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babeyvenus · 3 years ago

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My Future

Derek Hale x OC

Samantha, Stiles and Scott are always joking about the impossible. Who wouldn't when your best friend's dad is the sheriff of Beacon Hills? All jokes stop when they realize the impossible is indeed possible.

Chapter 45: Break In to Break Out

"What I'm about to show you isn't supposed to exist," Deaton explained. They looked confused as he pulled out a bunch of pictures. He placed the first picture on the table.

"This is the only surviving evidence of Dr. Valack's time as Chief Medical Officer of Eichen House."

"This is fucked…", Sam muttered, looking at the picture.

One person had no skin around his mouth visibly showing teeth.

"To call it human experimentation would be charitable.", Deaton frowned.

Scott took a picture of a woman that was covering her ears and seemed to be yelling in pain. "A Banshee. She died screaming."

The teens watched as he placed a couple more pictures, but these victims had drilled holes in their heads.

"So, he drilled holes into their heads?", Stiles asked. "All of them?"

"That was the experimentation part," Deaton explained. Stiles frowned, concerned. "He did it to Werewolves, Banshees, Wendigos, any creature he could get his hands on. And Valack found that trepanation would initially heighten their powers, but to levels that it couldn't be contained."

"So, he's trying to make Lydia more powerful.", Sam said.

"Yeah. Except she's going to end up like them.", Stiles said. "Worse, actually.", Deaton said. Sam's eyes widened. "How worse?"

"Lydia's abilities were already pretty exceptional, to begin with. Putting a hole in her head will be like causing a leak in a nuclear reactor. She'll hear everything. Every death, every dying scream, all at once.", Deaton explained.

"That's going to kill her.", Scott said, worriedly.

"Not only that…", Deaton started. "Her own dying scream could be so powerful that it might actually kill everyone around her as well.", he said, making everyone shrink with dread.

"There's four steps.", Stiles said, walking them through his plan. "We get into Eichen, we get into the Closed Unit, we get Lydia, get out."

"And we have to do all of this while getting past orderlies," Scott brought up. "Guards, electric door locks, and a Mountain Ash barrier."

"You have a plan for all of that?", Malia questioned.

Stiles held up a pass. "I stole this last night off an orderly."

Sam was ready to scold him, "Stiles–"

"But it's useless 'cause they reset the codes each night.", Stiles explained quickly.

"So why did you take it?", Kira asked.

"I'm getting to that.", Stiles replied.

"The only way to get Lydia out of Eichen is to make that keycard work again.", Scott said.

"How are you going to do that?", Liam asked, and Sam nodded in agreement.

"We're getting to that," Stiles repeated, "Okay, just listen." He turned his computer towards them. "I pulled all the history off the key card. Two weeks ago, there was a brownout and the security system rebooted. During a reboot, all of the key cards revert back to a default code."

"So, if we trigger a reboot…"

"The card goes back to the default code." Liam finished.

"It'll work again."

"Okay, so how're we gonna cause a brownout?", Sam asked.

"That's Kira's part.", Scott said, looking at Kira. "You're going to draw power from the mainline." She looked a bit worried. "But only enough to cause the brownout."

"Not a blackout," Stiles said, firmly. "Do that and you send Eichen into a lockdown which would be bad. Very, very bad."

"There's an electrical room behind the reception counter.", Scott said and pointed to the room on the blueprint. "The main power line goes into two breakers that run power to all of Eichen."

Kira laughed nervously, "Okay, slight problem. I don't know how to do that."

"That's okay." Scott replied. "You have time to practice."

"Okay, let's say all this goes perfectly.", Sam said. "How do we cause a brownout and how does that help us get into the Closed Unit of Eichen?"

"The system takes five minutes to reboot.", Stiles replied. "In that five minutes all the alarms will be turned off and the key card should work."

"Liam, Sam, we'll get Stiles to the gate of the Closed Unit," Scott explained. "But after that, he has to go on his own. We can't get past the Mountain Ash barrier. And when we're gone, all anyone's going to think is that there was a security system reboot caused by a brownout."

Stiles nodded in agreement then looked at all of the rest, "Uh, any questions?"

Liam looked confused, "How do we get into Eichen House in the first place?"

"What's our worst-case scenario?", Malia asked.

"What if I can't do it?", Kira asked worriedly.

"Okay, admittedly, a lot could go wrong," Stiles said.

"Everything could go wrong," Liam said.

"That's why we need to make a good plan.", Sam said, making her friends look at her. "If we don't do this right, we could lose Lydia."

"She's going to die in there tonight," Scott said. "And she might take a lot of innocent people with her."

The next day, Scott, Sam, Stiles and Liam went to prepare for the break-in, while Kira and Malia were practicing at the school instead.

Melissa went to hand out some black body bags to Liam but then handed it to Scott instead. Liam's face dropped slightly.

"Just promise you're not coming back in one of these.", Scott's mom warned them.

"We're coming back with Lydia.", Scott assured.

Melissa nodded and relaxed her shoulders a bit. "Okay."

"We still don't know who's actually doing this." Liam said. "Who the Beast is."

"We'll find out.", Scott reassured.

Melissa grabbed more bags.

"Someone we know?" Liam asked.

"Might be, knowing this town.", Sam said, grabbing some bags from Scott's mom.

