𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ▸ Stiles Stilinski ¹

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Matt then brought them all to the jail cell area so Stiles could handcuff his father to one of the bars.

"Tighter," Matt ordered, holding the gun to his head.

"Do what he says, Stiles," his dad said, not wanting his son to get shot.

Reluctantly, Stiles tightened the handcuffs and Matt shoved the three of them out of the room, leaving Noah alone in the cell.

They walked through the police station and saw a bunch of dead police officers bodies in one of the halls with their blood coving the walls.

"Jesus Christ, Matt," Brie said after seeing it.

"What, are you going to kill everyone in here?" Scott asked, the anger evident in his voice.

"No, that's what Jackson's for," he replied. "I just think about killing them, and he does it."

He shoved them away from the corridor and towards the sheriff's office that they were just in.

He sat on a chair in front of them with his gun, watching as they destroyed all the evidence they had to prove it was Matt that murdered everyone.

Stiles was at the computer, deleting all the files. Once he was finished he said, "Deleted. And we're done. And, so, Matt since all the people you brutally murdered deserved it because they killed you first, whatever that means, we're good here, right?"

"As much as I enjoyed this experience I agree with Stiles," Brie said with a fake smile.

"I'll just get my dad, and we'll go," Stiles continued. "You know, you continue on he whole vengeance thing. Enjoy the Kanima."

Just as he finished talking, the headlights of a car could be seen pulling up outside the police station.

"Sounds like your mom's here, McCall," Matt said, turning to the boy.

"Matt, don't do this," Scott said. "When she comes in the door, I'll just tell her to leave. I'll tell her we didn't find anything. Please, Matt."

"If you don't move..." Matt said, cutting himself off my laughing. "... Now, I'm gonna kill Stiles first, then Brie, and then your mom."

"Do it," Brie said, taking a step forward. "See what happens to you."

"I'd like to see what you, a human, could do to me," Matt said to her.

"You'd be surprised."

"Just leave it Brie," Scott said. "Do what he says."

They went to the room outside the Sheriffs office to let Scott's mom in.

"Open it," Matt ordered.

"Please," Scott pleaded.

Matt didn't care. "Open the door."

Reluctantly, Scott did as he was told. But it wasn't his mother at the door.

It was Derek.

"Oh, thank God," Scott said after seeing him.

But he didn't move. He only fell on the floor on his back. Completely paralysed.

Jackson appeared from behind him.

Matt bent down over Derek to look at him.

"This is the one controlling him?" Derek said, unamused. "This kid?"

"Well, Derek, not everyone's lucky enough to be a big, bad werewolf," Matt replied. "Oh, yeah, that's right. I've learned a few things lately. Werewolves, hunters, Kanimas. It's like a frickin' Halloween party every full moon."