Scott, Stiles, and I made our way to the sheriff's station as everything was starting to settle chaotically. I sat in a chair as Scott and Stiles began to explain it all. I wore a black tube top with blue jeans and my combat boots.
" So, the Walcotts were the first... at least, the first we know about. Four murders- Sean, his brother, and their parents. They were killed by a professional assassin called the Mute; weapon of choice, a military tomahawk. But then, the Mute was killed by Peter Hale after he tried to blow up Derek with a claymore mine. Next was Demarco. He delivered a keg to the party at Lydia's lake house... and got decapitated outside his car. And then, last night, twenty-three-year-old Carrie Hudson." Stiles said as I just sat with my head in my hands. How is this all happening?
" It's a Deadpool- a hit-list of supernatural creatures." Scott said as he rubbed his arm.
" This is only part of it... The rest still has to be decoded." Scott told him as Noah looked at him with worry.
" Who found this list?" Noah asked as I perked up.
" Lydia. She gave Malia what she thought were notes, but it was a code she transcribed." I told him as my hands wouldn't stop shaking at the thought of the body I saw.
" Is this because she's a Banshee?" He asked me. I nodded.
" That's terrifying." He replied before taking the list in his hands.
"What are these numbers next to the names? What does each one mean?" He asked as Stiles took a step forward.
" We're getting to that. First, you need to know that the code was broken with a cipher key. A name." Stiles said as I stood up and crossed my arms.
" "Allison.", her name broke the first third." Scott said as I felt for him, her death hit us all so hard.
" Now we believe that there are two more cipher keys. Names more like." I say as my body feels the fear striking.
" So, how do we get the cipher keys? What do we do to get them?" Noah asked as he sat down.
" Same way we got the code. We tried it, but no luck." I say as I remember being at the Lakehouse with her all weekend. She had been by that player the whole time. Praying and hoping for an answer.
" None of you knew about Demarco or Carrie, hmmm?" He asked us as I shook my head. No one else brought anything up like that. Noah looked back at the list.
" And what about these other two names on the list- uh, Kayleen Bettcher and Elias Town? They're Werewolves, too? Who else is on this list with a target on their back?" Noah asked as he pointed at the paper.
" We don't know... But Deaton said that the Nemetone would draw supernatural creatures here. Maybe they followed their instincts." Scott said as Noah nodded.
" Here being Beacon Hills or Beacon County? The population of Beacon Hills is just under thirty thousand. If this is the case, we have a bigger problem." He replied as I stayed put. I felt like my mind was at a full spin.
" Werewolves, Banshees, Kitsunes, and whatever the hell else is out there are we talking about? And what if the next cipher key uncovers not twelve names, but one hundred?" Noah asked as I shook my head.
" We don't think so. We have a thought that once all the names are discovered it will equal one hundred and seventeen." I said as the sheriff looked confused.
" One-hundred-and-seventeen what?" He asked me. I took a breath before answering. Stiles took the paper and began to write the key letter beside each number.
" Million. Stolen from the Hale Vault. Someone certainly hates supernaturals and wants our heads on a pike." I said as I was trying to lift my spirits slightly.
" So, the coded list goes out, and someone, these professional assassins get that list...and the key?" Noah asked as I nodded.
" Then they go after the names on the list- they being killers with no mouths, tomahawks, thermo-cut wires that can take your head off." Noah said as I felt my fear river my spine.
" Carrie was also stabbed. What's this mark?" Stiles asked as Noah looked disgruntled.
" We're not sure yet. We're still waiting on the M.E.'s report." Noah told us.
" There's one other thing I don't get... How did this new assassin know that Demarco was going to be at the lake house?" Noah asked as he was trying to understand this himself.
"..Everyone knows he delivers kegs to teenagers for a little extra cash." Scott told him as I shrugged.
" Ahh. So, whoever ordered the keg killed Demarco." Noah said as I sighed.
" Yeah, it was someone at the party." Stiles said as I got worried.
" A student." Scott said as I watched Stiles' gaze rush me. My power was faulty at the moment and the thought of someone trying to kill me and my friends hit harder.
" What about me? My powers?" I asked as the genuine fear could be heard in my voice.
