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"Take it easy, you've already injured his neck. Anymore wounds of the degree and your host will die and you're not letting him heal.", explained Deaton as he held his hands up in surrender, having those pitch black eyes following every movement he made. "This pretty little host isn't going to die. Yet. With my power combining with his, we'll be unstoppable. His wolf is quite the specimen.", explained Derek with a low voice, not sounding like himself any more than he was before. "What exactly do you want Derek for?", asked Scott as he walked closer to the examination table, his eyes blazing red. Stiles quickly reached out and grabbed the Alpha's arm when whatever was inside of the Beta dug the claws a bit further into his neck. "I plan on tearing this one down fiber by fiber; he's not as strong on the inside as you all think he is. Although he is putting up quite a fight to get back in control, practically tearing himself open from the inside of his mind. This one will be fun to tear down, much more to work with than the others. Anger, guilt, regret, hate. There's so much in this host.", explained Derek as he kept his eyes locked on the glowing red eyes. "And the pain that you're causing him?", asked Stiles as he cautiously walked up to the Alpha's side, as if wanting to get closer to Derek. "It'll only help tear him down faster. Do you know what too much pain does to an animal?", asked the Beta as the coy smirk grew a bit wider. "It drives them mad, they usually have to be put down.", explained Deaton as he reached behind himself onto the side table, his hand searching for the syringe.
"All in due time.", replied the blue eyed Beta as he threw his head back and let out an agonizing roar, loud enough that everybody in the room had to cover their ears to keep their eardrums from bursting. The vet's hand closed down around the syringe as he lunged towards Derek, the only thing that stopped him was when the Beta's hand closed down around his wrist, keeping him from putting the needle anywhere near his body. "What happened?", panted out Derek as he swayed in his position on the examination table, his eyes almost rolling back into his skull from the effects of the pain and transition. "Oh my god, thank god!", called out Stiles as he and Scott both lunged at the older wolf and wrapped their arms around him, hugging every part of him that they could get their hands on. "Need. To. Breathe.", managed out Derek as he tried to get the two of them off of him, only successfully getting them to loosen their grips. "You scared the hell out of us Derek! Deaton almost had to sedate you before that 'thing' left you.", explained Scott as he released his Beta, his eyes now returning back to a dark brown. "Dude, your eyes were black! No green and no white, nothing but black!", exclaimed Stiles as his arms flailed in disbelief, his own eyes wide. "Derek, the woman from Limbo has transferred an entity into your body.", explained the vet as he set the syringe back down on the side table. "An entity?", asked Derek as his eyebrows furrowed in confusion, his pupils dilating a little as he gripped the examination table tighter, the metal groaning under the strain.
Scott's hand shot out to steady the Beta in an effort to keep him from falling off of the table, his hand gripping one of his arms as Stiles' hand came down on his other shoulder. "Easy, Der. You're still healing.", coaxed Stiles as he gave the shoulder under his hand a gentle squeeze. "Why am I not healing? What the hell is inside of me?", growled out Derek as his eyes narrowed in defense, flickering from green to their icy, neon blue. "Judging by just how black your eyes got, and the way you were speaking, you have an Incubus using your body as a host.", explained Deaton as he slid the side table away from near the examination table. The grip Stiles had on the wolf's shoulder tightened even more, his knuckles turning white under the force of his grip. "You know what that thing is?", asked Aiden as he walked up to the examination table and knelt down in front of Derek, locking his eyes onto those green ones. "An Incubus is usually a male demonic entity, but judging how his voice got a bit high when it spoke, it's a female. That's very rare and that can make it even harder to deal with in the long run.", explained Stiles with a hint of dread in his voice. "How do we get rid of it?", asked Ethan as he walked from Isaac's grip up to stand near the True Alpha. "Can we get rid of it?", asked Isaac anxiously as he walked up behind the Beta on the examination table. It looked as if they were caging Derek in, to give him comfort and to keep him from bolting.
"We need to know just how deep it has its clutches into Derek, just how much control it has over him. Without knowing that, we can't do much of anything. If we even so much as anger it, it could cause physical damage to him. Even kill him without warning.", explained Deaton as he looked from wolf to wolf. "How will we know exactly how much control it has over him?", asked Scott as he looked from his second in command to his Boss. "I won't be able to do it here; it will have to be at a hospital. Until Derek is fully healed from the wounds that he has now, I can't do the procedure.", explained the vet as he applied a clear salve onto the wounds on the Beta's neck, taking caution in the growl that he got when he touched the wolf's neck. "What do you have to do?", asked Derek as he tilted his head a bit to let the vet apply the salve to the back of his neck. "I'll have to put you under in an almost comatose state in order to get you to dwell deeper into your mind. It'll cause the Incubus to rise up.", explained Deaton as he walked over to the sink to rinse his hands of the salve. "Deep enough that no amount of medication, even some made by myself, will be able to pull you back. You will have to fight to have a right to your own mind and body, the fight will be internal. You'll have to restrained for the entire process.", explained the vet as he dried his hands on the towel before tossing it away. "And what if that doesn't work? What if Derek doesn't win that fight?", asked Stiles as he slowly trailed his hand up and down the blue eyed Beta's back.
"If Derek doesn't win and the Incubus regains full control over his body and mind, we'll have no other option but to put him down. I won't allow him to suffer.", explained the vet with a hint of dread in his dark eyes. All wolves in the room seemed to drift closer to Derek, parts of their bodies touching any part of the Beta's body that they could. "I will win, I'm not about to give myself up like that. If it comes to you putting me under, I will do whatever I need to in order to come back. I don't give up easily.", explained Derek as he felt the hand on his back clutch at his shirt tightly. "Scott, keep in contact with me. Let me know everything that is going on with Derek, and keep marks of the changes that occur. You need to alert the rest of the Pack, as quickly as possible. Derek, try to avoid contact to your neck for a while until the wounds heal. The salve will help.", explained Deaton. "Let's just get Derek home first, sleeping will help him heal. And Isaac knows exactly how to get him to fall asleep.", explained Scott with a smirk on his lips, as Isaac snickered from his position by the wolf. The golden eyed Beta walked up behind Derek and once again started to rub circles in the back of his neck, earning him a deep rumbling sound that resembled a purr. "You are such a softie.", teased Stiles as he smirked over at the pair.