𝐏𝐲𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 || Liam Dunbar

- 𝐀 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝 -

California, Beacon Hills

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"Oh, Liam go home! You're not coming with us," Stiles groaned as Liam pushed back from the table he was leaning on. "Why not?" He whined, "Because, it's a full moon and I don't feel like driving you all the way down to Mexico, just to have you rip my throat out." He approached the boy, Aurora and Carmen following behind.

"How come Carmen is allowed to go?" Liam whined and Stiles rolled his eyes, "Because the full moon doesn't seem to affect her." He shrugged, moving past Liam.

"You can lock me up, right? Chain me up in the backseat or something." He suggested. "You tore through the last chains, remember?" Carmen raised her eyebrows. "Yeah, we would have to freeze you in carbonite to get you down there." He turned to Liam now. "Okay, where do we get carbonite from?" Liam wondered, making Aurora drag her hand dramatically down her face.

Stiles narrowed his eyes at him.

"Seriously, you haven't seen it either?" He seethed, glaring at him for a few more seconds before turning to leave. "Wait!" Liam called out, moving infront of his way. "What if we put him in the trunk?" Carmen asked, hesitant to leave Liam.

"He'd get out of that too." Aurora reminded, taking Carmen's hand and pulling her toward the door. "Liam. You've been a werewolf all of five minutes, you don't have to do this." Stiles leant in slightly.

"I know I don't but I want to," he glanced between the three. "There's gotta be bigger chains, a bigger trunk, something. There has to be." He pleaded.

"Maybe there is." Aurora spoke up and they all turned to her.

...

A large black van rumbled into the structure. Out came, Braeden, Aurora and Derek. Aurora moved to Stiles' side as he stood across from Braeden. "How'd you get a prison transport van?" He wondered and she stepped forward, "I'm a U.S marshall." She responded with a slight smile. "Yeah, I thought that was just a cover."

"Are we really bringing him?" Derek gestured to Liam as he approached. "Are we really bringing him?" Stiles reciprocated, pointing to Peter who had emerged from behind the truck. "We're bringing everyone we can." Peter responded for Derek.

Carmen shuffled on her feet around him, she had only met him once before before but she hadn't heard pleasant things about him. "And considering Scott and Kira were taken the night before a full moon, we should probably get going." Peter continued, "What's that mean?" Malia questioned, who was standing the other side of Stiles. "If Kate took Scott back to the same temple she took Derek, how do we know she's not planning to do the same thing she did to him?"

He made a pretty good point.

"What, she wants to make him younger?" Liam asked, Peter turning his attention to him. "Or take him back to when he wasn't a werewolf," Derek responded. "A werewolf can't steal a true alpha's power," Peter reminded. "But maybe a Nagual jaguar with the power of Tezcatlipoca behind her can."

"So, if everyone is sufficiently freaked out, I say we get going." He clapped his hands together. "We can't. Not without Lydia," Stiles informed the group and Peter groaned in annoyance.

...

"What's she doing at the school anyway?" Derek asked Aurora as Stiles paced back and forth, his phone held to his ear, attempting to get ahold of Lydia. "We got Kira's sword but we need something with a stronger scent, she went to get her jacket from her locker." Aurora responded.

"Nothing." Stiles approached, gesturing to his phone.

"If she has a car, she can catch up with us." Braeden reminded and Peter pointed to her, "That's a good point, we can call her from the road." He smiled innocently. "No, what if something happened? What if she's in trouble?" Stiles glanced about the group. "Fine then. Stiles stays, he finds her. We're gonna' go on without him." Peter began toward his car. "I could call Mason, he has a study group at school. He could look for her," Liam chimed in and Derek nodded his head slightly, looking to Stiles for approval.