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"Here, take these," Allison handed Lucy some small knives. The girl gratefully took them, gliding her fingers against the smooth metal. The moonlight reflected against it and Lucy placed them around her brand new belt Allison had provided her to wear. Allison quickly shuts the trunk door, shrugging the large bag as she fixed the weight of it.

"What are we going to do?" Lucy asked her as they walked into the forest. The leaves cracked underneath them. Each step they took made the crunch sound louder than before, the slight breeze passing through their hairs. The tan girl focused on her hearing, noticing how the area remained silent. There were no animals running around, no crickets making music or some random person passing by at night.

There was absolutely nothing.

"We're going to see if we can track them down," Allison murmured, but it was loud enough for Lucy to hear. "But first, we need to find their tracks as that will be the only way to locate them."

Allison gestured her to kneel with her. Her fingerless gloved hand hovered slightly above the grassy floor of the forest. Her brown, critical eyes analyzed it with much focus as her lips formed a straight line.

"They passed through here," Allison spoke and Lucy's eyes narrowed, taking in the footprints that she could make out with her flashlight. "The ones on the left are larger than the ones on the right."

"So the larger ones are Boyd's," Lucy hummed to herself. She slowly stood up, pointing the bright light further as she carefully walked the printed path. "Their footprints are leading this way," she pointed with her finger.

Allison also stood up, brushing her coat. She also flashed the light to where Lucy stood, examining it herself.

"They're still fresh," Allison frowned. Her face became hard as stone as she gazed at her friend.

"So they're still around," she finished her thought. As if on cue, a loud howl echoed through the dark forest, the branches of the trees dancing against the wind. Allison motioned Lucy to continue walking, the two of them slithering through the field like snakes.

Allison paused for a moment, eying the area briefly.

"Don't freak out," she warned Lucy and before the girl could ask way, her eyes were widen with shock as she witnessed Allison prick her wrist, letting some blood drip down the ground. The Argent girl quickly wiped away the blood that remained on the skin, glancing at Lucy with a small smile.

"Glad you didn't scream."

Lucy shook her head, a slight chuckle escaping her lips.

"What was the point of that?"

"To signal the werewolves," Allison explained to Scott's sister while taking out a thick line of rope. "My dad said wolves are known to track their prey by up to a hundred miles a day by scent. As a trained hunter," she rapidly tied it between two trees, "we can use scent to track them."

"And the wind sends the smell towards them," Lucy concluded with Allison giving a nod.

"Exactly. They'll follow the trail to here," she pointed to the floor. "Being greeted with a trap."

Lucy eyed the covered trap before looking up the forest. "So that means we need to hide up in those trees I see."

"I'm sure you won't have a problem getting up there," Allison smirked and Lucy gave the same reflection of her friend. "But first: wear these," she threw Lucy a pair of leather gloves her way, the brunette catching it easily.

Slipping them on, Lucy cracked her hands and neck. Allison pointed to where they will be hiding and Lucy approached the tree. Her brown eyes study the tree, her fingers gliding across it as she felt the thick texture of nature. Her eyes landed on a branch, analyzing the size of it with an approved expression.

Allison watched as Lucy took a few steps back. She took in a deep breath before running towards the tree. Lucy jumped from the floor, her hands gripping on the branch as she swung her legs back and forth. On the final swing, just as she had gotten enough energy, she pushed herself hard enough to swing on top of the branch with both legs standing perfectly straight in the air. Lucy slowly curled her legs, bringing them into closer as she did a back walkover with ease.

Lucy sighed, brushing a loose strand away from her forehead.

"You weren't kidding when you said you did good in gymnastics," Allison called from the ground. Lucy looked down with a proud smile.

"I did start at a young age."

Allison laughed, but quickly made her way up on another branch that was near Lucy. She used her own method to get up the tree, settling on top of it. The two patiently waited, taking out their infrared binoculars as they searched for either Boyd or Cora.

"Scott told me what happened to my mom," Allison blurted to Lucy as she snapped her head to see the tan girl give her a bewildered expression. "He told me that she tried to kill your brother…"

Lucy swallowed hard, the memory of that fateful night seemed fresh in her mind.