"You think he even knows he's doing it?", Liam questioned.

"How are you so sure it's a he?", Melissa asked and practically threw some more black bags at Liam with a glare.

Sam looked between Liam and Melissa before looking at Scott with a raised eyebrow.

He gave a weak smile and mouthed, "Theo." Sam rolled her eyes.

"You still mad at me?", Liam asked, nearly shrinking under the older woman's glare.

"No.", Melissa replied. "But if you try to kill my son again, I'll put you in one of these myself.", she said, making Sam's eyes widen at the underclassman.

Liam took a step backward and Scott looked at his mom with slightly widened eyes. She turned around while Sam gave Scott another questioning, concerned look.

"She's still mad," Liam whispered, looking down.

The next day, the supernatural teens went to school and discussed the plans in the library.

"My Dad's got the lab working on the shoe prints," Stiles said. "But, uh, we're both kind of mystified about how giant clawed werewolf prints turned back into a pair of sneakers."

"Argent said it wouldn't be like anything we've seen before.", Scott said. "Did he say it was going to defy the laws of physics?" Stiles asked.

Sam chuckled. "You know, you can be really dramatic."

The trio stopped as they saw Theo standing by a bookshelf and pretending to look through a book.

Sam immediately felt defensive. "What the fuck is he doing here."

"I still need to graduate, Sammy.", Theo said.

"No. No.", Stiles disagreed. "What you need is to be beaten severely with a lead pipe wrapped in barbed wire…"

Theo cut him off. "Okay, I admit that mistakes were made."

"Murders.", Stiles corrected. "Murders were made."

"Not only that, you drugged me and kidnapped me.", Sam added.

"Technically, Tracy did it.", Theo said before flipping a page in the book he held. "You know how the Soviets helped us win World War II?"

He looked back up at Stiles. Stiles rolled his eyes, not responding. "They knew how to make it through a Russian winter." He looked at Scott expectantly.

"That it?", Stiles asked. "Okay. Thank you, Theo. Very informative."

Stiles pushed his two friends away from Theo but stopped as Theo continued. "If you're planning to break Lydia out of Eichen House, you still need to get past the Mountain Ash."

Stiles crossed his arms. "We can make it through. You can't."

"What do you really want?", Scott asked.

"I know you saw the fresco," Theo replied. The trio looked confused. "Two seriously pissed off creatures, the Hellhound, and the Beast, fighting over a pile of dead bodies. I don't want to be one of the bodies, it's that simple. I can get you to Lydia."

Sam let out a laugh. "Please. You want us to trust you?"

Theo shrugged. "Or we can see who gets her first." He placed the book back onto the shelf and walked away.

Sam shook her head. "I hate him."

"There's no way he knows what Valack's doing.", Stiles said. "Why's he so interested in her?"

"He probably thinks what we're all thinking," Scott said. "That Lydia's got something bigger to do with this. That, maybe, she's the only one who can actually save us."

"How far can we get without the brownout?", Liam asked. Kira practiced, but she blew up the whole grid.

The teens went to Scott's house, figuring out how to get Lydia first. "The front door." Stiles said sarcastically after watching Kira fail multiple times.

"We're going.", Scott replied.

"Scott, we went through boxes of light bulbs," Kira said.

Scott turned to Kira, "It doesn't matter. You can do this."

"Their key card won't work unless there's a reboot.", she said. "And there's no reboot without a brownout."

Scott moved closer to her. "I know you can do this." Scott turned around to look at his friends. "Anyone here thinks she can't?"

Everyone looked at each other.

"Not me," Liam answered.

"I was the one who put you in the plan." Stiles reminded him.

Then Stiles looked at Sam and Malia.

"I believe in you.", Sam said, shrugging, and looked at Malia.

"What?", she asked.

"I believe in you too, Kira.", Stiles whispered.

"I'm the one who's going to be locked in an electrical room with her.", Malia said, with furrowed eyebrows. She turned to Kira. "You can do it."

She glared back at Stiles as Scott nodded in approval.

Kira shook her head and looked back at Scott, "You guys are all crazy. We're gonna die."

The teens were placed in body bags, settled in the back of Parrish's cop car. The car suddenly stopped, causing the teens to set themselves straight.

They heard Parrish roll down his window then a few footsteps steps approaching the cop car.

"Delivery to the morgue," Parrish said.

"I don't see you on the list.", someone said.

"You heard about the animal attacks, right?", Parrish asked.

"The hospital ran out of refrigerated drawers and Eichen's got the only other up-to-code morgue in the county.", Parrish said.

"Let's have a look.", the man replied.

"I don't think you want to do that," Parrish warned. "The stench back there almost made me pass out while driving."

"Open the back of the van, please.", the man replied, annoyed.

Parrish sighed and opened his car door and then slammed it shut. The teens froze as the back door opened. A light shone over their bags.

"I'll need to log the names off the toe tags." The man said. "There's significant decomp.", Parrish replied. "They were found in the county tunnels past rigor."

"Open them up, please."

Parrish went on and unzipped the only bag that had an actual dead body inside.

Scott and Liam tried their best not to gag.

The man gagged and Parrish started unzipping Sam's bag really slowly. "No, no.", the man said. "Go, just go."

