It is a few days now that we know: Peter Hale is the
Alpha. After Derek told me to run, I haven’t seen him. I was afraid that Peter
had killed him, and instead he is.. his side.
I don’t understand; I thought that he wanted to find the Alpha, and kill him.
But he lied to all of us. Now is the shoulder of his uncle. The latter also had
the courage to go to Scott, to convince him to join his pack. He told him about
how he would become stronger, and how he would help with self-control.
Obviously, Scott replied that he would never have joined a murderess, and Peter
explained to him the reason for the deaths. Every person who killed, were
involved in the fire that occurred in his family home. Now his ultimate goal is
to kill the one who set fire. And Derek? How you can follow him like a dog? He
killed Laura, for god’s sake! What shall say Peter, to convince him otherwise?
I tried in every way to contact him, I called him on his cell phone, I sent
several messages. But nothing. For days I haven’t heard from him, and despite
everything, I’m afraid she’s in trouble. Perhaps Peter didn’t believe him, but
it is threatening in some way, perhaps she caused him hurt.
Cast away these horrible thoughts. Derek is fine, and soon I will be able to
Stiles and Scott, trying to stay as ‘normal’ as possible; They are just kids,
and have to go on with their lives. Tonight there will be prom, and they are
determined to go there, even if I have a bad feeling. Scott obviously go with
Allison, while Style managed to invite Lydia, the most popular girl, and of
which it’s in love for years.
I, despite not being a student, I decided that I also attend the prom, to keep
the situation under control.
After buying something to wear to the dance, I come home to prepare. When we
are all ready, me and Stiles go up on Jeep, and we go to school.
The gym is completely full, students dancing to the rhythm of music, and other
I look around, when I see Scott, together with Allison. I go to them, and greet
“Allison, everything is alright?” I ask the girl. She looks deep in
thought, worried look. Scott moves away from us and goes to the table of drinks,
to get something to drink.
“It doesn’t seem. Tell me, what’s wrong?”
Allison looks around, as if afraid that someone is watching, then grabs my arm
and pulls me away from the crowd.
“What I’m about to tell you must not tell anyone. Even I still believe..”
I nod, and I expect her to tell me what scares her so much.
“My aunt Kate.. told me strange things. And..”
Allison takes a deep breath, and began to walk back and forth. I am supporting
my hands on his shoulders, and stopped in front of me, asking her to tell me
everything he knows.
“My aunt.. has tied Derek Hale, in a secret place.. in the woods.”
I remain speechless after listening to what she said Allison. In all this time
I thought Derek was with Peter, and instead.. Kate Argent kidnapped him.
That’s why I couldn’t track him, why he didn’t answer my calls. I ask quickly
Allison where exactly is Derek, and although reluctant, she tells me. I ask her
to say anything to anyone, then I go out quickly from the gym, heading in the
school parking lot. I walk over to the Stiles’ Jeep, when not far away, near
the other cars, I see a black Camaro: Derek’s car. It must have been there for
days, and no one noticed anything.
Until now. I enter quickly into Derek’s car, and when I find the keys, I put in
motion, and I zip away, to the place that pointed me Allison.
I put about ten minutes to arrive. I stop the car in the middle of nowhere, and
after finding the secret passage has mentioned me Allison, I enter in a
corridor almost completely dark, until I find myself in front of a huge metal
door, I immediately widened .
I enter into a semi-dark room, lit by a few lighthouses in the corners. Then I
see him; in front of me, Derek, tied to a machine to electroshock without
forces. Kate must have tortured him until he fainted.
I approach slowly to her helpless body, I will overflow your face gently, and I
begin to remove from his chest the machine wire.
I look up, and my eyes meet those tired of Derek; I untied his hands from the
chains, and wrap his arm around my shoulder, to make sure he doesn’t fall. We
drag both out of that horrible place, and we get to the car.
One of the abilities of the werewolves is the instantaneous healing, and
fortunately for Derek works great. In a few minutes, he gets up from the seat
of the car and looks at me, completely healed.
