Chapter 10: Condition Terminal part 2

Stiles splashed cold water on his face for almost a full minute after he had gotten up and was now looking at himself in the mirror. Apparently, even werewolves could still get bags under their eyes though it was somewhat less noticeable now. After his talk with Wilson last night, he had come back home but hadn't gone straight to bed. He had to work on some readings and homework left over that he had to finish. It must've been maybe past 5am by the time he was done. As grateful as he was that he didn't have that stuff to worry about, he still was resentful towards his alarm clock waking him up two hours later.

He made his way to the cabinets in his kitchen and brought out the jar of Rishi that he had gotten from Satomi. When he drank the first sip of the tea, Stiles let himself expel a great puff of air as he could feel some relief spreading through him. He moved up for his dad's room and knocked but didn't detect his father inside. He opened the door and saw that his father's bed looked like it hadn't been slept in at all. He could only guess his dad was out heading the search for Donovan. Stiles couldn't believe the psycho escaped, because of Tracy, again. His father would be feeling pressure to find him as Donovan had slipped away two times in 24 hours. Maybe he should bring up trying to track Donovan down for his dad like Scott had.

He saw that his father had brought some papers from work and left them on his desk but they were strewn about on his desk. He thought it was a bit of a mess so he decided to go and tidy it up a bit for him. He saw that some were files from the station and a few bits of mail too. He stacked the files in one pile and the mail in another until he got to a large envelope that didn't have his father's name, but his own. It was stamped with a seal belonging to Georgetown University. He opened it and took out one of the papers inside to see it was a letter. As he read it, Stiles' heart dropped.


Wilson Grant was dressed in his full security uniform as he walked the length of the parking lot to get into the main school building of Devenford Prep. There were a few students out and about, just relaxing and enjoying a free period that they had and a few threw him a hello as he passed by, which he returned though not with much heart. It had been a long night with no leads after he had bid Stiles a good night. Whoever had been skulking around, had left no trail for him to pick up and was in the wind. Not to mention that he had been a little worried about the young Second from the McCall Pack for the rest of the night. He might need to call on Brett and Lori so he could speak with them before school went out today.

When he made it to the front doors, he stopped for a moment as he suddenly felt a stir in the air. It was like he could feel that something was close by. He turned around to look out in the direction of the parking lot but he saw nothing but parked cars and a handful of students. Yet, Wilson felt that something wasn't right around there as his eyes scanned the area. But he was brought out of it when the doors opened and nearly hit him as two students walked out.

"Sorry," one of them said to him.

"Not a problem," he told them with a small smile. He spared the parking lot a final quick look before he headed on inside.

A moment after he went in, a car parked off towards the middle of the lot had both of its front doors open. The chimera Courtney and Theo stepped out as they looked at the doors Wilson had stepped into.

"So, what do you think?" she asked him.

Theo sighed. "You were right. He is going to be a problem. Luckily, I have a way of making him part of the solution."

"How?" she asked looking over at him.

He smiled as he kept staring at the building. "I think its time to introduce you to a new friend of mine."


Stiles and Malia walked through the doors of the hospital and they headed for the elevators to get to the ICU. Malia had met up with Stiles when he arrived at school and he told her that he would be heading for the hospital to check on Lydia during his free period. Malia offered to come along with him. They were the only two in the elevator and Stiles let out a deep winded breath after he hit the button.

"Are you okay?" Malia asked him.

He blinked as he turned to her. "Yeah, fine. Why?"

"You smell anxious." Stiles gave her a look. "More than usual," she quickly added. "And you didn't say a word the whole ride over."

"I've just got a lot on my mind," he muttered almost under his breath.

"About what?"

The elevator stopped as they got to their floor.

He shook his head. "It's nothing." He then stepped out.

Malia stared after him for a moment as she easily tell that he lied. She couldn't help but think back to what her dad had talked about with her early that morning. But she stepped out of the elevator and followed after him.

The clerk looked up at them as they came over. "May I help you?" she asked them.

"We're to see Lydia Martin," Stiles told her.

"And you two are-?"

"Friends," Malia muttered.

But she shook her head. "I'm sorry, but you can't see her. She had left surgery less than 12 hours ago and only family are allowed to see her."

Stiles heavily sighed out. "Can you tell us how she is?"

"Yeah, is she okay?" Malia asked her.

"She's resting."

Stiles wasn't happy with that answer and pressed on. "But how is she? Is she okay? Is there nothing more you can tell us?"

"Please, calm down," she said to Stiles sharply.

"Is something wrong here?"

They looked over and saw that Parrish was coming over. He had been with Lydia but he had heard some commotion and saw that it was Stiles and Malia.

"You're here?" Stiles said in surprise.

"I stayed to watch over Lydia." Jordan looked over at the nurse. "It's okay. I'll take care of them."

She nodded as she moved back behind her desk leaving the three standing in the middle of the hall.

"How's Lydia?" Stiles asked.

"She woke up earlier this morning but went back to sleep over half an hour ago. That operation took a lot out of her but she'll be okay."

Stiles sighed in relief and Malia nodded.

"When can we see her?" she asked him.

"And how long is she going to stay here?" Stiles asked after.

Jordan moved his hands to his hips. "Uh, they're not going to let anyone outside her mother see her until probably sometime tomorrow afternoon. Lydia's going to be kept in observation for about a day as she takes some medication and gets her strength back but she shouldn't be here long. Maybe by Sunday afternoon or evening, she'll be let go. You'll definitely see her in school by Monday." He then leaned in closer to them. "You guys find out anything about what is going on around here yet?"

Stiles narrowed his eyes a bit. "That's what we were hoping to talk with Lydia about. We're going to meet with Scott and Kira to try to find out just what happened to Tracy and that guy you found that attacked us at the school. But, we're going to need the Bestiary."

"Oh, well I know that Lydia keeps it on the bookshelf by the desk in her room. She always pulls it out of there whenever we met up to do our research."

"Thanks Parrish. And, stay with her, okay?"

He nodded to him. "Yeah, I got it. Just go and find out what everything you can. If Lydia wakes up again, I'll tell her you two dropped by."

Stiles and Malia then said bye to him as they moved to leave the hospital. Jordan decided to go off to grab himself a cup of coffee before returning to Lydia's room, when his eyes fell upon a sign on the wall. It was one that pointed the way to the morgue. He found himself staring off in its direction for a moment before he blinked and continued on his way.


