True North

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The teens trudged through the woods and Malia said, "We can still catch him."

"Catch who?" Scott asked, looking at Malia.

"The killer. What are you thinking about?"

Scott and Lena stared at the fleur-de-lis bullet she'd found.

The Chimera held up the bullet. "We have to take this to Argent."

Malia frowned. "Even if he's the one that fired it?"

Scott nodded. "Especially if he's the one." He stopped abruptly. "Do you hear that?"

Kasia flicked her claws.

After a moment, Malia asked, "Heartbeats?"

"A lot of them. They're here."

"Who?" Lydia wondered.

"Hunters," Lena confirmed, hearing the fear in her friend's voice. "And they stink heavily of fear."

They ran off and Malia called after them. "Scott! Kasia!"

Scott turned and saw hunters coming closer. He stopped, seeing several red laser-sight beams crossing the woods. He bared his fangs, showing his alpha eyes. Lena let out a threatening growl. Scott and Lena attacked the closest figure, who was Sheriff Stilinski. "Argh. Scott. Lena. Scott, Lena, it's me. It's me! Scott! Lena! Scott. Lena."

"Sorry, Uncle Noah," Lena apologized.

The sheriff did so and said, "Okay, okay. Come on. It's okay. It's okay." He looked around. "Everybody stay back. They're just kids."

Deputy Vargas glared at them, gun still pointed at Scott. "What's wrong with his eyes? Why does she have claws?"

Parrish shook his head. "You heard the sheriff. Stand down."

Scott and Lena shifted back to normal and the former started panting. "I'm really sorry. You don't think they'll say anything, do you?"

Parrish smiled at the teens. "No more than they're used to."

"You wanna tell me what happened out here?" the sheriff asked.

"He's a Hellhound."

"A dead Hellhound," Malia added, earning a look from Lydia.

Sheriff Stilinski nodded. "Yep, got that."

Parrish frowned. "Well I don't get it. I didn't think you could kill a Hellhound."

Lena met his eyes. "Anything can be killed. Just ask Sam and Dean."

Malia nodded and shrugged. "Looks a lot easier than we thought."

Lena pocketed the bullet casing as she said, "I don't think it was just any bullet."

"I hope not," Parrish muttered, kneeling next to the body.

After everyone left, Lydia, Malia, Lena and Scott shared a look. Lydia turned to Scott. "Why didn't you say anything?"

"Why didn't you say anything?" Scott repeated.

"Why didn't either of you say anything?" Malia asked.

"Why didn't any of you, us, say anything?" Lena wondered. "My god, it's like watching a cheesily badsitcom."

Malia frowned at Scott. "Wait, was I supposed to say something?"

Scott looked between his friends. "None of us said anything to Argent and none of us are going to say anything until we talk to him. Everybody good with that?"

Lydia nodded. "As long as we talk to each other soon. Immediately would be preferable."

Malia raised an eyebrow. "The one with the screaming and people killing each other."