" So, this kid's the real killer?" Noah asked after all three of us came barreling in.
" Yeah." Stiles said as Noah shook his head.
" No." Noah replied as I saw Stiles with an 'excuse me' expression on his face
" Yes!" Stiles demanded to convince his dad of our newest discovery.
" No." Noah said as I saw Stiles getting frustrated.
" Dad, come on! Everybody knows that the police look for ways to connect victims in a murder, okay? So, all he had to do is, like, look through their transcripts and figure out which class they all had in common." Stiles said as I saw Noah now getting frustrated.
" Yeah, except for the fact that the rave promoter, Kara, wasn't in Harris' class." Noah told us.
" All right. Okay, you're right. Sorry. Then, I guess they dropped the charges against him?" Stiles asked as I sat back, I pulled down on my black dress a bit.
" No, you know what? They're not dropping the charges. But, that doesn't prove anything." Noah said sternly to his son.
" Scott, do you believe this? Raven, do you find this to be plausible?" He asked the two of us.
" It's really hard to explain how we know this, but you just gotta trust us. We know it's Matt." Scott said as I nodded.
" He always gave me the creeps, to be honest. He's kind of a loner." I said as I rubbed my arm. I see Stiles put a hand on my shoulder.
" Yeah, he took Harris' car, okay? Look, he knew that if a cop found tire tracks at one of the murders, and that if enough of the victims were in Harris' class, they'd arrest him." Stiles said as he kept his hand on my shoulder to comfort me.
" All right, fine. I'll allow the remote possibility. But give me a motive. I mean, why would this kid want most of the 2006 swim team and its coach dead?" Noah said as he questioned us.
" Isn't it obvious?" Stiles said quickly. I got up hoping what he said next would make our cause known!
" Our swim team sucks! They haven't won in, like, six years!" He said as I shook my head. God this sucks!
" Okay, we don't have a motive yet. I mean, come on, does Harris?" Stiles asked his Dad.
" What do you want me to do?" Noah asked us.
" Maybe take a broader look?" I asked him. He looked to kind of agree with me.
" We need to look at the evidence." Scott said clearly. I saw Noah get flared up again.
" Yeah, that would be in the station, where I no longer work." Noah said with a scoff.
" Trust me, they'll let you in." Stiles said as I saw Noah glare slightly.
" Trust you?" Noah said slighted.
" Trust... Trust Scott...? Trust Raven!" Stiles begged as he put me in front of him.
" Please. I have a feeling we are right." I said as he nodded.
" Scott, I trust. Raven, I definitely trust." Noah said before we piled into his SUV and went to the station. I had a feeling of dread hit my gut hard. I had a feeling people were in danger. I pushed that feeling down. We got to the station with no issue. Stiles helped me out and held my hand.
" It's two in the morning…" The deputy said as I see Noah lean on the desk.
" Believe me, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't extremely important." Noah said in a pleading tone.
" We look at the hospital stuff first, okay?" Stiles said as I nodded. I understood why.
" Why?" Scott asked as I perked.
"Because all the murders were committed by Jackson, except for one. You remember?" Stiles asked him as I saw his eyes flare up.
" The pregnant girl, Jessica." Scott said deducting the solution.
" Since Matt killed her, someone or the camera had to have seen him, Scott." I said as he nodded. I see the Deputy letting us go back.
" ." Noah said as we followed him to the back office.
" I don't know, guys. I mean, look at this- there was a six-car pile-up that night. The hospital was jammed." Noah said as we looked at some footage of that night.
" All right, just keep going. Look, he had to have passed one of the cameras on that floor to get to Jessica, okay? He's gotta be on the footage somewhere." Stiles said as I saw people moving. I pulled myself away to think as their voices faded away.
Raven, you are in danger.
That fucking voice again! Really!
Protect the one you know as Stiles, your mate.
What is coming? God! What the fuck are you!
Raven. We will meet.
The voice left as soon as it came.
" We've got shoe prints alongside the tire tracks at the trailer site." Noah said as I let my head back into the reality of now.