Scott and Kira were sitting together in the library, a form in between them. The form that Scott had taken from Ms. Ramsey that Scott's eyes were locked on.

"Are you sure you really want to do this?" Kira asked him. "I mean, I know what being in that class meant to you."

He kept his eyes on the form. "I don't want to, but I don't think I have any other choice."

Scott pulled the form closer to him and pulled out his pen. He looked at the form's heading one more time before he moved to begin filling it out. Kira looked sadly at him as he began writing. However, Scott only got as far as his name when he caught sight of Malia heading for them.

"Hey guys," she said before lifting up the book in her arms. "I got it."

"Great," Scott sighed. But he narrowed his eyes as it seemed that she had come alone. "Where's Stiles?"

"Oh, some girl named Gwen came up with two others and asked if he could help see if they might have a shot in getting on the team. They said they tried to ask you but you never showed up."

"Oh…right," Scott said, shutting his eyes in irritation.

Scott remembered being approached by Gwen and a handful of sophomores and freshmen, asking about the team last week. They had asked if they could show him what they could do and see if they would have a chance to be on the team. Since a few had graduated, there were now openings for first and second line. Scott had told them to gather at the lacrosse field after school and he would give them a little practice tryout. But he'd had gotten distracted with everything that happened with Liam, Mason and the wolf, along with Stiles and his 'event scars', that he had gone straight to Deaton after school and forgotten all about the meeting. Sad to say, Scott just now remembered it at all.

"Well, Stiles went with them to the lacrosse field to help them. Said he would meet back here a little later."

Scott could see why they would go to Stiles. He was co-captain now. Though, Scott wondered if he was still upset after last night. After what happened with both Malia and Lydia, he could understand. Yet Stiles seemed especially mad with him for some reason but Scott couldn't understand why.

"Did he manage to see Lydia?" he asked.

"I went with him to the hospital but they wouldn't let us see her. Something about only letting her family in…but, we ran into Parrish. He told us she's awake, a little sore but she'll be okay. She'll be out of the hospital tomorrow night, probably."

Both Scott and Kira sighed in relief.

His eyes then flew to the book she was holding. "That the bestiary?"

Malia went and put the book down right in front of them. Scott opened it to where the word Bestiary was written elegantly.

Kira looked at the pages where Lydia had writing everything she had translated from the Argent's thumb drive bestiary. "Anything in here about half werewolves, half kanimas?" she asked when they got to an entry about Berserkers.

"The Chimera," Scott corrected her.

Malia narrowed her eyes. "What? What's that?"

"A Chimera, it's a creature made of incongruous parts."

Malia narrowed her eyes at her, even more lost than before.

Kira noticed. "It means that they have parts of different creatures mixed together."

"Oh, that sounds…terrifying," she muttered, having flashbacks with Tracy having werewolf teeth and a lizard tail. "So, Tracy is a Chimera."

"Not just Tracy," said Scott. "Liam said that he found two more burial sites. That means that Tracy is not the only one."

"So who's the other chimera?" Kira asked him.

"Scott shrugged. "I don't know. It could be anyone."

"And they're getting buried?" asked Malia. "Why?"

"Deaton thinks it's a part of the process. It's their way of turning them."

Malia jaw tightened a bit. "The people in masks."


When the early tryout was over, Stiles had come into the library to find that the others were already hard at work trying to find more information about these 'chimeras'. He had to admit that Scott found the perfect name for these new 'things' that were popping up. Scott and Kira updated him on what Deaton had told them. It freaked him out to know that somebody, the three in masks that Malia ran into, were going all mad scientist and making supernatural creatures by mixing animal and creature parts together. Stiles also gave Scott the list of people that tried out who he thought had been good. Scott pocketed it and said he would look at them later and they went to work.

Stiles had at least four myth and legend books open in front of him, above the bestiary. He already knew a bit about creatures made from multiple animals from his online gaming days. The sphinx, griffin, basilisk, manticore, cockatrice, gorgon and hippogriff coming to him off the bat. None of them were sure if any of these creatures really did exist but given that many thought things like werewolves or kitsunes didn't exist, they couldn't be written off. Stiles had to wonder what these men in masks were up to. Why 'make' creatures out of random people and set them loose? What were they up to? Were they more guys who were after him and his friends, or were they just playing Dr. Frankenstein for the hell of it?

Eventually Scott and Kira had to leave to go home and Stiles was left alone with Malia, as they decided to try and keep looking. As the sun went down, Stiles found his eyes were starting to get heavy and he was finding himself feeling weary. It looked like the last two days were starting to catch up with him. A few times, he blinked hard and shook his head to stay focused but he eventually just tapped out and was snoring over the bestiary.

Malia was not really reading anything but letting her mind wander as she was absentmindedly clicking her pen. She was beginning to recall her near death experience with Tracy, and what happened when those three masked men showed up and killed her. As she clicked the pen again, she saw how that one had stuck the syringe into Tracy's neck and pumped her full of something that made her bleed gray goo from her mouth. Malia blinked and put the pen down. She didn't feel like being here anymore.

"Hey," she said, grabbing her bag. "I'm going to take off." Stiles mumbled at her but didn't move. "Stiles, wake up and go home. I'll meet you there in a bit." He answered with another mumble but still didn't move.

Malia began head down the stairs for the main door. She saw that there were no other students left in there. The only other people in the library were the librarian and two men setting up a scaffold. They were moving some equipment and tools on the top of it. Malia left the room but nearly bumped into someone as she turned the corner.

"Sorry," she mumbled before she headed off.

That person was Ms. Ramsey. She took a moment to look at Malia heading off before she moved into the library. She found the librarian at the desk. She moved and reached into her bag as she went and put a book out onto the desk in from of her.

"I'm done with this one," she told her.

The librarian looked down and saw that it was a romance novel. "Oh, I've read that one. You like it?"

"Better than my last relationship," Ramsey joked.

The librarian cracked an amused chuckle. "You're here late," she said, moving to place the book in her return rack.

"Yeah, had some papers I needed to grade. What about you? I'm surprised to see you still here on a Friday night."

"There were still some students with rare and sensitive study material and I'm waiting to get it back."

She then remembered Malia. "Yeah, I just saw one leave a moment ago."

"But there's still one more left. And, he still has them. So I can't leave until I get them back to lock them back up."

"Oh, well at least he's dedicated," she said, pointing out the silver lining. Too often Ramsey had seen students who only put in the bare minimum needed to just get by or just give up the moment they hit a wall.

