I was in Stiles' room happily kissing him as he was taking his button shirt off while I was in my bra and black pants.
" Fuck this is hot." Stiles said as I smiled. My eyes glowed with lust as I let my hands run over his pectorals. My phone rings and I groan.
" Shut it off." I groaned as Stiles huffed. I felt him move and answer the call.
" Yeah." He says as I felt him shot up.
" Lydia's at the school." He said as I went wide-eyed. He quickly got a shirt on.
" The hell?" I asked as I got my red shirt and jacket. I rode with him to the school. We see Scott and Allison with a wary Lydia. I get out of the Jeep and go to her.
" Another feeling?" I asked as she nodded frantically.
" It's the same thing- same thing as the pool. I got into the car heading somewhere totally different, and ended up here." She said as she looked afraid of what her ability did. We still don't know what she is.
"...And you told me to call you or Raven if there's a dead body." She said as I nodded. I pulled her in a hug. She took it.
" You found a dead body?" Stiles asked her confused.
" Not yet… I know it's here." She insisted as I let my eyes change to look about and inhaled deeply. I do smell blood. A lot of it.
" "Not yet?" What do you mean, "Not yet?" Lydia, you're supposed to call us after you find the dead body." Stiles objected to her. I huffed at the annoyance of this all. Dead bodies and bloodshed.
" Oh, no. I'm not doing that again. You find the dead body from now on." Lydia replied to him with more annoyance on her face.
" How are we supposed to find the dead body? You're always the one finding the dead body!" Stiles exclaimed. I see over at Scott, who is staring dead ahead.
" I found the dead body." Scott said as we see a dead body on the school sign. I see Stiles' face fall.
" Tara." Stiles said in shock. The deputy.
" Stiles?" I asked as I see tears slowly come down his face.
" She helped me with my homework when I had trouble." He said as I brought him into my embrace which he returned just as quick. He stayed in my arms for a few.
" We got this Sti. I'm not leaving you in this time of distress." I said to him before taking him to his Jeep and sitting him down. I pulled my phone out and called his Dad.
" You are going to want to come to the school. There is a dead body. It's Tara." I told him over the phone. It wasn't long before the school had cops swarming about. Stiles and I were forced to leave along with Allison, Scott, and Lydia.
" This is all kinds of fucked up." I ay as Stiles drove.
" Can you stay the night? Please?" He asked as I nodded.
" Of course." I replied. We got back to his house and went inside. He lead me upstairs and I removed my clothes leaving me in my bra and underwear. We laid down.
" Want me to hold you?" I asked as he removed all of his clothes but his boxers. He nodded and got under the blanket. I pulled him to me with his back facing my front.
" Thank you Rave." Stiles said sadly. I kissed his back and let my super heat lull him to sleep. I soon fell asleep after him. I didn't dream at all, just waking periodically to check on him. When it was time to wake up, I got in the shower and soon Stiles joined me. We washed and rinsed each other. I got out before drying off and going to the spare drawer he had. I put on a pair of black shorts and a red racerback tank top. I grabbed my black jacket as Stiles came out in a towel.
" You going to be ok?" I asked as he sighed.
" When all this killing is solved yeah. Just have to make it one step at a time." He told me before placing a kiss on my cheek. I placed my hand where he kissed it and smiled softly. I put on my black lipstick and put my hair in a braided bun. After pulling my knee-high black leather combat boots on, I rode with him to get my favorite coffee and breakfast sandwich. We arrived at the school. I saw his Dad.
" What can you hear?" Stiles asked as I tried to focus my hearing.
" Oh no." I said as he saw me. Stiles quickly pulled his bookbag up to block our faces, but his dad caught us. Damn it!
"I know what you're thinking. I know you've got all these ideas about patterns and people dying in threes." Noah says as Stiles interjects.
" Dad, murdered, okay? Sacrificed, actually!" Stiles exclaimed.
" All these people are dying and we can't do jack! There has to be something concrete right?" I asked as his dad sighed in contempt.
