Monroe and her Hunters continue to shoot up the shipyard in a relentless wave of gunfire as we are all taking cover behind what little it is that we can hide behind.
Scott looks around the corner of the cement pillar for a brief moment, before he's forced to move back to avoid being hit with the gunfire that pummels the corner of the cement and breaks a piece off.
I turn to press my left shoulder into the pillar and face Scott's back so we can stay out of the line of fire that's freshly in our direction now.
"Malia!" He bellows and throws his arms up to cover his face from getting hit with the debris of the pillar that continues to be shot off as the bullets continue to rain down on us.
Scott scoots his back against my chest more, throwing his arms back to cage me against the wall as a hunter with an assault rifle stands directly in front of us.
My grip on Scott's shoulders increases while we watch the hunter lift his gun, aiming directly at us just before he's hit by a car so forcefully he flies backwards out of our sight holy perfect timing
Though he wasn't hit with any car– nope he was hit with the most beautiful blue jeep ever. With its even more beautiful owner turning his head our way, leaning his elbow on the open window frame as he smirks between us "You didn't think you were doing this without me, did ya?" Stiles
I release an audible shocked breath at seeing him in front of us, though before we can answer him Derek walks up beside the driver's side door as he corrects with his own smirk thrown our way "Without us?"
Again we don't get to answer as Derek immediately transforms with his fangs, claws and were-blues shining brightly before roaring and launching himself into the air, allowing him to easily take down two hunters when he lands on the ground.
Scott and I peer around the corner as we hear the gunfire aimed away from our pillar and we watch as Derek runs towards another pair of hunters.
He snatches one of their rifles out of their hands, using it to knock them out by hitting them in the head with the butt of it and repeating with the next hunter before snarling and moving on.
Since Derek jumping into the action has tilted the fight in our favor, Malia gets out of her hiding spot along with Peter and the two of them aid Derek in knocking the hunters out one by one.
Stiles climbs out of the jeep and with one more look around the pillar and watching Derek slamming another hunter onto the ground, I take off in a run across the space and towards the adjacent pillar Stiles is next to.
His eyes are on me the whole time and he seems to release a breath of relief as he opens his arms at the same time I launch my body towards him.
My arms wrap behind his neck as his arms wrap around my waist and he pulls me against him tightly, stepping back a step to make sure we're out of sight behind the pillar "Holy shit, I've missed you."
Shoving my face into the crook of his neck, I increase my hold on him and nod as I breathe him in "Seriously, you have no idea."
Lydia runs to our safe side of the fight and leans back against the jeep, pointing towards me as Stiles sets me back on the ground "Careful with your death grip squeezes on her, she was shot."
"She was–" Stiles frantically begins to repeat before he snaps his head in my direction "You were shot?!"
I throw Lydia a look before I quickly shake my head at him "Not tonight– it was two days ago..." I trail off with a grimace.
"Two days?!–" Stiles bellows, setting his hands on his hips as he all but growls out "I can't believe that you didn't tell me about any of this. Not a word– not a single word, Adds."
I throw my arms out wide to my sides as I argue back quickly "We had reasons. Really good reasons and in my defense today was the last day of the week I asked you to give me before I told you everything anyways... plus we've all been trying to call you for those two days."
He opens his mouth to reply, however, Monroe and the other hunters who are conscious and not badly injured climbing into her SUV, gains our attention.
I press my back into the pillar and Stiles shifts to half stand back against the it as well and half stand in front of me as we stay hidden behind the pillar and the jeep while her SUV drives away she better be the one dying tonight
Once our hiding spot is clear from the previous threat, Lydia walks off with an apologetic look thrown my way.
Stiles walks a few steps in front of me and turns around to face me as he sets his hands back on his hips "Okay, okay," aggravated frown thrown my way with a quick lift of his shoulders before he states "Just so you know we're in a fight, but it's one of those fights where I still kiss you and hold you every chance I can because I've fucking missed you and you're never going to leave me out of the loop again right?"
"Right" my lips twitch, a smile fighting to break free before he nods and closes the small distance between us "Good because I couldn't stand the thought of fighting with you."
