Fighting like dogs

Derek's point of view:

I know they knew something but whatever they found it was obviously because I was thrown out on my back side just so he could tell them. However I had a gut ridden feeling that it wasn't about Scott but the thing is when you are trying to push things back you never know what you are pushing forward and something was telling me that I pushed a really bad thing to the front of my mind.

The question was now do I go to Scott's as he will be angry for not howling or do I go to mine? I thought for now it would be better if I go back to mine as recently when Scott gets angry he fights and at this point in time not only do I feel like death but I look like death.

I started to walk down the road and a car pulled up beside me, even in this town where you expect things like this to happen it does still creep me out. The window slowly rolled down and I saw a worried expression only on James' face. It wasn't only a slight worry it looked like a life or death situation expression.

"Derek get in now."

"Really I can't go home before I need to get tortured again."

"No this is about what my dad found out in your mind."

"He didn't find out about Scott?"

"No not about Scott but he thinks the one that fought Michael was someone else."

"Who?"

"Stiles."

"Stiles is only a human, they do realise that no human could do that much damage."

"I really don't think that my family were willing to think about the logic behind it especially when they want to go on a revenge killing spree."

"But seriously they think Stiles, a human a bumbling idiot did that to Michael."

Not the point Derek they are after him and we need to save him so get in the damn car."

"We need to go now."

I got in the car and sped round to mine to pick up a few things and I know that this was an inappropriate time but it would probably take a while for them to find Stiles but when we got there we found Scott, Stiles and Deaton still there from two days ago.

"Oh so your alive"

"Yes why wouldn't I be?"

"Don't give me that I have spent the last two days thinking you were dead."

"There is no time for that now Scott you need to go with your dad now and Stiles needs to come with me."

"No he is not going anywhere with you."

"Scott he needs to go with me now whether he likes it or not."

"I say no."

"Scott, listen to me the longer we stay here the more danger you are getting Stiles and yourself in."

"What the hell are you going on about?"

"It doesn't matter now."

"Why?"

"They're here."

"Who's here?"

"Who do you think?"

"The originals!"

"James what are you going to do?"

"Just act like I found you first so sorry for what I am about to do."

He walked up to me and punched me in the face right at the time when his two brothers walked in the door ready for battle.

Scott's point of view:

He had been back all of two seconds and had brought the trouble with him but why did he need Stiles with him? As they entered the loft one targeted me and one targeted Stiles. But they didn't know who was who.

"Hale we know you and the human are here."

"Oh dear they've found us, they must have followed you here Derek."

"They can't have as James brought me in."

"I'm sorry; I did what I had to do." My dad said.

"You what you are going to get us all killed."

Michael and Bradley skulked into the loft with a mischievous look on their faces, a look which signified to us all that they were ready to fight. And they weren't going to play nice.

"Who is Stiles?"

"I am!" I shouted.

Stiles looked at me with a confused look on his face, I was able to at least protect my self but he wasn't he was only human. However they didn't believe me.

"No he was human, it isn't you it is him." He said whilst pointing at Stiles.

"You won't lay a finger on him!"

"What and you're going to stop me!"

"Yes I am as he is my best friend."

He charged at me and swung at me several times but each time dodging, I wanted to wolf out like he was but I wasn't going to risk anything well not yet anyway. He continued to swing at me until he caught my side with his claws and I fell to the floor.

"Have a nice last couple of days as you won't live to see the weekend."

I knew I was okay but obviously I wasn't able to say anything to him, he turned away from me and looked at Stiles. He was helpless and me and Derek were both laying on the floor wincing in pain. I had enough strength in me to get up but I couldn't really do anything to help at this point in time. What was worse was that it was my dad who was going for Stiles. Stiles was backing himself into the corner of the room hoping that I would be able to get up and go over to help him. I was still in pain but I slowly acquired the energy to lift myself off the ground and go over to stop my dad.

James' point of view:

Michael and Bradley were preoccupied and that meant it was up to me to capture and kill Stiles and I couldn't do that, not to Scott and not to him. Out of my peripheral vision I could see Scott lifting himself off the floor but with Michael and Bradley watching me I had to get on with it.

"Stop, whatever you are going to do to him stop!" Scott screamed.

"Be quiet little wolf." I barked back.

"He never did anything to harm any of you."

"That's not what Hale's thoughts said."

"You know that no human couldn't do any damage to you."

"I am just following my orders, who said I agree with it."

"Leave him alone or I will kill you."

I knew that if Scott wanted to kill me he probably could kill me but I couldn't show my family that I was intimidated of a teenage boy no matter who he was.

"Threatening an original. You brave yet foolish boy. You can't kill me even if you tried. Now where were we? Michael would you like to do the honours?"

"Of course I would James."

Michael walked up to Stiles with the intimidating look on his face that not even I would mess with.

"You tried to kill me last time and failed and this time I am going to kill you."

He slashed at Stiles multiple times each time piercing the skin and we just stood there and watched. Scott's face was in ore that I was allowing this to happen but as he charged at me to try and stop it I could only push him away. Stiles fell to the floor in a puddle of his own blood. There was nothing anyone could do now. It was too late he was going to die.

Scott's point of view:

I could feel the anger inside of me bubbling waiting for me to pop but I refused to give them that satisfaction and secondly I didn't know what to think. I walked over to him only to hear his heartbeat fading slowly and I ran.

Derek's point of view:

He was on the floor, Scott had left because he was scared and now Stiles was dying and needed urgent help. I knew something about him which no one else knew. Well I say I knew but I had a suspicion and I needed an answer but right now he needed help.

I lifted him up and quickly ran down to my car and drove to the one place where I knew he would be safe and would be helped. I entered the building and went straight through to the back room.

"Hello, what can I help you with? Derek oh god put him on the table."

"There is only one way where you can help him though."

"I know and so do you?"

"He's not human is he?"

"Not completely, stiles isn't completely human."