" I've got half the state, including the FBI, coming in on this. They're not getting away with killing one of our own." Noah replied as I rubbed the back of my head. I felt constrained by all of this. Who was killing all these innocent people? And what fucking reason do they have for it!
" Dad, they killed Tara. You know, how many times did she help me with my math homework when I had to wait at the station for you?" Stiles asked as he was pleading with his dad to help him. Noah then lets out a sigh of defeat.
" Just, uh... get to class, okay? Raven, please keep him standing." Noah said as I smiled. I linked arms with Stiles as I leaned my head on his shoulder.
" I'll never abandon him. I love him too much." I said before looking up at him. Stiles gave me a small smile.
" I love you that much more." He replied as I blinked slowly to show my love.
" Thank you." Noah replied before bailing on us.
" We have to figure this out before more people get killed." I said as we walked away.
" I know. I don't know what to do." Stiles replied as he then gave me a tight hug. I returned it with much hope. We then went to Miss Blake's class. I sat in front of Stiles.
" Idioms, analogies, metaphors, and similes...All tools the writer uses to tell their story." Miss Blake said as she walked about. I had my homework out with my sketch pad. I was drawing the triskele on my back on the paper.
" Lydia, I wasn't aware you had so many hidden talents...?" The teacher said as I looked back to see Lydia sketching the same tree as before.
" You and every guy I've ever dated." Lydia replied as being the imprompt girl I knew. I absolutely loved the quip.
" Oh. Um, well, that was an idiom, by the way." Miss Blake replied before continuing.
" Idioms are something of a secret to the people who know the language or the culture. They're phrases that only make sense if you know keywords. Saying "jump the gun" is meaningful only if you know about the starting gun in a race. Or, a phrase like, "seeing the whole board..." " She spoke clear as day. I can smell Stiles being nervous.
" Like chess." Stiles muttered as he was frustrated.
" That's right, Stiles. Do you play?" She asked him with interest.
" Uh, no. My father does." He replied blandly not interested in what she was saying.
" Now, when does an idiom become a cliché...?" She asked aloud. I heard Scott talking as I looked slightly back so Scott knew I was listening.
" I think I can get to Ethan. I'm pretty sure I can make him talk." Scott said as I smirked.
" What do you want to do that for?" Stiles asked as I was curious about this.
" The Druids are Emissaries, right? So, what if the Darach was an Emissary to the Alphas?" Scott asked me, then looked at Stiles.
" You are right. Emissaries are only known by the Alpha." I said low as Scott nodded.
" That could be true. What if it's revenge?" I asked Scott, who looked to think before Stiles spoke up.
" Okay, first of all, I cannot believe we've gotten to the point where a sentence like, "What if the Darach was an Emissary to the Alphas?" actually makes sense to me." Stiles says overwhelmed.
" Second of all, we're gonna have a huge problem getting to Ethan." Stiles interjected Scott's idea.
" What's that?" Scott asked worried.
" Going through Aiden. Ever since he's been back at school, they're always together. How are we gonna separate them again?" Stiles asked as an imaginary lightbulb hit my brain.
" I think I have an idea boys." I said as I saw them look surprised. The moment I turned to Lydia she looked up at me.
"..What now?" She asked worried as I gave her a pleading look. She nodded after a sigh.
" You and I need another shopping trip." She said as the bell rang. I smirked at her and nodded. She walked out of class.
" Told you." I said as they shrugged. We found Ethan in the corridor and practically cornered him.
" We need to talk." I told him as he stood firm.
" Why are you even talking to me? I helped kill your friend. How do you know I'm not gonna kill another one?" Ethan said as he looked at Stiles. Fuck no.
" Is he looking at me? Are you threatening me? Do you know what I'm gonna do? I'm going to break off an extra-large branch of mountain ash, wrap it in wolfsbane, roll it in mistletoe, and shove it up your freaking ass." Stiles said defensively.
"Threaten him and I'll show you a true Hale's rage you son of a." I growled as Scott stopped us.
" Whoa, Stiles! Raven! Okay, we get it." Scott said patting my shoulder before Stiles held me close to him and pressed a kiss on my forehead.