Before Stiles even finishes what he's saying his hands are cupping my cheeks and he finally presses his lips onto mine.
Instantly moving my lips with his I smile into the kiss, pushing up on my toes to wrap my arms behind his neck pulling him closer at the same time he's removing one hand from my cheek to wrap around my waist, pulling me flush against him.
His soft and warm lips press a series of quick kisses onto mine for a few more moments before we pull apart just far enough for him to rest his forehead on mine, connecting his gaze with mine.
He takes a moment before he sighs and whispers softly "Where were you shot?"
Licking my lips quickly, I wrap my fingers around his wrist and gently move his hand to my chest just below my shoulder.
He goes to say something, however, me gripping onto his wrist again and lowering his hand to my thigh has him snapping his mouth shut as he follows the movement with his eyes.
His watery eyes move back up to mine before he makes a noise and wraps his arms around my middle and pulls me against his chest once more, not saying anything as he gently holds me.
Stiles kisses the side of my head and pulls back, reaching down to grab my hand before we walk out from behind the pillar towards the others.
We walk over where Malia, Derek, Peter, and Lydia are standing around Scott while he kneels in front of Deucalion who is sitting back against a column.
His breaths have become more and more shallow as he gently places his hand on top of Scott's.
A trickle of blood drips from his mouth as he connects his eyes with Scott's and weakly states "Gerard... what he f-f-fears most... he can't... beat you..." he trails off, having difficulty continuing though he takes another shaky breath in and releases an almost chuckle it sounds like "...And he knows it."
Before Deucalion can say more, his eyes go glassy, his breathing stops, and his hand slips out of Scott's own as we watch the life drain from him.
Tears well in my eyes and I cover my mouth with my hand, feeling Stiles pull me gently into his side and wrap his arm behind me.
"It's really started, hasn't it?" Malia questions, which Stiles immediately looks down at me with a frown before he mutters "What's started?"
Dropping my hand to rest the back of it under my chin, I clear my throat as I answer him "It's an all out war."
Scott stands to his feet and turns to face our group, seeming to catch up with who else is with us again and looks over towards Derek in shock, before he walks forward and hugs him tightly.
Peter is quick to cut the reunion short and he sighs before he turns towards Derek "As much as I enjoy the impromptu family reunion, what are you doing here?"
Derek and Scott break apart, each clapping each other on the shoulder in a brotherly fashion as they do so, before Derek begins to explain his return to our lovely city "I found a pack slaughtered in Brazil. There were two words written in blood on the wall– 'Beacon Hills'."
Scott glances backward at Deucalion's body for a moment before turning back to Derek with a surprised look on his face "You came back for Beacon Hills?"
Derek looks over at me, his lips twitching before he looks back at Scott and corrects "No– I came back for you."
His words bring a smile to my face before it immediately drops as the police radio in Stiles' Jeep starts to chirp and beep behind us.
After a moment, Gerard's voice is heard through the speakers, and we make our way over towards the Jeep.
Scott gets into the passenger seat with Malia and Derek standing outside his open door while Stiles gets into the driver's seat with me leaning into his side and Lydia and Peter stopping beside me to hear what Gerard has to say.
"Blood and destruction / And dreadful objects so familiar / All pity choked with custom of fell deeds / And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge / With Ate by his side come hot from hell / Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice..." hmmm Shakespeare, how poetic
Scott looks over towards Stiles and I, sharing a concerned look clearly unnerved by the message Gerard is sending.
"Do you know the rest, Scott? Do you know your Shakespeare?" Gerard asks and Scott looks over to Derek who nods towards the radio, indicating he knows the answer.
Scott clicks on the radio microphone and lifts it up to Derek, who finishes the quote "'Cry 'Havoc!' and let slip the dogs of war'..."
"War, indeed. Welcome back, Derek. You must all be feeling rather nostalgic. Are you pleased with the little family reunion I've gathered around you, Scott?"
Scott can't help but roll his eyes, albeit with a grim expression on his face, before he responds over the radio "Yeah, why don't you come join us, and I can thank you in person."