Appreciatively, the back doors slammed shut.

Parrish entered the car and drove on. After a couple of minutes, the back door opened, and each teen was taken and laid on top of tables.

Once they were left alone, they hurriedly poke their fingers through the zipper and unzipped the bag.

Sam and Liam gasped for air as Stiles glared at Scott. "Never again.", he said, and Sam nodded in agreement.

Scott sighed and nodded in agreement. He looked down at his phone. "Fifteen minutes," Scott said. "Starting now."

Stiles rushed to get out of his bag and fell. "Ow."

The three werewolves just shook their heads and got out of their bags.

Scott and Sam ran to the door and pressed their ears against it. They heard footsteps getting nearby, but then slowly faded away.

They stepped away as Scott opened the door and rushed out of the room with them.

They crept down some hallways and all jumped back as they saw some of the staff waiting by the door at the end of the other hall.

"What the hell are they doing here?", Sam whispered.

"I don't know," Stiles replied. "Their rounds should've ended five minutes ago." He leaned a bit forward to see what was going on.

"I can take them," Liam said, bravely.

"We're not doing shit unless we have to.", Sam shot down. She shrugged. "Well… I could knock them out."

"No. No one is taking anyone.", Scott scolded.

"How much time?", Stiles whispered.

Scott took out his phone. He sighed. "Three minutes."

"I'll just knock them out and hide their bodies," Liam said, making Sam look at him with wide eyes. Stiles looked at him and shook his head. "Oh, my God, please stop."

They jumped at the sound of a loud thud and saw a patient appeared in his room. His door was transparent as he glared at the teen in front of him and pressed himself against the glass.

"Did you take the doctor?", the patient asked. He looked their age or at least younger than them. Liam frowned. "What?", he whispered.

"Did you take the doctor?", the patient asked again.

Scott glanced over at the staff and leaned back.

"I haven't had my medication. I need ten milligrams at 8 am, 15 milligrams at 1 pm, and no more than 20 at dinner.", the patient said.

"We'll get the doctor," Scott whispered.

"Dr. Fenris.", the patient replied. "Dr. Fenris." Then he started sobbing. "They took Dr. Fenris." He slammed his hand against the glass window, making the teens jump.

The patient continued slamming both of his hands repeatedly. "I haven't had my medication. I need to see the doctor. They took Dr. Fenris." He slammed his hands once more.

"Hey, somebody shut him up," Stiles said, annoyed.

"I need to see the doctor."

"Shut him up," Stiles said, looking at Scott.

They watched as Scott's eyes turned red. He let out a low growl at the patient.

The guy's eyes widened, and he took a few steps back. The staff opened a side door and left, making the teens let out a simultaneous sigh.

Stiles motioned them to follow him. They ran down to the small door at the end of the hallway. Suddenly, the emergency lights turned on.

"She did it.", Liam said, astonished. "Kira did it."

"Five minutes to get to Lydia," Scott said. They made it to the door and Stiles grabbed the handle but paused in shock.

The card reader wasn't there.

"Where's the card reader?", Stiles asked. They looked around the door. "It should be here. It has to be here."

"They must have taken it out when the Dread Doctors got through," Scott said, frustrated.

"We came here for nothing?", Sam asked.

Liam shook his head, "We don't need a key." He looked at Sam and Scott. "Not if we can break it down."

The three werewolves started pushing on the door.

"There's no way this thing is this strong. Why can't we just ram it?", Sam asked.

"Guys, we're running out of time," Stiles said. The werewolves stopped, realizing the sudden weakness.

"We can't.", Scott told him. "The Mountain Ash. It's too much."

"Hit me.", Liam whispered to Scott.

"What?", Scott asked, confused. Liam turned around to him.

"Hit me." He repeated. "I'll get angry then I'll get stronger."

Scott looked at Sam and Stiles confused. Stiles encouraged him. "Hit him." Scott looked at him with concerned eyes. "Hit him!"

"I tried to take your powers." Liam told Scott. "I tried to kill you. Hit me!"

Stiles instigated. "He also left you for dead."

"I wanted you dead!", Liam said angrily then Scott threw him a punch straight into his face.

Liam groaned in pain. "Do it again.", he said, looking at Scott. Scott punched him once more. Liam yelled in pain.

"It's gotta be harder than that.", Stiles said.

"Do it!", Liam yelled. "Do it!"

"Yeah!", Stiles encouraged, then Scott threw another punch, growling. Liam yelled in pain and huffed. Both boys were angry now.

"You angry?", Scott asked. Liam looked back at him, his eyes glowing with golden anger.

"Let's do this.", Sam said and then they pushed at the door once more, finally clattering off of its hinges.

Stiles went ahead and Scott shook his head, "Only two minutes."

"We're never going to get through," Scott said. "We have to. If something happens to Stiles, we won't be able to get to Lydia.", Sam said and started pushing against the invisible barrier.

"There's Mountain Ash in half of the building, Sam." Scott said, groaning. "The key card doesn't work anymore,"

"Scott, are you or are you not the true alpha?", Sam pressed, looking at him with hardened eyes. Scott frowned and walked next to her, pushing against the barrier.

The older werewolves let out a groan as they shoved against the barricade that flashed a blue light.

"You've gotten through it before, though, right?", Liam asked.