" We're talking to you because I know that you didn't want to kill Boyd. And I think that if something like that happened now, you wouldn't do it again." Scott told him as Ethan let out a sigh.
" You don't know what we owe them- especially Deucalion. We weren't like Kali and Ennis when we met him. We weren't Alphas." Ethan said as I smirked at him.
" What were you?" Scott asked him. Ethan looked at me as I perked my head up.
"...Omegas. In actual wolf packs, Omegas are the scapegoats- the last to eat, the one who has to take the abuse from the rest of the pack." Ethan explained to them. I knew this all too fucking well.
" So, you and your brother were, like, the bitches of the pack?" Stiles asked him.
" Something like that." He replied sounding offended.
" What happened? What was so brutal that you two became what you were?" I asked as he stared at me with intent.
" They were killers. I mean, people talk about us as monsters. Well, they were the ones who gave us the reputation... And our Alpha was the worst of them." He said even more upset.
" Why didn't you just fight back? Form Voltron-Wolf, you know? Kick everyone's asses?" Stiles asked an honest question.
" We couldn't. We didn't know how to control it back then." Ethan explained his brother and his situation to us.
" Deucalion taught you." Scott says as Ethan nods.
" And then, we fought. We took down the whole pack, one by one. And, by the time we got to our Alpha, he was begging for his life. And we tore him apart. Literally." Ethan said with malice dripping practically like venom.
" What about your Emissary? They're all dead? Kali and Ennis' too?" I asked him as he nodded.
" All of them except for Deucalion's." Ethan confessed to us. Fucking fantastic!
" You mean Morrell?" Stiles asked him before Ethan grabbed his chest and hissed in pain.
" What? What's wrong? Are you hurt?" Scott asked the Alpha. Ethan looked up kind of distracted.
" Not me- my brother." Ethan spoke quickly. We followed him to see a grueling sight that made me almost shift and tear Aiden apart.
" Back off dog!" I snarled as I stood in front of my sister, who had been hurt by him.
" You can't do this!" Ethan screamed at his brother. I bared my fangs at him with my ruby glare dead set to kill.
" She came at me!" Aiden growled through his fangs. I didn't care.
" It doesn't matter! Kali gave Derek until the next full moon. You can't touch him or them." Ethan said trying to calm the situation. I took a step forward and stared Aiden hard in the eyes. My fangs were gone and my eyes still glowing bright ruby. My wolf coming forward in my voice.
" Come at my family again or at my friends with violent intent and I'll make sure you can't walk." I growled harshly as he took a step back. Stiles came to my side.
" I'd listen to her." Stiles told him before the Alpha Twins left. I turned to Cora as my eyes fade to their forest green. I helped Cora sit up.
" Cora! Are you fucking crazy!" I said as I helped her up.
" I swear you are nuts. Being as you are going to be 18 soon. I get it." I told her as I helped her to the sink and grabbed some paper towels.
" Looks like a small bump, but she looks to be healing." I told the three of them.
" She doesn't look okay…" Lydia said as I see it healing slow. She was right.
" I'll heal." Cora grumbled as I cleaned her wound.
" I said, I'm fine." She grumbled at my boyfriend.
" Cora, calm down." I said as Stiles prompted another question.
" Do you realize how suicidally crazy that was? What were you thinking, going after them?" Stiles told her as she stood tall.
" I did it for Boyd! None of you were doing anything." She spat at us with anger. I know that anger. The rage of a Hale is always harsh.
" We're trying-." Scott tried to ease my sister, but it only made her more mad.
" And you're failing. You're just a bunch of stupid teenagers, running around, thinking that you can stop people from getting killed. But all you do is show up late. All you really do is find the bodies." Cora yelled at them. Ok, that's it!
" Cora! A word." I said as I took her by the arm and away from my friends and boyfriend.
" I know we Hales act on impulse, but you got to understand. There is a lot more at play than the Alpha Pack. Having to balance all of this fuckery is beyond wild." I said as I crossed my arms. She huffed and looked at the three talking.
