Won't Fall (Book Five: Teen Wolf Fanfic)

Ch. 13: Codominance

It was night outside of Scott's house, standing next to my car.

Liam had gone inside to talk to Scott.

"They're alive," Liam told him. "I mean, the Chimeras. Some of them, not all of them."

"I know," Scott told him.

"Oh, you do?" Liam asked.

"Yeah," Scott answered. "I--I'm sorry. I can't talk right now, Liam."

"It was Theo," Liam told him. "He's the one who brought them back, and now they're with him. Like they're his pack."

"I know," Scott told him.

"Hayden's one of them," Liam told him.

"She's okay?" Scott asked.

"She's alive," Liam answered. "I'm not sure she's totally okay, but she's definitely alive."

"That's good," Scott told him.

"Where are you guys going?" Liam asked.

"To get Kira," Scott answered. "Her dad told us that her mom took her out to New Mexico, to this place called Shiprock. They're trying to figure out a way to help her, but it's dangerous. so, we're gonna go find her and bring her back."

"I'll come with you," Liam told him.

"Nah, you can't," Scott told him.

"Let me help," Liam told him. "Let me do something. Just tell me what I can do."

"Don't do anything," Scott told him.

Scott walked outside toward us.

"So, what did he want?" Stiles asked.

"To help," Scott answered.

"You gonna let him?" Stiles asked.

"Eventually, I guess," Scott answered.

"Okay, but shouldn't he be a little higher on your priority list right now?" I asked. "I mean, since he's the only other actual Werewolf, your only actual Beta."

"You didn't see the way that he came at me," Scott told us. "You didn't see the look in his eyes."

"Well, I've been with you on a full moon, so I've seen that look," Stiles told him.

"You want to get the band back together, Scott, you don't leave out the drummer," I told him. "Come on. We have to get to Shiprock, New Mexico."

I got into the driver's seat of my car.

Scott got into the passenger seat.

Stiles got into the backseat.

We drove away.

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We were on the road.

Scott was reading a book.

"You find anything yet?" I asked.

"It's mostly the same stuff you already knew," Scott told me. He read from the book. "'Damnatio Memoriae was a Roman practice, a government decree to destroy the images of the damned. And they would scratch off their names from inscriptions, chisel their faces off of statues. The Romans believed it was a punishment worse than death'."

Stiles nodded. "Being forgotten."

"Listen to this," Scott told us. "'Damnatio Memoriae was later used on a serial killer in 1598 known as the Demon Tailor. He lured children into his shop in Paris where he would kill them and boil the flesh off their bones to eat. The courts believed the crimes so horrible, they ordered all documents destroyed. To this day, no one knows his real name."