Scott huffed, wrapping an arm around his side. "Ah, it was a life-or-death situation," Scott said.

"Scott, this is a life-or-death situation. Literally.", Sam said, continuing to push against the barrier.

"Stiles and Lydia had five minutes to get in and out.", Liam whispered. "It's been almost ten. The reboot's over."

"And then there are the four security guards," Liam said, looking behind them.

"What guards?", Scott asked, gaining Sam's attention. Scott turned around and they saw four guards coming their way.

The guards looked furious, and each held an electrical baton.

Shit.

Just before a guard could swing on them, Sam knocked one of them to the side by their shadow, groaning and panting softly in sudden fatigue.

The mountain ash was stronger than she thought.

Another guard slammed his baton into her, and it electrocuted her. Sam fell to the ground as well as Scott and Liam, while the guards managed to hold them down on the ground and electrocuted them.

The supernatural teens let out yells of pain as the guards pressed their batons into them further. Scott's eyes brightened in red as he looked at Sam and Liam. Their eyes brightened as well as they got up and fought the guards off.

The three werewolves huffed, and Scott looked at his betas. “Let’s go get Lydia.”

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spikeface · 2 years ago

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bellerophon, chapter 1: the beast must die

Scott McCall/Theo Raeken, Theo Raeken & Stiles Stilinski, Heather/Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall & Stiles Stilinski 9k, Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings, Character Death, Alternate Universe - Dark, Dark Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Nature Versus Nurture, Grief/Mourning, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Good Theo Raeken

At sixteen, Theo's life changes forever when he's kidnapped by the Dread Doctors, who turn him into a chimera as part of their mission to resurrect the Beast of Gévaudan. Theo, Lydia, and Stiles eventually defeat the Dread Doctors and the Beast—with the help of Dr. Valack, who then takes over Eichen House. After Valack is defeated, the three face der Soldat and the Wild Hunt.

Now, it's been two months since the Hunt finally ended. At this point, Theo has given up on ever feeling safe again, but he'll settle for a quiet senior year, and it seems like he might even get it.

That's when Scott McCall, whom no one has seen in eight years, blows back into town.

#theo raeken #scott mccall #stiles stilinski #sceo #teen wolf #teen wolf fanfic

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ao3feedsterek · 7 months ago

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Lydia calls Stiles

Lydia calls Stiles https://ift.tt/f8JbzOM by AlastrineOsane After the 'Sephora sends Greetings to All'. This is part 3. Lydia is in Boston teaching at MIT. She calls Stiles to help one of her students a former resident of Beacon Hills and part of the Chimeras. She was taken after weeks of harassment. Words: 2259, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English Series: Part 3 of Sephora sends Greetings to All Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/M, M/M, Multi Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin, Jordan Parrish, Tracy Stewart, Danny Māhealani, Brad Jeffries, Chris Argent, Mason Hewitt, Corey Bryant (Teen Wolf), Adrian Harris, Meredith Walker, Original Characters, Alan Deaton, Dr. Valack (Teen Wolf), Conrad Fenris, hunters - Character, Eli Hale (Teen Wolf), Leah clearwater/hale, Shapeshifters, Cadence grp, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Witches - Character Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin/Jordan Parrish, Danny Mahealani/Brad Jeffries, Peter Hale/Maeve, Corey Bryant/Mason Hewitt, Chris Argent/Melissa McCall, Sheriff Stilinski & Stiles Stilinski, Natalie Martin/Sheriff Stilinski, Ethan/Jackson Whittemore Additional Tags: parasomnia - Freeform, Chimeras, Mentioned Dread Doctors (Teen Wolf), fascism against Weres, Kidnapping, Harassment December 28, 2024 at 09:24PM https://ift.tt/f8JbzOM

#IFTTT #AO3 works tagged 'Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski'

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princeescaluswords · 3 years ago

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Thinking of the episode where Deaton is abducted by the Darach and the appearance of the moths. Moths symbolize many things in different cultures, including transformation, rebirth, regeneration, omens, the underworld.

Why has nobody talked about the fear Deaton must've felt when he knew he was next? He saw the moths and his experience and knowledge told him that he was being targeted so he called Scott reluctantly because he doesn't want to drag him into this kind of thing. But Scott comes to his rescue in that dark vault like he's saving him from the underworld.

Here's something that the vast majority of people in the fandom miss consistently: Deaton is one of the most powerful characters in the show.

And the reason they miss it? Deaton is one of the most benevolent characters in the show.

The interplay between benevolence and power is often overlooked, which is extraordinarily weird because it's a dynamic that is central to the stories being told. I've talked often about Teen Wolf's recurring theme that the pain a character endures does not give them the right to inflict pain on others. We see this especially in the stories of Peter, Derek, Gerard, Matt, Deucalion, Jennifer, Meredith, and Monroe. We also see its antithesis in Scott's evolution into a True Alpha. But many people miss the same theme embodied in Alan Deaton's behavior.

Most likely they miss this because Deaton's power and benevolence are expressed in terms of boundaries. There are things that Deaton will not do (as opposed to cannot do) and there are things that he will not allow others to do.

