Allison's Cousin ☾ Liam Dunbar

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A/N; Again long chapter lol, based on the second episode :)

June 24, 1:24 am

•Based on Episode 2, S4•

117 ; part one

- Flashback -

The basketball team came out of the locker room cheering.

Coach: "Hale, let's go! Derek Hale!"

Peter came down the stairs. Walking into the locker room, he heard goals coming from the showers. Derek was on the floor, he looked up at Peter growling. Peter kneeled down and picked him up.

"I thought....I thought I could control it." Derek said, panting.

"All this risk? Just for a basketball game?" Peter asked.

"It's the finals. They need me" Derek stated, and started walking out.

"To do what? Rip someone's throat out on the court?" Peter asked, a bit annoyed.

"Even born wolves have to learn control on a full moon, Derek." He continued.

"Yeah, but it's supposed to be easier for us, why does it hurt like this?" Derek asked.

"Did you bring it?" Peter asked not answering his question.

"It's not working...." "Did you bring it?" Peter asked again sternly.

Derek took out the triskelion out of his pocket.

"Go ahead." Peter said. Derek stood there panting and looking at it.

"I told you, it's not working." He stated.

"Do it!" Peter exclaimed. Derek did as told, he began saying the mantra.

"Alpha, Beta, Omega...."

"Again."

"Alpha, Beta, Omega...." Derek fell onto the floor on his knees.

"Again."

"Alpha, Beta, Omega...." Derek said it a little faster this time.

"Again!" Peter repeated. Derek's fangs started to come out once again.

Derek repeated the mantra twice, his eyes turned into a blue glowing color. Then he let out a loud scream.

- End of Flashback -

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Quickly we all got out of the jeep. Which was only Stiles, Scott, Lydia, Derek, and Myself. Scott rushed back to the car to get knocked out Derek out of the car. Scott carried him and rushed into the animal clinic. Deaton helped Scott lay Derek on the metal table. Deaton took a look at him.

"Wow..." He said.

"Wow? wow as in "I've seen this before and I know exactly what to do," kind of wow?" Stiles asked.

"Cause that's the kind of wow we were hoping for." I stated.

Deaton looked at me.

"I think you might be overestimating my abilities" He responded, to Stiles and I. Lydia looked at Derek, and held his hand.

"He's cold. Really cold." She stated. Deaton grabbed his other hand and checked. He nodded.

"Do you think this is permanent?" Scott asked. Deaton grabbed a flashlight and shining it to Derek's eyes.