During school the next day, Allison and Lucy met up with Scott and Stiles in the library between a set of shelves on separate sides. Allison passed a tablet through the shelf for the boys to see. "It's everything Lydia and Lu could translate. And trust me, they were pretty confused."
Scott nodded while still looking a it. "Yeah, what'd you tell her?"
Allison glanced at Lucy and she stifled a laugh. "That we were part of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures."
"I am part of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures," Stiles informed seriously.
Lucy laughed softly while Allison frowned at him. "O--oh. Great."
Scott let out a sigh. "Okay, does it say how to find out who's controlling him?"
Lucy shook her head. "Not that I could find out. Stiles, you were right about the murders, though."
Stiles pumped a fist in the air. "Yes!"
Allison continued reading. "It calls the kanima a weapon of vengeance. There's a story about this South American priest who uses the kanima to execute murderers in his village--"
"Alright, see?" Stiles said. "So maybe it's not all that bad."
Lucy frowned at him and Allison continued. "Until the bond grew strong enough that it killed whoever he wanted to."
Stiles shook his head. "All bad, all very, very bad."
Allison nodded. "Here's the thing, though. The kanima's actually supposed to be a werewolf. But it can't be--"
""Until it resolves that in its past which manifested"," Scott finished.
Stiles scoffed. "Okay, if that means that Jackson could use a few thousand hours of therapy, I could've told you that myself."
"What if--It has something to do with his real parents? His real parents," Allison said.
Lucy frowned, turning to her. "Wait. Jackson is adopted? What happened to them?"
Stiles glanced at her. "Lydia might know."
Scott frowned. "What if she doesn't know anything?"
Allison shrugged. "Well, he doesn't have a restraining order against me or Lu, so--we'll talk to him ourselves."
Stiles narrowed his eyes. "Absolutely not, Lu. I don't trust him."
Lucy patted his shoulder. "Don't forget, I have powers and a sword. I think I'm good. Allison can handle herself."
Scott sighed, and gave Stiles a look before asking, "Okay, but seriously, what do I do?"
Allison looked at him. "You have a makeup exam, remember? Promise me."
"If he does anything, you run in the other way."
"Like Lu said, we can handle ourselves."
Scott shook his head. "Allison, if you or Lu get hurt while I'm busy with some stupid test, someone's going to need to take care of me. If he does anything--"
"Like?"
"Anything--Weird or bizarre--anything."
"Anything evil!" Stiles exclaimed as he was pushed back. "Ah--Ow!"
Lucy shot Allison a look. "No pushing people, please."
While she walking with Allison, Stiles suddenly grabbed her arm. "Please be careful, Lu."
"I promise, Stiles."
Allison waited for Lucy and they made their way to the locker room. Lucy opened the door to the locker room, and a boy she'd seen a couple times exited the locker room.
He jumped in surprise, seeing them. "Oh, you two just scared the hell out of me."
Allison glanced at Lucy with a nervous look on her face. "Sorry, we--we--I was just, um, I was--nothing."
The kids gave a slow nod. "Ah, that's a--nice heels."
She looked down at the hand holding her heels. "Oh! Yeah, uh, my feet were hurting, so I--"
"Same reason I never wear mine," the guy joked.
"What?"
He let out an awkward chuckle. "Uh, forget it. Hey, did you hear about the underground show? Apparently, they've got some big name spinning. Oh, uh, I'm Matt."
Allison frowned at him. "Oh, you mean like a rave?"
Matt raised an eyebrow. "Oh, is it still a rave if you don't roll? I just call it a party. But hey, I got a friend who can hook us up with tickets if you're down. Want me to get you one? Sorry."
Allison nodded. "Yeah. Yeah, great."
"Yeah? Alright, cool. Um, it's Friday, so--looking forward to it."
"Yeah."
He left and she turned to Lucy. "Was it just me or was that really awkward?"
"It wasn't just you. Why did you say yes? You're with Scott."
"I know. I don't know why I said yes."
They entered the locker room and heard someone choking. Allison called out a name. "Jackson?"
"In here," Jackson answered. The girls followed the sound of his voice to see him naked in the shower. Lucy instantly covered my eyes. "Is something wrong?"
"Y--You could've warned us," Allison said.
"You're the ones that walked into the boys' locker room."
"We thought we heard you--we th--forget it."
"Did you wanna talk about something?"
Allison shook her head, motioning for Lucy to get out. "We can talk later."
Jackson smirked. "No. Let's talk now."
