, you've left the door open" she said waving at Cora. "So you are Cora"?
Derek stood up from his chair giving the girl the seat. "Cora this is Darya, and Dar this is Cora"he introduced the girls. And took a step back sipping up his coffee while the two girls who met for the first time spoke. But he froze mid way when he heard Darya praise Cora's dress.
"Thats not even a dress, thats a little piece of cloth and she isn't wearing that, so stop putting ideas in her head" he said threatningly.
"What do you know about fashion trends Derek?" Darya questioned while contemplating an idea in her head. Cora gave out a little laugh. She was happy now that the addition of Darya was becoming a benefit to her. Derek gave her a don't-you-dare look. Although it had worked numorous times back in NY, Darya seem to have grown out of it.
"Don't you have anything else to do ? " he asked really meaning the question. "Shouldn't you be busy at the hospital or at deatons clinic?"
"To day isn't my shift day coz I took double shifts yeaterday, but Deaton took a raincheck. Melissa is on shift and Scott isn't home. I was bored" She gave an answer covering all the areas of her not-yet-so social life.
"You know what? If you are so adament about it why won't you buy her what you think is a good dress? Besides I also have some stuff to buy at the mall. So lets go". she said while Dereks' dont-you-dare look turned in to an are-you-serious look. Cora narrowed her eyes in realisation. "You've never bought me anything" she snapped.
"I saved your life, isn't that enough?" Derek argued back.
"Come on, lets go grab her a dress that you want and courier her so she will receive it before her date-date" Darya proposed. Derek folded his arms infront of him in protest but realised he was already loosing the battle when he saw Darya shot up from her chair and was already standing at the door.
"Thanks in advance brother" Cora chuckled and Derek gave up his protest and grabbed his jacket. "I have to say it's cute how you can't say no to her" she said in a hushed tone and Derek closed his laptop harshly with a loud thud in response.
Next thing he knew, he was standing at the parking lot and Darya was pulling him towards the entrance. He was so doomed.
Malia and Kira had just finished their shopping when they saw the impossible.
Derek Hale was at a store standing between a raw of girls dresses looking as lost as a warewolf could ever be. They exchanged a look and stepped towards him just as he turned towards them with blushed cheeks. Good thing he had a full beard on.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Malia asked not even attempting to hide the fact that finding Derek in a girls dress shop was rediculouse to anyone who know the nature of the wolf.
"Thank god, maybe you can help her so I can get the hell out of here as quickly as possible" he said showing Darya who was almost swallowed up between dresses. " She wouldn't even let me sit"
"Hi " Darya shrieked. "Im looking for the apparently non existant dress that is acording to the likings of Derek Hale for his sister Cora" she said looking exhausted. " Cora is going on her first date and the overprotective brother wants her to wear a dress that doesn't put any ideas in her dates' head. But there is not a single dress that fits all your guidelines in this whole mall. So blame it on me for spending so much time here. " Darya quipped to a tired Derek who shook his head in disappointment.
She turned to the girls with the dresses she had chosen so far. "Anyways I have these beauties with me. What do you think goes better for Cora?" she asked displaying them to the girls thankfull that she has someone with a fashion sense to ask for an opinion.
Malia and Kira turned their attention from Derek to the three dresses Darya was holding. And they began to analyse and critisise, appraise and compare the dresses. Derek slowly slid to a side and sat on a comfy chair. The conference of the girls went on for about five minuits and Derek took the chance to relax. All the running for a dress was tiring him up harder than a fight. He wondered how on earth girls shop for hours in their impossibly high heels. The girls came to him with the selected dress and Derek could finally leave a breath of relief.
"Are we done?" he asked impatiently. All he wanted was to just leave the place. "I have to talk to with Chriss after lunch". He offered an explanation when he saw Daryas' offended looks.
"I was wondering if we all could go out for lunch, its not everyday I get a free day and get to know people"
"Oh I'm in" Malia jumped in without second thoughts but Kira hesitated. "She's in too" Malia spoke up for her.
"Ok so keep these with you for a moment " Darya pushed the bags at Derek which he had no option but to grab. "I've got to go freshen up before we hit the cafe"
Going along with Darya, Malia pulled Kiras bag and to gether she put down more bags below Dereks feet. " watch them for a second will you. "
"I hope you wont mind" kira asked politely.
