Stiles, Derek and I sit in Stiles' Jeep outside the hospital talking on the phone with Scott, who was currently at the lacrosse game. "Did you get the picture?" Scott asks curiously through the phone. "Yeah, we did, and it looks just like the drawing." Stiles tells him. It was currently on the speaker phone so we could all hear it. Derek grabs Stiles' arm so he could talk to Scott. "Hey, is there something on the back of it? There's gotta be something." Derek starts saying as Stiles winces in pain from the tight grip. "Yeah some sort of inscription, or an opening on it" I add leaning into the front.

"No, no, the thing's flat. And, no, it doesn't open. There's nothing in it, on it, around it, nothing. And where are you two. You're both supposed to be here. You're both first line." Scott says through the phone as Derek turns to me in shock. "You joined the lacrosse team? Without my permission?" Derek asks me in disbelief. "Not exactly. Coach saw me using a lacrosse stick and signed me up" I tell him and he glares at me.

I here Scott get hit on the other side of the phone by someone. "Aah!" Scott says in shock. "Where the hell is Hale and Bilinski? Huh?" I hear Coach ask. "Guys, you're not gonna play if you're not here to start." Scott tells us. "We know." Stiles says glancing at me. "Look, if you see my dad, can you tell him... Tell him I'll be there, I'll just be a little bit late, okay?" Stiles says. "Yeah I will" Scott says. "All right, thanks." Stiles says hanging up.

"You're not gonna make it" Derek tells him. "I know." Stiles sighs. "And neither of you brought up his mom, either." Derek says. "Not till we find out the truth." Stiles sighs. "By the way, one more thing." Derek says. "Yeah." Stiles says. Derek grabs his head and slams it against the steering wheel as my eyes widen. He turns around and hits me in the arm hard and we both groan. "Oh, God! What the hell was..." Stiles starts to say. "You know what that was for. Go." Derek tells him.

"I didn't help him" I tell him. "Yeah and you didn't help me either. You went along with it. And you joined the lacrosse team without asking. Now the both of you go." He says. We both glare at him. "Go!" He yells and Stiles quickly gets out and then lets me out.

We both walk in and I answer Derek's call as we look around the empty hospital for any sign of Melissa. But we couldn't seem to find anyone. "Derek literally no one is here. We've been in here for like 5 minutes and I haven't seen anyone except for Stiles." I explain. "So you can't find her?" Derek asks me with a sigh. "Well that is what I just said. So I'm just gonna say yes" I smile sarcastically.

"Okay, ask for Jennifer. That's who's been looking after our uncle Peter." Derek says and I nod. I motion for Stiles to follow and we walk into uncle Peter's room to find that he's nowhere in sight. Maybe the nurses took him for tests. "He's not here" I tell him. "What?" Derek asks confused. "He's not here. Maybe they took him for tests" I shrug looking around the room. There's a moment of silence before he speaks again this time in panic. "Madi, get you and Stiles of out there now. It's him! He's the Alpha! Get out!" He starts panicking over the phone as I look over at Stiles with wide eyes.

"Stiles we have to go now! My uncle has been the Alpha the whole time!" I panic as his eyes widen. I grab his hand and walk out but we both stop in a panic as we see Peter stood in front of us and staring at us. "Hello my beautiful niece. And you must be Stiles." Peter smiles at us looking between the two of us. I hang up the phone and put it in my pocket as I step ahead of Stiles keeping him away from my uncle. Half his face was still burnt but yet he still had a huge grin.

"It's been you the whole time. You killed Laura, you almost killed Derek, and you bit my friend Scott. That's why when I found you in the woods near our house that night you didn't attack me. And you didn't kill me in the video store." I start naming off. "I could never kill you. You were always my favorite" He smiles. "Come on Stiles. We're going now" I say starting to turn around to leave. I find Peter's nurse though stood behind us which stopped us from leaving.

"What are you doing here? Visiting hours are over." She says with a smirk. "You..." Stiles says pointing at the nurse before looking back at Peter. "And him. You're the one who... oh, my.... And he's the..." Stiles continues to stutter trying to comprehend what's going on as Peter gets closer to us. "Oh, my God, I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die." Stiles panics. I snap and run up to the nurse and elbow her in the face knocking her unconscious as Derek runs over to us quickly.