“Are you okay?” he asks.
“It’s the second time you ask me if I’m all right, when you were injured
until a few minutes ago.”
Derek smiles back, and then pulls me into his arms. I was so worried about him
these days, and now he’s here with me. Safe and sound. Half naked.
Our eyes meet again, and slowly approach our lips, but something stops us. A
noise in the trees attracts our attention, and suddenly we see tick two people
from the darkness of the woods.
Kate Argent, and Allison. When Kate sees us, pointing us the shotgun from his
hands, and instinctively, Derek is positioned in front of me, using his body as
a shield. A few seconds, and I find the Derek hand squeezing mine, running away
from Kate, until we quickly at the Hale home. We enter, and hide in one of the
rooms on the upper floor.
I get close to a window, and I see Kate look forward to the arrival of someone;
I remain surprised when I check out from behind the trees Scott
and my brother Stiles.. with the Alpha after them. The fear invades my body and
without thinking twice, I headed out of the room; Derek comes over to me and
“Derek, let me.”
“It’s dangerous out there; I want you to stay here. ”
“Out there there’s my brother!” I scream against Derek, pushing him
I head quickly downstairs, and I go out running toward Stiles. I scream his
name to get his attention, and when I’m around him, push him behind a tree.
“What the hell are you doing here? It’s dangerous!”
“Y/n! Peter.. he has bitten Lydia! He forced me to find out where he was
In the distance I hear the roars; I turn and see Scott fight against Peter;
after seriously wounded Scott, the Alpha laying attention on Kate Argent; he
goes over to her, and clasps his hands to neck.
“You.. it was you, started the fire that night! And now you will pay!”
yells Peter to Kate gripped by fear. After that, he rips the throat of her,
killing her instantly. Peter turns to Allison this time, and I instinctively
throwing in her direction, and I position it in front of Allison. Peter sling
on me, and I fall to the ground, with him trying to hit him.
“I killed my own niece to become an Alpha. I don’t let anyone take it
I feel a sudden pain on my shoulder, and then Peter lifts me up, and throw me
away from him. The pain is so strong, that I can’t stay awake. The eyelids close,
and I faint.
When I wake up, I’m lying on my bed, in my room. I
look around, trying to remember what happened. I was in the woods, Peter was
attacking me, and Stiles..
“He is fine.” Whispered a familiar voice. In the darkness of my room,
I see two eyes shine bright red. The eyes of an Alpha. I get up quickly from
the bed, gripped by fear, but when the person approaches me in the darkness,
the moonlight reflected on his face, and I recognize him.
Derek comes close to me and touches my face with his fingers. I look at him in
the eye. Peter Hale is dead, and it was Derek to kill him. Why did he kill him?
I thought I should do it Scott. Derek had told him that if he killed who had
bitten him, he would come back human.
“Because Peter was not killed by Scott? You promised. "I say I left a
step away from him. He lied all this time; Scott trusted him, and even I
trusted him. And instead..
“Go away, Derek.”
I turn back and I approach the window, I open it, and I expect Derek goes away.
“What have you on the shoulder?” Asks me taking me by the arm. A
sharp pain invades my arm, up to the shoulder. I pull my arm away from the
grasp of Derek, and I look at him again.
“Go away!” I scream at him.
Without another word, in the blink of an eye, Derek has disappeared, leaving me
all alone in my room.
I feel strange. Confused. I go out of my room, and I’m closer to that of my
brother. Peek inside without making too much noise, and he is there. My Stiles,
sleeping blessed in his bed.
I close the door, and returned to my room, on my way to the bathroom, to take a
The warmth of the water invades my body just touches it, and while I wash, I
think about all that has happened in recent weeks. Beacon Hills seemed a safe
place, no 'supernatural problems’. And now the best friend of my brother’s a
werewolf. The hunters, the Argent, hunt any wolf in the city; including Derek.
I think of him, to all that we spent together; He saved me more than once, and
I have saved him. I remember that time in my room, before discovering that
Peter was the Alpha; our mouths moving in unison. Her body close to mine..
