Clones » Teen Wolf

0.14

"i'm so sick of being so serious, it's making my brain delirious. i'm just talkin' truth.
i'm telling you 'bout the shit we do.
we're sellin' our clothes, sleepin' in cars
dressin' it down, hittin' on dudes. hard."

-we r who we r, ke$ha

T H I R D    P E R S O N

"What do we do now?"

Scott jumps in surprise. "Holy cr..." He trails off, catching his breath. He looks behind him only to find Stiles, Stuart and Shawn. The three clones, who were waiting on Scott's instructions.

"Wha... Sorry, I'm sorry." Stiles apologizes, realizing his mistake. "Did you see where he went?"

Scott shakes his head. "I lost him."

"What?" Stuart asks. "You couldn't catch his scent?"

"I don't think he has one." He looks back toward the boy with glasses.

"All right, any clue where he's going?" Stiles questions, positioning himself between the clones and Scott.

"To kill someone."

"Ah." The boy starts sarcastically. "That explains the claws, and the fangs, and all that. Good. Makes perfect sense now." His brown eyes then meet the raised brows of his friend Scott McCall. "What? Scott, come on. I'm 147 pounds of pale skin and fragile bone, okay? Sarcasm is my only defense."

"Along with spitting out cloned images of yourself I guess." Shawn shrugs, amused with his own witty comment.

Scott shakes his head at Shawn's comment. "Just help me find it."

"Not 'it.'" Stuart speaks up. "Jackson."

"Yeah, I know. I... I know." Scott nods, his mind everywhere.

"All right, but does he know that?" Stiles asks Stuart. "Did anybody else see him back at your house?"

"I mean, I don't think so, but he already passed Derek's test anyway."

"Yeah, but that's just the thing." Shawn budges between the two. "How did he pass the test?"

Rolling his eyes, Stiles pushed the clone back, glaring at the long haired boy.

"I don't know." Scott whispers in thought.

Stuart then steps forward, suggesting his own theory. "Maybe it's like an either - or thing. I mean, Derek said that a snake can't be poisoned by its own venom, right? When's the kanima not the kanima?"

"When it's Jackson." The werewolf spoke in realization.

"Uh... Dude. See that?" Shawn points over towards the Kanima tail, departing toward the inside.

"He's inside."

"What's he gonna do in there?" Stiles asks rhetorically.

"I know who he's after." Scott speaks confidently.

"What, how? How?" His best friend questions. "Did you smell something?"

Scott gives a single nod. "Armani."

Stuart's eyes widen in fear as he looks at the werewolf. "Oh no, Danny."

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The four of them reach the front doors, only to be greeted with a lock.

Stiles tries opening the door, but with no luck. He sighs and slumps his shoulders a bit. "Aw, come on. All right, maybe there's, like, a, uh... like, a window we could climb through, or some kind of..."