" We won't let anything happen to you, sweetheart." Noah said as Scott nodded. I shook a little.
" I'm not going to let them touch you." Stiles said before holding me tighter. We had to get our asses to school.
" Is it all going to be truly ok in the end?" I asked Stiles as we got inside the school.
" I'm not sure and with everything going on, we have to keep our guard up." Stiles said as we walked into Econ.
" Hopefull, 'cause I don't need my head cut off." I told him as he pulled me in with a smile.
" And it won't love." He told me before smiling. I gave a small one back before sitting down. I watched Coach walk in with his normal attitude. Let the good times roll, I guess.
" Economic disparity exists in all forms. Well, take sports, for example. Some teams have better training facilities, some have better equipment... Unlike Beacon Hills, which can barely afford the duct tape to keep our equipment together." Coach said rambling as I looked at Stiles' desk with the crime scene evidence of Carrie's murder. This weird shape kept coming up. Coach got between Stiles and me.
" You know, Stilinski... If I could grade you on how profoundly you disturb me, you'd be an A-plus student." Coach told him as Stiles nodded.
" Thanks, Coach. It's appreciated." Stiles said as Coach told him to put the pictures away by hitting the table with a Lacrosse stick. Stiles grabbed it and took the rubber stop off.
" Stilinski! What the hell is wrong with you? ...Don't answer that." Coach said as he finally pulled the stick away.
" It's a lacrosse player." Stiles said quietly. Oh fuck!
" This just got heated." I groaned as I hit my head on the desk. Class ended and Scott, Stiles, Kira, and I found ourselves in Coach's office dismantling Lacrosse sticks to find the hidden dagger.
" I'm on fucking edge." I said as I slammed a stick on the ground.
" This is pointless- most of the team plays with their gear. It's not here." Scott said frustrated.
" Maybe instead of trying to find a lacrosse stick with a hidden dagger in it, we should be trying to get the game canceled? Wouldn't that be the best bet?" Kira asked us.
" The game's the best way to catch him red-handed. It's the only choice we have." Scott replied to her.
" But what if he's red-handed 'cause his hands are covered in the blood of the person that he just stabbed to death? Which, by the way, could be either of you guys. I also don't want to have my girlfriend fucking stabbed at all!" Stiles said as I checked another stick.
" Or Liam." Scott said as I stopped looking. This wasn't working.
" We are all in danger. We don't know who has that list and who will try to kill us." I said as Scott looked back at me.
" Well, we don't have the whole list, and he could be on it. We have to keep an eye on each other." Scott reprised worry for his new beta.
" We don't know anything about that list- how it's made, how it's updated. I mean, who's been out taking a supernatural census, anyway?" Stiles asked out loud. I shook my head.
" How do they know about any of us? Who fucking knows? One of us could be killed tonight. We don't know who's hiding for their chance to murder us." I said as anger fueled my fire. Stiles came over and hugged me.
" I think Kira's right. I think we should stop the game." Stiles said as Scott stood firm.
" I'm not afraid." Scott told us as Kira stood firm as well.
" Neither am I." Kira told us.
" Well, I'm terrified, and I'm not even on the list! Guys, these are professional killers- it's their profession. One of them's got a thermo-cut wire that cuts heads off! Who knows what else they have?" Stiles said as we stood still firm in this room.
" I'm sorry I blew up." I said as I looked into Stiles' eyes.
" You are ok, I would too if I were you right now." Stiles said as I smiled. His warmth brought me peace. We all left the room and saw some students going outside in what looked to be in haste.
" The hell?" I asked as I gripped my bag tight before going out to see Liam and his friend Mason going against what looked to be a Devenford Prep school student.
" Isn't that his old school?" I asked as I saw the worried look on Scott's face.
" Whoa, whoa, whoa! Let's go!" Scott said as the three of us bolted to stop this.
" Hey, what's up, prep students? Welcome to our little public high school! How are you doing?" Stiles asked in a fake cheery tone. The blank stares on the students read aloud. Stiles tried to shake this boy's hand, but nothing.
