Ephemeral ➵ Allison Argent (5)

Twenty-One

Phoebe's POV:

"I know that sound." I hear Deucalion's voice echo from the tunnels as I tiredly lean against the wall in hopes of covering my scent with the chemicals that ran through the underground pipes.

"It's the Argents, isn't it?" I hear Theo ask.

"Drawing the Beast to them. Corralling it." Deucalion explained. "You'll need to be back at full capacity."

"Let's find out." I hear him say before the buzzes of electricity burst which soon enough followed with a thud.

I peek my head through the corner and see a knocked-down Deucalion with Theo who smugly stood next to the electrical box with his claws extended. "Looks like it worked!"

"You know, Theo," Deucalion grunts. "someday your willingness to stab anyone and everyone in the back might turn out to be your downfall."

"Don't worry." Theo chuckles with a smirk. "You can still have Scott's eyes. I'll just be bringing them to you."

I lean against the wall again but look down to my abdomen, seeing as it oozed black from the inside.
I needed to find Allison if the Argents were down here. I need to warn them about Theo's abilities.

Allison's POV:

"Lydia's been hurt." I say to my dad and Parrish, showing my texts from Stiles once we turn the next corner. "Badly."

The Beast's roar echoes in the tunnels, causing all of us to look ahead but my dad shakes his head. "It doesn't change anything."

"What if she's dying?" Parrish worriedly asks.

"If we don't stop Sebastien, she will die." He sternly explains. "He's not just coming for the pike. He's coming for anything that stands in his way. Right now, that's all of us."

He places the shotgun to lean against the wall which causes my eyes to widen. "Dad?"

"What are you doing?" Parrish asks, glancing between him and the weapon on the floor.

"You saved my life once. Now, I'm going to save yours."

Parrish blinks in confusion. "I'm not sure I'm getting the strategy here."

"You're the strategy, Parrish." He emphasized. "You're the one in the fresco. Put there as a reminder that the Beast isn't unstoppable. Whoever painted it--" Another roar from the Beast echoes in the halls. "They didn't see a guy with a gun facing down the Beast. They saw you. They saw a Hellhound."

Parrish nods as his body ignites into flames but I worriedly turn to my dad. "I'm staying with you."

He shakes his head, handing me the rest of the emitters. "I need you to finish placing these to corral the Beast into one spot."

"But--"

"Allison," He interrupts me with sincerity. "You're the last person I want to even near this thing. Go."

I sigh before I reluctantly nod and pull him into a hug. "Be careful." I whisper as he wraps his arms around me. "Please."

"I promise."

Olivia's POV:

"Is she okay?" Liam worriedly asks as Scott and I return from Lydia's hospital room to update him about her condition.

"She's gonna be fine, but..." Scott sadly trails off. "She can't really talk."

"Then it's over, isn't it?" Liam muttered before he looked down to his hands.