Deaton's power isn't flashy, but it is undeniable. His preternatural calm in the face of danger, his courage, his undeniable intelligence and the breadth and depth of his knowledge, all reveal that he could be a formidable force of destruction if he allowed himself to be, but it is also coupled with a respect for others, even others he does not like. I think it's necessary to site some instances to remind people.

He was kidnapped and beaten by Derek Hale in Season 1. While the narrative's intention to create suspicion about him being the alpha might have obscured what he actually did, his response to this was not to get Derek in trouble. He could have easily have influenced the Sheriff, his friend, that Derek Hale, a person once arrested on suspicion for killing his sister, had attacked him. Unlike Laura's murder, Derek did do this. While fandom natters on about Deaton not helping Derek, he absolutely did help Derek by covering for him.

He also helps Derek in Season 2, even without Derek making the slightest gesture of apology for his actions in Season 1 (a Derek specialty). He provides Derek with the ketamine (a completely illegal act that could have cost him his license) and cares for Derek after Peter uses him and leaves him unconscious in the burned-out Hale House. In their rage over his criticism of Derek's behavior, fandom misses that Deaton, especially after Derek assaulted and slashed up his protégé, could have chosen to give Derek and his pack over to the Argents. He could have advised Scott to stay out of it, instead of giving Scott the information about the Argent Bestiary that helped solve the mystery of the kanima. But he didn't because he avoids the resentment that other people indulge in and acts for the good of others.

I could do this for every season, because in each one Deaton constantly assists others through actions that vary from infiltrating Yakuza families to enduring Dr. Valack's stare to visiting secret Russian biowarfare labs. But the way he helps the most is about offering advice and guidance, which, according to Peter Hale, is "what they do." And like most good advice, it remains only that. There is no manipulation, because Deaton derives absolutely no benefit from anything he suggests. And it is always done with an awareness of the autonomy and value of other people, even when acting in an emergency, such as when he takes the time to ask Lydia to help him with a de-aged Derek: "Lydia, I'm going to try something. I want you to keep holding his hand if that's okay."

The important thing to remember is that he was under no obligation to act this way. There is no evidence of an exterior force enforcing behavior; the only thing governing his actions, as Jennifer demonstrated, was his own will. Imagine what he could have accomplished if the person who turned to Kali and said "Not here, you won't" or snuck up on and poisoned a nogitsune had chosen differently.

That's why the thing that always struck me in the scene you talk about above is his reluctance to involve Scott. He knows that the Darach is sacrificing people. He knows that he fits the sacrificial profile. He's being attacked in his place of power, but he realizes the Darach is significantly stronger than him (which is obviously due to his own choices). His only hope for survival is turning to the young man whom he's been mentoring for great things, but he prefaces his request for aid with how much he regrets it.

Too often, narratives signify power in what a character can do. Teen Wolf had a character who signified the power he possessed in what a character chose not to do. It's not just Deaton choosing not to be a villain, but he also chose not to be the power behind the throne. He could have given Scott his marching orders; I'm sure Scott would have many times wanted an adult to tell him what he needed to do, especially if he trusted him like Scott trusted Deaton for good reason. Unfortunately, in the present cultural environment, it's easy to miss.

#alan deaton #alan deaton defense squad #scott mccall #teen wolf meta

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dailyscottficrec · 2 years ago

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Sat Mar 4, 2023

bellerophon by spikeface

Author summary:

Now, it's been two months since the Hunt finally ended. At this point, Theo has given up on ever feeling safe again, but he'll settle for a quiet senior year, and it seems like he might even get it.

That's when Scott McCall, whom no one has seen in eight years, blows back into town.

Reasons to love the fic: We can start with me vibrating with excitement over dark! Scott. I was soo excited. We can then add how much I love aus and especially canon divergent ones. I love all of the little hints about how things are different and how things are the same filter through Theo's eyes here. Gyahh. This fic is so fun, and I am eagerly awaiting the next part!

Be sure and let the author know if you enjoyed the fic!

#teen wolf #scott mccall #theo raeken #sceo #au #mar 4 2023

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ao3feed-peterstiles · 2 years ago

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Not All Is As It Seems

Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/46465387

by LaumathefirstFae

The Pack is about to find out more about Dragons then even most Dragons know. How will they handle what they find out?

Words: 3251, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English

Series: Part 22 of The Boy Who Runs With Wolves

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: Peter Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Vernon Boyd, Erica Reyes, Lydia Martin, Jackson Whittemore, Cora Hale, Isaac Lahey, Allison Argent, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Melissa McCall, Noah Stilinski, Malia Tate, Kira Yukimura, Anastasia Landulf, Jordan Parrish, Chris Argent, Ethan (Teen Wolf), Aiden (Teen Wolf), Landulf Pack, Dr. Gabriel Valack, Braden Tandy

Relationships: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Vernon Boyd/Erica Reyes, Lydia Martin/Jackson Whittemore, Cora Hale/Isaac Lahey, Allison Argent/Scott McCall, Melissa McCall/Sheriff Stilinski, Anastasia Landulf/Jordan Parrish

Additional Tags: Smut, Pack Dynamics, Pack Feels, Pack Bonding, Full Shift Werewolves, mention of past rape

Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/46465387

#ao3feed #teen wolf #steter #fanfic #peterstiles

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teenwolffan-with-nolife · 4 years ago

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The Witch and The Wolf Pt.59

Word Count: 2,980

Characters: Derek Hale, Scott McCall, Liam Dunbar, Lydia Martin, Chris Argent, Jordan Parrish, Alan Deaton, Mason (i totally dont know his last name oof), Cora Hale (mentioned), Isaac Lahey (mentioned), Reader

Pairings: Derek Hale x Witch!Reader

Warnings: angst, cliffhanger, near-death

A/N: okay so i was running late so the last 1,000-ish words kinda suck but we dont have to talk about it

A/N 2: holy crap one more part!!!

