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Chapter Twenty-Two
🦎 Fury 🦎

"So, this kid's the real killer?" Stilinski asked as they stood around Stiles' room, looking at a current yearbook with Matt's picture circled. "Yeah." The twins both said and their father shook his head, "No." He said, making them look at him crazy. 

"Yes!" Stiles and Sawyer said and their father crossed his arms and gave them a look, "No." He said, making Stiles stand up. "Dad, come on! Everybody knows that the police look for ways to connect victims in a murder, okay? So, all he had to do is, like, look through their transcripts and figure out which class they all had in common." Stiles said. 

"Yeah, except for the fact that the rave promoter, Kara, wasn't in Harris' class." Stilinski said and Sawyer raised her eyebrows and hummed slightly, "Then, I guess they dropped the charges against him?" She asked and her father squinted at her slightly. 

"No, you know what? They're not dropping the charges. But, that doesn't prove anything. Scott, do you believe this?" Stilinski asked, making his kids scoff in offense, "It's really hard to explain how we know this, but you just gotta trust us. We know it's Matt." Scott said. 

"Yeah, he took Harris' car, okay? Look, he knew that if a cop found tire tracks at one of the murders, and that if enough of the victims were in Harris' class, that they'd arrest him." Sawyer said and Stilinski sighed and shook his head slightly. "All right, fine. I'll allow the remote possibility. But give me a motive. I mean, why would this kid want most of the 2006 swim team and its coach dead?" He asked and Stiles raised his arms slightly. 

"Isn't it obvious? Our swim team sucks! They haven't won in, like, six years!" Stiles said, making his sister sigh, "Okay, we don't have a motive yet. I mean, come on, does Harris?" Sawyer asked. "What do you want me to do?" Stilinski asked, making the teens glance at each other, "We need to look at the evidence." Scott said. 

"Yeah, that would be in the station, where I no longer work." Stilinski said and the twins raised their eyebrows, "Trust us, they'll let you in." They both said, making their father look at them incredulously. "Trust you two?" He asked as he pointed at them and their eyes widened slightly. 

"Trust- Trust Scott?" They both said and Stilinski nodded slightly, "Scott, I trust." 

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Scott, Stiles, Sawyer and Stilinski walked into the station and the women at the front desk raised her eyebrows. "It's two in the morning." She said and Stilinski sighed, "Believe me, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't extremely important." He said. 

"We look at the hospital stuff first, okay?" Stiles whispered, making Scott and Sawyer look at him, "Why?" Scott asked. "Because all the murders were committed by Jackson, except for one. You remember?" He asked and they nodded, "The pregnant woman, Jessica." Sawyer said and Stiles nodded. 

"Yeah, since Matt had to kill her himself, somebody from the hospital could've seen him." Stiles said before looking back over at the women at the front desk and his dad. The woman sighed before nodding slightly, "Thank you." He said and looked back at them, "Kids." He said to get their attention before walking away. 

A little while later they all stood around watching the camera footage from the hospital. "I don't know, guys. I mean, look at this- there was a six-car pile-up that night. The hospital was jammed." Stilinski said and Stiles sighed, "All right, just keep going. Look, he had to have passed one of the cameras on that floor to get to Jessica, okay? He's gotta be on the footage somewhere." Stiles said and then someone walked past the camera.

"Oh, hold on! Stop! Did you see that? Scroll back." Scott said and Stilinski rewind the tape, "That's him! That's Matt!" Sawyer said, pointing at the screen making her dad look at it confused. "All I can see is the back of someone's head." He said and Stiles nodded. 

"Matt's head, yeah! I sit behind him in history. He's got a very distinct cranium! It's weird." Stiles said, making his dad look at him weird, "Are you crazy?" Stilinski asked, making Stiles sigh. 

"All right, fine. Then look at his jacket, huh? How many people do you know who wear black leather jackets?" Stiles said and Sawyer pursed her lips slightly, "I own a couple leather jackets." She said and Stiles nodded slightly. "I rest my case." He said, making Sawyer roll her eyes before looking at their father. 