"Yeah," she sighed, scratching her hair. "She did. Did Scott tell you why he didn't want to say it to you?"

"He said that it shouldn't have been the last memory I had from my mom," she answered in a broken whispered. Lucy didn't say anything, but looked forward.

"And I'm glad he did that," Allison admitted making Lucy stare at her again. "In way, I appreciate what he did."

The howls came back, but it seemed further from where they were. Lucy noticed the multiple lights being showed through the night sky. She seemed quite confused by it, wondering what was going on. Allison, on the other hand, knew what was happening as she stood cautiously from the branch.

"Someone is leading them to a specific place," her voice was cool, but firm. Lucy also rose to her feet, her hand gripping tightly on the binoculars. "And the only person who can do that is my dad."

"Where do you think he's leading them too?"

Allison remained silent for a moment, letting her thoughts formed inside her head.

"With the situation happening right now, I think they're taking them to a place where they could contain them easily without killing them."

Lucy still was confused. "But where?"

"Looks like we have to find out."

The full moon still shined brightly throughout the night.

The wind was still cool with a breeze picking up once and a while. Isaac and Scott made sure that they placed all the glow sticks that Chris gave them on the ground, leading the wild werewolves towards the school. Scott had confidence that this plan would work as he the last thing he wanted was to use death as the option. It was something he didn't want to think about, especially using death against Boyd and Derek's younger sister, Cora.

No, Scott didn't want that which is why he called for reinforcement from Chris. Although the two weren't exactly good friends, they were far from it, that didn't stop Scott to beg for his help. He knew they needed his knowledge on werewolves, giving he had experience how to capture and contain them without actually killing.

Scott stopped running, scanning the area. Derek and Isaac got into their places around the school, putting the motion into the plan. The omega werewolf spotted Chris just standing there, his eyes focusing on something else.

"Do you see that?" The older man asked to the teen. Scott followed Chris' gaze, his brown eyes landing on a firefly.

"Yeah, it's a firefly," Scott answered as if it were obvious.

"No, no, I know it-" Chris looked down, his face unsure of the insect. Scott asked him to explain, not understanding what was wrong with it. "It's, uh, it's very unusual. The, uh, California fireflies aren't bioluminescent."

Scott's face scrunched in confusion and Chris rolled his eyes.

"They don't glow."

Scott stared at the firefly again, this time examining it closely. "Does that mean something?"

A howl erupted into the night, both heads turning to where the sound was coming from. Chris told him to get ready as the hunter ran to his car. Scott didn't waste a second, running towards the school to where Isaac might be.

Isaac stood near the parking lot, his back towards the park cars as his eyes wandered off somewhere else. The scarf he wore was warm, making his blue eyes pop out, and the coat thick. His foot tapped the pavement as he tried to stay on high alert and not become bored easily. His mind quickly went to his girlfriend and wondered if she was safe with Stiles. Lucy told Isaac she would be with him, her face holding determination. Isaac knew she wouldn't budge, knowing that once she made up her mind there was no point on arguing with her.

Growls came from behind him and Isaac knew exactly who those growls belong to.

"Oh, great," he drawled in annoyance, spinning around to see it was Boyd and Cora, their sharp teeth exposed and ready to kill. His eyes glowed as his claws came out, shifting his body into a defensive position. Before the two werewolves could jump at Isaac, a car honked in a distance. The wheels squeaked to a halt, the light illuminating on the three of them.

Boyd and Cora roared loud at Chris, running away from the light towards the darkness of the school. The two stopped as soon as Derek came into view, the alpha showing his sharp claws to them. Derek was ready for them, ready to stop them even if it went bloody, but was surprised to see them jump to the roof.

"They're not going through the school," Scott breathed out, his eyes staring the school's roof instead. "They're going over it."

"The red doors," Chris yelled to the men in front of him, running towards the school building. "Someone has to get them open."

"Someone has to drive them inside," Scott pointed out to Chris, not bothering to stop Derek as he zoomed away from them.

"I'll go," Chris offered, taking out his electric stick, but was stopped by Isaac.

"No I'm faster."

