Save Them All: Stiles Stilinski's Rebirth

"Scott," I croak out. This was everything I wanted to avoid, everything I wanted to stop from happening. He was never supposed to get hurt. None of them were.

Derek seeing the change in my, backs away in fear not quite sure as to the cause of my sudden outburst before stepping in front of me trying to get in my way but I shake my head in disdain. His not stopping me, no-one is.

If I have to go through him to get to Scott then I will.

And then.. Peter is there, "Stiles" he calls my name too softly for the humans to hear and but he gets my attention, I turn to look at him and see he's sitting in his wheelchair, only a hint of red can be seen in his eyes.

"What are you going to do?"

You would think a man as smart as him, would know my intentions by the pure blood-l.u.s.t rolling off of me.

"I'm going hunter hunting." A sinister smile forms on my face as I feel the darkness begin to reign in.

'Give in Stiles. Give in.' My instincts, my d.e.s.i.r.e whispers seductively.

Noticing this change in mentally, he stands as he makes his way towards me. Derek clearly shocked at his sudden miraculous recovery.

"Stiles. Calm down" Peter says with authority. He seems to think he has control over me. He hasn't yet realised that I'm not the obedient Beta I've been pretending to be.

True, a calmer me, would have taken a moment to question, why would Scott and the others be at the police station, And how did the four of them get together in the first place? No, Why did they?

A calmer me would have wanted to help Scott right now.

A calmer me would have realised that fighting firer with fire only makes the whole world burn. But I was not.

Sure, it sucks a bit that I went through all that trouble to keep Kate alive, while making sure that Peter's nurse was found out and that the police knew exactly who did what and when.

But, like I said before. If I was calmer. I might have acted differently.

"Are you coming with me or not?" I ask him

His face slowly morphs into the happiest of grins I've ever seen him make, "I thought you'd never ask"

And… he's back to being classic psycho Peter.

Not that I mind.

*Lo-Catio*

Using a bit of a magical GPS tracker, I find her location instantly.

"Hold on tight" I order as the world begins to spin around us as I transport the three of us to Kate Argent or rather her safe house.

Slack jawed the two wolves look at me a bit shaken at my sudden show of skill. Unaware of what I just did, they have questions but wisely choose to hold their tongues.

"She's in there. I can smell the bitch" Peter says manically. I'm sure the two of us look drugged up right now but I assure you, we are perfectly sober.

Making my way to the door, the two follow behind me on the stone drive way as I knock on the door

Waiting patiently, the door slowly opens.

The man who opens the door is armed heavily. He seems a bit confused as to who and why we are hear.

Breaking into an excited tone, "Hi…. Would you like to change religions?! I have a free book written by Jesus"

Not giving him a chance to speak, I cut him "Oh not interested? Too bad." I fake turn around as he is dazed at my sudden arrival and departure

"Forgive me Father. For I will sin" I swiftly turn around grabbing him by the throat, lifting him off the ground as I force my way inside.

All the while Peter seems to be enjoying my little show as much as I am.

Inside, I'm able to count about 20 bodies. They are instantly alert, with their guns c.o.c.ked and ready.

"Oh boys. Boys. Boys. Boys…. You don't want to do that" I speak as they hold their finger on the trigger. Scanning the room, I immediately spot my target.

"Who are you? ... Allison's little boyfriend?" The now short haired blonde woman asks. It seems our fugitive underwent a little makeover.

"Kate!" Derek and Peter growl before she recognises the other two.

"Hey, Derek been a while. Peter always a p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e "

"Not long enough" Derek fires back. Seems the sour wolf has been learning well in the Stilinski school of snarky comments.

Growing impatient, Peter plays along to my earlier gag "Stiles. I think I'm about to break one of the ten commandments?"

"Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's wife?"

This mini skit earns a chuckle from one of the henchmen.

"No…." He smiles, before beginning to shift into his more wolf like form. As fur begins to cover his face and arms. His hands that were just clenched shoots open as his claws begins to show and his eyes turn into a deep shade of blood red…..

"Thou shalt not kill"