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chapter v. bloodstains ABOMINATION.
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"They're coming back, so we don't have much time to talk." Deaton stated. After the events of the ice rink, Evelynn tried her best to vamp speed both Scott and herself over to Deaton's. At first, the girl was unsure about going to the vet's but Scott had insisted. His wounds weren't healing fast, and the hybrid was starting to worry. She had no physical wounds, but her body was very sore after being tossed around like a rag doll.
"What is that?" Scott questioned, looking down at Deaton's hands.
"Rubbing alcohol. You don't want it to get infected, do you?" Scott shook his head no at the question, groaning a little once Deaton pressed the rag against his wound. "You'll heal the same. Just not as quickly, because of Derek."
"Okay, how do you know all of this?" Evelynn questioned, furrowing her eyebrows in confusion as she watched Deaton patch Scott up.
"Actually, how do you know anything?" Scott asked.
"It's a long story. What I can tell you is that I know about your kind. Yours too, Evelynn. Your kind, I can help. This...this is something different." Evelynn's eyes drifted away from Scott to the mutilated body that lay on the exam table. She had been gone for a while and it seemed like things in Beacon Hills were worse than they were before. She thought everything would go away after the alpha had been killed, but it seemed like something new had rolled into town. Evelynn was a little terrified, hoping she wouldn't cross paths with whatever creature was roaming around.
"Well, do you know what did it?" Scott continued.
"No, but the Argents will. And this is the crucial part. They'll have some kind of record or book. It'll have descriptions, histories, notations of all things they've discovered." Deaton explained. Evelynn looked away from the man on the table, becoming a little nauseous at the mutilated body.
"I'm sorry, did you say all the things?" Evelynn was shocked. "How many different things are there?" Deaton wasn't able to answer her question due to the sounds of vehicles approaching. Scott and Evelynn looked at each other in apprehension, the boy grabbing the hybrid's hand, rushing into the other room to hide away from the Argents. Evelynn tried her best to remain calm, her hand squeezing Scott's as the two tuned in to the conversation.