"Can we scroll forward? There's gotta be a shot of him coming at one of the cameras at some point." She said and Stilinski nodded. He kept the footage going until Stiles spoke up again, "Right there! Stop, stop! See, there he is again." 

"You mean there's the back of his head again." 

"Okay, but look- he's talking to someone." Stiles says and Scott leans in for a clearer view before his eyes widen, "He's talking to my mom." 

After calling his mom, she was able to confirm that it was in fact Matt in the recordings. "We have shoe prints alongside the tire tracks at the trailer site."  Stilinski said and Sawyer nodded slightly, "If they match that puts Matt at the scene of three murders. The trailer, the hospital and the rave." Sawyer said and Stilinski looked up from the computer screen. 

"Actually, four. A credit card receipt for an oil change was signed by Matt at the garage where the mechanic was killed." He said and Stiles looked at him, "When?" He asked. "A few hours before you got there." Stilinski said, making them glance at each other, "Dad, if one's an incident, two's a coincidence, three's a pattern, what's four?" Stiles asked. 

"Four's enough for a warrant. Scott, call your mom back, see how quick she can get here. If I can get an official ID, I can get a search warrant. Sawyer, go to the front desk. Tell them to let Scott's mom in when she gets here." Stilinski said and Sawyer nodded and saluted him before walking out. 

She walked out to the front desk finding the women, laying on the floor in a puddle of blood. Her body slashed open, ripped across the front of her uniform. Sawyer's eyes widened and she stepped back until the sound of a gun cocking made her slowly look up. Standing in front of her was Matt, pointing a gun at her head while smirking.  

Scott pockets his phone and turns to Stilinski and Stiles, "She's on her way here. Guys?" He asked, noticing that Stilinski and Stiles weren't paying attention. Scott follows their stare to the open door where Matt was tightly holding Sawyer's arm as he pressed the gun up against her head making her suck in a deep breath. 

"Matt? It's Matt right? Matt, whatever's going on, I guarantee there's a solution that doesn't involve a gun." Stilinski said as he held his hands up slightly and Matt chuckled, "Funny you say that. Because I don't think you're aware of just how right you are." Matt said, pressing the gun hard into the side of Sawyer's head making her close her eyes for a moment. 

"I know you don't want to hurt people." 

"Actually, I want to hurt a lot of people. You four weren't on my list but I could be persuaded. One way is to try calling someone with your phone in your pocket like McCall's doing. That could definitely get someone hurt." Matt says pressing the gun more onto Sawyer's head making her close her eyes for a moment. 

"Everyone." Matt said, gesturing to the desk and all the guys put their phones on the desk. Sawyer reached into her pocket and subtly the speed dial number for Derek, before pulling her phone out, keeping the screen pointed at the floor. She held it out to Stiles, giving him a look that pretty much told him to keep the screen hidden as he put it on the desk. 

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A handcuff locks around Stilinski's wrist, one of the cuff's attached to the wall outside the holding cells. "Tighter." Matt said and Stiles glared at Matt who kept the gun pressed against Sawyer's head while Scott looked on. "Do what he says." Stilinski nodded reassuringly at his son before glancing over at his daughter as Stiles reluctantly tightened the handcuff. 

Matt motions for them to move toward the corridor. But as Stiles steps back, he can't seem to turn from his father's fearful eyes until Matt shoves him forward. Scott and Stiles walk back to the front of the station, Matt still holding onto Sawyer's arm behind them. 

The sound of harsh breathing makes them pause and they glanced down the adjacent hall in time to see a paralyzed deputy dragged back into a room by a human but clawed hand. Matt jams the gun into Scott's back, pushing him onward, "You going to kill everyone in here?" Scott asked. 

"No. That's what Jackson's for. All I have to do is think about killing them. He does the rest." 

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A paper shredder roars under a heavy workload. With the gun now pointed at the group, and not just a Sawyer, Matt watches the three destroy all of the evidence in Stilinski's office. Sawyer glanced over at Matt for a moment before moving around the desk to grab something. As she did so, she discreetly grabbed her phone to see it still on a call with Derek. 