" Your friends and boyfriend seem to be sitting about." She said as I sighed and covered my eyes.
" We are doing all we can with as much information as we can obtain." I said taking my hand away from my face.
" We have to stop them. Please." She said as I nodded. I brought her into my embrace and whispered low.
" I know. Something tells me we have a bigger problem coming." I told her before pulling away. Stiles came up.
" Let's get her home." He said as I nodded.
" Sorry sis. Can't have you causing trouble." I told her as she glowered at me. We walked to Stiles' Jeep and hopped in. Stiles' phone began to ring as we left the parking lot. It was Allison.
" Hey, what's going on?" I asked as I answered it and put it on speaker.
" We know the pattern! Virgins. Warriors. Healers. Philosophers." Allison exclaimed.
" Philosophers?" Stiles asked concerned.
"And guardians... Which, after last night, has to mean something, like, law enforcement, right?" Allison asked as I had a feeling it was going down the road I thought. His dad!
" Stiles, you have to tell your dad. Tell him whatever you need, but you have to get him to believe. Tell your dad. Warn him." Allison pleaded with him.
" Okay, okay, okay. I know." Stiles replied before I see the worry on his face. He ends the call and I see him grip the steering wheel.
" What are you gonna do?" Cora asked in the back seat. Oh no! I know what!
" I'm gonna tell him the truth." He said it fast and then looked at me.
" Don't you dare." I said to him, and he sighed.
" And I'm gonna need your help. Both of you." He replied to my plead. I rubbed my temples and groaned.
" Oh fuck me sideways in a river." I groaned as he continued to drive. We got to his house and we see his Dad's car in the drive.
" Let the games begin." I said as we all got out. Stiles came over to me and gave me a deep kiss that I felt weak in the knees.
" What was that for?" I asked him.
" A kiss for our bravery. Something to take the nerves away." He replied to me. I nodded and we head inside.
" Hey, Dad?" Stiles asked as we see his Dad with his keys.
" Hey kid, I'm about to head out, someone's been taken at the school." Noah tells him, but Stiles stops him.
" Dad, I have something to tell you. Please." Stiles begged his Dad. He sighs and we all head up to his room. Stiles begins to pace the room as his Dad stands in the corner. I'm sitting on a computer chair and Cora is on the bed.
"Okay, okay, okay, okay...Yes! Okay." Stiles stammers but sounds panicked.
" Nooo, oh…" Stiles starts but stops again, oh bother. I just watch as Stiles tries to figure out how to pull the wool off his Dad's eyes to the supernatural.
" Stiles?" Noah asked his son impatiently.
" Dad, I'm sorry, okay? I'm just... I'm trying to... I'm just trying to figure out how to start, here." Stiles says as he looked overwhelmed. I hated seeing him like this.
" Hey, I don't have this kind of time." Nolah says as Stiles speaks up quickly.
" Um... For the last year, you've had all these cases that you couldn't figure out, right? I mean, all the murders involving Kate Argent, and then Matt killing all the people that drowned him, and all these murders right now! It's like it's like you've been playing a losing game." Stiles starts and continues in a calm manner. Good start. I see and smell the frustration on his Dad's face.
" Stiles, the last thing I need right now is a job performance review from my own son." Noah says with some anger in his voice.
" I know, okay? See, but that's…" Stiles says before looking over at me. I see next to me a chessboard. I grab it and hand it over to him. He nods in thanks to me.
" That's just it, Dad. The-the reason that you're losing the game is 'cause you've never been able to see the whole board!" He said as I can see an idea forming with him. He opens the chessboard and I see the pieces. He lifts up the queen and looks at me, then back at his Dad.
" I need to show you the whole board." He tells him. I watch for about ten minutes as Stiles color-coats sticky notes with names on pieces of the chess game. His Dad looks confused as hell and overwhelmed.
"Scott, Raven and Derek are Werewolves?" He said as he looked at Stiles.
" Yes!" Stiles says optimistically.
" And Kate Argent was a Werewolf?" Noah says as Stiles shook his head.
" Hunter. That's- purple's "Hunter." " Stiles said holding Kate's piece. Fucking bitch of a person.
