"Kira! It's Lydia.. she's gone."
Scott hears something drop on the other end and a sharp intake of breath,
"Do you think it was.."
"Stiles.. yeah. Malia and I are getting her scent now to find them. Is there any change with Liam?"
"He's awake now but keeps drifting in and out."
Scott picks up a plush pillow from the floor breathing in Lydia's scent,
"Keep me updated."
"I will.. just please be careful Scott. ."
He sighs looking at Malia who is lowering one of Lydia's blouses from her nose and nodding.
"We will be."
He ends the call and walks to the door,
"Ready?"
Malia shakes her head,
"What are we supposed to do when we get there? Somewhere deep down Stiles has to be there we can't just...kill him."
Scott exits and she follows quickly,
"I don't know... I have no idea what we are in for.."
Malia throws an arm up as they exit the home,
"Great! That's comforting."
Scott glares at her from the drivers side and she shrugs her shoulders,
"I guess sarcasm isn't my thing.."
Scott smiles and shakes his head releasing a short puff of air,
"Let's go."
They roll the windows down as they coast down the road.
"I can't smell anything!"
Malia unbuckles her seat belt getting on her knees in the seat.
"Malia what are you..?"
Her head is out the window and she sniffs at the air.
Scott smiles remembering a similar situation with him in Stiles jeep.
"I got it! Left!"
Scott turns the wheel the tires screeching a bit on the pavement.
"If we played our cards right, your friends should be on their way right now..."
Lydia glared at the woman in front of her.
"I'm sure they are following your scent trail and if my guess is accurate, some stayed behind to take care of little Liam and that leaves two were creatures.. Scott and Malia..."
Lydia's face paled. It was a trap.. they used her as bait to get to them.
"You underestimate how strong they really are.."
Kate crouches down,
"Oh? Is that so..."
Lydia sneers at her,
"Yeah. Scott is a true Alpha and Malia is stronger than you think. They will make quick work of kicking your sorry a-"
A sharp crack resonates through the room and Lydia's cheek feels like it is on fire.
"Watch your mouth little banshee. You are in no position to be talking like that."
Kate studies the red hand mark on the girl's pale cheek and smiles.
"They may be strong but you? You Lydia are the weakest in the pack."
Kate circles her and Lydia bites her lip to hold back a retort.
"You have Scott McCall.. true alpha. Then Liam.. Beta but still a force to be reckoned with. Malia, who jumps to killing as a solution first. Kira, a kitsune who is pretty savvy with a kitana. Even Stiles, a mere human has more power than you would imagine. I mean look how he has held up against the supernatural so far."
Lydia's eyes drift to the figure behind Kate and her heart constricts.
Stiles stares into her eyes as she silently pleads with him to snap out of it.
"But you Lydia.. all you do is scream. You feel death but can't even stop it."
Kate brought her face close to Lydia's. Her breath smacked against her as she spoke, her words felt like venom leaking into her chest.
"You couldn't even save your best friend. You couldn't save Allison."
"Wait!"
Scott slammed on the brakes the tires making a screeching noise and the smell of hot rubber floods the cab of the vehicle.
"What?!"
"There"
Scott leans forward glancing around Malia.
A torn shred of fabric is caught on the limb of a tree that's hanging over a small dirt path. Scott shifts into park and cuts the engine,
"That's from Lydia... she was wearing that earlier."
They exit the car jogging over to it. Scott reaches down grabbing the shred of fabric and brings it to his nose.
He sniffs the cool air around them and picks up on her scent.,
"This way.. come on."
Malia trailed behind him as they darted around trees and shrubs. The scent grew stronger as the sun drifted completely past the horizon.
"We're close.."
Malia sniffed the air,
"What's that smell though? I can't.. I don't know how to explain the feeling."
Scott let the feeling wash over him and tried to focus on the chemo signals.
"It's like a combination of anger and anxiety.. but there's something else.."
Malia inhaled the sharp scent,
"Yeah... she is feeling. ...powerless."
