𝐷𝐸𝑀𝑂𝐿𝐼𝑇𝐼𝑂𝑁 𝐿𝑂𝑉𝐸𝑅𝑆 ➪ 𝐶𝐻𝑅𝐼𝑆 𝐴𝑅𝐺𝐸𝑁𝑇

04.

Outside, at the gas station, Beckett exhales the smoke from her lungs as she finishes pumping gas into her motorcycle.

Her mind was still rattled from her encounter with Shameka. Just as she was done and started to straddle her bike, her eyes were covered. She yelled and tried to elbow the person, but it was no use as they dragged her away.

She huffed and kicked and clawed at the person but was roughly reprimanded, then felt herself be thrown into a car. "What the hell?!" She exclaimed. A few minutes pass and she felt the car stop and then suddenly she was being pulled from it, dragged somewhere else. "Let me go!"

She lets out a noise as she felt herself be thrown onto a chair and he arms and legs tied, the blindfold was removed and she was met with the view of her father, Chris, and Allison. Her eyes widened before narrowing in anger.

"Chris?!"

She then frowns as she hears a distorted voice, she wasn't stupid, it was supposed to be Derek's voice and it was then that she realized they were in the old Hale house. "Have you ever wondered what happens if a hunter gets bitten, Allison?"

"Ever wonder what happens if you get bitten? What do you think your father would do? What do you think he'd have to do?" The voice was now gone, being replaced by Chris struggling against his chair. His veins show as his eyes narrow, clearly he was using all of his strength, which to Beckett, was pathetic.

Chris breaks the back off of his chair and stands up, pulling the cloth from his mouth, holding out his hand. Some man appears from the shadows, handing him a phone, "When all it would take to change everything is one bite—"..he looks at Beck and Allison as he holds it up, the source of the recording was clear now.

"One bite.."

He presses pause and hands the phone back to the man as he stands up straighter, now speaking. "And everything changes." Chris walks forward and removes the cloth from Allison's mouth and Beckett glares up at him.

"Is this how we're gonna do father-daughter talks from now on?!" Allison quickly questions, angry. Chris shakes his head. "No. This is how we're gonna train you." He answers, pointedly. Allison lets out a short breath as he continues, "Do you know why we use arrows" He asks.

"They can't heal until it's taken out."

Chris then grabs something and holds it up. "Look familiar?" He asks, his blue eyes glancing between his daughters. "You were going to kill him." Allison states. "That's right! And if we find Isaac on another full moon, we will kill him."

"That's the hard choice we make..but it wasn't my choice." He then looks over at Beckett, who just glares at him. "Grandpa." She states, knowingly. Chris grins and shakes his head. "No," he then moves behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders and leaning down between the space of her and Allison. "You see, our family has a surprisingly progressive tradition..knowing wars and violence are typically started by men. We place the final decisions, the hard ones. With the women." He then moves to walk around them. "Our sons are trained to be soldiers..our daughters to be leaders." He places the arrow he was holding into Allison's bound hands before patting Beckett on the shoulder.

He kisses the top of Allison's head as he walks toward the what-used-to-be door of the Hale house and calls out over his shoulder. "You're training starts now, get to know your older sister while you're at it. She's a damn good hunter."

Beckett scoffs. "Where the fuck is my bike, Chris?! I swear to god, if you left it at that gas station, I'll mutilate you!" She huffs out. Chris just smirks as he grabs his coat from the man hiding in the shadows. "Time Allison, as I have no doubt Beck's gonna get out in less than a minute." With that, he leaves. Beckett yells out angrily at him, being met with the sound of his car driving away.