" And, if they match, that puts Matt at the scene of three murders- the trailer, the hospital, and the rave." Stiles said as I was getting that dread feeling back harder.
" Actually, four. A credit card receipt for an oil change was signed by Matt at the garage where the mechanic was killed." Noah said as I perked up.
" When?" I asked him as he looked at me.
" A couple of hours before you got there." He replied to me as he pointed at Stiles.
" All right, Dad- if one's an incident, two's a coincidence, and three's a pattern, what's four?" Stiles replied to his Dad, I watched him pull out his phone.
" Four's enough for a warrant." Noah said as he began to type away.
" Scott, call your mom back. See how quickly she can get here. If I can get an official ID, I can get a search warrant." Noah asked him as he looked at Stiles.
" Stiles, go to the front desk. Tell them to let Scott's mom in when she gets here." He said as I watched Stiles go forth.
" Can we put him away for all of this?" I asked Noah as the feeling got harder inside my gut.
" I hope so." Noah says as Stiles leaves the room. I paced for a little bit.
" She's on her way here." Scott said as I saw Stiles coming back and the dread hit me full force. I see Stiles being held at gunpoint by Matt! Mother fucker!
" Matt? It's Matt, right? Matt, whatever's going on, I guarantee you there's a solution that doesn't involve a gun." Noah said as I see his hands up.
" You know, it's funny you say that because I don't think you're aware of just how right you are…" Matt said with a grin of crazy on his fucking face. God damn it!
" I know you don't wanna hurt people." Noah said as he tried to calm the situation.
" Actually, I wanna hurt a lot of people. You three weren't on my list, but I could be persuaded…" Matt said with a grin getting ever wider.
" And, one way is to try dialing somebody on your cell phone, like McCall is doing." He insisted as I see Scott with a hand in his pocket.
" That? That could definitely get someone hurt." He said before staring at me with a sickening grin.
" Everyone! Now!" Matt growled out. I put my phone on the desk. Follow crazy and we don't die. We were led to the cell hold area to put Noah in holding. I see Stiles put his dad in the cuffs.
" Tighter." Matt insisted as I see Noah nod. We have to comply. I smelt a lot of blood in the area. Something tells me Jackson is near.
" Do what he says, Stiles." Noah told his son. I was worried for Stiles and his Dad. We were led out and I see the bodies.
" What, are you gonna kill everyone in here?" Scott asked as fear hit his voice.
" Jesus fuck!" I growled out.
" No, that's what Jackson's for... I just think about killing them, and he does it." Matt said as I looked at him in disgust. I see my Uncle Peter in his eyes. Not him, but the sick maliciousness.
" You are one sick motherfucker." I said as he smirked at me. We spent the next half hour deleting photos. I was shredding papers with Scott.
" Deleted. And we're done. All right? So, Matt, since all the people you brutally murdered deserved it because they killed you first- whatever that means- I think we're good here, right? So, I'll just get my dad, and we'll go, you know? You continue on the whole vengeance thing. Enjoy the Kanima." Stiles said as I heard a car. I hope it was someone who can help. Please for the love of fuck!
"...Sounds like your mom's here, McCall." Matt said with a sick intent in his voice. God, I want to claw his throat.
" Matt, don't do this. When she comes to the door, I'll just tell her to leave. I'll tell her we didn't find anything. Please, Matt-" Scott begged Matt. I smelt someone familiar.
" If you don't move, now, I'm gonna kill Stiles first, and then your mom. Open it." Matt demanded as he had the gun pointed at Stiles. Mother fucker is about three seconds from my claws on his throat.
" Please…" Scott begged him again. Matt wasn't giving up.
" Open. The. Door." Matt said slowly and with death looming in it. Scott opened the door to reveal my brother. Thank Fuck!
" Oh, thank God." Scott said in relief as I smiled.
" Thank fuck brother." I said before my smile fell as he fell on the floor as a half-changed Jackson had paralyzed him.
" This is the one controlling him? This kid?" Derek said as he was face up.
" Well, Derek, not everyone's lucky enough to be a big, bad Werewolf." Matt said as he glared at my brother.