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It had been a little over a week since your conversation with Melissa, taking you by surprise. Having kids wasn’t something that you thought much about, life in Beacon Hills was so hectic, you and Derek only had a little time with just the two of you, and having a kid was not only unexpected but also very time-consuming. Your head was spinning, you didn't know what to do. You knew you had to tell Derek eventually, you could only hide something like this for so long before something bad happened.

The two of you were laying in bed, with Derek wrapping his arms around your stomach while you had your back towards him.

He didn't know you were awake and you didn't know he was either.

The Deadpool was over, but that didn't mean Lydia’s prediction was wrong, and it didn't mean Derek wasn't still dying.

You turned to face him, seeing his eyes open as you frowned slightly.

“Why are you awake?” you asked him.

“Why are you awake?” he replied.

You stroked his cheek softly before he pressed a small kiss to your hand.

“What’s on your mind?” he asked.

“A lot,” you shrugged.

“Well, I can’t sleep until you do,” he replied.

You had to find a way to figure out how he felt about kids, but without being obvious, not knowing how he’d react.

Maybe later

“Derek, it's been a week since the Deadpool ended,” you started, while he nodded softly.

“Do you think that everything is supposed to be back to normal?”

“What's your definition of normal?” he replied.

“Do you think that you’re safe now? Because the Deadpool is over?”

“It’s been a week of nothing. Why are you still stressed out?”

“Because you can still be dying and now we’re just laying here doing nothing to try and help you!” you exclaimed, slightly frustrated.

“Besides losing my powers, I feel fine, (Y/N),” he tried to assure you.

“You still lost your powers, Derek. That doesn't just happen,” you said.

“I don't want to get into this argument with you again,” he said.

“We put it off for a week. Lydia predicted that you're going to die,” you said.

“(Y/N),” he started.

“No, don’t (Y/N) me. Banshees aren't ever wrong,” you shook your head.

“There’s a first for everything,” he scoffed.

You rolled your eyes, before jumping, hearing the alarms going off as you shot up.

You saw Derek reach for his gun, while you slowly got out of bed.

“Stay behind me,” you whispered.

“I’m the one with the gun,” he argued.

“And I’m the one with the functioning powers!” your eyes glew purple as you took slow steps forward, walking to the door.

You could hear the sound of Derek’s heartbeat, along with another’s coming from the other side of the door.

You pulled open the door, tensing up before seeing Lydia on the other side, soaking wet, while she gave you a blank expression.

“Lydia?”

---

“I just think that you should wait for me, Chris,” you whispered into the phone, making sure Derek wasn't around to hear.

“I’m going now, (Y/N). I don’t want to kill Kate or Peter. But I know you do,” you rolled your eyes, sighing softly.

“Chris-”

“I will keep you updated on what happens. But for now, focus on Derek. Have you heard from Deaton yet?” you went quiet for a second, before sighing.

“No, not yet. Last I heard he was talking to Doctor Valack at Eichen. I’m going to the school in a bit to get Lydia, and then we’re gonna go to Eichen,” you replied.

“Okay. Stay safe, kiddo,” Chris said.

“Yeah, you too,” you hung up the call, running your fingers through your hair.

You felt guilty about lying to Derek, it made you feel sick. Of course, that was probably the pregnancy, which was yet another thing you were hiding from him.

It was obvious that you hated Peter, but maybe there was some more reason as to why he was working with Kate.

You walked out of the room, receiving texts from both Cora and Isaac.

You rolled your eyes, putting your phone away before overhearing Scott talking to Derek.

“I know about Lydia’s visit here last night,” you stayed quiet, listening to the conversation.

“Go to school, Scott,” Derek replied.

“I just want you to know. If anyone can figure out what's going on with you, it’s Deaton.”

Crap

You didn't tell Derek about Deaton going to find Dr. Valack, and trying to figure out what was wrong with Derek.

“I don’t doubt it. I’ll see you later on,” you heard the loft door close as you walked down the stairs. while Derek sighed, crossing his arms.

“You’re endangering someone else’s life to try and save mine,” you could feel your chest tightening as you looked down.

He scoffed, shaking his head.

“Please, stop,” he asked softly.

You felt tears well up in your eyes.

“No matter what you say, I’m not okay with you dying, and I’m not going to be okay with it,” you replied.

He stroked your cheek softly, pulling you in.

“I need to go get Lydia, I’ll see you later on,” you said softly.

He pressed a kiss to your forehead, before pulling your hand softly.

“I love you, (Y/N),” he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

“I love you too,” you wiped away your tears, before kissing him and leaving the loft.

---

“I’m assuming you didn't tell Derek about Deaton?” Scott stood across from you in the hallway of Beacon Hills.

“Nope,” you shook your head.