"I hear them," Lucy spoke close to Allison, his gloved hands gripping on the gun. Allison simply gripped her arch and bow, her face completely serious and ready for battle. Lucy eyed the school bus that was a few feet away from them. "Use the bus for a vantage point."

"Okay," Allison agreed. "Where are you going to be?"

"Don't worry about me, just go," Lucy ordered her friend and Allison didn't move for a moment. Allison didn't want to leave Lucy alone, but with the growls becoming louder, the huntress had no choice but to leave. Lucy crouched down, her breathing becoming heavy although she tried to calm herself down.

As soon as the werwolves' feet touched the ground, Allison immediately shot multiple arrows at the floor. Her goal was not to kill them, but to merely distract them until her father or someone else came into view. She was like a machine, her fingers not missing a beat as the process for her was smooth sailing. The wolves had enough, opting to hide inside instead. Isaac came just in time, his hands slamming the door shut while placing a lock between the handles.

His nose picked up a scent in the air.

It was lavender mixed with a hint of the forest. The scent appealed his nose and he turned around to see who it was. As Allison was proud for helping out, her eyes met Isaac's, the young teen holding admiration for her.

But there was more hidden behind his eyes.

And it made her uncomfortable.

Isaac watched as she disappeared, a smile crept on his face. The smell still lingered around and he took in a deep breath of it. It made his heart raced and Isaac froze momentarily. He had no idea what was going on, why Allison's smell triggered that kind of reaction from him. He only did it when Lucy was around, but was surprised that he did it for Allison.

She wasn't his girlfriend.

Lucy roamed the ghostly hallways.

Each step echoed around her, her chest rising up and down. The door was opened from the entrance and was surprised to see no one outside. The girl inched closer to the lockers, her gloved hands hover above them.

Her eyes scanned the hallways like a hawk, watching for any sudden movements that might appear. Her senses were on high alert and focused. She wasn't going to let anyone or anything to hurt her.

She had enough.

A hand grabbed her arm and Lucy snapped.

She immediately spun around, her gloved hand pulling out the knife from her belt as she pushed the person towards the lockers. The person lets out a painful groan as its body connected with the metal. Lucy holds the sharp knife against her attacker's neck, her eyes filled with fire and strength.

"Lucy?!"

The girl's eyes widen as she came face to face with Isaac.

"Oh my god," she whispered, pulling the knife away from his neck. "Isaac…I didn't know it was you…I'm so sorry…"

Isaac coughed, but never squirmed away as her hands touched his shoulders gently. His blue eyes met her brown ones, the leather glove touching his cheek as she cupped it.

"It's fine," he said, holding her arm. Isaac then let's a smile form on his face."But where did you learn that?"

Lucy blushes in embarrassment. She then pulls her hand away from his cheek, rubbing her arm shyly.

"I kind of trained myself this summer," she confessed to him with a meekly voice. Isaac bursted into small chuckles, wrapping the girl with his arm. Lucy finally looks up, a faint smile on her tan face when Isaac pulls her in for a quick kiss. He then brushes a strand of hair away from her face, letting the moonlight illuminate it.

"Well that's great," he said to her, his finger caressing along her jawline. "I thought you were with Stiles though."

"Allison messaged me, saying she needed my help," Lucy told him, the knife twirling between her fingers. "I agreed and we both searched the woods for Boyd and Cora before coming over here."

Isaac hummed in response. "Is there anything else I need to know?"

Lucy stared at him, his eyes holding a glint of mischief as his mouth formed a smirk. She playfully slapped his chest, but still answered.

"I want back to gymnastics."

"What made you stop?"

Lucy sighed, this question was coming back.

First it was Allison and now him.

She looked away from Isaac, eying the titled floor instead. Isaac notice how odd she was, wondering what made her quiet. He was about to speak again, but she finally lets her eyes gaze into his blue ones.

"Just reasons," was all she said to him. Lucy quietly inhales as she runs a hand through her hair. Her face was hard as stone, her fist curling. "I just don't feel like talking about it, okay?"

Isaac knew something was wrong, especially when she told him like that. He noticed how tensed her shoulders became when he asked that question and how sharp her voice was when she answered. It was as if she didn't want relive it or wanted to discuss the reason behind it. Isaac respected Lucy's wishes since he knew she will tell him later.