"Of course not" Derek replied with the same innocence clearly not meaning it.
He so had to get use to going shopping with girls which he very successfully evaded during his time in NYC. His sister wanted him to tag along with her numerous times but to no avail. The only time he shopped for anything was during christmas and rest of the year his sister filled in all his needs while he got lost in baseball, cars and college.
While Derek spent his time sitting slumped on a mall cushion surrounded by girls shopping bags brooding how the hell he ended up there and praying to god that not scott or stiles will see him like this, the girls took all the time they could slowly walking to the fresh rooms.
"How the hell did you get him to come here?" Kira asked while opening the door to her friends.
"Its about time he come out of his shell don't you think? " Darya answered with a question. But she stopped dead in her track when she saw the two men standing in the middle of the fresh room.
"This is ladies room" she said but realised the matter was totally off her hands when she saw Malia wolf up. She must have sensed the presense of the two rabid wolves in the room and the threat that evaporated from them. She jumped on to them with no plan and no second thoughts but the rabid was faster than her. A metal rod waved in the air by the rabids hit Malia in the head and she fell to the ground in the mid way of her jump. Kira realised that Darya was the most vulnerable person in the room. So she pushed her aside before she made her own move on to a rabid and dug her electrocuted hands in to him knocking him down. The metal rod came flying at her but before it even reached her two strong hands grabbed at it and pulled it out of the rabid wolfs grip. The wolf gave in out of the surprise seeing the two hands belonged to the frail female human being in the room but he pulled it back with warewolf strength and Darya was no match for that. The impact of the pull threw her across the room and on to the floor. Behind him Malia got up and slit the back of his neck and a trail of blood splashed across the room. But he wasnt moved by it. It grabbed at its neck and jumped back at Malia gnarling its teeth in pure hatred and vengeance. They both fell to the ground and fought each one trying to get the upperhand. Kira got back up leaving the rabid under her electricuted hands to help malia but was pulled down to the ground again by the quickly recovered wolf. Darya took the chance to fish in her hand bag and pulled out her trusted weapon; pepper spray. She crossed the few feet distance to Kira and sprayed it right on to the face of the wolf fighting her. Unable to bear the burn in the eyes it wriggled on the floor. Other wolf made a surprise jump at her and she hit her head on the wall with a loud thud that put her in shock and she felt herself drifting back and forth with conciousness.
Unable to open its eyes the rabid warewolf stumbled to the water tap. They must have realised that they had lost the fight nomatter how strong they were because by then it was one rabid warewolf against a warecoyote and a warefox. The unharmed wolf picked up the other and jumped out of the windows and vanished.
Kira and Malia flocked around Darya who was just coming to her senses and she sat on the floor.
"Oh god are you okay" Kira hissed kneeling down next to her. "You are bleeding".
Derek waited as long as he could wait and stood up. He wanted to just leave the bags and run everytime a man gave him a sympathetic look while passing him by. When he finally ran out of his patience he let his wolf come out the tiniest bit and honed his listning to Daryas' voice. He just wanted to listen to her voice so that he would know what the hell was taking so much time. But instead he heard her heartbeat that ran faster thank the normal beat he was used to listning. So he listened more intently and heard Kira and Malias heartbeats in the same frequency running like a horse. Then he heard the shaky voice of Kira Yukimura.
"Oh my god, are you okay? Dar you are bleeding"
That was all it took for Derek to sprint towards the fresh room. He didn't know exactly where it was so he followed his sesnses. When he finally arrived at it he kicked open the door that wasn't even locked and jumped in to see Kira and Malia flocked around Darya who was sitting on the floor.
"What took you so long" Malia asked relieved. Atleast now she doesn't have to be bothered about a return attack from the rabids.
Derek ignored her question and kneeled infront of Darya and inspected her for her injuries.
"I'm fine except for this head bump, just a bit of blood and its already stopped. Don't worry" Darya said when he saw the worried eyes of Derek wondering from her top to toe looking for any other injuries. She put more pressure on her fore head where she was bleeding.
"What the hell happened?" he asked observing the splash of blood on the wall tiles.
