Chapter Three : A night with Homicidal Werewolves
"You lost him?" Derek asked Scott over the phone.
"Yeah I kinda had to."
"Wasn't exactly the plan."
"I know that's why I think we should stick together. Trust me he's too strong, too fast, and way too angry for one person to handle. We have to do this with all three of us."
"Okay. Scott can you hear me?"
"Yeah Cait I can hear you."
"We are at the trails by the entrance to the preserve. Can you meet us here?"
"Yeah. Just gotta drop something off first." Scott hung up the phone.
"I'm telling you, Derk, True Alpha written all over him." I say as we walk closer to the preserve.
"Yes. I know that. But like I said, it. Is. A. Myth."
"Whatever helps you sleep."
When Scott got her him and Derek took off, leaving me alone. "So much for doing it together." I mumble as I start where they went. I follow their tracks to the best of my abilities. I found them looking at a set of footprints next to a tree. "Just a healthy reminder." I pant leaning on the tree, "I am nowhere near as fast as a couple of werewolves." I exhale a heavy breath. "Don't leave me in the woods alone again."
Scott lets out a breathy laugh, "Sorry Cait. Okay but Derk. I saw Boyd try to rip two little kids apart. Are they gonna do that to everyone they find?"
"Everything that has a heartbeat."
"Well that's confronting." I say pushing off the tree. Derek takes off again. Scott looks over to me. "Go. If I see anything I'll call you." Scott goes after Derek, once more I am alone in the woods.
I started tracking after the set of footprints. Our conversation with Allison still on my mind. 'She tried the two of you.' Alison repeated what Derek foucred us at say. 'Uhh yeah.' 'Why didn't you tell me?' 'We'll tell you everything. Okay? Anything you want to know but right now--' 'Just tell me why' 'i- I couldn't, she was mother.' I struggle out. 'And Scott?' 'Allison I couldn't let that be the last memory that you had of her. We both thought it would be better.' After that Derek came back to us Erica's dead body in his arms.
When I looked back up I was at look-out. The set of footprints I was following didn't belong to Cora or Boyd but to Allison. She was walking out of her car. A single arrowhead in her hands. "Allison!" I pick up my pace so I get to her before she leaves.
"Cait. Hey."
"Where are you going?"
"To help."
"Oh thank god. I thought you were gonna shoot me." She gave me a look. "Okay, not funny. But really I could use the help of a hunter. I mean I thought I was following Cora's footprints and I ended up following yours, soo. Yeah help would be nice."
Third Person POV
Stiles stopped the car in front of the pool. The Stilinski and Lottie got out. "Lydia!"
"Lydia! Are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm okay, That over there.. Not okay." The strawberry blond shivered.
"Yeah alright, I'm gonna call my dad." The boy said, taking his phone out of his pocket.
"I already called 911."
"You called the police before you called us?" The Holmes girl asked her friend.
"I'm supposed to call you first when I find a dead body?"
The two other teens share a look, "YES!"
"Okay, at the very least call Cait or Scott." The Brown haired girl tells the others.
"Yeah Okay, Lottie call your sister."
"Hey Lottie whats up?"
"Allison?"
"Uhh yeah your sister is currently lighting her hand on fire to help look for two wolves, she thought holding the phone might not be the best Idea."
"Okay. Put me on speaker. Okay Lydia found a dead body. I mean Throat ripped out, blood all over. It's like the frick' shining up in here. I mean if two little twins girls come out of the woods, and ask us to play with them forever and ever. I won't be surprised."
"Us? Okay, wait who's with you?"
"Stiles and Lydia."
"Okay, do you think you can get a little closer to make sure it was Them?"
"Make sure it was Them. Cait who else is going around ripping throats out?"
"Just do it." The Holmes girl does as her sister says. One thing stands clear. A silver ring that the man's blood seems to avoid. It had one word on it. Purity.
First Person POV~Caitlin Roads/Holmes
Allison hangs up the phone. We were only armed with a bow and whatever I could come up with if we met the two betas. "Allison."
"Yeah?"
"Real wolves can track their prey by scent, right?"
"Yeah up to two miles."
"Do you mind being beat?" God this was such a bad idea.
"Depends."
"If you nick your finger let the blood drip, do you think we could attract them?"
"Yeah." Allison smirk, "You hide, the moon has control over them, but not you. If we can use that to our advantage, we could use you as a weapon, part of the trap." I did as she said hiding behind a tree as she cut her finger. The blood slowly dripped to the ground. Allison threw me one end of a trip wire. Lining the wire and net we set up our trap.