" Along with Allison and her father." Cora spoke up as I chilled back. I'm ready for the gunfire.
" Yeah. And... and my friend Deaton, the veterinarian, is a Kanima?" Noah said as I can sense the anger in him coming through.
" Well, no. No, no, no, no. He's a Druid, okay? Well, we think." Stiles said as I smirked.
" So, who's the Kanima?" Noah asked us.
" Jackson." Stiles replied.
" No, Jackson's a Werewolf." Noah said before I spoke up. I hated being silent over this.
" Jackson was the Kanima first, and then my Uncle Peter and Derek killed him, and he came back to life as a Werewolf. Now, he's in London… Real smart play on his parent's part." I said trying to liven things, but it failed badly.
" Who's the Darack?" Noah asked confused.
" It's Darach." Stiles corrected him.
" We don't know and I do have my list of suspects." I say as I got up and stood near the wall.
" But he was killed by Werewolves?" Noah asked as he looked at me before looking at Stiles.
" We believe he was slashed up and left for dead." Stiles says as I nodded.
" ...Why was Jackson the Kanima?" Noah asked us as I sighed. This was going either great or fucked for us and I can't for sure fucking tell.
" 'Cause sometimes, the shape that you take reflects the person that you are." Stiles told him as I see the Sheriff frowed his brow.
" And what shape would an increasingly confused and angrier-by-the-second father take?" Noah asked Stiles, I looked at him.
"..Uh, that would be more of an expression like the one you're currently wearing…" Stiles says as Noah nods. He gets up to leave. Plan B time!
" Dad- Dad, would you-" Stiles begged. His dad turns to us.
" I can prove it, okay? Look, she's one of them. A Werewolf!" Stiles explains as he points to both Cora and I. Noah yells at his son. I felt hurt about this.
"Dad, can you please just hold on?" Stiles begs his Dad.
" You ready?" Stiles asked my sister and I. I nod.
" All right, Dad, just watch this, okay?" Stiles tells him. I'm ready to shift and show him when I see Cora fall to the ground. I lift her head up to see her wound bleeding. That's not supposed to happen!
" Call an ambulance." I begged them. Noah gets his phone going as I check over Cora. She isn't waking up.
" Cora!" I begged her to wake up. I waited with her in my arms till the paramedics took her. I cried as I watched them cart her away before Stiles turned me to him so I could cry in his chest.
" What's wrong with her?" I begged Stiles to tell me but he just held tighter.
" I don't know." Stiles tells me before we part and went to the hospital to check on her.
" This is all fucked up." I say as we get there quickly.
" Why is this happening?" I asked myself. I felt hot and angry. I see Stiles on the phone but before too long he gets off of it.
" It was philosophers this whole time. Not guardians." Stiles tells me as I was still slightly shaken up. We find his dad.
" What did you see the night at the bank, when Scott was trying to save Deaton?" Stiles asked his Dad as we walked the hall.
" Nothing." Noah said to us as we walked.
" Dad, you saw him healing himself after he tried crossing the mountain ash." Stiles explained to him.
" I don't know what I saw-" Noah said as Stiles perked up. His dad had to believe us for god sake.
" You saw something that you can't explain!" Stiles barked at his dad, who turned to him.
" Stiles, I have seen a lot of things I can't explain in this town. That doesn't make 'em supernatural, and it doesn't make 'em real. They just found another body. That's real- and that's the lead I'm following." Noah tells us. I was looking down at my hands.
" Yeah, and another teacher's going to die if you don't start listening to me." Stiles said before Noah turned to us.
" I am listening! I have been listening!" Noah yelled at his son in frustration. I grabbed Stiles' hand out of reassurance.
"...You just don't believe." Stiles said low as can be.
" Mom would've believed me." Stiles said sadly.
" Stiles, let it go for now." I told him as my phone rang. It was Derek. Thank god. I picked it up.
" Get to the hospital." I told my brother with haste and worry in my voice.
" I'm on my way." He said as I heard a car door close.
