According to Isaac he couldn't remember anything when he was on watch for the alphas. He remembers a girl waking him up trying to escape them. Then he woke back up in the hospital. Derek says that Peter can help us. That Peter has a technique to enter Isaac's memories. I wasn't quite sure if it was safe or not. I knew a hundred percent I didn't want Peter going anywhere near Isaac. But lately Peter has been very helpful and non-psychotic lately. I mean a few comments slip here and there but that's Peter for you. We were waiting and Derek's Loft for Peter to show up. Isaac was pacing around looking out the windows. He was nervous, so was I. Derek was sitting at the table reading a book quietly. I sat on the floor criss cross applesauce as I made piles of sand circle and swirl in the air around me. It was like I was water bending in Avatar the last Airbender but with sand. I felt calm and peaceful as the sand moves through the air.
"You know, I'm starting not to like this idea. Sounds kinda dangerous. You know what? I definitely don't like this idea, and I definitely don't like him." Isaac tries to back out.
"You'll be fine." Derek assures him.
"Does it have to be him?" Isaac asked.
"He knows how to do it. I don't. Be more dangerous if I tried doing it myself." Derek says not looking up from his book.
"You know Scott doesn't trust him, right? You know, personally, I'd... well, I'd trust Scott." Isaac walks over to the table near Derek. I move the sand higher in the air as it forms the shape of a dragon.
"Do you trust me?" Derek raises an eyebrow.
"Yeah. I still don't like him." Isaac mumbles.
"Nobody likes him." Derek says.
"Very true." I nod my head. The door opens up as the sand drops into the cup I keep on the coffee table
"Boys and girl. F.Y.I., yes, coming back from the dead has left my abilities somewhat impaired, but the hearing still works. So I hope you're comfortable saying whatever it is that you're feeling straight to my face." Peter says walking inside the loft.
"We don't like you." Derek says looking at Peter with a blank expression.
"I hate you." I mutter. Derek slams the book shut throwing it on the table and stands up.
"Now shut up and help us."
"Fair enough." Peter says as he extends his claws. I pull up a chair in the middle of the room as Isaac sits down in it. Derek sits on the couch as I stand in front of Isaac. Peter paces the room.
"Relax. I'll get more out of you if you're calm." Peter clears his throat.
"How do you know how to do this, again?" Isaac asked unsure.
"It's an ancient ritual used mostly by alphas, since it's a skill that requires quite a bit of practice. One slip, and you could paralyze someone. Or kill them." Peter traces his claws down Isaac's neck.
"You... You've had a lot of practice, though, right?" Isaac asked.
"Well, I've never paralyzed anyone." Peter says. That totally makes us feel better.
"Wait, does that mean that you," Isaac tries to speak but Peter plunges his claws into the back of Isaac's neck. Isaac squirms and tries to get away from Peter. Derek sits up getting ready to intervene. I raise my hands up.
"Wait, I see them." Peter says as his eyes turn blue.
Peter looked like he was having a seizure and a hard time breathing. Isaac was struggling with Peters claws in the back of his neck. He tried to peel Peter off so many times until Peter let go of Isaac and slams into the table.
"Isaac." I rushed over to Isaac and look at him his eyes flash yellow at me. I flash my purple eyes at him.
"What'd you see?" Derek asked.
"It was confusing. Um, im... images. Vague shapes." Peter pants as he was out of breath.
"But you saw something."
"Isaac found them." Peter says.
"Erica and Boyd?" Derek asked.
"I barely saw them. I mean, glimpses." Peter thinks.
"But you did see them." Derek insist.
"And worse." Peter sighs.
"Deucalion." Derek stated.
"He was talking to them. Something about time running out." Peter thinks for a second.
"What does it mean?" Isaac asked looking at Derek.
"He's gonna kill them." Derek shakes his head.
"No, no, no, no, no, he didn't say that. He did make them a promise that by the full moon that they'd both be dead." Peter says.
"The next full moon?" Derek asked
"Tomorrow night." Peter turns to us.
"We need more information before we do anything." I tell them.
"She's right." Peter says. Isaac stands up unsure.
"Ah, ah, ah. You need rest." I tell Isaac waving my finger in his face. He grins at me as we walk over to his room. He walks over to the bed laying down as he pats a spot for me to sit down. I lay down beside him on my side. I felt a strong arm wrap around my stomach and pull me against his chest, I rollover to face him. His warmth spread a crossed my body. We took a short nap. More like 4 hour nap and woke up yawning. I was feeling so hot without a blanket. Feeling Isaac move closer to me his hot breath hit my neck.
"I keep forgetting that your body is hot." I chuckles lightly.
"To look at or warmth?" He winks.
"Yes." I tell him.
"Yes?" He raises an eyebrow. I nod my head and press my lips to his. He smirks as he takes his shirt off and attaches his lips to my neck.
"Peter and Derek are here." I warned him. A moan escapes my lips when he started sucking my neck.
"We'll be quiet." He mumbles as he goes up my jaw on to my lips. I knew we had to stop but the thing was, I didn't want to stop. I wanted more. A knock at the door made us separate from each other.
"Yeah?" Isaac asked. They didn't respond. Isaac got up from the bed as I lay back down on my side.
"Scott has a plan. We are going to Deaton." I could hear Derek's voice rumble.
"Scott's boss?" Isaac asked with his tired voice. He didn't answer back. I'm sure he nodded his head.
"Alright. We'll be right out." Isaac says as he shuts the door. I could feel him climbing back into bed as his hand goes up my shirt, my lips attach to his. My legs wrap around his torso as his hands grasp my bottom earning gasp from me. I pull lightly on his hair as he groans. I smirk into the kiss as I roll off of the bed. Isaac looks at me confused.
"We have to see Deaton, right?" I look at him innocently.
"Oh, you tease." He groans at me as I wink at him. I throw him his shirt and walk out of the room.
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Fairy Tales Exist (Teen Wolf)
Fanfiction(Teen Wolf) Back when you were a child your parents would tell you a story before you went to bed. About the different mystical creatures from the supernatural world. As you grew older you began to lose hope in it's existence. Until it just becomes...