Stiles tapes out a command on the computer and looks up when it beeps a confirmation. "Deleted. And we're done. All right, so Matt, since all the people you brutally murdered deserved it because they killed you first- whatever that means- I think we're good here, right? So we'll just get our dad and we'll go, you know? You continue on the whole vengeance thing. Enjoy the kanima." Stiles says and Matt goes to talk but the roar of a car engine interrupts them. 

Matt holds still, listening to the sound of a car pulling up to the curb, "Sounds like your mom's here, McCall." Matt said, making Scott's eyes widen. "Matt, don't do this. When she comes to the door, I'll just tell her to leave, okay? I'll say we didn't find anything. Please, Matt." Scott pleads but Matt shakes his head, waving him, Stiles and Sawyer towards the door. 

"If you don't move right now, I'm going to kill Sawyer, then Stiles and then your mom." Matt said and Scott looked at the twins for a moment before walking over to the door. Stepping outside Stilinski's office, Scott, Stiles and Sawyer approached the door that led to the front desk lobby with Matt behind them. "Open it." 

"Matt, please." 

Pressing the gun the the back of Sawyer's head making her suck in a deep breath, "Why me?" Sawyer mumbled as Matt glared at Scott. "Open the door." He said slowly and Scott put his hand on the knob before slowly turning it. The door slowly clicks open allowing them to peer out to the front desk. But it's not Melissa standing in the lobby, it's Derek making Scott sigh in relief, "Oh, thank God." Scott muttered. 

Before anything can happen, Derek falls forward onto the floor of the office with a painful smack. "This is the one controlling him? This kid?" Derek asked, looking at Matt incredulously and Matt crouched down next to him. 

"Well, Derek, not everyone's lucky enough to be a big, bad Werewolf. Oh, yeah! That's-that's right. I've learned a few things lately. Werewolves, Hunters, Kanimas, whatever the hell Sawyer is... It's like a frickin' Halloween party every full moon. Except for you, Stiles. What do you turn into?" Matt asked and Stiles shrugged slightly. 

"Abominable Snowman. But, uh, it's more of, like, a wintertime thing, you know? Seasonal." Stiles said sarcastically and Matt nodded at Jackson who instantly scratched the back of Stiles' neck making Sawyer's eyes wide . "Hey!" She yelled, going to catch her brother as he started to fall forward but Jackson held up his clawed hand before shaking his finger at him. 

Stiles fell on top of Derek making them both groan, "You bitch..." Stiles muttered. "Get him off me." Derek said slowly.and Matt crouched down next to them again, "Oh, I don't know, Derek- I think you two make a pretty good pair! It must kind of suck, though, to have all that power taken away from you with just a little cut to the back of the neck. I bet you're not used to feeling this helpless." Matt said and Derek looked at him. 

"Scott, don't trust him." Stiles said and Matt pushed Stiles off of Derek, before pressing his foot down on Stiles' chest. "This work better for you?" Matt asked as Stiles gasped slightly, trying to get air. "Stop, just stop!" Sawyer yelled, "Then do what I tell you to." Matt demands as Stiles's eyes teared up. "Okay, all right!" Scott yelled and Matt removed his foot away from Stiles, making him cough and sputters for air. 

Turning to Jackson, Matt motions to Stilinski's office, "Put them in there." He says before pointing the gun at Sawyer, "You better stay and not try anything." He says and she looks at him with a dark glare, "You should've drowned at the party." She spat, making Matt suck in a sharp, deep breath before looking at Scott, "You. With me." 

When they walked away Jackson walked over to Sawyer and roughly pushed her into the office. Then goes back and drags Stiles and Derek into the office while Sawyer sat against the couch, closing her eyes as she tried to take calm, deep breaths. 

"Sawyer? Panic attack?" Stiles asked and she shook her head slightly, "It's fine, I got it. Are you okay." She asked. Stiles was about to say something but the sound of a gunshot rang throughout the station making Sawyer's eyes shoot open, her eyes clouded over. She heard distant sounds of gunfire and the station's alarm going off. 