"To what though? Fantasy? The study material checked out was on mythology and fantasy lore."

She rose her eyes up at that. "Really?"

Ramsey then took up the stairs to see who the student was and found that it was Stiles Stilinski. He had a handful of those books out on the table in front of him but it looked like he was sound asleep, and drooling. Ramsey moved to carefully grab the book that he was sleeping over without waking him. She had heard about his situation and figured this was most likely the most sleep he was getting this week so she decided to let him have it but moved to start collecting the books so the librarian wouldn't get impatient and wake him. He was groaning as she slipped the book from under him, stirred a bit, but kept his eyes shut. She saw that it was a bestiary and it was open to an entry about Wendigos. It wasn't one of the school's so she left it at the side and moved to gather up the other ones.

She set the bestiary down but froze when she noticed something. On the desk, there were scratches. They seemed pretty recent and they were next to Stiles' hand, most likely done by his nails, his other nails, in his sleep. But, she noticed that they seemed to form a shape and Ramsey took a step back and saw that it was meshed double spiral. She took out her phone and snapped a quick picture. Her eyes then fell on one of the books that was opened to the legend of the Beast of Gevaudan. She sighed as she looked from the book to the boy. Ramsey then grabbed it and the other library texts and headed off for the front desk.

"Here you go," she said, handing them over. "It looks like he was pretty much done with these. He might still be a while but it looks like you can go."

"Thank you," the librarian said, gratefully as she moved to go and put the books away in the back room.

Ramsey then moved to take her leave. She already had a scheduled talk with someone about Scott McCall. It looked like he wasn't the only one that she had to talk seriously about now.


Mason had come up to Liam and asked him if he could come with him to a club called Sinema that night. Apparently it was a place that was starting to get pretty popular around town. After everything that happened last night, Mason felt that Liam could use a little fun to help take his mind off of freaky supernatural hybrids coming out and attacking them. Though, it was clear that Liam was still nervous as he was checking his phone every other minute for any news from the others.

"Can you put your phone away for five minutes? Scott can howl if he needs you."

Liam let out a heated sigh, but went to pocket his phone. "I just feel I should be doing something," he told him.

Scott, Stiles and the others were all out trying to find out more about these things, and the people in masks that Malia saw. Lydia was in the hospital. Yet, here he was, going to a club.

"You are," Mason told him. "You're my wingman tonight. And considering the current state of my dating life, I need a wingman, co-pilot and a really hot flight attendant."

"Yeah, well I'm definitely not your hot flight attendant."

Mason shrugged. "Okay, yeah, my choices are somewhat limited. At least you have someone who's interested."

Liam rose his eyebrows at him. "What are you talking about?"

Mason smirked at him. "For real, you haven't noticed?"

"Noticed what?"

Mason let his eyes roll back and shook his head at how dense his friend was. Lori clearly had eyes for Liam, it was so obvious not just to him but her brother as well. But it looked like Liam was clueless.

"Oh my god. You know what, let's just go in and have fun. I could go and lose myself in a few guys, and you could go relax a bit and get drunk."

"Yeah, werewolves can't get drunk Mase."

That made his eyes widen. "For real? Wow dude, that really…sucks. But you know what, it doesn't matter. Know why? Because we're going to go in there and have a good time anyway," he said suggestively. "Both of us."

Liam blinked as Mason took off. "Yeah, right," he mumbled before following after him.

The doors opened and Hayden suddenly walked out but stopped at the sight of them. Liam sighed out heatedly as he saw her quickly turn her head to avoid looking at him.

Hayden threw Mason an annoyed look. "I said I'd let you in. Not him."

"You said I could bring a plus one," Mason argued.

"I didn't say plus Liam."

Liam had been silent through the whole thing but he then broke it. "I'm his flight attendant."

Hayden narrowed her eyes at him. "What?"

He blinked. "Wingman," he quickly corrected.

Before anything could be said, someone else started to peek out through the door. They saw that it was Lori.

"Hey Liam," she said at him with a small smile. "Thought I heard your voice out here."

Liam's lip curved up a bit. "Hey Lori," he said back to her pleasantly.

Hayden narrowed her eyes at that and she looked even more annoyed and ticked off, seeing Liam smiling at Lori. Mason noticed it and was fighting really hard not to laugh or smirk at this whole thing. But, he did clear his throat a little louder than necessary to snap everyone out of this.

"And Mason, hey," Lori said, blinking herself back into focus. "You guys made it. Trust me, you're going to love this place."

"He's not coming in," Hayden said, looking pointedly at Liam.

"What? Why not, what's wrong?"

"Hayden, come on," Mason said to her.

"Not him," she said stiffly.

"Why not?" Lori asked more firmly, making Hayden glare a bit at her.

Liam sighed. "Look, guys, just stop. I don't want any trouble. I can just leave."

Before Hayden could throw back a retort, someone else came at the door. The club owner.

"Hey what is going on out here? Hayden?" the man asked her. He then looked at the boys. "These two giving you trouble?"

Liam, Mason and Lori looked over at her as Hayden's tightened her jaw for a moment.

Lori was the first to talk. "No, we're all just talking. Hayden was just surprised because my brother and I had invited these two and they go to school with her."

"That right Hayden?" the man asked her pointedly.

She was silent for a moment before she sighed and let a small smile loose. "Yeah. I was just a little surprised. Didn't think Liam could have that many friends," she said with barely concealed sarcasm.

Liam gave her a not so subtle roll of his eyes, one that made Lori's lips thin out. Mason tried to avoid looking at any of them. The tension here was so thick that you could cut it with a knife.

Hayden's boss either didn't seem to notice or didn't care. "Yeah, well Hayden I'm not paying you to talk with your friends. If they're coming in, then let them in already, and get back to work. You and your brother and your friends have fun Lori," he said more calmly before he then stomped back inside, leaving the four teens to their tension.

She bit the corner of her cheek but moved to pull the door open wider. "Welcome to Sinema," she said to the boys.

Liam and Mason went inside, right behind Lori as Hayden went and shut the door a little harder than necessary. The boys stepped out of the entrance area and their faces lit up as they took in the club. There was a DJ up on a stage blasting music with strobe and laser lights flashing everywhere giving off quite a party atmosphere. There were scores of people enjoying the atmosphere as they swayed and danced all around the place. There were also special one man stages set up here and there where there were a few half-naked guys dancing with some other guys, girls or drag queens dancing or watching nearby. Mason couldn't help a wide smile creeping up on him as he took in everything.