Stiles looks at me with wide eyes. "That's not nice. She's my nurse." Peter says mocking hurt. "She's a psychotic bitch helping you kill people. Get out of the way." Derek tells Stiles. "Oh, damn." Stiles breathes. "I'll get him out of here" I tell Derek grabbing Stiles. "Wait. You guys think I killed Laura on purpose? One of my own family?" Peter questions Derek and I stopping me. He starts walking toward Derek making Derek growl at him and flash his eyes. "Stiles get out of here. Go to the game. I've got some family issues to deal with" I tell him. "I can't leave you here with him!" Stiles tells me.

"Yes you can and you will" I tell him flashing my blue eyes at him as Derek jumps at Peter but gets pushed against the wall instead. He gets slammed against another wall as I growl at him. I go for Peter but he grabs me by the neck and slams me onto the ground right next to Derek. I groan as he doesn't let go of my neck and grabs Derek's as well starting to lift us off the ground.

"My mind, my personality were literally burned out of me." Peter starts to explain dragging us across the floor as only our feet touched. We both tried to get out of his grip but he was too strong. "I was driven by pure instinct." He says dropping us to the ground with a slam next to his nurse. We both wince and Derek rolls to try and get up. Peter starts to take something out of his nurses pocket as Derek gets up and pushes me a little bit out of the way.

"You want forgiveness?" Derek asks punching him right across the face. He goes to hit him again but Peter blocks it as I get up. He headbutts Derek and Derek stumbles back. "I want understanding." Peter tells him kicking him back making him slide across the ground with a grunt. I kick Peter in the back and he stumbles forward falling to the ground. "And I want to understand why you did everything you did" I growl at him. He grabs my legs and pulls me down making me fall on top of him. He flips us over and punches me in the face before sliding me across the floor making Derek and I bonk heads and groan.

"Do you two have any idea what it was like for me during those years?" Peter asks standing up again as Derek spits out blood onto the ground making me wince. We look up at Peter as blood drips down Derek's lip. "Slowly healing, cell by cell. Even more slowly coming back to consciousness." Peter starts saying. Derek starts to stand back up as I notice Stiles glancing at us from behind the desk. I motion him to get back and hide and he quickly does as I start to get back up as well.

"Yes, becoming an Alpha, taking that from Laura pushed me over a plateau in the healing process. I can't help that." He says walking toward us. Derek quickly gets up and swings for Peter but Peter dodges quickly and slams his foot down on my back so I can't get back up. Derek goes for another swing which Peter dodges as well as blood runs down Derek's nose. Peter catches Derek's swings and starts squeezing his fist as I hear the painful crunching noise of Derek's knuckles breaking. Derek groans and drops to the ground next to me as I swing for Peter's leg but get easily stopped as Peter kicks me right in the face sending me against the wall with another groan.

"I tried to tell you two what was happening. I tried to warn you both." Peter explains throwing Derek through the glass above the counter. The glass shatters everywhere as Peter walks toward me. Blood was dripping down my nose and I spit some blood out tasting the gross copper taste. I shutter at the blood as Peter tilts his head knowingly. "Ah my little niece so afraid of blood, veins and needles thanks to your father. Good thing he's gone. Thanks to you." He says. He grabs me up by my leather jacket and slams me against the wall. "It was an accident!" I growl.

"Was it? Or did you do it so he would leave you alone? That is why your eyes are blue" He says flashing his red eyes at me making my eyes flash involuntarily. He smirks as he sees my blues eyes before throwing me over the counter as well. I land on a bunch of broken glass and it stabs into my back making me wince. I roll over onto my stomach in pain to see Derek trying to crawl behind some curtains. Peter slowly walks in and grabs me by my legs dragging me against the glass making pieces stab into my stomach as I scream in pain.

He drags me out of the room as he follows Derek. I could hear Derek coughing over my groans of pain. We end up in the morgue and Derek leans against a wall as Peter drops my legs. I lay on the ground breathing heavily which would make me wince. Peter slides me over toward Derek and Derek quickly sits me up and start checking me over. "I was going to wait for dramatic flair, but..." Peter trails off. He looks into a mirror that was right next to him. He grabs the mirror and flips it as his face starts to heal. He stops it and looks in the mirror to see his face was now fully healed and he smiles.