" That's a firm handshake you got there. Uh, we're very excited for the scrimmage tonight, uh, but let's keep it clean, all right? No rough stuff out there. All right, see you on the field! Go!" Stiles said pulling his hand back. Scott took Liam with us to the Locker Room. I watched as Scott and Stiles put a half-transformed Liam under the harsh spray. I felt worried that he would get out. What if my healing goes? I don't know about my power flux yet. I winced as Liam roared and growled. His head shaking under the water.
" Oh man." I winced at this. Liam continued to fight them.
" You calm yet, Scrappy?" Stiles asked, but Liam roared in pain. I saw the control coming back.
" Okay! Okay!" He yelled, Scott and Stiles let him go, I got to him and saw he was himself.
" He's good." I told them as I rubbed Liam's back. The pain settled in his eyes. I got up and went to Stiles. Scott sat slightly in front of a drenched Liam.
" That car you smashed... I thought you said that was your teacher's?" Scott asked his beta as Liam was taking deep breaths.
" He was also my coach. He benched me for the entire season." He replied as he wiped off some hair to the side.
" What did you do?" Scott asked him, Liam looked worried before taking another breath.
" I got a couple of red cards…" He says as I see Stiles perk up.
" Liam, please." I say as he looks at me. I give him a calm look to convey our cause.
" You have to be honest with us. We won't turn you away. We never do." I told him, that boyish smile grew on his face before it fell as he turned to Scott.
" I got kicked out of school. They sent me to a psychologist for an evaluation." Liam said as he had this defeated look painting his face.
" What did they call it?" Scott asked him. Liam took a deep breath.
" Intermittent explosive disorder." Liam let loose those words.
" I.E.D.? You're an I.E.D.? That's great. That's great." Stiles said as the mindblowing problem before us.
" Hun, take it easy." I told him as I placed a calm hand on his chest.
" The disorder makes him a walking time bomb and with your powers going on the fritz, I don't want him to get close." Stiles said as he had this deminer about him.
" I promise not to hurt her, I don't want to hurt anyone." Liam said as I saw Stiles look at him and then at me.
" What do they give you for it?" Scott asked Liam.
" Risperdal. It's an antipsychotic. It makes me too tired, I'm not able to play Lacrosse with it. I don't take it at all." Liam says as Stiles groans.
" This is fan-fucking-tastic." Stiles said leaning his head into the crook of my neck. He lifted it and watched Liam.
" Okay. I think you should bail out of the game. Tell Coach your leg is still hurting." Scott tells him, but Liam shakes his head and gets up.
" No! No. I can do this- especially if you're there." Liam said pleading with Scott to play.
" But Liam... this isn't just about the game. We think whoever killed Demarco may have been on our team." Scott said as Liam gave a confused look.
" Who's Demarco?" Liam asked us.
" The bar guy who came with the keg. I found his body without a head." I say as I feel shivers down my back.
" We think the person who ordered the keg killed Demarco." Scott said as Liam perked a little. What did he know?
" Liam...? What, you know something? You can't keep us in the dark." I said as he took a breath.
" I don't know who ordered the keg... But I know who paid for it." Liam said as I clutched my stomach as my nerves shot me.
" It was Garrett." He informed us. I almost felt sick to my stomach at the thought of a teenager trying and succeeding to kill the supernatural.
" Oh, this sucks a harsh amount of dick." I groaned as I hit the wall with my back. School went by quickly before we let out. I went with Stiles as he was the one that brought me to school.
" We have to watch out for all of these murder-crazed idiots." I said hoping into the Jeep.
" But we also have to make sure that you are protected." Stiles said as he started up Roscoe. I turned to him as I sighed.
" You are right. I also don't know how my brother is doing." I told him as I pulled my phone out.
" You didn't have a chance to talk to him yet?" He asked as I shook my head.
" He's been trying to figure out what is going on with our wolf sides." I said as I began to type out a text.
'How is the whole figuring it out thing going? Any update on power flux? RH'
I hit send as I put my phone in my lap.
" Are you hungry at all? I noticed you haven't eaten all day." He told me as I went to tell him no, but my stomach growled loudly.
" You can't hide that from me, wolf-girl." He said as I chuckled.