Liam though was starting to get a little nervous. "We don't look old enough to be here." Most of the people here seemed to be around their twenties. He even caught sight of a fully stocked bar off to the side.

"Technically," Lori said to him. "But the manager has been known to make exceptions here and there. As long as you don't make trouble."

"Like you?" he asked her. The guy seemed to like her back there.

Lori shook her head. "Like my brother," she said, pointing her chin off to their right.

Liam and Mason looked over and found Brett was dancing quite sensationally with a girl to the side. They were swaying and rubbing against each other to the music.

"He's a regular around here. And a favorite for the manager because he usually makes first timers want to come for return visits." Lori continued. "Girls." They watched as Brett moved away from her and reached for a guy next to them and started to dance and rub against him as the girl kept dancing and swaying near them. "And guys."

Liam guessed that was why Hayden bent to her manager and let him in. Didn't want to risk upsetting one of her boss' best customers and favorites. "So this club is mixed?" he asked.

Mason shrugged. "Ish." It seemed like his kind of place. He was happy he came along. "Well, I'm going to see if I can find a first timer for myself." He then quickly headed off, leaving Liam with Lori smiling after him.

"He'll be busy for a while," Liam muttered.

Lori giggled. "He just wants to have fun. Isn't that why you came here too?"

"I'm here to be his wingman."

Lori raised her eyes at that one. She then looked over and saw that her brother was looking right at her, in between the guy and girl pair he was dancing with. She could read the insistent look on his face. He was telling her to 'make your move'. He then thrust his chin up a tad. 'Now' he had added.

She sighed and then grabbed his hand. "Well, looks like Mason left you at the controls. So let's go take off?"

"What?" he muttered before he felt himself getting yanked.

Lori then began leading Liam through the dancing bodies until they got to an empty spot on the dance floor. Lori then turned to face him and started dancing. Liam just stood there awkwardly, surprised at this sudden change and move.

Lori's face fell a bit. "Something wrong?" she asked over the music, hoping it wasn't her.

But Liam shook his head. "No, it's just…I can't help but feel like I'm supposed to be doing something."

She stopped moving and stared right at him. "Like what?"

"I don't know, something. Scott, Stiles, Malia, and Kira are out trying to find out everything they can about these chimeras. Our word for them," he explained at her perplexed look. "I just think that they'll always see me as the 'baby' in the group."

Lori nodded. "Yeah, I get it. It can suck when you're the youngest or newest in the pack." That's what she was. "It can be frustrating whenever Satomi tells me to just keep an eye out, just be careful and act normal. Not to mention, Wilson and my brother always pulling me behind them like I can't look out for myself."

Liam dropped his gaze a bit. That was what Scott seemed to do a good deal of the time. Tell him not to worry and just try and be a normal kid. And he couldn't help but remember how Stiles had pulled him behind after he stepped up when they confronted Theo in the woods. "How do you handle it?"

She shrugged. "I just make sure that Satomi, Wilson, Brett and everyone else knows that I'm there when they need me and can count on me when the time is right." Liam quickly looked skeptical and she rolled her eyes at him. "Doesn't sound like much, I know, but you might be surprised at you how much it can matter. Especially with people that care as much as your pack does. Right now though, you have a chance to take a break and have fun. I say milk it because something tells me these chimeras aren't going to let any of us have much."

Liam just stared at her for a moment before he slowly broke a small smile, then started to sway a bit in his spot to the music. Lori smiled back and started to sway a bit with him. They started to slowly build momentum together until they were full on dancing together. Getting more into it, Lori's hand found its way on his shoulder and pulled herself a little closer to him, dancing with even more energy. Liam let out a breathless chuckle as he started to dance a little harder himself.

Off to the sides, both Brett and Mason watched the two of them and they both smiled a bit at the sight. Though Brett's face fell a bit when Liam's hands found their way to the back of his sister's waist.

"Hey," Mason said, shaking at his shoulder. "Settle down there wolf boy. Let them have some fun."

Brett narrowed his eyes a bit as Mason offered him a shot. He grabbed it and guzzled it down in a hard second, both shocking and impressing Mason.

Over at the bar, Hayden was watching them too as Phil the Bartender loaded the tray with long shots. As soon as he loaded the last of the shots, he noticed that Hayden was distracted. So he went to sneak one of them off the tray and drank it. Hayden was still watching as Liam wrapped his arms around Lori and she seemed to whisper something into his ear that caused them both to laugh and dance closer together. She felt her tray get bumped and looked over to see Phil plucking out two shots and there were a few empty spots on the tray and realized that he had been drinking them.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" she spat at him. "You know I have to pay for these, don't you?" She counted and already, there were five spots empty, having drunk them when she had been distracted no doubt.

"Yep," he snorted at her. He then reached for another one.

But Hayden pulled the tray away and almost half of the shot from the one he grabbed had spilled. "Here." Hayden then took the half empty shot and flung the rest of it at him, hitting him at his chest and face.

"The hell Romero?" he said before reaching for a towel.

"What are you complaining about Phil. You just stay back there and get drunk." She then huffed as she moved to head out with the shots.

"What got stuck up in her?" he mummed to himself before he reached for another bottle.

Hayden looked down at her and at her small stack of tips. "I'm never going to make enough," she hissed out before heading off.

She was unaware that Liam was watching her, and that he had heard what she just said.

Lori had noticed that Liam stopped dancing and seemed to be gazing off. "Something wrong?"

"What?" He then remembered the fun the two had been having together before he picked up Hayden's scent and voice. "Oh, sorry. I just, uh…sorry."

Lori then looked over and spotted Hayden in the direction that he had been staring off at. At the girl that had tried to deny letting him in. She realized that there must be some history there

"No, it's alright." Her voice had cracked a bit so she cleared her throat. "I'm going to go and get some water."

"Lori," he said softly but she was already walking away. He sighed heatedly as he was left alone in the middle of the dance floor. "Great," he mumbled to himself.

He looked off and found that Mason had found his way over to Brett and they were toasting each other with shots before guzzling them down. He was happy that at least Mason was having fun, even if that fun was with Brett. He wasn't so bothered by that guy as much anymore, especially after he had come to help them find those holes in the woods.

