Chapter ten

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CHAPTER TEN: fury

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CHAPTER TEN: fury

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EREBUS ARGENT HAD PANICKED WHEN HE HAD RETURNED, ONLY TO SEE ISAAC, ERICA AND BOYD CHAINED UP. Derek was no where in sight.

"Where's Derek?" He asked the three.

Isaac seemed to be the one that was partly in control. "I don't know. Last I saw, he was chaining us up for the full moon."

Boyd and Erica tried to get out of their chains.

"You need to go," Isaac's monotone shifted, worry.

Erebus quickly left.
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Erebus went to the only other place that he has seen Derek. The Hale house. He had stoped for his gun, loading it up with a new magazine before slowly entering it.   "Derek?" He called it, knowing it was a bad idea if the person responsible for causing Derek harm was still here.

Sue him, he didn't want to be pinned to a wall with sharp nails digging into his neck again. By Derek, at least.

How would be make it up to the man, if he ended up shooting or stabbing him because Erebus was the one Tresspassing?

"Erebus, what are you doing here?" Derek's voice called out.

Erebus let out a sigh of relief. "Thank god! Look, I don't have much time. Victoria killed herself, because you bit her. I don't know what Chris and Gerard are telling Allison, or already told her, but I figured-" Erebus stopped talking, examining Derek. "What the hell happened you?"

"Lydia and Peter," Derek says.

"What?"

Derek rubbed his forehead, annoyed. "Lydia found us, used wolvesbane to knock me out and dragged me here to bring Peter back to life."

"Lydia? Lydia dragged you here? And we're sure she isn't some supernatural creature with super strength?"

Derek gave in an annoyed, unimpressive look. "Is that really relevant?"

"Guess not. Oh, one more thing-" Erebus lifted his gun to the other room. "Who's he?"

"Someone we could trust, for now."
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