Teen Wolf Season 5: Lunar Eclipse

Chapter 2: Family Trees Part 1

"Hey Derek. What's up? Where are you?"

"Nothing much Scott. Just in the woods. But I think you should come over tomorrow and check something out."

"What is it? Any clue of the desert wolf?"

"No but I think it's something else just as import---" Suddenly the call got disconnected.

"Derek! Derek! What happened?" There was no other voice on the other line.

Scott started runnig into the opposite direction towards the woods. He started to shout Derek's name but there was no response. 

Scott moved back a few steps and stumbled on something. He turned around to see Derek's body laying on the ground. His eyes were open and his mouth opened slightly to say something but he was completely paralyzed.

Scott sat down on the ground and tried to pull Derek's body off the ground. He put Derek's arm on on shoulder and put his own arm around Derek's back. Then he took out his phone and dialed Stiles's number. 

After a while, Stile came in front of Scott with his jeep. He got out and helped Derek into the jeep. "What happened?" Stiles asked.

"I don't know. I just found him like this."

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Stile and Scott got out with one of Derek's arm on each shoulder. They walked uo to his door and slid it open. They stumbled into the living room and laid Derek down on the sofa. 

"What do we do?" Scott asked. Derek's right hand shook violently as it rose up and pointed towards something. Scott and Stiles looked toward the direction he was pointing in and Stiles picked up something off the table Derek was pointing to. He brought it towards Derek and Derek's frail hands grabbed it and pushed somthing and suddenly, fire lit up at the tip of what seemed like a gun.* 

Scott's face crinkles at the sight of the gun as he remembers that this was the tool used to create his tatoo on his arm.*

Derek gestures the gun toward Scott and he takes it in his hand.

"Stiles, you're going to want to hold Derek for this." Stiles nods and puts his hands on Derek's shoulders as Scott removes Derek's shirt. A wound is revealed on Derek's chest. Stiles's face looks away in disgust. It seemed like a small arrow was stuck into his chest. 

As Scott moved the gun closer to Derek's body, he started shaking violently and his eyes began to change from dark brown to cerulean blue. His mouth opened wide and his fangs became visible to both Scott and Stiles. 

A small shriek escape from Derek's mouth and it started to grow louder and louder and Derek soon gained more control of his body and it started to shake off Stiles's weak grasp. 

After a while, Scott turned off the torch-gun(that's what I'll call it for now) and moved away from Derek. Derek was gasping and sweat was pouring from his body. Stiles quickly brought a cold wet towel and put it on Derek's forhead. Scott pulled the stuck arrow from Derek and his body flinched a little. Scott played with it in his fingers for a couple of seconds, observing the myseterious yellow liquid on the tip of the arrow. 

"I-it's a special type of wolfsbane. Very rare," Derek said trying to find his breath. "It's ancestral. Used to belong to my family."

"What?" Scott asked.

"Wait, so your telling me that werewolves have their own line of wolfsbane. Gosh, you guys are starting to sound more like a product line than homicidal predators." 

Derek flared his eyes at Stiles which immediately shut him up.

"No but you know how my family was one of the only werewolf families in this area. Only family of born wolves," Derek continued. "Well, we were here long enough to find  specific breed of wolfsbane that makes any wolf in my family line perfectly immune to it. In fact, it adds to our strength."