Allison started walking off, pulling Lucy with her. "I--I have to get to cl--"
Jackson shook his head. "Oh, no, no, you don't. No, you have perfect grades. You can skip one class. Lucy, you should get to class. Your grades are quite low. Allison, are you okay? Your heart's beating like crazy."
"I'm staying," Lucy replied harshly, glancing to Allison.
"Let's go, Lu," Allison said quietly.
They made their way to the door and Jackson said, "I thought you wanted to talk."
"I--I changed my mind."
Jackson smirked at her. "You sure? Because you look a little stressed. Is it Scott? Is it that whole thing? I still can't believe you actually think your little Romeo and Juliet story is gonna last. You know he's eventually just gonna run to Derek and join up with him and his little wolf pack. If you don't realize that, then you gotta be the stupidest bitch in this town. Well, other than Scott, since he's a pretty stupid bitch himself. Lucy, I'd make a move on Stiles soon. Otherwise, some girl is going to ask him out before you get the chance."
Lucy rolled her eyes. "Seriously. What is with everyone? Stiles and I are just friends. I don't need to be defined by a guy!"
Allison suddenly glared at Jackson and yelled, "Stop. Just stop!"
Jackson's smirk grew deeper. "What are you gonna do, Allison, hmm--when your stupid bitch of a boyfriend turns on you? They can kill your aunt. They almost kill Lydia and Lucy. Who do you really think's gonna be next, hmm? Not you. No, no, it can't be you, because you're in love. Is that what you tell yourself, hmm? "Scott's different and everything's gonna work out because we're in love." Well, if that's what you believe, then you're already dead. I just--I just hope your dad has been teaching you moves to protect yourself. Lucy, I hope you can protect yourself."
Lucy shot him a half smile. "I can."
In reference to her dad, Allison said, "Actually, he has."
Lucy focused on channeling fear, and Jackson shook his head a few times. "Allison? Lucy? What are you doing here?"
He fell to the floor and Scott rushed in. "I--I'm fine. We're fine. Scott, I'm fine. Scott!" Allison cried.
Scott didn't listen, and went after Jackson. He broke a sink and knocked over multiple lockers. Since Jackson was attacking Scott, Lucy summoned a couple skeleton warriors, causing everyone to step back.
Jackson looked at her with fear. "What the hell are you?"
"Demigod. Daughter of Hades. Leave my friends alone, or these guys will go after you."
Jackson turned back to Scott. "I have a restraining order!"
"Trust me, I restrained myself," Scott growled lowly.
Jackson threw Scott from the locker room and followed after, still wrestling. Lucy motioned for the skeletal warriors to get Jackson. Erica managed to pull Jackson off of Scott. Scott held Stiles back. "Lu, you'd better send those guys back to where they came from."
Lucy did so just before Harris appeared. "What the hell's going on? Hey! Enough! Enough. What do you idiots think you're doing? Jackson! Calm down! Mr. McCall, you wanna explain yourself? Miss Becenti, back up. Stilinski!"
Matt handed Allison her tablet. "You dropped this."
Mr. Harris pointed between Lucy, Scott, and Jackson. "You, you, and you--actually--all of you--Detention. Three o'clock."
Detention was held in the library. Jackson turned to Mr. Harris. "Oh, uh--we can't be in detention together. I have a restraining order against these tools."
"All of these tools?"
Stiles shook his head and pointed between himself and Scott. "No, just us tools."
Harris let out a sigh. "Fine. You two, over there."
Lucy joined Scott and Stiles and Harris shot her a look. "Absolutely not. Another table, Miss Becenti."
She shook her head. "No thanks. It'll be hell if I can't chat."
"There is no talking in detention."
Lucy ignored Harris and sat between the boys. Scott looked at Jackson and his eyes narrowed. "I'm gonna kill him."
Stiles shook his head. "No, you're not. You're going to find out who's controlling him and then you're gonna help save him."
Scott frowned. "No. You were right, let's kill him."
Stiles looked up to see Matt offer Jackson a chip. "Oh--No."
He glanced between Lucy and Scott. "Hey. What if it's Matt? I mean, this whole thing comes back to the video, right?"
Scott was silent for a moment. "Danny said that Matt was the one who found the two hours of footage missing."
"Exactly! He's trying to throw suspicion off himself."
"It only makes sense."
Scott nodded. "So he makes Jackson kill Isaac's dad, one of Argent's hunters, and the mechanic working on your Jeep?"
"Yes!" Stiles exclaimed.
"Why?"
"Because--he's evil."
Lucy shot Stiles a smirk and glared at Matt. "I think it's just because you don't like him."
Stiles, in return, shot her a look. "The guy--bugs me. I don't know what it is. Just look at his face."