Lydia's eyes glistened and a weight settled over her body.
"You are almost as responsible as him."
She pointed behind her with her thumb.
"You could have protected her.. but you failed her. You felt it.. you knew what was coming and you did nothing. "
Lydia felt hot tears streaming over her face curling around her chin. Her bottom lip quivered and she let out s shaky sob.
Kate stood straight before her tilting her head angling it to the window,
"They're here.. can you feel it Lydia? "
Kate sneers down at her,
"Cab you feel their death?"
"Come on we are almost there.."
Scott crouches behind a fallen tree and Malia meets him.
Up ahead a rundown home sits. Dark and silhouetted by the nearly full moon.
"There"
Malia stands to run forward but Scott grabs her arm stopping her.
"No we need to think this through ok? We have surprise on our side. We need a plan."
Malia nods kneeling in front of him,
"Ok so...what's the plan?"
Scott shrugged running a hand through his hair,
"I don't- I don't know Stiles is the one with the plans."
Malia glanced at the house then back at Scott,
"Stiles isn't here right now ok? So you've gotta be the one with the plan.. "
Scott stared ahead at the building thinking that two of his best friends were in there with Kate.
"Ok .. how about this.."
"Stiles.. why don't you go get ready for our guests?"
The boy nods slinking off behind Lydia closing the heavy metal door.
Kate walks past Chris who has since passed out from exhaustion or pain.
"We can't have you screaming before it's time Lydia."
The sound of tape ripping makes the hairs on her neck stand on end.
She sucks in a deep breath ready to yell a warning to Scott knowing for sure he will hear now.
"SCO-"
The tape slams harshly onto her mouth silencing her shouts.
The metal door opens again and Stiles returns to the room.
Kate looks to him with a smile,
"Ready?"
He nods stepping behind Lydia.
"Good. Have fun.."
She walks out and Lydia looks to see where she went. Why would she leave?
The cold fingertips that grip her shoulder squeeze drawing her gaze up and back to him. Her glassy eyes meet his cold ones and she see's the glint of a blade.
She hears two sets of footsteps echo past the door and she struggles to yell past the tape. Her screams turn into muffled noises that barely reach from her throat.
"Shhhhh"
Stiles slides the blade to rest at her neck as his cheek brushes hers.
Lydia goes ridged as his breath cools her still damp cheeks and the blade pinches at the skin of her neck.
"Lydia?!"
Scott's muffled voice rings past the heavy door and a tear leaks past her eye.
The door creaks open and Scott and Malia's shocked expression meets her own.
"Hey Scotty..nice of you to join us."
Scott looks from Lydia to Stiles who holds the blade loosely to her neck.
He takes a small step forward and Stiles tightens his grip on Lydia's shoulder making her whimper.
He halts immediately,
"Stiles... do you even know what you are doing?"
Stiles' lips quirked up,
"Pretty sure."
He pulled the blade closer to her neck making a warm trail of blood drift down her chest.
"Stop!"
Scott stepped forward his hand extended.
Stiles halted him with a waggle of an outstretched finger,
"Not a good idea Scott.."
Stiles leaned his cheek against Lydia's his lips ghosting over her skin as he spoke.
"What do you want."
Stiles turned his direction to Scott,
"What do I want? It isn't about what I want.."
Scott lowered his brow as Malia chimed in,
"What is that supposed to mean?"
Stiles' gaze flickered to her and an eerie smile graced his lips.
"Oh Malia.. I'm so sorry.."
She glanced to Scott who looked just as confused.
"For what?"
A feminine voice bounced into the room,
"For this.."
Kate sauntered out fully shifted.
Scott's eyes fade to red and Malia's to blue.
"Why are you doing all of this?"
Kate glanced at Stiles,
"You mean him?"
"It's punishment Scott. For what he did to Allison. "
Scott faltered at the mention of her name,
"But why bring him back? If you wanted him dead why not let him stay dead?"