“Oh, I’m sorry about that,” he apologized.

“Don’t worry about it, he had to know sooner or later,” you shrugged.

“Yeah, is Lydia ready to leave yet?” you looked at the clock, shrugging.

“Oh my god,” you saw Mason rushing to you and Scott, while you frowned.

“Uh, there’s something wrong with Liam,” he started, while you tensed up.

“What happened?” you asked.

“I don't know, but he’s trying to lift 300,” he explained.

You ran to the room, Scott and Mason close behind you while you could hear Liam yelling out in pain.

You pushed the door open, your eyes going wide to see the bar pressing down on his chest.

“Vitae,” your eyes glew purple as you used your powers, lifting the weight off of Liam and placing it back onto the stand.

Liam pushed himself off the bench, falling to the side, coughing loudly as Scott ran to him.

“You don't have to be with us, that's fine. But don’t push away your friends,” you saw Liam’s gaze go past you, staring at the wall as you frowned, before realizing.

“Liam, are you hallucinating the berserkers?” you asked softly.

You could see a pained expression on his face before it changed to anger.

“No, I'm fine!” he stood up, walking away from you and Scott.

“How could you tell?” Scott frowned.

“I don’t know. He just looked scared,” you replied.

Scott went quiet, raising an eyebrow for a second, confused.

“What? What is it?” you asked.

“Sorry, I thought I heard something for a second,” he shook his head.

“Something like what?”

“Like a heartbeat. It doesn't matter. I’ll see you later on,” you hid the expression from your face till he walked away, letting out a breath of relief.

“Are you okay?” Lydia walked to you.

“Yup, now let’s go,” you grabbed her arm, taking her with you as the two of you left the school.

---

“So they think he’s paralyzed?” you asked, while you and Lydia stood around Deaton.

“Yeah, and if he doesn't snap out of it, they’ll admit him,” she replied.

You ran your fingers through your hair, before sighing.

“Well, let me see what I can,” she nodded while you put your hands on either side of Deaton's forehead.

You clenched your jaw, taking deep breaths as your head began pounding.

“Cogitationes revelare.”

You could barely make out the flashes, the one thing you could see was a church.

It was La Iglesia

You backed away from Deaton, taking deep breaths.

“What was it?” Lydia asked.

“Something to do with La Iglesia,” you sighed.

“The church?”

You nodded softly, before wrapping your arms around your stomach, taking deep breaths.

“Are you okay?” Lydia asked.

You nodded your head softly, before sighing.

“Don’t worry about it,” you said.

You heard your phone begin to ring, while you frowned, receiving a call from Parrish.

“Parrish?” you answered.

You had trouble making out his words, most of it was distorted.

“I can't hear you,” you frowned.

“Argent!” he yelled.

You immediately felt yourself stiffen.

“What about him?” you asked.

“...Peter…. Tunnels… Vault…” his voice kept getting cut off as you felt a sense of fear wash over you.

“I-I’m on my way,” you hung up the phone, before telling Lydia to stay with Deaton as you ran out of the room.

---

You traced Parrish’s phone, running into some old stormwater drainage system. There was water dripping from all around the place as you froze, seeing Parrish standing with Chris in the distance.

Your heart stopped, seeing something buried deep into Chris’ stomach, with Parrish trying to help him.

“Oh my god,” you ran to him, putting your hand on the bent pole that ran through him, and through the wall.

You saw the blood dripping from his mouth, his face, and body in pain while you saw tears visible in his eyes.

“Go… C-Call an ambulance,” you said to Parrish.

“Maybe I shouldn't leave-”

“Go!” your eyes were purple as he paused, nodding his head before running away.

“C-Chris, can you hear me?” your voice wavered as you stroked his cheek.

“Yeah, I can,” he replied.

“You should've waited for me!” you exclaimed.

He didn't reply, instead, you heard his shaky breath.

You put your hand on the pole, taking a deep breath as you tried to control your tears, feeling your heart racing.

“Traho,” you pulled on the pole, using all your strength and magic as you clenched your jaw, hearing Chris yelling out.

It didn't even budge.

“I-I’ll try again,” you took another deep breath, pulling on the pole.

“Stop! (Y/N)! Please, stop,” he begged.

“No, we have to save you,” you shook your head.

“How are we gonna do that? You can’t move this pole either,” he sighed.

“Then we’ll keep trying until we get it,” there were hot tears in your eyes as you looked up at him.

He sighed, reaching for your hand softly.

“(Y/N), maybe this is supposed to be a sign,” he said softly.

You froze before frowning.

“I don’t understand what you mean,” you scoffed.

“The Argent name has been around for four hundred years. Maybe it's time it came to an end,” more and more tears came to your eyes, while there was an expression of anger on your face.

“Y-You think you’re just gonna give up? T-That this is the end? A-Are you insane? Are you stupid? This isn't the end. Parrish is calling for help. You’re gonna be okay. I-I’ll call S-Scott,” you were shaking, looking down at your hands which were covered in his blood, while you gasped softly, closing your eyes.

You gripped onto the pole again, before he stopped you.

“(Y/N). Enough,” he shook his head.

“No! I need you, Chris. You’re not giving up. Not now,” maybe it sounded selfish, but there was no one else in the world that meant more to you and Chris, not even Derek.