"Sawyer? Why are you so quiet?" Stiles asked, snapping Sawyer out of her trance, making her blink rapidly, her eyes going back to normal. "Something's going to happen, something other than Matt..." She said, making Stiles and Derek furrow their brows, "What? How do you know?" Stiles asked. 

Sawyer went to say something but all of a sudden, Matt shoved Scott into the office, "The evidence is gone. Why don't you just go?" Scott said and Matt squinted at him. "You think the evidence mattered that much? I want the book." Matt demeaned making everyone look at him confused, "What? What book?" Scott asked. 

"The Bestiary! And not just a few pages. I want the whole thing." He said and Sawyer furrowed her brows as she slowly stood up, "We don't have it. It's Gerard's. What do you want it for anyway?" She asked. 

"I want answers." 

"To what?" 

"To this." Matt says and pulls up his shirt to reveal an unexpected development forming over the skin on his side. Scales. Exactly like those on the body of the Kanima. 

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Stiles and Derek lie on the floor of the office while Jackson stands watch at the door. He barely moves, glancing back only briefly to make sure his captives are still immobile. Sawyer had moved to sit on the ground, leaning her back against her dad's desk. 

"Hey, do you know what's happening to Matt?" Stiles asked, "I know the book's not gonna help him. You can't just break the rules, not like this." Derek said and Sawyer glanced at him. "What do you mean?" She asked, "Universe balances things out. Always does." Derek said and Stiles nodded slightly. 

"Is it because he's using Jackson to kill people who don't deserve it?" Stiles asked and Derek nodded, "And killing people himself." He said. "So, if Matt breaks the rules of the Kanima, he becomes the Kanima? That's what you were talking about back at the rave." Sawyer said looking at Derek who nodded, "Balance." 

"Will he believe us if we tell him that?" Stiles asked and Sawyer sighed and shook her head, "Considering he doesn't believe that taking pictures of Allison outside her bedroom window is stalking to an extreme, he's definitely not gonna believe this." She said. "Okay. He's gonna kill all of us when he gets that book, isn't he?" Stiles asked, "Yep." Derek said. "All right, so what do we do? Do we just-do we just sit here and wait to die?" Sawyer asked. 

"Unless I can figure out a way to push the toxin out of my body faster, like triggering the healing process..." Derek glances at Stiles and Sawyer, with a surreptitious look. They look down to see blood spreading across the floor, hands at his sides, Derek's claws dig into his own thighs. "Oh, what are you doing? Aw, gross." Stiles groaned. 

Sawyer stared at him for a moment before pursing her lips as she grabbed her bag she always had with her. She dug around for a moment before pulling out a pocket knife, "Wanna use this?" 

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"So, is that hypothetical situation we talked about getting any less hypothetical?" Stiles asked after a few minutes, "I think so... I can move my toes." Derek said, making Stiles groan, "Dude, I can move my toes." 

All of the sudden the lights click out bringing the already dark station to almost pitch black as an alarm starts going off. "It's starting..." Sawyer said in a slight whisper as she slowly got to her knees, watching the door in case something happens until her attention is directed to the windows as headlights shine through. 

Then the sound of glass shatter runs through the station. Sawyer quickly got up, flipping her pocket knife open before running over to Derek. "You ready?" She asked and he nodded, preparing himself. She quickly raised her knife up before forcefully jabbing it into his leg making him groan as Stiles cringes and looked away. 

She pulls the knife out before squeezing the wound making more blood come out until Derek was able to flex his hands. A few seconds later Scott runs into the office as Derek sits up. "Take him. Go!" Derek yells as he pushes Stiles towards Scott. Sawyer quickly ran over, wrapping her brother's other arm around her shoulders before they started pulling him to a different room. 

Jackson rises back up, fangs bared, eyes burning bright and worst of all, claws dripping with venom. He ran forward as Scott and Sawyer dragged Stiles back into the next office where Sawyer quickly slammed the door shut. She locked it, only for Jackson to smash through a moment later as Scott and Sawyer dragged Stiles into the next room, another door slamming shit before locking. 

