lost soul [teen wolf]

[chapter thirty one] a slice of chaos

"Now, I will ask one. More. Time." Aires whispered in a low voice. "Who. Sent. You?"

"I- No- Nobody! I- I swear!" A strangled sob rushed out from the man's lips. Sweat raced down his forehead as he frantically thrashed about underneath the ropes grip.

The Hale sighed, slowly shaking her head as she started to approach the man. "Here's the thing, sweetie. I just don't believe you."

"NOBODY SENT ME. I DON'T WORK FOR ANYONE, JUST PLEASE, LET ME GO."

With a small shake of her head, the man began to cry hysterically, mumbling incoherent words under his breath. Aires rolled her green eyes in annoyance, the man was no more than an inconvenience to her.

"Oh dear god, SHUT UP." She whined, narrowing her eyes in disgust.

The man's cries grew louder as he accepted his fate, he knew there was no way he was going to get away alive.

"Listen here, I know somebody sent you, i'm not stupid. My only question is, who? The coven are dead, the Elites are dead, the ancessestors too. So why is it that you came stumbling into town asking for me?"

"You killed the Elites? The Elites as in the most powerful coven in the world?" Heasked in between sobs.

"Yeah, I killed them. Just like I'm gonna kill you if you don't give me my answers. There's nobody else that's after me. I stole the necklace from the ancestors, that gives me full control of the other side, the side where all dead supernaturals go. I am the only one who can travel to and from the world of the afterlife. I killed my coven, I killed my ancesstors who were stupid enough to not think of a way to contain me in the world of the dead. And yes, I killed the Elites, the so-called 'most powerful coven in the world'. But, I didn't kill all of them. I only killed their leader. See, here's the thing with magic and covens. The leader of powerful covens usually ties their life to the rest of their smaller leaders. So if the main leader dies, all the others will too. Its kinda stupid right?"

Aires giggled, flipping her blonde curls over her shoulder as she knelt in front of the man tied in the chair.

"My whole life I've been hunted and quite frankly I was sick of it. So, I killed everyone who wanted to kill me, it was very easy as well. See, i'm not a vampire anymore, when the coven tried to kill me they broke my vampire side, like when an alpha uses all their strength to heal someone they no longer are alphas, they become betas. But I didn't lose any of my power, I just lost my vampire side. I may not be a heretic anymore, but that won't stop me from killing like one. So once again I'll ask, who sent you?"

"De- D- Derek." The man whispered.

Anger burned from inside of the girl. This was not the first time Derek had someone try and find her, this was now the second. And it pissed her off.

"He shouldn't have done that, because no your the one who's going to have to suffer from it."

Before he had time to comprehend what she had said, Aires pulled a knife from her pocket and plunged it deep into his chest, leaving the main gasping for air. She slowly twisted it around, creating rushes of blood to stain her delicate hands. Suddenly, the man's body went limp in the chair, his eyes frozen in horror as all the life was drained from him.

Aires sighed, pulled out the knife and threw it to her side, muttering a small spell under her breath, she watched as a flame appeared on the weapon, slowly burning it to small pieces. She turned her attention back to the body in front of her, pondering what she should do with it. She could burn it, or, she could do something that nobody in Beacon Hills has ever seen.