"Two rabids attacked us. I'm pretty sure its the same two who attacked Lydia and Scott." Malia said leaning on the wall too tired to stand up after the fight.
"they are damn strong, my head is still spinning"
"You okay" derek asked turning to her concerned. He knew that Malia was a powerhouse. If she is saying the rabids were diffiult to win then they should be. Infact he realised that the two had fought them that night fairly well and fought a true alpha to the point he was flaundering when Derek was reaching for rescue.
Derek grabbed Daryas hand and took her pain in to him. She felt a relief and a guilt at the sametime.
"Derek leave it, I'm fine" she said trying to free her hand from him. Malia who sensed footsteps approaching the fresh room came to her rescue.
"Someone is coming, we need to go" she said in a hurry.
Derek let go of her hand and helped her up. She quickly took a heavy strand of hair and covered her forehead while Kira wiped off the few blood stains on the floor with a tissue. They hurriedly got out of the rest room only to be met with the disdained looks from a bunch of girls who noticed the male coming out of the ladies fresh room. Derek lowered his head , put on his hoodie and pretended not to notice them.
Surprisingly the bags were still there on the lobby when they returned although Derek expected them to be all gone. He made a bee line to the car and headed to the loft while Kira phoned Scott to come to Dereks loft. They needed that discussion they have been putting off for various reasons. It was either Darya on call or at Deatons or a larcross game or something came to postpone the meeting. But now that they know what happened to Scott and Lydia isn't an isolated or random incident, the meeting and a strategy to face the situation was in dier need.
At the loft Darya helped herself to an icepack and sat on the comfy italian sofa crosslegged. Malia and Kira sat next to her and waited for Scott who came bursting through the slidiing door with Lydia at his tow. He made a bee line to Darya and the girls, gave a soft peck to Kira and settled on the floor.
"What the hell happened? " He asked. "And why do you have an icepack"
"We were attacked by two rabids" Answered Kira seeing how puzzled her boyfriend looked and realisation downed upon Lydia and Scott.
"The same who tried to take me!" she gasped just as Derek joined them and sat on the coffee table. He handed Darya a glass of water and two painkiller tablets. She gulped them down thankfully.
"Since when do you have painkillers with you" Lydia asked qurious. Warewolvs don't need them because they heal fast right?
"Since my brief encounter with turning human thanks to Kate. Had bad headaches and Braedon introduced me to the tablets" Derek said with a smile. A bit of memory brushing him by at the mention of Braedon. "Anyways, we need to start this much delayed discussion about the rabids. Scott can you start by telling everything happened that night? I have a feeling we took this too light"
"I think we did , but now we must be careful" Scott agreed driving his mind to the night Lydia got almost abducted.
"I was studying for that test when I first got the scent of them and I now think they were making sure I was home, they just underestimated the scensing ability of a true alpha. I followed them to Lydias home and then along with Lydias' scent I followed them to the forest reserve. I had to run fast because they were on a van but somehow I caught upto them in that abundoned road. That's where the fight started and I know they didn't want the true alpha involved because they knew I could fight them. But they were ready for me. When they switched on that frequency eminator I just couldn't stand it. It was far more powerful than the one at the school. They knew which buttons to press inorder to get a true alpha down. "
"But you still fought hard they started cursing eachother for going near your home and underestimating you. Then they exchanged an argument on whether to call for help from the finisseur '."Lydia filled in. "Who ever that might be".
The new information made Derek make a sharp turn at Lydia.
"That's when I heard your hawl and I knew Scott wasn't in a state to hawl or wasn't planning to hawl back because it would be dragging someone else in to the danger. But I could see you were getting weak and we needed help badly. So I scremed back. That's when you showed up. "
"Are you sure?" Derek asked.
"Of course I'm sure" Lydia said displeased and puzzled. "My mind doesn't get jammed by frequencies " she snapped back. "Unless some supernatural is dead ofcourse"
"No,I mean are you sure they said they will have to call the 'finisseur' "Derek asked and his face did not look pleased.
"Yes, I'm positive" Lydia confirmed and Darya hung her head.
"What? Who is the finisseur?" Malia asked the question which was running in everyones minds because Derek and Darya seemed to be the only ones in light of the subject.
