One Night

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     "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Stiles yells, Scott and Derek are both rushing the lovely jumbo teens in a fight. Stiles crouched beside creepy uncle Peter who grimaces as he pops his shoulder back in place; casually.  "Where did Jennifer go!" He yells watching as Scott is thrown off the twins back and Derek slides by slashing their left leg before coming up next to Scott. The teen shuffles to his feet as Derek crouched carefully in front of him.

"Stiles!" Scott yells as he gets to his feet and uses the wall to launch at the jumbo twins. "Get Cora!"

Stiles lets his eyes rummage the area, noting the girl slouched behind the mass of fucking teeth and claws and murder-y-ness. The teens jitters bounce around his body, his legs shake his hands shake and his only goal is get to Cora. "Come on help me." The boy smacks peters chest and helps yank on him enough to direct Peter towards Cora. They both crouch run, stiles coming to a slide as they reach the girl. He lays his bat down and turns her head, she's sweaty and pale and her lips are blue. Another ear splitting roar cuts through the muddle of noises.

"Ethan Aiden stop." Scott, pinned two feet off the ground attempts to reach the two.

"All we want is her!" The jumbo alpha yells, head then swinging around in search of their target. The elevator dings- Derek's claws dig into the alpha's back. The man leans back pulling the alpha's with him then turns them and kicks. The boys are thrown forward to the ground. Derek spins instantly latching a hand to the back of Scott's neck and yanking both the teen and himself towards Cora, Stiles and his uncle. "Pick her up!" He yells in a half roar, stiles snatching his bat and Peter lifting his niece to his shoulder.

"Go go go!" Stiles yells as the group bolt through the closest duel swinging doors. Another store room, "keep moving!" He and Derek yell together, they make it though another room- an operating room when stiles slows. The others push through into the next room while stiles falls back to the side of the door. One second, his name is called. Two seconds, stiles spins the wooden bat in his fists. Derek starts towards him. On the third second the twins push through the room, stiles rushes, jumps and slams the back to their head. It fucking shatters. "So much for being any help," he mutters carefully as he saunters backwards and lets his back hit the wall.

The teens body shakes now, entirely. A glance reveals the twins eyes now pinned on Derek. "Run!" Derek bellows with a roar. Stiles does, stumbling and finally making it to Scott the two push through the next door just as Derek charges the twins; tackle pushing them out. Stealing a metal pipe from the wall he tangles it to the doors and then rushes back to the group.

Panting the lights flicker and the buzzing of energy rushes through their minds. "Guys she not doing to well," Peter announces. "And where's Mrs. Blake?" Scott questions.

"Fucking gone Scott!" Stiles snaps. "What do you mean where is she- she fucking bolted the first chance she got!"

Derek spins stepping back to them, "quiet!"

"What me be quiet! You want me to be quiet like they can't find us with ease- are you telling me what to do now!" The teen is instantly pushing up into Derek's face, surprisingly the wolf lets it happen, shoulders shrinking down and eyes pinned to watching stiles break. "You dont get to tell me what to do when your psychotic mass murdering dog owner "girlfriend"- second one you've fucked by the way has my dad all tied up and waiting to be ritualistically sacrificed!"