𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 ➭ 𝑻. 𝑾𝒐𝒍𝒇 [ᴏɴ ʜᴏʟᴅ]

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Finding out Ms. Blake was the Darach after she almost killed Lydia and kidnapped Stiles' dad was a bit of a shock. I didn't expect her to be the one killing someone as she seemed so innocent, but granted, so did Matt last year. Right now, Scott, Stiles, and I are waiting in the shadows of Derek's loft for Ms. Blake to come to him. And as we predicted, she did go and started pleading with Derek to believe her. "Scott, Stiles, and Vienna. They're gonna tell you things- things you can't believe. You have to trust me, okay? You trust me."

I see Derek nod, "What is it?" He asked. "Promise you'll listen to me?" She asked, trying to sound desperate. "I promise." With that, Ms. Blake kisses him, with makes me gag a little. She pulls back, "They're already here, aren't they?" She asked, and that's when the three of us stepped out. "So they told you it was me? That I'm the one taking people?" She asked.

"We told him you're the one killing people." Scott corrected her, and she scoffs. "Oh, that's right. Committing human sacrifices? What cutting their throats? Yeah, I probably do it on my lunch hour- that way, I can get back to teaching high school English the rest of the day. Makes perfect sense." Ms. Blake said. "Where's my dad?" Stiles asks with tears in his eyes. I grab his hand to give him a little bit of comfort.

"How should I know? Derek tell me you don't believe this?" Ms. Blake asked, looking at Derek. "Do you know what happened to Stiles' dad?" Derek asks her. She scoffs, "No!" She said, but I could see her innocent act was crumbling, and so could Derek. "How about you ask her why she tried to kill Lydia." I said, making Ms. Blake turn to me.

"Lydia Martin? I don't know anything about that!" Ms. Blake said, and I saw Derek slightly glaring at her. "What do you know?" He asked, and she turned back to him. "I know that these kids, for whatever reason, are filling your head with an absurd story- and one they can't prove, by the way."

I smirk, knowing that we could, in fact, prove it. "What if we can?" Scott asked, stepping forward. He pulled out a jar, and I saw Ms. Blake's confused face making me smirk even more. "What is that?" She asked, and Scott opened the jar. "My boss told me it's a poison and a cure. Which means you can use it. And it can be used against you." He said. With a flick of his arm, the powder in the jar creates a cloud of dust surrounding Ms. Blake. She shrieked in anger as her face changed to the Darach.

Ms. Blake looks at us with rage and fear and starts to back away to escape, but Derek grabs her by the throat. "Derek, wait! Wait! You need me!" She yells. "What are you?" He asked, angry. "The only person who can save Cora!" She says, making us shocked. "Call Peter... call him!" She said, and Derek pulled out his phone.

"It's not good. She's in and out of consciousness. She's vomiting up black blood along with one other alarming substance..." Peter says on the phone. "Mistletoe." Derek said, glaring at Ms. Blake. "How did you know that?" Peter asked but didn't get an answer as Derek hung up on him. He tightened his grip on Ms. Blake's throat, and she gasped in pain. "Derek... Derek, what are you doing?"