Becca walked into coaches class Monday morning and took a seat next to Stiles who was looking at photos of a werewolf who was murdered last night.
"You sure this is the best place to be looking at those?'' she asked him. Before he could answer Coach walked over to his desk, with a lacrosse stick in hand.
"You know, Stilinski, if I could grade you on how profoundly you disturb me, you'd be an A plus student," Coach told him. Becca tried to muffle her laugh.
Stiles looked at her and smiled, then he turned back to his teacher. "Thanks, Coach."
"Put those pictures away." Coach ordered, tapping the end of the lacrosse stick on Stiles's desk. Stiles grabbed the end of it and looked back and forth between the stick and the photos on his desk. The markings around the wounds were the same shape as the end of the lacrosse stick. "Stilinski! The hell is wrong with you? Don't answer that." Coach said, pulling the stick out of Stiles's hand. Becca and Scott, who was sitting on the other side of Stiles both looked at him, waiting for an explanation.
"It's a lacrosse player," Stiles said quietly.
...
During their next free period, the three of them and Kira search all of the school's sticks to see if they have been weaponized.
"The killer's on the team. This... This is pointless. Most of the team plays with their own gear." Scott said.
"Maybe instead of trying to find a lacrosse stick with a hidden dagger in it, we should be trying to get the game canceled?" Kira suggested
"The game's the best way to catch him red-handed" Scott said.
"But what if he's red-handed 'cause his hands are covered in the blood of the person that he just stabbed to death? Which, by the way, could be any of you guys." Stiles protested worriedly.
"Or Liam." Becca added. "Well, we don't have the whole list and he could be on it."
"We don't know anything about that list." Stiles stated.
"How it's made, how it's updated. I mean, who's been out taking a supernatural census anyway? How do they even know about me?" Kira questioned.
"They know about everyone." Scott said.
"I think Kira's right. I think we should stop the game." Stiles said, agreeing with Kira.
"I'm not afraid." Scott said.
"Neither am I." Kira said.
"Neither am I." Becca added.
"Well, I'm terrified. And I'm not even on the list. Guys, these are professional killers. It's their profession. One of them's got a thermo-cut wire that cuts heads off. Who knows what else they have?" Stiles asked.
"Maybe they have unicorns that shoot lasers out of their eyes." Becca suggested sarcastically, mocking Stiles's fear. "All I'm saying is it doesn't matter what they come after us with or when they do, better to face it now when we have an opportunity." The group silently agreed with her and then they split up and went to class. Stiles and Becca walked together.
"So you're not scared at all?" Stiles asked.
"Of course I am, but I've already nearly died multiple times in the past week, so I think it's better not to avoid it."
"Speaking of death, how's your stomach?"
"It's fine. Why are you so worried?"
"I'm just stressed out. And I'd prefer if you didn't die." Stiles said, a little embarrassed.
Becca smiled, "It's okay, I'm going to find this Satomi woman and I will get the cure, I need it by Thursday and today's Monday so right now I'm worried about being stabbed on the lacrosse field."
"But you're not on the list, like Liam. Maybe you guys aren't on it at all because you guys are so new."
"Or we just haven't decoded the part of the list with us on it." Becca said as they sat down in their next class.
After school that day the Davenford Prep boys showed up from Liam's old school for the scrimmage. Liam marched up to them with Mason, Scott, Stiles, Becca, and Malia behind him. He wished them good luck, but a tall boy that Liam clearly knew laughed in his face and claimed they were going to destroy Liam on the field. Liam balled his hand into a fist to try to contain his anger.
"You gotta admit, he's pretty attractive," Malia whispered to Becca, referring to Brett, the tall boy.
"Uh… yeah, I guess so," Becca responded. Hearing this, Stiles looked down at his shoes, just as Becca glanced at him. Not as cute as Stiles, she thought to herself.
Then, Scott and Stiles noticed blood dripping from Liam's fist and they quickly stepped in.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, let's go." Scott said, grabbing Liam's shoulders and leading him to the locker room.
"Hey, what's going on prep students? Welcome to our little public high school. How you doing?" Stiles said enthusiastically, holding out a hand towards Brett, but Brett ignored it. "That's a firm handshake you got there. Uh, we're very excited for the scrimmage tonight. Uh, but let's keep it clean, alright? No rough stuff out there. Alright, see you on the field." he said and then turned to Scott and Liam. "Go."
They took Liam to the showers and waited until he calmed down. He told them about how he destroyed his old coach's car after he benched him the whole season and how he was diagnosed with I.E.D, but he doesn't take his medication because it makes him tired.
…
Becca called Stiles over to her before she stepped on to the bleachers.
"Hey what's up," he said walking over, helmet in hand.
"Nothing really, I just wanted to say good luck, it's dangerous out there," she said to him.
He smiled at her concern. "Thanks." He turned to walk away but she grabbed his arm.
"Wait! This is uh, kinda stupid and you don't have to take it if you don't want it, but…" she pulled a rope bracelet out of her pocket. In the book it said that epsilon wolves will use something to signify they see someone non-supernatural as a member of the pack that they want to protect. I figured this was better than giving you one of my wolf nails like the book said to," she said.
"Huh, yeah, you can keep your nails. Thank you," Stiles said. They both stood there awkwardly for a moment, blushing, before the ref blew his whistle to signify the start of the game. Stiles put on the bracelet and put his glove on over it and headed over to the field. Becca went and sat on the bleachers. They were both listening to what was happening on the field.
"Why do I feel like this is going to end badly?" Kira asked.
"Because it usually does." Stiles answered her.
"Kira, you keep an eye on Garrett. I'll watch out for Liam." Scott planned out.
"Yeah, I'm just gonna try to play lacrosse. Alright," Stiles said.
Scott went up to start the game with Brett they leaned their sticks against each other's. "Brett, I know you guys feel like you owe Liam some payback for what he did but could you just hold off for one night? Trust me. One night."
"Yeah, I can do that." Brett said.
"Really?" Scott asked.
Brett laughed. "No."
And then they were off. Liam was getting absolutely beat up by the other team. Then, there was a big collision with Brett, Liam, and Garrett. Scott helped Liam up to see if he was okay. He had a broken arm and Scott pushed it back into place. Liam was okay after that, but Brett wasn't. The blade on the end of Garrett's stick was laced with wolfsbane and he had hit Brett and not Liam. Brett laid on the ground in pain and was taken to the locker room.
The game continued and Becca heard Stiles psych out another player, asking him what steroids he was on. He won the ball and passed to Kira, telling her to run. She ran down the field dodging the other team's players and scored. Everyone cheered, but coach benched her for not passing. It was a scrimmage and was about teamwork.
After the game, Stiles gets the rest of the list from Lydia who was at the station with the Sheriff, Malia, Meredith and Parrish. Meredith gave her four numbers claiming it was a phone number, but Lydia said there wasn't enough digits. Malia suggests it's like algebra and the numbers are letters, so Lydia writes down the corresponding letters for each number. Amongst them is a name; Aiden.
On the new part of the list is Brett Talbot. Scott realizes Brett was cut and goes to the locker room to find him. He finds the paramedic and Brett on the floor. Brett's eyes open just as Violet comes up behind Scott and wraps her heated wire cut necklace around his neck.
"He said we shouldn't try. But now I've got you. I got an Alpha." she said as she pulled harder on the necklace. But Scott easily pulled the necklace off of him, his eyes glowing red and he pushed her against the wall knocking her out. The police, that including both Scott's and Stiles's Dads, come and arrest Violet, but Garrett escaped.