I trusted him; I was convinced that he wanted to help us, he wanted to help
Scott. But selfishly thought only of himself, he killed Peter only to become
the Alpha. I close my eyes, trying to overcome the final months of my mind, for
at least five minutes, when the shoulder pain again makes itself felt. Getting
stronger, almost like can not breathe. I get out of the shower, and I approach
the mirror to check the point that it hurts, and I stop breathing. On the
shoulder, small holes covering my skin, to form a clear sign.
“Hey y/n.. y/n!”
Stiles’ voice brings me back to reality; I was absorbed in my thoughts for so
long that I don’t make me almost realize how much time has passed.
It spent about a week since everything is back to 'normal’. And to normalcy it
means that no Peter Hale is killing someone. Scott is still a werewolf who
tries to keep everything under control, and comes up with Allison Argent ..
secretly to her father. Well, some at least they try.
And me? I’m a werewolf. When others have discovered.. Well, I have 'accepted’.
Peter Hale has bitten me the night of his death, before Derek kill him. And
things can’t change. It’s not easy, not at all. Now I understand exactly what
Scott meant about the control. I feel so constantly.. angry. With the entire world.
I try to stay calm, but anything bother me, I feel like.. I wanted to hurt
In a few days the moon is full, my first full moon, and I’m afraid. Afraid that
if I lose control, I will hurt somebody. Maybe someone I know, maybe my
brother. I cast away this thought out of my head; think about this kind of thing
“Stiles.. what do you need?”
“We have a problem.”
Problem. Only one?
Behind my brother, there’s Scott, exchanging a look of concern with Stiles.
“You have to talk.. to Derek.”
Only to hear his name, I feel the throb angrily in my veins.
“No” I say, getting up from my chair near the desk. I head to the
door, and I open, inviting the boys to come out.
“Y/n, please!.. He’s turning boys. And maybe if you talk to him.. he’ll
listen to you. ”
Derek is forming a pack all its own; I should have known. He once told me that
the Alpha to be even stronger, should have some Beta to his 'control’. At least
I don’t see Derek since that evening, when I sent him away. He doesn’t know
that I’m a.. or maybe he knows, but he doesn’t care.
I’m mad.. at myself. I should listen to him, maybe. Instead I kicked it without
thinking twice. He could help me after my transformation, but I was afraid to
go to him, after having treated that way. I don’t know if I’m still angry with
him; and he is angry with me for how I acted with him?
“Y/n, you can get him to stop. He has already turned two guys, for now.
Just one more.”
I take a deep breath. Review after all this time Derek. It will need a good
dose of calm.. if I could find it somewhere inside me.
After a long shower, I get dressed, and go into the
woods. Scott warned me that Derek is no longer located in his old home, but in
a sort of abandoned railway station. More I approach it the more I feel my legs
shaking from.. fear? Anger? I don’t know even more what I really feel. Since I
turned, the sounds, the view, the touch.. all amplified. And the emotions are
so strong that blend with each other, and I feel so confused sometimes. When I enter the tunnel of the station, I go down the stairs, and I see some of
the train cars still on the rails. Sharp ears, and I hear a beat, calm, rested.
I hear footsteps coming towards me, and I see him. Derek, who comes from one of
the wagons, surprised to see me. “Y/n?” He takes a few steps towards me, while I step back. "What are you doing here?” He asks me, a few meters away from me. “I heard that you go around biting people.” I say, looking him
straight in the eye. Derek takes a deep breath, and makes another step toward me. This time I don’t
move. “It’s not me that I transform them; they ask me. ” “Sure, I guess what you tell them to convince them. The bite is a gift,
makes you stronger, not weaker, and all that shit; but you also said that there
are hunters scattered around the city ready to kill them? They may lose control
and get angry so much.. to kill someone?” I give her back to Derek, and I breathe deeply; I’m losing control, and I must
calm down. I do not want Derek thinks it is weak. I still feel closer and
closer to me, until I feel his body touching mine. I close my eyes; despite
everything, I missed him by my side. “..you’re different.” You don’t know how much. “Don’t change topic.” Derek is even closer, and a chill goes through my spine when I hear his
lips touching my ear. “I smell a new wolf from a distance. Did you think I had not noticed?”
