When Our Eyes Are Red [s.m][2]

Chapter 1

BACK FOR SEASON 4! This story will feature some changes to the plot (as it will built to be Scott/OC - a hint of which was in the original story). Kira is still important to the plot but she is just not Scott's love interest. Also, I am so pleased with how well received the first installment of this series was. However, I do understand you as a reader may not like the idea of Levi/Scott. If so, leave a review and if a portion of people are not keen on the idea I may revert it back to Scott/Kira. Anyway, without further ado, here is season 4.

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Scott wasn't sure if he had ever felt this panicked by one of his own discoveries that wasn't related to any crazy murder. He had known something was not right the other night, when he felt a sharp tug of pain in his stomach but just presumed it was from the undercooked chicken he had tried to prepare for himself and Malia after a training session.

There was a part of him that told him it was Levi, but he had ignored it having only been texting her hours before. He had formed a strong bond with Levi, the younger yet more experience alpha sharing her smallest pieces of information Derek left out.

He realised he had made a terrible decision.

"Okay, so how long has it been?" Stiles asked as he followed Scott into the room.

"Weeks. They haven't got back to any of my texts," the alpha answered, a worried look spread across his face.

Stiles squinted at him. "Does Derek or Levi ever reply to your texts?"

Scott almost groaned in panic. "Derek - once, definitely once. Levi replies all the time," he pointed out before picking something up and turning back round to face Stiles. "but this time it felt different."

Lydia looked at him, a confused look on her face.

"So I went back to the loft, the alarm was off but everything looked okay. Then I found these," Scott continued by sliding a metal container across the table after removing its lid. Stiles reached into the container, looking scared as he pulled out empty bullet casings.

"I sent a picture to Deaton and he said it's the mark of a family of werewolf hunters in Mexico - the Calaveras!" He explained quickly, his friends understanding the Hales weren't just off on holiday.

"What would they want with Derek? Or Levi?" Lydia queried, her hands lying flat on the metal table. She was concerned about Levi. They'd really grown closer after everything they had been through despite them initially getting off on bad terms.

Stiles rubbed his face before saying what they were all thinking. "You don't think they've killed them?"

Scott sighed before shaking his head lowly and furrowing his eyebrows. "I don't know," he paused before looking over to Lydia and shrugging, "that's why you're here."

He slid the container over to Lydia, watching as her expression remained unimpressed. She sighed and rolled her eyes before hesitating and drawing the container closer to her.

She took a deep breath before forcing her hand into the container and feeling the empty casings. She clenched tightly on to them and closed her eyes for a moment, trying to tune into her banshee powers.

Her fingers unclenched and the casings fell from her hand on to the table, spilling everywhere as they bounced against the metal. Her eyes widened slightly as they darted side to side like a deer in the headlights.

Stiles perked up anxiously, noticing something was wrong. "Lydia, are they dead?"

Her voice was soft and almost daydreaming as she answered confused. "No." She turned to look at them before letting out a shaky breath and continuing, "But I'm not sure they're alive either."

The alpha rolled his eyes almost before remembering Lydia was still not fully acquaintance with her powers.
"What does that mean?"

Lydia shook her head lightly. She was now very concerned about the wellbeing of her friend and her brother. She couldn't quite tell if they were dead or alive, they were in the middle and it confused her to no end. She thought she was getting a slightly better hand on dealing with her banshee powers but now she wasn't so sure. She knew Levi was strong but she wasn't sure if the reckless alpha could survive something like experienced hunter attacking when she was in such a vulnerable state after Allison and Aiden's deaths.

"I don't know," she spoke slowly and Scott could hear a small piece of frustration in her voice. "There's something not right and ... I just don't know." She ground out, the boys sensing she was really worried about Levi.

"If the Calavera's have them then how do we find them?" Stiles asked but Scott was still thinking about the possibility of Levi and Derek being dead. He snatched up one of the bullets on the table, three things running through his mind.

The first; Derek - his mentor - and his little sister were possibly dead.

The second; he might never see Levi laughing as he failed at helping Malia again.

The third he spoke outloud. "Mexico."

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"SOMEONE WHO COULD HAVE TURNED WITHOUT YOU KNOWING!"

Scott roared before snapping the chains, his eyes glowing red. He had figured it out, a sigh falling from him lips.

"Kate."

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"Thats' impossible. That can't be who he said." Stiles sank to the floor, leaning back on his haunches.

"Why? Who's Kate?" Malia asked confused.

"She was a hunter. An Argent."

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Kate smirked as she walked away from the tomb.

Levi and Derek were inside, vines pinning them to the wall and their arms crossed. Their eyes were both shut but Levi was not fully unconscious, she could still think.

'Kate Argent kidnapped me. She's Allison's aunt. Allison is dead, and so is Aiden. Scott and I are alphas of our small pack. Kate is not safe. She used to be Derek's girlfriend, she was there for him after Paige died. Derek had blue eyes after killing Paige. He still has blue eyes. I'm friends with Lydia... who is a... who is she and how do I know her?... Derek is a beta... I am an alpha, wait, no... My mother Talia is the alpha of our pack. I am a beta with yellow eyes. I am keeping a secret for Derek. Our family including Laura and Cora do not know about Kate. Kate is Derek's girlfriend. I like Kate, she helps me with grieving about Paige and makes Derek happier. Kate helps me with homework and showed me how to use pepper spray .She bought me a cake for my twelfth birthday last week. Kate helped me patch up my knees when Cora knocked me over last week. Kate is safe. I can trust Kate.'

Levi heard crumbling, her eyes managing to open slightly. She watched as the wall in front of her was ripped apart by two older, almost adults. Her older brother Derek reached out a hand towards them but Levi did not recognise them.

The boy with the crooked jaw looked lost as he saw no recognition in her eyes.

"Oh my god."

Levi was pulled to her feet by the teenage boy, her brother being supported by the girl. They were lead out of whatever cave place they were in and lead outside. The last thing Levi remembered was playing hide and seek with Derek and Kate, before she woke up here.

She could just make out four teenagers running towards them before they all skidded to a halt.

One of the girls turned to look at her brother first before looking at the scrawny boy. "Is that him? Is that Derek? Is that Levi?"

Stiles ran a hand through his hair, looking at his friends.

"Sort of."

Lydia crouched down beside the small Levi, offering a small smile. "Sweetie, how old are you?"

Levi cowered away from her slightly but replied with a firm voice just like her mother had taught her. "Twelve."