I smirk over towards the radio before Gerard seems to ignore the comment and continues to make his point "I even have a few visitors for you... from London– even someone like Jackson Whittemore couldn't resist coming back to Beacon Hills."
I look over at Lydia, reaching my arm over to grab her hand as Gerard's voice comes over the radio again "Say 'Hello', Jackson!"
We hear a loud crackling of electricity before Jackson's cries of pain echo through the radio and Lydia increases her grip on my hand, turning her head away with a little whimper as I close my eyes tightly.
"Do it again, old man! Come a little closer– I'm gonna shove that thing so far up your ass!" Jackson threatens over the radio and I open my eyes while Gerard's voice taunts back at us "He's lost none of his charm, has he? You can find him here with us at the armory, Scott– in fact, I'm going to tell you where to find all of them." all of them?
"Your deputy Hellhound met some friends of his while responding to a call from Eichen House... your father was on his way back from San Francisco with the goal of entering the fight... But he didn't get far."
I share a worried look with Scott as Stiles grips onto my side a little more, pulling me into his side as Gerard once again continues "You might want to tell your mother to skip her shift at the hospital tonight. Liam and his friends are there now. Optimistic of them, but woefully ill-advised– this is how you wage war, Scott."
We're all looking at the radio now, completely horrified by what Gerard is saying and the similarities to when the Nogitsune taunted us about all his territories he claimed as well
"A strategic positioning of your army against theirs. Which is why you will come to me. You will try to save as many as you can, and you might even save a few. But, your limited resources will be spread thin, and ultimately, you will fail."
Scott grimaces with Gerard's words and sighs as he squeezes his eyes closed for a moment, clutching the radio so tightly that he nearly crushes it as Gerard finishes with "The dogs of war, Scott... They're coming for you."
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Lydia went to make sure the animal clinic sign on the door was flipped to closed before she joins the rest of us in the back exam room, moving to stand next to Scott and Malia at the end of the table.
Derek crosses his arms over his chest and stands on the opposite side of the table that Stiles and I are standing on, indicating with a nod towards Stiles that he should tell the story of how they're involved first.
Stiles wraps his arm behind me, resting his hand on my hip while he excitedly fills everyone in on "So, literally day one of my internship, and up comes this slide about this guy they've been chasing in the woods of North Carolina–"
"I thought you were in South America..." Malia interrupts Stiles and looks over to Derek who nods "I was. The bodies of the wolves I told you about? They blame me."
Stiles bounces on his feet and quickly goes back to his story time "So, I learn that the FBI has cornered this feral, mass murdering unsub–"
"–I found a group of Hunters gathering in a meeting place. I was trying to get information," Derek interrupts with his own version of the story and Stiles rolls his eyes before moving on "Yeah, well, the FBI found it, too, and they were planning a SWAT assault to take him down, dead or alive– and, as we all know, though, with Derek, it's preferably dead."
Derek throws us a look and shrugs as he acknowledges the truth behind those words "Preferably."
I snort and feel Stiles' arm behind my back tighten around me as he goes on "So, I convinced them to take me on the field op."
Scott and Malia are looking at Stiles and Derek with shock and confusion, while Lydia's expression makes me chuckle as she incredulously clarifies "Youconvinced the FBI to bring an intern onto an extremely dangerous field operation?"
I make a noise of agreement since I asked basically the same thing, before I smirk up towards him "I'm surprised he didn't convince them he could lead it."
Stiles nods his head to the side as he admits "I tried– didn't work."
I chuckle and nudge my shoulder into his side before he shakes his head and lifts up his other arm to accentuate his next words "Anyway, long story short, I basically had to, you know, save his life."
Derek takes a moment and looks at Stiles with a mixture of exasperation and offense at what he is implying, making a noise before he corrects "...That's not exactly how it happened."
"Yeah, I may have left out a detail, but that's the gist of it," Stiles looks around at us, nodding with our support before he continues to defend "That's the essential essence of it."
"You couldn't walk" Derek deadpans and Stiles scoffs as he hesitantly admits "...I was limping..."
Derek releases a deep sigh "You couldn't walk– and I know that because I was carrying you."