But suddenly, Liam felt something stirring in the air. He narrowed his eyes a bit as everything around him seemed to slow down and deafen as his instincts seemed to flare up. He could suddenly hear a single person breathing, and the sounds of a single pair of shoes stepping down the club. It seemed to be coming from behind him. He turned around but didn't seem to see anyone as his surroundings seemed to return to normal. Something told Liam that something wasn't right here…or rather, someone.


Scott and Kira watched as the elevator doors opened and Scott's mom was practically there to wave them to follow her. After they had left the school library, the two of them had gone off to and grab a bite to eat together. Afterwards, they were going to head to his place, but Scott's mom had called about a patient that she felt they had to see.

"He came in about 45 minutes ago," she told them as she led them through the halls.

They then quickly heard the sound of someone screaming out in pain. Liam's stepdad came over and informed Melissa that he was going to run off to find an anesthesiologist, leaving the three of them in front of the room where they could still hear the hard screaming almost clearly through the closed door.

"Mom, what's happening to him?" Scott asked as he stared at the door as the pained screaming continued.

"It's the pain, nothing's working. We already pumped him full of morphine."

"Can't we do anything to help him?" asked Kira.

"We put him into a medically induced coma. It's how we help burn victims deal with the pain," Melissa explained.

Scott narrowed his eyes. "Maybe I can help him," he told them. After all, he had something that worked better than morphine.

Scott then stepped inside and found that it was a kid, around Liam's own age. He remembers seeing him around the school sometimes in between classes. There was a medicinal wrap around his whole lower arm and Scott could smell blood and something else mixed in. The kid was restrained to the bed, sweating buckets as he whimpered and screamed and Scott's heart fell at the sight of him.

"Please, make it stop!" he cried out desperately.

Scott moved to take his hand with both of his and began to pull pain away from him. However, it was a lot, more than Scott had been expecting. It flowed up his arms and neck and started to go straight into his head and Scott almost collapsed at how intense the pain was. It was no wonder morphine wasn't doing anything. This kid's pain was…unnaturally high. Kira moved to try and steady Scott, trying to get him to let go but Scott didn't. He kept pulling as much pain as possible until the kid's screaming stopped and he seemed to settle down. Scott then let go and leaned over

"Let me see his arm," he asked his mom.

Melissa then went and carefully peeled back the wrap and they found that there was a big gash on his arm, but there wasn't red blood. There was some kind of brown/black dried residue all over the wound.

"Holy," Kira gasped.

"What is that?" asked Scott.

"The lab says its scorpion venom."

Scott's eyes went up. "Scorpion?" What kind of scorpion could've done this?

"But that's not the weirdest part. With a sting this bad, he should have been dead 10 hours ago. And, the scorpion that could've done this would have to be 10 feet tall.

"Please don't tell me there is a giant scorpion running across town," Kira freaked.

Scott could only think of one plausible explanation for this. There had to be a new Chimera out there, one that was part scorpion. But, they had no idea where to start looking for it.

"Lucas," the kid suddenly gasped out at them. "It was Lucas."

"Lucas?" said Scott. Was that the chimera's name.

"My boyfriend, I guess. We've been seeing each other a couple of weeks."

"What's your name?" Kira asked him.

"Corey," he answered.

Scott moved to kneel over next to him and started to speak softly to him. "Corey, what Lucas did to you, he's gonna do to someone else and it's gonna be much worse."

Kira moved to back him up. "We need to know what happened," she said to him gently.

"I don't know. He's never been like that before." He then moved to sit up a bit. He cringed a little, but managed to straighten a bit in the bed.

"Like what?" asked Scott.

"Aggressive. We were taking it slow, but it wasn't me. He was the shy one. Then we're hanging out today and it was like he was a different person."

"Different how?" asked Scott.

"Like, super confident. We were just kissing and then, I felt this sharp sting on my arm. And then I looked up at him and I swear that his eyes turned black."

Kira stepped nervously closer to him. "You mean, totally black?"

Corey nodded. "The whole eye. But, it was only for a second. Then he said sorry and that he'll see me at the club tonight and then he just left. A few minutes later, I'm in the worst pain of my life."

"Hold on, you said club. What club?" she asked.

"Every Friday night. Sinema."

"Sinema?" Scott repeated a little louder.


Lori was leaning on the wall, close to the bar, playing with a bottle of water in her hands. She was so distracted by it and her thoughts, that she didn't see her brother approaching her.

"Is the bottle really that interesting?" Brett asked her in jest.

She rolled her eyes at him. "Hey."

"What's up? It looked you were having quite a bit of fun a while ago."

"Yeah and I thought I wasn't the only one," she said glumly.

Brett's face fell. "What's up?"

"It's nothing," she said insistently.

Now he knew that it had to be something.

At the opposite side of the club, Liam kept scanning the crowd, his instincts telling him to be tense and alert. Something was here, hiding, but he could feel it was close. He was so tense that he jumped when he had been grabbed from behind. He almost moved to attack when he saw that it was just Brett.

"God," he panted out.

"Hey, what's going on?" Brett asked. "What happened with you and my sister?"

Liam blinked. "What? Nothing."

Brett rose an eyebrow at him, clearly not buying it. Liam found himself squirming a bit under his gaze and his eyes flew off towards where Hayden was serving some people some shots.

"Who is that?"

"Hayden," Liam answered glumly.

Brett was starting to feel a love/hate vibe about those two. "She an ex or something?"

"What? No," he said quickly. "It's not like that."

"Then what is it like?"

"Nothing. It's, it's nothing."

"Well it clearly must be something or my sister wouldn't be off by herself right now."

Liam's face fell. "What do you mean?"

"You're kidding? You really can't tell?"

Liam's face widened as if to silently ask him, 'Know what?'.

"You really don't get it? Sheesh, even Mason could tell right off the bat." Brett rolled his eyes.

"Tell what?" Liam asked impatiently.

"Lori…she likes you. I mean really likes you."

That made Liam freeze. "What, really?"

"Uh, yeah, really," Brett said sarcastically. Then he settled a bit. "For some bizarre reason, she's always kind of thought you were cute. And after that whole Deadpool thing, I think that kind of clinched it for her. That was the real reason she wanted to come to Sinema tonight, because she heard you might be coming."

Now Liam understood what Mason's earlier comment about him having someone interested had meant. "Lori likes me?"

"Yeah, so you watch yourself around my sister," he said with a bit of warning in his tone. "If you hurt her, you'll answer to me."

Liam took a second to dwell on all that before he felt his insides twitch as the feeling from before came back. "Hey, do you feel that?" he asked Brett.

"Feel what?"

