Targets, Time, and only so much Tolerance

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It wasn't hard to find the scent of each werewolf, if it was just tracking them. They'd been all over Beacon Hills and with such a powerful nose, it's not just scents you smell, but everything within radius. Stiles didn't let that he was riding on thin Ice slip. He was always trying to control his shift, and if he lost focus, he doubted he'd be able to stop killing. So he trudged on, and he narrowed down the twins.


They were sprinting down an alleyway, he was right in front of them in a second and he stopped them both," have any last words before I drink your... blood..." Stiles said a little light headed.


"Please, don't kill us, we left the alpha pack, if you can even call it that anymore!" Aiden spoke quickly.


"We'd actually like to join your pack... please," the other twin was practically mortified and dead when Stiles looked at him, Stiles looked towards Aiden then back to Ethan and sighed.


"First off, I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that, because you should be taking that up with Scott, second, Where's Kali and Deucalion?" Stiles said, but sniffed instead of waited," oh, an old factory or something, it won't matter, I'll find it," Stiles headed back to the loft, he entered through the elevator," I've found them, so everyone get ready!" Stiles shouted and Scott glanced over to him.


"You found Deucalion?"


"And Kali, so, get ready, Allison will need to be the one to put up the mountain ash barrier, since the rest of us are... supernaturally inclined..." Stiles said," they are in an old factory, secluded. We do have a problem, the alpha twins, they want to join in with the pack, so, while you deal with that..." Stiles rolled his eyes.


"I'll get the mountain ash," Allison said, getting up. Stiles mentally prepared himself for what was about to happen. He needed to kill the Darach, who was after the alpha, he needed to kill the alpha and Kali before anything else bad happens. Derek was pacing, Scott was breathing deep, the pack was antsy, if not on their own free will, but of their leaders examples. The pack bond was strong, but Stiles felt so disconnected. He sighed, he started to walk out of the loft, clothes dirty, but he didn't care. He lead the pack to the abandoned factory, knowing Deucalion's inside.


"There's a 3rd heartbeat, I'm guessing the Darach, which I do believe is our teacher... Mrs. Blake..." Stiles said, the group couldn't argue, but Derek shied away. Stiles rolled his eyes, "it's just death," he muttered, he was next the pack one second, then on the roof the next. He jumped through the skylight and hissed at the three. Kali was dead by broken glass shards being magically thrown into her body like a pin cushion. He jumped on Deucalion and kicked him across the factory.


"A puny vampire and witch, is this all you have to fight?" He questioned Jennifer, she smirked," she's about to kill her last victims, including I think... your dad," Deucalion words echoed, then Jennifer's head was snapped and Stiles was gone.


"You know, I hope you're not afraid of dying, because I'm going to tear you limb from limb, and I'm going to suck the life out of you," Stiles jumped down and landed on Deucalion, scratching him everywhere. Stiles was thrown off of him, Deucalion turned into this giant enormous wolf like creature. Eyes bloodshot red and glowing, Stiles hissed, waiting for the pack to complete the mountain ash circle. As soon as he heard that it was up, he leapt onto the wolf and bit him. He was bucked off, coughing like a monster. He felt the pain in his back again and then his shirt ripped, his wings spread out in a flurry. Wind radiated off him, he flew to the top of the factory and held his hand out, his skin burned, bit it set on fire, he threw the flames down on the ground. Letting the. Spread everywhere. The wolf howled in pain.


The pack had watched from a distance away, flames spurting out, but stopped by the barrier, Derek paced more and more, wondering how they will hurt Stiles. He watched in horror as the giant wolf tackled Stiles into barrier, Stiles looked so demonic, his hand touched the barrier and pushed with flames. Then a second after, he pinned Deucalion. He bit hard onto his neck, latching onto him, Deucalion didn't give up, he bit Stiles back, scratching everywhere before his life was over. It was done. Stiles released the dead wolf and limped back into the building. More and more flames were released from the building. Then they stopped, no more flames spewed out. Derek sprinted for the building, not hearing a heart beat at all, Stiles could of been dead, could still be a vampire, could be a lot of things. Scott was right behind him, punching at the barrier. Pushing at the spot Stiles burned until it broke.


Scott saw Stiles first, throwing up blood. Then more and more," stay away," he muttered, throwing up more. Stiles started crawling away, "he bit me, I don't know what's going to happen!" Stiles yelled, passing out. Scott yelled and caught him, muttering something along the lines of 'I'm sorry,' Stiles heartbeat spiked.

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