Stiles looks at Derek as though he is hurt by that interpretation of the rescue story before scoffing and giving his rebuttal "They shot my toe! You wanna see it?"
Scott bends to the side looking down at Stiles' feet while Derek rolls his eyes and Stiles exclaims "My toe was caught in the crossfire! It was obliterated!"
I look down to his shoes, tilting my head to the side as I clarify "You were shot and didn't tell me?"
Stiles makes a noise and looks at me while I lift my head back up and raise a brow at him. He smiles sarcastically and points towards me "Ha– no, no sweetums, our situations were not the same."
Crossing my arms over my chest, I shrug as I counter "We were both shot during operations we couldn't fill the other in on to keep them safe and we both learned about said operations and bullet wounds tonight..."
I hear Scott snort behind me and watch as a few different emotions cross Stiles' face before he groans in frustration "Fine– fine, no grudges will be held and the fight is officially over."
Pushing up on my toes I kiss his cheek in my victory and lean more into his side as I look back down to his feet "Which foot and what toe?"
Licking his lips quickly when I look up at him he points with his free hand "Oh it was my left foot and it was my–"
"Okay, forget your toe" Lydia exasperatedly interrupts and Stiles leans closer towards me "Pinky toe and it was obliterated."
Scott fights off a smile and brings our attention back around to the threat at hand "Guys, it's not just the hunters– we've got another problem."
"It's called the Anuk-ite," I fill in, earning Derek and Stiles to look at me before Scott continues, "It can get into your head, it can make you see things..."
"What does it look like?" Stiles looks around and I breathe out deeply while I answer him "It used to look like two ordinary people... but, somehow, they merged– all we know is it's made of two faces– one human, the other supernatural."
"It's a shapeshifter, just like us," Scott clarifies and nods his head to the side "But it knows what you're afraid of– what you fear most."
I shift on my feet as I finish with the most terrifying part "And now that the two halves merged– it can kill you just by looking at you... turn you into stone kind of kill you."
Stiles makes a noise and frowns as he repeats what we've said "Okay, so you're telling me that we've gotta go up against this thing blind and face our deepest fear?"
"Yeah..." Scott answers, nodding towards his friend with his next question "Why, what do you fear most?"
"Blindness," Stiles breathes out and Derek shakes his head as he clarifies "Becoming blind?"
Stiles nods, looking around at us all as he defends himself and his fear "Yeah, terrified of it. Always have been– so this just seems to be a situation of unfortunate overlap."
I move my lips between my teeth and lean the side of my head onto his shoulder in my support of his valid fear while Scott clears his throat as he finishes the plan "Lydia, you go with Addy and Stiles– you guys need to find Chris and get to the armory to rescue Jackson."
"I don't think we have time to wait for him," Lydia stresses and I nod, looking over towards Scott as I state confidently "I've gotten through those doors once before, I can do it again."
Stiles looks down at me incredulously as he mumbles almost incoherently "You got through doors–" he trails off and interjects louder "Can we slow it down just for one second to make sure I'm grasping this? So, we're talking about actuallydoing this? We're gonna do exactly what Gerard wants us to? Is that right?"
"I think that if we stop the Anuk-ite, we stop it all," Scott admits and Derek looks between us as he clarifies "Stopping this thing can stop Gerard and the hunters?"
Scott looks over to me and shrugs as he fills in "Not all of them are hunters."
I nod and look over to Derek "He's right, most of them are ordinary people acting out of fear."
Scott lets out a sigh and nods his head to the side, thoughtfully adding "Monroe's not gonna change... but I think that we can reach the others. Most of them, actually."
I make a noise and grumble with the timing of everything "Monroe got lucky that we released the one thing from the Wild Hunt that would help her the most in creating this army. The Anuk-ite is causing them all to come from a place of fear."
Derek nods with my words and shrugs "Well, fear's pretty motivating, especially when it leads to anger."
Scott nods and continues "And I think that if we can take out the fear, we can take out the fight in them, too. They're afraid of us, but they don't have to be. They just have to change their minds.