"I don't think we're the only 'special' ones here."

Brett saw that Liam seemed to be tensing up and he moved to scanned the crowd. After a second, he shrugged. "No, I don't feel anything."

"There's someone else here. Besides us and Lori. Something else."

"Another werewolf?"

But Liam shook his head. "No, not a werewolf." After hanging around so many over the last six months, both in his and Brett's pack, he knew what being around a werewolf felt like. "Something different. Like us…but they're not like us. You sure you can't feel anything?"

Brett shrugged. "Maybe, but it's Beacon Hills. That could mean anything. What's the difference?" After all, he knew that it wasn't just werewolves that were around here. Liam's pack had a banshee, kitsune and werecoyote in it. He couldn't help but feel concerned at how Liam seemed so bothered.

But Liam shook his head. "There's something off about it. It feels…wrong."

Brett moved to try and settle him down but Liam took off to keep searching. A moment after Liam left, Mason came up to him.

"Hey, uh, do you see that guy?" Mason asked him, pointing to a cute guy with a buzz cut. "You know him?"

Brett nodded. "Yeah, that's Lucas."

Brett then turned and started to look off to try and find the one Liam had been talking about while Mason and Lucas stared at each other. Soon, the both of them had flirting smiles on them as they kept staring at each other. What Mason couldn't see though was that there were stingers starting to pop out at the sides of his arms.

As Liam moved through the club, he had to wonder if what he was feeling might be coming from one of 'them'. The Chimeras that Scott had mentioned. Was one here? He felt a shift in the air, and Liam felt his eyes glow in response. He started to aggressively push his way through the crowd, trying to find where this feeling was coming from but he ended up bumping into someone and some glasses fell. He looked up to find Hayden bearing down on him.

"Are you kidding me?" she spat at him. "Those were $10 each Liam."

"Sorry," he quickly apologized.

Hayden clicked her tongue in irritation. "The bartender isn't just going to just refill them for me." Especially with her last aggravated stunt with him.

Liam quickly started to reach for his pockets. "It's okay, I've got money." He reached around and found some money. "I've got $12." He reached into another pocket and pulled out some coins. "And change," he added.

Hayden took the bills but grabbed the coins and threw them right back at him. "You still owe me $200." She then left him at that.

Liam watched as the coins scattered around him. He was going to start trying to pick them up but he stopped when he saw Lori walking off. It looked like she was heading off for the entrance. He forgot the dropped change and ran over to her.

"Lori, where are you going?" he asked as reached her. "Are you leaving?"

She sighed. "Yeah. I think I'm going to just head on home."

Seeing how dejected she looked, Liam couldn't help but feel bad. Lori had helped him actually feel a little better tonight and he had blown her off in the middle of them having fun.

Mason had gone over to Lucas and they moved to find some privacy in the back. They headed through some bead curtains and found a vacant spot that was a little dark but quieter.

"Night of the Living Dead," Mason said suddenly.

Lucas seemed thrown at that random bit. "What? The movie?"

Mason looked over at the far side and Lucas saw that there was a movie projector on and a movie was going. It was the movie Night of the Living Dead. It was how the club got its name but, right now, there was no one else in the projector room.

"Yeah, it's one of the first classic zombie movies. Have you never seen it?"

"Never. How does it end?"

"Zombies pretty much win. All the good guys die."

A sort of hungry look came over Lucas. "So, I guess it's better to be one of the bad guys." He then started to slowly approach him, like an animal on the prowl.

Mason started to back up a bit but had an entranced look on his face as he stared at Lucas. "Maybe," he said lightly. But then he stopped when he hit a wall. "Sometimes."

The two of them then started to kiss and make out. Mason didn't notice the stingers emerging out of Lucas' back, along his spine. As they kept getting into it, the stingers began to travel and appear alongside his arms but Mason still was none the wiser.

Lucas was smirking as he kissed Mason and was about to drive plunge a stinger at him when he had been grabbed at the back of his shirt and flung back across the room. Brett, shifted and snarling, looked down at Lucas who raised his head up at him to show that his eyes had gone completely black and his stingers were in full view.

Brett turned back to Mason. "Run for it," he growled at him.

Mason bolted as Brett turned and faced Lucas again, who had gotten back to his feet. They then threw a hard growl at each other.

Back with Liam and Lori, they were snapped out of their awkward moment when they heard the growl.

"Brett?" Lori gasped out in surprise.

"Oh no," Liam muttered.

Outside the club, Scott and Kira were moving fast paced and nervously.

"A kid turning into a half-scorpion, half-werewolf. Is there even a myth for that?" she asked him.

Scott nodded. "Sumerian. I remember something about it in the bestiary." He think it was called a manticore or something.

They walked into the club through the back entrance and got inside to find that an alarm had been triggered. Kira quickly moved for her belt and removed a metal disc and quickly threw it at the bell, stopping it.

Scott shook his head in exasperation. "God, I love you," he said to her.

He then took off for the club floor, leaving Kira there, slightly in shock at what he had just said to her. She blinked and then ran to catch up to him. She saw that he was looking around and acting like nothing was different or changed and Kira shook her head in disbelief.

"You did it again. You did something that changed everything and you don't even realize you did it. But you did."

He stopped and turned to face her. "I did?" he asked, wondering what she was talking about. That made Kira give him a look.

But they were thrown out of it when they heard roaring through the music.

Brett was fighting with Lucas, and it seemed like he might have the upper hand against him, but Lucas managed to nick at Brett's leg with one of his stingers. Brett cringed as he felt a numbing pain spread from his leg, to the rest of his body for a moment. A moment that gave Lucas enough time to strike again, this time across Brett's torso. Brett fell to the floor, practically helpless as Lucas raised his arm to prepare another strike on him.

But a hard roar made him freeze and look over. Lori had roared at him and Liam rushed in and jackknifed him off into a nearby table.

Lori jumped down to kneel before her brother. "You okay?"

"I'll be alright. Get him," he growled at her.

Lucas fought Liam off and managed to turn them around so that he was lying on top of the table, trying to hold him and his claws from reaching his neck. Lori brought out her claws and was moving to go and strike at Lucas' back but froze when a hard pain hit her heart. She cringed back and fell to one knee, just as Brett felt the same pain and grabbed at his heart, which was hurting more than the wounds from Lucas. The siblings moved to share a disturbed look at each other as they held their chests.

"Wilson," they gasped to each other, in pain.

