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The gunfire had ended when Stiles pulled up in the jeep and ran over the last hunter, Scott had let go of Addison causing her to run over to her brother with a smile on her face. Things settled a little bit more before Stiles and Derek came up to them and Stiles was upset that they never told him just how bad things were getting.
"Didn't think you're doing this without me, did you?" Stiles remarked as he came to a stop
"Without us?" Derek corrected as he came from beside them
"Can't believe you didn't tell me about any of this. Not a word. Not a single word," Stiles rambled to his girlfriend and sister
"We had reasons, really good reasons," Lydia remarked before Deucalion sighed
"Gerard... What he fears most... He can't beat you, and he knows it" Deucalion admitted before he coughed blood
"It's started, hasn't it?" Malia asked before Stiles looked at her
"What's started?" Stiles asked the girl beside him
"It's an all-out war," Lydia replied before Scott paused
"As much as I enjoy the impromptu family reunion, what are you doing here?" Scott asked
"I found a pack slaughtered in Brazil. There were two words written in blood on a wall. "Beacon Hills," Derek informed making Scott smile
"You came back for Beacon Hills?" Scott asked with a faint smile
"No, I came back for you" Derek corrected before the Jeep radio went off
"Blood and destruction, Dreadful objects so familiar. All pity choked with custom of fell deeds. Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge. With Ate by his side come hot from hell. Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice. Do you know the rest, Scott? Do you know your Shakespeare?" Gerard asked as his voice came through
"Cry, 'Havoc!' and let slip the dogs of war." Derek finished for the older man
"War, indeed. Welcome back, Derek. You must all be feeling rather nostalgic. Are you pleased with the little family reunion I've gathered around you, Scott?" Gerard asked making Scott look at Derek and Stiles
"Yeah, well, why don't you come to join us and I can thank you in person?" Scott remarked earning a chuckle
"I even have a few visitors for you, from London, even someone like Jackson Whittemore couldn't resist coming back to Beacon Hills. Say hello, Jackson." Gerard directed before he walked closer
"Do it again, old man. Come a little closer. I'm gonna shove that thing so far up your ass" Jackson threatened with anger in his voice
"Lost none of his charms, has he? You can find him here with us at the Armory, Scott. I'm going to tell you where to find all of them. Your Deputy Hellhound met some friends of his while responding to a call at Eichen House. Your father was on his way back from San Francisco to enter the fight, but he didn't get far. You might want to tell your mother to skip her shift at the hospital tonight. Liam and his friends are there now. Optimistic of them, but woefully ill-advised. This is how you wage war, Scott. Strategic positioning of your army against theirs. Which is why you will come to me. You will try to save as many as you can, and you might even save a few, but your limited resources will be spread thin. Ultimately you will fail. The dogs of war, Scott. They're coming for you..." Gerard warned before he dropped the dial