"We have to change their minds" Derek corrects and Malia sets her hands on the table "Okay. We can face the Anuk-ite. We can try to fight it blind. We can try to face our fears– but, we still need to know how to catch it."
Scott looks at all of us, his eyes landing on her as he states softly "Yeah, we'll figure that out. We always do."
"Well, it's nice to see someone hasn't lost their optimism," Derek jabs and Scott smiles over towards him "Not yet."
"I have" Stiles grumbles and I elbow him in his ribs, causing him to immediately reach his free hand over to grab them as he grits "Dammit woman, your bony ass elbows I have not missed one bit."
I playfully roll my eyes and look over to my brother who moves his humor filled eyes between us "We'll buy you time, Scotty."
"Who knows? Maybe Jackson has the answer," Lydia chimes in hopefully while I offer "Maybe Chris will come back with one."
Scott lifts the corner of his mouth as he looks between us all and nods, directing his words towards Malia and Derek "You two, you're with me and we need Peter– anyone who can help stop this thing, or slow it down."
"Where are we headed?" Malia questions and Scott nods "The high school."
"That's where we're gonna find this thing?" Derek concludes and Scott is quick to correct "No. It'll find us."
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Stiles, Lydia and I get to the Argent Arms International building we broke into a few days ago and finding the back entrance empty, we walk inside and make our way down the hallway.
Seeing armed hunters down near the doors to the armory, I take quick steps back and look over to Lydia "Ready?"
She nods and lifts her hand out towards me, breathing in prepared breaths to build her scream while I grab her hand, doing the same to prepare my own scream.
With one last shared look between us– Stiles slams his hands over his ears while we take a final deep breath and release our built up power scream.
Raising our free hands up we direct the pulsing waves down the hallway, knocking all the armed hunters into each other and crash them back into the wall before they all crumble to the ground.
Stiles had moved past us and turned his attention towards one of the doors and starts kicking at it to get it open.
Once he does, Lydia and I head over to the doorway seeing him jerk back as he states "Jackson?"
"Stiles?" we hear from inside the room and Lydia is quick to also question "Jackson?"
I walk up beside Stiles as he grumbles "Already covered that" right before Lydia squeals and runs past us to jump into Jackson's arms "Oh my god! It's you! It's really you!"
Smiling at the pair and the look on Jackson's face, I lean into Stiles' side as he wraps his arm around my back and kisses my temple "I love you my banshee badass."
I look up at him with a bright smile, earning him to press his lips to mine as I murmur against them "I love you my badass FBI agent."
Stiles releases a breathy chuckle and kisses me quickly once more before Jackson and Lydia step apart and his eyes widen when he looks past us "You guys did that?"
We follow his line of sight to the five hunters lying unconscious on the floor with blood coming out of their ears outside the door before Lydia and I share a proud smile and nod back at him "We did that."
"I kicked down the door," Stiles interjects and I smile over at Lydia before he continues "Now that we've all contributed, you wanna get the hell out of here, huh?"
Jackson looks between us with concern before he shakes his head with determination "Not without Ethan."
I furrow my brows with that turn of events as Jackson walks past us and through the door while Lydia questions "Ethan? What's Ethan doing here?"
Jackson stops walking and turns to face before he sighs out "He's with me."
"He's with you?" I clarify and Jackson shifts on his feet as he reiterates "Yes. Me."
Stiles makes a noise and I can feel him jerk his head back "Ethan?"
"Yes– Ethan," Jackson clips out earning Lydia to slowly fill in "And... you..."
I smile over at Jackson, happy that he finally found who he truly wasand look up at Stiles seeing the wheels turning before he also raises his brows with the realization.
"Yeah," Jackson states once more and Lydia widens her eyes as she figures it out and states "Oh... my... god," before she clears her face and plasters on a smirk "I thought you'd never figure it out."
Jackson laughs at her jab before he rolls his eyes and brings us back to the task at hand "Can we go find him now?"
"Yeah," Stiles answers before his ringing phone stops our steps "Oh hang on–"
He pulls his phone out of his pocket and answers it, placing it to his ear "Yeah, man?"
Stiles nods at whatever is said on the other line before he states "We are. Leaving momentarily, though."
