Yours (Stiles Stilinski)

Chapter Twenty Three

"Kate!" A man's voice came from behind us. It was Mr. Argent.

"I know what you did. Put the gun down," he ordered. Kate looked back at him, clicking her tongue. 

"I did what I was told to do," she spat. He walked closer to us, holding his own gun next to his side. Allison looked at all of us, obviously out of her depths.  

"No one asked you to murder innocent people! There were children in that house, ones who were human. Look what you're doing now! You're holding a gun at a sixteen-year-old boy with no proof he's spilled human blood and a his human sister! She's done nothing wrong! She's just protecting her family!" He begged Kate to put the gun down. She looked back at me with disgust. Mr. Argent looked from me to Allison. "We go by the Code: "Nous chassons ceux qui nous chassent." Allison looked surprised for a moment.

"We hunt those who hunt us," she muttered. I looked at Scott, who was looking at the gun in my face. I looked back to the house, that ominous feeling now back 100 times worse. A shot rang out, and Kate looked at Mr. Argent with wide eyes. He'd just shot right above her arm.

"Put the gun down before I put you down," he threatened. All of a sudden, a loud creak filled the air as the front door to the Hale's house opened.

"Allison, get back!" Mr. Argent said. He looked over at me with wide eyes, and I scrambled to pull Scott up. He pushed me back behind him and I grabbed Allison, pulling her down protectively.

"What— what is it?" She whispered to me. I looked back. Scott and I locked eyes.

"The Alpha," we said in sync. We stood, and I pulled Allison further back away from the door. Mr. Argent sent me a grateful look, as I held my tiny taser tight in my hands. This would be a useless piece of shit against that ugly bastard, but it was all I had. I looked over at Allison. It looks like the Green Arrow phase is done. One look into the eyes of danger, really? I groaned internally. I watched as Scott and Mr. Argent got swept of their feet. I saw the Alpha move place to place, and I ducked down as it dove towards us.

"Come on! Come on!" Kate yelled. It turned, and it dove to Kate, throwing her to the door and dragging her inside. Allison struggled against me, and ran after her. I cursed, running after Allison. When we reached the inside, Peter was holding Kate by the throat, talons close to her neck. I let out a small snort. Allison looked at me in confusion and I shrugged.

"I just know how that one feels," I said understandingly.

"Ah, Y/n. It was foolish of you to come here alone. I told that beautiful boy, Stiles, that I'd leave you be just that once. God, you should've seen how he begged for me to take you to a hospital. And now look at you, here right in front of my eyes," Peter said quietly. I rolled my eyes, pulling out the taser and giving the button a few pushes. The zapping noise filled the air.

"Come on, Peter. I don't like her either, but let her go," I said. He shook his head at me and looked over at Allison.

"She is beautiful, Kate. She looks like you. Probably not as damaged. So, I'm going to give you a chance to save her. Apologize. Say that you're sorry for decimating my family, for leaving me burned and broken for six years. Say it, and I'll let her live," Peter hissed. Kate looked at us desperately. After she almost mercilessly killed my brother, I couldn't find it in my heart to share the desperate look Allison gave back.

"I'm sorry," she stammered. In all honesty, it was a shit apology for murdering someone's entire family and burning them alive. I saw the hatred in Peter's eyes grow, and I quickly moved to cover Allison's eyes. I brought her down to the ground, as Peter locked eyes with me. He ripped Kate's throat open, blood splattering everywhere, including over Allison and I. I let out a gasp of shock, and Allison screamed, trying to pry my hands away. I wouldn't let her. I called for Scott, yowling for him to take her before she saw. Peter looked up at us.