"I thought they don't exist anymore" Darya said to a lost-in-deep-thought looking Derek."that's what the books say"
"Clearly the book is wrong" Derek answered getting up from the coffee table. He wondered to the large window and looked at the. Forest reserve in the distance. A clear sign that told others he was in distress.
Scott got up. "Would one of you please tell us what's happenning? He demanded.
"Don't you know the meaning of 'la finisseur' Darya asked still not lifting her head up.
"Man dubbed the terminator" provided Lydia. "And that does not sound comforting" she added.
They all turned to Derek when he started talking. " a ware-warewolf terminator" he said earning groans from everyone .
"Can't we get a break" Kira slumped in the chair.
"That is a very refreshing theory even for Beacon Hills, a ware-warewolf terminator " Lydia said repeating the phrase like a hymn.
" More details Derek, more" Scott said agitated.
"Long ago, very long ago, there was a hunter family who was expelled from the hunters creed by the council because they broke the code in every possible way. It was said that the leader of that family who was a healer in occupation was somekind of a psyco. He murdered innocent warewolf families and tortured even kids to their death. So once he was an outcast the rest of the warewolves hunted him and his family and murdered them in the same ways. But he managed to escape. Eversince the man made it his goal to avenge his loss both from hunters and the warewolves. It is said that he experimented on a serum that was able to change human DNA at a cellular level to create a warewolf without the bite from a warewolf. " Derek paused to take a breath. The ' kids ' as Darya would call them were staring at him like children listening to a fairytale from a grandparent.
"When he succeeded he injected the serum to himself. And just like what happened to Jackson the creature he became was the man he truly was. A creature with heightened senses and warewolf abilities that hunted both hunters , innocent humans and warewolves. "
"And when it came to hunting warewolves he was gifted. He had these horns protruding out from his knuckles that eminated a poison that was able to reverse the lycan effect on a warewolf, turning them to mere human. That way, when he inflicted an injury to a warewolf and poison him, the warewolf dies of injuries because he is turned human before he is healed." Darya completed the rest of the story.
"No shit!" Scott exclaimed
"It is" Derek agreed. "Chriss warned me that another hunter family might try to expand to BH because the Argents are now gone. But I did not expect this"
"He is known to brainwash hunters and turned them against each other within the same family and used them inorder to hunt more and more wolves so he could blame the hunters. I think the two rabids are pawns turned against his own kind."
"But how long was this? "Kira questioned. "He can't have lived that long. "
"You are right " Darya agreed. "What the book I read say is that he breeded more-as in fathered children to both human and warewolf women in hopes of breeding the same creature he was, but none of them turned out like him because none of them was carrying his grudged mentality. Sure they were supernatural but none with the poison. So when he died at the hands of a powerful Hale alfa his kind died with him"
"A Hale?" Malia repeated.
"Yes, if I'm right its your great great great grandfather- biologically speaking" Derek provided.
"Wow" she exclaimed.
"So one of his kids might have carried the gene and passed it along to a great grand child I suppose" Lydia realised aloud. " and took his ancestors nickname too, maybe the psyco gene also passed in which case we should be in trouble"
"Is he after you avanging his ancesters death? " Darya asked puzzled. "But so far he hasn't touched you but others. What is his game?"
"I don't think he is after Derek" Kira pointed out somewhat hesitant. "I'm not sure about this but at the mall I felt their eyes were on you." she said to Darya and everyone's gaze turned to her. "They fought us just because they wanted us out of their way to get to you"
Darya narrowed her eyes trying to see through what kira was saying. She was the new comer. She had no supernatural powers. Not even the full knowledge of Deaton.
"Why would you say that" Derek asked alarmed.
"I felt it and I saw it too. From the very beginning their eyes were set on you. Like they did not expect us to accompany you. Why on earth would they carry if they were expecting to fight warewolves?"
"That's why you pushed me aside?"Darya asked and Kira nodded.
"It's looks like they are after the more human members of our packs. First Lydia and now Dar. Only they know what their end game is".
Kira laid down her theory and every one was lost in their thought for a second before Derek broke the silence stating the obvious .
"Speaking of humans, where is Stiles?"