Jackson looks completely impatient to still be here instead of looking for Ethan so I nod my head towards them "Hey Lyds, you guys go find Ethan– we'll catch up."
She nods and the two of them take off down the hallway while Stiles mutters "She knows? Okay we'll grab it."
He hangs up and shoves his phone back into his pocket "Trophy room?"
I clench my teeth with the memory of what was in that trophy room and breathe out deeply as I nod "Yeah, this way."
We walk up to the steel door and unlatch it before we slide it open and Stiles walks in first "What the fuck?"
I clear my throat and point to the spot on the wall where the map was hanging that we had taken the last time we were here "Yeah, the map of the Nemetons of the world was right there," I shove my hands in my back pockets "What does Scott need?"
Stiles moves his eyes around and turns to his right, bending forward to the far right corner of the room for a glass jar "This."
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We get to the school as quickly as we can with Lydia, Jackson and Ethan going into the school while Stiles and I head to the Library.
Standing outside the doors we can hear the signs of the fight going on inside between Scott and the Anuk-ite as Scott screams a war cry.
Stiles goes to open the door and I grab onto his arm, urging "Remember do not look at him."
"I got it, babe" he kisses my cheek and I grip onto the handle of the doors, swinging them wide open before he rushes inside and I look around the edge of the door, keeping my eyes on his back.
Stiles reaches his arm back and immediately throws the jar of mountain ash that we stole from the armory as hard as he can towards the humanoid creature.
The jar shatters onto the ground, releasing the ash into a perfect circle around the Anuk-ite as I walk into the library and stand next to Stiles.
A hue of grey smoke lifts up and the mountain ash seems to cause the Anuk-ite's own power to be rebounded back on itself, petrifying the creature into stone like the rest of its victims.
Once the dust settles and all that remains is the stone version of the creature, we look over to Scott who stumbles back onto the stairs and we quickly rush over to him "Scotty!"
When we get to him, we kneel next to him and my eyes immediately blur with tears as I look at his face.
His eyes are blackened out and dried blood covers the wounds where his eyes used to be "Oh, what did you do?"
"I had– I had to... I had to fight him blind and the temptation to open my eyes to do it was too strong."
Stiles shifts on his feet, reaching out to rest his hand on Scott's other arm "Okay, but why aren't you healing?"
Scott shakes his head just as Lydia and Derek rush into the library with us and stand just behind us.
We patiently wait for him to heal and the more time that passes, the more worried I'm getting when Malia quickly runs into the library as well "Scott?"
Stiles and I stand up, giving Malia room to kneel down in front of him on the stairs now.
She looks him over, lifting her hands up though she doesn't touch him before she looks over her shoulder at us "He's not healing? Scott, what happened to your eyes?"
"I had to, I'm sorry–" Scott tells her and Derek shares a look of concern with me before he directs his words back at my brother "Scott, you have to heal. If your eyes stay like this much longer, the damage is gonna be permanent."
I cover my mouth with my hand, the tears welling in my own eyes for how broken Scott looks. Which just makes me so angry with what he fucking accomplished tonight he doesn't deserve this
Stiles wraps his arm behind me and clears the emotion from his throat "Come on, Scott, concentrate."
"I'm trying... it's not working. I can't focus," Scott rushes out, pure panic lacing his words which causes Malia to cradle Scott's face in her hands as she tries to be strong for him "Hey! Hey, look at me! Yes, you can! Just concentrate!"
We all nod with her words, looking at Scott and silently begging him to do this– though all we hear are his quick breaths that sound like he's starting to hyperventilate "I can't– I can't– I can't do it."
"Yes, you can. Scott, please, just look at me," Malia urges and I draw my brows in with my terrified worry for my brother before an idea comes to me.
I look up at Stiles, feeling him increase his hold on my hip when he looks down to me and I call out to my friend "Malia...?"
Stiles draws his brows inwards with his silent question before I look over towards her.
She's still holding Scott's face in her hands as she looks over her shoulder at me and I smile softly "Kiss him."
Malia doesn't even hesitate to throw me a look like this sounds absurd "What?"
"Just trust me– kiss him, Mal."