"When you look this good , why wait?" Peter asks making me scoff. Peter looks over at me. "Red isn't your color" I tell him making him laugh. "Oh but it is" He smiles. "You guys have to give me a chance to explain. After all, we're family." Peter smiles as Derek and I look at each other. "I don't want to listen to you" I tell him. "What? No second chance? After all that's what everyone gave you after you killed your father" Peter smiles making me growl. "Madison. Let's- Let's just listen. It's not like he's gonna let us go" Derek tells me and I sigh. "Great." Peter smiles.

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I walk into the boy's locker room after Danny walks out. I close the door and cut the wires for the lights. "Danny?" I hear Scott ask. I walk toward the shower area where Derek and Peter currently were. Derek rolls a lacrosse ball out of the shower area and it hits a set of lockers. "What the hell..." I hear Scott mutter confused. He walks into the shower area to find Derek and I stood there as Peter hides.

"Thank God! Where the hell have you two been? Do you have any idea what's been going on?" Scott questions us walking towards us. Peter walks out of his hiding place with a lacrosse stick as I cross my arms over my chest. He hadn't convinced me of anything but he convinced Derek. So I was pretending to go along with this. Scott turns around and looks at Peter confused.

"I really don't get lacrosse." Peter says looking down at the stick as Scott's eyes widen in realization. "It was you..." Scott breathes in shock. "When I was in high school, we played basketball. There's a real sport." Peter tells him. Scott look back at us in shock as I give him a sympathetic look. "Don't you play this sport too Madison?" Peter asks me. "Yeah but I missed my first game thanks to you" I mumble angrily making him grin. "You know, I read somewhere that lacrosse comes from Native American tribes and that they played it to resolve conflict. Do I have that right? Well... I have a little conflict of my own to resolve, Scott. But I need your help to do it." Peter explains setting the lacrosse stick down and looking at Scott.

"I'm not helping you kill people." Scott growls. "Well, I don't want to kill all of them. Just the responsible ones. And that doesn't have to include..." Peter trails off trying to think. He turns to us, well specifically me looking for the name. "Allison" I tell him. "Yes the one my niece is in love with" He nods. Scott turns to look at us with wide and confused eyes. "You guys are on his side?" Scott asks in disbelief. I'll explain it to him later but for right now I'll go with it.

"Are you forgetting the part where he killed your sister?" Scott asks. "It was a mistake." Derek says looking at Peter as I nod. "What?" Scott asks confused. "It happens" Derek tells him. "Scott..." Peter says making Scott look over at him. "I think you're getting the wrong impression of us. We really just want to help you reach your full potential." Peter tries to explain. "By killing my friends." Scott says. "Sometimes the people closest to you... can be the ones holding you back the most." Peter says. "No kidding" I mumble making Derek elbow me in the side. "Ow!" I whisper rubbing my side and glaring at him.

"If they're holding me back from becoming a psychotic nut job like you... I'm okay with that." Scott tells him. Peter starts coming closer causing Scott to step away from him. Peter starts motioning for him to come closer though. "Maybe...You could try and see things...From my perspective" Peter tells him showing off his claws. I walk toward the two as Peter smirks. "Apparently you do too since you don't seem convinced enough either." Peter says. He digs his claws into the back of Scott's neck making Scott's eye roll back into his head. He takes his other hand and the same thing happens to me as well.

Scott and I both groan in pain and he takes his claws out of our necks making us both drop to the ground. I start to get a lot of flashes of his memories as I squirm on the ground holding the back of my neck. I start to breath heavily almost like I was hyperventilating. My eyes flash their blue as Peter and Derek leave us. I see memories of the people he killed, which were people that helped burn the house down and uncle Peter screaming in agony from his wounds.

I see a memory of the fire and uncle Peter and I start to feel upset as I see a glimpse of mom. I see him kill Laura which makes me feel upset. I gasp as the memories fade and sweat drips down my forehead. I start breathing heavily as I look over at Scott. Wow did those memories look and feel horrible.