Chris had always been there for you and always cared for you. He was your father.

“Then maybe it’s time for you to move on,” he said softly.

“No. You need to stay alive. You need to fight this,” your voice broke as you continued to pull on the pole, hearing him yell out in pain.

“Chris, you need to fight this. You’re the last Argent. You always told me that I needed to fight because I was the last of my bloodline, so why not you? Fight to stay alive. For Allison. For Victoria. P-Please, Chris,” he went quiet, more and more tears in his eyes as he stroked your cheek softly.

“It doesn't matter if I choose to give up or not. I’m stuck like this,” he shook his head.

You took a deep breath, shaking your head.

“I have an idea,” you said softly.

“What idea?” you saw the concern in his face as you took a deep breath.

If you could heal like a werewolf, then there was no reason why you shouldn't have the strength of one too.

You can do this, for Chris

Your eyes glew a light blue, while you slowly gripped onto the pole once again. You focused all your power and energy on the pole.

“(Y/N)?”

You took a deep breath, while you continued pulling onto it as hard as you could.

You could hear Chris’ yells while you tried your hardest to focus, letting out a grunt as you continued pulling.

The pole shifted, you could feel it coming out slowly, before you pulled as hard as you could, pulling it out of Chris as he gasped, falling to the floor while you immediately caught him, your eyes reverting to their normal color.

“Consuo,” you held him up, while he leaned onto you.

“H-How did you do that?” he asked.

“Shh, we have to get you out of here. Come on.”

You continued to hold him up, while the two of you rushed out of the sewer.

---

“You should really go home and change, (Y/N),” Melissa sat next to you, while you shook your head.

“I’m not leaving him,” you said.

“He’s safe,” she replied.

You sat next to Chris’ bed at the hospital, your clothes and body completely soaked in his blood.

“I’m not moving until he wakes up,” your voice wavered before she sighed.

“Fine. How do you feel?” she asked.

“I feel fine,” you muttered softly.

“(Y/N),” she pulled you in softly, wrapping her arm around you.

Your eyes watered as you continued to stay stiff, trying to block out anything and everything.

You saw Argent stir slightly, while you tensed, standing up.

“Chris?” you asked softly.

You walked to his side, stroking his cheek softly.

“How do you feel?” you asked.

“Like I was run through with a pole,” you scoffed slightly, reaching for his hand.

“Are you going to tell me how the hell you did that?” you could immediately see the worry in his face.

You knew you would have to tell him.

“Uhm, I figured if I could heal, then maybe I could use werewolf strength too,” you muttered.

“What? Are you turning into a werewolf?” he tensed, sitting up slightly before he winced.

You shook your head no, taking a deep breath.

Just say it, (Y/N). It's Chris

“I’m pregnant,” you said quickly.

You couldn't read the expression on his face, as you clenched your jaw.

“I gave Allison the safe sex lesson, I didn't think I needed to tell you too,” you sighed, rolling your eyes.

“Chris-”

“Who else knows?” he asked.

“You, Melissa, Cora, and Isaac,” you replied.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

You nodded slightly, letting out a shaky exhale.

“I’m happy for you,” he gave you a small smile as you shook your head.

“I don’t know what to do,” you ran your fingers through your hair.

“I think you need to start off by telling your boyfriend,” you nodded softly.

“I still don't know how to say it. And we got into this argument today, a-and he’s dying,” you stopped yourself, your eyes watering slightly.

“Hey, it’s gonna be okay, (Y/N). No matter what argument you get into, you still love each other and you’re both strong enough and smart enough to figure this out.

You sniffled softly, nodding your head before you heard someone knock at the door, frowning slightly.

Derek walked into the room, while you tensed slightly.

“Melissa called me,” he said.

He walked to you, wrapping his arms around you. He turned to look at Chris.

“Are you okay?” he asked Chris, while he nodded.

“Are you okay?” he turned to you before you nodded as well.

“Let’s go home,” he said softly.

“I think I should stay with Chris-”

“Go home, (Y/N),” Chris interrupted.

“But-”

“Go,” he said again.

You nodded softly, pressing a kiss to his forehead before making your way out of the hospital, wrapping your arm around Derek.

---

You continued to hold his hand while he parked his car, turning to face you.

“You’ve been really quiet the ride back,” he said.

You shook your head, sighing.

“I’m just tired,” you said softly.

“Well, maybe it’s time for us to take some rest. I was thinking a movie, maybe I’ll make you some dinner,” he raised an eyebrow.

“A date night?” you asked.

“Why not?” he replied.

You chuckled softly, nodding your head.

“It’s been a while,” you said softly.

“Which is exactly why we need one,” he said.

You nodded softly as he smiled.

“Well,” he got out of the car, making his way around to open the door for you, reaching for your hand.

“Let’s go then?”

You held his hand, pressing your lips against his.

“I love you, Derek,” you said softly.

“I love you too,” he led you inside the building, while you wrapped your arm around his waist, using the elevator.

As you exited the elevator, you could immediately smell something. It was blood. Your face dropped, while you pulled open the loft door.

“Oh my god,” you could see some blood spilled on the ground, lights flashing as the alarms went off. Everything was broken, as well as the windows.

Scott and Kira were gone.

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