Malia doesn't let up with her furrowed brow frown directed at me before she turns back to Scott and leans forward, gently kissing him.
Scott answers by reaching up with his left hand and placing it on where she has her own hand holding his jaw as he kisses her back.
After a moment, she pulls away and Scott carefully opens his eyes, revealing that they are in fact healing in a burst of his Alpha red light.
I let out a shocked yet relieved breath of air, laying my head on Stiles' chest as he increases his hold on me with his own relieved breath kisses giving you something else to focus on for the win
Scott never wavers his look of complete adoration from Malia before he leans forward and kisses her again.
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That night not only did we defeat the Anuk-ite but we also took back the town.
Liam, Theo, mom and surprisingly Nolan held their own at the hospital, taking down the hunters that came to kill them which resulted in Gabe getting caught in the crossfire he was the one who shot up our house, so it may be sad that a young life was taken however he was apart of starting the war
As he laid there dying in front of them, he whimpered that his wounds hurt and Theo took mercy on him. Theo was able to take away his pain in his final moments as Nolan looked on in surprise– which is what finally made him see that we aren't who he should have been afraid of in the first place.
Noah had gone to Eichen to free Jordan from his almost frozen state and the two of them headed back to the station where dad had been thrown into one of the holding cells.
The three of them went around the city and collected all of Gerard's guns that he had distributed. Gerard put guns in people's hands– but a lot less than they thought were actually willing to use them.
Speaking of Gerard– he had apparently given Monroe a yellow wolfsbane bullet to kill Scott with and she shot him at the school, however Derek was able to burn the wolfsbane out of him before he went and took on the Anuk-ite.
The real twist is that Gerard got the yellow wolfsbane from Kate and as a thank you Gerard shot Kate– just before Chris had met up with them at the armory to inform him that Scott had figured out how to defeat the Anuk-ite with the mountain ash.
Chris left his father to die at the hands of Kate who needed to take out her bottled up anger at her father for hating who she had become in the supernatural world and no one cried over the geriatric pain in all our asses finally dying
More people in Beacon Hills know our secret now, but more of them are on our side. They aren't afraid of us anymore. Now we have allies who used to be enemies– we have protectors and friends willing to fight for us.
Dad has created a department in the Bureau dedicated to dealing with the more unexplained situations of the world. The circle is small and has a lot of words to cover up what exactly is done– however when a situation comes up, Stiles is his lead operations man and since I just graduated, I will be joining the task force with them as well while we set up the San Francisco office as our base.
Monroe and the few hunters left unfortunately were able to run and get away that night.
She's been slowly building up her army again over the last year and now she's got a lot of followers, thousands of them actually, all over the world.
The rest of us have been looking for other supernaturals, the newest one Scott and Chris were able to track down being in L.A. which is where we're headed this evening to meet with him now.
Stiles and I pull up in front of Scott and this young werewolf named Alec before Derek, Jordan and Lydia pull up in his Camaro followed by Malia and Liam in her car.
Stiles lifts up our intertwined fingers and kisses the back of my hand before we climb out of the jeep and walk around the front of it in the rain that's now started.
Alec looks around at all of us before he looks back at Scott "Are they all... different?"
Scott nods "Some of them are," he looks around at us all and continues "Some can do things you'd never believe. And others might only be human–" Stiles throws him a wink before Scott smirks "–but they make up for it by being really smart –or really good in a fight," Scotty finishes his speech with a look thrown my way, earning me to quickly raise my brows up once as I smile at his compliment.
Alec had moved his eyes around at all of us with Scott's words and he takes a moment before he looks back at Scott "Who are they?"
Scott smiles thoughtfully and throws Derek a look before he answers Alec "My friends, my family– my pack. And you can be with us, if you want– but you're going to have to fight."
"Against Monroe?" Alec asks grimly and Scott immediately is nodding "And everyone that follows her."
"She said she'd find me. That she'd hunt me down and kill me. She didn't care how old I was. She said I was a monster."
"You're not a monster. You're a Werewolf–" Scott stresses thoughtfully before he shines his bright Alpha reds and states "Like me."