"Okay, get to high ground you only have four arrows. Is there any other way you can track them?"
"Yeah, they have a higher heat signature." She holds up a set of binoculars. "I can track them with these." I smile and go back to my hiding spot.
When I closed my eyes to catch my breath. A set of images passed over my mind. Aiden standing over someone who I couldn't see. He was changing their wrist to a wall. Scott Allison and Stiles, dead in three tubs of ice and water. Boyd with a vault over his chest as he tried to drown himself. Scott covered in gasoline, a flair of some sort in his hand. Scott pushing past a circle of mountain ash, his eyes becoming red. Scott sitting in my room, he was talking to someone but I couldn't see who, his eyes shining red. Scott being pushed against a set of lockers. There was no one there but he was talking like someone was right there, like an invisible focus was holding him there. His eyes were closed like he was trying to ignore something. What really scared me was the fact the only word I could hear was him saying my name.
I focused my eyes open, before I could see anything else. Nothing had happened, there was no sign of Boyd or Cora and Allison was still on the hill. The thought that I might have hurt Scott scared the crap out of me. Not to mention Allison Scott's and Stiles' dead bodys laying in a tube. Who was the person Aiden was changing up? Everything about what I just saw made my body shake.
I looked back to Allison, "Do you see anything?" I asked trying to go back to the problem at hand.
"No, nothing." She said taking the binoculars away from her eyes. "You?"
"No." I shake my head. The images refused to not be seen, taking away all my focus. Why did Scott say my name? Who was he talking to, and why was he in my room? What was Aiden doing? Why were they dead? Nothing made scene.
Third Person POV
Stiles Stilinski and Charlotte Holmes walked into the hospital. Melisa McCall was waiting for the two teens. "Hey."
"Hey."
"Hello."
"Over here." The McCall grabbed the two teens arms, "And if either of you tell anyone that I showed you this, I swear to god I will kill you painfully and slowly."
"Why are you showing a body we have already seen?" The Holmes asked.
"Because you haven't seen everything." Melisa McCall walked the boy and girl to the morgue and brought out the body Lydia Martin had found. "You see this burs around the neck? That's a ligature mark. That means that he was strangled with something like a cord, rope-"
"Okay wait a sec." The boy spoke, "What kind of werewolf strangles someone? I mean that's not a very werewolf-y thing to do."
"My thoughts exactly." Melissa said. "And then there's this." She Walks the two teen over to the head of the body. When she turns it Lottie gags at the sight of the blood still coming out.
"What the hell is that?"
"Yeah please tell me that's not brain matter?" Stiles adds. "Yeah it's brain matter of course."
"See the indentation?" The Nurse asks, "He was hit in the back of the head, hard enough to kill him. In fact, any one of these things could have killed him. I mean someone seriously wanted this poor kid dead."
"So it couldn't have been Boyd or Cora." Lottie states.
"Yeah they wouldn't have done all that. So maybe this is just one murder. I mean maybe it's just a random coincidence." Stiles adds.
"I don't think it was just one."
"Why do you think it was more than one?" Lottie asked.
"Because that girl over there, she's got the exact same injuries." Melisas says nodding to a girl covered by a sheet. "The M.E said this one wasn't just strangled Whoever did it used a garrote," Stiles stepped back for the table. "Which is a stick that you put through the rope, and you just kinda keep twisting."
"Stiles?" Lottie asked her friend "Stiles, what's wrong?" His eyes started to water. "You knew here." Lottie realized pulling her friend into a hug, turning both their bodys away from the table. Melisa covered Heather backup as silent tears fell from Stiles eyes.
"I was-" Stiles stopped taking a breath, "I was at her party. It was her birthday. Her name is Heather."
"Stiles, we need to call your father, because you're a witness." Melisas says as Lottie pulls her friend closer.
"Wait Stiles?"
"Yeah?"
"Was heather a virgin? BEcause the only thing I could see of the guy at the pool was- -"
"His purity ring. Mrs. McCall has anyone else been through here tonight? Any-any other bodies or even anybody missing?"
"Uh, no, no bodies, but um-"
"What?"
"Two girls. They brought the first one in, Caitlin. Not our Caitlin of course. They brought her in for a tox screen, And then I overheard that her girlfriend, Emily, just disappeared. I mean they were out in the woods and--"
"Nobodys found her yet?" Stiles asked, holding back the tears from Heather.
"I don't know."
"Okay the first one, Caitlin. Is she here? Is she here right now?" Lotties ask.
"I think so."
"Okay where." The two teen started to move.
"Okay, okay wait. Just wait a minute."
