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❪"You're my biggest weakness and strength."❫
━━━━━━ by k.stilinski
Season 3-4
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"What the hell is happening to this kid?" Stiles yelled as he and Derek tried holding down Brett who was spasming out on the examination table. "He's been poisoned by a rare wolfsbane, I need to make an incision, and you need to hold him as still as possible," Deaton said.
"Hey, Derek? How about a little Werewolf strength?"
"Yeah, I'm not the only one here with Werewolf strength." The younger Hale gritted as he put all of his strength into holding the werewolf down.
"If you can't hold him still, the incision might kill him," Deaton retorted causing Brett's eyes to snap open, he pushed everyone away before climbing off the table, but before he could go anywhere Peter came out of nowhere and punched him in the face causing him to collapse to a heap on the floor.
"I guess I still have a little Werewolf strength myself." Derek watched his uncle with weary eyes, "Yeah, maybe more than a little..." Stiles crouched down to Brett, "Hey I don't think he's breathing." Deaton crouched down and started to cut a small line down Brett's chest making him let out a few gasps and a puff of yellow smoke came out of the cut. "Is he okay?" Stiles asked and Deaton nodded.
"I think he'll be fine, but probably out for a little while." Stiles watched as the unconscious werewolf started muttering.
"I think he's saying something." He said as he got closer to hear what he was saying, "The sun... the moon... the truth... The sun... the moon... the truth..."
"Three things cannot long be hidden," Deaton repeated, looking at them. "The sun, the moon, and the truth."
"It's Buddhist," Derek said, blinking in surprise.
Peter exhaled. "Satomi."
Stiles looked around the room confused, "Satomi?"
"She's an alpha, one of the oldest werewolves alive, her packs are mainly made up of people with anger problems. Their motto helps reign their anger and keeps their wolves in check. I'm guessing Brett is one of Satomi's beta's." Deaton explained to the young teen. Stiles still had a lot on his mind from earlier, the fact that he watched someone kill themselves probably due to Sage, the human was drawing a blank on his emotions right now.
The sound of heels caused everyone to turn and face the older vampire, Céleste's eyes focused on the unconscious werewolf on the floor before her eyes met Stiles'. "Did you find her?"
The blonde shook her head, "No but I just had to inform your dad about the kid, didn't know whether I should bury him or not. Your dad said he'll sort it." Stiles nodded,
"What are two on about?"
"Sage compelled a teen to kill himself in front of me." The boy said as if it was so nonchalant, but again, he felt nothing. The chain in his pocket was weighing him down, and his move right now was unknown-- actually he had no more moves left. He was already checkmated.