he whispers in my ear, and I feel his fingers form small imaginary circles on
my arm. “Don’t turn nobody else..” I say in that moment of ecstasy. I try
not to forget why I went to him, but more holds me to him, and I feel the need
to lure him to me, feel his lips on mine. “Join the pack.” I hear again emerge anger, and turning around, I look at him straight in
the eye. “I may be a wolf, but I will not be your doggie.” I push him away from me, but when I try to leave, him appears before me,
clasping his hands around her waist. “Derek, let me.” “The last time I let you go, my uncle jumped on top of you. And now
see what you are. ” I try to find the words to reply, but I don’t find. He’s right; if I had
listened to him and I would have stayed in the house, now I’d still be human.
But what could I do? There was my brother out there in danger, and I couldn’t
leave him alone. “I can help you, y/n.” I do some deep breaths, and I walk away from Derek. I hate the fact that I
can not control myself, and I hate that Derek knows. And even more, I hate the
fact that the only thing, the only person to I think to calm.. is Derek. I
should be furious with him, and instead.. I just want to kiss him. And that’s what I do. Our mouths collided and begin to move passionately. What a stupid, even frigate from that pretty face. But how can I do if I
can’t resist? Derek attracts me more and more to him, up to shake my hips in his strong
arms. But again we are interrupted by voices behind us. “Derek?” This time doesn’t push him away, contrary, I hope it is only imagined me
that a female voice has called him, but it’s not so. Slowly I walk away, and
still clinging to him, we look into the eyes. “Always to interrupt us at the wrong time, huh?” Smiling shyly; I feel all the anger, the fear of the full moon .. it’s all
disappeared as soon as I touched her lips with mine. We both turn toward the voice that made Derek’s name, and at the entrance of
the railway, I see two guys, they will have the age of my brother. Must be the
guys who has transformed Derek. After a few seconds the stairs before I fell,
goes down another guy. I look at him first, and then I look at Derek. It was
useless to ask him not to turn any more; He had already done so. Now, the Alpha has its own pack.
Still I don’t know whether to go to Derek it was
good or bad. Ask him to stop biting people has been somewhat pointless, and
that kiss.. I can’t not think about it. I wanted to never leave it. I was at
peace with myself at that moment, I couldn’t feel anger, and fear.
Right now the concern rises again; in a few hours the moon is full, and I don’t
know literally what to do. I look at the bag that my brother has hidden under
my bed: it’s full of chains, the same as Stiles wanted to use with Scott. But
chains can keep me locked long enough? Without thinking too much, I take the
bag, and go down to the floor below, where there are Scott and Stiles, waiting
“There is a boathouse, in the woods. There, no one will find.” says Scott
looked at me with a look of 'I understand how you feel’.
We put about a quarter of an hour to arrive. Missing just over an hour to the
full moon, and in the meantime I and the guys prepare the chains, for me and
"Stiles, if something happens, if I or Scott we can take off our chains..
I want you to run away.” I say to my brother. I hate the fact that he
wants to remain to help us, but it’s still human, and I don’t want that my biggest
fear, to hurt him, happens.
When everything is ready, Stiles binds before Scott, and then me. The chains
seem resistant. They must be.
More minutes pass, more I feel I’m losing control. The canines are beginning to
leak out from my lips, and eyes change color; even if it’s completely dark room
where we are, I can see Scott feel the same pain that I feel, trying to remain
calm. My brother, however, perched in a corner of the room.
“Stiles.. go away.”
“Stiles, I told you to leave!” I scream against my brother. I can’t
help myself, and I start to scream. Strong growls rise from my throat, and out
of my lips. Out of control, I try to break the chains with which they are
linked; suddenly, I see Scott free from the chains, and go to Stiles.
