The Hunter (A Teen Wolf Stiles AU)

Chapter 19

Scott

The world seemed to move in slow motion. The girl I loved had just been murdered by my best friend. However, instead of desiring revenge I'm in ruins. Stiles had played us, he fooled us into thinking we could trust him and he used that to get rid of Allison. Theron had barely been in Beacon Hills for less than 4 days and already we were losing. 

At this point most of my mission seemed pointless. Stiles seems to want to completely destroy us, and I haven't been doing a good job of preventing him from killing my pack...our pack. He had just killed Allison and yet there was still a part of me defending him...defending his actions. That part was slowly growing, and I know that pretty soon that part will completely consume me. In other words I forgive Stiles.

Aiden

I will never ever go on a road trip with Peter.Peter hadn't stopped rambling since we left Derek's loft, and his rambles weren't entertaining or kind. He kept on listing all the possible ways we could find Ethan. His list varied from having him be alive and breathing to having him be severed into millions of little squares. I had this incredible urge to turn around and attack, but he was the only one who was even mildly interested in finding Ethan. 

"I'm just saying he might be dead and all we're looking for is his body." He continued "Actually why don't we call Lydia she's pretty good at finding bodies."

"Shut up" I said for the millionth time.

"I still think you should call Ly-" Peter trailed off mid-sentence and crouched down pulling me with him. 

"What are you do-"

"Shh" He said and silently moved through the forest. 

I followed him as he maneuvered by trees and over fallen logs. Then I started to hear something it sounded like two men talking. Their talking was muffled and they were obviously whispering. 

As we neared the voices we came to a clearing.

"A clearing in the middle of the forest isn't strange at all" Peter whispered sarcastically. 

"He's being brought."  One man said. 

There were two men standing outside a medium sized building. The exterior was made of of stone, and there were several car tracks around the place. 

"Again?" The other man said. "It's happening more and more frequently."

"Yes I know. I don't think we'll be able to keep him much longer." The first man said. 

"Gerard said we didn't need a lot of time. "The other man spoke "He said we only needed him for a few more days."

My head was spinning who were they talking about? Was it Ethan?

The first man was about to respond when we heard the sound of a car moving fast. The car came into view and we discovered it to be a Fed-Ex truck. 

"Fed-Ex makes deliveries to the middle of the forest now." Peter's sarcasm continued. 

A man got out of the truck and what looked like medics came out of the building. The two men who were previously talking straightened up and perfectly mimicked a military member. The medics and the driver moved to the back of the truck and opened it. Then they stopped and seemed to talk. I tried to angle my head to get a peek inside the truck but to no avail. 

"Come" Peter said as he began moving silently to find a better place to see inside. 

Once we moved I was able to see there were around 4 men inside the back of the truck, 3 medics outside as well as the driver. The 4 men inside were covering up my view of a body on a gurney. It was clearly male, but other then that I didn't know much. 

"His body can't take much more." One of the medics said. 

"Gerard said that this would be the last time." The driver said. 

The medic sighed and gestured with his hand for the gurney, and the boy, to be brought down. The 4 men moved around inside, and then together they moved the gurney to the ground. Once on the ground I had a clear view of the male on the gurney and I was astonished to see it was Theron or Stiles, whatever his name was.

Peter tensed beside me. The 4 men helped the medics move Theron into the building, and the driver walked back to the truck and started the engine. The driver did a 'U' turn and started driving back the same path, slowly.

Peter harshly but quietly yanked my shirt and lifted me up. We then ran as quietly as possible away from the buildingI thought we were going to run to report to Scott, but Peter turned and started running towards the path. It was then that I realized that peter intended to intercept the Fed-Ex truck. 

Peter ran amazingly fast for his age, and stopped a few feet before the truck.He pushed me back into the trees. Then paused a few feet in front of the truck. The driver hit the brakes and sat still. Slowly the driver got out and his hand was fingering his gun ready to use it at a moments notice. 

"What are you doing here?" The driver said. 

"Oh, dear me I'm so sorry if I scared you." Peter said, "You see, I was out here looking for my dog and I managed to get myself lost aw well."

I glared at Peter my brother is no dog..well not entirely. 

"Your dog?" The man repeated still suspicious. 

"Yes however it seems I won't be able to find him now. Would you mind telling me which way civilization is?" Peter said. 

It amazed me how innocent he could make himself sound. I was thankfully still concealed within the trees and started making my way towards the driver. He didn't seem to notice. I walked a few feet behind him and then came out of the trees.Peter saw me and had to avert his eyes quickly. I silently walked to the man and grabbed his hands before he could react. He was taken aback and didn't pose much of a threat. 

Peter walked towards us and took his gun then using the hilt he hit him over the head, and the man slumped in my arms. With that I carried him over to the truck. Peter opened the back door and we threw him inside. Then I walked over to the passenger seat, and Peter walked to the drivers seat. Once inside Peter started to drive us out. 

"I think we should have a chat with this fin gentleman. I think he could provide interesting information." Peter said.