Meanwhile, Liam had been left to try and fight off Lucas by himself. The stingers itching closer and closer to his face. He vaguely wondered where Lori was but then heard someone come into the projector room and saw that it was Scott and Kira.

"You're a little late," he grunted against Lucas' hold.

Scott took note of Brett and Lori on the floor, seemingly in pain before he moved to swing on a pole and kick Lucas off Liam while Kira removed her belt and had it transform into her sword. Scott carefully stepped back to avoid a strike from Lucas' claws so that he wouldn't get hit or injected with any venom from his stingers. But Lucas kicked at Scott's chest and sent him flying off into the wall.

Liam had taken the free moment he had to look over and saw that Lori was crutched on the floor, apparently hurt. That made him growl at Lucas and he ran at him with his claws raised but Lucas avoided his strike and moved to kick him down as well. Liam quickly brought his hands and caught Lucas' foot. He then savagely threw it back, nearly making the chimera stumble back and almost lose his balance and fall. While stunned, Liam moved to capitalize and tackled into Lucas, fully knocking them down. As they rolled onto the floor, Lucas had thrust his arm into Liam's side, making him cry out in pain as he felt some stingers pierce into him.

Lucas quickly made his way to his feet to see Kira moving for him, swinging her sword. He moved his arm to intercept the blade with his stinger before moving his other arm to strike at her. Kira managed to duck out of its way as she spun and tried to come at him with her sword again. But Lucas had raised his arm and intercepted the blade again.

Mason found his way back into the room and kneeled over to where Brett and Lori were. "Are you two okay?" he asked them, seeing that they both seemed hurt. He caught the sight of Brett bleeding and moved to try and hold the wound and stop the blood, but didn't see any wound on Lori. Yet, she still seemed very hurt, holding her chest. "Lori, what's wrong?"

"Something…something's happened," she grunted out lowly.

"What?" he asked.

"To Wilson. We can feel it. Something's happened to him. Something bad."

"What?" Mason asked again, more desperately.

The siblings shared a look.

"I think we've lost him," Brett painfully grumbled out.

Kira was still fighting Lucas, trying to land a blow with her sword but he was meeting and blocking every strike with his stinger loaded arms. She then got an idea and moved to throw another sword strike and again, Lucas blocked it. But when he did, Kira quickly jumped and threw a kick at his chest, that sent him stumbling back, stunned. Liam grit his teeth through the pain from his stingers and moved to grab at Lucas as soon as he recovered and ran for Kira. Liam took him at his shoulders, being mindful of the stingers this time and threw him to the ground. Liam then moved to put his foot to keep him pinned down and he growled a bit down at him.

As Lucas was pinned, his black eyes slowly shifted back to normal and his muscles seemed to relax under Liam's foot. It seemed that Lucas was calming down. Liam looked over to see that Mason was with Brett and Lori off to the side. He saw that the two of them looked like they were in some kind of distress. His face fell a bit when he saw that Lori seemed to be in pain, though he couldn't detect any blood or injury on her and grew concerned at what was wrong.

Lucas was still lying there on the ground but his stingers were still on display on his arms. Kira saw that Liam had let his guard down on him, just as Malia had let her guard down with Tracy. She remembered how Tracy had gotten the drop and nearly killed Malia in that moment. Lucas' eyes were normal but he didn't look like he was in a trance or terror like Tracy supposedly had been, nor did it sound like he had been in one with Corey. Just then, a part of her started screamed for her to move. As if on automatic, she began twirling her sword as her aura flared up.

Scott noticed her moving in, screaming in Japanese as she went for what seemed to be a killing blow. He managed to catch her wrists before she could bring her sword down on him. As Scott caught Kira's glowing eyes, her aura seemed to burn brighter until all he saw was the face of the fox, without even having to use his wolf eyes. It lasted for a moment before it fizzled out and Kira seemed back to normal. Lucas seemed to pass out then and there and Scott blinked as everyone seemed to calm themselves down.

"Is everyone okay?" he asked. Nobody said anything but the made silent gestures to show that they were more or less okay, physically at least. Scott then looked down at Lucas, who was still displaying his stingers. "Liam, help me get him out of here."

They moved to grab Lucas' arms and legs but before they could start carrying him out, a blade went and pierced his chest. They dropped him in shock as they saw the blade leaving Lucas' chest and flying off to a harpoon gun being carried by a man in a metallic mask up in the rafters. They saw that there were three of them. The men that Malia had told them about.

Scott looked down and saw that Lucas was now dead. "Why did you do that?"

The Surgeon looked down at Scott as the other two started to blur out of sight. "His condition was terminal," he said in a monotone voice. Then he started to blur too.

"What does that mean?" Scott gasped. "What does that mean?!" He repeated when the Surgeon seemed to turn around.

The Surgeon looked back at him. "Failure."

There was then an electrical discharge that turned off the lights for a moment. When they flickered back on, the three of them were gone.


Malia had been heading for Stiles' house, but her route had taken her in the vicinity of Tracy's house. She decided to head on for it and go inside. It was easy to get inside as the place was empty, as all the people who had lived there were now dead. Mr. Stewart by his own daughter's hand, or claws. And Tracy by the men in the masks. Malia sat in Tracy's bed, just staring off through her window, thinking about everything that had happened. Thinking about how Tracy had killed her own father, therapist and had tried to kill Lydia's mom and her, while almost killing Lydia.

A small part of Malia couldn't help but think that she and Tracy had something in common. They had both flown into rages and killed people they had loved. Yet, Tracy had been thought to be innocent but had really been guilty while Malia had been thought to be guilty but really had been innocent. She knew that Stiles and everyone else would argue that it was the complete opposite and she shouldn't think about it, Malia couldn't help but feel like she could relate a little to Tracy.

Her vision finally broke free from the window and went off to the drawings and artwork that decorated the wall. They were all hand drawn, Malia guessed from Tracy herself. They were all completely random, people drawings, or of symbols, one had nothing but black scribbles strewn all over the paper. She sighed and moved to just leave when something caught her eye. It was book that seemed to be hidden underneath a pocketbook. Malia found a note saying that it was something that Tracy had asked for. A scary read. She lifted the note and gasped. It was titled: The Dread Doctors. But that wasn't why she gasped. The cover had an illustration of the three men in masks that Malia had seen at the station. The ones making the Chimeras.


Brett and Lori got over to Satomi's and found that everyone in the pack was already there. Among them, stood Ms. Ramsey. Every one there had a pained or worried expression on their face. But none's seemed more stronger than the Alpha herself. It was then that they realized that it was true.