Scott, Sawyer and a barely mobile Stiles tumble into the interrogation room, Scott quickly closing the steel door just as Jackson slams into it. Scott flips the dead bolt and nothing. The three of them gasping, they listen but all they hear are panicked shouts from Melissa and Stilinski in the cell block just nearby. 

Sawyer and Scott move Stiles onto one of the chairs, "Don't move." Scott said making Stiles give him a look, "You know what I mean." Scott said before running off. 

"Dad. We need to go-" Stiles said, trying to get off the chair but Sawyer stopped him, "You need to stay here. Theres a giant paralytic murderous lizard running around, a psychopath with a gun and a giant group of angry Argents out for blood and you can't move. You need to stay here." Sawyer said and Stiles looked at with an almost begging expression making her sigh. 

"I'm gonna go check on dad. You stay here." She said, "But what about you?" He asked and she sighed before glancing around slightly. She quickly ran over, grabbing the fire extinguisher off of the wall, before turning back to her brother, making him give her a look. "It worked for the hunter... Kinda. Plus, I still got my knife." She said before smiling at him and running out. 

Sawyer ran into the cell block area making Stilinski and Melissa look at her. "Sawyer! Help me get these off." Stilinski said and Sawyer ran over to him before slamming the fire extinguisher down on the chain of the handcuffs making them break. Melissa and Stilinski laughed in relief until all of the sudden Matt slammed the end of his gun onto Stilinski's head, knocking him out. 

"Dad!" Sawyer yelled, going to run over to him but Matt stepped forward, making her take a step back. "Matt, please, listen to me. My son has been shot, and I've heard other gunfire, and I don't know what's happening... But can you please just let me see my son?" Melissa begged and Matt scoffed, "How totally clueless are you people?" He asked. 

Sawyer held up her pocket knife, making Matt laugh, "You don't seriously think that's going to do anything, do you?" He asked, pointing the gun at her and Sawyer shook her head. "No... But it's distracting you enough for me to stall." She said, making him furrowed his brows slightly until there was a low growl making Matt spin around to find Derek standing in the doorway, fully transformed. 

When Matt was momentarily distracted, Sawyer suddenly hit his arm with the fire extinguisher, making him groan slightly and drop the gun. Sawyer quickly dived for the gun, fumbling with it slightly as she stood back up. There was a low hiss making them all look over to see the Kanima standing in another doorway. Sawyer's eyes widened slightly as she turned around to look at Melissa, who looked at them in both shock and fear.

Shrieking in defiance, the Kanima charges. Derek moves fast, clawed hands reaching up to grab the creature and slams it down to the floor. Matt ran off making Sawyer backed up towards the cell slightly, fumbling with the gun a bit as the Kanima got back up. 

The Kanima grabs Derek and sends him crashing back. It spins, baring its fangs at Sawyer as it leaps right in front of her. The girl flinched slightly, holding the gun up and pulling the trigger, hitting the Kanima right in the chest. But it did absolutely nothing against it. 

"Damn..." Sawyer mumbled before Melissa screamed in terror as the creature leaped towards Sawyer until suddenly It shrieks in pain as it suddenly yanked away and brutally slams down into the floor underneath Scott. 

Fully transformed, he gazes up to his mother as she sees his face. The eyes, the creased brow, the fangs. His secret, his true nature and the look on Melissa's own face is pure horror. A snarl comes from beneath Scott, the Kanima scrambling up. It moves defensively as Derek flips back onto his own feet. The three of them locked in an acrobatic fight until the Kanima slips free, charging into the darkness to escape. 

Scott gives a last look at his mother who backs into the shadows of the cell before looking at Sawyer with a sunken face. Sawyer sighs sadly before giving him a slight nod, finally, he turns to pursue Derek and the Kanima. 

"Melissa?" Sawyer asked calmly as Melissa brought her hand up to her mouth letting out a sob. Sawyer wasted no time, finding the keys to open the cell before running over to Melissa right as she collapsed to the ground. 

She comfortingly wrapped her arms around Melissa who held onto Sawyer's arms as she let out a few sobs.