The music is bumping loudly throughout the club and I'm moving wherever my body wants to go.
"Ariana, can you hear me?"
I'd never felt so free in my life and it feels great. I feel like all the worries in the world are gone. Like everything's okay.
"Yeah Scott, have Lydia and Stiles got the deal?" I whisper to him, knowing he's heard considering the fact his wolf hearing is better than any other.
It also brings me back to the fact that not everything is okay. And we have a mission we have to do.
"No, but they're looking for us. And they've found us. Give Malia and Kira the signal."
I look over to Malia and Kira and we all nod to each other. Kira takes one girl down, while Scott and Malia take other guys. I take on a man with a gun and even though he is towering over me, I still take him down.
Although, I am a banshee and am Lydia's cousin. I was taught to fight like an Argent by Allison and Chris. And I feel more powerful than ever.
All three of us walk into a room. Along with everyone else, I look side to side, back to back, to see if any body will come up. Fog starts coming into the hall we are in. It feels powerful and I know it's bad when Malia & Scott fall to the grown and Scott screams out it's wolfsbane and to look out.
It doesn't effect me and Kira and a man comes up to us and knocks Kira to the floor when she tried to hit him. Right when I'm about to hit him, he grabs my wrist and throws me to the ground with the other three.
Infront of us, a Latina women and two other men stand.
"Someone who has been out for only a few months should be more careful with facing a hunter of 40 years." Speaks the women, mostly to Scott.
"All we want is Derek." Says Scott.
Right, here we are all the way out in Mexico looking for Derek Hale. The man who always has his panties in a twist.
I feel like the women has read my mind because right after she says, "my Lobito, you're a long ways from home."
Oh really?
I look to my side and see Malia and Scott struggling against the smoke. The sight of any of my loved ones being like that makes me wanna loose my mind. I just want to get up and attack the women and her little body guards. But I know it won't be better for us.
She smirks down at us. Oh she makes me wanna-
"You don't know where he is either."
I look at Scott. Then back to her. Her smirk drops and she leans over and tazes Scott right into his stomach.
I can't help the angerness now. I get out and smack one of the men hard but it only makes it worse. He grabs me by my shoulder and slams me down. And then I was the next one to gets tazzed. Then everything goes black.
-
"I have to admit, I don't have much experience with banshees."
I don't know how I got here, but I'm sitting with Lydia and the old women having tea.
"That makes all of us." says Lydia, I look over to her and her head is down.
She looks up at me and gives me a small and quick smile.
"We don't have much experience being one." I say speaking up.
Me and Lydia are related and we are alike in most things. But I am much more bolder than Lydia.
"I have a feeling you both underestimate your abilities." She takes a sip of her tea. Oh, how I wish I could just pour all that tea on her. Maybe she'll melt.
"Trust me, you'd have better luck with tarot cards."
"Let's find out."
I look at Lydia then tilt my head at the women.
"Tell me, which one of these men are about to die."
My eyes widen and my mouth drops. I look over to the two men. How could she just kill one of them and ask me and Lydia who she thinks is gonna die?! She's out of her mind.
"How does it work?" She grabs an orange and a knife. I watch her hands cut the orange in pieces.
"Do you need to touch them, maybe I can give you something they own."
She puts down the knife but still keeps a good grip on it.
"Or is it just a feeling?" She smiles.
She's evil.
"We told you, we don't know." I continue to look at her fingers on the knife.
What Lydia said was the truth, we don't know.
"Just how close to death do they have to be?"
She taps the knife slowly over and over again. And I know what's happening next.
The women throws the knife straight to one of the guys. Lydia stands up and screams. I don't scream but I do stand up. I gasp at the knife to the mans body. I scream at the women,
"Why'd you do that for?!"
She only smiles at me, "he stole from me."
"What do you want?" Whispers Lydia, still looking at the man on the ground.
"Right now, I want to know about Scott McCall. I want to know what kind of alpha he really is."
-
Two men push me and Lydia into a room and the first thing we see is Scott chained down to a chair.
"Oh god." Lydia whispers.
The two men strap me and Lydia down to a chair the way Scott is.
I look at Scott, trying to ask him what's going on. But all he shows me is hurt and sorrow in his eyes.
"Let them go, you've got me, just let them go."
Scott is trying to get us out of this, and I love him endlessly for that. He's like my older brother.
Just then they pull Kira in and it looks like she's about to cry. And it feels like a sick game.
"This is a test, Lobito. Let's see if you pass. We're going to ask some questions. You answer them, nobody gets hurt. You don't answer, we turn on the dial." She exclaims.
He looks at Kira, "Do what they say. Okay? Whatever they want. I can take it."
"So we don't know where Derek is. We want to find him as well. You know who took him."
"What? How would I know that?"
"That doesn't sound like an answer to me."
"We don't know." I speak up, "why do you think we came here?"
She smirks, "Kira, turn the dial."
She shakes her her and refuses to even look at it.
"Should we turn the dial on the banshee's instead?"
"No, no! Do it, Kira. Do it." Scott says.
"Let's start at one."
Kira turns the dial up to one and it begins to shock Scott.
I start to tear up and tears stream down my face as I watch him. I can't stand seeing him hurt.
"Concentrate, tell me! Who actually has Derek? Who had a reason, a vendetta particular to the Hales?"
"I said I don't know." Scott grunts out.
"Oh, you don't know because you haven't figured it out yet! So think! Who could've taken him? Tres."
He looks at Kira as she refuses to turn the dial, "It's okay." He reassures her.
"Who had the power? The power of a shapeshifter?!" She yells.
"I don't know."
He grunts and I start to cry even harder, along with Lydia and Kira.
"Oh, someone who could have turned without you knowing. Turned, but not by a bite!"
" I don't know!"
"Diez!" She screams at Kira, "Diez!"
"Can you get turned by a scratch?"
"If the claws go deep enough."
"Say the name, Scott."
He looks up slowly.
"Kate."
-
"So you're just letting us out?"
All 5 of us walk out following the women and her "body guard."
"Don't push it, Scott." I mumble.
I wait at the jeep and lean against it with the other 3. We all watch Scott and the old women talk. Every other time, Scott looks confused. I'm the first to speak up.
"What do you think they're talking about?"
"I don't know, but let's find out." Says Stiles while walking up to Scott.
"So what now?"
"She thinks she knows a place where we can find Kate."
Malia gets off the car, "did she tell us where?"
"Actually, she's giving us a guide."
At that moment, a light skinned women pulls up on a motorcycle and takes her helmet off.
Oh. She's badass. I wish I had a motorcycle, but the others don't trust me with one. But they trust me with fighting all these supernatural creatures. Okay then.
"You know her?"
"Braeden."
"Who's Braeden?"
Lydia steps up, "an mercenary."
"Right now, I'm the only one who's gonna take you to la iglesia."
"The church?"
"Where's the church?"
"It's not a place you'll find God."
And we're on the ride..
-
Throughout the ride, we have to explain to Malia and Kira who Kate is, the Hale family. And right when Lydia calls Kate a bitch, the jeep breaks down.
Scott takes off with Braeden and we stay to help Stiles with the jeep. I worry about Scott. He's like an older brother, I say that so many times, but it'd kill me if he got hurt...just like it killed me when Allison died..
After having to chase Malia after she chased something down and all of us leaving right away we got to the church. And it was the most shocking thing in the world.
"Is that him, is that Derek?"
"Sort of.."
Right when he picks his head up, it's not Derek fully..
But teenage Derek.