He just had wait.

"Okay," he kissed the temple of her forehead. "Let's patrol the halls. Scott and Derek have them locked up in the boiler room."

Lucy pursed her lips in confusion.

"Have who?"

"Boyd and Cora," Isaac answered, but his eyebrows knitted together as he used his heighten hearing abilities, the sounds of their growls and heart beating was loud for his ear. "With the full moon still high, there's no telling if Scott and Derek could keep them locked inside."

Lucy nodded as she followed her boyfriend in silence.

Derek slammed the door shut.

His chest was heavy, the werewolf using all his strength to keep the door from opening and them escaping. Even though there was a lock, Derek took no chances on leaving the door unattended. The pounding was hard, each blow becoming stronger.

More vicious.

More chaotic.

The snarls from Boyd and Cora echoed from the other side. Scott kept himself balance with the wall as the sweat trickled down his face. Scott could sense Boyd and Cora's anger, the hunger and animal instincts were wild. He wanted to give Derek a hand, but Scott's feet just couldn't seem to move at all. They were glued tightly against the cold floor. Scott could have sworn the rectangular space he and Derek stood was closing in.

The pounding stopped.

Time went slow as both didn't dare to move an inch or breathe. Derek had to make sure if they really did stopped. There was no telling with his beta and sister, not in the state they were in. His green eyes gazed against the handled, his fingers tightly wrapped around it. So tight that his hand turned into a bright white color.

"Did that actually just work?" Scott's voice was filled with slowly turned his head towards Scott, body still remained close to the steel door. Scott could make out the relief that bubbled inside Derek's eyes.

"It worked."

A smile crept on Scott's face. He didn't actually believe that this plan, a plan that was last minute with Chris, had worked for their benefit. A whine was heard from the other side, the sound soft and tired. Derek took it as a sign for him to back away as they were done. They weren't going to do anything or harm anyone.

As Derek caught his breath, Scott leaded closer towards the door. He quietly focuses on all his senses. His hearing, his smell: everything. He closed his eyes and listened to find out how Boyd and Cora were doing. A faint beating noise crawled its way into his head and Scott leaned closer.

"What do you hear?" Derek asked from the floor.

"Heartbeats," Scott answered.

"Both of them?"

Both.

Of course Scott could hear both, but that didn't settled with him too wall. One heartbeat belonged to Boyd while the other was Cora. There was supposed to be two, so Scott was confused to have picked up one more.

"Actually…three of them."

As if Scott's feet had a mind of their own, he quietly backed away to where he originally stood before. Derek moved towards the door and Scott's head snapped up in surprised.

"What are you doing?"

Derek never turned around, his back face Scott. The alpha inhale deeply as his mind went wild with just thoughts. His head was down, as if he were ashamed, but Derek wasn't. He wasn't sure what he was feeling.

"Close the door behind me and keep it shut," Derek ordered Scott as he got himself ready for what he was about to do. Scott was completely against with the idea. He didn't want Derek to do this because both of them knew how strong Boyd and Cora were at the moment. There was no chance that Derek would be able to save the person all alone.

"You go in there alone, and you're either going to kill them or they kill you," Scott warned him of the risks Derek would face. The older man merely stared at the door, his face blank from expression, but his heart beat fast.

He made his decision.

"That's why I'm going in alone."

Derek unlocks the door and stormed inside the boiler room. Scott couldn't say anything as he slammed it shut again. The boy couldn't believe what Derek had just done. That Derek had actually sacrificed himself to rescue someone they didn't even know who was inside.

It was the very thought that stung his mind.

And deep down…

Scott would have done the same thing.

There was a loud growl.

Lucy's head whipped at the same time as Isaac, their eyes interlocked with each other. The two rushed towards the sound as Isaac called out for her brother.

"Scott!"

Lucy halted, her eyes staring outside the window as she tried to catch her breath. The girl noticed the bright light appearing high into the sky and Lucy knew what time it was.

Morning.

"Isaac…" she whispered to him and the curly haired werewolf turned around. She quickly pointed her finger towards the window. "Look!"

