Triskele

Battlefield

"Now imagine my surprise when I talked to Old Man Argent. Werewolves, Kanimas, Hunters it's like Halloween ever freaking Full Moon. Except for you Stiles, what do you turn into?" Matt said as he entered the office.

"The Abominable Snowman, but it's more of a seasonal thing so..." Stiles responded. Matt scowled and before anyone could blink Stiles felt a prick in the back of his neck and his body went numb.

"Stiles!" Scott cried out as he made a move towards Stiles. Matt turned the gun on him.

"Do not move!" He hissed. "Now where is it?"

"Where is what?" Scott asked.

"The Beastiary! Where is it!? I know you had Allison take it from Gerard." Matt shouted.

"Why do you want it so bad?" Scott asked.

"To explain this!" Matt lifted his shirt to reveal that his left side was covered in scales. "Now we are all going for a little walk and you are going to give me the book." He forced Scott, Melissa, and Head Official Stilinski out of the office. He took them to the holding cells and cuffed Head Official Stilinski to a pipe that ran through the room.

"They do not know anything, just let them go." Scott pleaded. Matt turned to him, lowered the gun, and shot Scott in the stomach. Melissa screamed.

"She is next." Matt said. "And something tells me it will be a lot more fatal for her."

"Okay, okay!" Scott agreed hurriedly. "Please, just don't hurt her."

"I knew we would see eye to eye." Matt stated before pushing Melissa into a holding cell. "Now move or she dies."

"It will be okay Ma, everything will be okay." Scott muttered as he let Matt push him along. His mother nodded jerkily, hands clasped together tightly. They entered the lobby of The Official's House, where most of the officials did their work.

"Why are you doing this?" Scott asked.

"They killed me, it is their fault!" Matt hissed.

"Who?" Scott demanded.

"The swim team!" Matt shrieked. "I was Jacob's friend when we were little. I was spending the night at his house, the team had just one championships. They were having a party outside, in the pool. We could not sleep so I went out there to ask them to be quiet. They were drunk...Coach had let them drink to celebrate. And then- and then Jacob's stupid older brother Ray threw me into the pool. I did not know how to swim, I was drowning- dying- and none of them were doing anything. I could hear them laughing and I could see Sean feeling Jessica up underneath the water but no one tried to save me."

"Then Coach pulled me out right before I passed out. He says- he says "YOU TELL NO ONE! YOU ARE A DISGRACE! WHAT KID DOES NOT KNOW HOW TO SWIM! YOU ARE WEAK AND WORTHLESS, YOU TELL NO ONE, NO ONE!" I never talked to Jacob again, I was deftly afraid of water. Kids at school made fun of me, I wanted to die. It is all their fault, every last one of them so I gave them what they deserved."

"Matt..." Scott began when something suddenly came sailing through the window, gas filling the room seconds later before gunshots rang out. Matt ran and Scott turned to save his friends and mother.

"I do not care what you do to the others but Isaac Lahey is mine." Allison stated as she and her family entered the building. "Spread out."

"Mom!" Scott cried out as he reached the holding cell, fumbling for the keys. He heard a hiss behind him and saw The Kanima poised in a crouch. Isaac suddenly came into the room, snarling viciously. He could smell Scott's blood and he would snap Matt Daehler's neck for touching his Pup. The Kanima slithered away quickly.