Triskele

Purple Vapor

  As Stiles looked back down his eye caught sight of a bumper sticker on the back of a car. It read:

  "Imagination is more important than Knowledge." -Albert Einstein.

  Stiles thought back to when Deaton had decided that he would be the one to make the circle.

  "I do not think I can, how come Lydia cannot come and do it? Or Danny?" He protested.

  "You can do it Mr. Stilinski. You must do it and you must believe that it will have the desired effect, to imagine the outcome, in order to make it work." Deaton responded. "You have seen what was thought to be a myth, a story to spook children. Anything is possible."

  Stiles closed his eyes, imagined the closed circle keeping the Kanima at bay. When he opened his eyes the circle was indeed closed. His mouth dropped open in disbelief before he cheered and ran inside.

  Isaac finally plunged the syringe into the back of Matt's neck and pushed. Matt swayed before passing out.

  "Oh thank fuck." Erica sighed. "We should take him in the back."

  "Cora, help me with Boyd. Derek start the car." Peter said as he began to haul Boyd up.

  Scott woke slowly, his vision blurred at the edges and his body was burning. His head was still bleeding and his side where the car hit him still hurt, it should have healed. He finally noticed the restraints which kept him chained to a table- they were laced with Wolfsbane. He looked around but all he saw in the dim light and metal.

  "You are awake, finally." Victoria said from where she was seated. "I was beginning to worry that I had already killed you."

  "What- what are you doing?" Scott hissed.

  "We know what you are and I know you are still seeing my daughter. Skipping classes with her, taking her into empty rooms, I have seen you." Victoria sneered. "And it is time someone got rid of you." She stood and stepped over towards a machine she had sitting on small side table. "Do you know what this is? It is a Cannabis Vaporizer. I read in your school file that you had very bad asthma, you went to the apothecary a lot for it. Most Hunters prefer bullets and guns or arrows like Ally or even a sword like Gerard but I prefer something more subtle but no less painful. I prefer to make your kind breath in Wolfsbane by burning it into the air using this vaporizer." Scott struggled weakly as Victoria turned on the machine and purple smoke filled the metal container they were in.

  "Is Kara okay?" Stiles asked as he joined Isaac, Erica, and Jackson. Jackson nodded.

  "She is with the DJ." He said.

  "And Allison?" Isaac asked. He did not care for the girl really but Scott did so he would make sure she was alright.

  "She is okay, she is waiting over by the bar." Jackson answered. Isaac nodded. Matt's body jerked suddenly towards Isaac and they all turned to look at him.

  "Why the hell is he still moving?" Erica asked.

  "Give him more Ketamine." Stiles said.

  "There is no more." Isaac replied. Stiles stared at him in horror.

  "You used all of it!?" He shouted.

  "Of course I used all of it, I did not think he would still be fucking moving!" Isaac hissed back.

  "You cannot stop me." Matt suddenly said. His voice had a strange sound to it as if two people were talking at once. His body began covering itself in scales. "They deserve it, they all deserve it!"