"The sun's coming up," he spoke softly as he observed the scene from outside. Realization was plastered around his face as his eyes widen in joy. "Scott! The sun's coming up!"

He spun around, a large and tired smile on his angular face. "It's coming up, Lucy!"

"I know," she chuckled, relieved that the nightmare was finally over. Lucy stood up to her full height, grabbing her boyfriend's hand. "Let's go find Scott."

"I know where he is."

Lucy nodded as she let him take her to where her brother was. Isaac pulled the door open, revealing Scott who, at the same time, entered inside the boiler room. Isaac ran downstairs first with Lucy not too far behind. Their footsteps hitting the concrete floor with a loud thud. The two quickly entered the boiler room and Lucy searched for her brother.

She spotted him standing and made a run for him. Lucy, however, slowed her speed as her eyes landed on a bloody Derek. His shirt was filled with tears and millions of scratches. It was badly damaged and his upper body seemed to have taken all of the heat. Every inch was covered with claw marks, the blood seeping down from the wounds.

Her eyes quickly glanced over to the two bodies that laid unconsciously around Derek. She wasn't sure if he had killed them or not since the two weren't moving. The fact that Derek was covered with blood didn't help her thought from going away. Derek lifted his head with a struggled, but managed to keep it up as his eyelids felt weak.

Everywhere, for him, felt weak.

"There's a teacher…I'll take care of her," he panted softly, his body wobbled with each word coming from his mouth. "Get them out of here."

Lucy backed away, holding the door opened as the two boys carried the bodies out in their arms and away from the school.

"What do you think Stiles found?" Lucy asked her brother. The two had arrived at the hospital in a hurry. The twins rushed their way down the maze-like hallways, and Lucy depended on Scott to lead the way as he could pick up his scent easily.

"Probably something to do with the body Lydia found at the pool," Scott panted hard before making a sharp left. He pushed the door open and slowed his pace once he entered the room. Lucy felt the need to barf as the foul stench of death attacked her nose. Covering her mouth, she followed to where Stiles stood, his head down with an unreadable expression.

Stiles didn't bother on speaking, but merely showing them the body.

Lucy took a closer look and realized it was Heather.

Stiles' childhood friend.

Scott's head went down, a hand gripping the back of his neck as he saw the girl's body. Lucy remained silent as well, her hard eyes only gazing at Heather. There was a deep wound that circulated her neck. The blood was dried and dark in color, but looked bright against her very ghostly pale skin. Stiles soon covered her up with the blue sheet and Scott finally spoke.

"So Boyd and Cora might not have killed anyone?"

"You're going to wish they did," Stiles responded back to his best friend.

"Why do you say that?" Lucy asked him with a confused gaze. Stiles didn't move his attention towards them, keeping his focus straight ahead of him as his mouth formed a deep frown.

"I'm not exactly sure yet." Scott kept his eyes on Stiles as he sighed for a bit. "The other girl who was out in the woods, Emily? Eventually they're going to find her," he briefly licked his lips as he continued on. "She's one of them. Emily, Heather, that guy Lydia found at the pool: all three were virgins…"

Lucy's body tensed.

Virgins.

These victims were virgins.

"And they're all going to have the same three injuries: strangled, throat slashed, head bashed in." Stiles balanced himself as his arms rested on the steel table, his eyes gazing at nothing in particular. "It's called The Threefold Death."

"So if these aren't random killings," Scott began his question. "Then what are they?"

Stiles shivered for a second. "Sacrifices."

His eyes then connected with Lucy's as she became horrified of the idea. He knew that if affected him, and her as well.

"Human sacrifices."

Lucy's heart stopped beating as she eyed each corpse with a large lump that had formed inside her throat.

That's chapter seven! Also, I have two questions for you all. The first is this:

Should I just make Lucy take an interest with the twin alphas (and just as how Lydia puts it "the straight one, obviously") or should Lucy take an interest with Deucalion (this one seems quite fun to do). I just want to see what you all think of it.

Here's the official question of today:

If you could invent your own flavor of ice cream, what would it be?

That's the question :D! Have fun with it, and remember: anything is appreciated. Until next time…

-WhatTheCensoredXD