BELIEVE ☉ S. STILINSKI [ 1 ]

Fourteen ~ Tough

Coming up from the opposite side of Argent, Brianna glared at the blonde in front of her. Kate was holding a gun up to Scott who was laying on the floor. When Brianna spotted Derek's lifeless body Brianna refused the urge to gasp. Helping Derek would have to wait, she couldn't risk anymore lives.

Even after her brother had show that he wasn't afraid to shoot her - or as Argent put it 'putting her down' - Kate still didn't move the gun. Rolling her eyes, Brianna decided to take matters into her own hands. Literally. Creating purple mist from the side of all the action, Brianna used it to clutch onto Kate's gun and yank it out of her hand before she had time to react.

"He said put the gun down, you psychotic fucking bitch."

Kate didn't have time to retort to the other blonde who had approached the group. Nobody else had time to relish in Brianna's presence either which was a shame. But Brianna had bigger problems than that since the door to the Hale house had squeaked open.

Immediately Brianna pulled out her gun with her left hand and created a ball of mist in her other. If Peter was here she was so ready to get some revenge.

Everybody minus Allison and Derek, who were either utterly confused or unconscious, turned towards the Hale house. They were all fully prepared to take on whatever the alpha threw at them. Allison on the other hand was backing away so quickly she could've been on Mexico by sunrise. But the poor, confused, little Argent ended up staying with her bow poised. Credit to her.

When the alpha zoomed past the group of relatively young people, they all turned to see where it had gone frantically. Never turn your back on Peter Hale seemed to be the code for that night.

He took out Chris Argent first. Then Allison. After that it took Brianna and Scott down in one circle around the most evil Argent of them all. Kate.

Despite being taken down Brianna's grip on her gun remained strong. Cautious of her surroundings she constantly surveyed the area as Kate yelled to provoke our favourite alpha. Note the sarcasm.

Let's just say they knew it worked when an untransformed Peter used an obviously painful grip on Kate's arm. Despite the disadvantage Kate still shot twice, but neither of them hit Peter, until she eventually dropped her gun due to the pain of his grip. Peter then grabbed hold of Kate's neck and threw her towards the Hale house door.

Along with Allison, Brianna followed the pair into the house. Even though Allison had clearly shot Derek with an arrow twice, the blonde kept her hand in front of Allison protectively. She also had her gun out which made both of them feel slightly better about the eery situation.

When they arrived in front of the old front room in the burnt down house the two girls stopped. Peter was stood with his claws lingering on Kate's neck. A flash before Brianna's eyes showed Peter in that position with her at the lacrosse field but she shook it off. It was so not the time.

"She is beautiful, Kate." Peter said referring to Allison. "She looks like you. Probably not as damaged. So I'm going to give you a chance to save her. Apologize. Say that you're sorry for decimating mine and the Voyant family, for leaving me burned and broken for six years. Say it ... and I'll let her live."

Slowly, Brianna's hand moved away from in front of Allison. A few tears escaped Brianna's eye. But she'll tell you, they were defiantly not for Kate. They were for Brianna's family, Cora Hale, Talia Hale, every other Hale who died in that fire, Laura Hale, every single innocent person who had ever died under the hands of two people in front of her. Those were the people she were crying for. Not Kate and not Peter.

"I'm sorry." Kate whispered purely to Allison. Without looking Brianna knew Allison was crying. She could feel it.

There was a long and and tense wait. Neither of the two teenagers girls took their eyes off the scene in front of them. Brianna didn't even blink. Until Peter's claws ripped at Kate's throat and she fell to the floor. Dead.