" Oh, yeah! That's-that's right. I've learned a few things lately. Werewolves, Hunters, Kanimas... It's like a frickin' Halloween party every full moon." Matt said as he looked up at Scott, Stiles, and me.
"...Except for you, Stiles. What do you turn into?" He asked my boyfriend.
" Abominable Snowman. But, uh, it's more of, like, a wintertime thing, you know? Seasonal." Stiles said with sarcasm in his voice. I saw Matt cock his head making Jackson slice the back of his neck!
" Hey!" Scott screamed out.
" Asshole watch it!" I growled out to him. Jackson waved a clawed finger at me.
" You bitch…" Stiles grimaced as he fell on top of my brother. Fuck!
" Get him off me." Derek growled low.
" Oh, I don't know, Derek- I think you two make a pretty good pair! Don't worry Stiles, I'll take care of Raven." Matt said with a grin that made me cringe.
" The hell you will!" I growled, he stuck the gun to Stiles' head. I stayed back as I felt my fangs come in.
" It just kind of suck, though, to have all that power taken away from you with just a little cut to the back of the neck. I bet you're not used to feeling this helpless." Matt said moving the gun away.
" Still got some teeth. Why don't you get down here a little closer, huh? We'll see how helpless I am." Derek said as Stiles barked.
" Yeah, bitch!" Stiles growled humanly out. I heard a car pull up.
"..Is that her?" Matt said as his voice held anger.
" Do what I tell you to, and I won't hurt her. I won't even let Jackson near her." He said as he was wanting control over everything.
" Scott, Raven! Don't trust him!" Stiles yelled at us. What can we do?
" I wouldn't trust the fucking snake." I said as I fully glared at him. He looked at Scott. Then he looked at me.
" This works better for ya?" Matt said as he came up to me and shot my side. I let out a loud growl before I felt the back of my neck get sliced. I staggered to the wall and fell to the floor.
" You fucking coward!" I growled to him as I made my eyes bleed their ruby red. Matt walked slowly towards me with the gun.
" Okay, just stop! Stop!" Scott yelled out. Matt came at me and shot my shoulder. I screamed out as I heard Stiles crying out. I heard Noah in the other room scream out.
" Then do what I tell you to!" Matt said as I wanted to claw him more.
" Okay. All right. Stop!" Scott said as Matt backed away from me.
" You take 'em in there. You, with me." Matt said with scorn in his voice. Blood fell from my side and my shoulder.
" Too bad Raven, I perked you more than Allison. Would have been nice if you gave me a chance." He said as he had the gun pointed at my head.
" Like I said. A fucking coward." I growled as my fangs formed. He chuckled before leaving with Scott. Jackson dragged all three of us to another room. I was in clear view of both Stiles and Derek.
" You ok?" Stiles asked as worry filled his voice.
" Not really no, being shot and paralyzed really fucking blows ya know." I said as I chuckled. Blood slowly pooled down my arm.
" You'll heal." Derek says as the bullet in my shoulder is pushed out and the wound slowly begins to heal.
" Oh, I know. I need to focus." I said as I focused on my wounds. It wasn't long till another shot rings out. Screams and cries are heard.
" Someone's gun happy." I said as the other bullet is pushed out of me. Scott and Matt come back into the room. Matt looks under duress.
" The evidence is gone. Why don't you just go?" Scott asked Matt as he paced.
" You-you think the evidence mattered that much, huh? No. No, I want the book." Matt demanded of him.
" What-what book?" Scott asked as confusion hit him like a sack of bricks.
" The Bestiary! And not just a few pages- I want the entire thing." Matt demanded as anger began to swell his words.
" I don't have it, it's Gerard's. What do you want it for, anyway?" Scott asked him as Matt stopped pacing, but his eye movements remained frantic.
" I need answers." Matt said lowly.
" Answers to what?" Scott asked him. Matt looked at him
" To this!" Matt said as he lifted up his shirt. I see scales like the Kanima's on his ribs and side. Soon he and Scott left again.
" Hey, do you know what's happening to Matt?" Stiles asked both my brother and me.
