Strike of our life

Stiles' point of view:

We couldn't just barge in there all guns blazing without a set plan. I had said if we wanted to beat them we had to think like Scott and although some of his plans were a bit haphazard he knew what he was doing every step of the way and this wasn't it.

"if you want to strike tonight I hope you know what every step is."

"Yes we get in you use magic, you kill them."

"It isn't that easy Derek, I don't know if I am strong enough to use that kind of magic."

"You are magic although a power; it is a power of belief."

"So you are relying on my mind to win."

"Well first we need to get in the house."

"And how do we do that."

"By trying to break in."

"Idiot."

"No if we try to break in they will see us capture and ask us what we want, then we strike."

"Or they will kill us, we promised James we would protect him I can't protect you Scott James and myself at the same time so if you want to rampage in there you have to be ready to fight."

"I don't plan on fighting."

"Excuse me."

"Someone needs to keep Scott out of the way and seeing as you're the one with all the powers you need to be the one there."

"Thanks a lot."

"You can do this Stiles, once we are in there they won't know what hit them. They think you are the useless human best friend who can't protect himself. But you can."

"I don't want to die though Derek. If James is on our side he will help you."

"I think he is after something, and he isn't telling us what he wants."

"But I think after this he won't get it."

"See I do, we a playing in his favour."

"Stiles but unfortunately right now we need Scott back so his father is the last of our worries."

There was something going on as James wouldn't want to help us without something in repay but I just couldn't work out what it was. It wasn't that there wasn't anything but I just couldn't put my finger on it.

Me and Derek headed to the forest and to the house where we knew all of the originals were, I was scared but Derek looked quietly confident but without fear comes failure and we all knew that better than anyone. As we got closer to the house, I could see what I like to call werewolf security roaming the outside. We just kept walking not worrying until we both felt a cold breath down the back of our necks.

"Looked what the cat's dragged in."

"I think we should take them to dad."

They pinned our arms back and pushed us forward until we were pushed through the front door. We had invaded and entered the house and it was now just a matter of time before we could strike but for now we needed to know where Scott and James were and that Scott was safe.

Nothing happened, no violence we just sat there, we weren't going to start anything ourselves. Well not quite yet but this was odd usually we would be dead by now but the fun was just about to begin as out came the alpha of the Original's.

Derek's point of view:

"Well, trespassing again Hale."

"Yes."

"Did I say you could answer, no I didn't think so. So why are you hear then?"

"We want Scott back."

"He is my family and my pack so he is going nowhere."

"Okay then but you know he isn't really a part of your pack, he will always belong to us."

"As long as his humanity is off then he is mine."

"So you did your background information on Scott then."

"Of course but please continue Derek."

Stiles looked at me in a way that screamed what are you doing, but we needed to buy as much time as possible as if we just attacked them I believe they would be anticipating each and every move so unfortunately the only way was to drop Scott in it.

"He plays people."

"Plays them?"

"Everyone who he has defeated or got rid of without killing them he has outsmarted them shall we say, played them at their own game."

"No offence but I doubt a teenage boy will outsmart a pack of original werewolves. And how has he played them."

"Deucalion tried to get him to kill someone and he knew that he wasn't blind when he was a wolf he used the exploding arrow tops to disorientate him, Gerard he poisoned his tablets with wolfs bane so when I bit him his body instantly rejected the bite."

"Yes but you see we got him to kill someone."

"Not exactly, Scott knew it was coming so we found someone who could protect him so when he died he just came back to life."

"Deaton I knew that man couldn't be trusted."

"Any way so before you all die I would just give Scott to us and let us leave."

"You want to take a werewolf with his humanity off with you ."

"About that."

"There is no way he knew how to turn it back on seeing that you didn't tell him about it in the first place."

"I told you he is a clever boy."

"If that is all then why are you actually here?"

"We told you we wanted Scott back so we are here to get him back."

"Derek you can't fight us a beta werewolf and Stiles one of the only humans in this town and even some humans have skills but Stiles is useless."

"I'm not arguing with you on that but one day Stiles may surprise us all."

"Doubt it so Derek I will give you a deal if you leave now with no arguing then we will leave Beacon hills with Scott and never bother you again."

"Fine just let us go then."

As they moved out of the way to let us go I looked at Stiles giving him the signal to begin but he just froze. I thought he was ready for this but more than likely he was worried about hurting Scott. We both believed that Scott couldn't be hurt but he wasn't willing to take any chances.

"Stiles come on lets go."

"Right we are going."

"What happened?"

"I was just helping James."

"So what do we do now?"

"Turn around and start fighting."

"Am I protected?"

"Yes."

I turned around and charged at who I believe to be Bradley and hit him knocking him out, James just stood there not affected but the other people clenched their stomachs a seemed to be in pain. I kept hitting Bradley until he was unconscious. I know they wouldn't all be unconscious but it would slow them down. As I looked around James had disappeared but I believe that he had gone up to keep Scott out of the way.

"Stiles a little back up if you don't mind."

"Derek I am trying but I don't have enough power."

There was nothing we could do Michael had Stiles pinned up against a wall snarling at him.

"Powers, I knew that there was something going on but no one believed me but what powers. Magic?"

"Urm."

"So magic then but it isn't working is it."

"I don't know why."

"I do but if I tell you it will ruin the fun when we kill you and Derek."

"If you kill us then Scott will kill you no matter what his morals are. We keep him grounded."

"Excuses, excuses stiles just give up we have one."

I knew what he needed to do, i know he was told to never do this but we needed all of his power and the only way t do that was to get rid of the ring but he wouldn't take it off so I had to. I walked up to them and grabbed Michael throwing him off Stiles but as he got off his claws caught on the chain ripping it off his neck. Everything after that was a blur.

As the ring hit the floor a golden spark came out of Stiles and as we all backed away something happened. We all stopped in our tracks and watched as the magic appeared right in front of our eyes but nothing really happened and Stiles just collapsed. His pulse was weak and his breathing restless.

"Stiles what's wrong."

"I don't know, the ring I need the ring."

"But we need it to kill them."

"The power is too much and if I die from it then we can't destroy them. Get the ring."

As I turned around I could see that the power although too much was helping kill the originals, they were being circled by fire which was consuming them one by one each one worse than the other. The screams of them were getting louder with each one getting louder. The fire started at their feet and travelled up their body turning them to ash. The alpha was left to last and as he was consumed it wasn't just by the fire but it seemed to be a dragon he screamed in pain before diminishing into a pile of dust like the rest of the pack.. James and Scott should be alright, I made my way upstairs to find not a pile of ash but no one there. Scott and James were gone and I doubt that Scott would go willingly.

I made my way back down to Stiles to see him barely conscious, his pulse was weak and breathing erratic, I knew that he had used too much power and he was now paying for it, I needed to find the ring to keep his power under control. But things were going from bad to worse the ring had gone. And I had no idea what to do.

"Stiles, it's gone."

"He took it."

"Who took it?"

"He took it."

"Who do you mean by he?"

"I don't know just he took it."

His breathing was getting worse, and he was looking worse by the second.

"Take me to Deaton."

Author's note:

This is the penultimate chapter of the story but never fear if you all would like on I have a sequel planned but I need your answer as if not then the outcome of the next story will be very different.