Not have it be told twice, Stiles gets up and comes out of the shed, running
away into the woods. I pull on the chains as hard as possible to free myself,
to go to Scott and away from my brother; I feel that my priority now is to save
The chains are too strong, and I can’t break them, but suddenly I hear the
verses of fighting in the distance. A loud roar to a few meters of the shed
attracts my attention. Please, not Stiles. Not
my brother. I pray to myself that Scott didn’t hurt Stiles, when I see the
shadow of someone coming towards me, with Scott unconscious on his shoulders. “Y/n?” A familiar voice calling me. Derek poses Scott in the corner,
and comes toward me. I draw to me and hug him. That small gesture is enough for
me to calm me. “Stiles is..” “He’s fine, hidden in his Jeep.” I smile.. Derek approaches his hand to my cheek, and my eyes meet his. “Everything will be fine. Now I’m here with you.”
Kate Argent’s blonde hair is spread around her
like a blood-soaked halo. Her dead, glassy eyes stare at Stiles. It’s not
pleasure that spreads through him warmly, but it’s something close enough that
it frightens him. Because there should be a line, right? She was going to put a
bullet in his head, but there should still be a line. Stiles is afraid that if
he crosses it, it he takes delight in this moment, then he’ll be no better than
Then again, maybe it’s okay to be happy about
it, just for now. Maybe it’s okay to be pleased that the bitch is dead. She
wouldn’t have spared a thought for him, would she?
Maybe it’s okay to feel whatever he feels now,
and to worry about his conscience tomorrow.
If there’s a tomorrow.
The hunters are still banging on the door.
This isn’t over yet.
And right on cue, Peter Hale slides down onto
the floor, black blood pumping out of his chest.
So if Stiles being erased from reality means that Claudia is still alive, does that mean that slowly everything he changed will be undone? Scott would have never been bitten, Lydia wouldn’t have been attacked, so her banshee powers would still be blocked. Malia would still be a coyote. None of the deaths due to the Nogitsune would have happened. Allison would still be alive. If Scott wasn’t a werewolf, then Allison’s mom would still be alive too. Not to mention everything that would change since Peter was erased too. He wouldn’t have existed to bite Scott. He wouldn’t have killed Laura or Kate. Even before then, he’s the one who convinced Ennis, a member of the alpha pack, to bite Paige, then she wouldn’t have been dead. She and Derek would still be together, and Kate wouldn’t have been able to take advantage of him. The entire Hale family would still be alive. Derek would never become an alpha, Erica, Boyd, and Isaac would never become werewolves. Erica and Boyd would have lived. The alpha pack wouldn’t have targeted Derek, so the Darach never would have come, so all of the threefold deaths never would have happened. Jackson would still be here, because he never would have been bitten. Theo never woukf have come back, bringing the Dread Doctors. None of the Chimeras would have been created. Malia wouldn’t have even existed in the first place. The main character may be Scott, but Stiles and Peter are the whole reason that the show exists in the capacity that it does.
Everything burns. Peter Hale has no idea how he
got out of the house. He was running on panic and instinct, and it pushed him
far enough to make it to the creek that winds through the Preserve a little way
from the house. The water is ice cold, but Peter still burns.
He lies there and waits to die.
It is night, and then day, and then night again.
Rescue doesn’t come. Neither does death.
He lies there, clothes and hair and skin burned
from him. The cold water laps around him, and still he burns.
Maybe that’s why he doesn’t feel it at first:
the alpha spark. It burns too, in a different way. It burns like a flame deep
inside his core.
Laura, he thinks, because he saw Talia die, and the
spark should have gone to Laura then. And now? Is there anyone left at all if
it’s come to Peter? He can’t feel his pack, but how much of that is because he
is in agony, unable to reach beyond his own pain?
It’s the hunters who find him. The Argents. When
Kate raises her gun to shoot him, Peter can’t even flinch.
His eyes flash red.
“Wait,” Gerard says, and puts his hand out to
push Kate’s firearm down. His mouth twists into a grotesque smile. “An alpha.”