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"He covered you in gasoline?" Derek asks in confusion to Parrish, after Scott had brought the deputy to him.
"It's the hair and nails, isn't it? The part that is essentially dead." Lydia asks.
"Well, all of it should be gone." Derek then comments.
Parrish still seemed to not believe it, not understanding how he's still alive after being burned alive. "All of me should be gone! I was set on fire."
"Not if you're like us." Scott states.
Parrish confusingly looks at Scott. "Like you?"
"He's not like us." Derek disagrees.
Lydia then turns to look at him. "Then, what is he?"
"Sorry, but, i have no idea." Derek says, looking at them.
Scott frowns. "But, you knew about Jackson and Kira."
"This is–––this is a little out of my experience, maybe, there's something in the bestiary...?" Derek suggests.
Parrish shook his head, a puzzled look on his face. "Okay, hold on–––what's a bestiary?" Parrish then sighs out with a light scoff. "Actually...that's not even my first question–––are all of you psychic, like Lydia?"
Derek scoffs in amusement. "Psychic?"
"Well, um..." Parrish trails off, knowing that'll be a 'no', him then remembering what happened two months ago. "A-are you like Phoebe? Maybe, like...with super-speed? Probably, a little too strong for a natural human?"
Scott sighs out with a light chuckle. "Not exactly..."
"I-i don't understand, why would my name be there? I don't even know what i am!" Parrish exasperatedly says.
Derek had his arms crossed over his chest, shrugging at the deputy.
"I don't think they really care what you are."
Parrish then sighs out, him curiously stares at Scott. "...what are you?"
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Liam Dunbar was lying in his bedroom at night, an arm around his head, his light blue eyes looking up at ceiling, the sound of his printer drilling caught his attention.
Liam's eyes looked at his printer for a good bit, him frowning at his printer, not remembering his self turning it on.
Liam then got off of his bed, going towards his printer, him cancelling the printing, but it seemed as though something was controlling since it wasn't stopping.
Liam frowns deeply, thinking the button was broken, him then seeing papers flying up in the air, some violently being shot forward.
Liam quickly grasped a paper, him then recognizing it the Deadpool list–––just an updated version.
Liam's eyes widened, his hands shaking roughly, breathing out anxiously.
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A disturbed Liam Dunbar was sitting on the top stair, his feet up on the second step, the list in between his fingers.
A hand was placed on Liam's shoulder, the Dunbar barely reacting, Scott then say next to his Beta, a look of the utmost concern in his eyes. "Liam...? You okay?"
Liam sighs out. "Last night–––my printer wouldn't stop, i hit the 'cancel' button but it just wasn't stopping and it couldn't stop printing until it finally did."
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WANNA BE YOURS, SCOTT MCCALL
Fanfictionscott mccall and phoebe vaughn had always hated each other, but scott never truly hated her, phoebe thought he did so she just played along with it. all scott wanted was for her to be happy, happy, yes, but with him, not with those idiots she seemed...