" I know the book's not gonna help him. You can't just break the rules, not like this." Derek replied as I wanted to reach for both him and Stiles.
" Balance is required in our world of the unnatural." I said as it was the easiest way to explain.
" Universe balances things out. Always does." Derek said flatly.
" That's what I just fucking said! Sorry, but being shot and paralyzed is not the highlight of my fucking day." I said as annoyance was filling me as I was trying to heal.
" Is it because he's using Jackson to kill people who don't deserve it?" Stiles asked us aloud.
" And killing people himself." Derek remarked on the situation at hand.
" So, if Matt breaks the rules of the Kanima, he becomes the Kanima?" Stiles continued the recourse of our problem.
" Balance." Derek quickly said as I growled low. Focus on healing!
" Will he believe us if we tell him that?" Stiles asked as I shook.
" Nope, with the way he is going. We are fucked." I said as I began to regain movement.
" Okay. He's gonna kill all of us when he gets that book, isn't he?" Stiles asked us as fear was coming off of him in waves.
" Most likely or his fucking careless actions are going to kill him first before we get a chance of death." I said as I had a feeling someone was going to die and it wasn't any of us.
" All right, so what do we do? Do we just..do we just sit here and wait to die?" Stiles asked as I felt my fingers move.
" Unless I can figure out a way to push the toxin out of my body faster, like triggering the healing process…" Derek said as I see him pierce his leg with his claws.
" Wha-Oh, what are you doing? Aw, gross." Stiles said being grossed out by everything.
" That's one way." I said as I focused on the bullet wounds. I felt my body healing.
" Come on!" I growled out. I felt feeling in my hands returning fully. Time felt like it was going by at a snail's pace.
" So, is that hypothetical situation we talked about getting any less hypothetical?" Stiles asked my brother.
" I think so... I can move my toes." Derek replied as he scoffed.
" Dude, I can move my toes." Stiles said as I felt my legs.
" I can move my legs. Kind of glad I was shot." I said as soon alarms began blaring. I focused harder and soon was able to get up slightly. Scott comes back as he pushes Jackson away.
" Take him! Go!" Derek said before Scott grabbed Stiles.
" Keep him safe." I said as I went to hide as I gained full motion in my body. I fully shifted as I heard movement. I found the cell room with a scared Melissa McCall and an unconscious Noah on the ground.
" I'm sorry he didn't tell you." I said through my fangs. I picked up Noah as he was still unconscious.
" He won't get hurt." I told her before I carried him outside to his SUV. I placed him there and went back inside. Dead bodies everywhere. I found Stiles.
" Is my Dad ok?" He asked as I picked him up.
" I got him out." I told him as I carried him on my back. I got him next to his dad. I changed back as the hunters all left. Scott was gone, and my brother was gone. Soon Noah came to the land of the conscious.
" What happened?" He asked Stiles.
" I was knocked out." He said as I helped him up. He looked to have motion, just needed to hold onto someone.
" A lot of people are dead." I said as Noah looked us over. Luckily I wiped away the blood from when I got hurt.
" I'll check it out. You two stay here." He said as we nodded. Noah went inside.
" Thank you for getting my dad out of there." Stiles said as I took his hand in mine.
" I was afraid you, your dad, or Derek were going to get hurt." I said as a tear came down my cheek. Stiles wrapped an arm around me.
" When you got shot, my world came to a crash. When I heard what Matt said to you, I felt my blood boiling. I need you to stay alive. I love you so much, Raven. Please, don't die on me." Stiles said as I see he looked like he was going to cry. I pulled him in for a deep reassuring kiss. I pulled him into a hug after we parted our lips. I just held him.
" I saw my Dad get pistol-whipped by Matt and I couldn't do anything. I was there and still couldn't do anything." Stiles said as I rubbed his back.
" I'll make sure your dad never feels the pain ever again." I said as my eyes bleed their ruby red.
" I feel like we are in the middle of a new play." Stiles said as I nodded.
" Let's make sure we are ready for it." I said as we just sat and tried to ease our nerves about this loss.