Wilson, the Second of the pack and their good friend and surrogate big brother…was dead.


Lucas' body was lying on a slab in the morgue over at Beacon Memorial with Scott and his mother watching over it. Melissa was staring uncomfortably at him while Scott was just sad.

"I'm sure they'll come up with a reasonable explanation for the stingers in his arms," she said nervously. "I guess it's better than trying to explain a tail."

"Better than the truth?" Scott said glumly.

She sighed. "Maybe. This is the best we can do for now." She then moved to slide the body into the compartment and then closed the door.

Scott then began pacing off. "I should've done better. I should've known that this was going to happen. I should've been able to stop it."

Melissa nodded her head down before she slowly approached him. "You know, your grandfather used to have a saying about the word should. You know what you're doing when you say should too often? You're should-ing all over yourself." That made Scott nod his own head down but a small smile found its way to him. Her face fell serious again. "I know that I can't be the Mom that says 'I don't want you to do anything about this' Because you're always going to be involved. Because not only do you have the power to do something, you care enough to do it. So, all you really need is to ask yourself, 'What am I going to do?'"

Scott took a moment to think before letting out a deep breath. "I'm going to find out who did this, and I'm going to stop them."

His mother nodded and then she moved to leave the morgue. Scott walked to follow right after her and they turned the lights in the room off before leaving. Barely a moment after they left, someone new stepped into the morgue and started to go towards the compartments. Specifically for the one containing Lucas' body. It was Jordan Parrish.

Jordan had been with Lydia for a better part of the day until she had woken up in the late afternoon. Her mother had arrived and Jordan decided to go home and clean and rest himself up a bit, as well as let Lydia and her mother have some time together. He had decided to come back to the hospital later that night and was heading for her room. But, it seemed like his senses dulled and he instead made his way for the morgue. He rolled out Lucas's body and stared down at it with an emotionless expression on his face. Jordan reached over and took the body in his arms and then started to carry it out of the room and the hospital with no one seeing him. A faint fiery orange glow flickered in his eyes as he walked.

Soon enough, he reached the woods and was heading off to a clearing. One that held the Nemeton. He placed the body on the stump and his body began to flare up in flames. His flames started to spread and begin to envelop Lucas. Jordan's eyes stared as the body was fully covered in fire and began to burn away.


Liam lied in his bed that night, just staring out at his ceiling with his mind going a mile a minute. While he was a little freaked by those three guys in the masks he saw, Liam was thinking more about both Hayden and Lori.

He found out that Lori liked him. Really liked him and he had no idea while it seemed his best friend had. He probably should've seen it for himself. Lori was always nice to him to him back at Devenford and during these last six months whenever he hung around her pack. She even made him feel better with how he was feeling tonight and helped him have some fun. He wouldn't deny that he thought that Lori was cute and that she was also pretty cool. And she was a werewolf so he didn't have to worry about that coming between them.

Then there was Hayden. It seemed that she was always mad at him over something and it looked like she went out of her way to spite him for what happened back in elementary school. No matter how nice he tried to be to her, she gave him nothing but grief over it. A part of him felt nervous and intimidated when he was around her but he couldn't deny that he found himself drawn to her regardless. Hayden was pretty cute herself. And, from what he heard at the club, he guessed she was stressing over something and he couldn't help but wonder what it was.

Their faces started swimming before his mind's eye and Liam let his head slam back into his pillow as he sighed out in frustration. Everything was already feeling so complicated right now with these chimeras showing up. Now he didn't know what to feel about these two gorgeous girls. Or what to do. And he was getting frustrated, in more ways than one.


Stiles had woken up from his sleep to find that everyone was already gone. He checked his watch and saw that it was pretty late. Most people would be starting to get settled in for bed right now. It looked like he had been really tired. Stiles resolved to not let Wilson catch word of this. The guy had told him that he would burn out if he didn't get more sleep and he had ignored his advice. If he found that he practically dozed off in school for half the night, the next day, he'd never let him forget it. Stiles wouldn't if he was in his position.

He packed up the books he had left out and just walked out of the empty school and made for his jeep. The entire parking lot was empty. His jeep was practically the only car around. But, when he tried to start it up, it wouldn't.

He sighed. "Just great," he mumbled.

He opened his glove compartment for the roll of duct tape and pulled out the envelope he had found at home. Stiles had almost forgotten about it. He heatedly sighed as he grabbed the tape and made for the engine. He opened the hood and a full puff of smoke poured right out. The strong smell of burnt glue and plastic shoved its way into his lupine nose, nearly make him gag.

"Just what I needed!" he called out in frustration as he tried to blow the toxic smell out of his nostrils. But the smell lingered.

Stiles just sighed and he moved to start applying the tape. He noticed that there seemed to be a bolt that was a little loose. Grabbing for his toolbox, he pulled out one of his wrenches and moved to try and fix it.

Unbeknownst to him, Donovan was slowly heading for him. Blood smeared across his mouth and staining his fingers. He was feeling strong and confident right now due to his recent meal. Theo had helped to prepare him and make him ready for taking on Stiles and he was more than ready for this. He opened up his palm and willed a set of razor sharp teeth to appear in the middle like a mouth had formed in his hand and a smirk spread on his face where his bloodstained teeth were slightly visible. He kept his steady pace as he got closer and closer to Stiles from behind.

The smell from earlier was keeping Stiles from detecting the stench of blood and he was also feeling too frustrated for his instincts to pick up the incoming danger as his head was dunked in under the hood of his jeep. He finished tightening the bolt and set the wrench down. He reached for the roll of tape to prepare a strip to secure it when his eyes narrowed as he suddenly heard something.

Before he could react, he felt an intense pain as Donovan reached his jawed palm to Stiles' shoulder and had it bite down as hard and deep as he could. Stiles let out a deep pained scream.


A/N: First, I want to ask if anyone has a good pairing name for Liam and Lori as I don't think anyone had ever given them one as I've never seen a story with the two of them as a pairing choice. I was thinking of either Liori or Loriam.

The next chapter will be a special chapter that will cover more about this day for a good many of the characters as there was too much to put in this one alone. I did set up some glimpses that will be continued on for Wilson, Charlie as well as Theo, Courtney and Donovan. Even a bit for Stiles, Malia and her dad, and for Cora. It will all tie in for what all comes next. Big things are coming and changing for everyone now.