Stiles sighed, "we have to talk to her."
"Why?"
"Because I think I know what's happening." Stiles explained to the older McCall.
First Person POV~ Caitlin Holmes.
Me and Allison were still in the woods. At this point I texted Scott asking if he had seen them but he didn't get back to me. At this point I just checked on where Scott was tracking his phone. "ALLISON! We need to get to the school!"
"Okay!" She Jumps down from where she was, landing in a roll.
We take off. The only light coming from the moon. When We got to the School Cora and Body were running to the buses, Allison cut off from us to stop them from the front. I continued to follow them that way, they couldn't run back this way.
They jumped over a fence to be met with flare arros from Allison. She was walking along the top of one bus. When they turned to run away from the building I snapped my fingers, creating a wall of fire. Allison kept shooting forcing them to run into the building. Isaac locked the door behind them. I burnt a hole through the fence walking to where Isaac was.
"I have to say that's new." He told me as I got closer, fire behind us subsided.
"Yeah, well you missed a not normal night when you went to the bank."
"You're telling me Scott knows you can do that."
"Hell yeah." When I look back at the buses Allison has run off. "God, that girl makes no sense. Let me guess Scott is risking his life?"
"Well of course he is. It seems to be his favorite pastime."
"What was your grand plan?"
"We trap them in the boiler room. Lock them up. Scott said we couldn't just kill them."
"It's a good thing he didn't let you kill them. Just because someone is a pain in the ass doesn't mean you get to kill them. If that were true, you would have killed Stiles a year ago."
"Whatever." We hear a set of growals. "Run."
"To the sound, right?"
"At this point might as well."
We start racing through the school, "SCOTT!" I call down the halls, knowing he would put himself in the line of fire. "SCOTT!" I more cry this time.
"Cait look." Isaac points out the window, "The suns coming up."
"SCOTT! The suns coming up!" I yell a smile forming.
We head to the boiler room but as soon as we open the door to the basement Scott runs into the room. "SCOTT!" I yell but the door shuts. Isaac grabs my hand and pulls me down the stairs so we follow him. Derek sits on the floor, covered in scratches. Cora and Boyd lay on the floor next to him. Human.
He looks up at the three of us, "There's a teacher. I'll take care of her. Get them out of here." I let go of the breath I was holding as Isaac and Scott run over to pick the two werewolves off the ground.
Scott and I headed to the hospital where Stiles and my sister were waiting. We walk through the halls, no one talking. Stiles walks into the morgue and we follow. He folds back the sheet of one body. A girl with blond hair lays on the table. "So Boyd and Cora might not have killed anyone?"
"They couldn't have, I mean you said their eyes were yellow." Lottie says helping Stiles pull the sheet back up. "Remember what Cait said? Yellow eyed beta didn't kill anyone."
"Even still, you're gonna wish they did."
"Stiles, why?" I asked, scared for what he might say.
"We're not exactly sure yet. The other girl who was out in the woods, Emily? Eventually they're gonna find her. She's one of them. Emily Heather.. They guy Lydia found at the pool. All three were virgins.. And they will all have the same three injuries- Strangled, throat slashed, Head bashed in. It's called a threefold death."
"So if these aren't random killings, then what are they?" Scott asked, biting his lower lip.
"Sacrifices. Human Sacrifices."
Stiles drove Lottie and I home. Scott walked me up to my room after I told him we need to talk. "Cait what is it?"
"When me and Allison were in the woods. I had more visions. A lot were about you."
"Okay."
"There was this one, where you were covered in gasoline, it looked like you were going to light yourself on fire." I decided against telling him about any of his true alpha abilities. " And then in a second one, you had your eyes closed, it looked like you were trying to ignore something. No someone."
"Okay. Why does it matter?"
"Because, there was no one there. And the only thing you said was my name."
"Cait. I hope you don't think that you were hurting me. Because I know you would never." I gave him a sad smile. "Come here." Scott pulled me into a hug.
"But what if I do?"
"You won't."
"How do you know that?"
"Because, I know you, Caitlin Holmes. Nothing you could ever do would make me try to ignore you. And I know that you would never hurt me." He kissed the top of my head, as I closed my eyes. He was silent for a moment "Hey what's in your pocket?"
I pull away, "What nothing." I start to pat myself down. When I place my hand over my jacket pocket I felt a small hard object. I reached into my jacket and what I pulled out was a small microphone.
"You were bugged?" I help the mic up to the ceiling reading the small blue letters on the side. C.H Chloe Holmes.
"Not just bugged. I was bugged by my sister."