Kate growled low in her throat,
"I want him to suffer Scott.. after all of this is over, he is going to wake up and remember all of the blood spilled by his hands. That he killed you.."
Scott felt the wind get knocked from him at her confession..
Malia growls,
"You're twisted lady.."
Kate glances to Malia,
"Stiles? "
The boy stands removing the knife from Lydia's neck. He walks around her playing with the edge of the blade.
Malia glanced nervously at Scott waiting for some sort of signal.
The metal reflects in Stiles' dark eyes and she knows its now or never.
Malia ducks as the blade flies past her head and thuds into the wall behind her. Scott lunges forward teeth bared at Kate. Stiles locks onto Malia like a missile to a target. A gun appears in his hands and a loud bang is deafening in the small room.
She ducks rolling onto all fours her teeth appearing and load growl rolls past her lips.
Stiles aims again un-phased pulling the trigger.
Malia lets out a low whimper as a bullet grazes her arm. Her palm cups the wound as blood leaks over her fingers.
She lunges pinning Stiles to the ground. His brow lowers in anger as he clenches his jaw. His palms slam into her shoulders with incredible force knocking her from him.
Lydia pulls against the restraints only accomplishing to cut her wrists on the shackles.
Scott slams into Kate and she is sent skidding back. He lets out a loud roar that shakes the walls around them and Stiles' attention turns from Malia to him. She uses this to her advantage gripping his jacket shoving him onto his back. His grip loosens sending the gun scattering across the cement floor.
"Malia!"
Her icy blue eyes look to see Scott struggling with Kate.
She looks at Stiles who looks a little disoriented and leaps in to help Lydia.
Malia grabs at the tape ripping it from her skin. She grips the shackles pulling with all her strength. The metal creaks before breaking releasing her.
Lydia massages her sore and bloody wrists before looking up at Malia,
"Go help Scott."
Malia glances down at the boy who appears to be in incredible pain. She decides he isn't going anywhere and nods running over to help Scott.
Lydia looks to Stiles as he lies on the cement floor his face contorted in pain. Scott and Malia can be heard struggling with Kate in the background.
His dark eyes meet hers and she slowly edges toward him. He stays still to her surprise as she kneels beside him.
Her fingers slide over his face to cup his cheek. His eyes read animosity towards her but his body remains motionless.
"Stiles..come back to us... to me."
She uses all her available energy to find the connection lost between them.
"Please Stiles.. I-"
A tear drifts over her cheek and she looks down at her lap. A hand swiping away her tears pulls her attention back to him. Her mouth falls open at the warmth she finds in his eyes.
"Stiles?"
His eyes flicker between hers,
"Lydia..."
Her heart soars as she lets out a choked sob,
"Oh my god.."
His brow lowers and his eyes squeeze shut before looking at her,
"You have to.."
He winces bringing a hand to his head.
"What.. what is it?"
He looks back up at her with glassy eyes as he holds back tears,
"Kill me.."
Her stomach drops and she almost falls backward away from him,
"W-what"
The desperation in his voice is what kills her most,
"P-please.. kill me. It hurts..."
Kate lets out a loud roar that draws her attention away from Stiles. When she glances back, his eyes have lost all sign of recognition and warmth.
"No.."
She falls back scrambling away from him,
"No.. no Stiles"
He stands as she lays in shock on the floor.
She desperately searches for the connection. To feel him again.
He towers above her his face twisted in animosity.
Scott slams into the ground hard and Kate lunges at Malia.
Everyone stops moving as Kate grips Malia's neck with her claws,
"Huh.. this is oddly familiar. ."
Stiles looks to Kate before bending down and grabbing the gun.
"You know what to do Stiles.."
He studdies the weapon turning it over in his hands.
His arm straightens and time slows as he pulls the trigger.
Hey! Hope you liked that chapter... it had me stumped for a while and I just couldn't get the words on the page. I did take a suggestion from fadingshadowss to have Stiles come back for a second. I had a similar idea in mind so thanks for the suggestion!
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