" There is something massive going on in the background. Cora's down and the Darach is still out there." I said leaning on a wall. Stiles stopped in front of me.
" Go and make sure everything is safe." Derek said before hanging up. I felt my heart rate picking up. I looked at Stiles with fear in my eyes.
" My sister could be dying." I said as Stiles pulled me to him quickly to calm me down. As I got my breathing to ease. I smelt my brother. I pulled away from Stiles and went to my brother, we stared at one another before embracing.
" Get going. I'll make sure Cora's ok." Derek whispered to me. I pulled away and nodded.
" Stay alive." I told him before leaving with Stiles. It felt like forever before we reached the school. The winds were slowly picking up and it worried me. Stiles and I made our way to the auditorium where the service was going on.
" Where's Lydia?" I asked as I didn't see her. Scott and Stiles looked around the room.
" She's gone?" I asked Scott. He went wide-eyed and we ran out of there.
" Lydia?" Stiles called out. My best friend is missing?
" Lydia!" Scott called out to her. I cupped my hands over my mouth and shouted,
"Lydia! Can you hear me? Red!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.
" Anything?" Stiles asked me. I sent two texts to her phone.
" She's not answering texts. What do we do? Lydia, please. I can't lose my best friend." I said as I rang her phone and got nothing. Fuck!
" My calls are going to voicemail." I said as tears were streaming down my face. She can't die!
" Scott? Raven?" Stiles asked as he tried to calm us. I looked around panicked as I felt my knees buckling. Then it happened, a loud shrill scream that made me fall to my knees as I groaned in pain.
" Fuck that was loud!" I said as I got up. I see Scott looking towards the opposite side of campus.
" Let's go!" Scott yelled as I nodded. I felt the heat of my eyes glowing with anger.
" Right!" I replied as we ran. Scott and I ran into the room of horrors. I shifted and roar with Scott as I saw Miss Blake holding Lydia hostage with a garrott around her throat. I looked to see Noah with a dagger in his shoulder. He looked shocked, to say the least. I focused back on Miss Blake before running at her only to be slapped into a wall. God fuck! Scott tried the same and got slammed to the back of the room. I felt blood coming out of my lip. I see her slide a desk to stop Stiles from getting in. My vision was slightly blurred as I saw Miss Blake walk slowly to Noah. No!
" There was a girl... Years ago, we found her in the woods, her face and body slashed apart. That was you, wasn't it?" He asked her as she smiled devilishly. Noah held his gun up.
" Maybe I should've started with philosophers- with knowledge and strategy." Miss Blake said with grit in her voice. I watched Noah fire his gun at her knee. I watched it fucking heal.
" Healers…" She growled before strutting to him and pulling him up with the blade still in his shoulder. He yelled out in pain as she slammed him into the chair and disarmed him.
" Warriors…" She growled as she plucked his badge off of him. I tried to get up to help him.
" Guardians." She continued before crushing the badge and tossing it aside.
" Virgins." She whispered before I see her kiss him. I watched her morph into this bald and clawed-up thing and scream before crashing through a window with Noah. I got up with anger seething from me.
"..Dad?" Stiles called out to the broken glass. I went over to Lydia and got her free.
" This ends now." I growled as Lydia nodded that she was ok. I went over to a panicked Stiles and got him focused.
" I'll find him. On Selene's grave, I'll find him if I have to strangle that fucking bitch's neck to find his location. You aren't going to lose your dad." I said as my eyes burned with my newest resolve. He nodded as I pulled my phone out and speed-dialed Derek.
" Are you ok?" Derek's voice rang through my ears as I shifted back, but my wolf was still present in my voice.
" We have to talk and it's about your girlfriend, she's been a snake in disguise the entire time. She's the Darach." I said to him before telling him to meet us at the Loft to explain further.
" We have a snake to cage." I told Scott and Stiles. We got Lydia out of there and got her to Allison.
" Things are going to get heavy. Stay safe and stay alive." I told Argent before leaving with Scott and Stiles. My hand in his. I wasn't going to let my promise go to waste. There's a storm coming and I feel it's going to be horrific.