During school the next day, Allison and Carter met up with Scott and Stiles in the library between a set of shelves on separate sides. Allison passed a tablet through the shelf for the boys to see. "It's everything Lydia and Kinsey could translate. And trust me, they were pretty confused."

Scott nodded while still looking at it. "Yeah, what'd you tell them?"

"That we were part of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures."

"I am part of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures," Stiles informed seriously.

Carter and Allison frowned at him. "O-oh. Great."

Scott let out a sigh. "Okay, does it say how to find out who's controlling him?"

Carter shook his head. "Not that we could find. But Stiles, you were right about the murders."

Stiles pumped a fist in the air. "Yes!"

Allison continued reading. "It calls the kanima a weapon of vengeance. There's a story about this South American priest who uses the kanima to execute murderers in his village-"

"All right, see?" Stiles said. "So maybe it's not all that bad."

Carter shot him a warning look and Allison continued. "Until the bond grew strong enough that it killed whoever he wanted to."

Stiles shook his head. "All bad, all very, very bad."

Allison nodded. "Here's the thing, though. The kanima's actually supposed to be a werewolf. But it can't be-"

""Until it resolves that in its past which manifested"," Scott finished.

Stiles scoffed. "Okay, if that means that Jackson could use a few thousand hours of therapy, I could've told you that myself."

"What if -- It has something to do with his real parents? His real parents," Allison said.

Carter frowned. "What happened to his folks?"

Stiles glanced at him. "Lydia and Kinsey might know."

Scott frowned. "What if they don't know anything?"

Allison shrugged. "Well, he doesn't have a restraining order against me or Carter, so -- we'll talk to him ourselves."

Scott sighed and asked, "Okay, but seriously, what do I do?"

Allison looked at him. "You have a makeup exam, remember?"

"Promise me. If he does anything, you run in the other way."

"I can handle myself."

Scott shook his head. "Allison, if you or Carter get hurt while I'm busy with some stupid test, someone's going to need to take care of me. If he does anything-"

"Like?"

"Anything -- Weird or bizarre -- anything."

"Anything evil!" Stiles exclaimed as he was pushed back. "Ah -- Ow!"

Carter and Allison walked away. He made his way to his locker after saying goodbye to his cousin.

Allison made her way to the locker room. She opened the door to the locker room and a boy stepped out.

He jumped in surprise, seeing her. "Oh, you just scared the hell out of me."

Allison had a nervous look on her face. "Sorry, I -- I -- I was just, um, I was -- nothing."

The boy gave a slow nod. "Ah, that's a -- nice heels."

She looked down at the hand holding her heels. "Oh! Yeah, uh, my feet were hurting, so I-"

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