" Fine, where are we going?" I asked as my phone buzzed. I picked it up and saw it was a text from Derek.
' Nothing, Braeden has been having trouble finding anything out as she is also jumbling to find Kate. My smell is gone and my hearing is starting to go. I'll keep you updated. DH.'
I groaned as Stiles pulled into a Chinese restaurant lot.
" He's dealing with the same power flux as I am. I'm worried." I said as I got out of the Jeep. Stiles took my hand after running to my side to meet me.
" It'll be alright. If I have to, I'll research as much as I can to help this." He said as I grew a little nervous. I smiled as I pushed that feeling down. He looked at my lips and gave me a small kiss. We took that afternoon to chow down and nourish our bodies. We left to go to his place and get ready. I got dressed in a red tank top and black jeans. I grabbed a leather vest after getting my boots on.
" We got a game to observe." I said as Stiles had keys in hand. The night sky grew bright as we made it to the field. We walked to the field as Stiles was trying to get ahold of his dad.
" Hey, Dad- you're supposed to be here. Where the hell are you?" Stiles asked as he stood by me. I watched his face go from worried to annoyed to calm.
" Alright, I'll see you soon." He said before getting off the phone.
" You going to be ok?" Stiles asked as I nodded.
" I'll try to be. My nerves are flashed." I said as he took my hands in his.
" It'll be ok. I promise. I won't let them hurt you." He told me before kissing my forehead. I relished in the warmth of it before he left to go to the field with his team mates. As I found my seat, I watched as Scott and Coach talked. I felt my heart jittering as the nerves came back harshly. I see the crowd growing.
" Hey, Liam! Think fast!" Brett yelled before throwing the ball.
" Holy hell." I mumbled under my breath, I watched as Coach sent the team out.
"Whoever is listening, protect them." I say under my breath.
" This is fucking nerve wreaking." I said to myself as I watched the game. I saw that Liam, that Brett kid, and Garrett ram into each other. Watching this happen was bad, I tried to focus my hearing, but nothing happened. I felt my breath catch in my throat.
" No, for the love of god, no." I whispered to myself, what was happening to me? I watched Liam walk up to Coach after talking with Scott. I got off the bleachers and went down when Stiles, Scott, and Liam gathered near them.
" I talked to Coach. I'm out for the rest of the game. What are you guys gonna do?" Liam asked us as Scott looked about.
" I don't know... Something's still not right. We're missing something." Scott said as I felt my phone buzz. I pulled it out of my pocket. I saw it was a message from Lydia.
" Guys...? Lydia just broke another third of the list." I said as I felt my heart drop, oh no! I gave my phone to Stiles.
" Am I on it?" Liam asked as he sounded nervous.
" No... But someone else is." Stiles said as he showed Brett's name.
" I don't know where he is!" Liam yelled as I groaned.
" Was he taken to the locker room?" I asked as Stiles nodded.
" We gotta bolt, we have to save him." I said as Stiles nodded while we began to scramble. We ran back towards the locker room inside the school. We saw the gym locker hallway and I pushed myself and caught my foot against the door.
"...I think you better call your dad." Scott said as Stiles and I scrambled into the locker room. Violet is on the ground unconscious.
" Can this shit just blow over?" I asked as I held the door.
" All of this is just getting crazier." Stiles said as he took a few deep breaths. My fear was settled deep in my blood as the thought of just students trying to kill us was enough, we don't know who wants to kill us.
" We. We have to get him. Out of here." I said as my heart was pacing fast. I pointed at an unconscious Brett.
" I have to call my brother." I said as I was almost clumsy as I pulled my phone out. I rang Derek as quickly as my hands could pull his contact up.
" Derek, we need you. Please tell me you are close?" I asked him.
" I'm here." Derek said as I jumped.
" Oh, thank god." I said as I ran up to him.
" We have to get him to Deaton. He was hurt badly." I said as he nodded. He went around me and picked up Brett.
" I'm going with you." Stiles said as he put his phone in his pocket.
" Ok." I say as he nods. Derek, Stiles, and I ran out with Brett in tow to my brother's hummer. We drove out of there so fast, I felt like my heart was going to explode.