Scott let out a sigh. "Any other theories?"
Jackson stood up with a pained look on his face. Mr. Harris frowned. "Are you alright? Hey, don't look so good."
"I just need to get some water," Jackson answered.
Mr. Harris nodded and stood up. He followed Jackson and turned to the group. "No one leaves their seats."
As soon as Mr. Harris left the room, Stiles, Scott, and Lucy moved to Erica's table. As Scott sat down, he said, "Stiles says you know how Jackson's parents died."
Erica simply shrugged. "Maybe."
"Talk," Scott ordered.
"It was a car accident. My dad was the insurance investigator, and every time he sees Jackson drive by in his Porsche, he makes some comment about the huge settlement he'll be getting when he's 18."
Stiles narrowed his eyes. "So not only is Jackson rich now, but he's getting even richer at 18?"
"Yep."
Lucy frowned. "No wonder he thinks he's the hoi-polloi."
Erica raised an eyebrow. "You know what? I could try to find the insurance report on my dad's inbox. He keeps everything."
A female voice on the loudspeaker caught their attention. "Scott McCall, please report to the principal's office."
As soon as Mr. Harris left the room, Stiles, Scott, and Lucy move to Erica's table. As Scott sat down, he said, "Stiles says you know how Jackson's parents died."
Erica looked at what Stiles found and read it aloud. ""Passengers arrived at the hospital D.O.A. The estimated time of death--9:26 P.M. June 14, 1995."
Stiles frowned. "Jackson's birthday is June 15th."
Mr. Harris reappeared and started packing up his stuff, as do the students. Mr. Harris turned to face the students. "Oh, no, I'm sorry. Uh, yes, I'm leaving. But none of you are. You may go when you're done with the re-shelving. Enjoy the rest of your evening."
Lucy mimicked him and mumbled, "And that's why you're everyone's least favorite teacher."
Stiles and Lucy were discussing Jackson and Allison joined them. Lucy drummed her fingers on the table and asked, "What exactly does Jackson's birthday have to do with this?"
Stiles looked at her. "It means his mom died by c-section. They had to pull him out of her dead body."
Lucy grimaced. "The first sentence was enough."
Allison frowned. "So was it an accident or not?"
Stiles let out a sigh. "The word all over the report is "inconclusive.""
Scott headed back over to them and asked, "Then his parents could have been murdered?"
"If they were, then it falls in line with the kanima myth. You know? It seeks out and kills murderers."
"But for Jackson? Or the person controlling him?" Allison wondered.
Scott glanced between them. "We have to talk to him. We have to tell him."
Allison shook her head. "He's not gonna--"
The kanima suddenly jumped over Scott's head and crashed into light fixtures and knocked ceiling tiles down. He stood behind Erica and she falls. "Erica!" Scott cried.
"Unh!" Erica moaned in response.
Lucy noticed the board had a message. She spent a good few moments determining what it said before deciding, 'Stay out my way or I'll kill all of you.'
"Whoa, hey, hey, hey, hey! I think she's having a seizure," Stiles said.
Allison knelt by Matt and checked his pulse. "He's alive."
From across the room, Lucy said, "We need to get her to the hospital."
"Derek--only to Derek," Erica mumbled.
"When we get her to the hospital--" Scott began.
Erica's mumbling cut him off. "To Derek. To Derek."
"Go," Allison said.
"Hey, Scott!" Stiles called.
Scott turned to him. "I'm staying here with you. Lu?"
"I'll tag along. Are you gonna be okay, Alli?"
She sighed. "He can't take her alone. Not like this. And Matt--I've got to call an ambulance for him. Just go."
Stiles and Lucy readied to leave while Scott talked with Allison.
They drove to the subway station Derek had been staying. The boys laid Erica down and Derek demanded, "Hold her up."
"Is she dying?" Stiles questioned.
"She might, I--which is why this is gonna hurt."
A crack was heard by everyone and Lucy frowned at Derek. "Did you seriously break her arm?"
Derek looked up at her and nodded. "It'll trigger the healing process. It's like the gummy thing you take to heal yourself. I still gotta get the venom out. This is where it's really gonna hurt."
He squeezed Erica's arm and it became a bloody mess, but she eventually stabilized. She glanced up at Stiles. "Stiles--you make a good Batman." She passed out and Scott, Derek, and Lucy exited the train.
"You know who it is," Scott said.
"Jackson," Derek answered.
"You just wanted Erica to confirm it, didn't you? I'm gonna help you stop him. As part of your pack. If you want me in, fine. But we'll do it on one condition. We're gonna catch him, not kill him."
"And?"
"And we do it my way."